Chapter 77: .If you can't, I'm the one

To encircle Chang'an City, the Taoist clerks have no objection.
But their Wangzhen view is extremely weak at the moment. Although the Cheng family is in the middle of mediation, if the encirclement and suppression of Chang'an is not going well, Qingfu Palace and Jingyue Tower may threaten Wangzhen view with a backhand.
In addition, Dao Chen knew that Chang'an City was definitely not an easy place to deal with.
In the Sirius Secret Grotto, the old blood shadow demon who was hurting both with him deeply impressed him.
Obviously only the demon of the seventh stage, the strength is so powerful.
The loss of Elder Yunchen in Chang'an City made the view of Wangzheng worse.
"Chang'an City is located in Longling, and it is the responsibility of this view."
Facing the few people in front of him, the Taoist Advocate slowly said: "It's just that Pang Dao has injuries right now, so I can't get out of the mountain."
"The difficulty of the Taoist leader, the old man understands." Mr. Mingxi of the Cheng family said slowly: "I don't know Elder Yunchen, how is his body now?"
The two people beside him also looked at the Daoist Clerk.
Of these two people, one was a tall and mighty old man, and the other was dressed like a Taoist priest.
The former is the old man in Jingyuelou and Yao Kui, "the lion under the moon".
The latter is the elder of Qingfu Palace, Jingtongren.
Like Mr. Mingxi, they are practitioners of the seventh realm.
At this moment, everyone is facing the Daoist of the Eighth Stage together, and they have never weakened.
However, among this, there is naturally the reason why the current injury of the clerical person is not healed.
Daoist Zhichen himself refused to go out easily, which Mr. Mingxi had long expected.
In case, if someone is scammed by someone else, then I am afraid there is a risk of destroying the door.
Although Mr. Mingxi gave a guarantee, he would indeed fulfill his promise, but the Taoist practitioners are not afraid of 10,000, just in case.
Under the current circumstances, even if he went out of the mountain to Chang'an, he would never really make an effort to attack and give himself to others as cannon fodder.
Therefore, Mr. Mingxi doesn't expect to be able to speak out the Daoist.
But no matter how the Wangzhen View must have a top expert to take action, and the Chen Daoist will not go, then naturally the second expert in the view, Elder Yunchen will come forward.
"Uncle Master had fought against the wolf that day in the secret cave, and his injury was more serious than that of a poor man. He is currently in retreat."
Daoist Master Chen moved in his heart, his face remained silent, concealing the truth of Elder Yunchen's loss in Chang'an City.
The three of Mr. Mingxi frowned upon hearing this.
"The Daoist Chief is not free, and Elder Yunchen is not free. It seems that there is no one in Wangzheng." Jingyuelou elder Yao Kui spoke first and sneered slightly.
On the other side, the elder of Qingfu Palace Jingtong said calmly: "Please also ask Dao brother to go down the mountain, and help me wait for a helping hand to suppress Chang'an."
Mr. Mingxi did not speak, but quietly looked at the Taoist priest.
Daoist practitioners also know that it is impossible to do nothing at all.
He had a calm tone: "Pan Dao and Uncle Yunchen are powerless at the moment, but encircling Chang'an is an important task at the moment, and I will do my best.
It's up to Junior Brother Jiang to bring the magic mist robe down the mountain and wait for Mr. Mingxi's dispatch. "
The Junior Brother Jiang he was talking about was a Taoist master of the sixth level in the view of forgetting truth, and the magic mist robe was a top-notch magic weapon that was also known as Yunluohuagai and Wangxinduchen.
Yao Kui, the elder of Jingyue Tower, and Jingtong, the elder of Qingfu Palace, all had their eyes flashed, and there was no objection.
It is naturally necessary to attack Chang'an together.
Both of them also have disciples who have lost their lives in Chang'an.
But after attacking Chang'an, this magic fog robe, there is no need to return it to the view of forgetting truth...
After the settlement of Chang'an, there is no need for the Cheng family to be involved, and it is not too late to slowly concoct the concept of forgetting truth.
Mr. Mingxi glanced at Yao Kui and Jingtong, and then nodded towards Taoist Chen:
"The Taoist master understands the righteousness and is grateful for the old and will try his best to protect the safety of your daoists."
"There is Mr. Lao Mingxi." The Taoist Master raised his hand.
A cloud of mist fell on his palm and condensed into a whisk.
