"Brother Zifeng, what happened?"
Ling Tian saw that Zifeng's expression was not right, so he immediately guessed and asked, "Could it be that something unexpected happened to Luo Junlin?"
"I can't say it was an accident."
Facing everyone's strange looks, Zifeng looked helpless and said, "Luo Junlin may not be able to return to the Eastern Wasteland with us this time. He is involved in something and can't get away for the time being."
"Why?"
Ling Tian asked in confusion.
"It's a long story..."
Zifeng scratched his head and explained simply, "Back then, Luo Junlin received the inheritance from Emperor Wu in Beihuang and promised to Emperor Wu to protect the peace of Wu Kingdom for five hundred years. But in the past two years, wars in Wu Kingdom have been frequent. The country was destroyed.”
The Northern Wasteland is also known as the Land of Hundred Kingdoms.
There are many ancient countries, large and small.
According to the strength of the country, there are upper countries, China, and lower countries.
There are now five great kingdoms in the Northern Wilderness, and each of them has a Saint Clan as its backer.
The country ruled by the Purple Saint Clan is the Purple Kingdom, one of the five great kingdoms.
Thousands of years ago, the Wu Kingdom was once the number one kingdom in the Northern Wilderness, with the Wu Saint Clan as its backer.
The Wu Saint Clan was once known as the No. 1 Saint Clan in the Northern Wilderness because Emperor Wu of the Saint Emperor Realm was in charge.
However, with the fall of Emperor Wu, the bloodline of the Wu Saint Clan became increasingly thinner. After experiencing several internal strife, it completely declined. The Wu Kingdom, which relied on the Wu Saint Clan, was naturally not immune and has now become the Lower Kingdom of the Northern Wilderness.
Luo Junlin is a person who values love and righteousness, and promises a thousand pieces of gold.
Having received the inheritance from Emperor Wu, he made a promise to Emperor Wu and must abide by his promise.
That's why today, because of the destruction of the Wu Kingdom, we were unable to come here.
After hearing what Zifeng said, Ling Tian couldn't figure out something, so he asked Zifeng his question, "The Purple Saint Clan also has some influence in the Northern Wilderness, right? With Brother Zifeng's current status in the Purple Saint Clan, , can’t we ask the Purple Saint Clan to mediate this matter? If nothing else, it shouldn’t be difficult to ask for a truce for a few years.”
"Hey... it's great if it's that simple."
Zifeng shook his head. He had already thought of everything Ling Tian could think of, "Brother Ling Tian, you don't know... The Wei State that launched the war of annihilation against the Wu State was originally split from the Wu State. This Wei State can Split away, the support of the Xiang clan is indispensable behind it! If I let the Zi clan intervene in the affairs of the two countries, the Xiang clan will definitely intervene. Then it will not be a battle between the two countries, but a battle between the two saint clans."
"Um……"
Ling Tian pondered for a moment, but he could understand Zifeng's difficulties.
The Purple Saint Clan is not willing to go to war with the Xiang Clan for the sake of the Wu Kingdom that is on the verge of death.
Even if Zifeng now has a prominent status in the Purple Saint Clan, she still cannot persuade the Purple Saint Clan at all.
"Since it is inconvenient for the Purple Saint Clan to intervene, then we will intervene!"
Ling Tian thought for a while and then spoke in a deep voice.
"ah?"
Zifeng was stunned for a moment, "Brother Lingtian, our intervention is not much different from the intervention of the Purple Saint Clan, right? If a Saint Realm powerhouse appears on the battlefield of the national war between Wei and Wu, it will also give the Xiang Clan Saint Clan a chance to intervene. The reason for the war against Wei..."
"I know!"
Ling Tian nodded and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The us I am talking about do not include the seniors in the Holy Realm."
"us?"
Zifeng seemed to understand what Ling Tian meant, and looked at Ling Tian and the people standing beside Ling Tian in surprise.
The state of Wei is backed by a big tree, with the support of the Xiang clan behind it.
Once a powerful person from the Holy Realm intervenes in the battle between Wei and Wu from the Wu Kingdom, the Xiang Clan will definitely intervene.
But if those who rushed to aid the battle between Wei and Wu were only some Dao realm warriors, how could the Xiang clan find a reason to interfere?
