Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

"Hey, you guys are right."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan realized something and immediately understood.

Yes, he has a good relationship with Jun Su. If you want the immortal herbs, you can just ask him for them.

Xuanyuan was also misled by Jiuli You, and subconsciously memorized the ancient game theory.

In ancient times, if he didn't occupy the secret realm, then Jiuli You wouldn't be so polite.

There can only be one winner between the two.

Now it's different. The warlord can do whatever he wants. He can directly reach out and take from Jun Su, or even the imperial court.

He also holds a certain position.

It's not excessive to take a little something from a younger person.

He didn't take it for nothing.

“Your idea is good, please sit down.”

Xuanyuan smiled and invited the five Pure Land Sect members to sit down.

The Pure Land sect members breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to the Human Emperor.

"No matter what you get from Jun Su, I will take it back."

The warlord looked at the smug emperor and smiled, his voice behind the mask sounding quite amused.

He will not interfere with Jun Su's actions.

But he can have his own ideas.

Everyone was speechless upon hearing this.

But then I thought, isn't this exactly the same as the military lord recorded in ancient books?

"Jiuli You, you've gone too far!"

Xuanyuan looked at the fighting strength of the War Lord's side, slammed his fist on the table, and angrily rebuked them.

"Well, then what?"

The warlord nodded, leaned back, and indicated that he had indeed gone too far.

"you you!"

Xuanyuan was so angry that the tips of her ears turned red, and she pointed at the warlord with her fingers trembling.

This person has absolutely no shame.

Seeing this, the other martial masters lowered their heads again, afraid of being drawn into the conflict between the two ancestors.

"Everything has two sides; the emperor gained the world by relying on benevolence."

"For the world, this is a great merit, and the Human Emperor is undoubtedly the victor."

The Eternal Emperor simply began to impart his teachings to Yun Wuji through telepathy.

"That's the big picture, but from a smaller perspective, the Human Emperor is at a huge disadvantage."

"The warlord has a notorious reputation, and being unreasonable is his style."

"But the Emperor is different; he cares too much about his reputation."

The Eternal Emperor looked at these two arch-enemies and then spoke.

"Does your statement, senior, mean that I should be appropriately unreasonable?"

Yun Wuji also looked at the figure of the Human Emperor who was angrily rebuking the Lord of War, with a hint of doubt.

"You are very smart. Sometimes, reasoning is useless. You need to learn to communicate with people using thunderous methods."

The Eternal Emperor naturally instructed Yun Wuji.

The Taoist school is different from the Buddhist school. The Buddhist school must emphasize compassion and avoid killing as much as possible.

However, the Taoist sect is different. If verbal communication fails, they will choose to communicate with their enemies using thunder magic.

Especially the Great Emperors of the Taoist sect, each and every one of them is the type to take action at the slightest disagreement.

Although the Longevity Emperor followed the path of immortality, don't forget that he was also the patriarch of the Divine Firmament Thunder Technique.

The emperor who created his own school of thunder magic is not a soft-hearted person.

During the conversation, the crane arrived again, soaring through the clouds.

This time, the crane landed outside the courtyard, and the old man led Tingwu and the others to this place.

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes were drawn to them.

“You look kind, come here.”

Xuanyuan waved to the old man.

"Junior Jixue greets the Yellow Emperor and the Lord of the Nine Li Armed Forces, the two ancestors."

The old man bowed and spoke with a smile.

"Let's find a place to sit."

Bingzhu placed one hand on the table, looked at Jixue, and narrowed his eyes.

This person is unassuming on the surface, but possesses formidable strength.

Moreover, the opponent's path is not like Yinglong's, which possesses the world-destroying power of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

It is rare to find someone who relies solely on their own strong willpower.

"Thank you for the seat, ancestor."

Ji Xue smiled and led her disciples to their seats.

The Buddhist sect arrived first, and the Taoist sect followed closely behind.

As the bell rang, the figures of the three ancestral soldiers of the Daoist sect also arrived outside the courtyard.

