"When...... When ......"

A loud bell sounded, and Li Hui, who was settling down in the stone house, suddenly opened his eyes and listened to the bell outside.

Each of these bells seemed to ring in the hearts of every monk, and at this moment all the monks who had fallen into meditation woke up.

The bell rang nine times before it stopped.

"This is the bell for all the monks in the Tianpeng camp to gather, you can gather with me. Lou, who was retreating in another room, rushed over with the wind and explained to Li Hui.

In the camp of the first brigade of the third department, all the monks came out of their quarters and gathered in the middle of the camp.

In a moment, all the monks were assembled, and the queue was neat, like an army in the world, and the two hundred monks gathered together, naturally there was a power that dominated the world.

Lou Suifeng and Li Hui stood at the front of the queue together.

"Tell the captain, all the monks of the first brigade of the third department have been assembled. A monk came out and bowed down to report to Lou Suifeng.

Lou Suifeng nodded: "All the monks listen to the order, follow me to gather!"

"Yes!"

The two hundred monks below agreed in unison, and the sound was rolling out, touching the heart.

Then Lou waved his hand in the wind and led his two hundred monks to the camp to gather.

In the center of the Tianpeng camp is an incomparably wide square, large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

At this moment, a large number of monks had already gathered densely, but they did not have the slightest disorder, and stood solemnly in eight huge phalanxes.

Lou Suifeng led his subordinates down to the formation of the third department, and stood in the position of the first team of the third department. Li Hui and Lou stood at the head of the team together with the wind.

After a while, all the monks of the eight divisions of the Tianpeng Camp arrived, but there was no sound of noise, more than 10,000 monks stood solemnly, and the momentum condensed by tens of thousands of monks made people feel extremely depressed, and even breathing seemed to be difficult.

These tens of thousands of monks are all genuine foundation-building monks! Such a huge formation is only a small part of the Lou family's true strength.

Lou Suifeng is the son of the head of the Lou family, but he can only be a captain who leads two hundred monks, which shows that there are strict rules in this army of monks, and there is no room for the slightest martyrdom.

And in front of the Eight Monks, there is a high platform.

An old man in a brocade robe with his eye sockets sunken deeply, but his eyes were extremely sharp, sat on the seat in the middle of the high platform. The powerful momentum exuded by the old man was comparable to the momentum of the tens of thousands of monks in the audience, and it was the president of this Tianpeng camp. A genuine infant monk.

Below, there were two rows of Jindan monks standing with their hands tied, none other than the eight leaders and thirty-two Dharma protectors.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The earth-shattering bell rang again, but this time it only stopped after three thoughts.

As soon as the bell stopped, the brocade-robed old man sitting in the middle nodded slightly, and one of the Dharma protectors at the end of the line stood up and strode to the front of the stage.

The Dharma Protector's gaze swept over the tens of thousands of monks below like an eagle falcon, and he shouted softly, "Each of the eight departments of the Tianpeng Camp has reported the number!"

As soon as the words fell, there were several announcements from the ranks of monks below.

"The first battalion of the first department has been assembled!"

"The first part and the second battalion are assembled!"

......

When it was Lou Suifeng's turn to be in the brigade, Lou Suifeng did not hesitate at all, and reported loudly: "The first team of the third department has been assembled!"

......

The sound was like rolling thunder through the phalanx of monks below.

After a while, the eight monks finished counting, and the Dharma protector turned around and returned to Taichung, facing the old man in the brocade robe, and said solemnly: "Lord Zhang, the eight departments of the Tianpeng Camp have been assembled, please give an order." ”

Li Hui sighed secretly in his heart, this Tianpeng camp is completely no different from the structure and discipline of the secular army, and it is really admirable to be able to train these cultivators who are idle in the clouds and wild cranes on weekdays like an army.

However, this kind of life is not what Li Hui wants, if it weren't for the fact that he was already in the situation this time, and he couldn't help himself, he would prefer to crisscross the cultivation realm alone and live that free and easy life.

After hearing the report of the Dharma Protector below, the brocade-robed old man nodded slightly, and the Dharma Protector bowed down and retreated to his place.

The old man in the brocade robe swept his gaze towards the tens of thousands of monks below, and suddenly every monk felt like a sharp sword stabbing at him, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Then the old man in the brocade robe slowly stood up and walked to the front of the stage.

Li Hui stood under the stage and looked up at this tall old man with deep eye sockets, but his waist was straight, and he did not have the slightest decadence, and he actually had a little surrender and worship in his heart. This is the temperament formed by the superior over time.

But this feeling was only fleeting, and Li Hui quickly regained his calmness, and just looked at the old man on the stage lightly.

The old man's gaze swept away, and he was clearly just standing on the stage casually, but it made people feel like a mountain was standing up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Xiazhou has been in turmoil for ten years, and this seat has been entrusted by the Lou family to be in charge of the Tianpeng camp for ten years. The old man suddenly spoke lightly. The voice was clear to the ears of every monk below.

Everyone's eyes converged on the old man standing in front of the stage.

