I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1121 Internal Affairs
Ghost clan.

Holy Land.

The magnificent palace.

The monk prostrating himself reported respectfully.

"Yan Hua is dead?"

The old man with long beard and white hair who was sitting high in the Wonderland Seat opened his eyes, and even the vertical eye on his forehead showed a bit of surprise: "Was it the work of the Blood Sea?"

"Blood Sea Taoist did take action, but he did not kill Yan Huasheng, but fought against the Buddha of the West."

The almighty presented the scene of that day in detail, without any exaggeration or alteration, as if everything was replaying before him normally.

“He took action.” The long-bearded three-eyed old man in the wonderland sighed and nodded.

Xuehai finally expressed his attitude.

As the ancestor of one of the ten clans of Yintian, Taoist Xuehai is extraordinary in both talent and Taoism. If he did not want to realize the perfect method of repairing the sky, Taoist Xuehai would not be stuck in this realm.

The great man hesitated for a moment and said, "Old Ancestor, the people in the clan are very angry."

"Because that magical weapon is specifically designed to defeat my race."

"This battle shows even more magical power."

"My cultivators are naturally half a level lower than him. If they meet him, they will have a hard time surviving."

The three-eyed, long-bearded old man said calmly, "He practices the way of life and death and the law of reincarnation. Our cultivators are naturally subject to some control. Don't act rashly for the time being. He will face a great disaster, and someone will take him in when the time comes."

"Then I will crush the weapons and break the cycle of life and death."

"Go to the East Desert and ask that person if he still remembers the agreement."

"Here!"

……

"No need to be polite."

Wu Rong took two steps forward and supported the many powerful men of the Underworld.

After some greetings, the great men were invited into the main hall of the ship.

The banquet went on as scheduled.

It was night.

Guests enjoyed themselves.

The Hades cultivators followed Xiong Boshen away, leaving only Xiong Jianzun behind.

Although an alliance was reached, the Underworld Clan needed powerful men in all its territories. In addition, the cultivators still had to practice to maintain their cultivation, so they could not all follow the Underworld. So they asked the three-flower powerful Xiong Jianzun in the clan to ask for a job in the Underworld and accompany the Underworld in its expeditions to the south and the east.

Wu Rong temporarily stayed with the top leaders of the underworld to discuss future strategies.

Xiong Jianzun was also among them, but he was obviously just a spectator.

Wu Rong looked at the six great marquises and said, "Since you are willing to submit to the underworld, you should serve as officials in the court..."

Talk about the deeds of various tribes in the demonic land.

At the same time, he ordered other gods to measure the land and divide it into large counties, and all the people in the underworld had to obey his orders.

A powerful person can have his own dojo, but without such a large territory and resources, he can only retain his spiritual veins.

Everyone was still immersed in the joy of defeating the underworld.

When they heard it suddenly, they all frowned.

It is fine to serve as an official in the court. It is just an idle position anyway. You can come and go as you please like a guest official.

Secondly, all resources and clans must be brought under the control of the imperial court.

Not to mention them, even the saints of hundreds of races would probably have doubts.

Taoist Fire Crow tucked his robe into his sleeves, smacked his lips and shrank his neck.

He wanted to have some opinions, but after experiencing it himself, he became completely obedient.

Bing Fengxi looked around. He thought everyone would stand up, but he didn't expect that everyone was silent. At most, some people looked questioning but didn't say anything.

The remaining few people were even less talkative. They were more concerned about the accumulation of their clan and their vast territory.

However, the unification of the underworld is an inevitable trend and the princes will not be allowed to own their own land, otherwise there will be two results.

1: Go far away.

2: Fight a battle with the underworld.

The powerful demon who had fled to another place was easily captured, and the underworld people who had fought with him also calmed down.

Anyone who wants to try that person's methods can do so.

Wu Rong glanced over and said calmly, "This matter has been decided. Let's proceed as usual."

"Once the remaining gods have been counted, they will issue identity tokens to the underworld."

……

hum!
The giant ship roared like an ancient ferocious beast, shaking the sky.

The majestic steam from the internal combustion furnace blocked out the sun and the sky, as if turning into an eternal sky.

The accompanying fleet was like a surging herd of beasts but moving in an orderly manner, and when the giant ship used its magical power to open the nodes of the net and expand the ripples, it sailed into the void with the giant ship.

……

Shura giant ship.

Inside the account.

The Shura clan’s top leaders gathered together.

"What does he mean?!"

Luo Manping looked at the ancestor in astonishment, frowning and saying, "Do we, the Shura clan, also have to follow the rules?"

Luo Tiangui stood up angrily and said loudly: "When his underworld was weak, he couldn't even resist the invasion of the demons in the north. It was my clan that sent soldiers to guard the border for him. It was also because of my clan that he was able to develop steadily in the next sixty years. Now that he has unified the northwest, great, now that he is strong, should my clan also be included in it?"

The first seat, Luo Shentong, who had an immortal look, held the teacup and said nothing.

Luo Tianluo is the person in charge of the underworld, but he still has doubts about such a decision: "He... can't be so ungrateful."

While speaking, he looked at the clan leader Luo Manping.

"Clan leader..."

"I disagree. The underworld should promise us independence!" Another great saint from the Shura clan stood up and responded.

"independent!"

"Must be independent!"

