It always takes time for a wound to heal.

The confrontation between the Divine Temple and the Godslayer Alliance swept across the entire Xuan Spirit, from the Holy Heaven Sea City in the West Spirit, to the Cold Ji Bay in the South Spirit, from the Tiger Peak Mountain in the East Spirit, to the Death Valley in the North Spirit, there was a battle between light and darkness everywhere.

But what is strange is that Zhongdu, which is the base camp of the temple and the god-killing alliance, maintains a relative peace, and this peace is full of trembling and fearful unease.

In seven years, the great clans of Zhongdu have understood the battle of slaughter, that is:

Xuan Ling will die.

Now it seems that Xuan Ling has not yet died, and these people are likely to die before Xuan Ling.

There are no eggs under the nest.

These people understand this truth, but they are just a big family, unwilling to be ruled by others, unwilling to be cannon fodder.

Hesitating and waiting, swaying in waiting, unable to make a final gesture.

This is the hesitation of most people.

Hesitation is understandable, but it doesn't mean it's acceptable.

The temple needs to be replenished, and the god-killing needs to prevent the temple from growing, and joining one side means meeting the blow of the other.

Who can shelter and who can give the future, this is the answer that the major forces want.

There is no answer, and this is the source of the pain of reality.

The little guy in the building of ten thousand buildings yawned and looked at the empty streets boredly, it seemed that on this day, there was not much business to speak of.

Years of war have ruined Xuanling's business.

The sharp decrease in aura also made the forces of all parties tighten their money bags, and they were unwilling to take out the spirit stones to buy goods.

Primitive bartering has reappeared, and even in some black markets and auction halls, spirit stones have become commodities.

Buying spirit stones with spirit stones is a funny phenomenon.

High-level monks and large sects need a large number of top-grade spirit stones, and are willing to use low-grade spirit stones with less spiritual energy to exchange, while some small and medium-sized sects take the opportunity to throw out the top-grade spirit stones in their hands in exchange for a large number of low-grade spirit stones.

It's a helpless choice.

No matter how precious a top-grade spirit stone is, it can only be used by one person. However, if it is exchanged for a large number of low-grade or medium-grade spirit stones, it can be used by many people in the clan.

The spirit stone is the foundation of the foothold.

Without the spirit stone, even if you survive the battle of slaughter, there will be no day to rise!

Feng Jiutian appeared at the headquarters of the Dan League, in order to sell a large number of top-grade spirit stones.

With a smile, Blue Wine greeted the genius of the Tianhuang Clan, his friend, and after entering the backyard, the two sat down to taste tea.

"Sister Nine Heavens, the best spirit stones are in high demand for all sects, and they can also be said to be extremely precious for the Tianhuang clan, why do you sell so many top-grade spirit stones?"

Blue Wine asked kindly.

"Don't hide it from Sister Lan, this time I sold 500 million top-grade spirit stones, not to exchange for low-level spirit stones, but to exchange for a batch of high-grade spirit grasses, if you can find the ancient awakening, the Tianhuang clan is willing to buy more spirit stones. ”

Feng Jiutian replied seriously, and his demeanor was full of dignified atmosphere.

Blue Wine said quietly: "Since this is the case, I will arrange to go to the auction hall to find an opportunity." ”

Feng Jiutian sighed slightly, but didn't say anything.

Lan Jiu understood that what he wanted was Gu Xing, but he didn't say much, it seemed that he didn't want to help the Tianhuang Clan buy Gu Xing from Tianmen.

"Sister Lan, the ancestor of the Tianhuang clan wants to personally participate in the auction on the night of the full moon in Ji Qiu. ”

Feng Jiutian got up and said goodbye.

The Blue Wine Sect sent Feng Jiutian out of the Danmeng headquarters with a knife, and asked Li Xingzhi who came over, "Feng Liuhuo is coming, what do you think?"

Li Xingzhi thought about it for a while, and analyzed: "The auction on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is not unusual, some spirit grass elixirs are not worthy of Feng Liuhuo to go to the central capital. ”

"Isn't the drunkard meant to drink?"

Lan Jiu got up and looked at the falling flowers in the pavilion, seemed to think of something, and asked, "The death of the third master of the blood word?"

