Moreover, the most important point is that the Master of Divine Sword does not believe that Mo Wentian will completely turn against each other. After all, it does not have any benefits to Zheng State, but the development of things is completely beyond his expectations.

Mo Wentian walked forward with a cold expression, his eyes as sharp as a blade, and said disdainfully: "Young Master Divine Sword, if you are seeking death, I don't mind giving you a favor."

"presumptuous!"

However, while Mo Wentian was talking, the left and right guardian immediately robbed him, and the right guardian said, "True Lord Wuji, you are just a small leader of the Jindan Sect. My son talked to the Duke of Zheng. Who are you?"

Bang!

The person who responded to the right guardian was a slap. This was Mo Wentian's angry voice. This slap severely injured the right guardian. His body was like a kite with a broken string. It was thrown into the air and finally landed heavily on the ground.

"I am talking to Mr. Divine Sword. When will it be your turn to interrupt? This time, I will spare you from the face of Mr. Divine Sword. If there is a next time, I will definitely not let you go."

Although Mo Wentian's tone was plain, anyone could hear the murderous intent. When he was speaking, he did not look at the right guardian, but instead turned his eyes to the Divine Sword Master.

"True Lord Wuji, what do you mean? Are you planning to refuse to admit it? Or do you mean Zheng State? Now your Zheng State is seriously damaged, but Song State is raising energy. Do you want Zheng State to flow into a river of blood?"

The tone of the Divine Sword Master was aggressive. In his opinion, Mo Wentian was just a novice who relied on the Duke of Zheng to the throne. Even if his cultivation reached the level of a fake baby, he would have been forced to improve with elixirs. It was not worth worrying at all, and no one would obey his dispatch.

However, what the Master of Divine Sword did not expect was that as soon as his words fell, all the monks in Zheng State stood up suddenly and stood on both sides of Mo Wentian. Although they did not say a word, their eyes looked at Master of Divine Sword were extremely scattered, as if as long as Mo Wentian gave the order, he would draw his sword to face him without any hesitation.

"The meaning of Wuji Zhenjun is that I am the meaning of me. If anyone is against him, he is against Zheng."

Zheng Yu'er turned away with a look of displeasure on her face. Although she did not directly answer the words of the Divine Sword Master, the meaning in her words was obvious, that is, Mo Wentian was enough to decide on the affairs of Zheng State for her.

"Okay! OK! OK!"

The young master of the Divine Sword laughed furiously. After saying three good words in a row, his tone became cold: "Since you Zheng State is determined to be alone, then the young master of Japan will let the blood flow into a river of earthly fingers!"

“Well said.”

Mo Wentian immediately glanced at the slap and said, "Young Master Divine Sword, I heard that you are talented and have always had strategies in your heart, but when you see you today, it was very disappointing."

"True Lord Wuji! If Duke Zheng did not lead the army to personally lead the army and do his best to help me achieve great achievements, I would definitely not give up today."

The voice of the Divine Sword Master was cold and he said in a deep voice: "Even if you fight in the local city, you will have to pay an unbearable price. You must consider this matter clearly."

Although the young master of Divine Sword was harsh, he actually didn't want this in his heart. After all, he was not at all good for him and he still hoped that Zheng State would help him seize the country.

At this time, he relied on the contract with the inner demon of Wuji Sect. Of course, he could not violate the agreement to help Zheng State. In fact, he had already done this completely. Then the next time Zheng State repaid his favor. Unless Mo Wentian did not want Ye Wuying's life, he would never be able to conflict with him without authorization.

Unexpectedly, the Master of Divine Sword miscalculated. How could Mo Wentian say disdainfully as he expected: "Mr. Divine Sword, Di State launched an army of 200,000 to attack the city, but it was difficult to return home. The Dizhi City had burying 200,000 corpses, and it was not inferior to the Divine Sword Camp."

"Well, the Divine Sword Camp dares to move without any burial place."

"Yes, Song State wants to start a war, and our Zheng State is to accompany us to the end."

"Kill it! Let your Divine Sword Camp achieve the merits of this sect."

