Just as Qian Yunsheng was arranging the transfer, on the other side, Hei Ashi was leading the guards towards the depths of the Southern Barbarians.
Ever since Hei Ashi was controlled by Youchan, it was like there was only a skin left. Not only was he unable to have any hatred towards the Spiritual Clan for genocide, but he instead came up with the idea rather flatteringly:
"If the general wants to regain His Majesty's favor, in my opinion, it is best to pacify the depths of the Southern Barbarians as soon as possible."
"In this way, the general can naturally return to your Majesty's tent as he wishes and obey your orders sooner or later. Why worry about not being able to regain your Majesty's favor?"
Fuwei naturally praised Hei Ashi's words. While the two were discussing the details, they heard a sergeant from the Spirit Tribe coming in from outside and reporting loudly:
"Three days away from here, a team from the Spirit Race was attacked by humans. The leader was a monk who transformed into a god, and there were more than a hundred Nascent Souls and Golden Cores among the rest, as well as countless foundation-building monks."
After hearing what the sergeant said, Fuwei said angrily: "Okay, I was worried that these people would not show up, but would instead ask me to search hard. I didn't expect that they would be traced so quickly!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Immediately mobilize all your troops and go to annihilate them!"
Unexpectedly, Hei Ashi on the side stopped the guard and said: "If the general makes a slight move, the enemy will definitely detect it and escape in advance. At this time, the enemy is few and we are numerous, the enemy is scattered and we are gathered, the enemy is light but we are heavy."
"I'm afraid that these human monks may have dispersed long before the general arrived, leaving the general at a loss as to which way to pursue them."
"Wouldn't it be great if we set a trap and wait for them to take the bait themselves?"
"Oh?" Fuwei is also a gloomy person. Previously, he relied on his strong soldiers and horses, so he wanted to crush him. But as Hei Ashi said, if he wants to regain the Lord's favor, he must return to him quickly.
Therefore, although a one-word push here is good, it shows too much strength. If not, all the opponents will be unable to hide, and it will be a waste of time to search them one by one. Thinking about it this way, it might be more effective to use some conspiracy to expose them all.
Thinking of this, he finally restrained himself and nodded: "You are very familiar with this territory, so tell me, where is the best place for us to set bait?"
While Fuwei was secretly discussing, another righteous monk robbed a group of people from the Spirit Tribe and gained a lot, so he couldn't help but feel happy.
You must know that most of them were haphazardly pieced together by monks from various sects who had no time to retreat. The morale of the army was already in chaos, and in addition, they were from different sects and did not belong to each other, so naturally they could not form an army.
Therefore, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he united with everyone. The leading god-transforming monk came up with a plan and led everyone to attack in all directions. Finally, he won a few battles, and finally managed to gather everyone together.
However, the cultivators who were forced to stay behind were not direct descendants of the three sects, but cultivators from the side branches. Therefore, although he has some means, his knowledge is average.
Therefore, although he heard Qian Yunsheng's tactics taught by the three sects, he didn't get what he wanted and just acted haphazardly. Especially the so-called strategy of being elusive and confusing the enemy on all sides, he actually only knew a word of nonsense, and he knew nothing about the rest of the information such as being first and knowing the enemy's intentions.
Regardless of how many battles he has won now, it is actually because the Spirit Clan has not yet been deployed, plus they are very lucky.
However, this cannot entirely be blamed on the monk. After all, even the three parties have only a partial understanding of Qian Yunsheng's abilities. It was only because he suffered losses frequently at the hands of Qian Yunsheng that he figured it out.
But if you want to be as powerful as Qian Yunsheng, and do it with ease, how can it be learned easily by copying a cat and imitating a tiger.
It's just that everyone won another victory this time, which swept away the previous decline and became optimistic. After all, there are three armies in the front holding back the main force of the Spirit Clan, and they have such a large territory in the rear that they can turn around.
In addition, people sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, pointing here and there, erratically. No matter how you look at it, stick to this situation. They can all hold on victoriously until the day when the human army comes back to fight again.
