Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 510 Mingjiao's Calculation

The three of them rushed all the way back to the main altar of the Ming Cult in a disheveled state. They breathed heavily and looked at each other. With bitterness on his face, Cyrus sighed: "Now I have not hurt Xiao Qianli, but I have paid eight thousand for nothing. Believers, what can I do?"

Su Huanfei also smiled wryly and said: "I have worked hard to preach for more than a year, and now I have lost [-]% of the war. If the leader knows, he will be severely punished!"

"It doesn't matter!" Cyrus shook his head and said, "If the leader blames it, I will naturally bear it!"

"What did the right envoy say?" Mo Junzhi sighed, "The three of us have a share, and we have to bear it together. Some believers in the area will die as soon as they die. What a hero the leader is? Presumably, he will not blame too much!"

Cyrus smiled wryly, and said in a low voice: "The death of the eight thousand believers is the second best thing. It is a pity that the deputy envoy of Huangtian, Pylas, died. Together with the luggage he escorted, it was also turned into fly ash. Now there are only supplies left in the mountains. It's less than half a month, and after half a month, I'm afraid something will happen."

Reminded by Ju Lushi's words, Mo Junzhi and Su Huanfei immediately became nervous, and Su Huanfei hurriedly said: "Zhensheng is better? If Xiao Qianli is allowed to act recklessly at the foot of the mountain, our supply team will send a Fight one, and within a month, there will be chaos in the church."

Cyrus has always claimed to be resourceful, but now he has lost his mind. After pondering for a long time, there is nothing he can do. He shook his head and said, "You have also seen that even the Vulcan sacrificial array cannot hurt Xiao Qianli. Now the left envoy can't retreat, often King Ming died in battle, but King Ming Gu recovered less than [-]% of his skills. Among the four banner envoys, Tutian was seriously injured by Jinglei Banner, Huangtian and Jedi were not in the mountains, and only Changfeng Banner envoy Zhan Beiye was left. Even if we add The four of Zhan Beiye teamed up, but it was no match for his martial arts."

Mo Junzhi and Su Huanfei also smiled wryly again and again, and Su Huanfei sighed softly: "It is said that our sect has strong soldiers and strong horses, with envoys on the left and right, kings of four Mings, four banners of wind and thunder, and they pretend to be masters like clouds. After fighting the Kunlun War, they are now It's stretched..."

When the three of them were sighing and sighing, suddenly someone rushed in all the way from the door, knelt down on one knee, and reported loudly: "You envoy, two kings of Ming, the saint is here!"

"Probably something happened..." Hearing the invitation from the saint, the three of them looked at each other with wry smiles, and Cyrus ordered, "Got it, let's go now!"

The three of them were dejected, and walked slowly into the small hall, only to see that there was no sound in the hall, and a girl in white was facing the door, praying respectfully to the holy image of Ahura Mazda.The three of them didn't dare to make a sound, they all quietly knelt down behind Lin Xi, and worshiped the holy elephant and the holy fire in ancient times.

The prayer ceremony was not long. After Lin Xi finished the ceremony, he got up again to take spices and kerosene, and solemnly added them to the Eternal Sacred Flame Platform.Then he turned around and asked in a deep voice: "Did eight thousand believers offer sacrifices, did they really not hurt a single hair on him?"

The three of them looked at each other, and could only lower their bodies, Cyrus tremblingly said: "Yes..."

Lin Xi sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "No wonder even my father is more afraid of him, even the Vulcan Sacrifice can't hurt him, could it be that..."

She suddenly stopped talking and ordered: "Everyone get up!"

The three stood up as they said, Lin Xi pondered for a while, and asked: "Since you have seen him make a move, tell me, does Master Chunyang have no weaknesses at all?"

weakness?

The three of them recalled the opponent's every move at that time, searched their brains, and hesitated for a long time.Mo Junzhi suddenly said: "At that time he broke out of the formation, we fled in a hurry, but he didn't catch up, maybe it's due to lightness..."

"Do you want to say that his lightness kung fu is a weakness?" Lin Xi sighed softly, shook his head and said, "If father hadn't gone to meet him and stopped Xiao Qianli, do you think he would still come back alive?"

"The leader made a move?" The three of them shook their bodies and looked at each other, each showing shame. Su Huanfei looked very depressed and said in a low voice: "I thought..."

Mo Junzhi pondered for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Did the leader give you any instructions?"

Lin Xi shook his head and sighed: "After my father came back, he only praised me, 'This man's cultivation is really extraordinary, even if he tries his best, it may only be a five or five number.'"

The three of them were terrified, Su Huanfei's face was filled with incredulity, and he asked, "Even the leader is only five or five, so who else in Mingjiao can control him?"

"No! There are still people!" Cyrus the right envoy suddenly looked bright, looked around the crowd, and said slowly, "Have you forgotten those people in the Holy Land?"

"Holy place?" Mo Junzhi shook his head again and again, "I'm afraid that far away water can't save near fire, and the holy place of Persian fire worship can't be less than ten thousand miles away. Even if I go back to report the letter now, I won't be able to return even half a year. At that time, I'm afraid the dust has already settled."

Listening to the three people's discussion, Lin Xi kept keeping it secret. At this moment, she suddenly spoke and said with a smile: "If you think about it at this time, my Mingjiao may have perished. As early as a few months ago, I had already studied and went to the Holy Land , ask 'that one' to dispatch! Counting the days, it must arrive within the year!"

"Within the year?" Cyrus' expression suddenly turned from joy to worry, and he murmured, "But our food and grass are not enough for half a month! There is at least a month left, so what should we do?"

"So, we have to figure out a way during this time!" Lin Xi suddenly stood up and said calmly, "Father still needs to make some preparations in order to kill this great enemy in one fell swoop, so we must not move lightly. With him around Xiao Qianli would not be able to act so quickly as a guard in the teaching. Therefore, how to transport the supplies to the mountain still needs everyone's collective wisdom."

Xiao Qianli's lack of food is really vicious, all the innate masters have the ability to fast, even if they don't eat or drink for more than ten days, it won't have too much influence.But there is no such thing as Xiantian. If food and grass are not available for a few days, there will be chaos on Tuomu'er Peak.

The four people in the hall were silent for a while, although they had already seen hope, but the half a month in the middle was like a gate of hell. .

It was already dusk, the breeze penetrated, and the wick burst out a spark, like wood carvings and stone carvings, the four of them reflexively took a look at the holy fire.

"Yes! That's it!" Lin Xi's expression changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something.

Seeing the saint's expression, the three of them looked at her in unison.

"Do you know where this bunch of holy fire comes from?"

All three of them were masters of Zoroastrianism and were familiar with the teachings. Su Huanfei immediately replied: "The holy fire is divided into three levels. The holy fire of ordinary people is sacrificed from clean wood and animal fat; the second level of holy fire is from [-] different occupations. The most sacred fire is our 'Flame of Victory'. This bunch must have been taken out by the saintess from the 'Flame of Victory' in the main altar and brought to the east."

Lin Xi nodded and said with a smile: "King Su Ming is really proficient in teachings, but how does this 'fire of victory' come into being?"

Su Huanfei smiled and said: "The Holy Maiden judged me. This 'fire of victory' is extremely precious. It is extracted from a thousand families of different classes, plus the sky fire inspired by lightning, a total of one thousand and one kinds of fire are collected. And...huh?"

Speaking of this, Cyrus and Mo Junzhi couldn't help but their eyes brightened.

(End of this chapter)