Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

"That's right! What do you mean, as long as you give up some land, you can turn a conflict into friendship?"

"They think we don't know that the Mulan people are just lost dogs now. I'm afraid we don't have to fight them. Even if we drag them on bit by bit, they can be slowly worn out."

Another fat old man said with a treacherous look on his face.

Master Zhiyang walked forward slowly, with a thoughtful look on his face:
"What puzzles me is why these Mulan masters are so confident. After all, there have been ten gambling fights in total!"

"I guess there's something fishy about it!"

Listening to Master Zhiyang's words, all the Nascent Soul cultivators present were speechless.

All the monks present were in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and they were all old monsters nearly a thousand years old. They were all scheming people. Naturally, they knew that the Mulan people proposed this bet, and there must be some tricks or hidden tricks.

So everyone thought carefully about it.

Yan Yun touched his chin with a smile on his lips.

This so-called gambling fight is actually just a trap set by the Mulan people.

The purpose is to trap Tiannan's ten mid-stage Nascent Soul monks, and the remaining high-level magicians will come out at this time to catch all the remaining high-level monks in Tiannan.

Even if ten mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators escape from the trap by then, they will be unable to save the situation.

"However, no matter what tricks the Mulan people have, this seems to be a good opportunity for us. If we can kill a few more high-level magicians before the army fights, it will definitely be of great help to us."

Wei Wuya snorted lightly, but he was very confident and looked at all the monks present:
"Since the Mulan people want to wager a war, then we will wager a war. After all, these ten gambling wars are also related to the captured monks of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance."

Master Zhiyang looked gloomy and nodded slightly: "In each battle, there will be more than a hundred monks captured, of which at least ten are alchemy-forming monks, and the rest are all foundation-building monks."

"You must know that this is the mainstay of our middle-level Tiannan, and we cannot be killed by the Mulan people."

Yan Yun touched his chin. Naturally, Yan Yun didn't care whether these monks were dead or alive. Instead, he looked at Master Zhi Yang.

He is the leader of the Zhengdao Sect, so naturally he will not stand idly by.

And if he wants to win, he will definitely ask himself to take action.

Xuantian Immortal Vine will naturally fall into his hands.

Looking at the extremely silent hall, Master Zhiyang glanced at everyone and said with a solemn expression:

"I think everyone understands that we must win this gambling battle. Of course, because it is a life-and-death battle, whether you are willing to fight or not depends entirely on the voluntary participation of fellow Taoists. The three of us will not force it."

"Volunteer?"

Upon hearing this, all the Nascent Soul old monsters below all sneered in their hearts, and then their eyes flickered and they fell silent.

After all, everyone is not a fool, and no one is willing to risk their lives for someone they have nothing to do with.

Anyone who can break through the Nascent Soul stage has to endure hundreds of years of hard work to survive.

How could he risk his life so easily?

Seeing the expressions of everyone in the hall, the old devil Hehuan's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

However, all the monks present sat still and no one spoke.

Seeing this, Master Zhi Yang shook his head, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Wei Wuya narrowed his eyes and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

In such an embarrassing situation, Master Zhiyang did not let it continue, but spoke again:
"My two Taoist friends and I discussed it before we came here. This gambling battle is really dangerous. Therefore, if the monks who go out to fight win, the rare materials won in the gambling battle will be privately owned by the winning Taoist friends."

"And as far as I know, several fellow Taoists seem to be lacking some rare materials in their cultivation and can't find them anywhere."

Speaking of this, Master Zhiyang glanced slightly sideways, looked at Yan Yun not far away, and laughed softly: "The three of us have some collections, which can satisfy these Taoist friends."

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, naturally knowing the implication of Master Zhiyang's words, it was obviously the Xuantian Immortal Vine.

But Yan Yun's face was expressionless, but his eyes were looking at Wei Wuya who was not far away.

Wei Wuya, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and looked at the Broken Soul Master beside him. His lips moved slightly and he actually transmitted the message.

The soul-shattering master, who was originally lowering his head and eyebrows, changed his expression, and there was a look of surprise on his face at first.

Then a look of surprise appeared.

After listening to a few more words. Master Broken Soul opened and closed his mouth silently, and actually started talking with Wei Wuya.

After a while, Master Broken Soul looked hesitant, his face uncertain.

At the same time, the big man in black robe also sent a message to the old devil Hehuan.

