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Wang Xiaopang sat quietly in a corner of the lobby, listening to the dispute between the Li family and the various sects of the Xianmeng there.

"Xianmeng's kindness is appreciated by Li, but Aoshizong has not been occupied by Heshengmen, nor has it been looted, so there is no need to mobilize troops to attack them." The old man surnamed Li said with a sullen face, and once again refused to initiate an attack on Heshengmen. attack.

"If the Heshengmen returned to the Western Regions, the old woman would not want to do such a thankless task, but the Heshengmen is currently staying at the junction of the Proud World Sect and the Snow Sky Sect, and is affected by the demonic energy they released. Dozens of mortal towns have become violent, not only the men stay in the romantic places without doing their jobs, but even the women no longer abide by the women's morals, so how can the old women just sit idly by?" The moon-watching grandma Zheng Yi He said awe-inspiringly, and this remark aroused everyone's approval. Although their immortal cultivators are not as particular about saving sentient beings as Buddhist cultivators, they can't just watch mortals degenerate like this.

Seeing that everyone in the hall agreed with Grandma Guanyue's words, the old man surnamed Li frowned slightly, then turned his head and spoke to the wife sitting beside him, and then said: "How about it, Heshengmen will be driven by Ao Shizong. Back to the Western Regions, if Ao Shizong can't drive him away, how about letting the Immortal League take action?"

The leaders of each sect discussed with each other, and then looked at Han Lin who was floating in front of the main hall, "Xue Zun, look..."

Although Han Lin is just a ghost now, he still has a powerful consciousness equivalent to the middle and late stages of Yuanying, and coupled with his reputation during his lifetime, everyone present maintains their original respect for him.

Wang Xiaopang looked over with longing eyes, and saw that Han Lin was wearing a white dress that fit him well, matched with his silver-white hair, he was very handsome and personable.

In fact, Han Lin wore the same set of clothes from beginning to end, and his hair remained the same as it was before his death. It was loose and not crowned, but Wang Xiaopang felt that he was handsome today, more handsome than all the living people present. .

Han Lin thought for a moment, and then said lightly to the old man surnamed Li: "I'll give you a year. If the Heshengmen is still making trouble in the Xianmeng's territory after a year, the Xianmeng will stop asking about Ao Shizong's intentions and directly encircle and suppress them."

"One year?" Mrs. Li felt that the time given by Han Rin was too short: "Xue Zun, it will take a few years for mortals to calm down the war, let alone in this cultivation world?"

Han Lin asked indifferently: "Then how long does Mrs. Li want? Years? Or decades? Even if we cultivators can consume this time, ordinary people can't afford it, and..."

Han Lin paused, and continued: "For your son, it is also good to get rid of the relationship with Heshengmen as soon as possible."

Hearing Han Lin mention her son, Madam Li's expression changed, her hands tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, and her breathing became a little short. She wanted to explain a few words, but the old man surnamed Li sitting beside her stopped her. she.

"What Xue Zun said is true." The old man surnamed Li said in a deep voice, and then he was speechless.

The matter of Ao Shizong was discussed, and then everyone began to discuss the matter of encircling and suppressing the evil blood sect.

"After a year of fighting against the Fiendish Blood Sect, the Snow Heaven Sect has killed more than 1000 enemies. Now the Fiendish Blood Sect still has more than [-] people, and the Snow Sky Sect has also lost many disciples. There are only [-] combat power available now." Han Yufei came out to give a brief explanation of the battle situation: "The opponent's Nascent Soul cultivator died before, and now the Nascent Soul cultivator on the bright side has their middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. , and the Great Elder of the late Nascent Soul, as for the secret..."

Han Yufei's expression became serious: "It is said that their suzerain has been in seclusion for many years, but the Xuetian sect sent many disciples to investigate this news, but found nothing. Maybe this is just false news they released. After all, even the evil blood sect's None of the disciples have seen him, but if it is true...then the suzerain of the Fiend Blood Sect has been in seclusion for at least a hundred years, and his cultivation is around the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul."

Han Yufei's words made the hall suddenly agitated. A demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and a demon cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul are already very strong. If the other party really has an unknown suzerain, then this demon sect can say It is stronger than any sect in Xianmeng now.

It was also the first time for Wang Xiaopang to hear this news, and he was shocked at first, but after thinking about it carefully, since Han Yang is the young suzerain of the Shaxue Sect, there must be another suzerain above him, so it is estimated that this little-known suzerain is real.

Hey, this is very difficult. You must know that even a small difference in cultivation level is the difference between heaven and earth. Later than Yuanying, that is the difference between a small mountain and a big mountain.

