Who is the mastermind behind the scenes
There are two possibilities. One is that the mastermind behind the scenes is a very high-status immortal family, and both Yuqing and Taiqing have to obey this person's orders. However, this possibility is unlikely because although the three sects share the Dao, they each have their own subordinates. , even the Daluo Jinxian also has his own sect. The Taoists of the Taiqing Sect may not necessarily abide by the decrees passed down by the Daluo Jinxian of the Yuqing Sect, even though they should abide by the laws of heaven.
There is another possibility that the mastermind behind this is not one person, but a group of people, including the high-level immortal families of Yuqing and Taiqing. They respectively passed down the decree and instructed the two sects to join forces to do something.
If you think about it carefully, the second possibility is more likely.
At present, there are still insufficient clues. It is very difficult to forcibly analyze it, and it is easy to go astray. We can only put this matter aside for now and wait for the situation to become clearer before making further calculations.
It was obvious that Lu Pingchuan wanted to ask the two of them to stay in the army to help, and Fatty also had this intention. However, Nanfeng had never expressed his opinion. He was involved in trivial matters and it was obviously not suitable to stay here.
The reason why he didn't refuse immediately was because of Lu Pingchuan's feelings. The eldest brother needed help, and a brother couldn't just sit back and watch.
Fatty never noticed that Nanfeng had never expressed his stance, but Lu Pingchuan discovered, "This matter has nothing to do with me, so don't force yourself to make things difficult."
"Why are you forcing it?" The fat man smacked his tongue and tilted his head, "Hey, hey, take care of your bird, Lao Bai has half his life left, and you are still torturing it."
Nan Feng turned his head when he heard the sound. Ba Ye was pulling Lao Bai's ear. When Nan Feng turned his head, he immediately tilted his head to the side, pretending to be innocent.
Nanfeng looked back and said, "Brother, I won't keep you around, my brother. It's really not convenient for me to stay in the army, but it's not appropriate to just leave like this. How about this, Fatty and I try to help General Yang You and General Chen will get rid of those barbarians who use magic, and leave the rest to them to deal with."
Lu Pingchuan nodded repeatedly when he heard this, saying that this was the best. Nanfeng did not say that he was helping him, but emphasized that he was helping Yang Gu and Chen Baxian. This was indeed the case. It cannot be said that this matter had nothing to do with him, but the relationship was not Not much. Nanfeng and Fatty could help them get rid of those barbarians who knew magic. It was a bit too much to ask for anything else. After all, they had nothing else to ask for but just for his face. Come and help.
According to Lu Pingchuan's original intention, he wanted to introduce Yang Gu and Chen Baxian to them, but Nanfeng shook his head and refused. He didn't want to have too much interaction with these two people, and he didn't want to stay even if they had just met each other. The reason was simple. He had rescued Chen Baxian. If Chen Baxian proclaimed himself emperor and then poisoned living beings, it would be his fault. If the day came, he could only correct this mistake with his own hands.
At dawn, the three stopped talking. Nanfeng did not want to meet the two generals, so Fatty had no choice but to stay with him in the city. Lu Pingchuan returned to the army.
The morale of the military must always be stabilized, and people must be dispatched to provide food and grass. Tired and hungry soldiers always need a period of time to recuperate. The food and grass are delivered at noon the next day. The food team delivers food every half month. The army sent people out of the mountain to receive food and grass. This time the food team never got in touch with the army and could only wait in the city outside the mountain.
These soldiers were too hungry and their vitality had been weakened. They would not be able to recover within ten days and a half. Nanfeng was a little anxious. He did not want to wait here for so long.
If you want to leave early, you can take the initiative to go to Longbian City to find those barbarians who can use magic and get rid of them.
Just when Nanfeng was considering whether to take the initiative to go there, he discovered that there were many alien auras two hundred miles away to the south. These aliens must be some large animals domesticated by humans. They were relatively concentrated and were moving here.
During the battle between the two armies, there were scouts. Liang Jun's escape may have been noticed by the enemy's scouts and reported to the top rebels. If nothing else happened, the enemy should have sent troops to encircle and suppress Liang Jun while he was weak.