Tingwu's eyes blazed with fury the moment he saw Zhang Wenliang.

Before Zhang Wenliang could react, Ji Wensui and Yang Wenzhen, who were behind him, stepped out together.

"Bald monk, I spit on you."

Yang Wenzhen spat on the grass outside the courtyard in a very rude manner, looking at him as if to say, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare."

Who are you calling a bald monk?

Upon hearing this, the true disciples of Shaolin slammed their fists on the table and stood up in protest.

Now, both Xuanyuan and the Lord of War tacitly stopped their confrontation and instead watched this tense scene with great interest.

"Anyone who answers me is a bald monk."

Yang Wenzhen shrugged, looking like he was admitting to being a true Shaolin disciple without being asked.

"Hmph, this is outrageous! Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

This disciple also had a fiery temper and immediately launched a fierce attack.

After exchanging a glance, Tingwu and Zhang Wenliang, without any hesitation, unleashed their Buddhist light and thunder magic simultaneously in the courtyard.

The three patriarchs of Taoism and the three patriarchs of Buddhism, strangely, did not intervene; instead, they stared at each other.

The Eastern Emperor Bell and the Vajra Pestle communicate directly through eye contact.

From the gaze of the Vajra Pestle, the Eastern Emperor Bell understood the matter of the supreme conflict.

"You Buddhist sects are really going too far."

After giving a barely perceptible nod, Donghuang Zhong angrily rebuked.

"Hmph, I think you're the ones who're being unreasonable."

The vajra also snorted coldly.

Both sides attacked simultaneously, soaring into the sky and engaging in fierce combat.

Seeing this, the remaining ancestral soldiers below also attacked at the same time, and almost instantly, the Taoist and Buddhist sects started fighting.

It must be said that although Taoism and Buddhism have a deep-seated grudge against each other, there is a subtle tacit understanding between them.

As expected, the attention of Xuanyuan and the Lord of War was immediately drawn to the great battle in the sky.

They'll compete with each other anytime.

Such opportunities to watch the excitement are rare.

The battle between Taoism and Buddhism also attracted independent cultivators from outside the region.

Seeing the strange phenomena occurring outside the secret realm, they all mustered their strength and began to rush towards Lieshan.

Along with the rogue cultivators came a sea of ​​blood.

"Hahaha, you insignificant ant, get out of the way!"

The master of the Blood Prison Demon Palace arrived, stepping on a sea of ​​blood.

Don't think he doesn't respect the Emperor of War.

In fact, he went there immediately after hearing about the Herbal Spirit Realm without understanding the situation at all.

After all, he was just testing the saltiness of the Black Bird, a ruthless character who would strike directly.

Being decisive and efficient is a good habit, but sometimes, when the situation is not right, it can be fatal.

The Blood Prison Palace Master chuckled inwardly as he sensed the battle between the Daoist and Buddhist armies.

Although it's strong enough, it still feels a bit lacking.

At this moment, feeling the terrifying pressure from the sea of ​​blood behind them, the rogue cultivators ran even faster.

Only when big fish stir up the water do they have a chance to eat the scraps.

"I feel like the Lord of War is just average."

A rogue cultivator, feeling the terrifying pressure of the sea of ​​blood in the sky, spoke with remarkable optimism.

"Indeed, perhaps the ancient books exaggerated its strength."

"Even with the appearance of the Lord of War, his strength is nothing more than this."

Another young rogue cultivator looked at the sea of ​​blood and said admiringly.

Within the sea of ​​blood, the oppressive aura of the demon emperors of various races spread far and wide.

Although the Lord of Blood Prison Palace suffered a loss at the hands of Yin Tang, Yin Tang was the founding emperor of the Shang Dynasty.

His own strength is by no means inferior.

The sea of ​​blood coalesced into the figures of demon emperors from various races, and the wild roars of beasts echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The confidence of the independent cultivators reached its peak at this moment.

"Noisy."

A calm voice rang out, not loud, but it exploded in everyone's minds.

Then, the world instantly turned blood red.

