[One: Did you go to the Witchcraft Cult so soon? How is the Witchcraft Cult? Are you hurt?]
When it came to politics, Huaiqing reacted faster than anyone else. She was the first to reply.
Besides, she had no idea how powerful a half-step Martial God was. She only felt that Xu Qi 'an was too impulsive. He did not ask for help from other Transcendents or Shenshu before he went to the Witchcraft Cult.
[Seven: Anyway, a half-step Martial God is tough and won't die.]
After arriving in Nanjiang the day before yesterday, Li Lingsu did not return to the capital with Ye Ji. Instead, he planned to stay in the monster territory for a few days.
He was a distinguished guest of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. The demons treated him with good wine and meat, and beautiful vixens sang and danced for him. When the Saint was in high spirits, he would even dance and sing with the vixens.
Most importantly, no matter how much fun he was having, his waist wouldn't be burdened at all, because as an honored guest, he had enough power to take the initiative.
The fox girls certainly wanted to sleep with him, but Li Lingsu rejected them.
Everyone can have fun, but don't sleep with me.
It would be different if he was at home. His female friends coveted his beauty and would have done something to him.
All in all, he could live a befuddled life in Nanjiang without having to rely on the wall. It was wonderful.
[Two: It's best if he's dead!]
Li Miaozhen cursed angrily.
She had come back from overseas and was planning to find trouble with Xu Ningyan the next morning. But he had gone to Jing Shan City?
Miaozhen has a bad temper. Hmm, I'll write a "friendly letter" to her later … Xu Qi 'an thought. He used his finger as a pen and sent a message.
[I've conquered the three countries in the northeast. Your Majesty, you can send someone to take over the territory of the Witchcraft Cult.]
In the distant capital, Huai Qing abruptly sat up in his bedchamber. He stared blankly at the surface of the small jade mirror.
They conquered it?!
They conquered it just like that?
Since ancient times, the Witchcraft Cult had been dominating the northeast. Its history was longer than Daibun's. They had a supreme class and unparalleled cavalry. Just like the monsters and barbarians in the north, they were a threat to Daibun.
But in one night, the Witchcraft Cult no longer existed?
[One: What's going on? It can't be. Didn't the Witchcraft Cult protect it?]
Xu Qian then posted the details of the incident in the Earth Book chat group.
He did not analyze the changes in the situation caused by the Sorcerer God's protection of the wizards, nor did he analyze what benefits the Great Consecrator would gain from it. This was because Xu Qian believed that among the members of Heaven and Earth Association, except for Lina, everyone else's IQ was above the benchmark.
He did not need to explain.
He only explained one point, which was about the Sorcerer Goddess protecting wizards and absorbing them into her body.
[Three: Transcendent-Grade seems to have to accommodate the means of the cultivators of their own system. When they rescued the head of Shenshu, the three Bodhisattvas once merged into the body of the Buddha.]
[Three: The Witchcraft Witchcraft Cult was forced by you.]
Daoist Priest Golden Lotus jumped out to comment.
[Eight: How is the seal of the Sorcerer God?]
Azuro asked.
The big eyeball on Xu Qi 'an's wrist lit up. He appeared on the altar, between the Confucian Sages and the Witchcraft Cult.
The eyes of the statue with the crown of thorns slowly emitted black mist as it stared at him emotionlessly.
What are you looking at? You can't kill me … Xu Qi 'an ignored the Witchcraft Cult's gaze and looked at the Confucian Sages sculpture.
This human had the shortest life but made the most contributions. It was covered with cracks like a spider's web. It looked like it would collapse into powder when the wind blew.
[Three: The seal of the Confucian Sages will dissipate in three months at most.]
The date of the catastrophe had not changed. It was the end of the year!
Three months … The hearts of the members of the Heaven & Earth Society sank. The sense of crisis and anxiety surged again.
They did not know the truth of the catastrophe before. They still had a glimmer of hope. They thought that even if they could not reverse the situation, they had a way out with the ability of the Transcendents.
If they could not stay in the Nine Regions, they could go out to sea.
The world was big, where could they not go?
But now that they knew that the goal of the Transcendents was to replace the Heavenly Dao and become the will of the Nine Regions, it was different.
They, the remnants of Daibun, would probably die no matter where they escaped.
No matter how big the world was, there was no place for them.
[Nine: If the catastrophe cannot be overcome, all living beings in the world will be destroyed.]
[Six: Amitabha, all living beings are suffering.]
As for the Jinlian Taoist priest, Li Miaozhen, and the compassionate Master Hengy Yuan, they did not think about their own safety, but the survival of the world.
Jinlian, Hengy Yuan, and Miaozhen were the most dangerous. They would do something to face the catastrophe … No, I can't help them, I'm guilty … Xu Qi 'an quickly dispelled this thought from his mind.
Among the other members, such as the Holy Son, Chu Yuanzhen, Azuro, and others, they were either more rational or lacked the awareness of sacrificing themselves for the world.
[Seven: If it really reaches the point where the general trend cannot be reversed, Xu Ningyan will definitely die.]