In addition to transporting grain and grass, the grain team also transported baggage and horses. Liang Jun obtained the horses and sent out spies. In the evening, the spies sent back the news that the enemy troops were divided into two groups. Five thousand cavalry moved west in a roundabout way, trying to outflank and intercept Liang Jun. On the retreat route, there are still 10,000 infantrymen who take the main road to attack frontally. In addition to the soldiers, there are also many foreigners riding giant elephants and rhinoceroses.
When the news came back, a group of generals immediately gathered together to discuss countermeasures. The so-called countermeasures were nothing more than fight or run. If the enemy army came to 350,000 people, there was no need to add up. They could just run. They would definitely not be able to defeat them.
But at this time, the enemy only sent 5,000 cavalry and 10,000 infantry, and the troops were divided into two groups. At this time, Liang Jun only had to face 10,000 enemy troops. Liang Jun had 30,000 troops against 10,000 enemy troops. This was a rare opportunity. If he did not fight, , what a pity.
All the generals were inclined to fight, but they were not sure whether the enemy was really underestimating the enemy or was deliberately sending only 10,000 soldiers to hold them back.
Nanfeng lives in a large house in the city. This house was previously occupied by a wealthy family. When the war came, he fled in a hurry, leaving behind most of his daily utensils and household items.
Lu Pingchuan came to see Nanfeng and Fatty, and only asked the two generals to invite them over to discuss matters.
When Lu Pingchuan arrived, Nanfeng was writing on the front of the table, while the fat man was sitting beside him, drinking tea with his legs crossed.
Naturally, Nan Feng would not go to meet with Yang Gu and Chen Baxian. In fact, Yang Gu and Chen Baxian also knew that he would not go. The reason why they sent Lu Pingchuan over was simply to determine how he and Fatty could help if a war broke out.
Nanfeng's answer was simple, "Brother, go back and tell them that no matter whether they fight or retreat, there is no need to worry about those barbarians who know magic."
Lu Pingchuan nodded. Nanfeng's meaning was very clear. He was only responsible for those evil spirits that Liang Jun could not deal with. He would not participate in the fighting.
"In your opinion, should I fight or not?" Lu Pingchuan asked.
"I'm an outsider and don't help others make decisions." Nanfeng said with a smile. Enthusiasm is certainly not a shortcoming, but it can't be considered an advantage. It can only be regarded as a temperament. The person involved must make the decision himself, because whoever makes the decision gets it. You have to bear the consequences.
"Big brother asked you whether you want to be beaten or not. Why are you making such nonsense?" The fat man interjected.
"It doesn't matter whether you beat it or not." Nanfeng put aside the brush, lit the half-painted piece of yellow paper with a candle, put it in the copper basin and burned it, then picked up another piece of paper and started painting again. He was writing about tortoise shell. He knew the veins, the cracked veins of the tortoise shells in his mind, but it was not easy to draw them out. He had to be precise and avoid deviations.
"If you say it, you haven't said it yet." The fat man glanced at Nanfeng, then handed the filled teacup to Lu Pingchuan, "Brother, do you want to fight?"
Lu Pingchuan took the teacup and shook his head, "Morale is already low. If we withdraw our troops again, I'm afraid the army will be defeated."
"Then fight." Fatty said.
"Okay." Lu Pingchuan put down his teacup and stood up straight.
"Brother, please sit down for a while and I'll give you something." Nanfeng said.
After hearing this, Lu Pingchuan sat down again, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"I've asked you several times, where did you take Zhuge?" Fatty asked. Yesterday he asked Zhuge about the whereabouts of Chanjuan. Nanfeng never answered directly. The more Nanfeng didn't say anything, the more confused he became.
Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Nanfeng didn't bother to hide it from him anymore, "We had a quarrel."
"Why?" the fat man asked doubtfully.
Just as Nanfeng was about to answer, Fatty said first, "Don't say anything to me. It's a long story."
Nanfeng had no choice but to briefly tell what happened before. Lu Pingchuan was not an outsider. What the fat man could know, Lu Pingchuan could also know.
After Nanfeng finished speaking, the fat man smacked his tongue repeatedly. He had a better relationship with Zhuge Chanjuan, but Zhuge Chanjuan didn't do a very good job in this matter, and Yuan Anning was too hot-tempered. After much deliberation, he couldn't explain this matter. Who should be blamed
"Do you like Yuan Anning or not?" the fat man asked.