At the same time, a middle-aged Taoist came to the front of the crowd, it was Jiang Chaoning, the younger brother of the Taoist Taoist, and the elder of Wangzheng.
"Chang'an has committed a heinous crime. Junior Brother Tang and others have been impounded. Now, Mr. Mingxi is leading the charge. All parties are working together to encircle Chang'an."
The Taoist priest instructed Jiang Chaoning: "You select the elites of this view, wear the magic fog robe, and act with Mr. Mingxi to break through Chang'an and rescue Junior Brother Tang and the others."
"Yes, watch the Lord." Jiang Chaoning took the magic mist robe, and then bowed to others.
Everyone exchanged greetings, then left, reorganized and counted the number of people, and headed towards Chang'an.
The Taoist clerks watched them leave with a calm expression.
Jiang Chaoning selected some disciples of Wangzhen Temple, and then accompanied Mr. Mingxi and others down the mountain, and joined the Jingyue Tower, Qingfu Palace, and the Cheng family members on the road.
Many state capitals are now occupied by Jingyue Tower and Qingfu Palace within the inherent sphere of influence of Wangzhen View.
There are still quite a few people from these two families who are ready to go.
Although the attack on Wangzhengguan was suspended right now, they did not withdraw their troops, and naturally it was even more impossible to give up the area they had already occupied.
The young disciples of Wang Zhen Guan were in grief and anger, but they could only endure themselves.
The elder Jiang Chaoning always looks calm.
While receiving the phantom fog robe from the master of the master of dust, he received the message from the master of dust, and acted as low-key as possible during this trip.
After converging with everyone, Jiang Chaoning discovered that in addition to Mr. Ming Xi, the Cheng family also had a heavyweight.
Mr. Ling Ping, Cheng Luo.
This person is the nephew of Mr. Mingxi Cheng Jingyuan, but his cultivation is no weaker than Mr. Mingxi, and he is also a master of the seventh realm of Confucianism and the realm of knowledge.
Seeing Cheng Luo, Jiang Chaoning's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the Cheng family paid more attention to Chang'an City than expected.
Was it because some of them were also lost in Chang'an, or was it because of... the son of Dongtang?
While thinking in his heart, Jiang Chaoning was cautious in his words and deeds, and quietly followed Mr. Ming Xi and others to Chang'an City.
The group of people came to Longbei County without stopping, and gradually approached Qinzhou Mansion.
"Should I be courteous and then pawn, and negotiate with the other party?"
The elders of Qingfu Palace looked at the distant horizon, the looming high mountains.
"The news we have received so far is that each family has children in the hands of each other, and they still have their lives. If we act rashly, we may harm these people."
Jingtong people looked around at everyone.
Yao Kui, the elder of Jingyue Tower, said: "First, let the other party be prepared, it is better to beat them by surprise."
"At least, we should first ascertain what is going on in the city, and know ourselves and the enemy." Mr. Ling Ping Cheng Luo said, his voice quiet and steady, convincing.
At this time, the people in the Qingfu Palace view passage looked at the elder Jiang Chaoning who had been standing quietly and silently:
"Daoyou Jiang is dressed in an illusion mist robe, like smoke, which is difficult for others to detect. If found by the people in the city, it is easy to evacuate. I wonder if you can bother Jiang Daoyou and explore the city?"
Jiang Chaoning looked at Mr. Mingxi.
The old man nodded slowly: "You have a hard time, Jiang Daochang."
"Mr. You're polite, Peng Dao will try his best." Jiang Chaoning shot the crowd.
In the next moment, his figure gradually became transparent following the magic mist robe on his body, and disappeared into the air.
Between the heavens and the earth, there was only a cloud of smoke that seemed to be absent and almost imperceptible to ordinary people's naked eyes, drifting towards Longling in the distance.
The smoke drifted across the Qinzhou Mansion, into the Longling Mountains, slowly drifting towards Baiyunyuan.
However, before he arrived at Bai Yunyuan, Zhang Dongyun in the Daming Palace of Chang'an City moved slightly in his heart and noticed his arrival.
City Lord Zhang was eagerly eager to accept the new gift, but he noticed that Jiang Chaoning, who had turned into a cloud, was not close to Bai Yunyuan.
This cloud of smoke only hovered for a while in the old forest in the deep mountains of Longling. Without doing anything, it floated away again.