Xuanyuan's disciples never mentioned the blatant betrayal of the covenant, but no one was pedantic enough to wait for Tongchenyuan to come up with real evidence, because Xuanyuan Hongjian left the mountain privately, which was the evidence.
Right now, Li Xiaoyang was faced with a dilemma: bet big or bet small, and there was no third party to choose from.
If he favors Tongchenyuan, Xuanyuan Yi will definitely break with the rebels immediately.
If he favors the Xuanyuan family and treats Luo Wangshu as a person of love and has a character that he will not hesitate to die, the loss will be immeasurable.
Any mistake in decision-making will directly trigger a civil war in the Taoist sect. When Xi Yao is watching, this move will undoubtedly lead to self-destruction.
Li Xiaoyang felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart. Fortunately, Xuan Jing's injuries gradually recovered and he could barely share his worries.
Taoism and Buddhism, the two supreme beings in the world, thought about it several times. On the surface, they temporarily watched the changes, but secretly sent cultivators who were familiar with the two families to visit them one by one. They tried their best to solve the problem peacefully with great righteousness.
There was no progress yet, but two waves of voices suddenly arose in the rebel army.
Led by Che Yudao and Panyuan Alliance, they advocated letting the Xuanyuan clan hand over the real murderer to atone for his sins.
Led by Dahuangxu and Jackdaw, they advocated that every wrongdoer has his debtor and that Luo Wangshu must plead guilty first if he hurts innocent people.
Most of the small sects of the small sect supported the Xuanyuan family, and most of the casual cultivators praised Tongchenyuan. There was a commotion on both sides, and the Qi Dynasty rebel leaders put pressure on them.
Hobbies always make people blind, and the disagreements about whether the troublemaker should bear all the blame tear apart the morale of the military.
Some good people did not want to be left alone, and after a random investigation, they found out that He Zuwang had snitched late at night, and also killed people and silenced them. This made the clamor for punishment of the murderers even louder.
The Youmoshan garrison was mired in internal strife, unable to extricate itself, and gradually showed a trend of falling apart.
Li Xiaoyang and Xuan Jing were dizzy and uncertain about whether to make a choice when Xuanyuan Yi suddenly came to visit.
He mentioned the matter of Yingang Temple intentionally or unintentionally, and revealed that the scepter was what Wushan was looking for. He was not rude in his words, but the threat was self-evident.
Li Xiaoyang was very upset and angry, but due to the power of Wushan, he had to slightly tilt his words.
The incident happened in a hurry and Tongchenyuan was in a bad situation. Li Xiaoyang suspected that letting the matter be exposed was the result that Xuanyuan Yi would like to see.
It is even suspected that Xuanyuan's decision to send the monk who was living in a foreign land to travel thousands of miles to report the news was intentional. If there had been more time to respond, things would not have gotten so out of control.
But in the end, after weighing the pros and cons, if supporting the Xuanyuan clan can invite the Wushan goddess to show up to preside over the situation, then whether Tong Chenyuan is divided or united is no longer worth mentioning.
After a stalemate for several days, Yan Ci and Han Bing returned with the Ancient Ape Emperor. When they saw Qingming's mourning hall, they knelt down and couldn't express their grief.
The deep feeling of admiration and nostalgia made people feel sad. Luo Wangshu was moved with compassion and comforted him: "Returning to the root is called tranquility, and purity is called rebirth. Escape from the worldly world is nothing more than a kind of liberation. It must not be more sad."
After that, people helped Yan Ci and Han Bing into the tent and asked for details.
In the evening, Yuan Muyun came in a hurry after traveling thousands of miles. Before he could rest, he hurriedly summoned the peak master and the elders to discuss matters.
At midnight, Tongchenyuan set up a camp flag and quietly evacuated the station and headed west.
Not long after setting off and sneaking away, I suddenly saw two black shadows floating in the sky in the autumn night, blocking the way.
One person said slowly: "The Xuanyuan family has always been good at killing dissenters. It's not too late for the fairy to regret it."
Through the starlight, one can see the visitor's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, showing a calm and elegant atmosphere.
There was another person with eyes as bright as stars and a body like copper poured into iron. It was Xi Yao and Lu Wu who came unexpectedly.
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After experiencing the night attack on Tongchenyuan, the defense of Youmo Mountain became even tighter.
Chaos is not what everyone wants. For example, Yangliu Feng, who is as thin as a tree root, runs north and south to patrol for defense. Although birds and beasts are arranged in the mountains to detect foreign enemies, he still does not dare to be careless.
