"The three of us naturally know what's going on, but when the Mulan people attacked all the way earlier, they captured many monks, most of them were fellow Taoists from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, but many of our supporting disciples from various sects and sects were also arrested. Listening to the envoy's preaching, there are as many as a thousand people in this group." Master Zhiyang said with a gloomy expression.
"How do you say that? Could it be that if they don't accept gambling, they dare to kill prisoners? If so, the Mulan people are not afraid that we will use other means to retaliate?" The old man surnamed Kuang blurted out in surprise.
"The envoy didn't say anything like killing the prisoners, but he kept saying that he would give us a chance to rescue these monks. In addition to these materials, they added more than a hundred people to each of the ten betting fights. Captured monks. As long as they win, these people can be released." Master Zhiyang said immediately.
Hearing this, the old monsters present looked at each other in blank dismay. Upon hearing it, it seems that there are not many of these thousands of monks, and most of them are low-level monks with low cultivation bases, and it seems that they don't need to be threatened by the other party at all. But if anyone really proposes not to save these people, he will immediately become the target of public criticism.
You must know that these monks are nothing, but the families and sects they represent are extremely numerous. In particular, many of the monks were captured by the Mulan people in order to delay the offensive of the French priests. If they were not rescued, the morale of the army would be greatly reduced before the battle started. It's a fight to the death.
"Unexpectedly, these prairie barbarians can still use such tricks. In the past few invasions, it seemed that they rarely used tricks, but this time they were vicious enough. We knew it was wrong, so we had to go I jumped in." Long Han sighed and said in agreement. How could the rest of the people not understand Long Han's words, they also felt helpless in their hearts, and secretly scolded the Mulan people for being cunning.
"It seems that everyone has already understood that we have to accept this bet. No matter what the opponent's intentions are, we must defeat the opponent's mage in the bet, otherwise the blow to morale will be serious. And look at the opponent's proposal The way of betting and fighting does not seem to be tampering in the battle, and most of them are playing other ideas. Therefore, fellow daoists who participate do not have to worry about any hidden losses. If there is something wrong, we will directly Take action to stop this battle. Of course, since this is a deadly battle, whether you are willing to participate in the battle depends entirely on the voluntary participation of fellow Taoists, and the three of us will not force it." Master Zhiyang said solemnly after sweeping his gaze at everyone in the hall.
"Voluntary?" As soon as these words reached the ears of the old monsters, everyone sneered in their hearts, and then they all fell silent with twinkling eyes.
No one is stupid! Not to mention that there is something strange about this gambling battle, even if there is none, no one is willing to fight to the death. After all, who has reached the current state of cultivation, who has not survived hundreds of years of hard work, and how can he easily risk his life.
Han Li also looked indifferent, and had no plans to come forward. Although he didn't mind contributing to this battle, he had to do so without endangering his life. The last battle of Huanglong Mountain almost killed him, and he didn't want to go through it again.
Seeing the expressions of all the people in the hall, the old devil Hehuan's face darkened, and he snorted coldly. The cold and piercing snort made the monks' expressions change slightly, but everyone still sat upright, and no one got up to say anything.
Seeing this, Master Zhiyang shook his head with a trace of helplessness on his face. But Wei Wuya squinted his eyes, didn't say a word, and didn't know what to think.
In such an embarrassing situation, Master Zhiyang didn't let it go on any longer, and spoke again: "I discussed it with two fellow Taoists before coming here. This gambling battle is really dangerous, so if the monks participating in the battle Victory, the rare materials won in the gambling battle are all privately owned by the winning fellow daoist, which can be regarded as making up for the risk of this battle. We lack a few rare materials, and we can’t find them anywhere, but the three of us have some collections, which can satisfy these fellow Taoists.” As soon as Master Zhiyang finished speaking, his eyes swept over the faces of several of them , including Han Li.
Han Li's heart trembled, and he became a little puzzled. The others were not ordinary monks either, and they also had expressions of surprise on their faces. Although the Taoist said the attractive conditions, most people's faces were moved by it, but for a while, no one took the initiative to stand up and offered to participate in the gambling battle.
But at this moment, Wei Wuya, who had never spoken a word, suddenly raised his head to look at the Broken Soul Daoist, his lips moved a few times, and the sound transmission actually passed. Daoist Broken Soul, who had lowered his head and eyebrows, changed his expression, first he was startled, and then a look of surprise and surprise appeared on his face. After listening to a few more words, Broken Soul opened and closed his mouth soundlessly, and started talking with Wei Wuya.
After a while, Broken Soul's expression was hesitant and uncertain. At the same time, the big man in black robe also sent a sound transmission to Old Demon Hehuan.
The old demon had always been indifferent since he arrived in the hall, but when he heard the sound transmission from the great elder of his own sect, he immediately frowned and his face became gloomy. He didn't know what the big man had said to him.
