Star Trace Gate

In the attic of the Suzaku City Academy.

Lin Xiang and Zhao Baicheng sat side by side, their old faces serious, listening to their disciple Ren Ye's "lecture".

A quarter of an hour ago, the master heard Zhao Baicheng's message and learned that Ren was also going to attack Daqian, so he immediately came with psychiatric drugs. His principle is that we should treat the disease when we are sick and recuperate when we need to, and we must not let the smallest rare person in China go crazy.

Ren Ye sat in the audience and spoke vividly from the source of the plague, carefully explaining everything that had happened during this period without missing a word.

Although the two masters' old faces showed no expression, they were actually terrified when they heard it, and they secretly broke into a sweat for Ren Ye.

After Ren finished speaking, Lin Xiang shook the sleeves of his red robe and said quietly, "Can the court of Southern Xinjiang be trusted? How much do you know about Emperor Wanwu's mind?"

Ren also knew that the master was questioning him, and then he replied solemnly: "In addition to wanting the six earth dragons in the hands of his disciples, he also has political and military plots. Qingliang Prefecture is weak, so it does not pose any threat to Daqian. Because of its geographical location, the disciples have no way to go north, and they have to look at the face of the Lich Kingdom if they go south. This territory cannot be expanded, so naturally there is no need to worry. In this way, all of Daqian's energy will be placed on the southern border, and this time the Yulin Party has laid out the Lich Kingdom and made such a big fuss, which also confirms this attitude. But if Qingliang Prefecture can be developed and its territory can be expanded, once there are signs of rising, then Emperor Jing will certainly be alert, and will also pay close attention to Qingliang Prefecture, and even act more cautiously in the future. In this way, the Lich Kingdom will have a chance to develop and breathe. And it has changed from a situation where it was alone in the game of Daqian to a situation where two weak countries are against one strong country."

"Therefore, Emperor Wanwu's support for my Qingliang Mansion is equivalent to placing a chess piece that can change into a thousand forms in a stalemate game. His plan is far-reaching, and I admire his courage." Ren Ye replied with reason.

When Minister Lin heard this, he just nodded slightly without showing any expression, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

If a disciple wants to fight, he must make an accurate judgment of the current situation and his own situation.

As long as he is not confused, has a clear mind and knows the pros and cons, the 358th Regiment will definitely help him.

After listening to this, Zhao Baicheng pointed at Ren Ye and said, "People who have been trained in the system are not bad, and their brains are okay."

"Second Master is truly a man of great insight. He saw through my disciple's talent at a glance." Ren Ye replied with a smile.

"Ah."

Zhao Baicheng sneered and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Lin Xiang slowly stood up and thought for a while before saying, "Tell me what you need."

"Emperor Wanwu has raised an army of 250,000, so there is no shortage of troops for attacking cities and plundering land." Ren also stood up and replied: "Now, the disciples are only lacking high-level magical powers who can fight hard battles and hold the line."

"Fourth rank?" asked Prime Minister Lin.

"Yes." Ren nodded.

Lin Xiang stepped onto the couch and pointed at Ren Ye: "Emperor Wanwu already knows your identity as an outsider?"

"Yes."

"What does he expect of you?" Lin Xiang asked again.

"He hopes that disciples can summon fifty fourth-grade magical powers to join the battle." Ren did not dare to hide it, and only said softly: "However, Li Yan of the Fraud Chamber of Commerce has already promised disciples to invite fifty magical powers from the high-level Gexing Gate to join the game. There may be some discrepancies in the specific number of people, but the difference must not be big."

When Lin Xiang heard this, he was slightly stunned: "Can you get Li Yan to bring in fifty fourth-grade supernatural powers?"

Ren also instantly realized that this was a pressing point, and that he could bargain with his master, so he immediately replied: "Yes, with just one word from the disciple, he agreed to invite fifty supernatural powers to join the battle, and I couldn't stop him!"

"If a friend can do this, then the disciple pitifully asked the first and second masters for help... then how could the number be less than fifty? No way, no way, no way...!" He asked the third question shamelessly.

"hehe."

Lin Xiang sneered: "Okay, I get it, you go back and wait. In an hour, black-clad watchmen will enter the southern border."

Ren Ye was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately bowed as a disciple: "Long live the Master."

"Huh--!"

Zhao Baicheng immediately waved his hands and scolded: "In a civilized society, we should not engage in personality cult and feudal remnants. This will make your master look like a vulgar person."

Lin Xiang took a look at that guy and always felt that he was playing tricks on him.

"Then we will go back and discuss the matter of raising an army." Ren also stood up and said with a nod.

Prime Minister Lin looked at him, still sparing his words: "How the battle is fought, I have no business; if you cannot win, you can come to me again."

Ren was also stunned for a moment, and was extremely grateful in his heart: "My dear teacher, I will remember your words forever."

"Go ahead." Prime Minister Lin waved his hand.

……

After a stick of incense.

The Minister of War, the Vice Minister of War, and more than 20 big men who were keeping watch all came to the attic of the academy.

Minister Lin sat upright on the couch and recounted Ren Ye's request in very concise words.

After hearing this, the Minister of War immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Report to Prime Minister Lin, the competition for high-ranking star gates in the migration area is unprecedentedly fierce. Most of the black-clothed watchmen of the six departments are all here to compete for opportunities, and countless have not left the gate. However, if we can gather fifty magical powers within one day, it should not be a problem. I will go and prepare now."

