Chapter 297: A Difficult Choice

In the Yanyun Mountain Range, in the Hall of Absolute Heart, one woman, three men, and four monks sat on the ground.

The wooden floor made of green trees exudes a pleasant fragrance, the empty hall is deserted, only a brass incense burner is still burning, and a few landscape calligraphy and paintings hang on the wall.

Lan Xin sat on a futon made of wormwood, her face cold, without a trace of a smile on her face.

Mingyang, who was sitting in the second seat, spoke first: "The three-hundred-year-old Daofu collection order, the time limit is about to expire, this time it will be difficult for the disciples above the Spirit Infant Realm in the sect to escape the fate of being recruited." ”

Han Xuzi lowered his head and sighed: "Under the catastrophe, killing opportunities are everywhere, even if you are a monk, it is difficult to enjoy peace." I don't know how long this Dao Demon War will last. ”

The entire world of cultivating truth, headed by the five Dao monarchs, cultivates the truth and seeks the Tao, and understands the truth of heaven and earth, so it is favored by the heavenly way of this world and regards itself as the orthodoxy of the Great Dao.

In order to accumulate Dao practice and gain the favor of the Great Dao, hundreds of millions of monks from the five Dao Monarchs to the bottom did their best to open up the Dao. For hundreds of millions of years, countless planets and civilizations have been conquered, assimilated, and contained by the Great Dao.

Even the endless sea of stars could not stop the monk's preaching, until he encountered the demon realm.

The Demon Realm is a world where demons thrive, and it is a super force equal to the cultivation world, and it also has its own world origin and civilization concept.

Different beliefs and pursuits eventually had to resort to force, and they collided violently with each other.

The flames of war that were ignited, burning and burning the Three Realms, have not been extinguished for hundreds of millions of years, but have a tendency to intensify.

This is a battle of avenues. There is no room for compromise or compromise. Only one side fell completely. Then it will be the food for the other party to continue to move towards the future, and it will end.

The Dao Demon War, this is the general trend of the times, and it is also the will of the Heavenly Dao Origin of the Xiuzhen World, even the Dao Monarch cannot disobey, he can only obey the will of Heaven, organize the Dao Mansion, and lead hundreds of millions of Dao troops. Expedition across the endless sea of stars to the Demon Realm.

And Lan Xin and the others are the Dao soldiers under the command of Xuanhong Daojun, one of the Five Great Dao Monarchs of the Xiuzhen Realm, and they are currently subordinate to the Dao Army Headquarters under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Trunk Dao Mansion.

Among the disciples sent by the Xuanxin Sect to participate in the war, Lan Xinxiu was the highest, who was already in the Golden Body Realm, and had repeatedly performed miraculous feats in the previous wars, so now he has even been promoted to the rank of Heavenly General, and he has certain privileges and can lead troops independently.

Enemies, friends and loved ones who died on the battlefield over the course of a long time. I don't know how many. Such tragedy and sentimentality deeply infected every monk who participated in this war.

Han Xuzi's words. It resonated with the other three, and Lan Xin was the first to get started, and he saw a lot of such life and death. In the past three thousand years, she has seen too many disciples accept the recruitment of the Taoist government, and since then they have never returned, and they have died in the foreign land.

The monk comprehended the avenue and changed his life against the sky, just for the sake of longevity, how could he be willing to die like this?

However, the order of the Dao Monarch represents the will of the Great Dao of this world and cannot be disobeyed. The monks had to rise up with their swords and rush to the battlefield to conquer the Demon Realm.

Now that a new round of solicitation orders is about to be issued, even Lan Xin, who has a resolute personality, can't help but worry about her younger brothers and sisters.

"Mingyang, you can count how many disciples of our Xuanxin Sect are newly promoted to the realm. ”

Ming Yang looked at Lan Xin and knew her thoughts, so he immediately took out the materials that had been prepared for cultivation and read, "In the last three hundred years, we have a total of 24 newly promoted Spirit Infant Realm cultivators...... Including the second senior brother Xingchenzi. ”

When everyone heard this, they were silent for a while.

