After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 302|Before the decisive battle (1) [2-in-1]
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This step of Master Miaofa can not only benefit all sentient beings and achieve Qiao Wan's blessings, but also cut off the monks' demons and their own sinful karma.
If he can repay all the karma in the past and present lives with his hands in this life, all monks and monsters will not have to pay the price for their bad karma in future lives.
In the end, this sinful karma was attributed to him, and Qiao Wan cut it off with his own hands.
This is the most perfect and impeccable way, so even Ma Huaizhen was silent for a long time after he found out about it, unable to agree or refuse.
He searched for all the methods, but he really couldn't find a more suitable method than this.
After leaving the camp and returning to his residence, Qiao Wan thought about it for a long time. He finally fell into trance in the middle of the night, but was awakened by a commotion again.
The tent was opened by someone, and a lot of blood was splashed on Xiao Boyang's face. He said with a heavy expression: "There are elders from the sect who are leading their disciples to run away."
Although he knew about Qiao Wan's amnesia, Xiao Boyang still didn't feel any unfamiliarity with Qiao Wan because of this. The main reason was that they had known each other for too long. Even if the arrogant young master of the Xiao family refused to admit it, some things didn't need to be done. It even became a tacit understanding.
Arima Huaizhen and Miaofa were in charge, and the riot was suppressed immediately before a solution could be found.
When Qiao Wan arrived, Ma Huaizhen, Cen Zichen and other elders were already sitting together for a meeting. There were several photo **** in the tent, reflecting the faces of Gongsun Bingzi and other sect elders who were not here. .
As for Master Miaofa, he is obviously not among Ma Huaizhen and others. He is in the row of images.
It is not easy to restrain the desire to kill. In order to prevent accidents, Master Miaofa did not leave his camp.
I caught a glimpse of Qiao Wan, Xiao Boyang, and Lu Pihan coming in. Ma Huaizhen had a bunch of blood stains on the corner of his robe, which made his disfigured face look like a Rakshasa. He glanced slightly and said nothing, acquiescing that they were listening. , which is a rare trust.
Qiao Wan, Qi Feidao and the others were obviously exposed to this posture for the first time. Affected by the solemn and solemn atmosphere, they did not dare to say anything, and they all watched with eyes, nose, and heart.
Fang Lingqing silently sent a message into the secret: "Just now, Hall Master Ma and the Kunshan ANBU disciples slaughtered all those who were disobedient."
Fang Lingqing looked heavy.
The sword light flashed out, sweeping across, and blood almost covered the entire ice field.
The northern front was completely defeated. In this case, killing the Demon Realm was undoubtedly seeking death in the eyes of some sects.
Ma Huaizhen and the others were seeking death, but they refused to accompany them. In this situation where the cultivation alliance was bound to lose, they could only rush back to the sect with their disciples immediately to minimize losses.
Ma Huaizhen's methods were very thunderous and iron-blooded. He pulled the tightly stretched spiritual thread in his hand and cut off a row of heads. Bang bang bang, they hit the ground, splashing red blood flowers. He raised his eyes. , hooked up his lips and smiled, and said solemnly: "If you want to leave, just leave now."
The dancing bonfire was reflected on that half of Shura. In an instant, there was silence all around, and no one dared to take another step.
Ma Huaizhen's behavior released a message: Either die on the battlefield or die in his hands.
In the current war, the morale of the military must not be disturbed.
This time, the focus of discussions among a group of sect elders was not on the rebellion.
Ma Huaizhen said solemnly: "It's too late, there's not enough time. The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for us."
"Is there any movement at Demon Emperor Jia Ying's place?"
Cen Zichen put down the photo ball, looked solemn, and shook his head, "Never."
"Have you mentioned Qiao Wan?"
Although it is a bit ridiculous to move Qiao Wan out specially, even if Qiao Wan and Demon Emperor Jia Ying were on good terms, the other party would not take the initiative to get into this muddy water for her sake.
