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When Yi Lian is really sad, Ren Wudao can accompany him without doing anything, and when other monks pass by, he is indifferent and doesn't raise his eyes.

But when it came time to do things, he acted vigorously and resolutely.The monks passing by were arrested by him for questioning, and forced by Ren Wudao's powerful strength, he led them all the way to the City Lord's Mansion.

Since the war between the two forces began, this city, which was originally under the jurisdiction of mortals, was taken over by monks and became an important line of defense in the westernmost part of Chuyang Road.

More than ten days ago, one of the two city lords died in the battle, leaving only Baili Zhao who was wounded to lead the monks in the city.

"They have only been fighting for 50 years now, and they have already suffered heavy injuries." Before meeting Bai Lizhao, Yi Lianzhen sighed to Ren Wudao, "If it is true that they have been fighting for more than 300 years according to the book, I don't know what the world will be like." look."

When he read "Battle of the World", he actually had a spectator mentality, and just wanted to watch what this famous unfinished novel was like.

When he glanced through the text in a hurry, he didn't think there was anything, but when he was actually there and saw the tragedy and pain in it, he kind of wished that he hadn't read this novel.

Ren Wudao sighed softly, didn't say anything, just moved his eyes to the door.

Soon there was a knock on the door.

The world of cultivating immortals has always respected the strong, and Bai Lizhao's cultivation was much worse than that of Ren Wudao. Even though he was the lord of Huaiyang City, he did not dare to neglect them, but came to see them respectfully.

He is a thin young man with a refined and handsome appearance, like a frail scholar, but the light in his eyes is firm enough.

When seeing him, Yi Lianzhen suddenly became a little confused, looked at Ren Wudao uncertainly, and then turned his gaze to the monk who just came in again.

This Bai Lizhao's appearance is very outstanding, and it is near the place where they entered the world.According to the general law, he may be the protagonist of this book?

But Yi Lian really couldn't remember clearly and wasn't sure, so he could only observe him silently.

The previous monk had already introduced the situation to Bai Lizhao, and when he saw Ren Wudao, he immediately saluted respectfully: "Hello senior, I'm Bai Lizhao, the lord of Huaiyang City."

"Ren Wudao." Ren Wudao nodded lightly, and tilted his head in the direction of Yi Lianzhen, "Yi Lianzhen."

Bai Lizhao glanced in Yi Lianzhen's direction, at first he thought he was a mortal.But considering that he came with Ren Wudao, he probed with his spiritual sense, but couldn't detect his depth.

Looking at his different hairstyle from ordinary people, Bai Lizhao couldn't help being secretly startled, and his eyes became weird.

Yi Lian was really guilty and coughed secretly.

Ren Wudao broke the silence in time.

"Before we came, we heard that you were injured," he said lightly, "it's not easy to come to see us in person, so you don't need to be polite."

"I suffered some injuries, but there is nothing serious about normal actions, but my strength has declined, and some spells cannot be used in a short period of time."

Bai Lizhao was distracted.His injury was indeed serious, so he didn't refuse when facing Ren Wudao, and sat down beside him after speaking.

Then he spoke again: "I have been in Chuyang Dao for a long time, but I have never heard of the two seniors. I don't know which side the seniors are, and what is the purpose of coming here?"

"We came from far away, and we don't belong to either Chuyang Dao or Syria Wanmeng." Ren Wudao said, "I just wanted to know about the war between the two sides when I found you."

"Don't belong to Chuyang Dao or Xu Wanmeng?" Bai Lizhao was confused for a moment, as if he didn't expect that they didn't belong to any camp.

But then, he showed a wry smile, and after a little thought, he began to introduce them: "You two have met other monks before, and you must have heard that the reason why Chuyang Dao and Xu Wanmeng fought was because of that spiritual mine. "

"But actually," he sighed, "Even without that new vein, Chuyang Dao and Xu Wanmeng would fight."

"And you have to fight, you won't die."

"Why?" Yi Lian couldn't help interjecting, "Isn't it because of the spirit veins?"

Could it be that it was not mentioned in the book, or is it the reason why he didn't pay attention?

"It is indeed because of the spirit veins," Baili Zhao turned his head and explained to him seriously, "but not just the spirit mine veins that contain the spirit core, but all the spirit mine veins in Chuyang Dao."

Ren Wudao: "All the spirit veins?"

Bai Lizhao nodded: "Yes, it's all because ninety percent of all the spiritual veins are east of Chuyang Road."

