"Stop and rest where you are."
In the Central Plains, before the sun set, Tantai Jingyue gave the rare order to stop the march in advance, dismounted, and looked towards the direction of Nanling, with a look of worry in his eyes.
On the side, Lord Bai Di understood the reason behind it and said nothing more. He dismounted and set up camp to rest temporarily.
In front of the army, Tantai stood quietly with the moon in the mirror, looking into the distance. It was rare that he felt uneasy all the time.
If the eight tribes of Mobei are fighting for the power of the grassland, and the battle between Mobei and Dashang is the battle between nomadic civilization and farming civilization, then the battle between the human race and the underworld is a race to the death.
Netherland, like the monsters and gods, has long become an independent race. In terms of threat to the human race, it is even more serious than the monsters and gods.
"Goddess, are you still worried about Nanling?" Lord Bai Di stepped forward and asked.
"Tonight is the night of the full moon."
Tantai Jingyue said solemnly, "By then, the underworld in the land of mutation will break out of the restriction, so tonight is the only chance."
When Lord Bai Di heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Where did the goddess get this information from?"
"The legitimate son of the Li family."
Tantai Jingyue answered truthfully, "The two of us have made an agreement that we will exchange information on the matter of Netherland and Night Ghost, and we will not hide anything."
These two things cannot be solved by one person. One more person means more power.
However, what she didn't expect was that the underworld in the land of mutation would be broken so quickly.
"Goddess, can Taichu Sword really prevent the rebirth of Hades?" Lord Bai Di asked.
"Hard to say."
Tantai Jingyue replied with some uncertainty, "It should have an effect, but I don't know how much effect it has."
Taichu Sword is definitely not the answer to the disaster of the underworld. Otherwise, the Taoist sect would have solved all the underworld a thousand years ago.
While the two were talking, in the distance, in the Rakshasa Army camp, Li Ziye stood in front of the tent with a solemn face, looking toward the southeast without saying a word.
With Qing Yatou's speed, she should be able to send the Taichu Sword to the place of mutation before midnight. However, no one knows how effective the Taichu Sword is.
This time, the breaking of the seal of Netherland was so sudden that everyone was caught off guard.
I hope that the people from the upper four sects can successfully seal the Netherworld statue and give the world a little buffer time.
"Underworld, the upper four sects."
At the same time, in the Heavenly Mandate Hall of the Western Regions, in the temple guarded by other halls, the scholar sat high on the throne, looking into the distance, staring at the direction of the place of change, and there was still no wave in his calm eyes.
Can the last four sects stop this disaster from the underworld?
"Ahem."
Suddenly, the scholar's face flushed and he couldn't help but cough a few times. A trace of bright red blood appeared on his palm.
"Teacher, you are so cruel."
The scholar murmured softly, and the power of light around his body rose, gradually suppressing the injuries in his body.
It seems that the teacher still prefers the younger brother. Before, he only used a few tricks, and the teacher got angry and beat him until he was seriously injured.
This degree of partiality is not the slightest bit.
Thinking of this, the scholar curled up a playful smile, looked up at the Great Light Divine Sword above the temple, and said, "Teacher, if you hadn't smashed the Oracle Divine Sword with your own hands, this disaster in the underworld would have never happened. , students can still be of some help.”
"No need."
At this moment, an old voice sounded in the temple, and said calmly, "It's just a statue of Netherland. Nanling can handle it. The chaos of Netherland will break out sooner or later. If we don't take this opportunity to accumulate some experience, a large-scale Netherland seal will be broken in the future." , the world will become more passive."
"What the teacher said makes sense."
On the throne, the scholar responded with a smile, "Unfortunately, any experience is exchanged for human life. The same is true for the underworld. People in Nanling cannot grow quickly without personally experiencing the horror of the underworld, and neither can we." It’s really not good to get more information about the underworld. This time, let’s treat it as the people from Nanling taking the lead for the human world.”
"Scholar, you know so many truths and have read so many books by sages. Why are you always so cold in your heart?"
Over the temple, the old voice sounded again, sighing, "Originally, I thought you would be the answer to this world."
"The teacher doesn't know something. It's because the students have read too many books by sages that they realize that there are many people in this world who are not worth saving."
On the throne, the scholar calmly replied, "Students do not have the universal heart of teachers. Perhaps, this is why students cannot become teachers."
"Lao Chan never asked you to be the same person as Lao Chan."
In the Central Plains, Confucius looked at the Western Regions and said calmly, "I only hope that you can look at everyone with equal eyes instead of dividing people into three, six or nine grades. That's all."
"Teacher, after so many years, you can't convince me, and the students can't convince the teacher, so let's use the results to prove whether you and I are right or wrong."
In the Heavenly Mandate Hall, the scholar responded calmly, "The cold winter is coming. At that time, the ugliness and evil of human nature will be infinitely magnified. I hope that by then, the teacher can still say such innocent words as all beings are equal."
Just when the scholar and the Confucian leader had another dispute over their respective ideas.
In Nanling, as the sun sets westward, the Xuanwu Sect's chariot team rumbles past and rushes to the place of change.
"Old Xuanwu, you are finally here."
Outside the place of mutation, the leader of the White Tiger Sect saw the person coming and urged, "Come here quickly, I'm waiting for you."
On the chariot, the Xuanwu Sect Master heard this, jumped down, stepped forward quickly, and asked, "Have you discussed the countermeasures?"
"There is no countermeasure."
Xiao Yiren stared at the child in the Jedi in front and said coldly, "When the time comes, we will rush in and fight with him."
"You didn't go in until a moment later?"
The leader of the Xuanwu Sect asked in surprise, "Why don't you practice it first? If you fail, you can still have a second chance."
"What a drill."
Xiao Yiren sneered, "How can we have so many people to practice? We are the only ones who can fight the monster inside. How can we practice? There is no need to practice. One battle will determine the outcome."
Unlike other opponents, things like Hades cannot be consumed by human sea tactics. In fact, the more people sent in, the more trouble there will be.
"You think so too?"
After hearing the words of the crazy woman in front of him, the leader of the Xuanwu Sect looked at the other two people and asked.
"Um."
Old Suzaku nodded and said, "One battle will determine victory or defeat. For us, it is the best way. There is no coordination problem among the upper four sects. There is no need to waste this manpower."
In the current situation, if you enter one, you will be assimilated into one by the underworld inside. Not only will it not be able to consume the underworld, but it will add helpers to the monster.
It would be better to go in at an instant and fight with all the firepower.