But at this point, no matter how funny it was, Ma Huaizhen still wanted to try it.
Cen Zichen paused: "Never."
This result was not as expected by Ma Huaizhen, but his face did not look good. The look on the man's face flashed, and he immediately returned to his iron-blooded look. He continued to discuss with Cen Zichen the counterattack in a few days, and How many reinforcements are available.
First of all, Ma Huaizhen ruled out the possibility of Master Miaofa going.
"Master Miaofa cannot go."
The last trump card should never be revealed unless absolutely necessary.
What's more, they still can't guarantee whether Cen Qingyou is an enemy or a friend. They specially left an intriguing sentence asking Qiao Wan to go to the Demon Realm. Is it because of an old relationship or a hook set up.
Gongsun Bingzi hesitated for a moment: "How about withdrawing the troops on the southern front? The demonic flames are fierce, and the Ao family may be able to send troops to assist."
Ma Huaizhen nodded: "In that case, as long as we can contact the reinforcements now, please send a message to the elders and ask."
As soon as he finished speaking, the elders immediately ordered the disciples below to send messages.
The topic of the meeting once again focused on how these monks going to the Demon Realm should go, what kind of troops they should send, and how many troops they should send.
The person you want to send must be able to prevent the seal from being unsealed. Even if you can't prevent it, there is still a chance of escaping. If neither of these two works, then at least you are ready to sacrifice, and you are not greedy for life and afraid of death. generation.
Even if the personnel are established, how will they go and where will the reinforcements be received? Although they have mastered the terrain of the Demon Realm, their understanding is still incomplete.
At this moment, Qiao Wan couldn't help raising her hand and said solemnly: "I may have some understanding of the terrain of the Demon Realm."
The conversation stopped unexpectedly, and everyone in the camp, including the top executives of the Cultivation Alliance in the photo ball, all turned their attention to this bold little girl in pink clothes.
Ma Huaizhen looked sideways: "You said it."
Qiao Wan said as calmly as possible: "Before I recovered my memory, I was... taken to the Demon Realm by the current Demon Lord Pei Chunzheng for a period of time. He wanted to get married to me, so he never restricted my actions."
As soon as the word "get married" was spoken, everyone was slightly startled.
Xiao Boyang's face suddenly twisted.
I guess I didn’t expect that in this solemn atmosphere, a romantic idea would suddenly come out.
The Buddha in the photo ball has half-shrunk eyes and is silent.
Facing this elder who was either a **** or a god, Qiao Wan was a little dry at first, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she quickly found the feeling and said calmly: "My consciousness has reached the level of transformation. God may be able to draw the terrain of the Demon Realm."
The cultivation level has reached the level of becoming a god!
These words were spoken by a young girl in pink clothes. Even if they knew it was Qiao Wan, the shock to others was huge.
After all, spiritual consciousness is the most difficult to cultivate.
Little did he know that his words made the senior executives across from him tremble slightly. Qiao Wan pursed her lips, stood up, and said proactively: "Please give me a pen and paper."
Out of caution, all the elders and senior officials did not disturb her and thoughtfully gave the little girl time.
Cen Zichen even offered words of comfort: "Don't be nervous, draw slowly, it doesn't matter if the drawing doesn't look good, others will help you make up for it."
Qiao Wan recognized that the cold-hearted elder in front of her was the one who comforted her before, "Don't be afraid, children." She couldn't help but respectfully thank her, and with a flick of her wrist, her pen moved like flying.
Under everyone's attention, Qiao Wan was inevitably a little nervous. She pursed her lips tightly, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and a drop hung on the tip of her nose.
In the silence, the topographic map was quickly drawn.
The quieter the camp was, the more prominent the rustling of the pen was.
Even Ma Huaizhen couldn't help but hold his breath, the surroundings were quiet as if waiting for trial.
Finally, the girl's deep and calm voice broke the peace.
"Okay."
