Zhulong is dead,
He walked out of the scope of the Wutong Immortal Plant and disappeared into the mist transformed by the spiritual machine. The frozen time flowed again, and the remaining soul that made up the body finally had no support.
So, like flying sand, it dissipated in the wind, dissipated in the sunset, and dissipated in the torrent of time.
Under Ying Long's hands, it was impossible for him to escape with his true soul. This residual soul was all he had.
But in the air, only the phrase 'When you die, you will die' is still floating, endlessly, for a long time.
Mo Chengjun sat where he was, without getting up or saying goodbye. He just looked up at the sky with a little melancholy in his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to have remembered a lot, a lot.
From the initial fight in the air to the first collision;
From the desperate battlefield, there were back and forth attacks and defenses, and everyone suffered injuries; to the invasion of the demon lord, there had to be peace talks and cooperation for the first time.
From the beginning of their meeting, the two sides were wary of each other, but later they also sat and talked about major world affairs and exchanged opinions.
Time has passed unknowingly. They represent two camps, and there has never been true peace, but it is not an exaggeration to say that they are both enemies and friends.
And, the person who knows you best is always your enemy.
In Mo Chengjun's view, Zhulong may not be a perfect king, nor can he lead Butian Sect to victory one after another.
But he is still a very charismatic leader. He has his own principles and a clear understanding. He knows what he wants and the purpose of the existence of Butian Sect, and he works hard for it.
Just like this time, even though he knew there was still a way to survive, he still had the courage and chose to 'die or die'!
Changing place and being replaced by Mo Chengjun, he really didn't dare to say that he could do it.
"well……"
With a deep sigh, Mo Chengjun lowered his head, picked up the small red clay stove, and added some tea to Zhulong.
Then, he held up the tea cup, slowly poured it at his feet, and said softly: "Brother Zhulong, I wish you a safe journey!"
"As for what happens next, just look to me and seek justice for you!"
With that said, Mo Chengjun pointed out, and a divine light bloomed, covering the Sky-Breaking Divine Shuttle that Zhulong left for him.
The "Forward and Counter Treasure Refining Art" was activated, and within a moment, the mark on the divine shuttle was completely erased, while Mo Chengjun squinted slightly and began to look through the items inside.
After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh again.
It's not that it's too crude, but Zhulong has already arranged everything that needs to be arranged.
After taking a sip of tea to calm down, Mo Chengjun tapped his hand on the table, and with the sound of 'da da da', his gaze became more profound.
After a moment, his eyes flashed fiercely, the corners of his mouth formed a dangerous arc, and he spoke in a voice that only he could hear.
“Since we’re going to cause trouble, there must be a big scene!”
"The Master of the Butian Sect in the Blue Star Territory, the Controller of Time, Mr. Zhulong Long, is dead at this time. He is worthy of a grand funeral and war!"
…
The small world of heaven.
It's day, evening,
The clouds in the sky are rendered by the setting sun, showing thousands of miles of red clouds.
This day was supposed to be the same as thousands of other evenings, nothing special, until the sound of a great bell spread throughout the world.
Boom!
A bell rang in his ears and in his heart. Countless people, demons, monks, ghosts, and even gods couldn't help but stop their movements.
They all raised their heads and looked up at the sky, and saw that the layers of red clouds had dispersed, the sun had completely disappeared, and only the prosperous stars on the endless dark sky shone brightly.
The little bits of water-like starlight fell, revealing a blurry body.
His feet were on the earth, and the stars above his head seemed to be infinite and huge. His face was even more blurry, except for a pair of eyes that seemed to be clearly visible.
One glance is like a supreme being who has forgotten his feelings, sitting and watching the changes of the years. One glance is like mercy and compassion, sighing at how difficult the world of mortals is.
Then, a voice resounded throughout the world: "In this realm, there are mutant inner demons who are causing chaos, trying to destroy order and cause trouble in the world.
