break the way [comprehension]

When he saw Ming Yu's face, Shangguanzheng was not at a loss.

Because Ming Yu's appearance...was so far from what Shangguan Zheng had imagined, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you in the abyss? Where are you...?"

At this time, Ming Yu undoubtedly looked very embarrassed, disheveled and panting slightly, looking at Shangguanzheng, his eyes showed an embarrassment that he was incompatible with the former leader of the Chibu tribe and Zhan Wuyuan's chief disciple.

Ming Yu coughed and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Shangguan, it's a long story, I'm really not in the abyss right now."

Not waiting for Ming Yu to tidy up his clothes and look calmly, he was chatting with Shangguan, only to hear the first scream of excitement, and the next moment, a ball of fluffy shells suddenly plunged into Ming Yu's arms, distracting the cultivator. His powerful body shook slightly, but Ming Yu couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug the round "cannonball", and he couldn't help relaxing from his originally bitter expression.

Then the excited childish voice shouted: "Sir! Sir! What are you doing!"

Immediately, Shangguan could no longer see Ming Yu in front of his eyes. A round, fluffy, funny face with black eye circles was projected in the water mirror, and because he hadn't grown up yet, the face was also round, the eyeballs were also round, and the eye circles were round. The black fur is also very round... Inexplicably, I feel very happy.

But Shangguanzheng was not at all happy, his expression froze in an instant, and an unbelievable look of anger flashed in his eyes, the one in front of him... was clearly the bamboo bear cub from the demon clan!

After fighting for a long time, the Shangguan of the Zhuxiong clan knew it very well, they were able to lift mountains and carry a tripod, and they were covered with strange black and white fur, and their spiritual power was hard to hurt, but the number of this clan was small, and it was said that it was all because of the hardship of their offspring, this Zhuxiong clan was the most But protect the cubs.

Ming Yu is a human race, and his cultivation is not bad, the bamboo bear clan dares to let a cub be alone with him, and seeing their intimacy, it is obvious that they have abnormal trust...

At this time when the entire Zhanwuyuan withdrew all the war repairers from the front line, not only did he not come back, but he was with a cub of a bamboo bear... What happened behind it was simply chilling!

"Ming Yu! Did you really betray the human race and go to the alien race that is now slaughtering thousands of my compatriots?! You pat your chest! You are worthy of those brothers who died at the hands of the demon race! You are worthy of those who died The same clan under the sharp teeth of the monster clan! You...you...what are you doing..."

When he said the last sentence, Shangguanzheng choked up.

He is not afraid of frontline wind and snow swords and guns, but he is afraid that his efforts are worthless, he is afraid that he will have no face to see his dead comrades in arms, and seeing Ming Yu, he will do his best, he is afraid that he will be as willing to persevere My fellow monks, no more.

Except for those heroic spirits who died and donated their lives and blood to the front line, he was afraid that he would look around in a daze, and there would be no one around him walking with him.

Rong Zhengrong is gone, Ming Yu hangs out with the Yaozu, and Shangguanzheng... can he persist?Can you still hold on?

Looking at Shangguan Zheng's red eyes, Ming Yu's eyes were full of pain and shame, and he couldn't say anything. This made Shangguan feel that Ming Yu might have colluded with the demon clan, otherwise why didn't he return his letter? Subpoena, otherwise why not plead!Even if it's to scold him that Shangguan is spouting blood...

However, Ming Yu's silence only made Shangguan feel ashamed, and there was no other words.

The little bamboo bear in Ming Yu's arms didn't know everything, but stared curiously at Shangguan Zheng with dark circles under his eyes: "Sir, sir! Where is this uncle! Why doesn't this uncle come to play with us!"

Before Ming Yu could open his mouth, he saw his sleeves being grabbed by another pair of white and tender hands: "I want to be hugged by Mr. Ming too! Mr. Ming, Mr. Ming! Hug~"

"No! I want it too!"

"I want it too! Come down quickly, Xiong Xiong!"

The childish chatter quickly washed away the heavy atmosphere, and Shangguan Zheng felt a strange feeling in his heart. Even if Ming Yu took refuge in the monster clan, the monster clan would never welcome them again. But Ming Yu is a distracted cultivator at any rate, and he is young and has a bright future... Could it be that he was asked to take care of the monster cubs?

It really gets weirder the more I think about it.

