"I heard that Qianluo was so good to his brothers and subordinates that he had nothing to say. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In this case, I have to see what price this strict city lord and Qianluo kid can pay in exchange for him. Sect Master Zhao slapped him unconscious and scolded him endlessly, threw it to Master Wu Yuan, and said to Fang Muye at the head of the city.

Then he let out a long roar, and the three Heavenly Mandate Masters urged the terrifying fourth-order spirit beasts to "scream", and the twenty-four Martial Yuan Masters rode all the same fire cloud leopards, galloping over, and Grandmaster Zhao jumped to the head of the "Earth Scream", and then bypassed the "Baisha Pavilion City" and rushed towards the "Wanluo City".

Seeing that there was Lu Buwei who controlled the "Golden Light Cover" in Baisha Pavilion City, he was impregnable, but he couldn't help it, and although the blood cedony jade vein was tempting, it was in the depths of the 100,000-li mountain, if there was no insider to lead him to find it for a lifetime, Sect Master Zhao would be extremely single, and immediately gave up Baisha Pavilion City and went straight to "Wanluo City". He can see it clearly, Qianluo is now in "Wanluo City", as long as the thief captures the king first and kills him, Baisha Pavilion City will be self-defeating, and whether it is the wealth accumulated by the four major families in the city for thousands of years, or the blood cedony jade vein, it will be his.

As soon as they saw all the forces of Sect Master Zhao, both Lu Buwei and Fang Muye had a layer of cold sweat on their foreheads oozing out, and they were secretly glad that they were calm enough just now and did not jump off the city to fight hard, otherwise they would have died in the city at this time.

"Hurry up and report all this to Qianluo, let him prepare early, but it really can't be done, so he shrank in the 'Heavenly Mandate Palace' in Wanluo City and don't come out, and mourn the Golden Saint King to protect him. Lu Buwei said categorically to Fang Muye, "And we have to take action." ”

Fang Muye nodded vigorously, jumped off the city, and sent a message with the raised white eagle.

In the center of the Qin-Yuan Continent, a majestic mountain with a radius of 100,000 li and a height of more than a million zhang stands on the vast plain, reaching the sky and the ground, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, looking like a miracle from a distance.

This mountain is the holy place of all the Heavenly Mandate Masters on the continent - Weiyang Mountain.

Weiyang Mountain can't be seen at all, and the halfway up the mountain is completely covered by clouds and mist, and the mountain is full of all kinds of ferocious and powerful high-level spirit beasts, and even the ancient flood and desolation aliens are not uncommon.

Standing on the top of Weiyang Mountain through the clouds and mist, it is like coming to another space, and there is a golden sea of clouds as far as the eye can see, boundless. And the dense chess stars above the sky dome are also extremely low, as if within reach, the sky and clouds in the distance are connected, and the stars rise and fall in it, as if bathing and playing.

In the middle of the sea of clouds, three huge palaces in the shape of a triangle and located in an equilateral triangle stand majestically. The three palaces are built of unknown materials, moist as beautiful jade, as bright as glass, shining with golden light, and the weather is thousands, so that people can't help but want to bow down at first sight.

Around the three palaces, there are eighteen palaces that are either exquisite or rough, majestic or simple, elegant or majestic, and obviously smaller than the one largest palace. These twenty-one palace groups, large and small, are the Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple of Weiyang Mountain. Yes, the "Temple of Destiny of Heaven" on Weiyang Mountain is not one, but twenty-one. The three triangular palaces located in the center are the palaces of the "Three Ancestors", the supreme existence of the entire Heavenly Mandate Master Realm on the mainland, and the remaining eighteen are the palaces of the eighteen Holy Elders.

And these twenty-one majestic and glorious palaces are completely suspended in the air, just like a real divine palace immortal hall. As for the outer wall of the palace, it is densely carved with extremely thick mystical runes, which are connected with each other to form a majestic and powerful rune array, each palace is a node of the rune array, this rune array is really running, and the power is undoubtedly enough to destroy the world.

At this time, between the palaces, above the golden sea of clouds, there is a wide and more than ten miles, completely made of gorgeous jade polished jade paved with the heavenly avenue connection, countless five or six orders of powerful spirit birds, flying spirit beasts, and even fusiform, cabinet, square and other large and small flying boats, along the avenue of heaven shuttle, extremely prosperous, actually not much inferior to the big city in the world. To be able to serve in these twenty-one palaces, even if he is a servant, at least he is a viscount level cultivator. The high-ranking uncles, marquis, and dukes control all kinds of spirit beasts and birds, while the lowest-ranking viscounts can only take flying boats.

