Local War (2)

 

"I'm going to have to keep you busy for a while."

If there were a local war going on in various parts of the Central Plains, we would have to move from place to place.

Mu Jin steeled himself and said so, but Zhuge Muhuan shook his head.

And before Zhuge Muhuan could open his mouth, Xuan Chen raised his hand to stop him, and as a fierce lord, he opened his mouth directly.

"Mujin, you're not going to move here..."

“··· What do you mean by that?"

"Literally· You will not participate in local wars· No, it's not just you, but most of the top leaders in the League won't leave the League."

“··· Could it be because of the attack of God?"

He has already sent out Mu Jin and other masters once, and the political alliance has collapsed.

Maybe it's to avoid repeating the same mistake again.

"But if we do, many of the heavy fire fighters may fall into their hands..."

"I know..."

"Why are you doing all this?"

"This is the only way to deal with God and God. There is no master in the prefecture who can deal with the gods and landlords alone. In the end, when a local war was fought across the Central Plains. The biggest problem is that the best players on the friendly side are at much higher risk of being intercepted by the two of them."

"Are you going to stay here?"

He shook his head.

"We will only wait until we can determine the location of God. Or I'll dig a trap in a place where it's sure to come. Only then will we be able to catch him."

Saying that, his fist was trembling.

It was not out of fear of God. He had witnessed the deaths of those who had followed him, calling him the Lord of Meng, before his eyes.

It may not be an appropriate expression for a Buddhist, but it was not easy to calm the anger and resentment.

“··· I understand..."

In the end, Mujin had no choice but to accept Hyuncheon's words.

He had been with Shaolin for many years as the head of Shaolin and the Three Great Disciples, so he knew something about the Heavens.

Hyuncheon, who had always been like a benevolent monk, came up with a strategy that would cause countless people to lose their lives.

It was hard for Mujin to imagine how much anguish he had endured.

Mu Jin seemed to agree, and Zhuge Muhuan began to explain the details on behalf of Xuanchen.

"That's why it's important to have the surviving masters, including Kwon. Until God is trapped in God, countless uninhabited people are bound to lose their lives. Your best players can't get involved in a local war."

"What's the point of having me if I can't even go into battle?"

"It's hope..."

Mu Jin gave him an incomprehensible look on his face, so he unfolded his fan and said as if he were speaking.

"Last time I lost and walked away, but I hope it would have been different if I had that person. The hope that no matter how defeated we are or how much we lose our lives, in the end they will change the situation. That's the role that Kwon should play now. That is, until I got to fight him."

Only then did Mujin understand why those who seemed to be losers were so happy to see them.

Even before they arrived, Zhuge Muhuan had already done some brainwashing.

Mu Jin, who was reluctant to do such propaganda work or pretend to be a hero, frowned, and Zhuge Muhuan shrugged his shoulders and replied as if he were making an excuse.

"If we don't do this, there is no hope for this war. Think about it. All the best players are missing, and if there is no hope, it is just dog death. Who would give their life for the death of a dog that has no hope?"

"Why don't we all stay here together?"

"Then it would be impossible to locate God or to dig a trap. You're just waiting for them to take control of the whole midfield and invade you. It's a necessary sacrifice."

At Zhuge Muhuan's heartless explanation, Xuanchen, whose face was deeply shaded, shouted in a subdued voice.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

There was silence for a moment thanks to the disfavor of the heavens. Then, after studying the atmosphere for a moment, Zhuge Muhuan changed the subject of the conversation.

"But that doesn't mean you have to wait here pretending to be a hero. If there's a way to be a little stronger, please tell me. Whether it's an elixir or something you need for training, I'll try to get whatever I can get. For the final decisive battle with God, each of us needs to be a little stronger."

In response to Zhuge Muhuan's explanation, Mu Jin answered what he needed right away, as he had something in mind after the fight with Xiao Tianju.

I asked the questions that followed.