The saints of the Shura clan kept shouting and yelling, and were almost scolding Wu Rong for being ungrateful.

Luo Manping felt uncomfortable, as he thought that the Shura tribe would reap huge profits if they invested early on. They would indeed get promoted and make money, and would have the opportunity to advance further if they won military merits, but the price they had to pay was too heavy.

This is like putting the entire Shura clan on the chariot of his underworld.

If you can't be independent, you will lose the power to swing. In the end, you should become part of a big force or become a big clan.

Even if it has great benefits, what about the Shura clan’s own revival?
What about the ambition to become a powerful clan in the cloudy sky?

The ancients said: It is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

Luo Tianluo shouted: "You need to be strong enough to be independent!"

"Otherwise, if we start making trouble, it will give the underworld an excuse to send troops, and we, who were originally in the right, will also be suppressed."

"If we all die, who will be able to take charge of the Shura clan?"

Luo Tiangui slammed the table in anger and shouted coldly: "You can't just swallow your anger. I don't believe that the underworld dares to go against the world's condemnation and swallow up our benefactor."

Luo Tianluo said in a deep voice: "Clan leader, go talk to the palace master. Based on your friendship with that person..., why don't we let Luo Yangwu come to negotiate. After all, he was once that person's 'disciple'. If he comes to intercede, we will definitely be able to win independence."

"You all know Yang Wu's physical condition. He is just hanging on for life. If you let him meet Tu Shanjun, will he side with us?"

"I disagree."

"I don't agree either."

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"Luo Yangwu must play a more important role." I don't know who said this out of the blue.

"nonsense!"

Luo Manping scolded angrily, and the Great Saint's spirit was surging. He pointed at the noses of the Shura clan leaders and cursed: "Since when have we had to rely on a child to survive, and to use a child as a bargaining chip? You saints are shameless, but I still have dignity."

"Everyone wants to be independent. Okay, you should hand over your identity tokens from the underworld first."

"No one should use the Great Realm to practice."

"No one should take the Yinhun Pill."

"No one should use the merits of the underworld to exchange for anything, let alone enjoy the various constructions and resources of the underworld."

"If you can give up these things, I will risk my life and go and tell Tushan Jun not to do so."

The Shura saints were scolded so badly that they all kept silent. It was true that they wanted independence, but it was not easy for them to give up the things in their hands.

The underworld identity token is of great benefit to spiritual practice, and the Yinhun Pill has completely replaced all spiritual practice pills. Various infrastructure and resources will also bring great benefits to the Shura clan.

Apart from anything else, just the establishment of a school has given the Shura clan a lot more foundation.

They are certainly unwilling to give these up.

Luo Tiangui hesitated for a long time before he finally managed to say: "This is what we deserve. Back then, we..."

"Back then, back then..."

Luo Manping was furious: "How long are you going to complain about guarding the North Demon Abyss? A favor can also be a grudge. Do you really think that Wu Rong has no ability to suppress the Demon Abyss, but it was difficult to do so at that time, and he had to improve his internal development.

"What should I do?"

"Are we made of mud? Why don't we have temper?"

"us……"

"enough!"

"..."

"Are you done?" Luo Shentong looked at everyone calmly and filled his own cup of tea. The Monkey King next to him wanted to help but was pushed aside by Luo Shentong.

He took a sip of tea and said calmly, "The mansion master asked us to talk behind closed doors just to keep us respectable."

"Whoever doesn't want to be decent, I will help him be decent."

The saints of the Shura clan looked at the ancestor in astonishment.

"Ancestor."

"..."

"Ancestor!"

"Why don't you turn to..."

"It is an inevitable trend for the underworld to unify the northwest, and it is even more so for the Hades to surrender." Luo Shentong raised his head slightly and looked upwards.

He also realized that behind the Underworld was not only the Taiyi Shengxian Sect but most likely Dongyue. Apart from Dongyue, no one could make the Underworld make a choice so quickly.

If even the Yintian clan cannot disobey them, what can the Shura clan do?

"But we..."

……

"Report!"

"The Palace Master is just outside the palace."

The saint of the Shura clan hurried inside to report.

"Please."

"Do not."

"We'll go out together to greet you."

If it was the Wu Rong of the past, he was still at the Yihua realm at that time and could stay at that time. But it is different now. Wu Rong’s cultivation has greatly improved and they must go out. It is also to express the attitude of the Shura clan.

……

"Please excuse me, senior, to welcome you." Wu Rong, who came with the sedan chair, stepped forward with a smile.

"It should."

"please."

Enter the palace.

The saints who were making noise just now shut their mouths.

But they all looked at Luo Manping eagerly.

Luo Manping sighed. It was not easy for him to be the clan leader, but he had to try it anyway.

He bowed and said, "It's like this, Palace Master. It was Palace Master Ye who said that all the powerful people should hand over their territories and clans. We discussed it and our Shura clan..."

Luo Manping was a little embarrassed: "Can the Shura tribe be allowed to have...independence..."

Wu Rong, who was sitting on the upper seat, said with a smile: "Patriarch Luo, please stop talking about independence. I cannot give the Shura clan such power."

Luo Manping lowered his head with regret.

"but……"

"I have another plan."

"That is Shura tribe autonomy."

"autonomy?"

Luo Manping looked up at Wu Rong in surprise.

“What is autonomy?”

late.