Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 277 I dare not forget such deep hatred!

The sudden defection of sects and aristocratic families in Shizhou made Xianmeng somewhat unexpected.

In Yingzhou Qinglian Immortal Mansion, in a hidden meeting hall, several majestic middle-aged men sat in it, talking leisurely while drinking tea.

If someone used the Tuning Stone to record the scene in front of them, it would definitely cause an uproar among the people of Shizhou.

Because each of these people is the lord of ten states and one mansion, it is really rare for so many mansion lords to gather together.

They are Cao Keng from Kunlun Mansion in Zuzhou, Lu Anzhi from Qinglian Mansion in Yingzhou, Yang Zhicheng from Fengsheng Mansion in Yanzhou, Wei Jing from Wuzhi Mansion in Yuanzhou, Meng Ju from Kunwu Mansion in Liuzhou, Tang Gang from Chouyin Mansion in Shengzhou, and Changzhou Mansion. He Miao of Chensi Prefecture.

Except for Qingqiu Mansion in Fenglin State, Qianlong Mansion in Abbot State, and Kaiyuan Mansion in Xuanzhou, the masters of the Ten State Immortal Mansions have all arrived.

"The Qingqiu mansion and the abbot's mansion, one is the territory of the monster clan, and the other is the territory of the dragon clan, so it's normal that they didn't come, but what about the Taixuan mansion in Xuanzhou?"

Lu Anzhi of Qinglian Mansion glanced at the people sitting in front of him with some doubts. As the host, he had been busy just now, so that now he realized that the mansion master of Kaiyuan Mansion in Xuanzhou was missing.

"It's my fault that Xuanzhou Taixuan Mansion didn't come."

The one who answered Lu Anzhi was Cao Keng, the leader of the Ten State Immortal League.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Lu Anzhi was stunned and said.

"Because the Kaiyuan Sect in Xuanzhou is currently in civil strife, this is a good opportunity for our Xianmeng to control the Kaiyuan Sect, so I asked Lu Yun, the head of the Taixuan Palace, to stay in Xuanzhou."

Lu Anzhi explained.

"But in this way, wouldn't we lose a little help in our attack on Qiushui?"

Lu Anzhi said worriedly.

"On this point, Brother An Zhi can rest assured that the Chensi Mansion in Changzhou is more than enough to fill the vacancy in the Taixuan Mansion. What's more, there are no fewer than ten sects like ours who have surrendered. With their help, we are not afraid of Qiushui."

He Miao, Chensi Prefecture, Changzhou

"Before the Heavenly Punishment Order was issued, each of these sects was righteous and stern, calling our Xianmeng's accusation against the Ten States a crime they wanted to add. Now it's good to ask us for orders to crusade against Qiushui. In my opinion, it's okay. Let these grasses roll as far as possible, with our few strengths, and the help of Hell, plus the Heavenly Punishment Formation, why can't we worry about destroying Qiushui?"

The person who said this was Yang Zhicheng from Fengsheng Mansion of Yanzhou. This Yang Zhicheng spoke in a strange way, his face was covered with makeup, and his eyebrows and eyes were completely like a daughter's.

While he was speaking, the big hand on the table kneaded an iron ball like dough into various shapes without moving.

"If it's as simple as you said, do we need to plan for so long? That is Qiushui, the last bastion of human cultivators in Shizhou when the demons rose!"

He Miao gave Yang Zhicheng a white look.

"Also, I really beg you not to underestimate these sects. At present, there is no sect that has surrendered to us that is over 300 years old. Not to mention anything else, our Changzhou Luchai Sect still has a swordsman." Buddha!"

He drew his voice very long, as if he wanted the people in front of him to pay attention to this issue.

"Sword Buddha, Sword Buddha, I think he is old and immortal. After all these years, he has been begging for help with a chessboard. Have you ever seen him holding a sword? I wonder if he has already fallen!"

Yang Zhicheng confronted each other.

"I have long heard that the master of Yanzhou Fengsheng Mansion has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. I never thought that seeing him today would really live up to his reputation!"