However, just when everyone was celebrating, the monk who transformed the gods suddenly received a report from his subordinates: "There is a monk from the Demon Sect who came in with a name. He wanted to see you by name, and he is waiting outside the camp gate."
"Oh?" After hearing this, the god-transforming monk couldn't help but frown and said, "Everyone in the Demon Sect is ambitious. Maybe he came here just to explore the reality of us."
It didn't matter that he was mumbling like this, a Nascent Soul monk next to him actually listened.
This person's surname was Qing and his given name was Gui. He was a true successor of the Yandang sect. Hearing this, he agreed: "Mr. Yuan's opinion is very correct. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been mutually exclusive. Maybe the other party is jealous of our successive victories and wants to come." It’s not necessarily the autumn wind.”
"I heard this time that these people from the Demon Sect have defrauded a lot of our luggage from our righteous path. Maybe they are here for this again this time!"
The mature and steady Yuanying next to him is the deacon elder of the Black Rock Mountain, a cultivating family, and he usually acts fairly steadily. Originally, the Nanman came here to escort supplies for the family, but they didn't expect to live here.
He frowned on the side and said: "I remember that the three major sects once issued an order, saying that this demon sect is also of the human race. Maybe it can be helpful. Let us not forget the allusion of lips dying and teeth cold, and deal with it carefully."
"Since the other party is here to hold the ceremony this time, if we don't meet behind closed doors, it seems that it is not my right way, and it also goes against the orders of the three major sects, right?"
When the old monk said this, the true disciple of the Yandang Sect next to him disapproved and said: "Shao Gong's words are wrong. Since the other party wants to talk in detail, at least he must send a monk of similar status."
"Since Mr. Yuan is an incarnation god, naturally the other party must at least send a Nascent Soul to show respect. As the saying goes, if the name is not correct, the words will not go smoothly, and if the words are not right, the things will not be accomplished."
"Is it possible that the other party would send a kid with a bad mouth, and we should be cautious about seeing it? From my point of view, the other party is called a lobbyist, which is really humiliating. It is just to use this trivial matter to come and see us. How embarrassing it is. Even if it’s such an inappropriate thing, I have to hold my nose and admit it.”
"If we accept it easily, wouldn't we just fall into his trap?"
"That's right!" The words of the true disciple of the Yandang Sect immediately made the god-transforming monk named Yuan Gong nod his head frequently: "This is a wonderful argument. If so, what do you think we should do about it?"
The man named Shao Gong originally wanted to give him a few more words of advice, but he didn't expect that Yuan Gong had already come to a conclusion, so he had no choice but to say:
"Since the other party has come from afar, how about if we send a Jindan monk to serve him three cups of wine, it would be considered as respect, and then let him report his words to us?"
Who would have thought that Shaogong's words still made the true successor of the Yandang Sect named Qing Gui shake his head and say: "Since he is spying on military intelligence, how can we let him into the camp?"
"According to what I said, it is already very suspicious that this person can find our station. If this was normal, we should capture him immediately and torture him carefully."
"But I consider that this time is no different than usual. Keeping this person may consume one more point of the spirit clan's strength. Therefore, in my opinion, since it is such an emergency, we can simply drive him out."
"The other party may have restrained themselves somewhat when they saw our firm attitude, and it may not be possible to send someone with a higher status and equal status to contact us."
"Well..." After hearing this, Mr. Yuan nodded and said, "This is a very valid idea!"
After speaking, he shouted: "Come here, drive out the Demon Sect spy outside the camp immediately, without any mistake!"
"Yes!" Just as a Golden elixir monk and several Foundation-building monks hurried down.
Suddenly, another monk came in and reported: "The manpower we were waiting for arranged found a secret transportation team of the Spirit Race on the way. It seems that the items transported are extremely important."
"Oh?" After hearing this, everyone was shocked, especially the god-transforming monk who immediately stood up and said: "Pass my order, everyone gathers immediately. Come with me to attack!"
