Qi Zhen, who was hiding among the crowd, understood the purpose of Wu Tian's actions almost at the same time.
Qi Zhen originally thought that the practitioners from the Western Regions must be Wu Tian's back-up man. After experiencing the mutual attrition of the fifteen sects and loyal supporters of the demons, these Western Regions practitioners would control the entire situation. Next, they would have to rely on The control of the situation allowed Shushan to dominate the world situation, because no matter how dissatisfied the immortal masters were, they were unable to defeat the "coalition" of Shushan and the practitioners from the Western Regions. In essence, Shushan basically It has been considered that it has completed the control of all practitioners on the land of China.
It wasn't until the Immortal Master Lupu began to kill Ye Guchan and the Immortal Cultivators from the Western Regions joined the battle that Qi Zhen realized that the matter was far from over.
If normal conditions were followed, the Immortal Masters of the Book of Immortals, who were already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, would instantly become in a dangerous situation under the internal and external attacks of Ye Guchan and the practitioners from the Western Regions.
But whether it was a coincidence or the original design of the system, Mr. Mo, an NPC who had been hiding for a long time, stepped forward, which actually gave the Immortal Master the upper hand despite being outnumbered.
Mr. Mo's appearance was determined by his position, but when he saw the fierce fighting below and a large number of casualties on both sides, he instantly understood Shushan's intention.
No matter whether they are the second or third generation disciples of Shushan, none of them have participated in any battle so far. It seems that in their eyes, only the matter of sealing the demonic energy is the serious matter.
Just because of the change in Wu Tian's stance, the immortal cultivators on the ground got into a fight, while the Shushan disciples remained on the sidelines.
Then Wu Tian's purpose will be revealed.
That's why Mr. Mo took away the harmonized spiritual power, but he didn't expect that it would cause a big loss to the Immortal Masters who had just gained the upper hand.
I originally thought that Shushan was in the same camp as the Immortal Masters, but then I suddenly discovered that Shushan might be in the same camp as the Demon Realm, and then I discovered that Shushan might be in the same camp as the Western Regions. In the end, Mr. Mo Da and Qi Zhen Only then did I understand that Shushan was not in the same camp as anyone.
The only position in Shushan is itself.
Wu Tian's purpose was not to re-divide the territory of the world of immortality. He had only one goal.
Break and then stand!
Broken, the one whose family was broken up and people died!
"Look, I said I would control this matter within a reasonable range, and I will do it as I said." Wu Tian said with a smile.
"So your reasonable scope is to drive out all the practitioners in the human world." Mr. Mo gritted his teeth. It was hard to imagine that an old man with an immortal spirit would have his beard trembling with anger and completely lose his grace and reason.
"You see, the battle between the gods and demons has always been so confusing. Even today, there are still many remains of the demons here, and the influence of the heavens is everywhere. As for these immortal cultivators, no matter what standpoint they stand on On top of that, they still have to fight for their own interests and territory, and even make the world full of chaos." Wu Tian said.
When Qi Zhen heard these words, she immediately thought of Liao Xunli, a cultivator who practiced in the world and participated in the affairs of the human court.
"The human world acts according to the ideas of the heavenly world, hunting and killing monsters everywhere. Those who have become immortals are jumping around happily, and those who are not immortals are hiding everywhere. Why? They still call it the way of heaven, but is the way of heaven such a bastard?"
Wu Tian raised his hand to stop Mr. Mo who was about to open his mouth to refute him, and continued: "Mr. Mo has lived in the mountains for a long time, not to mention the idea that people who are not from my race must have different minds, but let's talk about the current situation in the spiritual world. How much do you know?"
Wu Tian held a sword finger in his right hand, tapped it between his eyebrows, and waved forward.
A one-person high-light curtain was formed out of thin air and displayed in front of Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo's face was filled with surprise, and he sighed: "Sword Sense Transformed into a Curtain, I didn't expect you to have reached such a state!"
Wu Tian did not answer Mr. Mo's words, and some pictures began to appear on the light screen.
The common people knelt in front of an immortal cultivator, holding the remaining money and belongings at home in their hands, as if they were showing filial piety to him.
The immortal cultivator was obviously not very interested in these things. He just glanced at them a few times and then turned away with a sneer.
Some of the people hugged each other and cried, while others threw down their finances and walked forward on their knees, trying to grab each other's trouser legs and clothes corners to beg.
But in an instant, the immortal cultivator disappeared from the spot, leaving only a group of helpless and confused ordinary people.
The scene turned to the same place. A group of teenagers who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old were taken away by government servants in official uniforms. Their eyes were full of despair and helplessness. However, their families could only cry silently in the room, helpless. People send each other off.