He Miao sneered.

"you……"

"Stop making noise."

Yang Zhicheng's face was livid with anger when he heard the words. The word he hated the most in his life was well-developed limbs. He was about to stand up and scold He Miao back, but was interrupted by Cao Keng who was sitting above the conference hall.

"He Miao is right. Every state basically has an ancient sect like Changzhou Luchaizong and Xuanzhou Kaiyuanzong. They all have some good tricks behind them. If you really push them, let If they join forces, even if we have the help of Hell, even if we can use the Heavenly Punishment Formation to destroy Qiushui, what should we do after we destroy Qiushui? How much strength do we have to fight with them? Give them benefits, we don’t want to give them in the future, if we regret it, let them spit it out obediently.”

Cao Keng said earnestly.

Seeing that his words were obviously on He Miao's side, Yang Zhicheng immediately snorted coldly, then closed his eyes and said nothing, but the iron ball in his hand was crushed into powder by him.

When He Miao saw Cao Keng standing by his side, his face immediately looked better, but he was not the kind of person who would be unreasonable and unforgiving, so he didn't continue to talk about it.

"You told me earlier that there was a loosening in Changzhou. How is the situation now?"

Cao Keng looked at He Miao.

"Waiting for an answer, there is definitely no need to have any expectations for the Sword Buddha line. Our only breakthrough is his eldest son Xu Daoning, but just to be prudent, I asked him for three hundred Griffin Heavenly Riders."

He Miao said:
"I've heard about Xu Daoning, although he didn't directly express his expectations, but I can feel that Xu Daoning is different from Sword Buddha. Being cautious, I am even more unwilling to nest in a corner of Shizhou."

"Wait...you and I still have a day."

Cao Keng frowned.

"If Lu Chaizong can be leveraged, the next situation will be much easier for us, and we don't have to worry about how to clean up the mess after Qiushui is wiped out."

There was a hint of worry in his voice.

Although this Cao Keng is the leader of the Ten Provinces Immortal League, and this time's Heavenly Punishment against Qiushui was also planned by him for a hundred years, he is not an optimistic person.

On the contrary, he has maintained a pessimistic attitude towards this matter from beginning to end, but the most terrifying thing about this person is his pessimism.

This pessimism that has always been lingering in his heart allows him to see the current situation more clearly than anyone else, so that he will not miss the opportunity to wipe out even a trace of "autumn water" to turn things around.

"Master Tang Gang, I don't know how far your hexagram is calculated?"

Cao Keng was still a little worried, so he turned his attention to Tang Gang from the Chouyin Mansion in Shengzhou. This Tang Gang is the leading hexagram master in ten prefectures. Before this trip, Cao Keng asked him to do a divination. Inauspicious.

"Nothing found..."

Tang Gang shook his head, put a blank jade slip on the table and said, his bloodless and pale face was full of shame.

"It's hard for you. It's not easy to spy on such secrets, but I have to trouble you to continue watching this hexagram. Even if the hexagram appears just before the crusade against Qiushui, it is very important to us."

Cao Keng comforted him.

"Leader Fang Xin, even if all my lifespan is exhausted, I will continue to look at this hexagram."

Tang Gang said very firmly.

Hearing this, Cao Keng nodded in satisfaction.

"Actually, Chairman Cao, you really worry too much. Whether Lu Chaizong will vote or not, our battle with Qiushui is inevitable. Chairman Cao doesn't have to take this matter too seriously. What we should do today is everything. Done."

Meng Ju of Kunwu Mansion in Liuzhou suddenly said:

"In the past hundred years, through our secret instigation, Qiushui has been fighting with Hell, and every time a good seedling emerges in Qiushui, we have pinched it out early. This kind of warm water boiled frogs so that they were green and yellow, and never appeared again. Nian Zhenren is such an unworldly genius. If you can achieve this level, you and I will not be able to destroy this autumn water. It may really be like the proverb passed down by our ancestors. An inch of mud under your feet'."

Hearing this, everyone laughed, and the laughter was full of contempt for Meng Ju's proverb.

