"Palace Master, why don't we take advantage of the fact that the southern line of the "Hong Pharaoh Monk" has not yet arrived to rendezvous, and our troops are still superior, we will launch a general attack on the Tianluo Tantric Sect on the opposite bank in the near future, and we will fight it out and defeat the main force of the Tianluo Tantric Sect with all our might. "Xuanhe", the elder of the Spirit Ice Palace, wrinkled his beautiful eyes, broke the silence in the tent and said.

"Fairy Xuanhe is right, when the "Hong Pharaoh Monk" brings people to come, we don't have many chances of winning, it's better to let it go, without further ado, we can launch an attack tomorrow!" Xiahou Changxin, who was sitting on the left, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said,

"The Seventh Elder is right, it can't be delayed any longer!"

"We really can't wait for the other party's reinforcements to arrive!"

"yes! I'll fight with those bald asses tomorrow!"

......

The two elders and deacons present in the camp exchanged their heads and ears, discussed in low voices, and nodded their heads one after another, most of them agreed with the proposal of the "Xuanhe Elder" of the Spirit Ice Palace, and when the other party's reinforcements came, the general trend would really be gone, and the chances of victory would be slim.

"At present, although our troops are still superior, but the Tianluo Tantric Sect on the other side is well defended, and there are a large number of "Spiritual Energy Crystal Cannons", if we choose to attack, the sect will pay great casualties, and it will be difficult to break through in a short time. The Great Elder of the Spirit Ice Palace in the front row on the right side, "Hanmo Zhenren", shook his head and said.

"Senior brother's words are wrong, for the sake of today's plan, even if the casualties are large, we should immediately launch a strong attack, otherwise when the two armies of the Tianluo people meet, we will be defeated!" The six elders of the Spirit Ice Palace, "Pastoral Zhenren", said with a gloomy face.

"Having said that, once the attack can't be forced, drag it to the "Hong Pharaoh Monk" to come with the men and horses, and then fall into the front and back attacks, but it will be dangerous!" Han Mo Zhenren didn't care about the face of the "Pastoral Spirit", he knew that the "Pastoral Spirit" junior brother was eager for revenge, and sighed and said worriedly.

In the battle seven days ago, the four elders of the Lingbing Palace, the brother of the "Pastoral Soul Zhenren", the "Pastoral Soul Zhenren", died together with the old monk of the Tianluo Tantric Sect, the Jindan Old Monk, and the Heavenly Spirit Ice Palace also lost a one-star battleship "Ice Vulture".

Although the casualties paid by the Heavenly Luo Tantra Sect that day were greater, it also made the Spirit Ice Palace unable to draw manpower and go to meet the fleet of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect that had rushed to meet.

"Senior Sister Xuanshui, what is the total number of sect disciples who can fight in the camp now?"

"Fellow Daoist of the Heavenly Wind, where is your sect?

The "Pastoral True Person" got up with a gloomy face, first asked the "Senior Sister Xuanshui" who commanded the logistics, and then turned around and asked Xiahou Changxin on the side.

"The total number of disciples who can fight in the sect is about 5,000!" "Xuanshui Zhenren", who was as plump as a young woman, immediately replied without thinking.

"There are about fifteen hundred warrior disciples in this sect. Xiahou Changxin also quickly replied.

"Senior Sister Xuanshui, how many troops do the Tianluo people have left now?" Mu Ling Zhenren then asked.

"Plus the hired "Reincarnation Guard", about five thousand!" Xuanshui Zhenren replied directly.

"That's why Senior Brother is too worried! Our troops are more than 1,500 people, and if the whole army attacks, we will definitely be able to break through the Tianluo camp. Mu Ling Zhenren looked at Senior Brother Hanmo and said firmly.

"If the two armies fight a decisive battle in an open place, they can win a big victory, but they need to think twice about attacking a well-defended garrison!"

The palace master of the Lingbing Palace, "Xuan Vulture Fairy", sitting at the top of the tent of the Chinese army, was dressed in silver armor, without saying a word, frowning and looking at the dispute between the two junior disciples, she waited for another "news", before the "news" came, any decision made was in vain.

At this time, Xiahou Changxin, who was sitting below, changed his face slightly, and took out a jade plaque carved in a perfect circle, which was a piece of "Thousand Machines Jade Language", and it was the rarest "Four Seas Jade Language" in the "Jade Language" class of magic weapons, taking the meaning that all the four seas could communicate.

The "Four Seas Jade Language" was flashing with fluorescence, and obviously there was information coming, and Xiahou Changxin's spiritual sense immediately communicated with the jade card in his hand and read the spiritual message that came.

There are only three pieces of "Jade Language" of this level in the Huang Shengzong, and the other two pieces, one is in the hands of the Northern Line Sect Master "Shengyi Zhenren", and the other is in the hands of the "Xuanmu Zhenren" who is sitting in the sect's station.

When Xiahou Changxin took out the "Four Seas Jade Language", the palace master of the Lingbing Palace, the "Xuanhu Fairy", immediately paid attention to the change in Xiahou Changxin's expression, and the "news" she was waiting for came, and her face became more solemn.

In addition to the two "Snow Wolf Battleships" still rushing to Woma Lake, the other three "Spiritual Energy Battleships", including the "Hong Pharaoh Monk" himself, attacked Huangsheng Mountain, where the sect was stationed. After Xiahou Changxin read the spiritual letter, his face changed abruptly, and he got up and said.

"What?"

"These bald men are so bold!"

"Second Elder, what should I do?"

The deacons of the Yellow Sage Sect on Xiahou Changxin's side changed color when they heard this, and everyone in the Lingbing Palace was also shocked, only the face of the "Xuan Vulture Fairy" above did not change, as if they had known about this matter, they still looked at Xiahou Changxin, waiting for the decision of the Yellow Sage Palace.

