Chapter 900: The Three Elders Retreat

Ah Zhe was slightly stunned, put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and the people around him, including those few Spirit Void Realm powers, had no intention of chasing, not to mention that the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, for them, these three elders were not just camels, they were completely a dragon, and in front of him, they chased after them and gave them heads.

What's more, the three elders were only injured.

Seeing that the three elders had left, the iron giant who was destroying the city wall was also stunned, and then he stood up and rushed over, and as its feet ran, the ground also sounded with a deafening sound of footsteps, shaking like chaff.

Although this iron giant is strong, it is not mature in mind, and if it continues to attack, I am afraid that this new city will not be able to hold on for long.

When the huge figure disappeared from the end of sight, it took a long time for everyone to finally confirm that the iron giant had really left, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xue Qianqian infused a pure life force into Yun Mo's body, and quietly gave him a pill, saying, "Now I only have this Soul Returning Pill in my hand, which can temporarily suppress your injuries, don't hold on for too long." ”

Yun Mo nodded, and glanced at her gratefully, the last blow had consumed all the strength he had accumulated in the past few days, at this moment, he was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was not easy to stand, but he couldn't fall, at least not in front of tens of thousands of people in this new city.

Although the Soul Rejuvenation Pill is not a special elixir for the treatment of physical injuries, the effect of the medicine is powerful and domineering, after taking it, just after a while, his pale face showed a healthy reddish, looking like a feeling of comfort after a hearty battle.

Yun Mo gently pushed away Xue Qianqian's hand holding him, turned around, looked at the tens of thousands of monks watching him in the city and under the city, took a slow breath, and said, "This battle is won!"

There was silence in the city.

But the next moment, countless people cheered and roared, "Victory! Victory!"

The cheers gathered together as if they were an ocean.

Yun Mo slowly walked down the city, Xue Qianqian and Nie Qianrou stood on the left and right behind them, the crowd separated, and the guards cleared the way.

As Yun Mo and the three of them walked down, tens of thousands of cultivators, the black-pressed crowd, stopped cheering and looked over in awe.

The people next to him bowed down respectfully, from near to far, all the monks, whether they were from the Sword Dao Sect, or the Holy Sword Sect and the Snow Flower Holy Land, or the rest of the large and small sects, all bent down.

In this way, people express their respect and gratitude.

Back in the commander's mansion, Ah Zhe took the monks of the guard camp and began to set up defenses.

In the meeting hall, Yun Mo met with a few more Spirit Void Realm powers who came to help, and arranged some aftermath matters, and those people were also very knowledgeable, and after a few simple conversations, they got up and said goodbye.

The rain outside the window was still falling, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the tea on the table was still steaming, simmering, and diffusing into the cold air.

After letting a few servants who were waiting for them retreat, only Yun Mo, Nie Qianrou and Xue Qianqian were left in the room.

Without outsiders, Yun Mo's whole person's spirit suddenly withered, and an infinite sense of tiredness came up, just looking at the hot air bubbling in the teacup, as if he was in a daze, and as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Nie Qianrou broke the silence.

Yun Mo didn't answer immediately, just leaned back on the chair, just motionless.

Xue Qianqian found a fox fur to put on and said to Nie Qianrou, "He is very tired now, and it is a little inappropriate to ask these words after all." ”

Nie Qianrou said, "There are priorities in things, it was originally to fight the Gu Sect, but now the Sword Dao Sect has joined forces with the Gu Sect, I can suppress this matter, the Holy Sword Sect can be an ally with the Sword Dao Sect, but it will never be in the same stream as the Gu Sect." ”

Xue Qianqianxiu frowned slightly, "Although the Gu Gate is an evil land, you and I both know that what the Holy Land does may not be much better than them. ”

Nie Qianrou shook her head and said, "It's not a matter of distinguishing between good and evil, the Great Dao is three thousand, I can tolerate a different way of cultivating than us, and presumably the elders and disciples in the sect can also tolerate it." ”

Xue Qianqian said, "Isn't that enough?"

Nie Qianrou looked at her and suddenly asked, "For thousands of years, how many cultivators have died in the Snowflake Holy Land on the battlefield of the Evil Land?"

Xue Qianqian froze in place, her face changed.

"The distinction between good and evil is not the key, the key is hatred. Nie Qianrou's tone was a little helpless, "Xue Qianqian, in fact, needless to say, you and I are not much different from each other, your own strength is not outstanding, and you are in a hurry to control the sect, even if everyone has recognized our identity as the master of a sect now, but we will still be subject to a lot of resistance, and it will take a long time to accumulate if we want to fully master it." ”

Xue Qianqian didn't speak, because what Nie Qianrou said was the truth, and she had nothing to say.

In fact, these days as the palace master of the Snow Flower Holy Land, she has not had a good time, among the sects, many times, she will be coerced, but she is helpless, first, because those people are respected old men in the sect, and they can be regarded as their elders, and secondly, because what they think and think is all from the perspective of maintaining the sect, she has no reason to refute.

In the past, when she was a saint, many elders questioned her ability, and now that her mother has died, she has also had a very difficult time every step.

For example, when she went to save Yun Mo twice, she was under great pressure from the door.

"Even if it is your mother and my master, it will be difficult to convince the people in the sect to accept joining forces with the Gu Sect. ”

Nie Qianrou said, "Thousands of years of blood feud are resolved overnight. ”

She looked at Yun Mo and asked, "So I want to know what you are going to do, even with your current prestige in the Sword Dao Sect, if you can get the elders and disciples of the Sword Dao Sect to agree to the Gu Sect Alliance, there will definitely be a big gap in this, and many people may be disappointed in you." ”

Yun Mo finally spoke, "I can't help it. ”

Xue Qianqian and Nie Qianrou were both stunned.

I was about to ask something, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Ah Zhe walked in and said respectfully, "My lord, a large number of monks have been found thirty miles north of the city, and their specific identities are still unclear. ”

"Could it be that the people from the Confucianism and Taoism Palace have arrived?" Xue Qianqian asked subconsciously.

Yun Mo shook his head and said, "It must be someone from the Wind Kingdom. ”

Nie Qianrou said, "It's just a lost dog, there is no ordnance, and he dares to come back, probably because he learned that the three elders were attacking the city and wanted to kill him back." ”

Ah Zhe asked, "Do you want me to destroy them with the guard?"

Yun Mo waved his hand and said, "They didn't have the guts to come, although I don't know Bai Qi who led the army, but I know that he is not a stupid person, otherwise he would have come over a long time ago." ”

Azheen sighed and withdrew.

Nie Qianrou thought about it, and felt that she couldn't get the answer she wanted, so she said, "No matter what, the Holy Sword Sect will not join forces with the Gu Sect, but I can persuade the elders and disciples in the sect to keep them out of the matter." ”

……

In the Confucian and Taoist Palace, the three elders flew back, only to see the flame of the third lamp representing him among the twelve lamps, and it was a little swaying.

The four elders erected their red cloaks and said with a strange smile: "The golden body defense, even my Nine Heavens Xuanhuo can't break it, I didn't expect that Yun Mo to be able to lead the thunder technique." ”

The third elder was angry in his heart, but this was not the time to be vindictive, his heart continued to evaluate, only to see him sitting in front of the lamp and began to adjust his state, and the lamp in front of him slowly stabilized.

The Great Elder spoke: "The Heavenly Palace of Corpse Cutting must have something to do with Yun Mo. ”

Fourth Elder: "I remember the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm at the beginning, but I tried my best to target Yun Mo. ”

The Great Elder smiled mysteriously, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Of the twelve lights, four are still bright.