At present, all the monks of Zheng State's sects all looked excited. Originally, Song and Zheng were of equal strength, but this time, under the invasion of Di State, the vitality of Zheng State was somewhat damaged, but it did not hurt the root. If Song State really rode on its head, then what face would there be to face other vassal states in the future?

"Young Master Divine Sword, don't think that you can do whatever you want with the contract of the inner demon. That's too much of a slightest view of me."

Mo Wentian took a step forward and said proudly: "If you insist on fighting, then you think you can leave here safely, and dying here will be useless. I believe that Young Master Tianjian and Young Master Wuliang are happy to see it."

At this time, the Master Shen Dao finally realized that the status of Wuji Zhenjun in Zheng State was already above ten thousand people, and he was definitely the one-sided person. If he insisted on his own, he would most likely not get help from Zheng State, and on the contrary, he would offend this country.

If it really reaches that point, it would be extremely bad. Not only did you have to face the two young masters of Tianjian and Wuliang, but you also had to deal with the troubles of Zheng State. Although the Divine Sword Camp is an elite in a hundred battles, it is not enough to watch when it is attacked from both sides.

As soon as he thought about this, cold sweat immediately flowed down the forehead of Master Shendao, his face looked a little bad. Only then did he understand one truth, that is, people are the ones who serve as the pedestal and I are the ones.

Mo Wentian didn't want to really make a fuss. When he saw that he was no longer arrogant, he continued to say: "The Qin royal family repeatedly prohibited the vassal states from interfering in internal affairs. If the Duke of Zheng led the army to send troops to Song, it would inevitably attract the attention of the Qin State. The danger was not as simple as the Master of the Divine Sword."

As soon as this was said, the young master of Divine Sword immediately said nothing. He was originally a very smart person. This principle should have been thought of, but he wanted the lion to speak out and compete for more interests in negotiations. Now it seems too much for Meng Lang.

The most taboo thing in the Great Qin State is that the vassal states unite together is inappropriate intentions. If the Great Qin royal family learned that Zheng State actually sent troops to Song State and wanted to openly interfere in its internal affairs, it would be very likely that the True King of the Nascent Soul was sent to deal with the matter.

If it really comes to that time, the matter will be serious. You must know that even Mo Wentian’s fake infant monks are not enough to see in front of the real Nascent Soul True King. If they annoy the Qin Dynasty, it will be dangerous to destroy the country.

The more I thought about it, the more cold sweats appeared on the forehead of the Divine Sword Young Master. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he also understood that the situation was stronger than others and he had to bow his head.

"True Lord Wuji, I am just a joke. Don't worry about continuing to drink."

The young master of the Divine Sword can bend and stretch, so he naturally cannot suppress the other party, so he simply put it aside and chatted and laughed with everyone quietly.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the Zheng State sects felt relieved. Of course, they did not want to see conflicts. After all, the relationship between Zheng and Song countries was in a state of disgrace. It was not impossible for the two countries to have conflicts, but they must be within a controllable range. If the young master of the Divine Sword was so angry that he was desperate, it would be a real problem.

As if he had a smile to eliminate his grudges, the atmosphere continued to become warm. Even the two sect leaders of Jindao Tianshen came forward to toast the monks of the sects, which was to give enough face to Zheng State.

However, after three rounds of wine, the Master Divine Sword approached Zheng Yuer and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, the situation in Song State is probably very complicated. I wonder if you can lead the Jindan master in person? Go to Song State to quell the rebellion."

In the view of the Master Shendao, since he was worried about the questioning of the Great Qin State, then the Duke of Zheng could lead the masters to visit the State of Song State. It was not really necessary to ask Zheng and Song to fight together, but to assist him as a deterrent force.

However, without waiting for Zheng Yuer to speak, Mo Wentian stood up and said, "The situation in Song State is not very stable, but what is the identity of the Lord? How could he be in danger?"

"True Lord Wuji, what do you mean?"

The Master of Divine Sword frowned and said with an unhappy expression: "Is it possible for the Master to pay such a great price to save you Zheng State? But in the end you are ready to turn against the water?"

"Of course not."

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, but continued, "No matter what, I will keep my promise. This time I will draw several masters and go to Song State with you. I wonder what you think of Mr. Divine Sword?"

