Chapter 699 Building momentum
A hundred miles near the Redwood Ridge, in an unnamed wild valley. Two middle-aged monks are sitting opposite each other to taste tea.
"Brother Zhang Dao, have you heard about it? Hong Zhenwu, the owner of Qinghe Island in the South China Sea, went to the Ningbi Cliff of Emei Mountain and said to Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming. He hoped to start three sword fights in advance and expand the scope, allowing him to participate in the battle against his sworn enemy, Li Shao, the brother of Li Cheng, the owner of the snow
"Song such a big thing involves the world. In the past few days, it has been rumored to be crazy again. How can I not know? This Hong Zhenwu is easy to calculate! Make an appointment to fight on those three sword fights. Even if you fail, the possibility of death is not high, and once you win, you will be famous!" The monk surnamed Zhang seemed to be worried that his news would lag behind, and he was despised by his Taoist friend, that is, time, and then he went back.
"Isn't it? This Hong Zhenwu's cultivation is not high, but there are a lot of scheming!" When the monk who spoke first heard this, he said, "But Brother Zhang Dao, what you said is not the point. According to my news, the reason why Hong Zhenwu is like this is that he has sought revenge many times before and was stopped by Li Shao's brother Li Cheng. He has been seriously damaged. If not, he also has some means to suppress the bottom of It has long been destroyed by the Li brothers.
He did this just to fight with the second brother of the Li family, so that the boss of the Li family could not help.
As soon as the monk surnamed Zhang heard this, he understood that his family could not compete with his friend on the news. At that time, he began to find another way to show his extraordinaryness and not weaken his own momentum.
"The Li brothers are stupid. They know it's not good for them, and they will participate in those three sword fights?"
"They don't participate in more rape. In this way, the second brother of the Li family has had a reputation in the monastic world for hundreds of years, even if it is directly destroyed. After all, it is impossible for such a daredder person to get the respect of others! Although the Li brothers did not officially open a school, in fact, it was also regarded as a small sect, and their reputation was ruined, and the inheritance of their small sect was over.
So, this time, the Li brothers don't want to fight, and they can't do it!"
"That person will go up together. Is it true that he will suffer a loss? The previous two sword fights did not exclude foreign aid, and this time, it should be no exception. The two brothers have always been Jiao Boli Meng, Meng Boli Jiao, and they fight against the enemy together. Although they will definitely be a little despised, as long as the result is successful, everything will be easy to say. After all, people always remember that they will only be winners!" The monk surnamed Zhang said again.
"It makes sense for you to say this. It depends on whether the Li brothers can take off their own skin and throw it aside first. If you can, naturally everything is easy to say; if you can't, then the second brother of the Li family will take a lot of risks.
However, in this way, this fight is obviously even better.
The two of us have nothing to do, but we can join in the fun and have a look!"
"Your old habit of joining in the fun has been committed again. Have you suffered less before?" Hearing the last sentence of his good friend, the monk surnamed Zhang couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "In addition, there is no such eight characters yet!" Then Hong Zhenwu just told the Emei faction. Can the Emei faction agree, or do they say it?
At this point, the monk surnamed Zhang paused a little, and then continued, "Even so, the Emei faction agreed. However, these three sword fights are not what the Emei family can say. At the very least, we need to add the two emerging factions, Tongtian League and Demon Sect.
If no two families nodded and agreed, then I'm afraid that this three-time sword fight can only be the one-man show of the Emei family. Well, I think the Emei School will definitely not agree. After all, the Emei School is the largest school in the world that has been passed down for thousands of years. They can't afford to lose this face.
"Brother Zhang Dao, what you said is a little biased. What are we doing now?"
"What are you doing?" The monk surnamed Zhang suddenly heard such a question, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He blurted out without thinking through his brain.
"Naturally, it is spreading and creating momentum. We are still spontaneous. It can be imagined that if the Emei faction secretly pushes the flames, how powerful it will be. Under such a huge momentum, the probability that Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, and Zheng Yin, the master of the demon religion, did not agree is very small.