This old devil had always had a nonchalant expression since he arrived in the hall, but after hearing the voice transmission from the great elder of his sect, he immediately frowned and his expression became gloomy.

I don’t know what the big man told him.

"Okay, as long as the Master can keep his promise, it doesn't matter if I just take a risk!"

Master Broken Soul thought for a while and then said this.

Hearing this, the other old monsters were stunned.

But at this moment, Old Demon Yunlu also spoke:

"Since all fellow Taoist Broken Souls have participated, I would like to go there too. It would be a pity not to have so many rare materials."

The old devil said with a sneer, but there was a hint of sullenness between his eyebrows, as if he was full of displeasure.

The other monks looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, they were secretly surprised.

No matter how they were persuaded, it still made the others feel uneasy.

Sure enough, the following three monks spoke to several people in detail one after another.

As a result, after hearing this, most of these people agreed to the gambling trip with joy or worry.

Only two people shook their heads with cold faces and rejected the matter.

Yan Yun touched his chin and looked at Master Zhiyang with a vague gaze.

Sure enough, he suddenly said:
"Fellow Daoist Yan, as long as you are willing to take action, I will give you the Xuantian Immortal Vine!"

Listening to Master Zhiyang's voice transmission, Yan Yun showed a smile on his lips, then slowly stood up, glanced at Master Zhiyang not far away, and said:
"I'm willing to take action."

Yan Yun's words naturally aroused the attention of several Nascent Soul cultivators. After all, Yan Yun was the one who could escape from the hands of the late Nascent Soul cultivators.

This is not an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul monk. Now seeing Yan Yun speak, some monks who were originally wavering agreed.

As a result, in a short period of time, five monks agreed to this matter.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Master Zhiyang was very satisfied.

Immediately, he stopped communicating with others and began to make specific arrangements on how to deal with the army of mages.

Sitting in the hall, listening to the old monsters discussing the reality of the mage army and how to use formation flags and other formation equipment. Dealing with detailed issues such as the extremely difficult spiritual magic array for mages

The party lasted for nearly an hour. Among the three monks, Master Zhiyang was obviously the main one, and the old demon Hehuan made supplementary remarks from time to time. Wei Wuya, on the other hand, was taciturn and didn't say a few words in total.

However, during the discussion, both Master Zhiyang and Old Demon Hehuan clearly looked down upon Long Han.

When encountering matters related to the Tiandao Alliance, they will ask for their opinions.

After all, although Long Han and his wife are monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, they can compete with the monks in the late stage of Yuanying together.

This will be crucial in the upcoming battle. In the end, everything was discussed and given to the monks who did not participate in the gambling war.

Most of them are assigned some more specific responsibilities.

Then, with Master Zhiyang's words for all the fellow Taoists to go back and prepare, everyone said goodbye and left.

But three monks were left alone, including Yan Yun.

The other two people, one is the old demon Yunlu, and the other is a beautiful woman with a bloodless complexion.

This woman, like Yan Yun, remained silent during the discussion just now.

"Junior brother, come with me. I have something to talk to you alone!"

The big man in black robe waited for everyone to leave, and said to the old devil Yunlu expressionlessly.

Then he went to the side hall without looking back.

Old Demon Yunlu's eyes flickered, and after hesitating for a while, he followed silently.

Very in awe of the old monster Hehuan.

"Fellow Taoists Yan and Bai, we can have a good talk."

Zhiyang Master first waited for the old monster Hehuan and the old devil Yunlu to leave. He did not take Yan Yun and the woman to other places, but solemnly spoke to them directly in the main hall.

Wei Wuya, on the other hand, put his hands behind his back and looked at the two of them calmly.

After hearing what Master Zhiyang said, before Yan Yun could answer anything, the beautiful woman frowned slightly and replied coldly:
"I am a weak and lonely woman, but it doesn't matter whether Mulan invades Tiannan or Tiannan invades Mulan."

"If you hadn't sent a message this time, saying that you have that thing in your hand, I wouldn't have come out at all. The ugly words are ahead. If the thing in your hand doesn't satisfy me, I will turn around and leave."

This woman was actually rude to Master Zhi Yang when she spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, why is this necessary? Although I made some mistakes about what happened back then, it was actually for your own good."

Master Zhiyang did not get angry when he heard this, but said gently.

"Well, I will decide whether it is right or wrong. Don't mention what happened back then. Just take out your things."

The woman's face darkened and she said coldly.