The moment he picked up the topographic map, Cen Zichen's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he looked at Qiao Wan with more appreciation.
"Well done."
Qiao Wan felt a little uncomfortable when these appreciative and tolerant eyes fell on her, but she suddenly felt relaxed and warm...
Although the various sects did not deal with each other before, the current enemy finally made everyone stand together.
With this terrain map, it is much easier to establish the teleportation location, but this map will need to be professionally renovated later.
The opinion that everyone came up with after discussion was "Broken Void".
Cen Zichen said solemnly: "If we follow the conventional method, we must pass through the passes of the Demon Realm one by one. Passing through them one by one is obviously not in line with the current situation of the Cultivation Alliance, but the Shattered Void is different. The Shattered Void can directly A crack opens in the sky, crossing the barrier and transporting people into the demonic realm."
This is how the dead men from Taiping Academy and Cultivation Alliance entered.
The problem is that Shattered Void is too ostentatious.
There is a big hole in the sky. You can see it clearly when you look up. It is equivalent to telling the Demon Realm that we are here.
Li Pan spoke with a calm expression: "None of the Taiping Academy disciples who were sent to the Demon Realm survived."
With this opening, the expressions of the elders who still remembered the battle a hundred years ago changed slightly.
However, excluding Shattered Void, what else can they do?
Ma Huaizhen thought for a long time, and everyone thought for a long time.
The end result is - nothing.
Except for Shattering the Void, there is no way to quickly enter the Demon Realm and launch a surprise attack with minimal casualties.
After a moment of silence, the elders of other sects asked: "Do we still have monks who can break the void now?"
At this moment, Zhou Yan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "If all the fellow sword cultivators can cooperate with me, I can give it a try."
The man's white hair fell down, and his eyebrows seemed to be stained with a layer of frost.
The Kunshan Sword Immortal spoke. At this moment, others suddenly realized that Zhou Yan was once the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.
Qiao Wan and Li Pan glanced sideways at the same time.
Li Pan's lips moved but he said nothing expressionlessly.
In Shattered Void, there are generally not many people teleporting. After all, it requires spiritual power to maintain the space-time rift. The more people teleported, the more unstable time and space will be. This means that the number of people who go this time will be reduced again. , when choosing personnel, you should be cautious and cautious again and again.
The meeting lasted until midnight. Ma Huaizhen spoke in a deep voice and read word by word. The other monks wrote word by word on the jade slips, and initially drafted a "Recruitment of Dead Soldiers".
[The decisive battle is imminent. If you are willing to go to the Demon Realm in person for the sake of the common people, you can go to the 28th Battalion to register]
A simple sentence that takes into account everyone’s different cultural levels and is very simple and neat.
The drafted recruitment message was sent to everyone present on their jade slips for people to take a look at.
Qiao Wan held the jade slip tightly and was stunned. Fang Lingqing had already stood up. The young man put down the jade slip in his hand and raised his eyes to face Ma Huaizhen and everyone's gaze.
"I'll go."
Not only Fang Lingqing, but Xiao Boyang, Yu Xingzhi, Wang Ruyi and others around him almost all stood up.
Everyone knew in their hearts that they took the initiative to invite him to the Demon Realm, not only for Qiao Wan, but also for this precious friendship, and for themselves.
The disciples of this younger generation have finally grown up. They have been tempered by the flames of war and have grown stronger, braver and unyielding.
Gleaming and shining in the cold snowy night.
Looking at the row of young and girls in front of him who were still full of enthusiasm, Ma Huaizhen raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a smile: "You think you can go just by signing up. Wait, we have to test your skills." Ability."
When his eyes fell on Qi Feidao, he directly refused.
"Qi Feidao, you can't go, I need you to do another thing with your disciples."
Qi Feidao smiled bitterly: "Master, is this junior not capable enough?"