The more powerful a force is, the more they care about identity and face. Even if they want to become a master, they have to find a name.
Regardless of whether it is Wei or Wu, there are many Taoist warriors in the country. If Ling Tian and others join the war to help Wu, the Xiang clan will only send some Taoist warriors to help.
More likely, it is to just sit back and ignore it.
Because they wouldn't even think of it.
A mere handful of powerful Taoists can change the war situation between Wei and Wu!
"What do you think?"
With a smile on his face, Ling Tian turned around and asked the people around him.
"Haha... Of course I don't have any objections. Just think of it as a warm-up."
Yu Chen laughed loudly and was the first to respond to Ling Tian.
Feng Wudao also expressed his thoughts, "In the past, the ten saint sons of Donghuang left Donghuang together. Today we should go back together. How can we miss Luo Junlin?"
Shangguan Yunche and Qin Wenge nodded silently, expressing their support for Ling Tian's proposal.
Shen Zhongmou thought for a while and said in analysis, "If you pilot my divine battleship to the Northern Wilderness Kingdom of Wu, it will only take less than a month. There are still three years until the seal of the Chaos Realm is dispersed, and we are not short of it." One month.”
Seeing that everyone had no objections, Ling Tian turned around and looked at the ten sage kings of the Eastern Wasteland. After bowing to all the sage kings, he respectfully requested, "Seniors! Can you give us two months?"
"Go!"
The Emperor among the Ten Great Saints nodded immediately.
"Bring Luo Junlin back!"
The saint king of the Luo clan ordered in a deep voice.
The ten great sage kings of the Eastern Wasteland also heard the conversation between Ling Tian and others just now.
Seeing these Eastern Wilderness geniuses working together, how could they refuse?
What's more, there is still time in Donghuang now, so it doesn't matter if we delay it for two months.
This trip to the Wu Kingdom in the Northern Wilderness can also allow the geniuses to test their skills and get to know each other better.
After all, the geniuses have not fought together for more than twenty years...
"Brother Shen!"
With the consent of the ten great saints, Ling Tian turned to look at Shen Zhongmou.
"Walk!"
Shen Zhongmou understood, took out the giant divine pattern battleship, and stepped into it first.
Feng Wudao, Shangguan Yunche, Yu Chen, Qin Wenge, Xia Jiuyou, and Zifeng followed closely behind.
Ye Liuyun, who was originally sitting cross-legged under the ancient tree, also stood up at this time and slowly walked towards the divine battleship.
Although there are no words, the meaning is obvious.
All the saints of the Eastern Wasteland rushed to the aid of Luo Junlin, and he did not want to be absent.
Seeing Ye Liuyun's move, Ling Tian showed a happy smile on his face. Then he turned to Mu Feng and asked, "Elder brother, do you want to come with us?"
"Anyway, I have nothing to do. Let's go and join in the fun."
Mu Feng stretched and took his steps calmly.
In contrast, waiting in the Black Sand Valley is better than waiting in the Divine Pattern Battleship.
At the very least, you can still see the scenery along the way in the divine pattern battleship.
When Mu Feng stepped onto the divine pattern battleship, Ling Tian gestured to Xiao Yan.
The two of them immediately walked side by side towards the divine pattern battleship.
"Brother, I want to go too!"
Ling Tian was about to board the ship when Ling Nian's voice came from behind him.
"And us!"
When Ling Tian turned around, Fengtian and Lu Yuan asked for help in unison.
There are also many Eastern Wasteland geniuses who have taken the initiative to stand up.
Everyone was boiling with fighting spirit, as if they were eager to fight.
"A mere Wei State doesn't need so many people."
Ling Tian calmly glanced at everyone, thought for a while and then ordered, "Fengtian, Niannian, you two just come with us, the others stay here and wait!"
"yes!"
Lu Yuan and others were rejected and did not choose to persist.
Thirteen people gathered in the divine pattern battleship, and Shen Zhongmou immediately took control of the battleship and set sail.
The wind rose over the Black Sand Valley, and the divine battleship passed rapidly through the void.
Leaving behind a faint trace, it disappeared into the sky in a few breaths.