Being watched by so many monks, if it were an ordinary monk, I am afraid that his mind would have collapsed and he would not be able to stand such a strong coercion, but the old man in the brocade robe was nothing.

"In the past ten years, the Tianpeng Battalion has participated in countless large and small wars, and finally made some names, and countless Taoist friends fell in the war, and many Taoist friends have also been added. ”

The old man spoke eloquently, as if he was at home with others.

"We are all cultivators, in the eyes of those secular mortals, we can all be regarded as immortals, cultivating the truth is immortal, going against the sky, vainly trying to break the way of heaven, between the great freedom and this heaven and earth, have you ever thought about why we want to join this war?"

Naturally, no one answered, and everyone just listened quietly to the old man's words.

"Because we can't get the cultivation environment and freedom we want, because we are being deprived of the rights and resources that we should have!" the old man's voice raised slightly.

"Xiazhou, it is the Xiazhou of all the monks, not the Xiazhou of the Ziwei Palace family! For a long time, all the monks of Xiazhou have been under the slavery of the Ziwei Palace, and they live carefully, once a certain sect develops and grows, it will be suppressed by the Ziwei Palace, or even erased, and the resources in the entire Desolate Beast Ze will become the private property of the Ziwei Palace!"

"We are fighting to get back what belongs to us, and we are fighting to take back the rights we should have!" the old man's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

The monk below suddenly felt a surge of blood welling up in his chest.

"Fight! Fight!"

Tens of thousands of monks shouted in unison.

When the call subsided, the old man said lightly: "Ziwei Palace has dominated Xiazhou for many years, and all the monks are unbearable, so they rose up to fight and formed an alliance to fight!"

The old man in the brocade robe continued slowly:

"When the Reverse Wei Alliance is formed, no matter how big or small the family and sect forces, including the scattered cultivators, can join and work together to overthrow the monopoly of the Ziwei Palace, after the war, no matter how big or small the forces, they can get a piece of territory that belongs to them, every monk can have their own cultivation place, Xiazhou is managed by the alliance of all monks, and everyone is the master of Xiazhou!"

Li Hui's heart moved, and he secretly analyzed the old man's words in his heart.

In the casual chat before, I also heard Lou Suifeng talk about the pattern of Xiazhou in the future.

In the Reverse Wei League, whether it is the Lou family or the Dugu family, they are no longer in the position of rulers like the Ziwei Palace in the past. Instead, all the sect forces formed an alliance to jointly govern Xiazhou.

It sounds like all sects are equal. But in fact, the Lou family and the Dugu family are powerful, and in the monk alliance, they naturally have the highest right to speak, so to speak, they are still headed by these two families.

It's just that on the surface, all the sects are equal, without any subordination, but the general trend in the dark is controlled by these big families.

This method is naturally much more clever than Ziwei Palace. First of all, the other small sect forces are no longer suppressed, they can concentrate on development, and they can accept the protection of the alliance.

Everyone's future development depends on strength and opportunity, so naturally those big forces take advantage. But those small sects also have a glimmer of hope, if the sect prospers, and one or two powerful people appear, then the status of the main sect will naturally change.

Moreover, the spiritual veins and mines that were originally controlled by the Ziwei Palace family were now attributed to the Monk Alliance, and they were distributed according to their respective seats in the alliance, so that those cultivation resources could be distributed relatively fairly. For ordinary monks, this is indeed good news.

Thinking about this section, Li Hui secretly admired the cleverness of the Lou family, in this way, the Lou family is one of the three major forces in Xiazhou, and can control the vast majority of resources and industries, and let some small profits be given to others, so as not to be jealous.

The cultivation realm is not a secular country in the first place, there is no absolute rule, and Ziwei Palace relies on its strong strength to dominate Xiazhou, and it will inevitably be counterattacked.

"Ten years of hard fighting, and now it's time to end! This battle is the last battle between us and that Ziwei Palace! After this battle, you can cultivate with peace of mind and pursue the Great Dao!"

The alliance has provided a large number of high-level exercises, elixir spirit stones, and heavenly and earthly treasures as rewards for meritorious achievements!"

"We don't fight for anyone, we only fight for ourselves!" the old man in the brocade robe said word by word, sonorous and powerful.

"Fight! Fight!"

The tens of thousands of monks underground were indignant, and their morale was completely raised, and everyone was infected by the old man's words, and they only felt that the blood in their chests was boiling. A tsunami of slogans resounded throughout the camp.

Li Hui was relatively calm, as soon as he was alone, whether Xiazhou belonged to Ziwei Palace or the monk alliance in the future, it would not have much impact on him.

Second, these monks were infected, but it was also because when the old man spoke, he implied some secret techniques of divine consciousness catalysis, and unknowingly, these people were affected.

"Let's go!" the brocade-robed old man waved his sleeves and said indifferently.

Then all eight commanders stood in front of the stage.

"All departments listen to the order, take the brigade as a unit, and set off!"

Groups of monks walked out of the phalanx, but they boasted to a teleportation array set up at the other end of the square.