Fortunately, Renhuang Pavilion responded promptly and promptly ordered the immortals and demons not to fight.

Although most of the monks are still restrained, in many areas, sporadic monks have started to have fights, and many bloodsheds have occurred.

Wu Wang originally didn't want to get involved in these matters, and believed that the senior's men could handle such matters.

It wasn't until... two groups of monks confronted each other in front of his own shop in Fuyun City for two days and two nights, seriously affecting the business of the shop, that Wu Huan had to recall the busy Mao Aowu.

Mao Aowu hurried to Fuyu City and went straight to Guantao Tower, the Mie Zong Restaurant in the city that was already busy with guests.

As soon as he reached the top floor, before he had time to calm down his immortal power, he heard the ding-dong celestial music coming from the front; Mao Aowu walked away in search of the sound with his big sword on his back, and was taken into a compartment by Yang Wudi who came to greet him.

Opening the door, the music sounded clearer.

You can see five outstanding female disciples of the Black Desire Sect, each with their own unique talents, rehearsing their dance to the music.

You can see two recliners near the window, as well as an old man and a young man lying on the recliners. Several female disciples are gently tapping them with small wooden hammers, and two people on each side are slowly fanning themselves.

You can also see the icy fruit wine in the wooden barrel, the incense burner emitting curls of smoke, the exquisite carpet, the steaming cooked food, and a group of colorful butterflies dancing outside the window...

this!

Mao Aowu held his breath and stared. Although he knew that his sect master's virtuous brother was good at enjoying himself, he didn't expect that the great elder would do it!

Degeneration! Corruption! This is really... too corrupt!

Wu Wang raised his hand and said: "Give Brother Mao an extra seat."

A moment.

"Ah, comfortable."

Mao Aowu closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. His feet were soaked in the steaming wooden barrel, and his state of mind seemed to have been sublimated.

He did not forget about the business, and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, why did you send someone to call me back in such a hurry? The Renhuang Pavilion is short of manpower, and we are really busy going crazy inside and outside."

The great elder closed his eyes and concentrated, seeming to have fallen asleep.

Wu Wan motioned to the female disciples around him to get down, and Yang Wudi pulled the curtain aside and enveloped the place with a magical barrier.

Wu Wang asked: "How does Renhuang Pavilion prepare to deal with this war between immortals and demons?"

"Alas," Mao Aowu sighed, "how else can we deal with it? There have been many such quarrels before. The dispute between immortals and demons has been going on for a long time. It is mostly a debate between the innocent and the dirty, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior."

Wu Huan picked up the luminous cup and took a sip, "So, are you waiting for the monks' anger to calm down on their own?"

Mao Aowu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He said:

"We can only wait until the anger subsides... Alas, this matter must be dealt with, and one must be killed to serve as a warning to others.

This situation had actually been expected by the Pavilion Master and the others, but as expected, the fire this time was more intense than before.

By the way, Sect Master, has Taoist Zuodong been settled?"

"I have asked him to hide his name anonymously to avoid being affected," Wu Wang said, "Didn't you notice that Su Qing is not here? Her master has suffered a big change, so it is better to spend more time with the old man and fulfill his filial piety as a good deed."

"Sect Master, why did you call me back?"

"Brother Mao, do you want to get a higher position in Renhuang Pavilion?" Wu Huan said with a smile in his eyes, "This is a good opportunity."

Mao Aowu was a little puzzled and muttered: "What's the use of a higher position? The salaries of the Renhuang Pavilion are about the same."

"If the sect wants to really become bigger and stronger, it must have elders occupying a position at the top of Renhuang Pavilion," Wu Wang said seriously, "This is actually for the sect."

"Brother is not this good either."

"Consider it as a contribution to the sect."

The great elder said from the side: "The sect needs you to stand up."

Mao Aowu frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "Then I will stand up."

"Here," Wu Wan stuffed a jade talisman into Mao Aowu's palm, "Dinghai's three strategies, you must try your best to present them to the master of Renhuang Pavilion in your own way."

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Mao Aowu held the jade talisman and looked at it for a while, his expression changed again and again, and soon his eyes were bright and his face was filled with joy, and he turned to look at Wu Wan.

"Can you tell me in detail?"

Wu laughed and scolded: "I don't understand why you have so many expressions?"

Mao Aowu smiled sheepishly: "I understand a little bit, I'm afraid there will be some misunderstanding."

Wu Wang suppressed his smile and explained in detail for a while.

The first strategy is actually very simple. Renhuang Pavilion arrests people on a large scale, directly detains the most popular people in this scolding war, interrogates them all in secret, and announces the news to the public, saying that they discovered that the Ten Evil Palace was secretly involved Start this scolding war.

If there are people from the Ten Evil Halls, they will be dealt with directly and the list will be announced to the public.

If no one from the Ten Fierce Halls is caught, those who should be released will be released, and a fake list will be made and announced to the public.

No matter what, the Ten Fierce Palaces must be allowed to take the blame, in order to divert the firepower of the immortal and demon monks.

The second strategy is not too troublesome. Renhuang Pavilion invites influential masters from both sides of the Immortal and Demonic Paths to come forward and ask them to talk about the difficulties of the Human Realm, remember the hardships and remember the sweets, and promote the concept of great unity in the Human Realm.

The third strategy is a little more difficult.

Let Renhuang Pavilion hold a banquet or commendation meeting in the name of the Emperor.

Gather the top 200 sect leaders from the Immortal and Demon Paths together, have a meal, chat, and enhance the friendship between the Immortal and Demon Paths...

Before Mao Aowu's footbath water cooled down, the silver-haired immortal hurriedly left Fuyu City.

However, within three days, the Renhuang Pavilion struck hard and captured hundreds of masters of the Immortal and Demon realms, and released most of them within half a day. They also announced to the public the spies of the Ten Fierce Palace who provoked the fight between the Immortal and Demon realms.

This made several think tanks on the side of the Ten Fierce Palace quite puzzled, and asked why they had spies.

But on the fifth day, one after another, white-haired masters appeared in sects and towns, telling stories from those days and advising contemporary monks to respect and love each other.

Half a month later, the war between immortals and demons in the human realm gradually subsided, and the Renhuang Pavilion sent out an invitation to invite the top four hundred heads of the two clans, the immortals and demons, to gather at the main pavilion of the Renhuang Pavilion.

What shocked the spirits of thousands of monks was that His Majesty the Human Emperor, Shennong Yandi, would appear at this banquet!

The monks were in high spirits, as if spring was ushering in the human realm. Those monks who had nothing to do with the banquet were also in an inexplicably comfortable mood, and their thoughts were somewhat clearer.

The real 'mastermind' who facilitated this incident was practicing in a restaurant in Fuyu City when he received the gilded invitation from Renhuang Pavilion.

Wu Wan picked up the luminous cup and took a sip of wine, took a bite of the roasted elbow meat of the thousand-year-old ferocious beast and hummed a light-hearted tune.

Father-in-law, how are you doing lately?

Can we meet only when we become immortals?

"Haha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

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