readx; genius remembered the website address of this website for 3 seconds. She sat alone in a tent and suddenly became interested in her name, including His Royal Highness, Princess, Princess, and Queen... Her most familiar name is "Your Highness", and she is always the most popular "Your Highness", just like she once had the title of "Princess" in Xijieguo. Among a group of royal members, if the word "Your Highness" suddenly sounds without any prefix, ten is calling her.

Xin Youxun, her real name, has become a strange mysterious symbol, almost never spoken from anyone, and even her biological parents have never used this name to call her.

"Xin Youxun." She chanted softly, as if this was a spell, but her eyes fell on the statue of the black jade god not far away in front of her.

There are not many statues of the black jade gods, and there are only about six or seven in the entire Fuhai City. The one in front of her is very exquisitely carved. It is impossible to do this level with the flexible fingers of the sculptor. It must be helped by magic.

Someone walked into the tent, and Queen Xun knew who it was without looking up. She said: "The ancient god has three faces. I always thought that indiscriminate represents the emperor, mercy represents the queen, and death represents the general."

"There are many explanations about the three statues of gods." Xiao Qingtao walked over and glanced at the statue, not paying much attention to it.

"What is the explanation of Taoism?"

"The Taoist priests do not believe in the existence of ancient gods at all."

"The Taoist priest is the ancient god." Queen Xun raised her head and showed an indescribable smile. "In the eyes of mortals, Taoist priests are gods. We feel deeply about their compassion and indiscrimination to humanity. It was not until the Taoist priests turned and left that we knew the true meaning of death."

Xiao Qingtao looked at Queen Xun calmly. The two were never very close friends and could never talk about anything. She could come in without notice, which had nothing to do with friendship, because Xin Youtao connected the two together, and because she was in charge of an army of monks with tens of thousands of people.

Queen Xun was quite visionary. She used her influence to attract monks from all over the world long before the Taoist throne retired. She started earlier than Hong Futian and was larger in scale, but the monks were used to being casual. The grudges between sects were extremely complicated, and even the great talisman masters were difficult to control them. Xiao Qingtao, who was a Taoist priest, solved this problem.

Nowadays, Xiao Qingtao is only a name that only a very small number of people can call her. General Wan Xiu is her official title, and people usually call her "Shishou".

"Taoist priests are not gods. They are just a group of more powerful humans." Xiao Qingtao said that she was no longer the little girl with a soft voice, family, cousin, Tao Tong, Fangfang, Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin... all the power she could rely on either disappeared or was missing. From the moment she decided to be independent, she was Pei Xiushuai.

"This is one meaning. When a certain power is so strong that we cannot understand it, we call it God. Just like in the eyes of ordinary people, the royal family is also God." Queen Xun stood up. She had already put on a full set of light leather armor, but she was not wearing a helmet. "We also have three faces. I have always refused to admit the death side, but I can't escape it. Daotong turned around and millions of human beings fell into a desperate situation. A mistake in my judgment between the emperor caused more than 500,000 people to die in the demon fire."

Xiao Qingtao didn't say anything. Queen Xun was a strong woman. She could walk out of the abyss. What she needed was not comfort, but just a listener.

"I don't hate the demon clan." Queen Xun's helmet was next to the black jade statue. She didn't move, but picked up the statue. "Because hatred will bring more death. Some people regard war as a career, some as a hobby, and some as a vent, and I just regard it as a means. We must win this battle. After that, Xiushuai, I hope to talk to your cousin, the Holy Mother of Wanzi, any demon clan who is willing to sit down. Those who hold the death should be more merciful."

Xiao Qingtao has never known Queen Xun very much. They are two completely different types of people. They didn’t have the chance to meet each other because of a series of chances. Until this moment, Xiao Qingtao suddenly felt a sense of respect and understood how Xin Youtao’s changes over the years have happened.

"Holy Mother Wanzi and Pei Zihan have clearly rejected my request for joint efforts, but... if this battle can really be won, they will be willing to talk."

"I will definitely win." Queen Xun said firmly, the fatigue and hesitation on her face disappeared, and her five fingers tightened the black jade statue.

The statue shines slightly with a soft light.

"Look, the ancient god is on our side, not because we are humans, but because of the ancient god's mercy. It is the controller of death. It is not allowed too little or too much." Queen Xun smiled and walked out of the tent without wearing a helmet. She stopped at the door, "Do you think Mu Xingqiu will appear?"

Xiao Qingtao knew very well about the statues that were suddenly spread all over the city. She did not object to Xin Youtao's actions, but she did not express her support. When she heard Queen Xun's question, she didn't know how to answer, "Uh... there is no clear news yet."

"Please have hope." Queen Xun smiled again.

Outside the tent, it was just dawn, and all the guards were on their horses and made all preparations. Queen Xun's Qilin died in the imperial capital. She jumped onto the back of a war horse without any help.