"But if we're gathered here, isn't it dangerous not only for the Heavy Fire Sect, but also for the Giant Sect?"

Even though more than half of his power had been withdrawn, he was the one who single-handedly overthrew the Political Alliance.

If the landlord recovered, it would be difficult for even the Great Princes and Munfa to be attacked by the Divine Heavens.

Especially now that all the big tax families and sects have dispatched their masters to the Political Affairs League.

"We're at least prepared for it. Soon, masters from all walks of life will gather here."

"Wouldn't it be even more dangerous if we gathered here more?"

"Wouldn't it be pointless to empty it altogether?"

“!?”

Mu Jin looked at Zhuge Muhuan and Xuanchen with a surprised face.

I understood what he was saying, but I didn't understand if it was possible.

"Will they abandon their centuries-old home?"

"If you lead by example, it's possible."

"If you lead by example . . . Could it be?"

"Yes· Those who remained in Shaolin are coming here with all the important items, including Buddhist scriptures and martial arts books that were in the Changjing Pavilion. In addition, the Huang Boak family, who has seen the martial arts of the Heavenly Lord with his own eyes, has also actively sent an inspection to the Huang Bo family. Grab your valuables and move here."

“··· I didn't expect that stupid guy to help me in a time like this..."

Zhuge Muhuan smirked and laughed.

"Yes· Shaolin and Huang Bo Sega have taken the initiative, and all those who have survived the martial arts of the Heavenly Lord have sent their own contacts to the main family and the recluse, so all those who can join will gather here."

“··· A true blind will be born..."

* * *

As Zhuge Muhuan had said, the gates from all over the Middle Plains gathered towards the outer county.

And around the same time, as he had predicted, small-scale skirmishes broke out in various parts of the Central Plains.

They all began to devour the gates of small prefectures and cities, each with the name of a different sect.

The Political League dispatched some of the assembled men to mediate or disrupt the conflict, but as all the top leaders were missing, the damage was bound to continue to occur.

However, Mujin did not know how much damage was being caused in various parts of the Central Plains.

In a way, it was Zhuge Muhuan's consideration.

Cut off from outside information, Mujin was focused solely on cultivation.

The necessary items for the training that Mu Jin requested from Zhuge Muhuan· It was, of course, a high-protein diet and a piece of metal.

Thanks to the Jade Kumgang Gong crossing the wall, it was possible to build up muscle strength to a level beyond the limits of human beings.

But it wasn't just ignorant muscle building.

"Phew..."

After a period of ironing, Mujin put down the heavy metal and took a deep breath.

And Mu Jin closed his eyes and focused on his insides.

A huge spouting from the center of the single battle and running furiously through the blood canal of the whole body.

By the time the energy that is amplified as it passes through the blood canal reaches its limit and begins to overload the blood canal and bone muscles throughout the body.

"Suck it!"

All at once, a huge energy radiated through his skin, enveloping Mujin's skin, creating a golden armor.

Hoshin Gangi · It was Mujin who once again unleashed the skills he had succeeded in performing for the first time in the life-and-death battle with the Little Heavenly Lord.

Mujin, who had been concentrating his mind and maintaining the self-defense force that wrapped around his skin, finally exhaled after a few seconds.

"Phew..."

At the same time, the river qi that had enveloped Mujin's skin dissipated like a mirage.

"It's still too late. I don't have enough time to maintain it..."

At the very least, the moment I came up with the idea of unleashing a self-defense move, I had to reach a level where I could do it without delay.

The maintenance time is also very long.

Unlike the impermanence of the priesthood, which was over when Gangi was fired, Hoshin Gangi needed to keep his mind focused.

Of course, even if he was able to unleash his self-defense at will, there was no guarantee of victory against the gods.

Nope· According to what Zhuge Muhuan and Meng Zhu had heard, it was impossible for him to deal with the Lord of God alone.

"Maybe in the original, the Heavenly Horse, the Emperor and the Three Divine Monks fought together..."