The crimson color brought an ominous meaning; the Blood Sea instantly betrayed them, turning against them and binding the Blood Prison Palace Master.

Inside the courtyard, the warlord slightly lifted his eyelids and casually swung out a palm strike as if shooing away flies.

Starting with the Lord of War, a blood-red palm print stands directly between heaven and earth.

Blood energy burst forth, and wherever the palm print passed, the mountains turned blood red.

Even the golden veins beneath the mountains were stained with traces of blood.

The palm print wasn't fast, but the sea of ​​blood tightly bound the Blood Prison Palace Master.

The Blood Prison Palace Master watched helplessly as the palm print approached him.

Then, the palm print swept across, and the Blood Prison Palace Master was sent flying, his blood splattering across the sky.

The rogue cultivators below, after witnessing this scene, suddenly bled from all seven orifices and knelt down in unison.

"He held back?"

Yinglong turned around abruptly, looking at the Lord of War's back with disbelief.

In the past, this palm strike would have caused all the rogue cultivators below to explode and turn into flesh and blood.

Even the Blood Prison Palace Master would be either killed or crippled by this palm strike, rather than simply spitting out blood and that would be the end of it.

Ji Xue looked at the soldier's tall figure with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"It differs from what is recorded in ancient books."

"It must be because of the people."

Ji Xue murmured to herself.

"Without strength, one is not worthy of the words 'insatiable greed'."

"roll."

As the voice of the ancient war god resounded in everyone's minds, the rogue cultivators fled in terror.

Among them are quite a few who actually urinate.

"Wouldn't he just be killed with one palm strike?"

Xuanyuan rested one hand on the table, leaned forward with a slightly aggressive air, looked at the Lord of War, and spoke meaningfully.

The reason why the military leader held back was very simple: for the common people.

These people can also be considered his descendants.

A traitor is also a son.

A lesson is enough.

Unless someone is truly determined to die, the warlord will not kill them.

For example, right now, after telling the rogue cultivators to get lost, if anyone still insists on coming here, then don't blame the War Lord for being ruthless.

In fact, since his birth, the Lord of War has never killed anyone within the imperial territory.

Even when teaching Han Wudu a lesson, he only gave him one punch.

"none of your business?"

Seeing the strange look in Xuanyuan's eyes, the warlord shifted his gaze.

This guy's crazy, I'll beat him up later.

Just as Xuanyuan was about to continue teasing the Lord of War, death energy condensed.

Along with the deathly aura came sword light and malevolent energy.

The figure formed from the condensed death energy took a step forward, and Li Junsu appeared in the center of the courtyard.

The four villains hid behind Li Junsu the moment they appeared.

Chaos poked half its head out, looking at the familiar figure with great fear.

"I'm warning you four, if you don't serve Prince An properly..."

"I will turn you all into idiots."

Upon seeing the four familiar figures, the warlord began his threats with practiced ease.

The human race of later generations can also be considered his people, so the Lord of War seems easy to talk to.

The demon race doesn't have that kind of honor.

If Qilin and Di Ting had really dared to hover over the head of the soldier just now...

Then the courtyard will have two more delicacies: stewed Di Ting and steamed Qilin.

Upon hearing this, the four villains hurriedly nodded, indicating that they would do their best.

"You just finished fighting?"

Bai Xingling looked at the blood-red sky and said with some regret.

Upon hearing this, the other Martial Venerables present all felt a pang of worry for Bai Xingling.

After the Lord of War intervened, the awe and respect these Martial Venerables held for him reached a new level.

Bai Xingling, a mere half-step demon emperor, is so arrogant?

"No, he just went crazy."

"I just taught some fools a lesson."

The Xuanyuan clan and the Lord of War were unusually easy to talk to.

As for the reason, Bai Xingling's cooking skills are too good, even better than their own tribe's chief chef.

Even the Lord of War enjoys good food.

"Let's go, let's enter the secret realm."

Li Junsu was quite direct, looking at the door that was shimmering with vibrant life, and said directly.

