Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1183 Eventful Autumn
"Oh? Mr. Peng, what's your opinion, you might as well say it, and we can all refer to it."

Tu Sandao smiled, obviously respecting this old Peng very much.

Originally, he was not called Tu Sandao, but every time he killed an enemy, he would use only three swords to take the opponent's life.

Over time, the people of Mi Luo Tiangong forgot his real name and gave him the nickname Tu Sandao!

"I don't dare to take it for a high opinion. According to this old man, the true strength of the Zhentian Pavilion is far beyond our imagination. Moreover, the owner of the Zhentian Pavilion-Jiang Mo, was appointed by His Majesty the Empress to arrest and go back. .”

"If the power he created himself was so easy to deal with, Her Majesty the Empress would not attach so much importance to it."

The monk known as Mr. Peng had his hands behind his back, and his back looked a little stooped. However, few people in this hall dared to despise what he said.

"According to Mr. Peng, what should this general do?" Tu Sandao asked.

"If there is nothing wrong with the information I inquired about, Zhentian Pavilion attaches great importance to a place called Moonwell."

"Also, the old man even sent his own disciples to infiltrate into the Moon Well, and found out that a teleportation array of ten thousand people was built there!" Peng Lao said unhurriedly.

After he finished speaking, everyone in the hall was stunned, their expressions somewhat astonished.

Not to mention anything else, just the large teleportation array of ten thousand people is very difficult to build.

Even in Miluo Tiangong, it doesn't mean that if you want to build a large teleportation array for ten thousand people, you can build it.

This kind of thing requires the consent of Her Majesty the Empress.

"So, this place of Yuejing is the military center of Zhentian Pavilion?" A gleam of light flashed in Tu Sandao's eyes.

As a general, what he likes most is fighting.

For a long time, he stood still, following the will of His Majesty the Empress.

Now, I finally found a clue to deal with Zhentian Pavilion.

The Northern Territory has long been in the hands of Tu Sandao, leaving Zhentian Pavilion.

With Tu Sandao's temper, it's really not easy to hold back until now.

In fact, when Her Majesty the Empress opened the passage to the Guixu Land, in addition to telling Jiang Mo to be captured and brought back, she also told her to unify the entire Guixu Land.

What Her Majesty the Empress means is that every inch of land in Tianwu Continent must be under the control of Miluo Tiangong.

"Maybe it's called an important military town, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Old Peng nodded and said.

"Okay, if this is the case, then this general will order you to invite Mr. Peng to fight and destroy the Moon Well in Zhentian Pavilion. Disrupt their positions and prepare for our general attack." Tu Sandao hit the back of the chair, Said in a deep voice.

In fact, if he hadn't been required to sit in command here, I'm afraid Tu Sandao would have gone into battle himself.

"Alright, it just so happens that the old man hasn't exercised for a long time. Let the old man come for a meeting, this young man appointed by His Majesty the Empress!" Mr. Peng smiled slightly, then bowed his back, and walked out of the hall slowly.

After Mr. Peng left the main hall, a bald monk from the main battle faction asked, "General Tu, why did we have to endure it for so long? Where can there be any real strong in a place like the Returning Ruins?"

"What do you know? Even Mr. Peng said so, there must be something extraordinary about Zhentian Pavilion."

"Don't look at Mr. Peng's strength, he is not the strongest. But his vision is so sharp that few people can match it." Tu Sandao glared at the bald monk and said.

"Get ready to fight. If Mr. Peng's trip goes well, there will be a big fight soon."

"For a long time, the Zhentian Pavilion has also given me a feeling of being incomprehensible."

After saying this, Tu Sandao's figure slowly disappeared from the spot, and those monks who were still in the hall were a little indifferent to his words.

……

During this time, Jiang Mo has been practicing.

Every day, I have to learn swordsmanship with Jianxiong. His progress is rapid, and Yijian Pingxian's mastery is perfect.

However, his mood became more and more restless.

There is a faint feeling that there is always something going to happen.

After daily practice, he would spend the remaining time with Ling'er, mother and daughter, and then teach Cang Xuechen some medicine refining techniques.

This kid did not disappoint Jiang Mo, even Jiang Mo felt that his progress in alchemy was impeccable.

In the future, Jiang Mo will definitely rest assured that Dan Pavilion will be handed over to him.

Today's Zhentian Pavilion is like a huge machine, running perfectly.

Everyone is playing their own role, making Zhentian Pavilion functioning in an orderly manner as an organic whole.

But it is a pity that people without long-term concerns must have near-term concerns.

Peaceful days don't always exist.

After spending half a month of leisurely time like this, the waves hidden in the dark have already begun to surge.

The situation in the Northern Territory is undercurrents, but without exception, all the spearheads are directed at Zhentian Pavilion.

The current appeal of Miluo Tiangong is already quite terrifying, no force dares to offend.

Small powers have been annexed by them, and those big powers are not willing to provoke Mi Luo Tiangong, who is in full swing.

Even, some big forces in other three domains are willing to provide some assistance to Miro Heavenly Palace, even though Miro Heavenly Palace does not need it.

"My lord, the God Gu Sect you drew my attention to has indeed been a bit strange recently."

Wu Nu came to Jiang Mo's side and said.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows.

If it is said that the thing that has made him uneasy recently is only Gu Shenzong, this is a good thing to some extent.

"They insisted that the young master of Gu Shenzong died in Zhentian Pavilion, and they want us to give an explanation. Otherwise, everyone will be poisoned to death." Wu Nu said.

"Oh? Did God Gu Sect say this in front of the Tiantian Pavilion disciples?" Jiang Mo asked.

"That's not true. It's just the news that the spies I sent out heard. These words have already spread among the people, and many people have believed them to be true."

"Some small sects that rely on Zhentian Pavilion and have good strength, after provoking Gu Shenzong, the disciples in the sect keep disappearing."

"However, I just couldn't find any evidence, it was the people from Gu Shenzong who did it."

"If this continues, the area under Zhentian Pavilion's jurisdiction will become chaotic."

Goddess Wu said with a worried expression.

"Did they say, what is the name of the young master of Gu Shenzong?" Jiang Mo rubbed his brows and said.

"It seems to be called... Miao Hongyue."

When she said this, Wu Nu's face changed slightly, and she also recalled what happened in Zhentian Pavilion back then.

That southern border gu master seems to be called Miao Hongyue.

Things in the world can't be such a coincidence, can they?
"That's right, it should be him. Have they revealed what will happen if the young master really dies in Zhentian Pavilion?" Jiang Mo walked to the wooden window and said, looking at the scenery in the distance.

"I won't let it go." In the end, Wu Nu said such a sentence.

"Since you can't let it go, then Zhentian Pavilion should strike first."

"I'll let you handle this matter."

Jiang Mo shook his head, left here, and sighed: "It's troublesome!"

(End of this chapter)