"Holy Elder, the five battlefields where we are fighting with the Mountain Barbarian Clan, the Xuanwu Wasteland Theater is still in a state of stalemate, and if there is no new force to invest, I am afraid that it will be completely deadlocked. Moreover, in the protracted war, our Terran Heavenly Destiny Division is obviously inferior to the mountain barbarians, and over time, morale is low, and we are afraid that we will be worried about defeat. The Holy Elders are also invited to adjudicate. "In an unpretentious palace in the northwestern corner of the eighteen Holy Elders' Palaces, a deep voice was like thunder, "rumbling" authentically.

In the main hall, on the Sumeru throne of "Nine Dragons Opera Star Dome" in the north, a middle-aged Heavenly Destiny Master with eyes like stars, bright forehead, and elegant face leaned on it, wearing a golden silk robe, embroidered with a five-clawed flying dragon pattern on his chest, a golden belt of heavenly light on his waist, a flat crown on his head, and nine red beads adorned with curtains, with a graceful bearing and a leisurely expression, and was silently listening to the words of his subordinates.

Under the throne of Sumeru, on the round bench carved from two columns of blood cedony jade, six equally magnificent Heavenly Mandate Masters sat upright, all wearing golden silk robes, four-clawed coiled dragons embroidered with gold thread on their chests, blood jade belts around their waists, and pearl pendant crowns on their heads. On the second round bench on the right, King Jin Bingkun was sitting.

The middle-aged Heavenly Mandate Master sitting on the throne of Sumeru was none other than Elder Ran Min among the Eighteen Holy Elders, the Emperor Cultivator who was as high as the clouds. Although he sat on the throne with a calm expression, there were faint fluctuations in his breath, and his eyes were like starry skies, and he faintly found that there were countless stars shining and disappearing, and a supreme majesty emanated, covering every inch of space in the entire hall. The six princes sitting at the bottom of the table can be called an earth-shattering giant anywhere in the world, but they look respectful in front of him, and they dare not be casual at all.

Under the Sumeru seat, in the open space between the two columns of kings and heavenly destiny divisions, the void ripples fluctuate, five huge round mirrors emerge, slowly rotate, and the clouds and rainbows roll, which respectively present mountains, wastelands, hills, plains, deep forests and other landforms, looking down from the sky, extremely real, unobstructed.

"How many new forces do we need to invest in order to be able to turn the situation around?" Elder Ran Min said casually, while the other four round mirrors shrunk, and the round mirrors increased dramatically, so that the image of the wasteland was also expanding rapidly, and the villages, rivers, and valley bottoms on the wasteland were presented one by one, becoming extremely clear. It was not until finally, when every house in the village could be seen, that the mirror stopped growing and grew no more. In the wasteland, patches of blue and large patches of red are interlaced with canine teeth, and red seems to be slightly predominant.

This scene in the round mirror is naturally the "Xuanwu Wasteland", a fierce battle between the human race and the mountain barbarians. The blue color represents the forces of the Terran Heavenly Mandate Division, and as for the red color, it is the Mountain Barbarians.

Sitting in the last one on the left, with thin eyes and long hair, a cold face, and a low voice, the prince Heavenly Mandate Master Gong Pi did not hesitate and said: "At present, the two sides can be called evenly matched, so the high-end combat power, only one earl, six viscounts are enough, of course, the cannon fodder below the baron also needs more than a dozen." ”

Ran Min frowned: "Do you need so much?"

Gong Pi smiled bitterly: "Our territory, Holy Elder, you have been laying for 10,000 years, and the Heavenly Mandate Masters of the major families naturally have as many as they want, the key is that our resources are insufficient." ”

In the "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple", the three ancestors control the entire world, and are the spiritual leaders and pillars of the entire human race. As for the Eighteen Holy Elders, they each sat on their own side, and each Holy Elder represented their own giant power group and had their own territory. For example, Qing, Bai, Red, Black, and Yellow were the first five Holy Elders, and now they serve as the domain masters of the five domains in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and these five domains are also laid down by their respective subordinates. The other thirteen elders, including Ran Min, occupied the territory at this time that was not inferior to the Five Domains, but they were all on the front line of the war with the Mountain Barbarians and the Kraken clans, and they were still in a state of development at this time. Therefore, the entire territory of the human race is the cumulative sum of the territory of the eighteen holy elders. It is precisely because of this that the Eighteen Holy Elders represent the entire "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple", and they want to expand their territory, whether it is to gather manpower, pay resources, as well as war death benefits, post-war resource distribution, etc., everything is their own responsibility.

