Wet viviparity

Chapter 810 List, all signed
"Hide your head and show your tail!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan snorted coldly.

His words were clearly directed at the "attendants" outside the three carriages. Among these "attendants" were both contemporary leaders of the Cloud and Rain Temple and leaders of unorthodox sects.

Those from unorthodox sects all kept their distance, with only a few daring to show their faces.

Among this group were the three demons from Hundred Birds Mountain who had escaped death at Crane Temple. Ji Ming also saw Little Green Maiden, who was standing behind a big monk, casting a hostile glance at him.

The three divine carriages hovered, shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see their true forms.

Only before the chariot of the God of Death, a wisp of water vapor condensed into a blurry human figure. Its voice was ethereal and elusive, seemingly both near and far, as it addressed the True Lord: "Brother Lu has drawn the boundaries, and I have already observed them. However, the establishment of these three borders will greatly hinder my Cloud and Rain Temple."

"Oh?"

Lu Zhenjun lightly draped his whisk over his arm, his expression calm, and said, "I would like to hear the details."

The water pipe-shaped figure pointed to the cold-light map: "First, the Great Clouds Float Over the Frontier."

The area of ​​light in the picture rippled slightly. "Mount Da Yunfu is the sacred site of the Four Fiends of my temple. Among them, the Baolin Water Palace is where the God Lord cultivated in seclusion in his early years. Deep beneath the mountain is the location of the ancient Panjiang Cave. The relationship between them is of great importance."

If we were to establish a battleground here, while our Cloud and Rain Temple would certainly have the advantage of terrain, we would also be hesitant and unable to act freely.

The God of Death turned to the second place, "Secondly, the Five Poisons Territory."

The image shows a flashing crimson light. "Brother Dao uses the Wangzi Pool of Yixian Mountain as the axis, expanding outwards by 180 li. However, as everyone knows, Taiping Mountain, in its second war, secured the Qiankun of Dingling, and completely controlled the Five Poisonous Blessed Lands, making it as solid as an iron barrel."

Moreover, the Five Poisons Territory has already encompassed the Five Immortals Sect's territory. Everyone knows the Five Immortals Sect is now a lackey of your Taiping Mountain. When my temple's gods and demons enter, we will be surrounded by enemies.

Finally, the water smoke figure pointed to Han Bojiang: "Thirdly, this is clearly a battleground."

At this moment, his voice carried a hint of sarcasm, "Brother Dao, take the outer perimeter of the Heavenly River Altar as the center and encircle a three-hundred-mile radius of cold waves. The vast expanse of cold waves transformed from the Clear River Hanging White Array outside the altar is specifically designed to defeat the demon soldiers and ghost soldiers of my temple. To fight here is no different from driving sheep into the tiger's mouth, binding one's own hands and feet."
This territory should be abolished, or at least its boundaries should be extended by one hundred li to include some ordinary waters that have not been weakened by the cold waves, in order to demonstrate fairness and justice.

"Cancel?!"

Luo Ji's forehead gleamed with a cold light, her crimson hair danced like flames, and her sharp aura surged, causing the weapon in the hand of a demon general holding a halberd beside the imperial carriage to hum.

"Let me tell you the truth, Hanbo Frontier is where I train my juniors and eliminate rabble. Are you afraid that your demon soldiers and ghost troops will be wiped out? Cancel it? Wishful thinking!"

Before the battle, the atmosphere was tense, but neither side spoke easily or argued much. Everyone present was highly skilled and possessed powerful primordial spirits, and both sides generally understood each other's strategies and ideas.

"True Lord Lu, fellow Daoists, this stalemate is merely wasting time and does nothing to benefit the calamity!"
In another chariot, the God of Drought spoke up: "We are not your lackeys of Taiping Mountain. How can you decide the fate of these three regions? If we are to retreat and tolerate in this way, it would be better to just offer our necks and wait to be slaughtered."

Of these three regions, the Great Cloud Floating Region and the Five Poisons Region must be abolished.