At this point, the monk who likes to join in the fun deliberately paused and lowered his voice and said, "I also heard that both Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, and Zheng Yin, the master of the demon sect, were very angry, but there was nothing they could do. Now, both of them are having a headache?"
Although the monk surnamed Zhang made a very serious and convinced look on his face, he did not believe it in his heart. Because of this kind of "pseudo" news, he has heard too much.
"Then how about we make a bet?" The monk surnamed Zhang said.
"What's the way to gamble?" At that time, the bag was interested and asked in a hurry.
"It's very simple. Let's test our own half!" The monk surnamed Zhang was not wordy and said directly, "If your judgment is correct, and Tongtian League and the Demon Sect should have three sword fights in advance, then I will accompany you to watch it and satisfy your yearning in your heart."
Hearing this, the monk inquired, and when he was, he nodded impatiently in agreement. However, the monk surnamed Zhang did not reply to this, but said again after a little pause, "However, if your judgment is wrong, these three sword fights will still be held as promised, and there is no change at all, then you don't go anywhere and stay with me to repair it!"
"Good, that's it. Don't go back on your word!" I was really afraid that the cooked duck would fly, so I was impatient again.
When the monk surnamed Zhang nodded his head firmly at her, he laughed and said, "Brother Zhang Dao, this time, you have lost. According to my observation, the Emei faction is determined to promote this matter, so this kind of action must not be only Such a scene. Next, it must be like a tide, more and more, so that Zhong Yuan, the master of the heavenly alliance, and Zheng Yin, the blood god of the demon sect, began to doubt whether this disturbance was provoked by the Emei faction.
At that time, Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, and Zheng Yin, the blood god, the master of the demon religion, will definitely not be able to resist it, and finally respond.
"Ha ha, Taoist friend, don't talk so much first. This world can never be settled until the last moment. There are also many monks who turn the tables or find another way.
So, what the result is? You have to wait for the result to come out before you can cover the coffin!" The monk surnamed Zhang, although he has been a little moved by his good friend. However, at this time, it is natural that you can't change your words. After all, in this way, it seems that I am too in ability.
Although they have been friends for more than a hundred years, they have long forged a deep friendship with each other. However, he still cares very much about this kind of face problem.
"Alas, Li Daoyou, you have heard that today, three other small factions to the Emei faction, want the three sword fights to be held in advance, and their own family will also participate in it."
"This nature, now, has already passed a hundred companies. It seems that these three sword fights must be made in advance!"
"This is not necessarily the only one. The monks in the world are not all that kind of fools. In the current situation, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that this sudden storm of sword fighting three times in advance was planned by the Emei School. After all, these people, without exception, are the subordinate leaders of the Emei faction. The Emei faction worked so hard that there was naturally a lot of tricks in it.
Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, and Zheng Yin, the blood god of the demon religion, are both human spirits. This kind of thing can't be seen. If they really hold back their strength, they just don't agree. This time, the Emei School can only stand up and sing a one-man show!"
"I think the possibility of this situation is not very high. First, the Emei faction has always planned and moved later, and will certainly not pin all its hopes on this storm, so there must be other ways to assist.
Second, I'm afraid the Tongtian League and the Demon Sect can't afford to lose that face. After all, they are a newly rising sect. Although their reputation is strong, their foundation is not stable and solid.
Three, we can also see clearly the situation of the Tongtian League and the Demon Sect today. The two families are obviously allies. If the two families are united and have a party with Emei, it is really hard to say who will kill the deer. If they can't keep it, they will know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer tigers. They want to take this opportunity to consolidate their dominance again.
After all, this sword fight is different from the previous two, and the casualties will be extremely small. Even if you lose, you will not lose much to your own fundamental strength. In such a situation, it is completely worth fighting. After all, if you fight, it is completely possible to give your home a brighter prospect: and if you lose, there will be no loss.
"That's true.
In fact, I also hope that these three sword fights can be held in advance. If it's done, I also want to take this opportunity to get something back from one of my friends!" When he said this, a trace of feroness suddenly appeared on the monk's face.
......(To be continued)