"Second Senior Brother only advanced to the Spirit Infant Realm a few months ago, can you submit an application to the Dao Mansion to postpone the recruitment, so that we can have more time to prepare. ”

It was Fa Yi who said this, the chief disciple of Fa Wuzhen, one of the five people who returned to the sect that day. Fa Yi participated in the Dao Demon War with Lan Xin six hundred years ago, and knew the tragedy of the battlefield.

I don't know how many Taoists, in the journey to conquer the demon world, buried their bones in other places.

"Yes! I remember that in this case, it is indeed possible to apply to the provincial government to suspend the call. ”

At this time, some people echoed it, and what they said was indeed the truth. After all, it is not easy for monks to practice, from Zhuji to Yuan Dan, from Yuan Dan Dao Spirit Infant, every progress is free between life and death, and it may turn into ashes under the catastrophe.

It can be said that every monk is extremely talented, how can he be sacrificed at will?

Especially in the current situation like Lin Shengsheng, it is very embarrassing, here has just been promoted to the spirit infant, and over there is the arrival of the Daofu collection order that occurs once in three hundred years.

You know, it's useless to cultivate in the air, on the battlefield, you don't have enough means to save your life, such as subtle and swordsmanship, no matter how high your cultivation is, it's a fat sheep, and it's purely only a matter of sending you to death.

Therefore, after hundreds of millions of years of war, the Taoist government will not be accommodating to such special situations, such as allowing newly promoted monks to postpone reporting to the Taoist government for more than a hundred years.

"There is such a rule, the question is whether we say this matter or not, we have to nod the person in charge of recruiting recruits in the Dao Mansion. ”

Mingyang obviously knew the inside story, and at this time, he set his eyes on Lan Xin.

Lan Xin closed her eyes and was silent for a long time before she opened her eyes and said, "I will do this matter myself." ”

When Fa Yi heard this, he was immediately shocked, and shouted repeatedly: "Senior sister, don't go! This year's Daofu conscription work is presided over by the Xuantian faction, if you go, you can only go and beg Leng Qian, do you really want to marry that kind of guy!?"

Han Xuzi was also full of sorrow at this time, and also persuaded Lan Xin: "Yes, senior sister, the second senior brother has now survived the catastrophe, and there are still 800 years of life to enjoy, this tribulation pill is not needed, and the promised marriage contract should be canceled." ”

Feeling the concern of several juniors and disciples, Lan Xin also felt warm in her heart, but when she thought of Xingchenzi's matter, she couldn't let go, and looked at Fayi and Han Xuzi with a cold face: "Do you want Xingchenzi to die!?"

"How could it be! We never thought that something would happen to the second senior brother!"

"Yes, yes, how could we let Senior Brother Xingchenzi have an accident?"

Fa Yi and Han Xuzi had both received the favor and care of Xingchenzi, so naturally it was impossible to think so, so they hurriedly explained.

And Mingyang also spoke at this time. His expression was full of helplessness: "I want to postpone the registration time." The provincial government is okay to say. In fact, the biggest problem is the legion to which the province belongs. You should know that each conscription is presided over by a different sect to form a Taoist army. ”

The Daofu directly belongs to the Daojun and is a descendant force, and the specific conquest tasks are actually carried out by the legions formed by various sects. Not all sects can be, at least they must be a sect founded by Daojun's personal disciples such as the Xuanzhen Sect to have this qualification.

"It's good to say that the conscription is presided over by the Xuanzhen faction. We come to the door in person and always get things done. But this time it is under the control of the Xuantian Sect, and we have no other choice......"

A difficult choice, in front of everyone, and this time no one spoke again.

The Xuantian Sect, like the Xuanzhen Sect, both master the thirty middle ways passed down by the Dao Monarch himself, and their authority is second only to the Great Dao, which is far from being something that a sect like Xuanxin Sect that only masters the small path can afford to provoke.