At this time, the Holy Son sighed in the group.
For a while, no one spoke.
Ah, so they also helped me in their hearts … Xu Qi 'an sent a message.
[I met an old friend in the Witchcraft Religion, the Holy Son. She is your confidante, Dongfang Wanqing.]
[Four: Congratulations, Holy Son.]
Chu Yuanzhen quickly stood up and spoke to ease the depressed atmosphere.
[Two: Congratulations, Senior Brother.]
[Eight: Congratulations!]
[Nine: Congratulations!]
The other members congratulated him one after another.
In the distant Southern Border, Li Lingsu's expression slowly stiffened, and the vixen dancing in the hall instantly lost her fragrance.
Let me rest for a while. I can't keep up with the nutrition. Damn Xu Ningyan … Li Lingsu muttered in his heart and sent a message.
[Sister Rong fused with the other wizards into the Witch God's body?]
Although he was complaining on the surface, he was still concerned about his woman.
[Three: Yes!]
Xu Qi 'an replied concisely.
After ending the group chat, Xu Qi 'an teleported to Dongfang Wanqing's side.
The latter's delicate body tensed up as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
"Come back to the capital with me. Li Lingsu is waiting for you there." Xu Qi 'an looked at her and said lightly.
"Of course, you can also choose to return to East Sea County."
His expression and tone were very calm, even indifferent. Dongfang Wanqing heaved a sigh of relief.
This was because she realized that in front of this legendary figure, she was no different from a reptile. If he wanted to kill her, she would not have lived until now, let alone talk to him.
He didn't make things difficult for me for the sake of Li Lingsu … Dongfang Wanqing bowed.
"Thank you, Xu Yinluo."
...
In the imperial study of the palace.
Wang Zhenwen was wearing a scarlet official robe and an official hat. He walked up the steps with a solemn expression and walked toward the imperial study.
Beside him was Wei Yuan, who was dressed in a luxurious navy robe. His temples were white, and he had a handsome face.
After the meeting yesterday, Wang Zhenwen only rested at home for an hour before he threw himself into heavy work.
However, Wang Zhenwen was still in high spirits. At his level, there were many elixirs of the Celestial Commissioner at home. As long as it was not an illness that would cause him to die, there was no need to worry about his health.
Wang Zhenwen had survived a life-or-death situation. The warlock of the Celestial Commissioner said that if he survived, he would not have to worry about his health for at least ten years.
A summons in the middle of the night must have happened again … Wang Zhenwen's expression was solemn. He only hoped that things were not too bad.
He looked at Wei Yuan and found that the latter's expression was also solemn.
In troubled times, the slightest disturbance would cause their hearts to tense up.
Crossing the threshold of the imperial study, Wang Zhenwen glanced around and saw that Zhao Shou was already sitting on a chair.
He was quite early!
To the Confucians, they only needed to chant a single word when they received a summons.
"I am in the imperial study."
They would arrive immediately.
Wang Zhenwen and Wei Yuan walked to the throne and bowed to the empress in the candlelight.
"Your Majesty!"
In the imperial court, the three most trusted and relied on officials were Wei Yuan, Zhao Shou, and Wang Zhenwen.
There were rumors in the imperial court that Zhao Shou represented the Yunlu Academy faction, and the empress had specially supported them to balance the Wang and Wei Factions.
Therefore, whenever there was a major event, the three of them would definitely gather.
"My two beloved officials, please take a seat."
Huaiqing nodded and instructed the eunuchs to give them a seat.
After Wang Zhenwen sat down, he glanced at Zhao Shou and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the latter's expression was calm and his brows were relaxed.
It wasn't that this old fox was shallow and could be easily seen through, but that Zhao Shou wouldn't deliberately hide his thoughts when there was trouble and it didn't involve the factions.
It was just like when Buddha attacked Leizhou. The situation was urgent, and the three of them frowned all night.
At this time, he saw a smile on Huaiqing's face and said,
"Xu Yinluo went to Jingshan City tonight to settle accounts."
Wang Zhenwen suddenly understood, stroked his beard, and smiled.
"It's time to settle accounts. The Witchcraft Cult has repeatedly schemed against the imperial court and Xu Yinluo. Now that Xu Yinluo has achieved great cultivation, it's time for them to pay the price.
"I'm afraid that old fellow Salen Agu is going to suffer. Hmm, Your Majesty, are you planning to send troops to attack the Witchcraft Cult? "
If this was the case, it was actually safer to force the Witchcraft Cult to make peace, and they could seize territory, population, and resources without losing a single soldier.
If the Witchcraft Cult wasn't willing, then they could attack.
Huaiqing shook her head.
"I'm not going to attack the Witchcraft Cult. Tonight, I've gathered the three of you to discuss with you about taking over the Yan Kang and Jing states."
"Take over …" Wang Zhenwen suddenly raised his head and stared at Huaiqing with his slightly bloodshot eyes.
"Before the great calamity, there will be no more wizards in Nine Prefectures.
