Honghuang: How could I, Taiyi, have any bad intentions?

Chapter 227: The awakening of the Chan sect practitioners

While responding to Guangchengzi's words, Xuanyuan was complaining in his heart.

You have told me everything, good or bad.

What else can I say?
Frustrated?

I am very sure of that.

But facing the Jiuli tribe, Xuanyuan had no way to deal with it.

We still have to rely on monks like Guangchengzi to support the expedition against Jiuli.

As for the losses of the human race?
Now it seems inevitable.

I just wonder if this group of monks have a detailed understanding of the situation of the Jiuli tribe?
If they had already found out the situation of the Jiuli tribe, the tribe's losses would have been much smaller.

But if you don't understand the situation at all, you will rush in with the tribe's army.

The loss would be incalculable.

A deep feeling of worry arose in Xuanyuan's heart.

Difficult!

It’s okay if the strength is not as good as others.

There is no righteous cause yet.

In the current situation, even if Xuanyuan wanted to, he would not be able to respond effectively.

When Guangchengzi saw Xuanyuan, he still looked worried.

He gritted his teeth and had to say, "Don't worry, my disciple.

This time, the quasi-saint of my Chan sect has arrived and is near the Youxiong tribe.

If a cultivator of high level of cultivation really appears, he will help him. "

Guangchengzi has reached his limit by saying these words.

In other words, Xuanyuan is still his apprentice, otherwise he would not bother to explain so much.

Why should Guangchengzi explain to others what he did throughout his life?

Fortunately, after Xuanyuan heard Guangchengzi's words, the worry on his face finally disappeared.

Quasi-sage?

This is a big boss.

Although Guangchengzi did not teach him much about spiritual practice.

He was sent away with just a set of dual cultivation techniques.

But there is no ambiguity about other things.

If it weren't for the purpose of firmly holding on to the right to speak, Xuanyuan could also be taught about spiritual practice.

After all, Xuanyuan was his disciple. If his cultivation was too poor, it would be a disgrace to Guangchengzi.

Pity!
Xuanyuan, the disciple, was destined to have a shallow relationship with his master.

Moreover, in order to maintain the right to speak, Guangchengzi had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

Seeing Xuanyuan's worry disappear, Guangchengzi said calmly: "Okay!
You should prepare for the expedition.

I will also go and discuss the matter of the Jiuli tribe monks with your uncle and others."

After saying this, Guangchengzi came to the hall where he usually held meetings.

Seeing that all the Chanjiao cultivators had arrived, Guangchengzi spoke up, "Junior Brother Cihang, last time you said that there were cultivators in the Jiuli tribe in the south.

Have you found out anything about them?"

Ci Hang frowned slightly upon hearing this and said, "I have of course gone to investigate, and judging from their methods, they do have some traces of the Wu Clan.

However, there are certain differences between their methods and those of the witch clan.

After all, the Wu clan does not have a soul, but the Jiuli tribe cultivators that I have discovered all have a soul.

The methods used are also more bizarre.”

After hearing Cihang's words, Guangchengzi and other cultivators didn't feel anything.

Only Randeng's expression changed immediately.

Witch clan?

Those guys are not easy to deal with!
Physical strength is their trademark.

Another synonym is just getting a horse.

No matter who you are, if you provoke those guys, they will not give you face.

Even the saints of the past were ignored, weren't they?
For a moment, Randeng realized what "tricky" meant.

He is reckless but strong.

This is a bit difficult to deal with.

Samantabhadra, who was standing aside, saw that Randang had a frown on his face.

Then he said: "Teacher, what's wrong with the Wu clan?

Aren't they all lost?
I guess there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

After hearing what Puxian said, Randeng had to say: "The Wu clan has declined.

However, even if they are in decline, we cannot deal with them alone. Among the witches, anyone who reaches the Great Witch realm is as powerful as a Daluo Jinxian.

Even ordinary wizard soldiers have the strength of the celestial immortal realm.

Although it is impossible for every human being in the Jiuli tribe to have the strength of a wizard soldier.

But the situation won't get any better.

What’s even scarier is that we don’t know yet.

The specific situation in the Jiuli tribe at this time.

If there were three or five great witches in the Jiuli tribe.

I guess there is nothing I can do to them.

I just hope that after their bloodlines are mixed, their strength will decrease.

Otherwise, this expedition against the Jiuli tribe may cause complications."

As soon as Randeng finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

A feeling of powerlessness filled the hearts of all the practitioners.

After a moment of silence, Guang Chengzi encouraged them, "You don't need to be so depressed.

We are disciples of the saint and have the saint's support behind us.

No matter how strong the opponent is, can he be stronger than a saint?
Just a mere witch.

Even if we can't defeat him, Master will have a way.

Besides, isn’t Taiyi still here?

I don’t believe that he will really sit back and watch me fail.”

As soon as Guangchengzi finished speaking, the mood of the practitioners immediately improved.

Yes!

They are disciples of the saints.

If I really can’t win, the worst that can happen is I can ask my master for help.

What's more, there is Taiyi guy here.

I just don't believe that what Master has told him is that he can really sit back and watch us fail.

His words were just to deceive others.

How could the Master allow him to ignore the suffering of his fellow disciples?

The reason he said that was just to suppress our arrogance.

After hearing this, Randeng looked at the monks in the hall and made some thoughts in his mind.

He also agreed with Guangchengzi's words.

The reason why I agreed was because of Guangchengzi and others.

Now he, Randeng, Guangchengzi and other practitioners are all on the same boat.

Yuanshi Tianzun would definitely not allow Guangchengzi and others to be in danger.

Since Guangchengzi and the others will not be in danger, then he, Randeng, will be safe.

As long as he keeps close to Guangchengzi and the others' steps, no matter how dissatisfied Taiyi is with him.

I won't resort to tricks in such matters.

As long as he held on to Guangchengzi and other cultivators, he would be safe.

After assessing his own risks, Ran Deng immediately said, “We’d better find out more about this matter.

You can ignore everything else, but the number of monks in the Jiuli tribe.

As well as the number of monks at each level, these are our targets for investigation.

Only after we figure this out can we come up with a solution.

Otherwise, we won’t even know when to ask for help.

If it is something unimportant, go ask Taiyi for help.

If this happens too many times, he probably won’t pay any attention to us.”

As soon as Randeng finished speaking, all the practitioners nodded.

After thinking for a while, Guang Chengzi also said: "It's not just the number of cultivators.

By the way, it would be best to find out all aspects of the Jiuli tribe's situation.

For example, the number of fighters.

There are also food, weapons, etc.

Although these things are useless to us monks, they are extremely important to the human race.

In this expedition against Jiuli, although we will be responsible for handling the matters concerning the cultivators.

However, the war between the Xiong tribe and the Jiuli tribe cannot be ignored.

After all, if the Youxiong tribe loses, even if we deal with the Jiuli monks, it will be meaningless. "

(End of this chapter)