If the Xuantian Sect was unwilling to be accommodating and had to follow the rules, they would have no way at all.

Lan Xin sighed. finally made a decision: "There is no need to say anything about this anymore, I will go to see Leng Qian in person." None of you are allowed to tell SΓΉ Xingchenzi, you know!?"

"Got it......"

The answers of Fayi and others were filled with endless bitterness and unwillingness, this is the helplessness of the small sect, and if there is no strength, there is no right to speak.

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Lan Xin's quiet departure did not attract the attention of others in the sect, and Lin Shengsheng was also busy with his own cultivation at this moment, and he had not yet realized what kind of sacrifice Senior Sister Lan Xin had made for him.

The matter of preaching is extremely unsmooth, ordinary mortals, and there is no one in a hundred who has the qualifications to practice. And here, there are even fewer people who can really complete the foundation, almost only a 1 in 10,000 chance.

And relying on ordinary believers to accumulate Dao Practice, for Lin Shengsheng at this stage, it is really a lot of hidden dangers, and it is not advisable, so it makes him very depressed: "If you can't accumulate Dao Practice, it is impossible to strengthen my Dao foundation simply by exhaling spiritual energy to cultivate Dao Method, even if the cultivation is high, others may be able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth to kill me to the slag with a single thought, what is the meaning of this?"

When Lin Shengsheng was worried about his future, a fair-eyed Taoist boy came running on a crane to ask for a meeting, and after asking, he learned that he was Han Shangzi's newly accepted apprentice, named Deqi.

Deyu is only less than 14 years old, and he is still a pink and tender Zhengtai, and he will be shy when he sees strangers.

He was struggling to hold a magic sword, standing next to an immortal crane, and just when he saw Lin Shengsheng, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Deyu has seen Uncle Xingchenzi, and the master asked me to greet your old man on his behalf." ”

Qiao Shengsheng's smiling face was flushed, obviously a little recognized, and he didn't dare to look at Lin Shengsheng, but he just tried to hand over the magic sword in his hand with both hands: "This is a gift that the master entrusted me to pass on to you." ”

Lin Shengsheng touched his face a little speechlessly, crying and laughing: "Old man, 800 years old, he is indeed a little old." ”

Of course, this was not spoken, it was purely self-deprecating.

After taking the magic sword, his hand was a little heavy, which made Lin Shengsheng slightly surprised, and said in his heart, no wonder he saw Deyu move just now. If he hadn't practiced some Taoism at a young age, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to move it as an ordinary person.

Scold!

The sharp blade slashed through the scabbard, making a sonorous sword sound, its sound was cold, revealing murderous intent, it can be seen that it is indeed a rare divine weapon. Take a closer look, only to see the word "thunder" engraved on the back, inlaid with five precious jade, and all of them are faintly purple thunder.

"Hmm, this Thunder Sword is at least a fourth-order divine weapon, where did Han Shangzi get it?"

He was not surprised by the fact that Lin was not surprised, he knew a little bit about the division of the magic sword grades in this cultivation world. Generally speaking, magic swords are divided into three levels according to their power and attributes: famous swords, sharp weapons, and divine weapons, and each level is divided into nine levels, at least as far as Lin Shengsheng knows.

And the fourth-order divine weapon is no longer an ordinary magic sword, and there are not a few such treasures that can be found in the Xuanxin Sect.

Immediately, he noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and his eyes stared at De Yu, who was standing on the side and worried, and asked, "Hmm, why didn't Han Shangzi come in person for such an important matter, but let you do it on your behalf?"

This was originally just an ordinary question, after all, Lin was a king-maker who mastered a world in his life, and his demeanor unconsciously revealed the kind of intimidating power that had been in the top position for a long time, and as a result, De Yu was directly scared to tears.

In desperation, Lin Shengsheng had no choice but to give up asking, just thinking that maybe Han Shangzi happened to have something to do. (To be continued......)