"There will be no more Witchcraft Cult in the northeast."
Huai Qing's tone was calm as he revealed the jaw-dropping news.
"There will be no more wizards in Nine Prefectures, no more wizards in Nine Prefectures …"
Wang Zhenwen muttered to himself. This old man, who had been in and out of the officialdom for decades, revealed an expression that didn't match his experience and status.
Since the establishment of Daibun, the demons, barbarians, and the Witchcraft Cult were like a thorn in the side of the Central Plains. Every three to five years, they would come to the border to burn, kill, and plunder.
In the eyes of generations of scholars, suppressing the demons, barbarians, and attacking the Witchcraft Cult was a great cause that lasted for thousands of years.
And such a great cause had been accomplished in his generation.
Suddenly, Wang Zhenwen thought of something and turned his head to look at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan sat expressionlessly and slowly turned his head to look at the northeast. He didn't move for a long time.
Forty years ago, the army of the Witchcraft Cult conquered the three prefectures in the northeast and slaughtered hundreds of miles. There was no sign of human habitation. The whole family of the magistrate of Yu Province died under the cavalry, leaving only a child who hid in a rotten well for several days.
That child was Wei Yuan.
Over the past few decades, he rarely mentioned his family grudges because he knew it was almost impossible to destroy the Sorcerer God Cult.
Who could do what Confucian Sages couldn't do?
But now, the Witchcraft Cult no longer existed, and the three states were about to be destroyed.
Xu Qi 'an did it.
As for him, he had been groomed by Wei Yuan.
The cycle of cause and effect.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Yuan restrained his emotions and smiled.
"Your Majesty summoned us here to discuss how to take over the three states?"
Huaiqing nodded.
"The three states have vast territories that can be farmed and hunted. After taking over the three states, Daibun will completely solve the money and food problem, and the Mahayana Buddhists can also be put on the agenda.
"This isn't something that can be done in a day, but we still have three months.
"However, many things can be pushed back, but I want to announce to the world that we have subdued the three states to gather fate and strengthen Daibun."
Wang Zhenwen immediately said.
"There's no need to trouble Xu Yinluo with this matter. Just send a few Transcendents to lead the border armies of the three prefectures to handle it."
Now that there were many Transcendents in Daibun, Old Wang was full of confidence when he said this.
Huaiqing nodded.
"We still need to discuss the details."
…
Xu Qi 'an threw Dongfang Wanqing into the Holy Son's house and left a message for the girls.
"I have been entrusted by Li Lingsu to help him find his beloved. In the future, you will be sisters with her and live in harmony. Don't make things difficult for my brother Li Lingsu."
The girls did not dare to refute Xu Yinluo's words. They were all very friendly.
They even asked him where Li Lingsu was with a smile on their faces. They could not wait to share their joy with him.
"How harmonious …" Xu Qi 'an was very pleased to see this.
He thought to himself, "Holy Son, this is as far as I can help you."
After returning to the Xu Mansion, he saw that Lin An was overworked and asleep, so he did not disturb her. He sat at the desk and thought about what he should do in the next three months.
These three months were very important.
"The ancients said that preparation averts disaster. Preparedness leads to success, and unpreparedness leads to failure.
"First, the West Region. With me and Shenshu here, the Buddha will not devour the Thunder State before the Great Tribulation. Even if he comes, two half-step Martial Gods are enough to block the Supreme Grade.
"As expected, he will wait for the Sorcerer God and the Poison God to break the seal. When the Supreme Grade devours the Central Plains, they will definitely join forces to kill me and Shenshu. He will wait for the Central Plains to be devoured and then compete with the other Supreme Grade for the Heavenly Dao.
"As for the Sorcerer God Sect, most of the wizards have merged into the Sorcerer God's body, which means they have given up their territory. I hope Huaiqing can incorporate the three countries as soon as possible to increase the luck. The stronger the luck, the greater the benefits.
"Unfortunately, I do not know how to use the luck. The Supervisor is not reliable, and I don't know if I can contact him.
"The Southern Border's Gu Tribe should move to the Central Plains. When the Poison God is born, they will all turn into Gu. Once these leaders turn into Gu, they will be ready-made Transcendent Gu Beasts.
"Desolation is the same as the Poison God. I can't give him a chance to develop his forces. I hope the Nine-Tailed Fox can solve the problem of the Descendants of Gods and Demons as soon as possible."
After all the arrangements were made, Xu Qi'an returned to the most important problem.
To become an Martial God!
Regarding this, he had two methods. The first was to look through the records of the Imperial Astronomer and see if there were any clues left behind by the supervisor.
Two: Gather all the Transcendent Masters and discuss how to become an Martial God.
There was no need to do everything himself. He had to know how to make use of talents.
Whether it was the Transcendent Daibun or the Gu Tribe, they were all intelligent. Well, Lina's father, Longtu, did not count.
After thinking it through, he pinched his eyebrows. He did not go to bed, but disappeared from the desk.
The next moment, he appeared in Mu Nanzi's boudoir.
