The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 283 Cosmic Mobilization ()

"It's absolutely impossible to make a hexagram or something. Even if you do, you have to wait until the meeting is over and no one is paying attention. Otherwise, where will my face, Guanzhu Yuan, be? How can I be a god stick, ah no, Are you going to hang out in the Bu Suan circle?"

Probably because of the twisted thoughts mentioned above, even under Wang Yuan's ardent gaze, Yuan Zhenwo raised money, and the movements of the tortoise shell astrolabe were still no faster than the millennium tortoise demon.

"Yuan Guanzhu, don't you always say that your level of divination is the best in the universe? Why do you get bored at critical moments? Could it be that you can't even calculate the ready-made information obtained by others?" Yuan Qingyu, the Saintess of the Love Sacred Church, was never soft-hearted. Seeing Yuan Zhenwo's embarrassment, she taunted her via voice transmission without hesitation, and this voice transmission was not a one-on-one conversation between her and Yuan Zhenwo. Yuan and the three of them were all pulled into the "discussion group".

The embarrassment in this is really indescribable.

"Nonsense, what do you know? I'm an old man, am I preparing here?" However, Yuan Zhen and I are still a dead duck with a stubborn temper. I saw him crunching the hard tortoise shell that was peeled off the black turtle with one hand, and blowing it. Huzi retorted through voice transmission with staring eyes, anyone who saw him like this would be worried that this fairy old man would be "cracked" with anger in the next second.

But amidst Yuan Qingyu's silent and mocking chuckle, Yuan Zhenwo's aggressive rebuttal quickly and naturally fell into the disadvantaged.

There is no way, the hexagram still has to be raised, it is better to be ashamed in front of the majority of colleagues than to be ashamed in front of your own daughter, especially a daughter who doesn't want to see you.Seemingly having figured out this important principle, Yuan Zhenwo raised his hand to pick up the copper coins on the table in front of him like a smashed can, and just "threw" it into the tortoise shell.

The clattering sound of tortoiseshell copper coins really attracted the attention of many people. Even Zhang Qingquan, who had just finished explaining his point of view and was waiting to be questioned by the fairies, couldn't help turning his gaze over.

I don't know if it's some kind of destiny that is pitying my poor old man Yuan Zhen. At such an embarrassing and difficult moment, someone asked Zhang Qingquan what can be called a "perfect rescue".

"I always say that the crisis is not a crisis. I am a vulgar person, and I am not good at divination and arithmetic, so who can tell me where the crisis comes from and what it is?" Wearing a leather apron, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, a real immortal who looks more like a butcher than a fairy, he finally couldn't help it anymore, he stood up from his seat regardless of the strange eyes of others, and said very directly, " If you want me, and those bastards in my family work hard, you must explain the situation of the enemy clearly, right? There are several waves of people, what each is good at, and you don’t know it clearly, it’s not that you are so bad at divination Are people being fooled?"

It seemed that he had been held back for a long time. After speaking aggressively at Zhang Qingquan, he turned his head and continued to yell at the Sanxiu Zhenxians sitting beside him: "Put away those jokers! Look, I don't believe that some of you are good at divination, a bunch of cowards!"

After finishing speaking, the immortal butcher proudly raised the magic weapon butcher's knife in his hand, and then sat down again carelessly under the gaze of the immortals.

"Who is this guy?" Wang Yuan, whose social circle can no longer be described as narrow, didn't care about Yuan Zhen after witnessing this speech that was comparable to a farce. Zhang Jiye, the most well-informed ghost scholar, asked for advice through sound transmission.

"This man's name is Tu Qianqiu. As far as I know, he was a pig butcher before practicing cultivation. After he embarked on the road of cultivation, he did not give up his hobby of butchering pigs. With him, this guy has deceived many people with his vulgar appearance!" As the person in charge of foreign intelligence of the Six Demon Sects, Zhang Jiye, a ghost scholar, is still very responsible. After receiving Wang Yuan's question, he thought No need to think about it, he immediately replied, in his words, he even reminded Wang Yuan not to be deceived by this person's appearance.

"Well, he can attract the attention of others regardless of his reputation, and betting on his notoriety can also help him gather people's hearts. With this kind of city and courage, I will not despise him!" Regarding Zhang Jiye's judgment, Wang Yuan also responded in agreement road.