Ma Huaizhen: "It's not that you are not capable enough." He turned around and looked at Qiao Wan, "Qiao Wan, tell us clearly and completely what you said about holographic training. ”
The elders in the photo ball looked astonished. The little girl in pink had really shocked them with her cultivation in the divine transformation stage, but that didn't mean that Ma Huaizhen relied on her so much? ?
Caught off guard and being called upon again, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, stood up slowly, and recounted the idea of holographic training before with a solemn expression.
The surroundings fell into silence again, except for the sound of the crackling fire.
Holographic military training, relying on numerical training to "model" is such a bold and tempting idea.
After Qiao Wan finished her remarks, the elders of various sects all over the world fell into deep thought.
Ma Huaizhen then looked at Qi Fei again and said, "This is what you should do." After saying that, he ordered the monks on both sides to write down new precautions on the jade slips.
For monks who go to the Demon Realm, their cultivation and skills must have the possibility to prevent the seal from being unsealed. If they cannot prevent the Demon Realm from being unsealed, they must be confident that they can withstand a move in front of Emperor Shiyuan. If they cannot block it, You can't escape even if you live, you must be prepared to die and try your best to send the information to the cultivation alliance on the other side.
Shi Yuan Emperor has been sealed for hundreds of years. No one knows whether Shi Yuan Emperor's skills have improved during these hundreds of years.
Every second of contact with him will be precious information that determines life and death in the world of cultivation. The more you master the Emperor Shiyuan, the greater your chance of winning for the Cultivation Alliance.
If you can't run away, you must use your own life to pass this information to the world's number cultivators and magic cultivators to build a "model" for Emperor Shiyuan.
After a while, almost all the elders of various sects who had just contacted the reinforcements received replies.
Just getting a reply is really not that wonderful.
Almost always a one-sided polite rejection.
Under the attention of everyone, the iron-blooded leader of the Hall of Emergence continued without hesitation: "Keep asking, coercion and inducement, no matter what method is used, a group of people must be recruited."
This actually means that after the news of the complete defeat of the Northern Territory spread to various sects, the current cultivation alliance has actually existed in name only and is in danger.
Right now, they have no one available.
After a while, Gongsun Bingzi held the jade slip tightly, raised his eyes, and seemed to be slightly relieved.
"Ao Shi agreed, and Ao Yi promised to send troops, but he... has requirements."
Ma Huaizhen's expression became a little more relaxed: "It's okay to ask for anything, try to satisfy him."
But this ease is fleeting and is almost invisible if you don’t look carefully.
To return the monks who were sent to the Demon Realm intact, they had to rely on the help of the Dragon Clan. Even if he knew that the eldest brother from Gannan had his own plans, Ma Huaizhen could only hold off for the time being.
It suddenly occurred to me that the mirage had never been returned to Qiao Wan.
Everyone continued to discuss for a while, and today's meeting was finally over.
Qiao Wan followed Ma Huaizhen and the others out of the camp, but was immediately shocked by the scene before her.
Not only were they shocked, but Ma Huaizhen was also shocked.
Countless torches gathered outside the ice field, and countless monks in ragged clothes were standing outside the camp waiting. Although they were dressed in shabby clothes, their expressions were very solemn.
They didn’t know where they got the news from, or they might have predicted it.
Qiao Wan's eyes glanced over one by one, the ones in Kunshan, the Yunyan Fairy Mansion, the Cen family, the Lu family, the rest of the Xiao family, Dabei Cliff, Qingyang Academy, Chongde Ancient Garden, Fanxin Temple, Taixuan Temple, Chaotian Ridge, Zhanyun Peak... countless familiar or unfamiliar sect disciples all gathered outside the camp.
The night wind made their faces turn pale, snowflakes fell on their shoulders, accumulating a thick layer, and their eyelashes were even white with frost.
Countless torches are like meandering rivers on the ice sheet, twisting and turning. Looking forward, it seems like a gathering of stars, dotted with stars, shining brightly.
