Chapter 153: I'll Meet the Real Man!
The nine families suffered heavy casualties and greatly reduced their strength, and they were worried that they would be broken by the Cangli Ling clan one by one, so they all gathered in the camp of the Fufeng Qian clan.
Originally, there were more than 1,000 Qi cultivators, as well as eighteen foundation building monks, but after a previous defeat, now there are less than 800 Qi cultivators, and there are only eleven foundation building monks left.
Although the Fufeng Qian clan lost a lot of Qi cultivation monks, and even killed Qian Dafang in the late stage of foundation building, Qian Dafen in the middle stage of foundation building, and Qian Mingqing in the early stage of foundation building, there are still nearly 200 Qi cultivation monks and Qian Daqing in the late stage of foundation building and Qian Daquan in the middle stage of foundation building.
This kind of loss only made the Fufeng Qian clan hurt its muscles and bones, but it failed to hurt the root, and its strength was still not something that any of the eight families could challenge.
As for the other eight families, the two foundation building monks who could survive, as well as the seventy or eighty Qi cultivation cultivators, were already considered the best situation, and the only one who was not in a good situation was the injured foundation building monk, plus more than thirty qi cultivation cultivators.
Even those who survived, most of them were wounded, and their combat power was greatly reduced.
The loss of a single family may not be a big deal for the Fufeng Qian family, but for the eight Zhuji families, it is definitely a nerve-wracking injury.
In the central tent of the Fufeng Qian camp, Qian Daquan and Qian Daqing sat on the top, and on the left and right sides of the hands were the foundation building monks of the eight families in turn.
One by one, they hung their heads and looked sad, like a defeated rooster, without any fighting spirit.
After all, silence needs to be broken, Qian Daquan put his hand in front of his mouth and coughed lightly.
"Ahem, ahem. ”
The sudden coughing sound was very abrupt, instantly attracting the attention of all the foundation building monks present, and they all looked at Qian Daquan, the head of the Fufeng Qian clan, who was sitting on the head.
"Fellow Daoists, I know that your respective families have suffered heavy losses this time, but my Fufeng Qian clan has also suffered heavy losses, and only three of the foundation building monks have been killed in the battle, including the monks in the late stage of foundation building, but can we retreat?"
Hearing this, the monks of the eight families pondered deeply.
Qian Daquan continued: "Fellow Daoists, don't you want to avenge the children of the family who died in battle?"
"Our nine families have killed so many monks of the Cangli Ling Clan, and we have formed a blood feud with them, and it is no longer something you can retreat if you want to. ”
Indeed, in order to give an explanation to the dead clansmen, the Cangli Ling clan will not be good with the eight families.
"At this time, if we don't exert ourselves to destroy the Cangli Ling clan, and wait until it recovers, we will suffer. ”
When he said this, Qian Daquan spread his hands, "I Fufeng Qian Clan has Jindan real people in charge, and I am not afraid of the retaliation of the Cangli Ling Clan, but can your respective families block the revenge of the Cangli Ling Clan?"
Hearing this, the nine foundation-building monks below were obviously a little panicked, and after a while, the nine foundation-building monks regained their composure a little and figured out another relationship.
That is, compared to the eight families, the Fufeng Qian clan is the head enemy of the Cangli Ling clan, and with the Fufeng Qian clan in front, the eight families are absolutely very safe.
Therefore, several foundation building monks directly proposed to retreat, after all, if they retreated at this time, their respective families would be able to avoid another loss, but the benefits promised by the Fufeng Qian clan before would not be possible.
But if you don't retreat, you will continue to fight with the Cangli Ling clan, and if you don't get it right, you will risk extinction.
It's a dilemma, and the future of each family is at stake.
In this regard, the nine foundation building monks of the eight families were obviously divided into two factions, one faction was the two families that had suffered smaller losses in the previous war, and in order to obtain the benefits promised by the Fufeng Qian clan, the two families were willing to fight with the Cangli Ling clan again.
The other faction is the six families that suffered large losses in the previous war, and for the sake of the safety of the family's inheritance, these six families advocate retreating to avoid further expansion of losses.
After all, if the strength of each family is too lost, even if the Cangli Ling clan is destroyed in the end, it can only share a small part of the benefits.
If all the Zhuji elders in the family are killed in battle, not only will they not get the benefit of destroying the Cangli Ling Clan, but they will become the next Cangli Ling Clan and be wiped out by other families.
For these families, which have been passed down for hundreds of years and thousands of years, they are more willing to pass on the family in peace than to take huge risks with the survival of the family, because there is hope for existence.
At this moment, the eight families have long forgotten the oath they made when they formed the alliance and made a common advance.
Seeing that he couldn't get a result for a long time, the foundation building monk of the Jianping Guan clan said loudly: "Patriarch Qian, things have evolved like this, our nine families have all suffered heavy losses, on the other hand, the Cangli Ling clan has only lost more than a hundred Qi cultivation disciples, as well as a guest in the late stage of foundation building who has not had much longevity. ”
He paused and said, "Under the elimination of one and the other, maybe the Cangli Ling Clan will really not be destroyed." ”
"Who said that the Cangli Ling Clan has not yet come to an end?"
This Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice seemed to be speaking in everyone's ears.
However, except for the eleven foundation-building monks in the Great Tent, everyone else could not hear it.
Along with the sound came a blue light, which went straight into the big tent in the center of the Fufeng Qian camp, and the blue light disappeared, and I saw a thin old man standing in the center of the big tent with his handrail, wearing a green robe and a beard, and the aura it exuded made the foundation building monks feel depressed.
Qian Daquan and Qian Daqing were stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked in front of the old man ecstatically.
Qian Daquan said: "The child visits his father. ”
Qian Daqing said: "Meet the old patriarch." ”
The other nine foundation building monks also said respectfully, "I'll wait to meet the real person!"
Qian Chongyi nodded with satisfaction, walked to the top and sat down, looked at the foundation building monks, and asked, "Who just said that the Cangli Ling Clan has not yet come to the end of the year?"
Hearing this, the foundation building monk of the Jianping Guan clan stood up tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Qi senior, that word was said by the junior, but the junior has no other thoughts, and I hope that the senior will be aware of it." ”
Qian Daquan also said: "Father, this is the time to employ people, and I hope you can make the people of the Jianping Guan clan guilty and make meritorious contributions." ”
Jianping Guan's foundation building monk was full of gratitude to Qian Daquan in his heart, and nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, yes, Jianping Guan's is willing to make meritorious contributions, and hopes that the predecessors will forgive their sins." ”
Hearing this, Qian Chongyi's eyes looked coldly at the foundation building monks of the Jianping Guan clan, as well as the foundation building monks of the other seven families, "Now that the old man is here, the Cangli Ling clan will be destroyed, and if you dare to criticize it again, you will be the enemy of my Fufeng Qian clan, but don't blame the old man for killing him." ”
The nine foundation building monks were silent and said, "We will understand and swear to destroy the Cangli Ling clan." ”
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