Minister Lin picked up the teacup, glanced at him calmly and said, "The plague, the bloody battle at Loushan Pass, the decisive battle at Sunset Town... so many dangerous situations, he almost died several times, but Ren Ye never spoke to the headquarters. Why is that?"

Everyone was silent.

"He knows that he has to walk the path he can walk. He also knows that this is the least I ask of him." Lin Xiang frowned slightly: "So, unless it is a desperate situation, he will not beg the headquarters."

After he finished speaking, Lin Xiang slowly stood up, wearing a scarlet robe, which made him stand out in the crowd: "Emperor Wanwu knows that he is an outsider, and he expects him to call fifty fourth-grade masters. If the headquarters really only gives fifty people... I'm afraid Ren Ye will have to bend his back for a long time."

"Minister of War, listen to my orders!" After he said that, he turned around decisively.

"exist!"

"Within one day, apart from the missions you have left, the errands you have left, and the guardian who is about to enter the fifth rank, you must do your best to support Ren Ye." Lin Xiang said with a sharp look: "Black clothes will go out to connect the broken line for this little emperor!!"

"Yes."

"Go!" Lin Xiang waved his hand.

Soon, a group of senior officials from the Ministry of War left, putting aside all the important matters at hand, just to plan for Ren Ye in just one day.

On the couch, Zhao Baicheng picked up the wine pot and said, "Ren Ye looks soft and flexible, but he is actually very hard. I think he got a little high from fucking him this time."

Lin Xiang walked up to him and said with his head down, "Give me a drink."

"?!"

Zhao Baicheng was stunned for a moment: "Don't you not drink?"

"Suppress your excited heart and trembling hands." Lin Xiang was rarely cold and humorous: "...This kid finished the journey without knowing what was going on. Others would not be able to finish the journey in several years. Did you hear that he and the two princes of Southern Xinjiang are brothers?"

"What's that?" Zhao Baicheng said calmly, "If I give him a chance, he would dare to call me big brother."

"hehe."

Lin Xiang responded with a fake smile: "Who told you to be disrespectful to your elders every day?"

……

Qingliang Mansion.

"Brother Huang, let's talk again when we have time!"

Ren Ye whooshed through the front hall of the government office and headed straight for Fenglin's boudoir.

Huang was dumbfounded, wondering if he had fallen out of favor. The boss of the park came back, and the first thing he said to him was, "Let's talk again when we have time."

Damn, all my passion has been wasted.

In the wing room.

Ren also found Fenglin, and hurriedly led him to sit down, and asked, "A very important matter."

"explain."

"After Emperor Wanwu announced his march north, I received a reminder from Heaven." Ren Ye asked bluntly, "Heaven's rules remind me. If a war breaks out, Qingliang Prefecture will enter a state of war, and the mist barrier will be opened. Only after the target territory is captured can it be closed again and protected. I want to ask, when Daqian and Nanjiang are at war, is there also such a Heaven's rule?"

Fenglin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."

"No?" Ren Ye blinked: "So this means that this is the rule set by the Heavenly Dao specifically for Qingliang Mansion?"

Fenglin patiently explained, "Two countries are in opposition. If the territories of the same grade are connected, there will be no protection from the mist barrier and people can enter and exit freely. Daqian and Wuli Kingdom are both fourth-grade, so in addition to the special nature of Qingliang Prefecture, the Styx is the dividing line between the two countries' territories. After the two sides fight, they will also fight for luck, but they are not bound by these rules. However, the dispute between the two countries is indeed about the country and luck... After the winning party occupies the territory, the luck of the losing party must also be dispelled or seized. The Heavenly Dao set such detailed rules for you, which may be because the grade of Qingliang Prefecture is lower, which is a kind of protection. Secondly, the errands of Frontier Storms have been evolved by the Heavenly Dao, and all participants have their own independent errands, so you are so bound."

Ren nodded slightly: "I understand. In other words, after Qingliang Mansion reaches the fourth level, there will be no mist barrier? It is possible that it will be attacked by Daqian at any time?"

"It should be." Fenglin nodded.

"Damn, before Qingliang Prefecture is promoted to a fourth-grade territory, I have to kill more people like Bau." Ren Ye blinked and said, "Weapons and armor, talent reserves, this is too important."

"Yes."

"Then according to the military advisor, how should we fight this battle?" Ren also humbly asked for advice and quickly discussed with him.

……

An hour later.

Somewhere in Zhangzhou, southern Xinjiang, on the outskirts of a secret place called "The Lost Ancient Village", a middle-aged man in a black robe with a blank tablet hanging from his waist turned his head and looked around, then pouted and said, "This place is so poor."

"brush!"

At this moment, another figure appeared outside the secret realm, also dressed in black, with an inscriptionless stele hanging from his waist.

He was a tall and strong man. He turned his head and looked around, and was stunned for a moment.

The man who arrived earlier was also stunned and said in disbelief: "What the hell, what a coincidence! Hey, aren't you at the migration site...!"

"No, I just came out for a few days and wanted to take a rest, but I was transferred to the park again." The tall and strong young man smiled speechlessly: "It seems that I owe him."

"Hehe, do you know how to get to Qingliang Mansion?"

"I know, it's Southern Xinjiang. I've been here with him once." The young man waved his hand and said, "We have to hurry. Let's go."