But Ming Yu was completely unable to pay attention to the weird guesses in Shangguan Zheng's mind. To be honest, he was being dragged by so many claws, surrounded by this noise, and he had to tightly restrain his spiritual power, not letting go. Come out, so as not to hurt any tender paws, the Ming leaders who have never changed their face on the front line have begun to sweat on their foreheads.

He tried to appease one or two, for example, he wanted to put the little bamboo bear down without hugging anyone, trying to be fair. However, the little bamboo bear showed a talent that was completely different from the nature of the race, behaving like a deep sea monster, clinging tightly Ming Yu's clothes never let his claws go, so how can the other cubs be easy to deal with?

I saw a pair of white and tender, Shangguanzheng couldn't recognize what kind of demon clan he was. He had already regarded Mingyu's thighs as a big tree to challenge, and climbed up slowly, okay, let's have a demonstration Yes, amidst Shangguan Zheng's strange expression, but in the blink of an eye, Ming Yu's body was already covered with...noisy and constantly fighting cubs.

However, when he saw the appearance of those cubs clearly, even Shangguan Zheng couldn't help but twisted his expression.

He could see very clearly that among these cubs... there were actually human infants.

Well, Shangguanzheng's heart is so biased, the monster race is all cubs, and the children of the human race must be different.

But the doubts in his heart are getting heavier and heavier. These human cubs all look pink and chubby. Whether they have spiritual roots is another matter, but they seem to be well taken care of. How could these children of the human race be so lively and cute (Ming Yu disagreed)?

Ming Yu was in a state of desperation at this time, trying to carry these cubs down safely, no matter what race they were, but no matter what race they were, the cunning of the cubs was far beyond the imagination of stupid adults. They are all the best at bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The new Mr. Ming is the most gentle and kind, never aggressive towards them, they have seen it for a long time!No matter how earnestly Ming Yu tries to pick them up, but this one is delicate and soft, he is a great monk who can crack iron bones, and he is afraid that if he is not careful, it will cause irreparable consequences, he really has the strength to squeeze tofu I dare not use it, and the result can be imagined.

Ming Yu...after working hard for a quarter of an hour, it was still a cub tree full of noisy cubs.

Ming Yu, whose reputation spread throughout the Wuwu League, would end up like this today?Being crushed by a group of cubs from two races... Who would believe it?

Seeing the impossible scene in the absurd dream in front of him, Shangguan Zheng couldn't help straightening his mind. After confirming that he was not possessed by madness, nor was he invaded by demons, nor was he in some inferior illusion...he looked at Surrounded by a group of cubs, Ming Yu felt an unspeakable sense of strange warmth and amusement in his heart, as if he felt that if there were no bloody winds, even if he was tortured by a group of cubs with a scent of milk ...It is also a kind of luck (Ming Yu: No!).

A female voice panted with a bit of majesty: "You! What are you doing! I taught you to recite the way of respecting the teacher before, and it was all in vain?!"

This female voice is clearly very gentle, even if she speaks in a majestic tone, it is clear and sweet, and her gentleness cannot be concealed, but this group of cubs who are not afraid of even the distracted monks (Ming Yu: ..., sorry for distracting me) Shame on the monk), but all of them were sluggish, and they rolled and scrambled down one by one faster than they could climb up, scaring Ming Yu enough, there is no way, this one is better than one Little, if one or two falls from him, it is likely to be injured.

Fortunately, after the ears were cleansed, Ming Yu finally recovered a little bit of spirit level that a great monk should have. He exhaled soft aura, as if the cubs were gently supported by soft hands and fell to the ground safely. superior.

The cubs touched their intact little butts one by one, and kept yelling in surprise and excitement: "Ah!" "Huh?" "Huh?!"

As the last little bamboo bear to roll off Ming Yu's body, he clearly sensed everything: "I saw it! Mister did it! Mister! Mister! What is that!"

Xiao Zhuxiong grabbed Ming Yu's lower robe, the black eyes in the dark circles sparkled with excitement!

A pink and tender little girl next to her pouted her mouth: "You are so stupid! Mr. taught it! It's spiritual art!"

"Spiritual art! Mister! You can teach me too!" Xiao Zhuxiong immediately hugged Ming Yu's calf without any shame, as if to climb up again.

But Ming Yu had long been terrified. He really didn't have much experience with cubs, so he just froze his body and used his spirit energy to slightly block the little bamboo bear.

