"Using wind media as the point and formation as the line, push the eyeliner to the border of Nanji, alternating day and night without interruption. No matter which direction the elite of the Evil Palace approaches, it is impossible to quietly."

Tang Feng, the director of Lanshan City Feng Media, stood in front of the sand table and inserted the green and red chess pieces in his hand all over the junction of the south and the west.

The red flag represents the wind media, and each side represents a team, namely ten teams, a total of fifty people.

The small blue flag represents a formation that senses spiritual power. Each advanced formation can sense high-quality spiritual power fluctuations within a radius of ten miles.

In ancient times, this formation was used to warn ferocious beasts. After some improvements from the Tang Secret Art Pavilion, its main function is to detect the number of powerful people in the fierce realm in the area. However, the formation is a dead object after all, and it cannot identify some particularly skilled breath-catching techniques.

Fortunately, based on the experience of the two sides' fighting, the Evil Palace does not seem to be particularly good at breath-catching techniques, so this formation is still useful.

But such a large investment at one time still made the Feng Media in the Seven Cities hesitate. After all, a base of a formation means the investment of tens of millions of materials. Looking at the dense blue flags on the border of the South and the West, even as a senior member of the Tang family, he dared not make a decision easily.

Finally, he turned his eyes to the patriarch Tang Zhi, who was staring at the sand table and pondering.

Feeling the hot gazes of everyone, Tang Zhi raised his head, exchanged a look with the sixth elder Tang Gaomin, who was in charge of money and resources, and gently patted the sand table: "As Director Tang Feng said, don't take into account resource investment, and complete the arrangement in the shortest time."

Tang Feng seemed a little excited when he heard that his arrangement was passed.

As the director of Feng Media intelligence specializing in Feng Media, he always believes that Feng Media can do more than just retreat behind the combat troops after hearing the basic intelligence of the opponent.

Especially after the Eighteen Divine Feathers Raided Beishan, he saw from Tang Luo that the Feng Medium had a broader possibility.

This dot formation is what he designed for the wind media to further participate in the war. Now that Tang Zhi has made the decision to pass, he feels satisfied with the realization of his ideal.

When he sat back on the seat, although Tang Feng was still in the meeting hall, his thoughts had already flown to the front line of Nanji and began to think about how to maximize the role of the wind medium.

"Report to the patriarch, there is a secret letter from the Beimji family here, and you need to send it in person."

After the submerged city of Zhangtong, Fuling City became the first city bordering the Lingjiang River and Longjiang River.

It is also the pass waterway from the Longxi Alliance to the inland of Longzhou. Usually, most of the foreign letters are sent to Fuling City.

The person who stood up to speak was Tang Ji, the director of the Feng Media in Fuling City.

Tang Zhi took the secret letter from the Beimian Ji family and finished reading it with a calm expression.

Then carefully fold it and put it back into the envelope, ignite the spirit fire and burn it into ashes.

After confirming that the envelope of the letter was completely destroyed, he turned his head and said to all the wind media leaders: "Beijing's letter is to notify us that the Longxi Alliance will face this time, I'm afraid it's more than the evil palace."

"Cao Daochen, the Daozi of the Beast Control Sect, left the pass in October and went to Zhongzhou. In a month, he visited more than ten large and small sects, including the Medicine God Sect, Jinghong Hall, Tianlei God Sect, Renwang Temple, and the Wuku Nirvana Heart Sutra."

The news made everyone in the Convention Hall tremble. They knew exactly what the strong men in the Evil Palace were.

Except for the top players in the Longxi League, you must at least two-on-one or even three-on-one to gain an advantage in the same level.

The ranking of the evil king palace in Longzhou is even lower than that of Yulinzhai and Wuji Mansion.

If more than a dozen strong men from large and small sects in Zhongzhou were persuaded by the Holy Son of the Beast Control Sect, the originally expected ending of the war would be really confusing.

Thoughts fluctuated, and the faces of the seven directors of the wind media became ugly.