Yangliu Feng has gone through two decades of ups and downs. Although life is dull and boring, it still feels like it is not enough.
In this colorful world, wearing a monk's robe makes many things untouchable, but you can still find some fun by taking a look occasionally, not to mention that compared to Monk Kong Ming, who is often hundreds of years old, he is still young at this age.
The scenery at dawn is elegant and beautiful, with milky white mist filling the peaks and ridges, and the faint scent of vegetation floating in the morning breeze.
Yangliu Feng stretched slightly, looked at the misty mountains, and said to himself: "It was a peaceful night."
Looking towards the east, several groups of blazing morning glow fly up from the sky, and the red sun rises slowly.
In the magnificent shadow of the sun, a black spot suddenly appeared, and a war flag could be faintly seen fluttering in the wind.
Yangliu Feng concentrated his eyes and looked carefully, and suddenly became frightened.
The news that Tongchenyuan soldiers pointed to Youmoshan spread quickly. All the troops were shocked when they heard the news and hurriedly rushed out to look into the distance.
At that time, he saw Luo Wangshuman standing in the clouds, surrounded by the ancient ape emperor, Yuan Muyun, Susha Qiuhong and Hu Buyi, with great momentum.
Li Xiaoyang led several people to meet each other closely, and asked in surprise: "What does the fairy mean by this?"
Luo Wangshu said calmly: "Call old man Xuanyuan to talk."
The sound was clear and ethereal, but it seemed to ring in the ears. Even practitioners miles away could hear it clearly.
There was silence on the top of Youmao Mountain, and the war flags were raised high in the Xuanyuan clan's camp. Xuanyuan Yi came from the sky with a solemn expression, and said coldly: "What can you say about a mere transformed demon girl?"
Luo Wangshu's face was covered with frost and he shouted: "The courageless old thief is hiding in the army and does not dare to show his head. Come out quickly and fight!"
After experiencing the defeat at Zixia Mountain and the attack on their base, the Xuanyuan clan had very little combat power left in the Kongming period in Youmo Mountain.
Xuanyuan Yi knew that Luo Wangshu would not give up, so in the name of continuing the war, he quickly mobilized his wife Jiang Yuan and another powerful person to come to the rescue, and they had just arrived a few days ago.
With the addition of this new force, there is almost no suspense in sweeping Tongchenyuan.
This matter spread like wildfire, and Luo Wangshu also knew about it, but she still dared to call for formation. The cultivators had to admire her courage and determination.
Xuanyuan Yi snorted coldly and said: "It is common for cultivators to compete with each other in terms of skills. The master of Guiyuan Peak repeatedly used poisonous methods and was mistakenly killed by a dog. What does it have to do with anyone? The master of the garden betrayed his trust and brazenly attacked our clan. I have not yet asked for guilt, so how dare I come to visit you?" Are you here to seek bad luck?"
The old thief beat him up and said a few words, but the monk Tongchen was furious!
The ancient ape emperor made several noises and gnashed his teeth and said, "He is definitely a man who is just trying to gain fame and reputation. He is full of crazy talk, and he still wants to deny it right now!"
Both sides insist on their own opinions, and some fools who don't know the truth are getting more confused.
Xuanyuan Yi looked indifferent and disdained to talk to the ancient ape emperor. He glanced at Luo Wangshu and said: "If you want to accuse him, why bother? The master of the garden has mobilized his troops and came here. Is it possible that he just wants to show off his words?"
Luo Wangshu gritted his teeth and said, "Old thief, hurry up and prepare for the battle. We will decide the outcome later."
The game between the strong requires a clear conscience. Humiliating the opponent will undoubtedly bring shame to oneself.
Xuanyuan Yi was telling lies and deceiving others but could not fool Li Xiaoyang and Xuan Jing. The truth of the matter could be easily ascertained. It was unworthy of a famous man to bite back like this.
Although Li Xiaoyang was afraid of the power of the goddess, he had an old relationship with Luo Wangshu after all, so he did not want to make peace with her, but hoped to persuade Luo Wangshu to think twice.
Before he could say anything, the sound of marching horns suddenly sounded in his ears. The crowd was stunned and turned to the northern border following the sound.
In the mountains in the distance, the battle flag was fluttering. Xi Yao and Lu Wu were chatting and laughing, leading the mighty army.
Xirun, Yeqi, Beiming and others followed, while Qinyuan and Qiongqi carried the banner, showing great majesty.
The incident happened suddenly, and the rebels were horrified when they saw it. Suddenly they saw Xuanyuan Yi pointing at Luo Wangshu in the distance and yelling: "Shameless witch, how dare you betray the covenant and surrender to the enemy!"