And in the next moment, a pair of female hands lifted the little bamboo bear from the ground and scolded: "You are so naughty at a young age, you don't listen well in school, sir has taught you clearly, and spiritual arts can only be learned by monks Got it! You are a demon clan, how can you learn spiritual arts!"

The little girl giggled triumphantly: "That's right! I'll be a monk when I grow up in the future, I can learn it, but you can't learn it, stupid~"

Little Bamboo Bear struggled with his limbs in mid-air: "No, I want to learn! I also want to use spiritual skills!"

Seeing that a monster's voice was about to be staged, Ming Yu's forehead was sweating again. This time he had an idea, and finally found a proper way to deal with it: "The monster clan has witchcraft, and it is the same as spirit technique."

Little Bamboo Bear's eyes widened, the round black eye circles looked at Ming Yu, and he could hear it.

Ming Yu smiled slightly: "Xiong Xiong, you see that you are different from Xiao Mo and the others. You are a monster race, and they are human race. It doesn't matter if you are born different. If you have a spiritual root, you can learn spiritual art, and you can learn black art in the future."

Xiao Mo was a clever little girl, she opened her eyes wide and asked, "What is a spiritual root...? Do I have it too?"

The woman who took the little bamboo bear to the side gave a blessing to Ming Yu, and when she heard the little girl's curious question, she said softly: "I don't know yet, I'll know when Xiao Mo grows up, but it doesn't matter if you don't." Like Teacher Sang Li, I don’t have spiritual roots.”

Xiao Mo rolled her eyes and smiled like a little flower: "Oh, I can teach Xiong Xiong without spiritual roots! Hit Xiong Xiong's ass, sir, isn't it right!"

Ming Yu looked at the little bamboo bear that was about to explode in place, and didn't know how to answer.

The woman named Teacher Sang Li couldn't help showing a headache. These children are all weird and weird. Looking at Ming Yu beside her, she couldn't help showing sympathy in her eyes: "Mr. Ming, let me take them back to the school, don't you?" How disturbed your peace."

Ming Yu coughed, "Thank you."

When the surrounding finally returned to tranquility again, Ming Yu heaved a long sigh of relief. Then, the sound of Shangguan Zheng laughing from the other end brought Ming Yu back to his senses. Water mirror message!

For a moment, looking at Ming Yu with a crooked crown, disheveled temple hair, and disheveled clothes, Shangguan finally understood where Ming Yu's distressed appearance came from, and couldn't hold back his laughter.

Gradually, even Ming Yu himself couldn't help laughing, and he no longer put on airs of a famous disciple, and just sat down on the grass casually, the warm sun above his head was shining brilliantly, and there was a message from a distance that a child refused to take a lunch break. Sang Li battled wits and made noises, for a moment, she felt an unprecedented peace.

Shangguan was looking at the dignified expressions of the human monks who gathered continuously from a distance, and how many conspiracies and calculations there were in the countless messages, while in the water mirror, Mingyu relaxed his limbs and looked peaceful, and he couldn't help but be fascinated.

He couldn't help asking again: "Where are you...? Why... so strange?" Not to mention that the dignified monk was surrounded by cubs, it seemed that there were cubs of all races, even mortals. He also participated in it, which made Shangguan Zheng puzzled.

Even Ming Yu himself had a look of helplessness, thinking of his inexplicable shock when he first arrived, he could understand Shangguan Zheng's confusion very well.

Ming Yu whispered: "Cultivation Alliance."

Shangguan was startled for a moment, and then it suddenly dawned on him, it turned out that... it was there, the place Rong Zhengrong went to, and it didn't look too bad, but Shangguan was still very confused: "What is it like there? Miscellaneous in one place? Even the cubs of the monster clan are raised together with children? You... so why..."

Recalling the events of that day, Ming Yu also felt as if he had been in his previous life: "You know that I was recalled from the front line that day, but it was to hunt down those monks who used the treasure in the palm... All kinds of changes during the process, until the master... Master Qi Ya When leading the army to flatten the land of the Wang Clan, that League Leader Xiao appeared, and the army of the Zhanwu League could do nothing. At that time, League Leader Xiao announced to the world where the Cultivation Alliance was, and I was also... uh, an old man into the alliance."