“Actually, you could stay here and let the Heaven and Earth Swords lead the Four Fiends into the secret realm.”

Bai Xingling looked at Li Junsu's profile and spoke softly.

She wondered where Jun Su had developed the habit of doing everything himself.

If Li Junsu knew Bai Xingling's doubts, only Junqi's face would appear in his mind.

It's better to do things yourself than to rely on others to do them.

If a ruler is capable of handling affairs, then success is assured.

Even Li Junsu was a little unsure what kind of trouble might arise during this period.

He put Li Junqi in charge of shortening working hours and increasing the employees' work efficiency.

In Li Junqi's words, it would become that the laziest person is the one who gets a house.

But the laziest person must be the most diligent.

These contradictory statements directly triggered a battle of wits in the branch office he was in charge of.

The employees were practically burning out their brain cells.

Li Junsu was speechless at Junqi's antics. From then on, he would personally take charge of all matters, big and small, of the Li family.

If he doesn't keep a close eye on things, Li Junqi might cause some trouble.

"Yes, Junsu, please sit down."

Xuanyuan patted the seat next to him and laughed.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I'll be right back."

"Boundless, together."

After Li Junsu politely declined, he turned to look at Yun Wuji and said...

"I?"

Yun Wuji paused for a moment, then pointed to himself.

"Yeah, keep up."

After saying this, Li Junsu took the lead and entered through the door.

The origin of Yun Wuji is the essence of life, and this secret realm is of great benefit to him.

After Li Junsu entered the secret realm, the four villains followed closely behind, fearing that the Lord of War might suddenly make a move.

Bai Xingling kicked Qiongqi when Qiongqi entered the secret realm.

Only then did he lead Bei Men Yue into the secret realm.

The two swords, Heaven and Earth, followed at the very back, like guardians.

Seeing this, Yun Wuji smiled and followed.

"That kid is full of murderous karma, but his destiny chart is unbelievably perfect. How strange."

As the Eternal Emperor watched Yun Wuji's departing figure and pondered Li Junsu's extraordinary destiny chart, he stroked his beard.

"Strange, he has so many powerful subordinates, why is he doing everything himself?"

Xuanyuan Shi also had the same question as he watched Li Junsu's departing figure.

"When you escorted the caravan, didn't you also do everything yourself?"

The warlord spoke with a hint of complaint.

"If you don't take it, why should I protect it?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan was once again amused by the shamelessness of the Lord of War.

"If you don't protect me, why should I take action?"

"you!"

Xuanyuan laughed in anger. Does Jiuli You want to listen to what he's saying?

The robbers are complaining that the robbed victims are heavily guarded?

......

Ben Cao Ling territory

As soon as Li Junsu stepped into the secret realm, a refreshing feeling immediately filled his entire body.

Li Junsu could even sense that the deathly aura had languidly fallen into silence.

The vitality here is so abundant that Li Junsu can even feel his own vitality growing rapidly.

"Cheng Huang, stay here."

Behind Yun Wuji, the figure of the Azure Dragon slowly emerged, speaking with a hint of surprise.

"Cheng Huang?"

Li Junsu turned around and looked at Qinglong, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Yes, riding on the source of life of the Yellow Palm, in ancient times, it served Shennong."

"Shennong fed it immortal herbs, and Chenghuang was responsible for maintaining the vitality of the land of a hundred herbs."

Qinglong looked at the secret realm and patiently explained.

Bai Xingling suddenly leaned against Li Junsu and laughed, as if she had thought of something.

If we bring Chenghuang back, the emperor will be very happy.

The ministers had to worry about being suddenly kidnapped by the Six Doors in the middle of the night and forced to ride in the imperial carriage.

Everyone was drawn to the news of Cheng Huang's presence, and no one noticed.

Bei Menyue, who was at the very back, suddenly had golden light shining in her eyes.

Pure golden light of merit flowed within his pupils.

Bei Menyue felt a pang of anxiety.

The spiritual realm emitted a barely perceptible fluctuation.