The scene changed again. In a town, an immortal cultivator suddenly appeared in the middle of the street. The yellow talisman in his hand was thrown at a vendor who was doing business.
The hawker obviously had no idea how he was discovered.
The body shook and his demonic form was revealed - a gray hedgehog.
He seemed to know that he could not defeat the immortal cultivator in front of him, so he slipped against the corner towards the city gate.
After he transformed into his true form, he managed to escape the sneak attack of the talisman, but his stall suffered a disaster.
The yellow talisman suddenly exploded, shattering the wooden stall instantly, and the sharp wooden stubble exploded like bullets. The people around who didn't know the truth didn't know how many people were killed or injured in this moment.
One person and one demon chased each other down the street towards the city gate, but the attacks of the immortal cultivators continued. One can imagine what happened to the people who were originally on the street.
The scene changed again, this time it switched to a beautiful scenery of a fairy mountain. In the misty white clouds, two disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect were engaged in the most brutal competition. Next to them, another sect sat, and that sect looked at both sides with a faint smile. The battle was full of dangers, and he looked like it had nothing to do with him.
These are two sects fighting for a position on the top of a mountain.
The heads of the two sects looked at their disciples' life-and-death struggle with nervous expressions on their faces. In a blink of an eye, the expression on the man in the center turned to flattering.
Two out of three games, the winner will stay and the loser will leave the mountain. This is the rule set by the man in the center.
There is another requirement, the winner is not allowed to live, it is a prepared tribute.
Finally, one of the sects won, at the cost of the death of one of his disciples, but the leader still smiled.
As a result, before his smile could bloom, it froze on his face. He looked at the tip of the knife passing through his chest in disbelief, and looked at the leader of the other sect who was just as nervous as him. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, so he just fell straight down.
The other leader drew out his knife and rubbed the blood on the clothes of the corpse. Then he clasped his hands and knelt down on one knee facing the immortal cultivator in the center.
The immortal cultivator still smiled faintly, patted his shoulder, said something, and then disappeared from the spot.
The fighting below has entered a white-hot stage, magic spells are flying all over the sky, broken limbs and broken arms are scattered everywhere, and the blood dyes the ground bright red, making it look extremely disgusting.
The cultivators who had originally emerged from the mortal world were now like gladiators in the Colosseum. They no longer had the slightest sense of beauty. They all looked fierce and fierce, as if they wanted to tear their enemies alive.
No one has the energy to see the scene in the sky, except Qi Zhen.
Mr. Mo saw the light curtain disappear in front of his eyes, lowered his head slightly and remained silent.
"Immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in human affairs. Some people do it, some do it only if they have the conditions, and some people really don't care."
"It is the duty of cultivators to conquer demons, so there is nothing wrong with doing it in the street."
"There are only a few places where spiritual energy is abundant, so it doesn't seem like a big deal to bow down to the stronger ones."
Wu Tian said three sentences, corresponding to three things in the light curtain.
He just explained the content of the picture to Mr. Mo and added a few comments of his own.
But both Mr. Mo and Qi Zhen understood what Wu Tian wanted to express.
"Look at them." Wu Tian pointed down.
The battle below has almost reached its final stage. It seems to be a tragic victory for the immortal cultivator camp. It is estimated that in the end, it will be a pitiful end for dozens of people.
"Isn't it ugly? Haha, he looks a bit like a mountain immortal master." Wu Tian raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
"Come on, since I can't persuade you, I can only rely on my little skills to stop you." Mr. Mo sighed, as if the gnashing of teeth just now was all fake.
Wu Tian naturally knew that he was not. It was true that he was gnashing his teeth, and it was true that he was filled with righteous indignation. But now that the matter had come to an end, this extremely senior old man instantly gave up on the life and death of those people in his heart. If he wanted to stop Wu Tian's next actions, he would naturally Be extremely careful.
"You guys come and finish it off, hurry up, there are still things to do." Wu Tian said to the Shushan disciples beside him.
Those Shushan disciples nodded, and charged down with their swords, looking indescribably graceful.
"You are an elder, please invite me." Wu Tian turned to Mr. Mo and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Heaven ensures stability in all directions in the world. Among the three great gods Nuwa, Shen Nong, and Fuxi, none of them are from the heaven. If you want to resist the heaven, you are rebelling against your ancestors!" The spiritual power in Mr. Mo's body rose again, and even Wu Tian was a little surprised. I didn't expect that Mr. Mo's spiritual power was so strong.
"It's no use talking anymore, let's take action." Wu Tian shook his head, and a sharp sword energy rose into the sky, straight into the sky, as if it was going to disperse the dark clouds in the sky.
"You're better than someone who is better than others." Mr. Mo sighed when he saw this scene.