"The mountain gate is in trouble! The sect master ordered the poor Dao to lead the disciples of the sect to return to the aid immediately, and also asked the Xuanhu Daoist friends to see it!" Xiahou Changxin said to the palace master of the Lingbing Palace, the Xuanhu Fairy.

"Xiahou Daoyou, it's serious!When are Daoyou going to leave?"

"The matter of returning to help is urgent, Poor Dao will start to prepare, and I will leave tomorrow, fellow Daoists, see you again!" Xiahou Changxin hugged his fists to several Lingbing Palace elders one by one, and then took Huang Shengzong and everyone to withdraw from the Chinese military camp.

"Senior sister, how can this be good?" After Xiahou Changxin and the others came out of the camp, the white-haired "Hanmo Zhenren" frowned and hurriedly asked.

"Senior brother sit down first, don't be impatient!" After the Xuan Vulture Fairy finished speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored the questions of several Spirit Ice Palace elders.

Seeing the senior sister like this, several people couldn't help but look at each other, the camp tent fell silent again, and the Xuan Vulture Fairy didn't say a word, waiting for another "news", and before calling everyone to discuss, Uncle "Hanluan" had already left the camp.

The surface of Woma Lake is as clear as a mirror, sparkling, the ethereal ice palace "Hanluan Zhenren" and the Tianluo Tantric "Panlong Dharma King" look at each other in the air, the "Hanluan Zhenren" face is like frost, and the "Panlong Dharma King" is smiling, and the two have not said a word for a long time.

"Since the Great Wilderness Sword Sect has been destroyed, and the nobles have been given a place to live and raise, if they continue to fight, it will be nothing more than a defeat for both sides, how about stopping it?" Although Han Luan Zhenren was reluctant, in order to take care of the rise and fall of the entire sect, he took a deep breath and took the lead in breaking the silence with a calm face.

"If the fairy had agreed to the poor monk's proposal earlier, there would have been no such war, but now that the war has started, and the clan has gone south, there is no arrow to turn back, fairy, please go back!"

"Hmph! What a "no turning back arrow", since the Dharma King chooses not to die, then let the horse come! I really think that the Lingbing Palace is afraid of you, and the poor road is waiting for you in the Tianxue Mountain!" Han Luan Zhenren suddenly looked frosty and was very angry. Coming to negotiate peace, Hanluan Zhenren had already had the heart to give up some territory, but this old monk of Panlong said nothing in one bite, as if he was eating Dingling Ice Palace.

"Amitabha!" Looking at the real person of Hanluan who was angry in the Buddha's clothes, Panlong Fayu put away his smile and silently recited a Dharma number.

If there is no "Reincarnation Palace", it is obviously the best choice to avoid too many casualties at this time, but if there is no "Reincarnation Palace" all the time, it will not be easy to take away even an inch of territory from the four sects.

At midnight, Liu Yu followed behind Changsun Xuan, turned around the camp seven times and eight times, and came to a white camp tent, Changsun Xuan stopped and turned around and said: "Master should rest in the tent, I'll go in and have a look, junior brother wait here first!"

"Senior Sister Xuan, it's hard work!" Liu Yu said gratefully, carrying a bamboo food box.

Changsun Xuan smiled slightly, lifted the curtain and entered, Liu Yu stopped in front of the tent, his heart was pounding, and the hand holding the food box trembled slightly, after Liu Yu was transferred to the painting hall, he always wanted to find an opportunity to thank Changsun Rong in person, but he didn't dare.

After receiving a notice during the day, the army of the sect would set off to return to the sect tomorrow, and after Liu Yu hurriedly completed the task of drawing talismans, he rushed to the valley night market, found some ingredients, and personally cooked a delicate spiritual meal "Golden Jujube Snow Lotus Porridge", and mustered up the courage to find the eldest grandson Xuan.

"The master is here, let's go in! There is still something in the treasury, so the senior sister will leave first. Also, Senior Brother Liu, take care!" Soon, Changsun Xuan walked out of the tent, and after he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked away with a red face.

"Senior sister, take care too!" Liu Yu looked at the back of the eldest grandson Xuan leaving, and said silently in a low voice.

After stopping for a few breaths, Liu Yu took a deep breath, opened the curtain and stepped in, seeing the eldest grandson Rong wearing a light veil, sitting in front of the tea table in the tent, and immediately said respectfully: "Junior Liu Yu, meet the eldest grandson!"

"What's the matter?" said Eldest Sun Rong in a cold voice.

"Thank you seniors for transferring the juniors to the "Painting Talisman Institute", the juniors specially made a spiritual meal, please taste it!" Liu Yu said nervously when he saw that the eldest Sun Rong had a frosty face.

"Put it down! I transferred you to the "Drawing Talisman Office", just because the war was tight and there was a lack of manpower, so I had no other intentions. Eldest Sun Rong still said coldly.

"I still have to thank my seniors!" Liu Yu hurriedly put down the food box, and the eldest grandson Rong's tone was stiff, so that Liu Yu didn't know what to say for a while.

"If it's okay, let's go out!" Seeing Liu Yu stunned in place, Eldest Sun Rong indifferently ordered the eviction.

"Senior, excuse me!" Liu Yu bowed bitterly and withdrew from the camp, feeling extremely disappointed in his heart, and feeling that he was too ridiculous, like a toad, without knowing it.

After a long time, Changsun Rong sighed slightly, opened the food box, poured out a bowl and tasted it, the porridge soup was crystal clear, sweet and delicious, so much so that it was very suitable for her appetite, and she couldn't help but think of the scene of being trapped in the stone cave back then, and finally put down the small bowl, shook her head gently, and put away the distracting thoughts in her heart.