Furthermore, the Cloud and Rain Temple has no need for any so-called training of future generations. These three lists need not be determined by any level of cultivation; they are all viewed as one. Life and death are one's own responsibility, fortune and misfortune are one's own burden. Within the three realms, one can freely fight and settle grudges.

Upon hearing the last sentence, the expressions of the leaders of Victoria Peak changed slightly.

What does it mean that there are no requirements for cultivation level in the Three Borders Register?
This means that the top supernatural beings in the Cloud and Rain Temple can hunt down Taiping Mountain disciples and even core figures of the four realms without any scruples. This proposal can be described as extremely vicious.

Originally, the fact that the disciples below the third realm were fighting against those demons and monsters in the Cold Wave Frontier was heartbreaking for the leaders. How could they let their disciples be wasted in a chaotic melee?

However, before the leaders could speak, the God of Drought changed the subject and said, "In exchange, my Cloud and Rain Temple will also make some concessions."

"The threshold for spiritual cultivation cannot be changed!"

Master Xinghua said emphatically.

"can."

Just when everyone thought there would be a debate, the God of Danger in the last carriage unexpectedly agreed.

"Since there is a threshold for cultivation level in the Three Realms Register, there should be no distinction between sects. Although this great calamity is a great calamity in the South, it is not just a great calamity for our two families in the South. It is time to settle the accounts of the cause and effect."

"Can!"

Lu Zhenjun said.

Then Zhenjun continued, “As a place for resolving karma in the fifth or even sixth realm, it should either be set up in your Great Cloud Floating Mountain or in my Taiping Mountain. You are afraid of harming the innocent, but I have no such worries.”

After these words were spoken, the three gods had nothing more to say.

After a long silence, the three gods' aura clearly subsided. The God of Dangerous Path in the chariot said, "Alright, I, the Cloud and Rain Temple, accept the Great Cloud Floating Frontier, but the Cold Wave Frontier must be expanded by a hundred miles. In addition, the last frontier needs to be discussed from scratch."

Where should it be placed?

Lu Zhenjun asked.

"Southern Wilderness, the Fire Position of Heaven and Earth!"

A senior monk stepped out from the Yunyu Temple's ranks, clasped his hands together, and said. Upon hearing this, Ji Ming subconsciously straightened his back and glanced at Lu Zhenjun out of the corner of his eye.

He almost instinctively thought that the big monk was Lu Zhenjun's mole, but then he thought again and felt that something was wrong.

This matter must have been planned in advance by the three gods of Yunyu Temple, or even the four evil spirits of Yunfu, who are on a higher level. Now it is just being revealed by this great monk.

Ji Ming guessed that it was the senior monk who spoke, rather than the three gods themselves. Perhaps it was this monk, or the force behind him, who had put in a lot of effort in the process of defining this territory, and thus the monk was given the privilege of speaking at the meeting.

"The Great Master of Baoxiang Cave in Xuanshi Village!"

Li Zhu Gaozhen immediately recognized the great monk and asked, "What, does your Xuan Shi Village also want to get involved in this calamity, or are the two elders from Nan Lao Shen Mountain going to get involved as well?"

Zen Master Dajian laughed heartily, a smug look on his face, and said, "This humble monk was also entrusted by someone."

The Zen master secretly estimated to himself, "Among the people of Yunyu Temple, apart from the three gods, I am the most prominent. The others are just supporting characters. When the Three Frontiers Discussion Conference spreads in the future, my reputation will surely rise to a higher level."

Thinking of this, he glanced enviously at the leaders of Victoria Peak.

These leaders of Taipingshan don't have the trouble of building up a reputation; at their level, fame comes to them on its own.

"Lingxuzi".

Behind Zen Master Dajian, Xiaoqing stepped forward, her eyes narrowing slightly as she faced the gazes of many high-ranking immortals. Then, her courage swelled, and she shouted, "You didn't expect this, did you? The Three Realms Meeting is set at Tianteng Mountain."

"You weren't planning to refine magical artifacts in those mountains? You can continue now. I can tell you definitively that the elders and dog-man protectors of my Little Stone Holy Sect are definitely on that list."