Li Xingzhi nodded heavily, and said, "Lin Qingyue didn't have the slightest mercy, and in front of countless people, she cut off the head of the blood bamboo. ”

"It seems that Qingyue is not in a good mood. ”

Blue Wine smiled bitterly.

Ye Changtian has been away for more than seven years, but Xuan Ling has not forgotten this name.

There are too many mysteries surrounding Ye Changtian, which are enough for Xuanling people to fantasize and speculate, especially the birth and annihilation of Xuanyuan Sword and Fu Xiqin, which has become the biggest regret of Xuanling people.

Ye Changtian is dead, and this sentence is only doubtful in Tianmen, Danmeng and other places.

Xuan Ling was not at all confused about this.

Death became inevitable.

After all, it was the master of the Tribulation Period who did what he did to Ye Changtian. And the place where Ye Changtian fell was the land of the infinite void!

No one can survive the Void.

This is an eternal truth.

Blue Wine looked at the blue sky and was silent.

Brother Ye, where the hell are you?

On September 15, the Dan League welcomed guests. Huaxia Library

The Dan Alliance auction added some life to the silent Xuan Ling, and the Godslayer or the Temple Alliance seemed to have put aside the confrontation and went to the auction hall one after another.

Feng Liuhuo is coming.

The arrival of the ancestor of the Tianhuang clan has attracted the attention of countless people.

Blue Wine personally welcomed Feng Liuhuo into the headquarters of the Dan League, and before he could say a few words, the Great Elder of the Holy Land, Dongfang Huaigu, had brought people to the Dan League, and Lan Jiu had to arrange for Su Ling'er to receive Feng Liuhuo on his behalf and welcome Dongfang Huaigu in person.

The face of the Great Elder of the Holy Land must still be given, especially in this context where the godslayer and the temple are evenly matched.

"Hello Holy Land Elder. ”

Feng Liuhuo Qi saw Dongfang Huaigu, and only greeted him softly.

Dongfang Huaigu didn't dare to make a mistake, so he gave a salute and said with a smile: "Flowing fire senior, look up for a long time." ”

Feng Liuhuo ignored Dongfang Huaigu, and his indifferent attitude made Dongfang Huaigu a little embarrassed.

Blue Wine didn't speak, but sat on the sidelines, thinking quietly.

Fengliuhuo came at a bad time, and Dongfang Huaigu came at a bad time, two people appeared at the same time, and there was obviously a problem.

Sure enough, Dongfang Huaigu expressed his intention and said directly to Lan Jiu: "Elder Lan, the Flowing Fire Senior is entrusted by the Divine Temple, and I hope that the Flowing Fire Senior and the Holy Land will come forward to mediate the war between the Divine Temple and the Godslayer Alliance, you see, should we negotiate in another place?"

There was some surprise in the blue wine.

Mediation?

Is the temple showing weakness?

How can a force that has gained the upper hand in a war take the initiative to mediate?

Blue Wine said to Su Ling'er on the side, "Let Shaoyue go to the Elder Pavilion." ”

After Su Ling'er left, Lan Jiu got up and invited, "Both, please." ”

Feng Liuhuo left Feng Jiutian in the Dan League, and the people who accompanied Dongfang Huaigu also stayed in the Dan League, and entered the Dan League Elder Pavilion with the blue wine.

In the Elders' Pavilion, Taiqiu Beard, Calculation Tianzhi, Jackdaw, etc. are all listed.

Taiqiu and others saw the phoenix flowing fire and the oriental nostalgia, and they greeted them one after another, and they could even talk about the past. For example, Taiqiu Beard, even if Tianzhi knows Fengliuhuo, he is also an old friend of Dongfang nostalgia for many years.

After some reminiscence, until the moon entered, the Elder Pavilion closed the door.

The sandalwood in the room is curling, and the dark fragrance is crispy.

Dongfang Huaigu got up and walked to the center, and said in a tone of compassion for the world: "The Holy Land is willing to ask for the life of the common people, hoping to end the war, return to peace, return peace to the common people, and return the peace of the soul." ”

Blue Wine looked at Dongfang Huaigu calmly, and his fingers moved slightly.

