In fact, if there was a way to deal with it, we wouldn't be in this situation.
To put it bluntly, there was actually no strategic mistake in the "Chao" in Shuiqie Mountain to besiege and kill Shen Hao. At that time, it was indeed a good idea to kill the person named Shen. At least there was no one named Shen, and Jingxi Black Flag The possibility of promoting the "pilot" of the camp to other places is much smaller. Even if the root cause cannot be eliminated, it can definitely be delayed for a long time.
But now that the siege has failed and Shen Hao is alive, the situation is completely different. Firstly, it would not be easy to kill the person named Shen; secondly, the person named Shen must have a plan to kill evil on record, and if he dies, there will be successors who will continue to implement it.
The fundamental reason is that he was forced into a corner and did not retreat.
Whether it is called the "holy sect" or the "evil sect", after all, it does not have a bright background, and the things it does are despised by the world. It can only toss in dark corners, and whenever it shows up, it will attract thunder.
In the past, I hid in remote places, relying on the convenience of the village's lack of information and information, and used the deceptive method of "worshiping gods" to corrode the mind, and then selected those suitable for development, and then lured them step by step into the pursuit of "power" Road up. The slogans used are also similar, nothing more than "change destiny against nature" and the like.
If you cast a wide net and pick and choose, you can always find some useful people to fill the gap.
This is also due to the fact that the Jingjiu Dynasty has always had too little jurisdiction over remote villages and towns, and the lack of attention has given the so-called "Holy Sect" a living environment.
Now the person named Shen wants to dig the ground, turn things upside down, and have the intention of forming a routine. This leaves the people of the "Holy Sect" with nowhere to deploy their means of absorbing the basic descendants.
How to deal with it? How to break the situation?
After deliberation for a long time, there was no directly feasible backhand strategy. The only thing that reached consensus was to temporarily shrink the "nests" in various places, and began to gradually move the "worshiping of gods" in remote places underground.
As for whether it is useful, I won't know for a while. And Jing Jiuchao's actions cannot be achieved in a day or two, and the two sides still have a long period of time to compete. It's just that the so-called "Holy Sect" is now firmly at a disadvantage.
The people dispersed, and only the Great Venerable remained in the huge hall, sitting alone on a chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. The dim light flickered, making his shadow appear shaky.
After a long time, the great venerable opened his eyes, sighed, stood up from the chair, turned and walked towards the depths of the hall, until he stopped in front of a stone wall carved with complicated patterns.
The stone wall is as dark as ink, and if you don't get close enough, you won't be able to see the reliefs on it.
In the middle is a strange animal head pattern, so huge that it occupies 60% of the center of the stone wall. This beast has three eyes on its head, one on each side and a vertical eye in the middle. The entire head looks triangular and covered with scale-like protrusions. The last big mouth spanned most of the head, but it was closed tightly.
The Great Master stood in front of the beast's head, stretched out his hand and twisted an unknown mechanism on the beast's mouth a few times, opening a round hole as thick as an arm. Then he stretched his right arm in and withdrew it after a moment.
"Kakaka..."
After a silent friction sound, a passage opened in the middle of the stone wall. Standing outside, you could see that the passage was still going down.
The Great Master made a magic formula, and the moment he walked into the passage, several formations swept across his body, full of murderous intent but disappeared quickly.
Walking down, it was no less than forty feet vertically before it slowed down. At the end of the stairs, there was a space in front of them that was similar to the hall above, but the furnishings were different.
The main hall above is like a meeting place, but the place in front of you is more like someone's daily living place.
"My subordinate, Zhao Zhiyuan, has something urgent to ask to see the Holy Master!"
At the door, the great venerable did not dare to step in. He just knelt on his knees and kowtowed outside, while raising his voice to announce his intention. After that, his head was stuck on the ground and he didn't dare to move.
I don't know how long it took, but a voice without any emotion sounded directly in the great venerable's mind: Come in.
"yes!"
The great venerable who was majestic outside was now as cautious as a rabbit breaking into a strange environment. He did not dare to take a step when walking. He only dared to walk forward in small steps with a hunched waist, and even looked at someone. With limited space at my feet and in front, I didn’t dare to look around.
Although he didn't dare to look, as soon as he came in, there was a layer of fine sweat on the Great Venerable's forehead, as if he was bearing some kind of heavy pressure. If someone were to sense it carefully, they would find that there was a pressure unimaginable from the outside world in this seemingly ordinary hall. Intangible matter shrouded the place like a gravity that suddenly increased dozens of times.
The Great Venerable calls himself Zhao Zhiyuan. Although he is from the so-called "Holy Sect" lineage, in the final analysis, he still cannot escape the path of martial arts cultivation. Although his cultivation level is very high, his physical strength is far inferior to that of physical cultivation. Now that he steps into this place, The gravity squeeze coming from all directions forced him to set up a shield on the surface of his body to block it, but the consumption was not small. In addition, the invisible breath floated out from the depths of the hall, which also affected him at the soul level. The extremely strong pressure made his whole body tense and uncomfortable.
Not long after, Zhao Zhiyuan walked to the middle of the hall, knelt down and prostrated again. In front of him was a strange-shaped stone platform. The stone platform looks like a monster that emerged from the ground. Half of its body emerged from the ground, and it seemed to want to devour anyone with its fangs and claws. The appearance is almost exactly the same as the relief animal head on the stone wall when you came in.
There is a person sitting on the stone platform.
The man's long hair was disheveled, covering his appearance quite a bit. Only a pair of eyes could be seen peeking out from his hair, as well as the lower half of his face. I can't tell my age, or even whether I'm a boy or a girl.
At this time, the man closed his eyes, seemed to be meditating, and seemed to be sleeping.
"My subordinate, Zhao Zhiyuan, comes to see the Holy Lord! The Holy Lord's power is boundless and powerful throughout the ages!" Zhao Zhiyuan knelt down more than ten feet away, not daring to look, and yelled a slogan with his head on the ground.
"What's the matter?" After a while, the voice sounded in Zhao Zhiyuan's mind again. It seemed that it was the person in front of him who was speaking, but the person in his field of vision remained motionless.
Zhao Zhiyuan quickly replied: "Holy Lord, the Xuanqing Guards of the Jingjiu Dynasty outside have come up with a new method, which has seriously threatened our cultivation of new forces everywhere..."
He didn't add any exaggeration, he just told the whole story of the incident. After he finished telling it, Zhao Zhiyuan continued to remain motionless with his head down. However, his heartbeat betrayed his mood at this time, and he was so panicked that there was a layer of cold sweat on his back.
"Taking money from the bottom of the cauldron? It's a good idea. It's difficult for those Xuanqing guards to be busy in the mountains and valleys. So they have found a good talent. It's a pity..."
Then there was another moment of silence.
After a long time, the voice said: "Use the Hundred-year-old Pill."
