I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 40 Siege ([-])

"Enemy attack—!"

"Sound the alarm, quick!"

On the tower, the faces of the city guards who observed this scene changed drastically.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

A series of bells rang throughout Jialing City, which was the warning of the approaching war.

In the city guard's mansion, Li Tingyuan heard the bell, squinted his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself: "The siege time has been advanced by one day, and it is really cunning to invite immortals."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of red talisman paper from his bosom, ignited it, and said to the talisman paper: "The Immortal Sect has begun to attack the city, please come quickly, sir."

"Understood!" A voice sounded from the ignited flame.

Li Tingyuan breathed out, let go of his hand, let the talisman ash fall on the ground, and looked in the direction of the city gate: "The large formation protecting the city is temporarily disabled, I hope Commander Zhang can hold on."

"Report—Master Commander, a group of unknown troops was found outside the city. It is roughly estimated that the number of people is no less than [-]. Sir, please show me!"

Zhang Zonggu, the commander of the city guards, was looking up at a painting on the wall. When he heard the report from the guards, he didn't look back, and said calmly, "Got it, let's go down."

"This... yes, my lord." The guard froze for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally retreated.

"One move of Yinxianjiao's shit-stirring stick, and the situation in Jiangnan will be completely disrupted. Those big shots are chess players, and you and I are chess pieces." A voice came from nowhere, it sounded like a young man .

Zhang Zonggu was not surprised. He looked at the painting on the wall and said, "I didn't waste a communication talisman just to listen to your nonsense."

"Okay, the lord has ordered you to activate the teleportation array and guide His Highness and others to come while Yinxian Cult and the Great Zhou court are fighting to the death."

"Understood." Zhang Zonggu nodded and said in a deep voice.

"After the matter is completed, the Jiangnan half of the Great Zhou court will fall into the hands of our Fuguoshe, and our Great Yan will be restored to the country. At that time, His Highness will restore your ancestor's title of Lord Chai as promised."

"So, thank you, Your Highness, for me." Zhang Zonggu finally had a gleam in his eyes, and quietly clenched his fists.

"Farewell." After the voice finished speaking, there was no further movement.

In the painting hanging on the wall, a general in armor rides on a horse, draws a bow and sets an arrow, and aims at a fierce tiger. He is majestic and majestic, and there is a line of words beside it: Zhang Yongzhi, Duke of the Great Yanchai State, is hunting a tiger.

Zhang Zonggu looked up like this for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he put on his commander's armor, kowtowed respectfully to the portrait three times, then got up and strode out of the room.

"Sister Xiao."

In the Nuanyu Pavilion, Miao'er looked at Yun Xiang beside her, and asked, "Lord Xie Buddha has already activated, and more than [-] troops from my Holy Cult have surrounded the walls of Jialing City."

"Okay, order our people to stop the city guards who are going to support the city gates at all costs, and wait for the opportunity to open the city gates."

With a white veil on her face, Rue nodded slightly.

"In addition, tell them that when you act, you must not harm innocent people, let alone take the opportunity to rape and plunder. Anyone who disobeys the order will be beheaded!"

"Yes!" Miao Er nodded, took out the evil Buddha jade pendant, and gave the order.

After finishing all this, she smiled and said to Yun Xiang: "That guy named Xu Le really has some skills, he actually destroyed Jialing's defensive formation, if it wasn't for him, we might die if we attack the city." Few people."

"After this incident, Miao'er cured the ten-day incense poison for him."

Yun Xiang said calmly: "He has made meritorious service in the holy religion, I will report to the master, accept him into the teaching, and make him a white lotus envoy."

"What, sister wants him to be the white lotus envoy?" Miao Er opened her eyes wide and looked at Yun Xiang in surprise.

"good."

"But...but he's just a ninth-rank martial artist, and, according to the practice of my Bailian lineage, the Bailian Envoy has always been a woman. Sister Xiao, will this be too..."

"Do you know why he is not afraid of your Bliss San?" Yunxiang asked suddenly.

Miao Er frowned, shook her head after a while and asked, "Why?"

"If my guess is correct, he has a body of pure yang, but a fate of pure yin. He has a natural resistance to poisons like Ji Le San, but he has no resistance to poisons like Ten Rixiang."

"Pure Yang body, pure Yin fate? This is impossible! Sister, how can there be two completely opposite constitutions and fates in a person? This is unreasonable."

Miao Er was full of astonishment, she shook her head and said, "Such a person would never survive, but...he..."

"His age is beyond that, and I looked between his eyebrows. In recent days, there should have been a doomed catastrophe that caused him to die unexpectedly, but for some reason, he was able to pass through..."

At this moment, the master and servant looked at each other, and a word popped out of their minds at the same time.

"Change fate against the sky!"

"Could it be that... there was a senior in the first-rank holy realm who was able to change his fate against the sky and continue his fate?" Miao'er took a deep breath, and spoke cautiously, with fear and awe in her eyes.

The third-rank Grandmaster, the second-rank King Realm, and the first-rank Saint Realm.

These three represent the pinnacle of practitioners in the world, especially the first-rank realm. It is said that they have a lifespan of 3000 years, and they have the extraordinary means of calling wind and rain and changing fate against the sky.

It's a pity that first-rank cultivators have been extinct in the world for thousands of years and have become a legend.

Now the highest cultivation base in the world is nothing more than a third-rank grandmaster.

As for the practitioners of the second-rank king realm, some people say that there is a thousand-year-old ancestor in a certain sect who is the second-rank. Hidden in the old forest is a mighty statue of the second-rank king state.

There are different opinions, but no one has ever confirmed the existence of the second rank. Therefore, the third rank grandmaster is actually the peak existence in the world and the highest combat power.

Now that they suddenly guessed a clue of the power of the first-rank holy realm, both master and servant Ruxiang and Miao'er felt their scalps go numb.

"This is just your guess and mine. Since Emperor Wu of the former dynasty of Great Yan, no one has reached the first-rank holy realm for thousands of years. The possibility of a first-rank saint appearing is very small, so don't panic."

Yun Xiang calmed down, and said to Miao Er: "So, now do you know why I let him be the White Lotus envoy?"

"understood."

Miao Er nodded, her expression was a little dignified, and she finally put aside her contempt for that guy named Xu Le.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Yunxiang said solemnly, shaking her head.

"Whether we can win Jialing City this time is very important to our Holy Cult. Once it succeeds, it will be the best time for our Holy Cult to rise again. We must stand firm and prevent any mistakes, you know."

"Miao'er understands, by the way, after this incident, it will be the big wedding day of Sister Xiao and the leader of the church. The double happiness of my holy church is here. Miao'er congratulates my sister in advance. They will grow old together and have a precious son early." Miao'er smiled road.

There was no joy on Rue Xiang's face, she just nodded.

(End of this chapter)