Now, with the deployment of heaven, the gods, gods, humans and monsters should do their best to destroy the demons and defend the way! "
"This order says: Kill the devil!!!"
The next second, when mortals still didn't know how to react, countless voices came from the temples and shrines, from the fairy gates in the mountains, from the mouths of the demons in the cave, from the mouths of the ghost army in the underworld...
There was only one echo left.
"Accept the great master's decree!"
On this day, the content of the Heavenly Court's decree was transmitted like crazy in Taixu Heaven. In just one hour, it had spread throughout the entire human dynasty, immortal sects, casual cultivators, warriors, and even the ears of mortals.
It also spread to all demon countries, tribes, families, and spirits.
But it’s not over yet, far from it!
Because, another piece of news spread through various channels.
Although the speed is slightly slower, what everyone knows is so timely and clear.
In Zhongshan Paradise, Lord Zhulong, the leader of Butian Sect, was stabbed to death, claiming to be the instigator of Heavenly Court.
Therefore, Yinglong Longjun succeeded to the throne of the domain master and summoned the water tribes from all over the world, the dragon kings of the four seas, three mountains and six caves, and countless demons and immortals.
Just to take revenge for Lord Zhu Long.
And the only object of revenge is heaven!
On this day, these two pieces of news were enough to leave a mark in history, enough to be talked about by future generations thousands of years later.
Of course, neither the people nor the monsters living at the moment have such thoughts, nor do they have the leisure to do so.
The statements of Tianting and Butian Sect are completely inconsistent. Which one is true and which one is false?
Outsiders are also agnostic and don’t even care much.
They only had one thought boiling in their hearts: Butian Sect and Heavenly Court were finally going to fight!
That night, I don’t know how many people stayed up all night!
…
The news spread, but strangely, in the next few days, the entire continent fell into an eerie silence almost simultaneously.
Not to mention the conflict between Butian Sect and Heavenly Court, those regional conflicts, feuds between families, and even the second generation ancestor who bullies men and dominates women, all seem to have disappeared without a trace...
Just like the calm before the storm, there is no wind, no rain, no sunshine, but it is so depressing that it makes everyone and the demon panic!
No one dared to come out to cause trouble at this time, not even making the slightest sound.
They are afraid!
Afraid of attracting attention, afraid of being the center of attention, afraid of being affected by the 'world war' that is about to begin.
Even if it is just the aftermath, just a few ripples after the waves, it may be a disaster for a city or a place, and it may be the death of countless people.
However, the conflicts are reduced, but the flow of personnel is not reduced at all.
Let's not talk about the Heavenly Court. Everyone knows that they have the Nantian Gate and a systematic 'void moving formation'. Even if there is a gathering of troops and the transfer of strategic materials, outsiders cannot detect it.
The only thing they know may be that Heavenly Court has evacuated and placed supervisors at the Human Clan's Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan's Demon Clan.
They are the rare expatriates in heaven.
Once they are evacuated, there will be almost no visible power left in Heaven on Blue Star.
As for the Butian Sect, the various actions are extremely obvious.
Yes, they also used Taixu Tian to pass orders. There was no other way, it was just too convenient.
And when the imperial order was issued, under the command of Butian Sect, three mountains and six caves, four sea dragon kings, and water veins and aquatic tribes all gathered towards the blessed land of Zhongshan through various means.
Or the sky is filled with demonic clouds, enveloping Yao Bing and the demon general;
Or the leader leads the way, a ray of demonic light cuts through the sky, followed by a huge army of demons crossing the mountains and ridges;
Or they drive beasts of burden, armored and sharp, into a torrent that covers the sky and rolls forward.
The prestige of Lord Zhulong is still there after all, and no matter what the reason is, the death of the lord of a domain must be achieved as a subordinate.
For a time, a chilling atmosphere filled every corner of this world, as if a world war was about to break out.
