Mo Gu snorted. "Of course they have to suffer some losses! They were the ones who suggested it! Otherwise, why would the Taoists agree?
But later, we found out that we were tricked by the Buddhists! According to our spies in the Buddhists, this is part of the Buddhist Realm's plan to turn the situation around! For this reason, the Taigu Buddhists have received strong support from the nearby Buddhist Realm. I heard that they sent several top Buddhist experts over just to succeed in this battle!
Also, let me tell you, the Season Barrier is not something that can end with just one Season Eye. We have to face the competition of other monks who have Season Eyes. It's very dangerous, and we don't have enough confidence! "
Lou Xiaoyi did not hold back. "I have a question. Why is it Yuanying? The decisive factor in the Taigu Cultivation Realm is the Perfected Cultivator. Why is such an important decision handed over to Yuanying? It seems a bit far-fetched to say that we don't want to expand our differences and create chaos? "
Mo Gu nodded. "Yes! Of course, such a big matter should be decided by the Perfected Cultivator. Even the Perfected Cultivator would compete in the void of the universe. This is the normal way to resolve differences in the Cultivation Realm!
But it's different in the Taigu Cultivation Realm! The battle for the Season Eyes is not a symbol, but something that is truly decisive for the resetting of the Four Seasons. Previously, the Buddhists and Daoists would keep two Season Eyes each. When new Season Eyes appear and the old ones fail, they would take two each. This is a voluntary action. Now, it's up to strength to compete.
In the end, the Four Seasons Barrier is just a barrier within the realm. It's not a cosmic phenomenon that can be done by cultivators without worrying about the consequences. This is our home. If our home is destroyed, no one will have a good life!
We're all worried that if the Perfected Cultivator makes a move within the barrier, the damage caused will make the resetting of the Four Seasons more difficult and unpredictable!
In view of the determination to reset the Four Seasons! In view of the fact that we have to obtain four new Season Eyes within the barrier and the uncontrollable consequences of the Perfected Cultivator making a move, we can only let the Yuanying do it! There's nothing we can do about it! "
He looked at Lou Xiaoyi. "The Dragon Gate's Millennium Celebration is real! It's also true that hundreds of years of Season Eyes will be reborn! It's just a coincidence!
A few days ago, our Dragon Sect's Patriarch and your White Sect's Patriarch had talked about this battle. They were worried that the Yuanying Sect's Patriarch would not be able to completely control the process of the battle because the Buddhist Sect's foreign aid is mysterious and unpredictable!
After some discussion, your sect's Ancestor Bai agreed to send a Yuanying expert to help. That's why you're here!
Little Friend Dan, I've heard that Xiao Yao You's Yuanying has countless Nascent Souls, but your sect's Ancestor Bai only sent you here. You can be said to be a true core confidant! Looks like this little friend's strength is hidden very deeply! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they are as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns! "
Lou Xiaoyi pursed his lips! Sure enough, it was the old man with white eyebrows who was pulling the strings behind the scenes. Ever since he and Qing Xuan entered Zhou Xian, this old man had been using Yin Force behind their backs! What core of his heart? Tong Tong had only met him twice, and the second time, he didn't even say a word. Tong Tong had left him to work hard in Xiaoyao, unwilling to give him any help at all!
There was nothing he could do about it. He was under someone else's roof, so he had no choice but to lower his head!
However, he was vigilant in his heart. The places that the old man with white eyebrows sent him were more and more inclined towards the front line of the conflict with the Buddhist Sect. This actually meant something! Lou Xiaoyi felt that it was necessary for him to return to Zhou Xian and have a talk with this person in charge of Xiaoyao. He wanted to tell him that he had already understood his meaning and that he should stop endlessly sending him to the front line of the conflict with the Buddhist Sect!
"External aid? Is it just me? Or is there someone else? Do we need to familiarize ourselves with each other? In addition, I need a specific map of the Four Seasons Barrier, as well as information about the Buddhist Sect's cultivators, the Eye of the Season, and the specific changes in the environment within the barrier. The more detailed, the better! "
Lou Xiaoyi was arranged to stay in the Dragon Sect's abode. It was a standalone residence with good food, drinks, and fun. There were also a few Jin Dan cultivators who were attentive to his well-being and frequently asked him to teach them about Dao techniques.
How many Dao techniques would a sword maniac like him know? It was hard to say what he knew, and his knowledge in other aspects was also very poor. All his skills were focused on the sword, which was not easy.
There were still a few years before the start of the fight and the birth of the Eye of the Season. Lou Xiaoyi certainly would not be idle. He was not willing to stay in the Cultivation Sect day after day. He was more willing to wander around and see the unique scenery, culture, and customs of the Taigu Domain. After staying in the Negative Space for decades, it was time for him to get familiar with the people!
He did not let anyone accompany him. For such a relaxing trip, it was best to travel alone. The most taboo thing to do was to have a tour guide. The true meaning of traveling was to follow the wind and listen to the rain.
The people of Taigu were still very simple. Perhaps it was related to the fact that Taigu was divided into four continents and could not move freely. The customs and habits of each continent converged and there were few changes.
In the two continents controlled by the Daoists, because the Daoists followed the philosophy of non-interference, the folk culture was very active and very trendy. For example, he was now in a city called Xianliu. The small city was holding a female music festival that was held once every few years.
Female music was not an entertainment industry culture. In fact, it had nothing to do with music. The music here was a kind of poetry, just like how some domains were fond of poetry. It was just that the music here was more open, more unrestrained, and there were no requirements for rhythm or style. It was fine as long as it was pleasant to listen to and catchy.
The so-called female musicians were beautiful women in the city who had gone through many rounds of selection, and finally the most outstanding ones were selected. The selection here was not only based on their appearance and figure, but also the beauty of their poems. However, the poems were not written by themselves, but by their fans who showed off their talents.
Therefore, it was a competition in all aspects. Of course, in the end, it became a competition between the east and west of the city, the south and the north of the city. It was not a competition between the top courtesans and the top writers. It was more like a spontaneous community entertainment activity for the people.
Of course, if the women were chosen, they would be pleasing to the eyes on the stage. If the strong men were chosen, it would lose the meaning of entertainment and there would be no inspiration for the poetry.
The women in each district were supported by the talents of each district. Of course, there were also those who took advantage of the situation and had a special liking for them. In the chaos, it was an entertainment that belonged to the people. There were no rewards, and there were not many benefits. It was a very pure competition. It was a very good way to adjust to the boredom of life.
Lou Xiaoyi liked this kind of casual thing very much. The kindness in the laziness, the noise in the dullness.
Therefore, he also squeezed into the crowd to watch. He watched the beautiful young women, Luoluo Dafa's every frown and smile. He watched the young men below the stage, racking their brains just for half a beautiful poem.
He only watched and did not participate. It was also a kind of enjoyment to feel the feelings of youth in the midst of it!
He held the countless specialties of the street in his hands and cheered along with the cheers of the crowd. He regretted that a woman he liked did not get chosen …
Eight, nine hundred years old. It was only after cultivating to this point that he began to miss the beauty of youth. The passing of youth, the passing of time!
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