I don't know what came to mind, but Ming Yu's expression was a little dazed: "He asked me if there was somewhere I wanted to go. I was silent for a long time, but I only felt that the world was so big that there was nowhere to go. However, he just smiled and said that he knew that he should send Where have I been, so," Ming Yu's expression relaxed, wondering if he was thinking of the little bamboo bear who was also muttering non-stop when he left just now, he couldn't help smiling: "I came here and became the nameless bamboo mountain A gentleman from the Cultivation and Enlightenment Hall."

Shangguanzheng was stunned when he heard it, and he could vaguely imagine Ming Yu's state of mind when he chased those palm monks, because if it were him, he would be the same, he would rather fight the monster clan for his life than do such a thing, The magic weapon in their hands is used to protect the compatriots behind them. How can they bear to turn the magic weapon and hold it to the compatriots now?

For a moment, Shangguanzheng couldn't tell whether it was Ming Yu who turned the magic weapon, or he who was forced to put down the magic weapon, which was more pathetic.

However, after hearing it, Shangguan couldn't help feeling even more weird: "...Cultivation Enlightenment Hall?!"

Ming Yu didn't know how many times he showed embarrassment: "Well, as you saw just now, the Cultivation Alliance has built many cultivation enlightenment halls, and all children, regardless of their ethnic origin, as long as they are members of the alliance, are required to come here for free. Teaching, the content of teaching is varied, and if you stay a little older, there are elementary cultivation schools, advanced cultivation schools... I teach elementary school."

"Meng Xue?" Shangguan was surprised.

Ming Yu is the general who leads the army of the Zhanwu League, and the dignified leader of the tribe. Even if he is asked to be a teacher, it is more than enough to be a teacher for those Nascent Soul Transformation Gods. Now he is going to enlighten a group of ignorant children... This cultivation alliance is also It's too child's play!

Even if Shangguanzheng didn't say it out loud, Mingyu knew what he meant, he laughed and said: "When I first came to this school, I thought the same as you, but now, I feel, maybe, this That's the best place for me."

Ming Yu looked at the cubs in the distance who were being carried to a small bed one by one to take a nap in the morning, with a peaceful expression and distant eyes: "If there must be one power to rule this world, I hope...it is the Cultivation Alliance."

Shangguan was looking at him, but he didn't refute.To be able to give such enlightened education to such four or five-year-old children, the human race, the monster race, regardless of the immortals and mortals... Even dare to ask a big monk like Ming Yu to condescend to be Mr. Enlightenment, such a big heart Bravery, such a big handwriting...

Shangguanzheng has never fought against the Cultivation Alliance, nor has he met any monks from the Cultivation Alliance, but he has experienced how the two clans fought for their lives on the front line where the war was raging, and he has seen the alliance against the monks in the name of providing military funds. He also heard that the bottom-level cultivators of the two races behind the demon clan are so miserable that life is worse than death. Shangguanzheng has never set foot on any inch of land of the Cultivation Alliance, and has not enjoyed the slightest favor of the Cultivation Alliance. At this time, he is just like Ming Yu. With the great monk's sharp ears and eyesight, he could faintly hear the small snoring of children sleeping soundly in the distance, and the breeze and flowing water.

What Ming Yu said was not wrong at all.

If there must be a force to rule the world, at least, I hope that the children in the world can have a place where they can sleep peacefully in their dreams.

The corners of Ming Yu's lips curled up: "If it's possible, I hope that these children will grow up. Whether they practice cultivation or not, it's up to them. They don't have to be like me anymore, fighting endlessly on the front line and being rejected by others. It’s so big, but you can go far away.”

It was also in this Enlightenment School that Ming Yu realized the biggest difference between the Cultivation Alliance and the Zhanwu League: in the Zhanwu League, every choice made by each monk is involuntary, constantly practicing and improving his cultivation... ...More often, it's just because he doesn't want to be trampled on the soles of his feet and fights against the monster clan, but because he is afraid of being slaughtered for the monster clan; It is clear for the first time that, in fact, there should be another reason for their cultivation and improvement.

Ming Yu then smiled and asked: "My old friend once asked me before I came to the Enlightenment Academy, what is the purpose of my cultivation, and I answered it at that time. Then, Shangguan Daoist, you... what is it for?" Are you practicing?"