…
Heavenly Palace,
Under the fairy tree of Wutong,
Mo Chengjun sat there with his body upright, one hand supporting his thigh and the other holding a tea cup.
The fragrance of tea filled the air, but Mo Chengjun was not in the mood to drink tea. Instead, he sat there with his eyes opening and closing, lost in thought.
Beside, charcoal fire was burning in a small red clay stove, boiling the water, making a "gurgling" sound.
At this time, an illusory door opened under the fairy tree, and Shen Jinxiu, the Sword Immortal of the Four Seasons, strode out of it with light and eager steps.
Before she could stop, she looked around, saw Mo Chengjun sitting upright, and asked directly: "Master Mo, what exactly are you thinking?"
Mo Chengjun opened his eyes slightly, his expression restrained, and he was not surprised. He just asked, "Is the palace master here to investigate?"
Shen Jinxiu paused and her tone softened a lot. She said softly: "Of course not, I just have some confusion, so I came here to ask."
Saying this, she sat down opposite Mo Chengjun, poured a cup of tea and took a big gulp.
"What's the puzzle? Palace Master, please tell me?"
"Of course we are going to war with the Butian Sect. We are not questioning your choice. You are the co-leader of the Heavenly Court and a patrolling Immortal Official, so you are qualified to decide the war.
But why is it that even though you have said what you said, there is no movement? "
Mo Chengjun did not rush to answer, but asked again: "Then according to the palace master, how should we fight this battle?"
"Of course, we have to use our troops quickly and concentrate our superior forces to attack Huanglong."
Shen Jinxiu replied very simply, paused for a moment, and then explained slowly: "Although in terms of hard power, our Heavenly Court is not far behind the Butian Sect.
But when the two armies faced each other, it wasn't a battle of wits. They had to wait for everyone to gather before they could attack one by one.
If you really want to do that, then just stand in line and compare the number of people. "
"The way of fighting, matters of survival, and the place of life and death, naturally, we must use everything to the best of our ability.
I have Taixu Tian in my heaven, and I have the Great Void Moving Formation. Speaking of it, my mobilization ability and marching speed are more than a thousand times faster than that of Butian Sect. "
"Since we are going to fight and have already broken our skin, we must take advantage of the other party before they can gather their troops and attack with thunderous force."
"I believe that as long as the Zhongshan Paradise is breached, regardless of whether Zhulong dies or not, and regardless of whether Yinglong flees or fights, the battle will be mostly won.
Later, we can slowly clean up the mess. It will only take some time at most. "
"But what we lack is time!"
Mo Chengjun said this, then looked at Shen Jinxiu and said: "I believe that your method is correct. It is already a good start for a war.
But it's not enough, far from it.
I want not only to win or lose in one battle, but also to win over the hearts of all Butian disciples, and to calm down all the turmoil in this world in the shortest possible time. "
"That's impossible!"
Shen Jinxiu almost blurted out, but as soon as the words came out, her eyes froze: "Can Master Mo please elaborate?"
"Zhulong died in the hands of the possessed Yinglong, but a trace of his remnant soul came to me..."
As Mo Chengjun said this, he took out the 'Sky-Breaking Divine Shuttle' and told Zhulong's death one by one.
Shen Jinxiu took the divine shuttle, reached out with her spiritual sense, and began to check the items inside. Listening to Mo Chengjun's explanation of the incident, the expression on her face changed again and again.
After a long time, Mo Chengjun finally explained everything clearly, and Shen Jinxiu also calmed down.
As the person who hated the Butian Sect the most, at this moment, after a moment of silence, she uttered three words: "What a pity!"
Looking at Mo Chengjun again, she asked: "So, you want to use the convenience provided by Zhulong to solve all the troubles of Butian Sect once and for all?"
"This is the best option."
Mo Chengjun paused and then said: "So, I need a suitable opportunity and the best occasion.