"I don't hate her." Nanfeng told the truth.
"Then I like him. Let's talk to Zhuge later and get married together." Fatty suggested.
"Do you think Zhuge Chanjuan is the Twelveth Son?" Nanfeng kept talking with his hands.
"You know everything?" The fat man sneered.
Nanfeng ignored him, picked up the yellow paper he had painted and blew it to dry.
"Is this the crack on the tortoise shell?" Fatty guessed what Nan Feng was painting.
Nanfeng nodded, put the yellow paper in his hand together with the other two drawn yellow papers, then picked up the talisman pen again and started writing quickly.
The fat man took the three pieces of yellow paper and looked at them one by one, "Don't tell me, these strips really look like martial arts moves."
"Don't spend it, give it to brother." Nanfeng said.
The fat man looked at the yellow paper just out of curiosity, but in fact he was not very interested, so he handed it to Lu Pingchuan casually.
Nan Feng said while writing, "Brother, keep these three pieces of yellow paper. Outsiders don't know that the cracks on the tortoise shell are martial arts moves. Don't tell others. I will write you the Taiqing Sect's Qi training method. If you cultivate both internally and externally, given time, even if you are not invincible in the world, you will still be able to live a stable life."
Lu Pingchuan was not polite, took the yellow paper and said with a smile, "Thank you for your honor."
"Brother, what did you say? If it weren't for you and eldest sister, we would have starved to death long ago." The fat man answered.
"That's what the fat man said." Nanfeng agreed.
Nanfeng wrote down all the eight scriptures except the Taixuan Scripture. After confirming that they were correct, they handed them over to Lu Pingchuan.
Lu Pingchuan was eager to go back to convey the message, so he hurried away.
When Lu Pingchuan walked away, the fat man withdrew his gaze and asked in a low voice, "Why did you only give brother three?"
The fat man didn't know that Yan Feixue gave him a rubbing, and not counting that one, he also had five tortoise shells in his hand, but he only gave three to Lu Pingchuan.
"Three are the most suitable." Nanfeng said. The fat man was not without any scheming. If he was really without any scheming, he would have asked this in front of Lu Pingchuan.
"Huh?" The fat man frowned and looked sideways.
"The eldest brother is different from the two of us. He is too ambitious. If I give him all the cracks, I'm afraid it will harm him." Nanfeng said.
The fat man didn't understand what Nanfeng meant for a while, but he finally figured it out after thinking about it, "Are you worried that he will want to be the emperor after becoming invincible?"
"Brother, can't you do it?" Nanfeng asked back.
The fat man didn't answer. Just as Nanfeng said, Lu Pingchuan valued friendship, but Lu Pingchuan's ambition was indeed very great. If his power was so strong that no one could restrain him, there was no guarantee that he would not seek political power and usurp the throne.
"Alas." The fat man sighed.
Nanfeng knew what the fat man was thinking, so he said, "We can't control what the big brother wants to do. As long as he treats us as brothers and we treat him as our eldest brother, that's enough."
"Yes." The fat man nodded slowly, then asked with a shy smile, "By the way, if I want it, how many can you give me?"
"Of course I'll give it all to you." Nanfeng said casually.
"Sister, what if they want it?" Fatty asked again.
"It depends on the specific situation," Nan Feng tidied up the study room, "Don't talk about this, they will definitely not retreat. There will probably be a war in the middle of the night. Take the time to rest, help them deal with those barbarian demons, and leave here early. .”
"Okay." The fat man stood up straight.
"By the way, have you ever trained your eight-part golden body to the fifth level?" Nanfeng asked. The Buddhist qi training method is different from that of Taoism. The eight-part golden body can resist the attacks of ordinary purple-qi masters if it is trained to the fifth level. Attack, but still unable to fly through the air, you have to practice to the sixth level.
"It's done." The fat man nodded.
Just as Nanfeng was about to answer, screams came from outside the city. The sound must have come from the military camp. Listen carefully, and there was a faint cry to protect the general.
"It seems that the enemy has stolen the camp." The fat man walked out, looked at it for a few times and turned back eagerly, "It's not an enemy, it's a cave master."
"Do those monsters have purple energy masters?" Nanfeng walked out quickly.
"There's not even Jushan. Where does the purple energy come from? This assassin is not a barbarian. Let's go and have a look..."