Shangguan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer.He is talented, has the opportunity to join the Violet Sect, and escaped death in the front line... Many people will never meet in a lifetime due to many fates, shouldn't he cherish the opportunity to practice hard?However, this should not be the reason for practicing.

Mingyu didn't wait for Shangguan to answer, he had already asked himself and answered: "Since I was young, I was accepted by the master because of the rare Heavenly Spirit Root, and since I was young, I knew that I have the responsibility of being a big disciple, I must practice hard, I must cultivate In order to be ahead of my peers, it seems that there is something chasing after me to practice continuously and improve my cultivation... But, what exactly am I practicing for? I can say that it is for the sake of cutting Wuyuan, for the sake of the master... But, this Should it be the reason for practicing? Thinking about it carefully, in fact, I am just afraid of losing."

Shangguan was startled, lost?

Ming Yu said directly: "That's right, I'm just afraid of losing. I'm afraid that if I don't work hard to improve my cultivation, I will lose the glory of Chibe's great disciple, lose the love of my master, lose the respect of Lord Yuan, and lose the respect of my fellow disciples." awe, huh, losing the spiritual resources brought by all of this... It's ridiculous to think about it now."

Ming Yu looked at Shangguanzheng: "Brother Shangguan, you and I were born as intelligent beings, and our lives will end. Compared with this vast world, our lives are so short. If compared with the boundless time, no matter how big a monk is, I'm just a child. But look at those children, even though they are ignorant, they are still full of curiosity about the world, asking me questions, it seems that as long as they can find an answer, it is enough for them to be happy.

... It's ridiculous that we human cultivators and demon cultivators are not as good as children.Practicing, moving forward, and constantly fighting, it seems that everyone has a plan in their hearts, but in fact they are all confused and ignorant. In the end, they have nothing to do, and their love and curiosity about the world may not be as good as a child.

Since I am fortunate to be an intelligent being in this life, why can't I open my curious eyes and explore all the worlds?Improving your cultivation should be to allow yourself to see more of the world and a farther future, not for profit or for the pursuit of status. I think this may be the way of cultivation descended by the Dao of Heaven, so that we can continue to wait. The reason for moving forward. "

Ming Yu's detached words caused Shangguan Zheng to lose his mind. Looking back on this life, he was also a "confused and ignorant" person. With his cultivation level so far, how much has he understood about the Dao of all realms?How much does he know about the Zhoutian Realms?Has he ever been half curious and half longing for the world beyond the realms?

He had no face to answer each of these questions.

Looking back, how many lives were lost in the battle between the two clans of humans and demons, and what they did was just a meaningless game of interests. Compared with the vastness of the world, it is completely worthless.

"If it's possible," Ming Yu looked at the rows of children's cots not far away, "I hope that the children in this world will cultivate in the future because they are curious about the world and want to see a bigger world beyond the world. It's not like you and me, trapped in the pressure of survival, as a last resort."

But all of this has a premise, a peaceful world guarded by a powerful force, all of this can be possible.

At least, under the guardianship of the Cultivation Alliance, it is vaguely possible to do it, and Shangguanzheng and Mingyu, the Zhanwu League they sacrificed and fought for... let alone.

Up to now, Shangguanzheng finally understands that what he and the battle cultivators who fell on the front line worked so hard and tried so hard to protect was just the little bed, the sweet sleeping faces of the children in their dreams, but now, There is already a force that can do it, and even do it better than they imagined.If he knew that the children in this world would still have such different choices in the future, his comrades who had lost their heroic souls would probably have died in peace with a smile on their faces.

Shangguan was stunned, and then murmured: "Yinzhijie, your subordinate has already died in battle. Songtaojie, Rong Zhengrong also went to the cultivation alliance..." He looked at Mingyu, and after the contradictions in his eyes were intertwined, Already firm: "You stay there, don't go back..."

Before Shangguan finished speaking, the water mirror was interrupted with a "pop", but it was the great cultivator who cut off the communication with magical powers.

An angry voice sounded from behind him: "Did you just send a message to that Zhanwuyuan abandoned disciple?! Do you know that Zhanwuyuan has already informed all factions that he colluded with the monster clan to betray the human race, and Zhanwuyuan Yuan has already driven him out of the gate! Even his good master was killed, and now he is nowhere to be seen!"

The corner of Shangguan Zheng's lips was cold and mocking: "There are too many monks who betrayed the human race in Wuyuan."