The elders of all the sects present were stunned and looked at their beloved disciple/nephew/disciple who looked familiar: "Yan Yang? You?
"Feng Shu?"
"Why are you here?"
The young monks at the front smiled sheepishly and turned their attention to Ma Huaizhen.
Suddenly he knelt down straight! ! !
In the middle of the night in the north, the chill is bone-chilling. Even if a monk is kneeling on the ground, there is a permeating chill that goes straight into the hollows of his legs.
As the galaxy at the front moved, the winding and stretching galaxy at the back also began to flow.
This long, winding, and magnificent galaxy knelt down one after another.
"Kunshan disciple Yan Yang, requests to fight."
"Qin Fengshu, a disciple of Yunyan Immortal Mansion, requests to fight!!"
"Disciple of Chongde Ancient Garden, Xie Hongdan, requests to fight!"
"The disciple is proficient in the techniques of the space system."
"Disciple is proficient in formations!"
"The disciple is a sword cultivator!!"
The rising and falling voices echoed in the cold night.
A group of young monks, whose faces were red from the cold and whose fingers and toes were chapped, showed sincere expressions.
Even though they knew that there was a narrow chance of death if they went to the Demon Realm, they still spontaneously gathered in front of the tent in this cold long night and waited until now.
In an instant, Ma Huaizhen was stunned. Looking forward, the surrounding dancing torches were like stars falling to the ground, flowing on the ground, almost burning the ice sheet into a red desert.
Even if he is as iron-blooded as him, his eyes can't help but feel a little sore.
Qiao Wan's eyes were also a little sore. She opened her mouth and looked at the tall, short, fat and thin monks with different appearances under the firelight, and her heart felt sore and swollen.
"Hall Master, I..." Qiao Wan's voice was dry.
This girl, who had never had much expression, had an expression of emotion on her face and her eyes were slightly red.
Ma Huaizhen lowered his gaze and looked at her quietly. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly rejected Qiao Wan's request.
"You can't."
"Qiao Wan, you can't do it, you can't go, you can't go."
"The Evil Blue Eyes Buddha asked you to go to the Demon Realm. Meng Guangze is your biological father. Logically speaking, no one can refuse to go, but you must go."
"But Qiao Wan, have you ever thought about it."
The man's voice was deep and powerful, neither slow nor slow, but it immediately stunned Qiao Wan.
Ma Huaizhen said: "It's better to say that we didn't save Meng Guangze. If we did, you will definitely bring him back."
"There must be demonic soldiers blocking us along the way. Can you guarantee that you will lead Meng Guangze out while being surrounded by these powerful soldiers?"
The man's side face reflected the dancing firelight, and the ice field suddenly fell into silence.
"You can't break out, and you can't let Meng Guangze fall into the hands of the Demon Realm again. The only way to save Meng Guangze is to take him away from the sealed area and kill him on the spot."
"Qiao Wan, let me ask you, are you able to do this?"
Or rather.
Ma Huaizhen calmly stated another extremely cold yet extremely rational possibility.
"And you? His blood is flowing on you. If either of you is caught, our efforts will be in vain."
"If you can't escape, can you watch your biological father being killed on the spot and then kill yourself with a knife?"
From the beginning to the end, the evil **** of Kunshan World Hall never said that he wanted to rescue Meng Guangze.
Their goal is to destroy the seal, or to take Meng Guangze away when nothing can be done and kill him on the spot, completely eliminating the possibility of Emperor Shiyuan breaking out of the seal.
"Qiao Wan." Ma Huaizhen raised his hand and pressed the girl's shoulder, and said solemnly: "If you can agree, when there is nothing you can do, watch Meng Guangze be killed on the spot, or when you fall into the enemy's net, If you are willing to kill yourself with a knife, I will agree to your request to go to the Demon Realm."
This is too cold-blooded and cruel.
Ma Huaizhen was slightly shaken.
But we must make it clear to Qiao Wan.