"snort!"

The young master of the Divine Sword shook his sleeves and led his subordinates to leave the seat angrily. He was obviously dissatisfied with Zheng State. However, this scene did not affect everyone's drinking, and the banquet continued.

"Wen Tian, ​​aren't you afraid that the young master of the Divine Sword will jump over the wall in a hurry?"

Zheng Yuer's voice came over, but her tone was extremely relaxed, and she obviously did not take the young master of the Divine Sword seriously.

"Don't worry! Yu'er."

Mo Wentian's expression was heavy-hearted and said coldly: "The Song Kingdom is changing now. I'm going to take a trip for my husband. It's already a gift to Mr. Divine Sword. If he is ungrateful, he will definitely cry next."

Halfway through the banquet, almost everyone from Song State left tactfully, but with Zheng Yuer waved her hand, the audience became quiet.

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at Zheng Yuer were burning, because everyone knew that this was the time to start to reward merit.

"This time, all fellow Taoists have worked hard and made great contributions. I feel very pleased. I will fulfill my promise yesterday. As long as I fight bravely, I will be rewarded."

Zheng Yuer smiled slightly, her phoenix eyes circulated, and a majestic voice echoed in the hall.

At that time, in Dizhicheng, in order to inspire the monks of various sects to fight the enemy bravely, she made a promise to kill one enemy and reward two lower-grade spirit stones, kill the foundation-building leader, reward two upper-grade spirit stones, kill the golden elixir generals, and reward two highest-grade spirit stones. The more combat achievements, the more rewards they are, the more rewards they are.

"Thank you!"

The monks of all sects immediately saluted respectfully, and their expressions were all excited. With this reward, they were enough to make their treasure bags bulge.

However, Zheng Yuer obviously did not finish her words. When the noise of the audience gradually stopped, she continued to say: "Friends of Taoism, this time you have to sacrifice your life to defend the city. Otherwise, not only will the city be protected, but Zheng State is bound to be doomed. Therefore, I am preparing to open Taishu Pavilion for one month. At that time, all Taoists can enter and check the secret books of magic powers, as long as they do not take them out."

"Thank you, sir."

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks of all sects looked excited, and almost everyone was smiling, obviously because they were different for Zheng Yuer's reward.

Taishu Pavilion is a legend from Zheng State since ancient times to the present. It is said that in the history of Zheng State, there was a Nascent Soul Ancestor. He liked to collect secret books of magical powers and was stored in Taishu Pavilion of Zheng State. Except for the direct descendants of the king's room, others are not allowed to check these books.

Moreover, the monarchs of Zheng State also collected secret books on magical powers of various sects. After a long cycle, the collection of Taishu Pavilion was already very amazing, including some secret books lost by the sects!

As a result, the monks of Zheng State flocked to Taishu Pavilion, but no one knew where Taishu Pavilion was? And whether it existed or not?

But today, Zheng Yuer actually opened Taishu Pavilion to everyone. Although it was only open for a month with conditions, the monks of all sects were still very happy because this was a very rare opportunity to improve their cultivation.

What no one knows is that the one they should thank the most is Mo Wentian, because he was the one who made this decision, obviously he was already a powerful person in the realm of fake infants. Apart from that, the high-ranking Yuanying True King, the collection of books in Taishu Pavilion is good, but they are all used in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. If these magical books can be used to enhance the strength of Zheng State, it would be very good.

At this time, everyone focused their attention on Wuji Sect, because they understood that if there was no Wuji Sect in this battle, they would never turn the tide and set the world down. If there was no Wuji Sect, there would be no victory in this battle. The monks of all sects were very interested in knowing how Zheng Yuer would reward Wuji Sect?

"Now the Zheng State is in chaos and the Wuji Sect is in trouble. Only by thanking the unswerving support of all fellow Taoists and the emperor, can we reach the current situation. It is a responsibility to defend the territory."

Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief and said modestly: "I hereby ask you to give all the rewards to the Wuji Sect to Wansheng Sect and Shengxian Sect."