The head of the Violet Sect was startled, starting from Yuxiao, and now Mingyu... Shangguanzheng's ridicule was not wrong, but he became even angrier immediately: "Shangguanzheng! I warn you, be careful in your words and deeds! The current situation is so delicate, you don’t need to think about yourself, you also need to think about it for many of your fellow disciples!"

Shangguan was casting a mocking look, so he said no more.

The head of the Violet Gate knew what Shangguan Zheng was thinking in Yulin's head, and thinking about the resolutions in the meeting, he probably needed the help of the frontline combat cultivator, so he eased his expression, showed more patience, and tried to explain to Shangguan Zheng .

"I know you're dissatisfied with the withdrawal of troops from the front line, but the alliance has already made a proper plan. If you think about it, even if the alliance only considers the future spirits, it will never give up such a great river and mountain to the monster race."

Shangguanzheng originally planned to keep silent, just listen and not speak, he had already seen clearly about Zhanwumeng, and let the sect master talk nonsense, he already knew what kind of characters they were, but Shangguan was hearing the sect master The door's painstaking "persuasion" finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "The plan is appropriate?! Dare to ask the master, is there any monster race in the world behind the defense line?! So many monks and mortals, who will resist them?! Did you think of them in your proper plan?!"

The master was speechless.

Of course, those small beings will not be included in their plan, even if the monster race tramples and tramples on them for a while, in the eyes of these great monks, as long as the ending is controllable, some deviations in the process are nothing.

Then, the head of the Violet Sect lowered his face, and the great cultivator pressed straight on Shangguanzheng like a mountain: "Shangguanzheng! Do you think I really dare not punish you?! Compared with the continuation of the great cause of my human race, But what are the creatures of dozens of realms? Those who achieve great things, how can they achieve things if they don't have a high vision? What's more, the aliens in the alliance are rampant, and there are countless people instigated by them. With a different heart? If you don’t eradicate those aliens, so what if you can kill all the monsters?! Don’t you still understand?”

During this sentence of questioning, Shangguan was getting more and more angry the more he listened, he tried his best to raise his head and roared: "What about the great cause of the human race! What you are only worried about is that you great monks are under the throne! Oh, those of the same race are suffering No bullying, as long as you can regain the lost land in the end, you can still have an endless stream of spiritual offerings, right?! You are only worried about being taken away from your position by the Cultivation Alliance. Talking about the great cause of the human race is simply ridiculous joke!"

This confrontation stunned the head of the Ziluo Sect. He didn't expect that Shangguanzheng would be so bold and disregarding his superiority and inferiority. The truth has been told.

Then he slammed Shangguan on the chest with his palm, and seeing Shangguan vomiting blood and flying backwards, hitting the ground heavily, he said viciously: "If the door hadn't been damaged so badly that no one could use it, you would have been a corpse long ago. Since you are so confused, just stay here and watch carefully!"

Then, the head of the Violet Sect only passed on the disciples outside the sect, ordered the place to be locked up, and left the flying boat.

Shangguanzheng was sitting in the darkness, for some reason, at this moment, he felt that, in retrospect, the sunshine of Ming Yu's Enlightenment School was so dazzling that the darkness in front of him was nothing.

Outside the flying boat, the army of monks assembled from the front line has been assembled, Shangguan is watching coldly, the low morale is really expected by him, he is not surprised, and there are not a few generals like him who have never shown up, Shangguan He is lowering his head, yes, how many of those who have been able to persist until now do not have the same thoughts as him?And how can he be willing to see the Yaozu stepping on the land he desperately guards without being moved?How many have fallen into house arrest like him, or even worse?

Shangguan just didn't think about it anymore, he just looked at the slumped army below, and his heart suddenly became peaceful. This is the current Zhanwu League. The great monks, including the head of the Violet Sect, still stand on the clouds with full of aura, pointing out the situation.

Heh, this is the current Zhanwu League.

Shangguanzheng, at this moment, his heart is really calm.

After the army was reorganized, all the monks in Zhanwuyuan looked around, but under the leadership of those big monks, they were all concentrated and calm. The scene was not so much solemn as it was lifeless dead silence.

But the big monks didn't realize it, and seemed to be very satisfied with the array in front of them.

Afterwards, a radical from Zhan Wuyuan who doesn't know which one came out, towards the deepest part of Zhan Wuyuan, knelt down on the ground: "Welcome the lord to leave the customs."

