Chapter 417 Responses Between the Parties

Bluestone City, deep inside the Luo family.

A small courtyard that always exudes ancient and mysterious charm.

Under a stone pavilion made of ordinary bluestone that seems to be a bit ordinary.

Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family in Bluestone City, was sitting silently under this stone pavilion.

His eyes were slightly squinted.

In his hand, he was holding a cup of tea that seemed to be steaming.

In the evening, it is naturally better to drink this kind of hot tea.

"Have any monks in the Mortal Realm achieved a breakthrough in cultivation?"

Luo Changfeng listened to the words of Ruan Liuli, one of the three commanders of the Shadow Guard, beside him.

In his slightly narrowed eyes, a cold look flashed across his eyes.

If that is the case.

That seems to make sense.

The ancestor of the Feng Family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, who was in the Mortal Realm, after his breakthrough in cultivation, wanted to directly deal with the Luo Family of Bluestone City.

Wait until the Luo family in Qingshi City is dealt with before attacking the Baifan Temple hidden in the Bailian Mansion.

It seems that the plan is quite similar.

However, it is a pity

This idea and this plan of the Feng Family of the Royal Family of the Gale Dynasty will eventually come to nothing.

Until the moment of failure.

Not to mention, what happened to the Luo family in Qingshi City.

Even though, the Luo family of Bluestone City is really as imagined by the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty.

Even though the Luo family of Qingshi City where Luo Changfeng lived was really pushed out step by step by the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty.

However, the Baifan Temple hidden in Bailian Mansion.

This demonic force is not an easy target to deal with.

Of course, things here are difficult to deal with and deal with.

Everything I said was seen from the perspective of the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty.

If the Luo family of Qingshi City were to come, let alone a branch of Baifan Temple, a demonic force.

Even if it's just three or five more.

Luo Changfeng can also easily deal with those beings.

Even if it really doesn’t work anymore.

At worst, can't we just let Fu Qiu, the old guy in the branch of Wandan Sect, hire some monks from the Mortal Transformation Realm, or monks whose cultivation has reached the Soul Gathering Realm above the Mortal Transformation to deal with it?

If you can't transform from the mortal world, the first great realm among the five realms of immortals above the mortal world is the realm of gathering spirits.

After all, you can’t say that it’s not okay, right?

"I know about this."

"In the recent period, has there been any unusual movement in the Baifan Temple in the Bailian Mansion?"

In the small courtyard, under the stone pavilion.

Luo Changfeng put the still steaming cup of tea in his hand to his mouth and took a sip.

He then faced the person next to him with a cold white complexion and lowered his head slightly.

It seemed that Ruan Liuli, whose face was full of extreme respect, asked in a low voice.

Ruan Liuli, one of the three leaders of the Shadow Guards, thought for a moment and then gave an answer: "During this period, the demonic power Baifan Temple seems to be strengthening its influence over our Bluestone City Luo family and the Gale Dynasty. Apart from the royal family’s information gathering channels, there seems to be no other unnecessary actions.”

After saying that, Ruan Liuli silently closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Luo Changfeng fell into silence for a while.

Until, a gust of breeze blew by.

After Luo Changfeng suddenly woke up from his deep thoughts.

Luo Changfeng, who was located under the stone pavilion and was the ancestor of the Luo family in Bluestone City, silently waved to the cold-white Ruan Liuli next to him and said, "Just step back first."

Ruan Liuli lowered his head silently to signal, then turned around and quickly disappeared into this small courtyard.

And then Ruan Liuli, one of the three commanders of the Shadow Guard, completely disappeared from his sight.

Luo Changfeng slowly exhaled, and then drank the cup of hot tea in his hand completely.

Along with it, bursts of hot air entered his throat.

Luo Changfeng, who was sitting quietly under the stone pavilion, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly in comfort.

If you observe carefully, you will find it.

Luo Changfeng's slightly squinted eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction.

In fact, during this time.

Whether it was him, the Luo family of Qingshi City in his own hands, or the branch of the Wandan Sect.

Their original intention is not to compete.

Calmly, silently, and peacefully develop step by step.

Isn't this bad?

But there is no way, even if Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family of Qingshi City, has no intention of competing in a short time, and has no intention of letting his Luo family of Qingshi City completely swallow up the Feng family of the Gale Dynasty royal family in a short time.

Then, appear in front of those forces with greater comprehensive strength.

But even so, what's the use?

In this world, even if you have no intention of competing in a short period of time.

But after all, there is still someone behind you, constantly pushing you forward step by step.

Those in the think tank are like this.

This is even more true for the Feng Family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty.

"The wheels of history seem to be slowly turning again."

"Just this time"

"The wheels of history will bury who will, and this seems to have its consequences."

After whispering in a low voice.

Luo Changfeng, who was sitting quietly under the stone pavilion, picked up a teapot again and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

While drinking in small sips, he squinted his eyes slightly.

Just like that, silently looking into the distance.

"The Royal Family of the Gale Dynasty"

Luo Changfeng silently looked at the place where the Feng family of the Gale Dynasty royal family was located. He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "I'm really curious. I don't know that the Feng family of the Gale Dynasty royal family knows that they are far inferior to me in Qingshi City. How will they feel when they go to the Luo family?"

"Will you regret the decision you made at that time?"

"Or are you thinking of something else?"

The more he thought about it, the more comfortable Luo Changfeng felt.

After all, this person is facing opponents whose strength is far inferior to his own.

The level of emphasis it places on it will never be that high.

Whether it was against the Feng Family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, or the Baifan Temple, a demonic force hidden in the Bailian Mansion.

Both of these are true.

