After finally frightening all the old ghosts, Qian Yunsheng couldn't help wiping cold sweat in his heart, and walked back to the room specially prepared for himself and pretended to meditate.
In fact, he was calling Wenxinzhu quietly in his soul. After a while, he heard intermittent voices coming from Wenxinzhu:
"There is no change on Xuande's side... After sending your news back last time, they... separated again... this time... the agreement is... ..After half a month...it is said that we can...deliver...the message again."
Qian Yunsheng nodded silently, having basically grasped the situation of the ghost land at Leiyin Temple.
Immediately afterwards, he started calling Agulai again.
After a while, news about the fox-faced female ghost came over from Agu. However, it may be because Charang is too far away from here, and he also said in an intermittent voice:
"Last time... and Black Hand... agreed... on the demon... spirit child... thing... this time... we basically... achieved... results... They... Agree to provide...three thousand...demon...zis, and...one thousand...demon...zis equivalent...things."
"But... in terms of time... you... will delay... for a few more days. The first... batch... will take three... days." ...can be obtained...and...there are only one thousand...demon...spirits...and five...hundred...demon...spirits... The equivalent of ."
When Qian Yunsheng heard that the Black Hand organization actually agreed to provide the demon spirit child, he couldn't help but put down a big stone in his heart, secretly thinking that he, the fake envoy, was finally becoming more and more serious about what he did.
So he quickly warned: "This time the holy aunt left on the pretext of offering sacrifices. She did a good job by taking her tribe to Changyang and directly avoided several battles."
"But she still has to find a way to avoid fighting later. What do you think now?"
"After all, we will use the information provided to Leiyin Temple later to trap all these old ghosts on the battlefield. It cannot go into battle easily!"
"Now we have sent a message to Leiyin Temple once, and judging from the feedback from Wenxinzhu, the effect is very good. In this way, the next time we send the message, it will definitely attract more attention from their senior officials."
After waiting for a while, Agucai sent another message:
"Aunt Saint... said that this... thing... is... a bit... troublesome. It... can't... not go out to fight all the time. If you do this... I'm afraid... .It only increases suspicion..."
"Now...it can only...pretend...when it goes out to fight...and find an...opportunity...to get injured once. But...it can only... One... chance, and... can't... get hurt too... badly."
"Otherwise... I'm afraid that these... people will... target them... Youli tribe again, and plan to seize... annex... them."
"Therefore...the message you convey...must...be...just right...in order to...affect...the actions of...the three parties... Otherwise...if there is...a mistake...in the middle...I'm afraid...we will have to...get...involved..."
Qian Yunsheng naturally understood the stakes involved, and thought for a while and said: "It really doesn't work, it seems that we can only use death time. Only in this way can we make Leiyin Temple completely believe our news."
There was no sound from Agu's side for a while. It seemed that Hai Lanzhu was still digesting Qian Yunsheng's meaning.
Qian Yunsheng waited for a while and then took the initiative: "This time, we will sell at most half of the demon souls given by Black Hand to these tribes."
"With this batch of spiritual stones as capital, I can prepare a business channel for Holy Aunt outside to purchase goods, and then I will be able to continuously provide help to Holy Aunt."
"As for the remaining half, Saint Aunt can keep it in his hands. As long as he has these demon spirits and traps those old ghosts on the battlefield later, Saint Aunt's unification will naturally be greatly accelerated. "
After a long time, Agu's voice came again. This time it was the voice of the fox-faced female ghost that sounded coldly:
"Even if we can't let... all the seven tribes... fall, we still have to make... the Tsuenze tribe and the Kongsang tribe... have their vitality seriously damaged!"
On the other side, in Leiyin Temple, Tongming was changing out of the formation and quietly retreating to his monastery.
Now he is no longer the abbot of Zhaoli Temple, but an ordinary disciple of Leiyin Temple under Venerable Changmei of Leiyin Temple.
After such a big change, especially when the news came, the entire Zhaochuli Temple was reduced to ashes, and not even a single person could escape. This made Tongming silent at that time and sat on the top of the peak for seven days and nights.
It wasn't until later that the Long-Eyebrow Lord floated over and asked him, "How's it going outside?"
Tongming shook his head sadly and said: "It's all gone!"
"Anything else?"
"There's nothing left!"