While communicating with the ghost scholar Zhang Jiye, Wang Yuan's Yuanshen also focused on communicating with his allies: "This time I really want to thank this butcher. His speech may really help us find Zhang Qingquan. Where are their bottoms!"

Regarding Wang Yuan's opinion, Yuan Qingyu, Ao Zheng, and Xing Ming were noncommittal, while Yuan Zhenwo neatly put away his divination tool, obviously agreeing with it.

And what happened next didn't bother Yuan Zhen me at all. I don't know if it was a long-awaited arrangement or a temporary intention. After a brief eye contact, Zhang Qingquan said very bachelorly: "Since the existence of foreign enemies, comrades I still have doubts in my heart, here I invite Jiang Zhun, the head teacher of the Yuxu Palace who is in charge of the Lingbao Escape Mirror, to introduce the current situation outside the universe to everyone!"

Zhang Qingquan's generous attitude towards the sharing of information and intelligence made the increasingly noisy venue suddenly quiet. Under the gazes of many surprised or doubtful eyes, Zhang Qingquan took his seat neatly, and Jiang Zhun also took his place neatly. s position.

As a member of the "Silent Talking Party", Jiang Zhun, the head teacher of Yuxu Palace, didn't intend to exchange greetings with his comrades. He quietly took out the ancient Void Escape Mirror from his sleeve, After hitting a specific formula, a holographic light curtain appeared in front of the congregation.

On that light curtain, most of the space is pitch black, but there are more than a dozen small light spots that have been specially marked, constantly moving on it.

Just looking at the moving directions and trajectories of those light spots that are similar to each other, the faces of many quick-thinking immortals changed drastically. One after another in the venue.

However, each point of light represents a universe, or a group of universes. Judging from their similar moving trajectories, each participating immortal clearly realized that after the immortal universe stopped moving, their neighbors did not. will be less.

"Being so close, the world will definitely be turned upside down, the universe will collapse!" Yue Wudi, who was sitting near Wang Yuan's left, muttered to himself.

At the same time, people who had the same judgment as Yue Wudi accounted for the vast majority of the entire venue.

In an instant, the whole venue erupted in uproar.

It's no wonder that the members of the congregation have behaved like this. According to the indication of the holographic projection and their own judgment, in the not-too-distant future, the battle they will face will not be limited to one family, one faction, or one universe.

More than a dozen universes get together, and the chaos is the most likely situation.

And in such a battlefield, almost everyone has to entrust their wealth and life to fate to make decisions. How can this kind of unknown and uncertain make people calm?

Thanks to the psychological quality of the practitioners, there was not much chaos in the meeting place. After a while of hustle and bustle, all the monks calmed down under the leadership of their own immortals.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were once again focused on the silent Jiang Zhun.

"According to calculations, in the early stage of stable cosmic coordinates, we will be flanked by at most three cosmic civilizations. As long as we can survive this period, the subsequent situation should be much better!" Jiang Zhun said flatly. From the content and emotion of his words, it is difficult for group cultivators to judge whether this is good news or not.

Perhaps different people have different opinions, and it varies from person to person!
However, Jiang Zhun didn't care about the changes in the expressions of the fellow cultivators. After finishing his speech, he sat back in his seat naturally, but threw the mess back to Zhang Qingquan.

However, before the group of cultivators could use their hearts full of doubts and questions to kill Zhang Qingquan, who got up to preside over the meeting again, Zhang Qingquan took the initiative to say: "This is the reason why I propose to organize forces and strike first."

"In such a dire situation, if we do not take a proactive approach, we will lose the opportunity to control our own destiny!"

Silence, wordless silence, Zhang Qingquan's simple words, but it took advantage of the practitioner's weakness. For the promise of "my fate is up to me", the immortal monks can do everything.

"Then what kind of mobilization efforts should we take?" Finally, a medium-sized sect leader asked.

"Cultivators above the Void Return Realm should be able to step onto the battlefield!"

"If you have reached the level of refining Qi and turning into gods, you will be able to move and fight in the 28 Constellation Formation, so you should start recruiting monks who are in the realm of refining Qi and turning into gods."