As soon as this statement was made, the audience was in an uproar. Obviously no one expected Mo Wentian to make such a decision? If everyone only admired his strength at the beginning, then now it is obvious that he is competing with virtue and his personal charm has been improved to the extreme.

Zheng Yuer nodded slightly. Mo Wentian had already discussed this matter with her. Wansheng Sect and Shengxian Sect both suffered heavy casualties. If it was difficult to provide pensions, it would be absolutely unreasonable. These two sects had almost exhausted their main disciples. After this battle, they would definitely not be as strong as they were in the past. If they had these top-grade spirit stones, their lives would be much better.

"The True Lord Wuji!"

At this time, Zhenjun Qingtian and Zhenjun Dongmu were shocked. The two of them opened their mouths slightly with gratitude, but they did not refuse this kindness in the end. This was also for the future consideration of the sect.

The injury of Zhenjun Qingtian was not hindered. Zhenjun Dongmu woke up from his serious injury and the first thing he did was to kill the traitor Zhenjun Iki. Although both of them attended the banquet, they were always depressed and just poured their own drinks and didn't speak.

"I remember today's kindness in my heart. If Wuji Sect only gives instructions in the future, the Ascension Sect will definitely obey the order."

"Yes, my life is saved by Wuji Sect, and Wuji True Lord is already waiting for the Nascent Soul, so his future is naturally limitless. Wansheng Sect wishes to be attached to the tail horse, so as to follow the leader of the sect."

Both Qingtian Zhenjun and Dongmu Zhenjun both expressed their opinions. Obviously, they had already seen that Mo Wentian was not a thing in the pool. Although he is now the Jindan Sect of Zheng State, he may not become the Nascent Soul Sect of the Great Qin State in the future. If he is attached to the wings as soon as possible, he will be rewarded.

Of course, it was naturally the instructions of the Marquis of Wansheng and Marquis of Shengxian. The two Marquis looked at each other with extraordinary eyes. When Mo Wentian killed the two demon kings of the Demon Sect, they had already made up their minds that this was just an investment.

While the banquet was being held in the Dizhi City to reward the three armies, deep in the Jiuzhi Mountains, there was a sad rain between the bonfires, and sparse tents were spread out in scattered areas. If anyone could see this scene, he would definitely be shocked. It was hard to believe that there was a military camp of Di State here.

At this moment, in the large tent in the center, when the candlelight swayed, a dark shadow with a deep yin energy shone out, paced back and forth anxiously, as if it was crazy.

After a while, the black shadow suddenly stood still, Yang Tian sighed: "God's will, is this God's will? I made a fuss in Di State for Yunqi and rain, and planned to take over Zheng State for several years, but I didn't expect to encounter a monster like Wuji Zhenjun, who was defeated and wiped out the entire army."

"Young Master, don't belittle yourself. This battle is not a good time and place, but it's not the fault of the young master."

At this time, a cold voice came from behind, and a woman like a snake wandered out in the dark shadow. This woman was very beautiful and charming, with her long, big white legs, but when she walked, she was as weird as a snake.

After seeing her, the fierce young master was not surprised, but said with a decadent face: "When I led the army to leave Di Guojun City, I made bold ambitions in front of the ministers. This time I didn't siege Zheng, but I ended up in such a miserable state. If I returned to the country, I wouldn't have the face."

Speaking of this, his voice was certain, as if he had made up his mind and continued: "Since Zheng State has been wiped out, the Song State cannot fail. Red Scorpion is too reckless and is not the one who accomplished great things. I am really worried."

"Young Master?"

The woman, who looked like a snake, frowned slightly, but asked, "Are you planning to go to Song State in person?"

"good!"

The fierce young master nodded slightly and said confidently: "I am going to lead the blood teeth to Tianzhi City. For the news of the defeat to be heard back, there will be a big chaos in Di. You will immediately serve as my young master's substitute and lead the remaining troops back to the country. Stay in a quiet place and do not move without any action."

"good!"

The snake-like woman nodded slightly, and suddenly the sand rolled up on the ground. Her whole body gradually transformed into a sinister young man. Her eyes flashed red, and her appearance was vivid, and she was exactly the same as the fierce young man, as if she was carved out of the same mold.
Chapter completed!