"No!" Changmei said in a deep voice, "Outside, the breeze, green fields, flowers, grass, creek...everything is there!"
In this way, Tongming became the apprentice of Lord Changmei, and for a time it became a good story in Leiyin Temple.
After Tongming returned to the monastery, he opened the formation and meditated silently for a while before slowly opening his eyes. I saw him moving a little lower than him, and a formation under him immediately started quietly.
After he clicked on the formation, he took out the colorful glass-like mirror from his body again, and hummed to the witch in the mirror: "You are so anxious to find me, is there something big going on?" Did it happen?"
The witch's eyes flickered and she chuckled: "Our great master of transparency, you are really getting more and more interesting as a monk!"
Then his voice became cold and authentic:
"I have a lot of monks on my hands who are still suffering in the dungeon. Do you want me to show my kindness and ask them to come and talk to their dear master to save them from their suffering?"
Tong Ming Jing also hummed without giving in:
"Didn't I tell you that the war is going on right now and the investigation of the Mafia organization is very urgent. When things calm down a little bit, I will hand that person over to you properly?"
The witch stared at him with a sneer and said, "Isn't it our Tongming Grand Master who is playing some empty city trick with me?"
"I've done everything you asked me to do, but you still haven't been able to fulfill your promise! You should understand that since I can give you all this, I can naturally take it all back!"
Tong Mingjing also knew that he was in the wrong, but despite all his calculations, he never expected that this timid little ghost cultivator would dare to go to the underworld.
But if the witch knew about this, he would probably be in a panic again, so he had no choice but to sneer and say:
"I have a lot of handles in your hands, do you have fewer handles in my hands? Don't worry, I think we both should understand that no matter which one of us dies first, the other will be buried with him. .”
The witch finally sneered with a slightly brighter face: "As long as you know, I don't care what method you use, you must let me see his person within a month!"
As soon as the witch said these words, the transparent mirror seemed to see through something, and she said thoughtfully: "You want to see someone within a month, could there be some big change within this month?"
The witch smiled leisurely and said: "Isn't your master the third elder of the Black Hand organization? Why don't you know anything?"
Tong Mingjing shook his head and said: "My disciple came here under coercion. Are you really willing to be that old guy? Otherwise, there is no need to come up with a trick to recognize the master on the spot."
"After all, he is still afraid that I will be exposed and implicate him later. Huh! Doesn't he know that this is exactly what I want. If something happens to him later, I will have more reason to shirk."
"You also know that we and the Black Hand are in a relationship of mutual use. Of course, he will not tell the truth to us, but will we tell the truth to him?"
The witch picked her nails lightly and said: "As expected, although they don't tell the truth, I can still see some clues from their movements."
"Guess what? During this period, their demand for demon spirits has increased greatly!"
After saying this, the witch sneered: "Thousands of demon spirit seeds, what do you think they want to do?"
Tong Ming Jing took a breath and said, "What a big deal! Do you want to blow up the entire formation?"
"But to be honest, if this black hand gains power, it can certainly cripple Leiyin Temple, but it is not what we want."
"For us, if the black hands really take the lead and destroy Leiyin Temple, with the way they do things, I'm afraid we won't even be able to take a sip of soup!"
The witch smiled slightly and said: "Stop pretending to sigh in front of me. Do you really think that you can overthrow Leiyin Temple with the black hand's wealth?"
The transparent mirror saw that the witch was not fooled at all, so he finally smiled and shook his head and said:
"The chance is slim, let alone the three major sects coming to help this time. Even without the three major sects and the orders of the gods of heaven and earth, Leiyin Temple may not be able to be overthrown so easily based on its own family wealth."
"You also know that Qingnian Tanggula Mountain has been run like an iron barrel by the monks of Leiyin Temple. Even our Tianzun and the Desire Demon can't see the clues inside, which shows that Qingnian Tanggula Mountain is not that good. It’s so simple!”
The witch finally stopped pretending to be stupid when she heard Tong Mingjing, stretched out her body, glanced at him and said, "Since you know everything, there's nothing to worry about. Let's just sit and watch the show."
"If Black Hand is really defeated, Leiyin Temple will be severely damaged. At that time, you can help me take over Black Hand as a disciple of the third elder."
After hearing what the witch said, Tongming Jing nodded slightly and thought: "That's not bad. It's better to be caught by you than by an outsider."