Now that the territory of the Eighteen Holy Elders is vast and boundless, and they have governed for more than 10,000 years, tens of thousands of years, and new Heavenly Mandate Masters are emerging every year, so the manpower is sufficient, and the key is that resources are scarce.

According to the regulations of the "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple", to open up the territory, the "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple" pays all the resources in the early stage, such as the summoned Heavenly Mandate Master, the blood jade they need for cultivation, all kinds of rune arrays and talismans needed for battle, all kinds of elixirs to recover injuries, transportation materials, and all kinds of spirit beasts that can be put into actual combat, etc., all of which must be paid in full. The Heavenly Mandate Master to be summoned will establish his own city territory on it after he has really conquered the territory from the Kraken and the Mountain Barbarians, and will be privately owned, and all taxes will be reduced for the first five years, and after five years, half of the taxes generated by the land will be paid.

Because of this, among the eighteen holy elders, perhaps only the five domain lords of the green, white, red, black, and yellow domains could have a better life, and the other thirteen were all tight, which could be called stretched. After all, wars are all about resources, and the resources they have in their territory are often not enough to pay for the expansion of recruitment in the new year. You may ask, the Eighteen Holy Elders can choose to be stable, and if they don't expand, the Heavenly Mandate Masters, who are increasing year by year, want to have their own territory, and they are shouting to open up, so they force the "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple", that is, the Thirteen Elders, to choose to expand. Therefore, although the Thirteen Elders seem to be high and powerful, they are actually hard enough.

Because of the above reasons, after listening to Gong Pi's bitter words, the rest of the princes and heavenly masters all snickered. And what Elder Ran Min said about "still needing so much" did not mean the number of people, but the resources that had to be spent behind summoning so many Heavenly Destiny Masters.

"How much is missing, let's say. Ran Min sighed and resigned himself to his fate.

"The resources required by this newly invested batch of Heavenly Mandate Masters, equivalent to blood jade, are about two million or more. Gong Pi didn't know how many times he had counted this data, and he would come as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Let's all talk about it, where did these two million blood jade come from?" Ran Min rubbed his brows, said helplessly, and then couldn't help but complain, "Just two million blood jade, and I actually want me, a dignified holy elder, to solve it personally, this is simply equivalent to letting a country's monarch discuss the price of two chickens, and we will be poor to this point?"

Upon hearing Ran Min's words, all the Saint Kings couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Holy Elder, why don't you open the treasury a little, this blood jade will come out of the treasury, and then close the account when the battle situation is calm?" Seeing that the rest of the holy kings did not speak, Gong Pi couldn't help but say tentatively.

As a dignified saint elder and one of the eighteen giants of the mainland human race, Ran Min is naturally not really poor. In the field to which he belongs, the tribute paid in the city has always been divided into spring and autumn. All expenditures in the spring were used to maintain the expenses of the "Heavenly Mandate Heavenly Temple" in the field, as well as the wars in which the major battlefields expanded outward; as for the autumn tribute tax, all of them were collected into the "treasury" and sealed, and not a single blood jade was allowed to be moved. This is not only Ran Min's region that does this, but the "Three Ancestors" ordered that the realm of the Eighteen Holy Elders must be like this.

Whenever the "treasury" has accumulated for a hundred years, and the human race has also been born and sharpened a large number of brilliant Heavenly Mandate Division powerhouses after a hundred years of war, the "three ancestors" will come forward to gather all the tribute taxes of the eighteen treasury and personally formulate a strategic plan, or the Kraken Clan, or the Mountain Barbarian Clan, choose one of the two, and give them a ruthless, so as to sweep a large area of territory in one fell swoop, which is undoubtedly much stronger than the eighteen holy elders and other small fights.

"No! The treasury must not be opened. Sure enough, Ran Min flatly refused.

Although Gong Pi knew the result, he couldn't help but pout, and continued reluctantly: "Then Holy Elder, your private treasure house, can you advance two million blood jade and pay for it in advance?"

"No! The public is public, and the private is private, so how can my private treasury be used for official business? Without waiting for Gong Pi to finish speaking, Ran Min flicked his sleeves and categorically denied again.

As a dignified saint elder and one of the eighteen giants of the mainland human race, Ran Min is naturally not really poor. His private treasury is simply a small world, according to Gong Pi's estimation, even the autumn treasury is far from comparable, after all, the autumn treasury has to be emptied every hundred years, and since Ran Min was promoted to the Holy Elder, the private treasury has only been in and out, and it has never been opened once in tens of thousands of years.

"In this case, there is only the old way. "Gong Pi is listless and authentic.