At the beginning, Chuyang Dao was not the name of a force, but just a place name.

Most of the spiritual ore veins in the world of cultivating immortals in this world are distributed in Chuyang Road and the east of Chuyang Road, and the various small forces in these areas have united to form an alliance.

They jointly exploited and sold the spirit mine at a very high price, and the entire Chuyang Road became richer and richer as a result.

However, the monks in other areas did not have such a good time. They had to exchange a large amount of materials for the spiritual mines of Chuyang Dao, so as to obtain a small amount of cultivation resources.

After a long time, these monks became more and more unbearable for the imbalance of resources and the squeeze from Chuyang Dao, so they jointly formed the Xuwan League and invaded Chuyang Dao, intending to seize the spirit ore vein.

"The root cause of the war is the uneven distribution of resources. But Chuyang Dao will not give up the mine veins in his hands, nor will he leave the original territory. He can only try his best to resist the attack of the Syrian Wanmeng."

Bai Lizhao was in a complicated mood, and said with dark eyes: "Xu Wanmeng will not give up easily until the goal is achieved. This war has been going on like this, and it is getting more and more anxious."

"The fight has been going on for more than 50 years now, and I'm afraid the fight will continue."

"Do you still want to fight?" Yi Lian couldn't help frowning, "Why?"

When reading the book, it can be said that it was the author's intention to fight for so many years, but when this book becomes a real world, will everyone follow this outrageous plot?

"At the present level, no one really wants to fight anymore," Bai Lizhao smiled wryly again, "Anyway, I am physically and mentally exhausted, and I just want to stop the war and give all monks and sentient beings a peace of mind."

"But as I said before, as long as Chuyang Dao still has these spiritual veins and is not at a complete advantage or disadvantage, the war will inevitably continue."

Although he belongs to the side of Chuyang Dao, he can be called objective when analyzing the situation: "Besides, in the past 50 years, the two sides have more or less formed an enmity. Most monks are stubborn. It's hard for them to let go of their hatred and reconcile with each other."

"Especially among those monks who can cultivate to a high level, there is no one who does not have a tenacious mind. Even if they don't have hatred, they still want to learn from other great powers, and they will never easily admit defeat and stop the war."

Yi Lian nodded thoughtfully. Some of these things were mentioned lightly in the book, while others were purely brought back by the world itself.

According to what Bai Lizhao said, it seems really not surprising that this war has lasted for more than 300 years.

Or, if it wasn't for the meteorite, it would have been longer.

Ren Wudao was still not satisfied, so he asked Baili Zhao for some details, and learned more about the specific situation of the Spirit Mine Vein and the two major forces.

Baili Zhao knew everything and said everything he knew.

In the end, he finally showed embarrassment, and leaned forward slightly: "Seniors, speaking of this, I still have a merciless request."

Ren Wudao had been prepared for a long time and said directly: "Do you want me to join Chuyang Dao?"

A trace of punctured embarrassment appeared on Baili Zhao's elegant and gentle face.

"Actually, that's not necessarily the case," he said with a little embarrassment, "Since senior doesn't belong to Chuyang Dao or Xu Wanmeng, there must be your reason."

"I can't see through the realm of seniors, let alone try to speculate on the strength of seniors, so how dare I ask you to join Chuyang Dao?"

"But," Bai Lizhao frowned deeply, and forced himself to say, "The Xu Wanmeng disciple who came to attack the city last time was named Lu Nantan, and I killed his apprentice during an attack."

"The last siege failed, he will definitely not let it go, and will come again soon."

"If I hadn't been injured, I might be able to lead the monks in the city to resist his attack. But now that Zhou Yan died in battle, my strength is not as good as before. Although I have invited reinforcements, there is a high probability that they will not come in time..."

Bai Lizhao lowered his head and talked, but he gritted his teeth, left his seat, and knelt down facing Ren Wudao: "I know I'm overstepping, but..."

He didn't look at Ren Wudao or Yi Lianzhen, he just stared at the wall next to him, his eyes glowing with forbearance: "I have worked with the monks in the city for decades, and I have already regarded them as relatives. If we lose the first battle, I'm afraid they won't survive."

He let go of all his face, and begged word by word: "Please...please, senior, for the sake of my small favor in answering your questions today, make a move to help protect this city."

The author has something to say: I received nearly 150 nutrient solutions yesterday, and the [-] one is much more. I was shocked, and I will continue to work hard!