Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke first.
Even Cao Zhengchun, who had always fawned over Earth Immortals, didn't dare to speak up.
Until Emperor Ming pointed out his name and asked him to speak.
"Uncle, what do you think?"
Zhu Budian had already prepared a script in his mind and said with a solemn expression.
"Your Majesty, the celestial beings are still below the nine heavens, but the land immortals are on par with the heavens.”
"They are unfathomable and have the power to destroy the world.”
"One person can rival a country."
"No matter how many soldiers we have, it's useless in front of them.”
"He is a person who truly stands at the peak of the human world. We must not underestimate him.”
"Otherwise, Great Ming will encounter an unprecedented crisis.”
"The hero Chuan Ying is a perfect example.”
"In my opinion, we might as well hang Mr. Lu from the Sky Cliff high up.”
"Mr. Lu is an unworldly expert, so the Motian Cliff is naturally an unworldly place.”
"Before it threatens Great Ming's safety, it's better to stay still.”
"We'll wait and see while we make preparations.”
"At the same time, send people to contact Mr. Lu. Even if we can't befriend him, we definitely can't offend him.”
On the dragon throne, Emperor Ming nodded in agreement, but his expression was still serious.
The threat of the Land Immortal was too great.
It was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his chest, making him anxious.
Once it erupted, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Cao Zhengchun suddenly said.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Lu has been staying at Motian Cliff all day and has never gone out. Everyone knows this. As long as we know our limits, we won't incur his disgust.”
"Even if a land immortal who roams the world has a righteous heart, he is still a member of the martial arts world. We have to be wary of him.”
"This servant has a suggestion. We can announce to the world that Great Hero Chuan Ying is the Great Perfected Protector of the country and reward him for his achievements a hundred years ago.”
"In this way, even if we can't be on good terms, we can still leave a good impression.”
"Reduce the danger to the minimum."
Emperor Ming's eyes lit up as he began to think about what he could do.
………
The Great Tang.
Taiji Palace.
Li Shi Min was worried.
"Dear ministers, how should the Great Tang respond to the matter of the Land Immortals?”
The officials lowered their heads in deep thought.
Zhangsun Wuji took the lead and said.
"Your Majesty, immortal might is unfathomable.”
"To the Land Immortals, it is best to be on good terms.”
"The location of the Motian Cliff is special and doesn't belong to any dynasty. Mr. Lu also stays on the mountain all year round. Other than the monthly evaluation, he won't easily reveal himself in front of others.”
"The outside world is peaceful and untainted by worldly affairs.”
"As long as Mr. Lu doesn't move, we won't move.”
"As for the other land immortals who are wandering in the world, we will gradually know as the Supreme True Immortal Ranking reviews them.”
"When the curtains are drawn, we can remain unchanged and deal with all changes.”
"It's best to be on good terms and attack the heart.”
At the same time, the Great Zhou and Great Song tacitly adopted the same attitude as the Great Ming and Great Tang toward the Land Immortals.
Even though Great Qin was domineering and domineering, it did not want to provoke the Land Gods for no reason and create trouble for itself, so it tacitly adopted a similar attitude.
As for the Great Han Dynasty, the decline of the royal family and the loss of control of the martial world could be ignored.
Only the Mengyuan Empire's reaction was particularly interesting.
Even though they adopted the same attitude as the other empires and believed that it was better to stay quiet than to move, there was still an uneasy atmosphere in the entire empire.
Dadu.
The Primitive Emperor and the officials were uneasy.
"Everyone, what do you think of Chuan Ying?”
The Primitive Emperor felt uneasy.
In the battle a hundred years ago, Chuan Ying had killed 100,000 cavalrymen with a single strike.
It left a deep impression on Meng Yuan.
It was still a taboo in the royal family and would not be mentioned easily.
Because of him, the former Primitive Emperor often had nightmares and was often terrified.
"Your Majesty, ordinary people can't fight against Land Immortals.”
"We are mortals, so how can we fight against immortals? That Chuan Ying is, after all, a member of the martial world.”
"I heard that Mr. Lu of the Sky Cliffs once said that the Lord of the Devil's Doctrine can become a land immortal at any time.”
"With the help of the other two Holy Lands, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with Chuan Ying.”
"Even if we can't stop him, we should be able to fight to a draw.”
"This matter should be left to the three Holy Lands.”
"If the eagle doesn't move, we will not move.
Once he enters Mengyuan, we can take advantage of the time when the experts of the Holy Land are holding him back to send a million cavalry south to surround Wei and save Zhao. We can force Chuanying to swear an oath not to step into Mengyuan.”
The Primitive Emperor continued.
"How should we deal with Motian Cliff?”
"Your Majesty, there are land immortals guarding the Motian Cliff. Mr. Lu is also mysterious and unpredictable.
Since that was the case, it would be better for him to maintain his current special status. Even if he could not be on good terms with him, he could not easily offend him.”
"This is the only way!"
The Primitive Emperor sighed with a bitter expression.
Looking at the setting sun, he had a strong premonition.
Meng Yuan would be troublesome from now on.
………
Due to the appearance of the Supreme True Immortal Ranking, the various empires had prepared for the worst and made various arrangements.
He even strengthened his control over the martial world.
Toward Motian Cliff, they tacitly agreed that it was a place beyond the mortal world, above the mortal world.