Xiao Qingtao also rode a horse. She had two major responsibilities today. One was to command the monk army, and the other was to protect Empress Xun. Xin Youtao commanded the entire army and insisted on not letting her sister go to the front line to charge again.

The road outside was full of old, weak, women and children. All the men who could dance weapons were on the battlefield. Fuhai City had originally reserved a large amount of military funds, and the weapons and armor transported from various cities were not a problem.

The crowd was very quiet, not as excited as when I saw Queen Xun, and my eyes were even a little dull. Queen Xun had seen such eyes. When the imperial capital was destroyed and when the refugees were desperate and had no choice, the only choice was to force themselves not to think about anything, and refused to admit that death was right in front of them, and also refused to accept hope.

This is despair that drowns under the nostrils.

Queen Xun slowed down, controlled the reins with one hand and raised the black jade statue with the other hand. No one looked at or said nothing, and focused all her faith on the statue.

The statue glowed again, and became more and more prosperous, wrapping half of her arms in it.

This is the power of the talisman. Xiao Qingtao knew this clearly. She believed that Queen Xun could not be kept in the dark. The people could guess the truth if they thought about it a little.

But under the current circumstances, the truth is exactly the least important.

More and more people raise the statues in their hands, of different sizes and materials, but their beliefs are the same.

The crowd was still silent, but his eyes were not so dull. Even Xiao Qingtao had to admit that there seemed to be more hope in his heart.

There are a large number of wooden high-rise platforms and stone-tree tools on the position, some of which are as huge as castles. This was built by more than 100,000 people day and night. Even with the help of magic, it is a big miracle.

Queen Xun was sent to a high platform, and Xiao Qingtao went to patrol the nearby monk army. There were many bunkers between the high platform and the stone catapult, and there were a large number of casual cultivators stationed in it. With the help of a large number of magic weapons, they wanted to fight against the magician underground to ensure the safety of Huang Fujun's feet.

The largest army of monks was parked not far from the platform where Queen Xun was located, with a population of 7,000. Neither Hong Futian’s monk team nor Lan Binggui’s monks’ order back then had reached such a scale.

These monks are more like soldiers, wearing uniform talisman armor, not yellow, while the black weapons of the Xuan Fu Army have their own characteristics, including swords, staff, rulers, swords, etc. They are reserve forces and will not immediately enter the battlefield.

Xiao Qingtao still did not fly, but rode a horse and rode past the monks. Everything was arranged, and she was not good at giving speeches. Finally, she shouted "The fire of Tao will not be extinguished."

"The Taoist fire will not be extinguished!" The monks responded in unison. They liked this sentence. Since the Taoist sect has retired, the casual cultivators are the closest group of people to the Taoist fire, and they can even be said to be the successors of the Taoist fire.

"The Dao Fire is not extinguished." Xiao Qingtao shouted three times in a row. She also needed a little faith, which was not available to the ancient statue of God. These four words can be done. She never complained to anyone, including Xin Youtao, but when she decided to accept the method of destruction, she was really heartbroken.

Her desire to become a Taoist priest is stronger than that of most people.

When the sound of "Dao Fire is Not Extinguished" sounded, she felt that she was a Taoist priest again.

Xiao Qingtao returned to the platform and stood beside Queen Xun. Both of them looked at the same person ahead.

There were countless soldiers arranged in more than ten miles ahead, all wearing yellow talisman armor, with only a gray in the middle. It was the talisman master of the Longbin Society. As the commander of the entire army, Xin Youtao stood on a horse in the front row of the talisman master, and the position was higher than that of the others. Hundreds of officers and talisman masters were surrounded by him.

Commanding an army of hundreds of thousands is not easy, and it requires the joint cooperation of professional officers and talisman masters.

The two women on the high platform behind looked at each other and felt warm in their hearts at the same time. It was her younger brother, her lover, and their pride. In just a few years, the changes that occurred in Xin Youtao shocked everyone who knew him. Xiao Qingtao sometimes even felt that Xin Youtao became unfamiliar, but it was Xin Youtao after this change that made her love deeper.

"Maybe Mu Xingqiu will really appear." Xiao Qingtao whispered. She finally understood that what everyone needs is not someone or a god, but a hope.

The dark clouds mixed with red and white light slowly floated, the sun was blocked as soon as it rose, the horns of the demon clan sounded, and the human skin drums and thunder were shaking.

A huge bust slowly rose from a distance. It was not an ancient god, but a king of sacrificial powers. "There is no demon clan and no Taoist rule. This is the decisive battle between the demon clan and humans!"

The sound comes into everyone's ears, just as clear and powerful.

Xin Youtao's response was to sacrifice a paper talisman. With him as the center, all the ancient statues in front of all the soldiers emitted light, no matter whether it was made of jade, copper, iron, or wooden, or any wooden stick that had just begun to take shape, emitted the same size of light.

Talisman sacrifices talismans, throws stone tools, and soldiers activate magic weapons on the high platform... Ten thousand magic tricks flew over the army's heads, carrying their beliefs towards a larger number of magic tricks.

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