Gale Dynasty, the land of Bailian Mansion.

The Baifan Temple, which the world calls a demonic force, stands in the very center of the Bailian Mansion.

And located in the deepest part of Baifan Temple, there is a palace that vaguely exudes bursts of majesty and mysterious power of Baifan.

One has a skinny figure and a head full of white hair.

At this time, there was an old man wearing a loose white lotus monk's robe.

He was closing his eyes tightly and sitting cross-legged on a white futon.

On his right hand, he is wearing a string of white Buddhist beads.

In his mouth, he seemed to be vaguely reciting various Buddhist scriptures that were a little hard to hear.

"Master."

A young man's voice suddenly sounded in this hall.

A young monk wearing a white lotus monk's robe, who seemed to be so handsome that he seemed to be somewhat enchanting.

At this moment, he was clasping his hands together.

With a calm look on his face, he stood silently behind the old monk.

It seemed that he was waiting for the old monk's response.

"What's the matter?"

The old monk heard a familiar sound behind him, but he did not open his eyes.

He just silently asked the young monk behind him in a low voice.

"Master, most of the brothers we sent to the Feng Family of the Gale Dynasty in recent times seem to have died."

"Those who can survive are basically the brothers who are still a little far away from the palace of the Gale Dynasty."

The young monk lowered his head slightly, and there was a faint look of regret on his calm and unchanging face.

This time, he can be sent out.

Most of them are elite monks in his Baifan Temple.

Each one has pretty good talent and understanding.

If they remain immortal, most of those monks will be able to improve their cultivation to the third realm among the five mortal realms, the realm of viscera refining.

There are probably not a few people who can be promoted to the blood training realm.

Even if there is another chance.

Raise your cultivation to the last realm among the five mortal realms, the realm of transformation.

This is what the world calls the realm of a half-step immortal.

This does not seem entirely impossible.

But just because of this action, so many elite disciples of Baifan Temple were directly damaged.

This is actually a bit regrettable.

In the main hall.

The young monk felt sorry in his heart.

Therefore, he directly expressed the emotions in his heart.

And located in the main hall, his eyes were closed tightly and his head was full of white hair.

Just like that, the old monk sat cross-legged on a white futon.

Although he was slightly touched by the young monk's words.

However, he did not choose to express his emotions directly.

"Any more?"

"Besides, is there anything else?"

The old monk silently opened his slightly cloudy eyes.

Along with this, a hint of regret that was difficult for others to detect flashed through his eyes, and he continued to ask in a low voice to the young monk behind him.

Behind the skinny old monk with a head full of white hair, the young monk was obviously a little surprised by the old monk's reaction.

However, after being stunned for a while.

The young monk, who was so handsome that he was almost enchanting, still told some of the things he observed later.

"Master, except for the brothers we sent out during this period, we have suffered some losses."

"There is another more important matter that I think needs to be discussed in detail with Master."

The old monk turned his head silently. After he glanced at the young monk behind him who was so handsome that he looked a little bit enchanting, he asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

The young monk took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then whispered in a serious voice: "The Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, seems to have declared a full-scale war with the Luo family of Qingshi City, and it seems that they have also gradually begun to discuss how to deal with the Qingshi City. The Chengluo family has taken various measures.”

quiet.

very quiet.

Deathly silence.

After the words of the handsome and somewhat enchanting young monk came to an end.

The atmosphere in this hall suddenly became extremely quiet.

It was even so quiet that the sound of breathing was extremely noticeable.

"The Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, launched a full-scale declaration of war against the Luo family of Bluestone City?"

The old monk listened to this.

He couldn't help but stood up silently.

He looked at the young monk behind him with a serious expression, and he couldn't help but confirm again: "Are you sure about this information?"

After the young monk looked at his master, he quickly lowered his head.

Then, he whispered: "If Master doesn't believe it, you can ask the brothers who are out to come back and ask them."

The old monk silently looked at the young monk in front of him who was so handsome that he looked a bit strange.

In other words, he is his only direct disciple in Baifan Temple.

After another moment of silence, he whispered: "Since you have said so, how can I not believe it?"

As he spoke, the old monk wearing a loose white lotus robe.

He put his hands behind his back silently.

Step by step, he walked towards the outside of this hall.

In the main hall, when the young monk who was so handsome and almost enchanting saw this, he silently followed his master.

Following these two people, one after another, they walked out of the slightly dimly lit hall.

The old monk with a thin body and white hair was located in front.

At this time, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

With a calm expression and a hint of expectation, he silently looked in the direction of the Luo family of Bluestone City and the Feng family of the Gale Dynasty royal family.

The old monk originally thought that the royal family of the Gale Dynasty was between the Feng family and the Luo family on the bluestone layer.

There shouldn't be a real collision in two or three years.

After all, within the Gale Dynasty, there was also the Baifan Temple, a demonic power hidden in the Bailian Mansion.

No matter what happened to the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, they would still be wary of Baifan Temple.

However, what surprised this old monk was that

Things develop unexpectedly so fast.

In just a few days, the Feng family, the royal family of the Gale Dynasty, had already declared a full-scale war on the Luo family of Bluestone City.

Moreover, various preparations against the Luo family in Qingshi City have gradually begun.

This is really good. This is really good.

"Disciple."

Outside the main hall.

The old monk suddenly turned his head, squinting his eyes slightly, silently looking at the young monk standing next to him, and couldn't help but whisper.

"What are your orders, Master?"

The handsome and somewhat enchanting young monk lowered his head slightly.

Then, he asked in a low voice with a respectful look on his face.

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

The old monk waved his hand silently.

The young monk also moved a little closer, very obediently.