The group of cultivators were in an uproar, all looking at Luo Wangshu to hear what was going on.
Luo Wangshu said as if nothing had happened: "No further talk, I will not stop fighting unless I kill the real murderer today."
This woman was decisive in killing, and Li Xiaoyang knew that persuasion was useless, so he had no choice but to return to his base and order a fight.
The demon army is advancing step by step, and the battle of life and death is imminent. Tongchen's army was at odds with Xi Yao, adopting a strategy of not taking any precautions against Xi Yao, and completely targeting the demon-eating rebel army.
About to wait for the scene of a stick of incense, the war horn was blown, Tongchen Garden was cleared by the red bird, and the soldiers pointed at the Xuanyuan clan's residence in Youmo Mountain.
The demon cultivator responded with the sound of drums and divided his troops into two groups. Xi Yao led his troops directly towards the rebel commander's camp, while Lu Wu led his troops to attack the flank.
The heroic troops march forward with great momentum!
The Xia cultivators looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
Suddenly, I heard that the owner of Cheyu Island on the left wing of the rebel army openly defied the general's order and came close to fight ten miles away, refusing to come for reinforcements.
The news spread rapidly, and all the rebel soldiers felt lonely, and their morale declined to the extreme.
Some casual cultivators did not want to fall victim to the infighting within the Taoist sect, so they called for the handover of the real culprit on the spot to extinguish Luo Wangshu's anger.
As soon as the proposal came out, everyone responded, and many angry people cursed the Xuanyuan family for deliberately causing trouble. The rebels were in chaos before fighting, and their defeat was already exposed.
Luo Wangshu took the lead from afar, preparing to break the ban alone. The moon-stepping sword in his palm held up the cold Changhong, and the waves of the sword rolled like a long river, flying towards the top of the mountain.
Suddenly I heard the sound of bells in the clouds, elegant and gentle, like playing a zither.
Thousands of monks were surprised. They raised their heads and looked into the distance, and saw a rosy cloud spreading across the sky, leading directly to the top of Youmo Mountain.
Where the clouds are surging, a bifang bird with two tails intertwined with green flames and red lights pulls a sacred wood chariot, belatedly arriving.
Set against the background of green leaves and flowers, the female cultivator sitting in the sacred chariot is dressed in white. She is in the mortal world but has not touched the world at all. Her whole body is surrounded by pure and quenched fairy aura.
A holy smell spread out in the void, and the cultivators were dumbfounded, immersed in the simple and brilliant Taoism.
Except for the Wushan Goddess, no one in the world can possess such strong fairy wind!
Like a wisp of warm spring breeze, with a snap of the fingers, the fragrant chariot landed on the top of the mountain gently and skillfully.
The goddess stood up gracefully, stepping on the flying clouds and standing in the void. Her fairy posture was graceful and her appearance was alluring, especially those eyes with smoke and mist, which made me forget everything I saw.
The cultivators all over the mountain bent down to worship, and when they took a sneak peek out of the corner of their eyes, they were stunned.
The beauty of the goddess's appearance and the wonderfulness of her mood cannot be described in words. Classical, ethereal, pure and beautiful, all the world's fantasies about female fairies are gathered into her. It is a kind of blasphemy to apply any gorgeous words to her.
The goddess carefully carved in the dream comes to life before the eyes, and the viewer feels an indescribable emotion in his heart, which is admiration, awe, but also a trace of sadness.
The Wushan Goddess grabbed all the admiring eyes. At this moment, the ferocious-looking Bi Fangniao was just like a decoration. Even the auspicious beast Baize, surrounded by green clouds and carrying golden antlers, attracted very few people's attention.
Rumor has it that Bai Ze knows the past and knows the future, but little does he know that he is just a loyal follower of the goddess.
According to ordinary people's understanding, after cultivators advance to Nirvana, they can easily ascend to the immortal world.
As a half-immortal, the Wushan Goddess is an existence that is elusive and unattainable in this world. She lingers in the world and refuses to leave. The reason is unknown. However, this time the Goddess arrives, no one dares to make a mistake.
Luo Wangshu and Xi Yao stopped their subordinates one after another and watched the changes.
Only the Suzaku Beast stared at the Bi Fang Bird as it flew back and forth, its messy feathers tossed by the strong wind, showing its arrogance and ferocity.
Strange animals from ancient times meet each other, eager to fight each other, and Bi Fang is constantly chirping fiercely. His golden eyes reveal cruelty and indifference, and he is also waiting impatiently for a fight.
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