The great monk's voice was loud and distant, extremely solemn, revealing 12 points of piety and awe, which spread far and wide.

Then, all the monks under the leadership of the big monk also knelt on the ground: "Welcome the leader to leave the customs."

It's a pity that without repeated rehearsals in advance, the voice will inevitably fluctuate, and the low effect may make those great monks gnash their teeth.

Shangguan was just thinking in his heart, heh, it turned out that withdrawing them from the front line and allowing the monster race to wreak havoc in the realm was just to put on a battle to welcome the exit.

Heh, this is the current Zhanwu League.

In the battle of mountains and tsunami, a ball of bright light rose from the depths of Zhanwuyuan, as if there was a bright moon in the sky and earth, and the aura of wind spread all over Zhanwuyuan. Qi's voice seemed to sound in everyone's heart: "Qi."

This is the head of the Wuwu Alliance, the master of Wuyuan, and the True Monarch Hongmeng?

For some reason, when facing this so-called number one power of the human race, Shangguanzheng's original awe and fascination had disappeared, and there was only very disrespectful scrutiny and speculation. , what else is there to do?

The big monk stepped forward and bowed respectfully again: "I want to tell you, the real king, a few rebellious monks fled in the world a few days ago, and the real man Qi Ya failed to catch him, and now he has punished himself in the quiet room, waiting for the real king to come down." ...The monster clan is rampant, and all the worlds on the front line have fallen..."

Shangguanzheng only felt the irony the more he listened to it, even though he was in retreat, how could this Mahayana True Monarch be completely unaware of all these things?

How could this great cultivator not know that with the supernatural powers of a Mahayana monk, he must be well aware of it.

After his heart was calm, Shangguan saw all this more clearly: the big cultivator pretended to report, but he just pushed the responsibility for the whole mess of the Zhanwu League to Qi Ya.

But this is not necessarily an enmity with Qi Ya.

Thinking about it carefully, how could there be no participation of this Mahayana behind these decisions of the Zhanwu League? The great monk who responded was just good at guessing people's hearts, and picked their noble Mahayana monk out of the mess in front of him-- Master Yuan is in retreat, Qi Ya is doing nonsense in reverse, Zhenjun believes in him, so naturally he doesn't know it at all.

Heh, in this way, he is again the number one power of the human race who is wise, martial, benevolent and compassionate.

Shangguan was completely unable to stop the dark speculations in his heart that were not even half respectful.

True Monarch Hongmeng said, "Got it." Immediately, that ball of bright light reflected a hazy brilliance between the sky and the earth: "Xiao Xiao Nier, it's nothing to worry about, let's ask the monster clan to withdraw first."

Yaozu withdraws troops?

Not only Shangguanzheng, but also the so-called council members in the field looked at each other in blank dismay. The Yaozu were monks under the Zhanwu League, how could they withdraw as soon as they said it, could it be... Zhenjun wants to do it himself?

However, I heard that there is also an earth-shattering great demon priest sitting on the side of the monster clan, and his cultivation level may be comparable to that of the leader. If the leader moves lightly, how can the other party sit idly by?

This is the reason why a great monk who has reached this level is not only the leader and commander in one side, but also a heavy guard that cannot be lightly moved.

And this Mahayana True Monarch who just came out of customs didn't seem to have much to say. He saw the hazy light flash, and then, countless light waves shot from Wuyuan to the front line, where the monster race is now raiding. send to:

"The seed of Cangwu is in the cultivation alliance."

These ten words, along with the wave of light spread throughout, excitedly and wantonly ravaged the monster army that had just obtained the territory.

According to the usual practice, the Wan Yao Army has always had the custom of massacring cities and rewarding them for long-term attacks. This bloody and brutal act will reach its climax. All the Wan Yao Army are immersed in the excitement of killing, but in the next instant, countless In the water mirror and the screen, all the monks of the Zhanwu League saw a scene that surprised them. The ten words of Mahayana Zhenjun seemed to press the pause button for this excitement. Stopped in an instant.

The next moment, an even more miraculous scene happened. The Ten Thousand Monster Army came out one after another, and evacuated in large numbers from the worlds occupied by them after the Zhanwu League withdrew. Play an expedition.

The monks of the Zhanwu League were stunned, their hearts were pounding. Could it be that the Wan Yao Army... is going to attack the Cultivation Alliance?