"Cultivators who are under Qi Refining and God Transformation can devote themselves to the manufacture of war supplies!"

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In an instant, voices of discussion filled the entire venue. Regarding the unprecedented crisis, everyone had their own opinions. For a while, friends argued with each other, and scenes of master-student disputes could be seen everywhere in the venue.

But all these disturbances did not affect the real decision-makers at all.

In the noisy background, the ten rulers of the Dao of Heaven have been divided into two factions. Starting from the interests of their own sect and their own alliance, they began to exchange opinions quickly and intensively on the core points of the countermeasures, and compromise with interests.

If the void storm hadn't stopped too suddenly and the external situation was too tense, such a meeting should have happened separately and before the "All Immortals Conference".

However, everyone understands the principle of urgency, and few people complain.

Soon in the real assembly hall, the discussion gradually disappeared, because the smart people have noticed the "special" performance of the top ten seats, and they know where the real decision will come from. Driven by them, " Peripheral meeting" naturally came to a halt.

Fortunately, Wang Yuan and the others exchanged their interests much faster than usual. The meeting in the spiritual consciousness was successfully concluded shortly after the real meeting stopped. But it's a joke.

It was still Zhang Qingquan who came forward to preside over the meeting. He already had a plan in mind. After "publicly collecting" the opinions of the Eight Great Immortal Alliances, the leaders of small and medium sects, and the scattered cultivators, he made a cosmic mobilization order to deal with the current situation. It was formulated and spread widely to the entire fairy universe along the channel of the participating fairies.

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Seven days later, regardless of the size of the sect or the source of the dharma, every monk in the Immortal Universe who embarked on the road of practice received a mobilization order that matched his level of cultivation.

Among them, there are tasks that are optional and must be completed to accumulate "merit", and there are also mandatory apportionment orders that must be completed.

There is nothing to say about the mandatory order.For the task of accumulating meritorious service, different monks have different choices.

A monk who is good at fighting and dares to take risks may choose a combat mission with sufficient merit, go through life and death for the reward released by Dutianyuan, and fight for a chance to become an immortal and ancestor in a crisis.

Cultivators who are not good at fighting, or dare not fight, can also devote themselves to the production of war materials. Although they have few meritorious deeds and are not eligible for rewards, they can still live in peace when there are no major adverse changes in the current situation.

But no matter what choice they made, the monks in the entire immortal universe, under the guidance of the mobilization order, started to move and began to contribute to the victory of the cosmic war.

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At the same time, Tong Haichuan, the first and assistant minister of the cabinet, who was still deeply entangled in how to "persuade" the emperor to follow the abdication and give an explanation to the people of the imperial court, repeatedly consulted with the representatives of the National Teacher's Office, and was deeply entangled. The general mobilization order of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After reading the content recorded on the few thin pages of spiritual paper, Tong Haichuan, who is well-informed and thoughtful, couldn't help but feel a lot heavier.

He cast his distressed and inquisitive eyes on Lu Zhenjiang, the national teacher who came to deliver the letter in person, and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Zhenjiang waving his hand.

"These orders are decided by the superiors, and there is no room for any changes or delays. Even if the abdication of the old emperor and the ascension of the new emperor are delayed, none of them can be delayed!" The old minister's eyes were full of splendor, and Lu Zhenjiang couldn't help reminding: "Tell me a few more words, this is not just the arrangement of my Six Demon Sects, and some of the orders in it are not only related to the big ones in the world. Zhou Dichao! That’s all the good words, you can do it yourself!”

After speaking, Lu Zhenjiang left the Tong's mansion without looking back, leaving only Tong Haichuan holding the spiritual paper, as if carrying a heavy burden, meditating silently on the spot.

"Gather all my staff and go to the study immediately to discuss the matter!" Tong Haichuan, who had pondered for a long time and repeatedly read the content recorded on the spiritual paper several times, was greeted by the worried old housekeeper, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes, master!" Hearing Tong Haichuan's order, the old butler immediately took action, but before he bowed and exited the reception room, Tong Haichuan seemed to have thought of something, and stopped him: "Go and inform That pregnant Chen Mao, let him come to the study to see me first!"

"Yes, sir!"

(End of this chapter)