Han Lin should know about this, so his expression remained unchanged. When the hall gradually quieted down, he said calmly: "Everyone don't need to worry too much, even if there is a suzerain of the Fiend Blood Sect, with the power of our Immortal Alliance It is also enough to suppress them. Although the deity is a ghost, it is still possible to deal with a demon cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and Fairy Zishan of this sect also successfully formed a Nascent Soul yesterday, so it only needs to be sent by the Immortal Alliance With the assistance of three Nascent Soul cultivators, we can successfully encircle and suppress the Sha Blood Sect."

After Han Lin finished speaking, he swept around the hall: "Are there any volunteers present?"

Wang Xiaopang began to look around, and saw that the leaders of the various sects and sects were discussing in low voices, and after about half a stick of incense, the real Tianji of the Tianji sect stood up.

Wang Xiaopang smiled, but he heard the old man with white hair and beard say: "Xue Zun, the Tianji Sect has just taken back the territory from the Xuanshi Sect, and this is the time when the sect is weak, so it's not that I really don't want to surrender to you." Demons and demons have contributed, but the Tianji Sect has no more losses."

The meaning of Tianji Daoist is very clear, Tianjizong will not participate in the ensuing encirclement and suppression operations, and no one present blames him, everyone knows that he must do so as the leader of Tianjizong.

Han Lin nodded: "I understand, Master Tianji can go back to rectify the sect with peace of mind."

"Thank you Xue Zun." Daoist Tianji clasped his fists gratefully, and then sat down.

With the beginning of Tianji Daoist, the Li couple looked at each other, and then the old man surnamed Li stood up: "Xue Zun, Ao Shizong will drive away the Heshengmen next, and he will not be able to participate in the war."

Han Lin glanced at him lightly, nodded, Wang Xiaopang became anxious when he saw this, but he was only a monk in the early stage of alchemy, and he was just a small person in this hall, so even though he was full of anxiety, he could only sit helplessly. Just watch there.

Fortunately, Master Jianqing of the Spirit Sword Sect extended a helping hand, "There is nothing wrong with the Spirit Sword Sect. I am not talented. I was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage 80 years ago. Ruo Xuezun does not dislike it. I would like to lead my disciples to a new life." force."

Han Lin smiled slightly: "Master Jianqing is humble. Everyone knows that you are a hero of the generation with strong strength. How can I despise you?"

At this time, Grandma Guanyue of Yingyue Sect also said: "The old woman is old, but her cultivation has only stopped at the middle stage of Yuanying and has not risen. It is estimated that there will be no opportunity to break through in the future. Why don't you take advantage of this last opportunity?" Move your body more often, and by the way, you can temper the group of little girls under my sect who only know how to make noise all day long."

Han Lin nodded to her: "Then I would like to thank Grandma Guanyue for her help."

With the participation of Master Jianqing and Grandma Guanyue, other sects are also ready to move, but this is a matter of life and death, the magic cultivator is ruthless, and the sword has no eyes. If it is accidentally broken there, it is not worth it It was done, after all, it was the Snow Sky Sect who had been robbed of their territory, so there was no need for them to risk their lives for other sects.

So those sects discussed each other for a while, and then there was a Nascent Soul cultivator standing up. To everyone's surprise, that Nascent Soul cultivator was not from the Seven Great Immortal Sects, but the head of a well-known sect.

Wang Xiaopang took a look, hey, isn't this the sect that picks and chooses where to live?Don’t want the courtyard facing the sea breeze, don’t want the courtyard located in the west, don’t want the one that is too close to the seal living area, Wang Xiaopang managed to settle them down, and they didn’t even have a word of thanks, if other sects would more or less A few polite words with Wang Xiaopang, and a few sips of tea with him.

"I am Xiao Fei, the head of the Xuantian Sect, and I would like to lead my disciples to contribute to the Immortal League!" said the monk surnamed Xiao, with a righteous look on his face.

It's nice to say, why do you contribute to the Xianmeng? I think you want to take advantage of this battle between immortals and demons to gain popularity for the sect, right?Wang Xiaopang poked his nose, he didn't have a good impression of this person.

But anyway, he stood up.So Wang Xiaopang squinted at him for a while, then sat upright, intending to get along well with this person and his Xuantianmen regardless of previous suspicions.

At this time, three Nascent Soul cultivators were willing to make a move, and everyone discussed for a while, and then a Nascent Soul cultivator looked at Shun, a little green-haired cat who was sitting in a corner of the hall and was leisurely combing a handful of horns to his arms. Mao's Lin Xiyuan: "As Xuezun's best friend, Brother Lin, don't you plan to lead the Ling Yuzong to participate in the battle?"