What exactly is the Cangwu seed?Is there such a big attraction to these Wan Yao army?So big that they can abandon the newly occupied land they have acquired, so big that they give up the pleasure of brutality and raging, and immediately prepare to send troops?

In the vague communication, the news spread like wildfire: Ten thousand years ago, the first battle between the human and monster races, Cangwu, which was killed by the human race, was the place where the demon emperor lived, the holy place and spiritual symbol of the entire demon race , and according to the rumors, the True Monarch Zhanwuyuan Hongmeng, who rose up in the great battle at that time, happened to receive the Cangwu seed by all sorts of coincidences.

It was the symbol of the throne of the past and the glory of the monster clan. This Cangwu seed is probably the most sacred thing in the hearts of the monster clan. No wonder they would act like that.

However, according to the rumors, the seed of Cangwu should be in Zhanwu Yuan, so how could it be in the cultivation alliance?How did True Monarch Hongmeng know?Many monks didn't dare to think about the speculation about the Great Cultivator, but the Mahayana is the Mahayana, just ten words turned the tide of the battle, turned the situation upside down, it really turned the clouds and rains upside down, and it only made them fascinated.

As for the devastated land that the Yaozu had already slaughtered, or hadn't finished slaughtering, intentionally or unintentionally, from the Mahayana monks down, these great powers of the Wuwu League all ignored them in the same way.

Mahayana True Monarch's order followed: "Reorganize the army and set off."

This time, no one asked where they were going.

Between the heaven and the earth, the light like the bright moon condensed into a sharp soldier's front, and the direction it pointed was the one that announced the coordinates to all the living beings in the world - the Cultivation Alliance.

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Shangguanzheng did not expect that after yearning for it, it would be such an opportunity for him to set foot in the realm of the Cultivation Alliance for the first time.

Shangguanzheng did not expect that in his lifetime, walking side by side with so many monster clans, he would actually receive the strict prohibition of "restraining subordinates" for the first time.

Yes, and move forward.

Although the Zhanwu League did not clearly state their relationship with the actions of the Wan Yao Army, the two armies seemed to be acting independently at the time, and there was no communication and cooperation with each other at all... But at this time, the two armies were like two wings at the same time. Plug into the territory of the Cultivation Alliance.

But in the eyes of a battle-tested general like Shangguanzheng, or any monster general who has experienced battles and killings in the field, he can see that this kind of marching formation is clearly mutual horns, side by side. The offensive, regardless of whether it has the false name of joint troops, is essentially a joint flanking attack.

Who can imagine?There has been a blood feud between these two races for thousands of years, the great war tens of thousands of years ago, the enslavement of the monster race for thousands of years, the massacre of the monster race on the land of the human race not long ago...even now, they are still throwing cold and tyrannical violence at each other. The eyes of each other are all moving towards the same goal under the strict constraints of each other's power... Who can imagine that they were still fighting for their lives not long ago?

Ha, Zhanwu League.

Ha, Wan Yao Army.

Looking at his former rival not far away, Shangguanzheng didn't even have much desire to kill in his heart, because he suddenly understood that the other party was as pathetic as him... It was just a butcher's knife in the hands of those so-called powerful men. I'm afraid that the demon army also has the belief to fight bravely for the rise of the race, but what are these beliefs in the face of the ambition of the demon clan's power to fight for the Cangwu seed?It's not the same as ordering the butcher knife into its sheath, and walking side by side with the enemies of countless generations, ha, maybe it is different in the Wan Yao Army, Shangguan is looking at the big monsters who are silent but not angry. Make a high-sounding excuse, for example, in order to regain the sacred object, first endure for a period of time and so on.

For some reason, thinking of those excuses that were dazzled in front of him, and now one by one, those old opponents and mortal enemies of the demon clan are being tricked into it one by one, Shangguanzheng didn't feel how happy he was, only felt the indescribable absurdity.

As a war cultivator, maybe he really shouldn't have too many thoughts. On the battlefield, people who think too much... will die after all. Maybe he should have awakened long ago. As a butcher's knife, he should honestly be a butcher's knife No need to think too much about it.

Don't you see, even summoning has been banned in the entire human army?Oh, it's just a butcher's knife, why do we need to communicate.

However, as the army stopped walking and looking at the crystal wall in the distance, Shangguan was thinking of the chubby