"Organize negotiations? Are you going to make our clan admit defeat?"

Master Zhong frowned, and his elegant face suddenly became a little fierce.

Seeing this, Master Cang's expression had not changed much, but the burly man next to him was so scared that he was sweating coldly.

If he hadn't had enough understanding of his old friend, he would have been kneeling down with Master Zhong at this time.

After all, if you can become one of the three masters in a place like Mulan Grassland, whoever really believes in Master Zhong’s appearance of being gentle and elegant middle-aged will be really dazed.

"If Master Zhong thinks he admits defeat, it's true."

What?

The expression on the burly man's face froze instantly, and he suddenly felt the urge to sew Master Cang's mouth.

But when he thought about the strength gap between the two, he still secretly let go of this extremely impulsive idea, but the cold sweat on his forehead suddenly became even more.

"Speak."

Just as the burly man was ready to get angry, the master seemed to have really become a Confucian scholar and said calmly.

"The gap in strength is too big. Although Cang did not think that the methods of Yue people were really outrageous, our clan had no chance of winning before he found out the details."

"A war without a chance of winning is meaningless. If the clan loses too much, it will not only be completely defeated by the Tiannan people, but will also be more passive when facing the abrupt people in the future."

After hearing this, Master Zhong sighed.

"If it were just me, I would have chosen to talk to the people of Tiannan. However, before that, the old master told me that if the situation changes with the people of Yue, you might as well wait."

"Maybe wait a moment, the situation will change again. Zhong believes in the old master's judgment, and passes the order to temporarily shrink the offensive. Let's wait for him."

"Abide by the order!"

Master Cang frowned slightly under his mask, but after hearing Master Zhong's order, he did not hesitate. He turned around and bowed to show his respect, and then took the burly man away from the tent.

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"Fellow Daoist Bai relies on the power of the spiritual army. Recently, the Mulan people never dare to launch an offensive against Lantian City. Here, I only represent the Seven National Alliance. Thank you for your help from the Immortals."

In the meeting hall of Lantian City, Wei Wuya, wearing a green robe, said to Bai Tianying sitting directly in front of him with a smile.

As one of the four great monks in Tiannan, Wei Wuya's attitude was very low, or rather, a bit too low.

The previous blow to Mulan Dharma was only a few masters in the Kalpa Stage. This contribution was actually not worthy of such a person with such a status as Wei Wuya.

However, although we know that Wei Wuya has ghosts, as one of the four great monks in Tiannan, Bai Tianying naturally cannot be as rude as the old man surnamed Zhong.

"Fellow Daoist Wei was joking. This time, the emperor couldn't bear to have the poison of the earth in the south of the world being poisoned by those grassland people, so he issued an imperial edict and ordered me to form a spiritual army to rush to the Qing Kingdom."

"Bai is just the temporary commander of the Spirit Army, but he cannot bear the gratitude of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance. If a fellow Taoist insists on thanking him, he should thank the Emperor."

When Wei Wuya heard the word "Emperor", a strange color flashed in his eyes, but there was no sign of it on his face.

"Although it was an imperial edict, the one who worked hard to do it was Fellow Daoist Bai. Let's do this. I only thank Fellow Daoist Bai in my personal capacity. I have given some small gifts this time, so please do not refuse."

"Of course, my alliance must thank you for your helper. A little gift is just a private thank you for fellow Daoist Bai. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Bai will not give this little face to me?"

Seeing Wei Wuya say this, Bai Tianying no longer pretended to refuse and said with a smile:

"Since that's the case, Bai is disrespectful. Thank you for your kindness."

This sentence is not a lie. Bai Tianying is really happy to be able to make an extra money.

Wei Wuya, after all, is one of the four great monks in Tiannan. He has a wealthy fortune. Will the "black gift" he has brought out really be weak?

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were old friends who had been familiar with each other for many years. Then Wei Wuya took out a jade box from the storage bag and pushed it towards Bai Tianying.

Bai Tianying opened the jade box and saw that the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

He slowly closed the jade box and looked at Wei Wuya with a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wei is such a generous gift, but Mr. Bai is afraid he can't afford it."

If the Bai Tianying is so serious, the "black etiquette" in this jade box is naturally not thin. On the contrary, it is so thick that the Bai Tianying never thought of it before.

Even as one of the four great monks on the other side, this gift was too generous.

In the jade box, there was a piece of Geng Jing that was half a punch the size of an adult!

Such a treasure would not be ignored by any monk in this world.

What's more, Bai Tianying's main practice is the "Gengjin Killing Heart Sword Classic". Geng Jing is a necessary item for him to practice, and its value is immeasurable.

Bai Tianying has served as the commander of the Ministry of Information for so many years, working diligently. In addition to offsetting previous debts and exchanged for some treasures necessary for breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage, all the rest were replaced by Geng Jing.

But the Geng Jing he exchanged was less than half the size of the Geng Jing in front of him.

"We are not secretly speaking. Fellow Daoist Bai, you just need to tell me what secrets the Lingjun of the Emperor of the State. Fellow Daoist can take this Geng Jing. As long as the fellow Taoist does not reveal it himself, no third person will know about this."

Wei Wuya laughed and raised a glass of spiritual wine in front of him and drank it all in one go.

When Bai Tianying heard this, she looked struggling on her face.

I was really unwilling to let this Geng Jing appear in front of him in this way and made him give up.

After all, if he could refine such a large piece of Geng Jing, his "Geng Jin Killing Heart Sword Classic" would be at least 40% more powerful than today!

It should be noted that such a magical skill like the "Gengjin Killing Heart Sword Classic" will become more difficult to practice as it goes on. It can increase its power by 40% in one fell swoop. How terrible it is.

Even with the cultivation level of Bai Tianying who has now entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul, if this Geng Jing helps him, he will even be confident that he can defeat most of the mid-stage cultivators directly!

Cultivation and supernatural powers are an unavoidable temptation for any monk, even for the Nascent Soul stage monk.

After a moment, Bai Tianying said with a little dryness:

"The spiritual army uses it, but the spiritual vein transmission technique. This technique has been widely circulated. Why should fellow Daoist Wei come and ask Bai again?"

Wei Wuya sneered and said coldly:

"Why should fellow Taoist Bai deceive each other with false words? Although the spiritual vein transmission technique is mysterious, it would be nonsense to say that it can allow hundreds of thousands of mortals in Yue Kingdom to have cultivation without spiritual roots!"

"Fellow Taoist is a monk from the Yinyue Sect, why bother to be a dog for Huangfeng Valley? What's more, Huangfeng Valley itself is just a vicious dog from the Qifeng Mansion of unknown origin."

"If fellow Taoist is willing to give me a satisfactory answer, I will have a piece that is no less than this size..."
Chapter completed!