Shaoyue on the side got up and saluted, and asked intently: "The elder is for the common people, which is really a blessing for the common people." It's just that the Holy Land keeps saying that it is for the common people, but it has always chosen to be a bystander, treating the executioners who have committed many crimes, killed countless people, and caused chaos to the common people, is this how the Holy Land asks for the lives of the common people?"

Dongfang Huaigu didn't expect Ziyue to be so sharp, but he still prevaricated: "Everyone, Huaigu is an elder of the Holy Land, but he can't decide all the matters of the Holy Land. Since the appearance of the temple and the god-killing alliance, the Holy Land has not been able to go through the army for a day, hoping that it can contribute to the common people, save the dead and help the wounded, stop fighting, and promote the way of the saints. ”

"Now that the temple intends to mediate, and even entrusted Feng Liuhuo's predecessors to come to Zhongdu in person, isn't this their sincerity? The Holy Land believes that if it can mediate the war and make a truce with each other this time, it will not be a great event for the benefit of the common people. ”

Ziyue laughed, she didn't expect Dongfang Huaigu to be an old fox.

A light sentence of the Holy Lord's retreat became a reason for the Holy Land to be a bystander, when the Holy Land declared war on the Heavenly Court, why didn't it ask for any orders from the Holy Lord? The Holy Land may be preparing day and night to end the war, but it may not be the end of the Temple!

Stop fighting, the way of the saints!

What a rhetoric!

"The temple chaotic the southern spirit, disturbed the western spirit, attacked the eastern spirit, invaded the northern spirit, and coerced the central capital, until tens of millions of monks and nearly 10 million secular people were annihilated. In the face of such crimes, the Holy Land turned a blind eye. Now that the other party just threw out an idea of mediation, the Holy Land jumped out? Dare to ask the elder, why didn't the Holy Land wait for everyone to die before coming out to clean up the battlefield?"

Sazuki asked angrily.

"Tsukizuki!"

Dongfang Huaigu shouted coldly, his eyes became cold, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and said: "You are just a worldly daughter in cloth, why are you so presumptuous to me!"

Lan Jiu coughed lightly and said solemnly: "Elder Huaigu, Shaoyue is not only the deputy master of the Heavenly Gate, but also the deputy leader of the God Killing Alliance, not a cloth body. As for the daughter of the world, hehe, who didn't grow up in the world? Isn't the elder sitting in the Cangsheng Hall relying on the word "common life" in the elder's heart? Is it relying on the sword in the elder's hand?"

"Ziyue governs Qianyuan, controls the gate of heaven, and kills gods, and there are no longer a few Mahayana monks who die in her hands. Is the elder deceiving the lowly status of the daughter of the world, or is she not strong, or is he angry that she is not good?"

Dongfang Huaigu's face was pale, and he wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to fight back.

Feng Liuhuo lost no time in walking out and said bluntly: "Everyone, don't chase the past, but talk about the present." The temple offered to mediate, hoping that the temple and the god-killing alliance could no longer fight each other, and give Xuan Ling a chance to breathe. If the Godslayer Alliance has the will to cease fighting, it can put forward conditions and let Feng or the Elders of the Holy Land negotiate it. ”

Lan Jiu looked at Feng Liuhuo, this terrifying guy was probably already on the same front with the temple.

The fact that Luo Tiancheng had hid in the territory of the Tianhuang Clan was still clear about Lan Jiu, and such an obvious chain of interests would know which side the Tianhuang Clan was on at a glance.

It is impossible to mediate the war.

Since the war has begun, it will surely end with the defeat of one side.

Now that the temple and the god-killing alliance have not really broken their bones, how can it be possible to mediate?

What's more, when it comes to breaking your muscles and bones, it is naturally when you are sick and killing you, who will say anything to mediate?

It's a joke, a naked joke.

"What if we refuse?"

Lan Jiu saw that the elders such as Shaoyue and Taiqiu Beard shook their heads, so he asked with cold eyes.

"I'm going to be upset when I'm rejected. ”

Feng Liuhuo laughed softly.

Dongfang Huaigu also tore off the mask of warmth, changed his cold expression, flicked his fingers, and a low-grade magic weapon fell into his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Actually, acceptance should be your best choice, at least, you can reduce the number of deaths." ”