Just after the exchange, seven or eight monks came running over, wearing blue-gray monk robes and conical hats. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but their body movements were slightly nervous and they stood behind the old monk in a wary manner. Looked at Li Daji.
The old monk glanced at a few people. The seven or eight monks immediately lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to look ferocious or angry.
"A distinguished guest is coming, go and prepare tea!"
Following the old monk's instructions, the two younger monks bowed and bowed before leaving, walking swiftly.
Li Daji laughed loudly:
"Master, you see, a young monk can also run."
Kong Jian also smiled immediately:
"What the donor said is true, I am too persistent.
Invite a few gentlemen from Shangguo to show up, have a few cups of tea, and express their sincerity. "
As the old monk's message was thrown out, four figures appeared next to Li Daji.
Li Daji is only a mid- to late-level high-level wood spirit warlock, and each of these four visitors is a top-level warlock.
With the appearance of the four people, the straw mats from all over the abbot's courtyard flew to the ground and stopped gently under the bodies of the four Li clan elders.
The four worshippers didn't say much, sitting cross-legged on straw mats on both sides of Li Daji.
Soon, the two monks brought a few small cases over and the tea was prepared.
The tea table is made of high-quality sea yellow, the tea set is made of purple sand well railings, the tea leaves are made of spring mountain sparrow tongue, and the tea water is made from ancient springs in deep mountains.
In the mist of water vapor, the fragrance of tea overflows.
Li Daji had some appreciation:
"An empty mountain delights in the nature of birds, half a cup of Zen tea reveals the root of wisdom; a deep stream surrounds the sound of Buddha, and a few strands of fragrant tea proves Bodhi! Master is so elegant!"
"No one can see the Tathagata without self, and see the Tathagata who is neither empty nor form... The donor has a deep root of wisdom and has self-realized the Buddha nature. Please drink tea."
The old monk Kong Jian smiled and thanked him, signaling the five of them to do as they pleased.
Li Daji decided not to talk in circles.
He knew that this old guy was incompetent and could only defend against the most deadly attacks. Instead of respecting himself, he was afraid of the Murong clan or the empire's military power, and he was even more afraid of the four top warlocks around him.
"Now that Master knows what I'm coming to do, what will you do if the troops pass through the border tomorrow?"
Several disciples behind the old monk, all with mid-to-high-level sorcerer abilities, raised their heads one after another. One of them had a sinister face, suddenly cold, and most of the others also had fierce expressions.
Li Daji raised his eyebrows and stopped drinking tea.
The old monk laughed loudly and seemed to have seen the displeasure of several disciples.
Sora's laughter caused those people's expressions to change drastically, and then they lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, becoming more respectful again.
Kong Jian sighed and shook his head slightly:
"Haha, in this place outside, all the five aggregates are empty. I can't see or hear, but I hope that the benefactor can leave a bright moon window in the small temple to talk about sutras, so that the young monks can cut half the floating clouds to mend their sleeves!"
Li Daji understood the other party's choice and nodded slightly:
“Leave a bright moon in a window to talk about scriptures, cut half a ridge of floating clouds to mend your sleeves!
What a Buddha-nature verse! The master is indeed a master of concentration, strength, and wisdom, and the choices he makes are quite effective in helping himself and others.
I have Li Daji, the leader of the empire, and there are several elders and ministers in the nearby vehicles, all of the Daxia ethnic group, as well as reinforcements from the Murong clan. It would be too inconvenient for the master, and I don’t want to keep these seniors waiting for a long time... ...After the war tomorrow, come back and say thank you! "
Space nodded with a smile and put his hands together in thanks.
After Li Daji and the four elders disappeared, Kong Jian stood up and turned to look at several disciples with a disappointed look on his face:
"You have earned it by being alive!"
…
A group of seven or eight people stood on a hill and looked at the small town of Fukawa Town not far away.
Li Lingyou, Su Zi, Li Mutong, Li Banxia and others all saw that Wei Ling seemed to be worried.
They had reached the required mileage today, and there was no need to rush forward. Therefore, after docking the vehicle, the three teams gathered together and briefly discussed how to deal with the next day.
Li Lingyou's second brother Li Mutong is already a late-intermediate fire spirit sorcerer. His long hair has a dark reddish color, and the fire spirit power around him is restrained. He waved his hand:
"Brother Wei Ling, don't worry too much. If there are really those blind people who are trying to pull the strings, if you have compassion, let me deal the most cruel blow!"
Li Banxia is an intermediate wood spirit sorcerer with a relatively tolerant personality, but he also expresses the same opinion towards Wei Ling.
Wei Ling smiled bitterly, understanding their good intentions, and shook his head slightly:
"Brother Li, I feel sorry for you, but when I need to make a decision, I won't be soft-hearted. Thank you for your kindness."
Then he looked at Uncle Su Zi and privately threw out a message:
"Uncle Su Zi, do you feel something is wrong over there?"
The tall Uncle Su Zi has left the Western Wasteland Legion and returned to the clan after becoming a high-level warlock.
His thin face, which was originally slightly youthful, has become no different from that of ordinary people. This is a sign that his control over the wood spiritual power has surpassed that of the past.
When Su Zi received Wei Ling's message, he was a little confused:
"What, Welling, do you think there is a hidden master in that small town?"
Wei Ling nodded slightly and threw out the message:
"My mental power detects that there are several mental entities on the east side of the town. They are very powerful. One of them should be a late-level high-level or top-notch warlock."
Su Zi's brows wrinkled.
This information was not in Murong's intelligence.
Just as the two were communicating privately, a figure appeared beside them, and a smiling Li Daji appeared beside them:
"Brother Su, Welling, are you worried about tomorrow's war? Are you worried about a top warlock over there?"