Therefore, I gave them time to gather their forces, at least until all the demons and immortals had gathered. "
"Of course, this matter cannot be told to outsiders, otherwise there will be changes!"
"You're right!"
Shen Jinxiu finally nodded in approval and said, "Let me just say, our Master Mo is such a shrewd person, how could he make such a despicable mistake?!"
Mo Chengjun caught her words: "So, it's not just one or two people who are confused and confused. Are you the representative?"
Shen Jinxiu pursed her lips, smiled and said nothing, then changed the subject and said, "In that case, how long are you prepared to give them?"
"Half a month to a month, a month at most, it doesn't matter what the result is, my heavenly army should push it to the door of Zhongshan Paradise."
…
Zhongshan Blessed Land,
A mourning hall is placed in the center of the hall, with two flames burning, illuminating the portrait of the candle dragon, looking cold and solemn.
There were more people coming and going to worship, including demons, human beings, and water tribes. The last ones were all demon king level, and there were many demons and immortals coming in a hurry.
In another hall, it was brightly lit and extremely noisy.
Servants filed in, carrying all kinds of delicacies, spiritual fruits and magical brews in their hands, while maids shuttled between the tables, pouring tea and wine, and clearing away cups, dishes, dishes, and chopsticks.
There is also a beautiful girl dancing gracefully in the center of the palace, charming and enchanting.
Behind the long tables on both sides, there are all the demons and immortals who have arrived, such as the divine bird Bifang, and the Cang Si sitting at the head, drinking bottles of wine.
For example, Naba Snake, Zhu Yan, Fei Lian, Hua Snake, Tiger Jiao and other demon immortals have already taken their seats.
Among them, Zhu Yan and Yuan Hong of Huangtieshan were the loudest.
"Longjun is dead, dead, as if in the hands of Heavenly Court, what else is there to say?"
"We were blessed by the Dragon Lord to have such a good fortune. Nowadays, all of us who have become immortals and ancestors have forgotten that back then...
If Dragon Lord hadn't helped us rise, how could you, you, you, be where you are today? "
"There is also Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court, I have long disliked them. They all look sanctimonious, but their attacks are ruthless."
"They have intercepted every human race that I have raised under my command. Nowadays, I have to be careful when eating anyone, for fear of being noticed by them."
"Yeah……"
"That's right, so this time, we must seek justice for Lord Zhu Longlong."
"..."
"…………"
The rise of a huge force, no matter which path it takes, will inevitably affect the interests of those who are originally in power.
Even though Heavenly Court is already very fair in dealing with the outside world, there are still many people who have objections to him.
Just like now, a banquet seems to have become a gathering of complaints, a mess.
Sitting in the center of the upper head is Yinglong Longjun. He is wearing a crown and his entire face is hidden in the darkness, making people ignore it, but it seems extremely dangerous.
The view was raised and further away. The entire Zhongshan Paradise seemed to be lively except here, while the rest of the place sank into darkness, like an abyss.
…
Time always flies by and never stops in its tracks.
As time goes by and the troops gather, the atmosphere in this world becomes more and more tense, and it seems to be freezing to the freezing point.
Until, fifteen days later,
Heavenly Palace,
Under the fairy tree of Wutong,
Mo Chengjun, who had been sitting upright for fifteen days, finally received a piece of news.
It was a message from a Demon Immortal from within the Butian Sect. There was actually no secret at all. It was just a message about the gathering of the Butian Sect's troops.
Now, it finally reached the standard Mo Chengjun wanted, so he finally got up.
With one step, he arrived at the Lingxiao Palace. Looking at the neatly arranged Heavenly Gods below, he asked softly: "Are you ready?"
Li Jing, the King of Pagodas, stepped forward and said loudly: "Master Qi, the army has been prepared and is just waiting for your order."
"In that case, open the gate of heaven, send troops to Zhongshan, and wipe out the demons!"
A book becomes more and more difficult to write towards the end, for fear that it will collapse if I fail...