"Probably I'm really worrying too much."

Cao Keng also smiled.

"Actually, most of the mountain gates this time came for the rumored ancient secret that was pressed under the mountains of the autumn water. Some said that this thing could allow cultivators to break through the shackles of the heavenly gate and reach the sky in one step. It is said that it can solve the mystery of the fall of cultivators from the Ten States, does League Leader Cao know about this?"

Wei Jing of Yuanzhou Wuzhi Mansion suddenly looked at Cao Keng meaningfully and said.

Wei Jing's question, in fact, all the ten state governors present wanted to ask, because it involved the distribution of interests among the people present, but because it was too sensitive, everyone was waiting for the first person to speak.

"Yes, I'm curious too."

"It's an exaggeration to reach the sky in one step, but the ancient secrets under the autumn water are not like a rumor."

So as soon as Wei Jing spoke, everyone immediately joined in. Even Yang Zhicheng, who was still closing his eyes to recuperate because of sullenness, opened his eyes, and the movement of kneading the iron ball was much slower.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Cao Keng smiled.

"The existence of Qiushui itself is not simple. If someone says that there are ancient secrets hidden under it, I don't doubt it at all. His overly rich aura of heaven and earth is the best proof."

To everyone's surprise, Cao Keng's answer was extremely natural.

"But you must understand one thing."

Cao Keng glanced at the people sitting and continued:
"Our plan for nearly a hundred years this time is not for this ancient secret. We are here to change the pattern of these ten states and let these rotten sects get out of the fairy house. Have you forgotten that you and I were young?" How did you get through it? Have you forgotten how we survived from the pile of dead people in the ruins at the foot of the Zongmen Mountain? Have you forgotten your close friends and relatives who died tragically under the sword of Zongmen? Forgot that Is it the shame of being abandoned by the sect like nothing?"

Only Cao Keng said in an unusually emotional voice.

The palace masters present fell silent instantly when they heard the words. It was obvious that Cao Keng's words had touched the most vulnerable part of their hearts.

As Cao Keng said, a large part of the high-level officials in the Immortal Mansion are actually abandoned sons of the former sect.

For them, fighting against Qiushui is actually fighting against the humiliation they once had.

The biggest difference between the cultivators of the Immortal Mansion and the cultivators of the Zongmen lies in the different objects they seek.

For Zongmen cultivators, practice is a journey of seeking the Tao.As for the cultivators of Xianfu, especially the early cultivators of Xianfu, most of them have mediocre aptitude and hopeless path. For them, practice is just to survive, let themselves live, and then live better.

"If this ancient secret really exists, I, Cao Keng, will not be stingy, so what if I give it all to you?"

After a pause, Cao Keng continued:
"But you have to remember that the motivation for us to survive humiliation and painstakingly plan for more than a hundred years is not some ancient secret, but our monstrous hatred for these sects. This autumn water is the first mountain we overthrow, but it is by no means The last mountain that you and I overthrow, even if it is the day when your life energy is exhausted, your descendants must remember that we have absolutely no possibility of coexistence with these sects!"

"I dare not forget such deep hatred!"

Hearing this, several palace masters shouted angrily with bloodshot eyes.

Among these cultivators in the Immortal Mansion, at least Cao Keng, at least these Palace Masters, had no adulterated hatred for Zongmen or Qiu Shui.

"good news!"

At this moment, He Miao of Changzhou Chensi Mansion suddenly stood up.

I saw him holding a piece of burning talisman paper in both hands, and a line of small characters appeared in the flames of the talisman paper——

"Three hundred Griffin Knights will reach Qiushui tomorrow."

"Lu Chaizong agreed!"

The corners of his mouth raised his eyes and looked at Cao Kengdao brightly.

So Cao Keng's last worry was eliminated, and he stood up and looked at the palace masters with a sinking face and said:

"All the prefectures are under orders. Tomorrow at Maoshi, the armies of the seven prefectures will gather together in the autumn waters and start the Heavenly Punishment Formation!"

(End of this chapter)