Two hundred and tenth chapter, founding a faction
In the restaurant, the shopkeeper personally serves the wine and the food they are all very talented in opening restaurants.
The Zhao family ordered the entire restaurant to clear the venue. People who can enter the table do not have to think that they are either rich or noble. Moreover, there are only three people who can sit on the entire table. Even the head of the Zhao family can only stand aside as a foil. The status of these three people can be seen. They cannot be neglected at all, otherwise it would be fine if they were scolded and beaten. If these three masters were cruel characters who killed people without blinking, they might be burned down.
The whole table was filled with wine and food, and the shopkeeper didn't dare to stay for too long and left in a hurry.
Wei Yuan poured himself a glass of wine, and did not hurry to drink it, and smiled, "Are you very confused? Why could I completely destroy your Zhao family like a destruction, but I still have to propose peace talks at this critical moment?"
After listening to Zhao Tianyou's explanation just now, Zhao Buzhu no longer dared to underestimate the young sword head. He narrowed his eyes and replied faintly, "Although I don't know why Wei Jianshou is this time, I know that if the Zhao family wants to keep it, it may be a big price to pay. Let's stop talking nonsense, what do you want?"
"Okay, it's refreshing, I just like talking to people like you."
Wei Yuan immediately smiled.
"Since that's what I said, I will tell you clearly that the Zhao family is destined to no longer exist."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire restaurant suddenly became quiet. It was heard that Zhao Buzhu's face was gloomy like water. If there was not a senior Zhang next to him, he would have jumped up and strangled the little bastard alive regardless of the 100,000 cavalry of the Great Kingdom on the border.
Zhao Tianyou also spoke excitedly, "Wei Jianshou, what good will it do to you if you do this? Besides, this is my Quanrong business. Although you are the banned Tiansitis in Haoguo, you don't have such a long way to stretch your hands."
"Noisy!"
Wei Yuan's face turned slightly cold. Zhang Gao, who was sitting beside him, understood in an instant, and he gently flicked his fingers, and a strong energy whistled out, hitting Zhao Tianyou in the chest.
Although it was just a random shot, the huge force of the immortal cultivator was not something that Zhao Tianyou could resist, and it flew backwards in an instant, spitting blood on his mouth, breaking through the window, and falling directly out of the restaurant from the second floor.
This scene happened so quickly that no one could react. Even Zhao Buzhu couldn't take the time to stop it. When they came to their senses, the current head of the Zhao family had already lying on the street outside, and he had no idea of his life and death.
After doing all this, Zhang Gao was like a person who was fine, pouring and drinking wine on his own, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
Zhao Buzhu's face became more and more gloomy, but at this time he did not dare to express the anger in his heart at will. He could only grit his teeth and said, "What does Wei Jianshou mean just now?
How can I let my Zhao family go?"
Wei Yuan shook his head slightly, "I said, the Zhao family will definitely not be able to keep it. Not only the Zhao family, but also other clans in the Quanrong territory. Even the Zhang San family, the Li Si family, and the Yuan family in the west cannot escape."
Speaking of this, Wei Yuan glanced at Zhao Buzhu, "Do you really think that the soldiers of the Great Kingdom on the border are here for an outing?"
Hearing this, Zhao Buzhu's face changed several times, and he suddenly stood up, "Do you really plan to destroy my entire Quanrong before you can give up?"
"Of course that's it."
Wei Yuan smiled slightly, then said, "But I can show you a clear path for the Zhao family. As for whether to walk on this path, it depends on yourself."
"Bright Road!"
Zhao Buzhu waved his sleeves and snorted coldly, "When you rush your army to the west, the Quanrong territory will surely be filled with blood and a mountain of corpses. How can there be any clear road to speak of!"
"No, no, no, there is still one. Although it is very narrow, it is still easy to preserve your Zhao family's bloodline."
Wei Yuan's smile was very innocent, but everyone knew that the cunning hidden under this handsome face was unpredictable. I am afraid that even Zuo Ci and Zhang Gao, the two of them, had never thought of this situation today.
Hearing Wei Yuan's words, Zhao Buzhu frowned slightly again, and was unsure of his mind. Since Wei Yuan had made up his mind to attack the Quanrong, when the war spread, no clan could be spared.
Today, the Quanrong is like a pile of loose sand. Although there are two major families who control the central axis, each clan also has its own small plan in his heart. It is impossible to tie together to deal with the premeditated attacks of Haoguo. As long as Wei Yuan waves his hand, the Quanrong will definitely turn into wasteland under the horse's hooves of Haoguo. Their Zhao family is the largest clan east of the Quanrong, so how could they be spared?
Although I don’t know what the bright road Wei Yuan said was, Zhao Buzhu knew very well that this scheming and inexplorable Lord Tisi, who was as scheming as a dark abyss, would probably not give them any good paths.
Thinking of this, Zhao Buzhu sighed helplessly and sat down again, rubbing his eyebrows with some distress, "Tell me, Wei Jianshou, let's talk. Since a war is inevitable, if it can really preserve the bloodline of the Zhao family, it will be worthy of the ancestors."
Hearing this, Wei Yuan nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, I won't harm you."
Not to mention Zhao Buzhu, even Zhang Gao and Zuo Ci rolled their eyes when they heard this. If you don’t harm others, you can still bear the whole country. If you have the intention to harm others, that’s not going to make a fuss.
Wei Yuan didn't care either. He took a sip of wine and continued, "It won't take long before I will send an order to let the 100,000 troops on the border start attacking. I think based on the current situation of the Quanrong, all of them will be occupied by our country in less than ten days."
Speaking of this, Wei Yuan glanced at Zhao Buzhu and continued, "All the clans of Quanrong will not be spared by then. The clear way I will give you is to give up the Zhao family and establish a foreign sect."
"What?"
As soon as these words were said, Zhao Buzhu was stunned and suddenly couldn't understand what Wei Yuan meant.
"The world of cultivation is essentially divided between the struggle for power in the temple. As long as you give up the name of the clan and exist in the form of a sect that accepts cultivators from all over the world, even if the Quanrong is destroyed, I can guarantee that you will not be implicated."
Wei Yuan continued to speak.
"Create a sect?"
"Yes, in this way, if you want to save anyone, you can help. As long as you join the sect, I will not make things difficult for anyone. The cavalry of Haoguo only stepped on the Quanrong clan."
Hearing this, Zhao Buzhu frowned slightly, and at the end he nodded slightly. Wei Yuan's proposal was indeed a solution. Since ancient times, there have been unwritten regulations between the practice of the world and the world. As long as the country does not participate in it during the national war, even if the country is destroyed, the soldiers on the battlefield who defeated the country will most likely not set foot in the sect territory and will not make things too difficult for the sect monks.
Chapter completed!