Mind your own business.
The martial world was also in turmoil, and the reactions of the various large factions were different.
Great Tang, Mercy Boathouse.
After reading the letter, Fan Qinghui's heart finally relaxed.
"With the heroic hero Chuan Ying around, at least the world will not be in danger of being overturned.”
"As long as the great demons on the Supreme True Demon Ranking don't appear, what's there to fear about the other evil demons and heretics!”
However, Fan Qinghui felt a sense of urgency when she thought about how the Merciful Boathouse, as the leader of the orthodox sects in Tang, did not even have a Celestial Being.
As the master of Kind Boathouse, she could feel that the future of Jianghu was bound to be turbulent.
As hidden experts entered the rankings one after another, a great era would be ushered in.
If he couldn't seize the opportunity to ride the wind.
Cihang Jingzhai would only be left further and further behind.
Falling from a high place, he became a mere bystander in the end, losing his luster.
She would never allow this to happen.
"Men, I want to enter seclusion."
"I won't come out of seclusion until I'm half a deva.”
………
Great Song, Shaolin Temple.
Abbot Xuan Ci said with compassion.
"Amitabha."
"With the news that Almsgiver Lu is a land immortal spreading throughout the world, Yue Danping is even more unstoppable.”
"This is both a good and a bad thing.”
"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other."
"I hope that Shaolin will be safe and sound in the coming Great Era.”
The other Grandmasters consoled.
"Amitabha."
"Our Shaolin Monastery has a thousand years of heritage and a deep foundation.”
"If the Great Era comes, I will ride the wind and waves and soar straight up. Quiet is to live in peace, the world's pure land.”
"Senior apprentice-brother abbot, don't worry too much.”
"However, it is indeed time for the monks in the temple to increase their cultivation.”
Quan Zhen Sect.
Purple Cloud Palace.
At this moment, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect gathered together.
"I didn't expect Master to not die. Instead, he has been in seclusion for more than twenty years and has focused on cultivation.”
"Since Master is still alive, I'll see who dares to look down on our Quan Zhen Sect in the future.”
"Now that the news of the Lunar New Year Review has spread like wildfire, Celestials and Earth Celestials have appeared one after another. We have to make plans as soon as possible.
The most important thing now was to find his master as soon as possible and ask him to take charge of the sect while all other matters were temporarily put aside.
If he was here, we would be able to put down half of the burden on our shoulders.”
"Dugu Qiubai said that he would go to the Demon Palace and fight Meng Chixing.
With Master's personality, if he knew about this, he would definitely not stand by and do nothing.
When the time comes, we can go there and give it a try.
Even if he failed, he could still contribute to the Chinese server's martial arts world.”
………
At this moment, in an ordinary town.
A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and unkempt appearance was forging iron. When he heard the discussions of the Jianghu people, his ears twitched.
After a long time, he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with memories.
"Hero Chuan Ying, I haven't heard anyone call me that for more than a hundred years.”
"Even I have almost forgotten this name.”
"I've been a blacksmith for more than a hundred years, and I've lived in seclusion for more than a hundred years. I didn't expect that someone would still remember me.”
"Mr. Lu of the Motian Cliff not only has the ability to divine divination, but he is also a true land immortal.”
"Interesting."
"After hiding for so many years, it's time to go out and take a walk.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The man turned around and returned to his room.
Soon, the oldest blacksmith shop in the town closed.
A middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance carried a rusty saber on his back. He was dressed in gray cloth clothes as he walked out of the town against the sandstorm.
………
Meng Yuan.
Snowy Mountain.
One temple after another stood in the forest, chanting scriptures and the sound of wooden fish constantly.
Colorful clouds floated in the sky, and the sky was blue.
The grass in the mountains grew long and the birds flew, full of vitality.
The mountains were covered in snow, and the mountain springs were clear.
It was filled with the peaceful Zen of Buddhism.
This place was the Buddhist Sect, one of the three great holy lands of Mengyuan.
In a meditation room.
Eagle Fate put his palms together, looking solemn.
His entire body was filled with a dense Buddhist intent, like a living Buddha, making people unable to help but worship him.
"Amitabha."
"Father, the Supreme True Immortal Ranking has appeared. I wonder if you'll return to the martial world after you're listed on it.”
"This old monk is looking forward to meeting you.”
………
The Great Ming Jianghu.
Devil Master Palace.
Pang Ban, who was dressed in black and looked like a demon god, casually turned the letter into ashes.
A meaningful smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Master."
"A hundred years of silence, a hundred years of accumulation.”
"You should make up your mind to take the final step after this exposure.”
Thinking of what had happened at the Elegance Pavilion, Pang Ban suddenly snorted coldly.
"You're just a bunch of ants, and you want to deal with Master?”
"You overestimate yourself."
"Men, quickly investigate the background of Mr. Lu on the Sky Cliffs.”
………
At the top of Motian Cliff, in Daoask Palace.
The disturbances in the outside world had nothing to do with this place. The wind blew past, and the parasol tree leaves rustled. It was a peaceful time.
Just as the various empires thought, this was a place beyond the world.
Lu An was not in a hurry to draw the lottery. Instead, after enjoying a few days of rare life, he returned to his room and communicated with the system on an auspicious day with a full moon in the sky.
" System, begin the lottery draw!"
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