"Okay, as long as the Venerable Master can keep his promise, what's the point of taking a risk?" Broken Soul Master thought for a while, and then said so. Hearing this, the other old monsters were stunned.
But at this moment, the old devil Yunlu also said: "Since Fellow Daoist Broken Soul has participated, I will go there as well. It's a pity not to want so many rare materials." The old devil He said with a sneer, but there was a hint of sullenness between his brows, as if he was full of displeasure.
The other monks looked at each other, although they didn't say anything, they were secretly surprised. No matter how they were persuaded, it made the rest of them uneasy.
Sure enough, the following three monks had a few detailed conversations with several people one by one, and after listening to them, most of them agreed to the gambling battle with joy or sorrow, only two of them were cold Shaking his head with a straight face, he refused the matter.
Seeing this scene, Han Li's thoughts changed rapidly, but at this moment, Master Zhiyang's voice reached his ears: "Fellow Daoist Han, I heard that you are collecting a large amount of Geng Jing. thing?"
Han Li vaguely expected it, but when he heard this, his heart still couldn't help beating twice. The fact that he asked Tiandaomeng to help him collect Geng Jing was not a secret, and it was not surprising that the other party knew about it.
"That's right, Mr. Han really needs some magic weapons refined by Geng. Does Fellow Daoist Zhiyang have a lot of them?" Han Li calmed down and asked calmly.
"Haha! Fellow Daoist Han's guess is correct. Fellow Daoist Wei and I each have a large piece of Geng Jing. The amount should be enough for fellow Daoists to use. Would Fellow Daoist Han be interested in seeing it?" Master Zhiyang said with a smile.
"I have to see if Geng Jing is satisfied before I consider joining the war." Han Li pondered for a while, but didn't reply with a dead word.
Master Zhiyang gave a chuckle, and agreed wholeheartedly. So in a short period of time, five people agreed to this matter one after another, and a few others, like Han Li, had to think about it before giving an accurate answer, but this has already satisfied Zhi Yang and the others. Immediately, he stopped communicating with other people, and began to arrange specific matters on how to deal with the legal army.
Sitting in the living room, listening to the old monsters discussing the actuality of the mage army, and how to use formation flags and other formation equipment to deal with the extremely difficult spiritual magic formation of mages and other details, but Han Li's mind was already in the sky. Thinking about Geng Jing.
To be honest, Han Li was not very satisfied with the power of his talisman, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword. This is not to say that this set of flying swords is less powerful than other cultivators' natal magic weapons, but because the enemies he encounters are either extremely weak or extremely strong. For an extremely weak opponent, there is no need to use flying swords at all, and the opponent can be killed with only Qingyuan sword energy. As for extremely strong enemies, their cultivation bases are generally higher than his, so Feijian is really weak.
However, when he saw the last magical power of the Qingyuan Sword Art, the "Da Geng Sword Formation" described on the golden page, Han Li realized how terrifying the combination of the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword and the Qingyuan Sword Art was. A small part is enough to compete with the monks of the late Nascent Soul.
As for the Xutian Cauldron, which was boasted by Yinyue, but its actual power, before seeing it with his own eyes, Han Li was always skeptical. Therefore, this Da Geng sword formation is definitely the great supernatural power for him to gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals in the future. In this way. He must get a large amount of Geng Jing, otherwise he will not be able to sacrifice the sword array.
However, Han Li still couldn't make up his mind whether he really needed to participate in the gambling battle for this reason. After thinking about it for a while, he still decided to look at the amount of Geng essence provided by the other party. If the amount of Geng essence provided was enough, he had a great chance of refining into the Great Geng Sword Formation, so it would be a good idea to participate in this gambling battle.
As long as the opponent is not those Mulan divine masters, he will naturally not be afraid of anyone. It's just that the Mulan people did something wrong during the gambling battle. With the power of Feng Lei Chi and Zi Luo Tian Huo, a mere barrier can really trap him.
Han Li made up his mind, regained his composure, and began to listen carefully to the discussions of the monks.
The gathering lasted for nearly an hour. Among the three major cultivators, Yangshang people were the main ones. Old Demon Hehuan made supplementary remarks from time to time, while Wei Wuya remained silent and didn't say a few words at all.
However, during the discussion, both Master Zhiyang and Old Demon Hehuan had a high regard for Long Han, and would ask for his opinion on matters related to the Tiandao League. It seems that Long Han and his wife can counteract the words of one of the three monks together, which is a real thing.
In the end, they finally talked about everything, and assigned some more specific responsibilities to those monks who did not participate in the gambling battle. Then, in the words of Venerable Zhiyang that fellow Taoists went back to prepare, everyone left one after another, but three monks were left alone, and Han Li was among them.
The other two, one is the old devil Yunlu, and the other is a beautiful woman with a bloodless complexion. This woman, like Han Li, did not say a word during the discussion just now.