The patriarch Tang Zhi was also pondering, but what he was thinking about was not the direct ups and downs of force.

After all, Cao Daochen is just the sage son of the Beast Control Sect. He is not old enough to have power, and his influence is limited to the original Beast Control Sect.

Although the Longxi Alliance seems to have just risen and its foundation is unstable, it has the name of benevolence and righteousness in the far-flung continent, and the identity of the Xu relative of the house of Tang Sen. With these two halos, it will make the self-proclaimed sects have some concerns.

If Cao Daochen had to go all over the sect to invite people to help his second brother out of the perspective of venting his anger, he would not only have limited results, but also have a inferior one.

Only by one can you see these things, but how could Cao Daochen, as the saint of the Beast Control Sect, not see them?

If he thinks like this, it would be terrible that he could visit the sect so without any scruples.

"Director Feng, how are the umbrella being prepared?"

Tang Zhi suddenly asked Tang Feng like this.

Tang Feng, who was suddenly named, was shocked all over. He looked up at the solemnity in Tang Zhi's eyes, stood up quickly, nodded and said, "Everything is ready, you can disperse at any time."

"Um."

Tang Zhi nodded and said, "First disperse the umbrella to the seven cities of Lingjiang River."

"Seven cities in Lingjiang?"

Tang Feng was shocked and asked back with a loss of composure. He immediately realized his loss of composure and said repeatedly: "Yes, I understand!"

After saying that, he hurriedly left the meeting hall. The umbrella plan launched in advance shocked Tang Feng and his steps became a little in a hurry.

Tang Zhi, who was still calm in his face, watched Tang Feng leave and turned to the remaining six city directors.

"The war is imminent, and the strong men of the Evil Palace will arrive soon. The members of the Fengmen of each city informed the members of the Longxi Alliance to organize the younger female relatives in the clan and escort them from the martial arts hall to a safe place."

"This is the most important task before the war, so I'll ask you."

...

For the Longxi League, which is full of confidence, they really don't think there is anything to worry about against the Evil Palace.

Since the last time, the Evil Palace was able to be peaceful under the leadership of the first martial arts hall and the Grandmaster of the Stealing Fire, what could be the difference this time?

Although it seems that the Evil Palace is angry, if it is useful, why do you need strength?

So even though the senior leaders of the Tang clan were very nervous, the group of members who were ignorant of importance and the people who were blindly worshipping were extremely confident.

There was no need to fight before the war, and I should drink and eat, but there were a lot of idle men in the restaurant, starting to give advice, and it was very serious.

"All legends have a time to decline. After the fall of the Immortal Evil King, they went downhill. It was unlucky for them to encounter the Dragon Western Alliance that was at its peak."

"Brother Tai said this too much. After all, it is an ancient sect. Even if there is no human king, it still has its foundation."

"Bah, what is the foundation? Who doesn't know now that the strongest person in Longzhou is our fire-threat master in the Longxi Alliance. Not to mention that one horse can be a thousand, it's okay to fight a hundred. There is also the head of the seven cities, which one cannot compare to the master? Why should the Evil Palace declare war?"

"Brother, fighting for martial arts is not a simple pair..."

"Well? You are a bad-hearted alliance. Could it be a spy sent by the Evil Palace??"

"No, I am an indigenous person of Lanshan City..."

Such a debate that seems to be unaware of it was staged in various taverns in the seven cities of Lingjiang, and the result was.

Even the most honest and decent residents knew the news that the war was about to begin, and then they were infected by the inexplicable confidence of the tavern's idle man, feeling that the evil palace was nothing but Err, and continued their simple life.

This is how the people are. It is so simple that it makes people feel distressed. As long as you dare to cheat, they dare to believe it.

But there are always people full of rationality. They really can't believe that the evil palace, which is known as a gang of masters, will really have no choice but to use the Longxi Alliance, which has only one master.

