There are too many people, and it is inevitable that there will be anxiety. If there is anxiety, it is inevitable to find someone to relieve it.
"When can we be moved?"
"It should be soon. Cihangzhai won't lie to us?"
"What if they really lied to us? We have now sworn an oath of heaven to be vassals of Cihangzhai forever. It would be a great loss if we cannot be transferred to a place rich in spiritual energy."
"What nonsense are you talking about?! Master Gu Meng and the others have fought Wang Jingzhu many times for us. Many senior sisters have been injured because of this!"
"Yes, the senior aunts and sisters of Cihangzhai are so good! Originally, they could have followed Wang Jingzhu quietly like the Tianhong Tantric Sect. They have sacrificed too much for us..."
"Brothers, what I mean is, what if Wang Jingzhu doesn't agree? After all, Wang Jingzhu originally just wanted to take the entire Cihangzhai sect up and down."
"Wang Jingzhu has fought against the senior sisters so many times, but she has not been able to take away the Mirror Flower Water Moon Formation. If she tries a few more times, she will definitely relent."
"But there are too many of us. I think there are thousands of people here today... What if Wang Jingzhu is willing to take away some of the people?"
"How is that possible? The quota we are using is for Cihangzhai's 50,000 servants. If Wang Jingzhu doesn't agree, we will massacre the city."
"Yes. If we don't die, those untouchables will never live to be a hundred years old."
"..."
The longevity of monks is determined by their cultivation. These monks all believe that they have extraordinary talents. If they can go to a place filled with spiritual energy, they can live for thousands of years.
Wang Jingzhu understood: No wonder Cihangzhai’s reaction was so intense! The man who had been fighting her to death was actually putting on a show for these monks!
These monks only knew that they were fighting. As for why they were fighting? Naturally, whatever Cihangzhai says is whatever it is. Wang Jingzhu comes and goes in a hurry every time, so she doesn't have time to care about what others think.
It seems that what Gu Meng said about making an appointment with Jing Cheng was also a lie.
From this point of view, it seems that Tianhong Tantric Sect and Cihangzhai knew that she would come to buy their mountain guarding formation early on, and they thought about the terms of the transaction early on...
This doubt lingered in Wang Jingzhu's mind for long before she found the answer. This is the world of immortals and gods. The Tianhong Tantric Sect has the Tianhong God, and Cihangzhai also has a background in the immortal world. The art of divination is a necessary skill for immortals, right?
What worries Wang Jingzhu is that she was confused by the brainless appearance of the female cultivators at Cihangzhai.
At present, Cihangzhai's game has been completed.
There are so many people standing in the air on the clouds, so it’s impossible to miss the people below.
However, they only glanced at it lightly.
Only the monks in heaven had the same purpose as them, and some people whispered: "Didn't I say that only those under 30 years old are required? Why is the old man here too? Can I go back to pick up my parents?"
"Go back? It's too far. What if Wang Jingzhu comes to transfer us in just a few days? The sisters and sisters have said that Wang Jingzhu may come at any time. You are gone now, but no one is waiting for you."
"Senior aunts and sisters, please never agree to bring these bad old men with you!"
"Hush, stop saying a few words, they seem to be very advanced."
"So what if you have a high level of cultivation? My aunts and sisters are all peerless fairies who would rather bend than bend..."
"..."
Mu Chen flew to Wang Jingzhu's side with his sword and used his spiritual mind to send a message: "Jing Xiao, what should we do? Cihangzhai is entangled with so many young monks. If they want to massacre the city, we may not be able to stop them."
Mu Chen glanced at the subordinates around him. He could not guarantee their loyalty. If the city massacre can really threaten Wang Jingzhu, the 50 Nascent Soul stagers around him might also...
Wang Jingzhu fixed Mu Chen's gaze in her eyes and clenched her fists involuntarily. She understood Mu Chen's worries all too well.
In Blue Star, the riots of mortals can harm a state or a country; let alone the riots of monks.
Crazy people can do anything.
Wang Jingzhu looked at the 50 Nascent Souls brought by Mu Chen and asked Mu Chen: "Can your royal family bring in another hundred Nascent Souls? It shouldn't be difficult to kill 50,000 Souls with 100 Souls to practice Qi."
50 Yuanying monks all moved back with their swords.
"This...Miss Wang, my grandson and son are among them..."
"The old great-great-grandson is also among them..."
"The young man in red who is leaning against the wall was born to Mr. Lin when he was 450 years old. He is very precious. Miss Wang, Mr. Lin is a monk in the integration stage and we cannot afford to offend him."
"These young people are quite weak, but they are either from virgin families or from sects, and they are all blessed by Daxiu."
"Miss Wang, you must not take action. If you beat the younger one, the older one should come out."
"..."
I bet these 50 Nascent Souls know everything.
Along the way, they were so stifled that they were internally injured, right?
Wang Jingzhu looked at Mu Chen: Do you know these things under your command?
Mu Chen's face turned red.
He really doesn't know, but can he say he doesn't know? If he admits that he doesn't know, he admits that he has no control over the empire; if he admits that he knows, he has teamed up with Ci Hangzhai to deceive Wang Jingzhu.
For a moment, Mu Chen wished he could find a crack in the ground and escape.
Wang Jingzhu gave Xiaosheng an instruction in his heart, and the master and servant simultaneously released the majestic power of the soul on the 50 Nascent Souls.
50 Nascent Souls all changed color.
Many people's flying swords started to sway and were about to fall.
They originally thought that they had a large number of people, but they didn't expect that they couldn't unite. They immediately panicked like dogs and wanted to bow down. However, they all flew in the sky. Under the strong pressure, they could only barely control the flying swords. Let yourself fall out of mid-air.
Although it is not likely to fall to death at this height of several hundred meters, if it hits one's descendants directly on the head, it would be a disgrace and they would die immediately.
"You are treating Mu Chen and I like monkeys! Why didn't you tell me when we were in the imperial city?"
"We never meant this!"
"I really didn't know that Cihangzhai invaded Yongci Dao and other Taoist mansions to force you, Miss Wang!"
"I really thought Cihangzhai was invading!"
"I do not know anything."
Wang Jingzhu did not take back the power of his soul, nor did he continue to increase the pressure. He just let the 50 Nascent Soul tremblingly resist and slowly crush it.
"I don't understand. Why did Cihangzhai do this? Your Majesty Mu Chen, do you know?"
Mu Chen felt very happy when he saw the trembling and miserable appearance of his rebellious subordinate. "Miss Wang, maybe Cihangzhai is worried that his power status will be annexed by other forces if he goes there, so he needs to attract more people to build up his momentum?"
Xiaosheng sneered. "I'm afraid it's more than that? Cihangzhai probably thinks that 50,000 monks can dominate one side?"
Wang Jingzhu was reminded, her eyes lit up, and she asked Xiaosheng: "If I teleport these 50,000 monks to the Dragon Slaying Sect, how long can they survive?"
Xiaosheng smiled and raised three fingers.
"Three days?" Wang Jingzhu frowned.
(End of chapter)