"Heaven and Earth Fire Position!"

Lu Zhenjun's double pupils were half-closed, and his voice was calm, "This Tianteng Mountain is a blessed land where all kinds of creatures in the Southern Wilderness coexist. Fellow Daoist Weide holds the agreement of 'permanent neutrality'. You want to designate it as a battleground. Have you asked the master of Tianteng Mountain? Have you asked those strange creatures of the Southern Wilderness?"

The figure of the Death God, Shuiyan, swayed slightly, its ethereal voice carrying a hint of composure as if it had been prepared all along.

"Brother Lu, you are mistaken. The great calamity in the south is like a wildfire spreading across the plains. How can any egg remain intact?"
The Old Mother of Weide understood this principle well and had tacitly approved of the matter. As for all living beings, under such a calamity, being able to enter this realm to settle their karma and fight for that sliver of life is already a blessing, and besides…”

The figure of the God of Death, shrouded in water smoke, turned to Ji Ming and said meaningfully, "Didn't your sect's Master Lingxu place his magic weapon furnace in that Poisonous Yang Sha Cave in the mountains long ago? This is the will of Heaven, destined to be the place of calamity."

"Tacit approval?" Li Zhu Gaozhen sneered, "I'm afraid even the Old Mother of Weide couldn't suppress the surging undercurrents in the mountains and was swept up here by you all!"

Just as the three gods were getting impatient, Lu Zhenjun suddenly flicked his whisk.

"Alright." Lu Zhenjun's voice was not loud, but it clearly suppressed all the noise in front of the battle gate. "The Heaven and Earth Fire Position, Tianteng Mountain, can be the third territory - the Southern Fire Territory."

Upon hearing this, even Ji Ming was slightly surprised. These three gods were clearly colluding with factions within Tianteng Mountain, yet the True Lord agreed so readily. Could it be that he truly placed his hopes on him and his wish-fulfilling treasure?

Thinking of this, even though he had many tricks up his sleeve, he still felt a heavy pressure and his body twisted involuntarily.

The responsibility of leading the Southern Orthodox Church is indeed not an easy one to bear.

"With the three borders settled, the list of names and the threshold for cultivation will remain as previously agreed, and the boundaries of the Cold Wave Border can be expanded by a hundred miles."

"it is good!"

The three gods spoke in unison.

"Regarding the list."

Lu Zhenjun's gaze was like lightning, piercing straight at the three gods. "Start the discussion immediately. According to what the heavens said, the maximum number of people on each of the two families' lists is twelve. Names can be replaced if they are removed. Once the lists are sealed and signed, the time limit for entering Xinjiang will be set at three days."

"Three days?!"

The voice of the God of Death was filled with surprise and doubt.

The urgency clearly indicates that Taiping Mountain does not want to give Yunyu Temple enough time to coordinate with various forces and make arrangements in Tianteng Mountain, Hanbo Frontier, and even Dayunfu Frontier.

“It is exactly three days.” Lu Zhenjun’s mind was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation. He said decisively, “The flames of calamity have already been lit. How can we afford to delay? If we do not respond, we will see the outcome right here at the Battle Gate.”

"List agreed upon, commence!"

Seeing that the three gods had nothing to say, Lu Zhenjun waved his whisk, displaying the majesty of a true lord. The cold-light map suddenly split into three slightly smaller light screens, each corresponding to one of the three regions.

In an instant, the thoughts of both sides surged toward the light screen like a tidal wave, imprinting names and auras upon it at an extremely fast speed, concealing boundless killing intent and scheming.

On the list of names, when the last name was imprinted, the energy and the connection with the stars reached their peak. The leaders of Taiping Mountain and the three gods of Yunyu Temple stood solemnly, their gazes fixed on the distant and mysterious place at the top.

There, the patriarchs and immortals of Taiping Mountain, along with the guardian deities of Yunyu Temple, are waiting to discuss important matters.

In an instant, the celestial phenomena changed drastically!

(End of this chapter)