But in this environment where everyone is blindly and enthusiastic, these doubts and uneasiness can only be discussed with the people closest to you, and most of the time, they will subconsciously avoid the worst result.

What would happen to them if the Longxi League was defeated?

...

The Buddha Kingdom in Zhongzhou

Cao Daochen, who had completed his last visit, drove the Yinglong battle chariot to the direction of Longgu back to the city.

Cao Changqing and Cao Ziqi, who were visiting each other, were full of fatigue and confusion on their faces.

If they didn't know what they were going to do at the beginning, then after listening to Cao Daochen's explanation along the way, they also understood roughly.

But what they couldn't understand was why the eldest brother Cao Daochen never mentioned the great sins committed by the Longxi Alliance when he visited those sects.

"Brother, I don't understand."

As soon as he left the territory of the Buddha Kingdom, Cao Changqing asked directly: "Just relying on the evil things done by the Longxi Alliance, as long as you climb high and call them, they will be beaten by everyone. Why did you only mention them in a vague way after this visit, but don't say it directly?"

"Yes, brother, since you have all come to Zhongzhou, why not visit the God Court?"

Cao Ziqi also spoke at the right time: "Tang Luo used the Hunyuan Sword Order to break An Yushu's Dharma body. Even if other gods are too lazy to take action, this person will definitely send someone to help the boxing."

Cao Daochen, who looked at the sea of ​​clouds ahead, said quietly: "When the pile comes out of the shore, the current will rush; when the movement is higher than the people, the public will refute it. When climbing a high place, it will be a sensation, but have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"The consequences, what are the consequences of attacking an evil family?"

Cao Changqing curled his lips and was a little disdainful of Cao Daochen's caution: "Brother is just too careful. In the name of the Holy Son of the Beast Control Sect, he exposed the hypocritical family that deceived the world and robbed the world, and led to the world's attack on the Tang Dynasty. The great trend completely destroyed the traitors. What a good story."

Shaking his head, Cao Daochen chuckled and said, "The first lesson of power and strategy is to learn how to protect yourself. The general trend of waves that raise your arms is just a small splash of water rolled up by a stream in the eyes of the Xu family in Yuanzhou. It seems to be a glorious when climbing a high place, but are you really ready to face the revenge of the future human king and even the holy king?"

"Big... what are you talking about? Isn't it just destroying the Longxi Alliance? Do they dare to take revenge?"

Cao Changqing was stunned and dared not believe it.

"The more you have the advantage, the more you need to maintain a clear and rational mind."

Cao Daochen said lightly: "Xu Changfeng used the divine sword that only once in his life to invite Tang Sen's nameplate into the ancestral hall. You don't think it's just because of your love for your sister?"

"Will Xu dare to shelter the criminals?"

Cao Changqing was furious: "As the Holy Land Tianzong, does Xu, who is as good as a dragon, even want his face?"

"Isn't such a big Dragon West Alliance enough to atone for sins?"

Cao Daochen smiled: "There are so many Tianzong in Xihe Holy Land, and no one can tell the truth. If you really want to dig the bottom of the matter and distinguish between black and white, no one will look good. Xu Changfeng is very smart. He only sent the nameplate of Tang Sen's lineage to the ancestral hall. Even if the matter of the Longxi Alliance is really exposed, they will only protect a few relatives, and no one will say anything."

Cao Changqing suddenly felt relieved. The three brothers tried their best to gather this trend. Is Taotao going to crush the Longxi Alliance? It was to cut off Tang Luo's future and let this guy with the appearance of a saint king roll down from his head.

But now I heard that it was said that it showed Tang's sin, and this person would still be taken away by Xu, which made people very distressed.

But it’s not too much to think about it. Tang Luo is only a few years old. Whether it’s the crime of the big ship crying or the diverting of the flood, it has nothing to do with him. How much criticism can Xu come to protect them?

To put it another way, who dares to face the faces of Tianfeng Sword Saint and Changfeng Sword Saint, and must Tang Luo pay his life?
To be continued...