Li Daji's information was made public. Li Lingyou, Li Mutong, Li Banxia and others also suddenly realized Wei Ling's previous worries.
"Haha, I'm not worried at all. I still have you and a few worshipers holding the line, but I'm afraid that that man and his followers will be defeated and cause unnecessary losses to us."
Li Daji nodded:
"Previously, an enshrining elder discovered the other party's existence, so we sneaked over and had a face-to-face communication with the other party. His choice was not to have any conflict with the army, which was considered wise."
Immediately, Li Daji threw the images of his previous meeting with the monk Kong Jian to several people.
"On the way back, I connected to the 'Champion' information and gave the images of the monk Kong Jian and several others to Murong and the Ying clan parents for screening."
Wei Ling was relieved and nodded:
"Then don't worry!"
Based on Wei Ling's understanding, even if the enemy has only one top-level warlock with a death wish, and there are multiple equal forces on his side, it may not be able to stop the opponent from killing his own mid-level and high-level warlocks.
This is the principle of the above-mentioned Si-gun versus the middle Si-gun and the lower Si-gun.
Soon after, the surrounding vehicles relayed the news about Murong Chanyi.
According to the information they had and the confirmation from Takeda Ryuuki and others, the monk Sora Mian was indeed the eminent monk who had been the abbot of Songkei Temple in Fukawa Town for a long time.
Kong Jian is also a relatively well-known monk and a top wisdom magician. He has always been known as elegant among the Ying monks. Since he chooses to stay out of the matter, he can let it go and ignore it.
Everyone felt relieved and returned to their vehicles, waiting for tomorrow's trip.
That night, in the small town of Fukawa, everyone who was afraid of where the Murong clan's troops were headed headed eastward at night and did not dare to stay any longer.
Early the next morning, Li Clan's four vehicles completed communication and took off simultaneously, facing the rising sun and flying slowly towards the east.
Soon, the small town of Fukawa was covered by four vehicles, like four black clouds, covering the small city.
The high-level and top-level warlocks on the vehicle all use their own mental power to scan the characteristics of the people below.
Most of the residents of Fukawa Town walked out of their houses and stood silently in a relatively empty place.
The war has been going on for more than ten years. For ordinary people, they already know how to face warlocks and powerfully armed sergeants.
Wooden buildings, ordinary commercial concrete structures, and civilian-grade protective panels cannot save one's life at all.
On the contrary, if you encounter the opponent's forward artillery fire preparations, these buildings that cover your body will become things that harm you.
As for the residents who walked to open areas and squatted down, the warlocks would not attack them in the airborne vehicles, even if their expressions were full of disgust or resentment.
With the change in the form of war and the increase in the power level of warlocks on all sides, according to the current rules, low-level warlocks can be ignored as long as they do not attack or resist.
If there are intermediate-level warlocks, they need to wear a confinement ring and wait for the land troops behind to take over and screen them.
For high-level warlocks and above, the confinement ring is useless to them, so they can only ask the other party to surrender or leave eastward, or fight, there are no more options.
Li Clan's four vehicles stayed in the air and scanned below. No threatening force was found, and the residents here did not show any resistance, so they sent a message to the vehicles behind them.
Not long after, two more vehicles flew from behind, slowly entering the small town at a lower profile.
When the two vehicles arrived at the center of the small town, they slowly landed at a selected location, the hatches opened, and hundreds of armed sergeants and more than a dozen civilian officials stepped out.
This can be considered a precise command supported by the coalition's precise holographic information system.
Murong has precise information on the location of settlements on the entire front, the number of residents, etc., and his command of ground troops and takeover personnel is also extremely accurate, and he will not send too many people, nor will he The receivers are stretched thin.
Wei Ling and Li Lingyou flashed and appeared below the vehicle, standing in the air.
Among the troops taking over, the tall and unusually tall young man in black robes, with an unrealistically handsome face, raised his head, smiled at the hanging Wei Ling, and waved.
Wei Ling also smiled slightly and waved.
Zheng Xiao nodded and continued to arrange for the sergeants to penetrate every corner of the small town to clean up. At the same time, through the information interconnection between vehicles, he sent greetings to Wei Ling and Li Lingyou:
"Brother Wei Ling, Shiba Lang, thank you for your hard work!"
"Haha, Zheng Xiao, we didn't work hard. We basically didn't have any decent battles. The enemies fled after hearing the news. The Murong family is still famous."
Li Lingyou replied to the message and Wei Ling nodded.
After so many years of training, Zheng Xiao is no longer the impulsive and brainless child of the aristocratic family.
After arranging for the sergeants to clean up, Zheng Xiao did not leave. He still stood in the same place. This was a small square in the center of this small town.
A large number of residents are also gathering here.
Except for the chaotic footsteps and the occasional cry of a child, no one made any other sounds.
The dull vibration of the armed sergeant's heavy mecha stepping on the ground in the distance made these residents a little trembling, not to mention there were four medium-sized vehicles in the sky and a high-level warlock standing in the air.
Yuan Bao suddenly appeared next to Wei Ling, and the voice message he threw out was a bit alarming:
"Master, I discovered that the daily energy supply of this town comes from a traditional hydropower station in the nearby mountains. However, there are many inexplicable wires connected to various underground terminals in the town without forming a loop."
Wei Ling understood instantly and sent a message to Zheng Xiao:
"Zheng Xiao, immediately order the civilian personnel to gather around you and ask the armed sergeants to activate the underground detection device. Be careful of electronically controlled landmines!"
Zheng Xiao, who originally looked relaxed, immediately changed his expression, and in an instant, orders were issued!
"boom!"
There was a huge explosion from a residence not far away!