Seeing the woman's unkind expression, Master Zhiyang could only helplessly shake his head and reach out to touch the storage bag. A white jade box appeared in his hand.

The jade box looks ordinary on the surface. It seems to be no different from ordinary white jade.

But the moment the box first appeared, the temperature of the entire hall dropped sharply.

The woman surnamed Bai sensed the cold air emanating from the box. There was a hint of excitement on his face.

At this time, Master Zhiyang sent the jade box to the woman without saying a word.

Take the jade box. The woman gently opened the lid and took a look.

With Yan Yun's spiritual consciousness, there is no need to look. He also sensed the contents of the box clearly.

They are a pair of crystal-clear and translucent silkworm chrysalis, exuding a silky white air.

Yan Yun frowned secretly, the image of this silkworm chrysalis was so strange, it seemed to be the ice and snow silkworm chrysalis ranked low on the strange insect list.

Although this strange insect is not very powerful against the enemy, it has other incredible magical powers that are very difficult to find.

If this woman has something that needs to be solved by this silkworm, she agrees to participate in the gambling battle with Master Zhiyang. It's understandable.

"Why is it a silkworm chrysalis and not an adult snow silkworm?"

To Yan Yun's surprise, when the woman saw the pupa, her face turned a bit ugly.

"Fellow Daoist Bai. These pair of snow silkworms were found in the ice layer hundreds of feet below the ice cave."

"This is not an ordinary ice and snow silkworm, but the top quality Qingwang silkworm among snow silkworms. If you look carefully with your spiritual sense, you can find abnormalities inside this pupa."

Master Zhiyang's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

"Qingwang Silkworm?"

Upon hearing this, the woman's expression changed, and she used her spiritual consciousness to probe into the depths of the silkworm chrysalis with some doubts.

After a while, the expression on his face softened.

"How about this pair of Qingwang silkworms? Although they are still chrysalis, once they hatch, even the larvae should be enough for you."

Master Zhiyang stared at the woman and asked.

"I have accepted the things. I will participate in the gambling battle."

The woman hesitated for a moment. He put the jade box away.

"Okay, with Bai Taoist friend Yun Xue's magical power, I will definitely win against a mere sorcerer."

Master Zhi Yang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

After hearing this, the woman surnamed Bai kept her expression calm. She said the word "goodbye" lightly in her mouth, and walked out of the hall, looking very indifferent.

Master Zhi Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When Wei Wuya saw this, he sneered but didn't say anything.

There was a trace of hesitation on his face, and he thought for a moment.

Then he reached into his cuff and took out a light yellow thing about the thickness of his thumb and five or six inches long.

Like part of a plant's rhizome.

"This is the rhizome of the Xuantian Immortal Vine, and it is what I promised my Taoist friends!"

Looking at the Xuantian Immortal Vine roots handed over by Master Zhiyang, a hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and then he said lightly: "In this case, I will be disrespectful."

As he spoke, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and saw a stream of light directly sucking the Xuantian Immortal Vine into the storage bag.

As Yan Yun touched the Xuantian Immortal Vine, the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in his dantian suddenly emitted a faint bluish-purple light.

It seems that the root diameter of this Xuantian Immortal Vine is extremely demanding.

This is normal, after all, these are the oldest vine-like spiritual roots in the world. Without exception, these fairy vines are not the ancient spiritual roots that first appeared when a certain world was created and chaos was born.

Whether the spirit flowers bloom or the earth spirit fruits are produced, they all have incredible magical powers that ignore the laws of heaven and earth in this world, and are truly heaven-defying existences.

In the original work, Han Li revived it with Huiyang True Water, and then cultivated it with a small green bottle.

He successfully brought it to fruition and obtained the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword, which can be said to be the most powerful killing move when Han established the spiritual world.

Now that this Xuantian Immortal Vine is in his hands, his majesty cannot be diminished.

Yan Yun, who had obtained the Xuantian Immortal Vine, had no intention of staying here anymore. Instead, he glanced at Master Zhiyang and said calmly:
"Since I have obtained the Xuantian Immortal Vine, I will naturally participate in the gambling battle in seven days. It is getting late now, so Yan will go back first. After all, there are some preparations before the battle."

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yan is still impatient. The gambling battle is not a trivial matter. Naturally, we need to make more preparations."

Master Zhiyang smiled slightly and said politely: "The two of us will not keep any more Taoist friends."

Yan Yun nodded immediately, cupped his fists, turned around and walked out of the hall. (End of chapter)