That's why Mujin thought.

My role is just avant-garde·

He had to stand up to his horrible feats on the front lines and buy his allies time to attack him.

* * *

Somewhere in the Midlands·

The three men sat together in a large hall.

Unlike the man in the black robe embroidered with a dragon sitting comfortably, the middle-aged and elderly men knelt in front of him, paying their respects.

The Man in the Dragon Cloth· Chen Zhu asked the old man with a nonchalant face.

"Pad · What is going on in the cause?"

"Thanks to God's destruction of the political alliance, which is the center of their lives, things are going smoothly."

He bowed his head and praised the work of God.

However, despite Yinju's flattery, Chen Zhu's expression was indifferent.

The reason he did it was because it was only natural for Inju to look up to him.

"It's going well . . . But it seems that they haven't taken control of all the gates of the Middle Plains yet..."

"I'm sorry. I was not good enough, and I was not able to get things done quickly. Please punish me."

In fact, it wasn't just a lack of talent.

After the collapse of the Political Alliance and the rise of Shincheon, more than half a month has passed.

Most of the eastern part of the Central Plains had fallen into the hands of the Divine Heavens.

To be precise, most of the "Wulin Sects" had been absorbed.

Restricting Hebei, close to Beijing, Shanxi· Hanam· Shandong· Jiangsu · Anhui· Zhejiang· Gangseo· It absorbed most of the gates in Fujian, and more than half of the gates in Guangdong, Hunan, and Hubei.

The reason why they absorbed the sect instead of destroying it was because they needed manpower, just as Zhuge Muhuan had predicted.

Later, when a new imperial family arose, Manpower to fulfill God's command to become emperor· In other words, slaves were needed.

Therefore, all those who surrendered their weapons were spared and enlisted, except for those who gave up their lives and showed unconditional resistance.

Of course, those who surrendered could have betrayed him later, but Inju didn't care about that.

To be precise, I had prepared for all such cases.

Feeding them poison that requires them to take an antidote at regular intervals, taking family members hostage, etc.

It wasn't too difficult to put a constraint on it that would never be betrayed.

Despite ruthlessly expanding their power through the use of poison and hostages, the reason for the lack of progress was simple.

This was due to the resistance of the Zheng Mu League, which moved to the outer county of Shaanxi Province, and the Southern Heavenly Society, which moved to Kowloonbang in Guangxi Province.

The forces had formed a temporary alliance of sorts to establish a defensive line against the Divine Heavens.

A longitudinal front was formed from Shaanxi to Chongqing, Guizhou, and Guangxi.

And the biggest reason for the formation of such a front was the existence of the political affairs lord Hyuncheon.

It meant that the attack on the Heavenly Emperor's Zheng Zheng League had ended in half success, and the war was prolonged.

But how could a servant blame the lord for his mistakes? Therefore, Inju could only say that it was due to his own incompetence.

In response to Inju's loyal reply, Chen Ju just looked at Yinju and the landlord who had recently recovered from his injuries with a nonchalant face.

"You know this is your chance to reclaim the throne from the despicable traitors."

At the words of God, the lord and the landlord bowed their heads.

At present, the Imperial Family was not paying much attention to the affairs of Wulin due to the complexity of the matter.

This was because there was a fierce conspiracy among the princes over who would become the next emperor.

Since the emperor was still alive, it did not escalate to the level of a civil war, but since it was a matter of choosing the next supreme ruler, the attention of the imperial family and other dignitaries was bound to be focused on that.

It was because of Yinju's report that he knew this, and Yinju was able to leave Beijing for a while and join here.

In other words, they had time until the end of the civil war between the princes, and before the end of the civil war, they had to unite and revolt against Wulin.

"Send a message to Li Taizhou and tell him to move the Demon Cult. We will attack from the east and west at the same time and end the war once and for all."

The Lord of God chose to play a game of shenanigans.