Xue Wu frowned and said, "Great Elder, what do you mean, after the war, we may still be divided up, regardless of the result of the battle against the demon repair?"

"The current situation is like this, but many people haven't fully understood it." Dong Yinniang said lightly. "The magic cultivator came here, although it is only the site of Shizongmen, but in the end this is the ancient dojo, which is equivalent to those who came to the super sect. At home.

The chance of meeting in the future, the possibility of conflict, and the exchange of interests are much greater than before. As an independent force in the cultivator world, the magic cultivator cannot compete with them by any sect alone, and this time they are determined to come. It can only be laid out in advance.

After all, the benefits of joining the Sejong Sect will be divided among the strong. This is also the reality that the monk world has always come to, the weak and the strong, have always been like this. If we want to protect ourselves, we need to find a backer. Otherwise, after the decisive battle between the Alliance and Moxiu, our own interests cannot be kept, or there may be a risk of being disintegrated. "

She looked at the palace lord, and said, "Do you think that the people of Excalibur Villa or Wushuang Sword Sect will not promise resources to the Jiang family or the large sect of the ancient dojo they have made? Whether it is the post-war turf, or It is other forms of benefits that will definitely be promised, and it is a lot of promises. No one of us is reliable, we can only rely on Yu Yu!"

The palace lord was silent for a long time, and said, "Before it was all to blame for me, for not having a good relationship with the sects of the ancient dojo, so that now I am alone and helpless."

"Don't blame yourself too much," Dong Yinniang said lightly. "I think Yu Yu has great ambition, enough ambition, enough strength, and enough background background. It may be an opportunity for us to attach to the God of Huashan. A new way out of chaos is not a new life, don't be too pessimistic."

The palace lord was speechless and couldn't feel cheerful.

Dong Yinniang went to Yu Yu and began to talk to him about this issue. The palace lord was unwilling to go, and Xue Wu accompanied him. After seeing Yu Yu, Yu Yu asked, "Have you discussed it?"

Dong Yinniang nodded, and Yu Yu said, "That's good, but the matter is not in a hurry. I understand Dong Daoyou's thoughts. Don't worry, please go back and tell the palace lord. I will try to keep Feixue Palace. Don't worry about this."

"It's enough to have you." Dong Yinniang was calm and silent all the time. Even if the Zongmen became the attachment of the Huashan Divine Sect, she didn't seem to have any psychological fluctuations.

Yu Yu admires this person's conserving skills very much, and it is probably difficult to do this if he changes who he is.

Various news about magic repair began to be sent to Yu Yu's desk, and at the same time, one order after another began to be sent from his house to various sects.

Although those people who came before did not want to join the alliance, not all of them did not have this desire, especially in the face of magic cultivators, that is, some sects closer to magic cultivators, small families, hoping for the stars and the moon, finally Looking forward to the day when someone enters the Sejong Sect to carry the banner to fight against the magic repair.

The Yin Shizong gate began to contact Qin Ming secretly, and more and more people began to gather in the place where the monks lived in Huayang City. The place where Yu Yu was located and the place where Qin Ming was the suzerain became more and more lively.

The banner of the Anti-Magic Alliance was inserted on the gates of Huayang City, fluttering in the wind, very eye-catching.

The battle book has been sent, but the battle is a decisive battle, and both sides know it, so they have to make some preparations. Yu Yu knows that this battle will not last too long. As long as the opponent is aware of their determination and demonstrates their strength, they can be forced to negotiate peace.

Forcing peace through war and signing an alliance under the city are completely different things. To force a peace by war, you can still talk, and you are qualified to talk. If it is an alliance under the city, you are not qualified to talk at all. You can only ask the other party to make a condition, and you just nod to agree.

Past wars are not like this one. In the past, every time the magic repairs came, there would be a relatively long period of harassment, and they would start offensive and defensive battles for a longer period of time, on a small scale. After a long time like this, the righteous cultivators and demonic cultivators are more bored, and will finally start a decisive battle.

Moreover, the aisle scene is very active, and unlike the duny dynasty of human beings, there are obvious so-called military battlegrounds. If one party is unwilling to fight a decisive battle, then you can avoid it and choose to avoid it.

After all, a decisive battle is not so easy to fight. Once you don't know the other party's background, and put all the family background, this result is very predictable, and no one dares to do it easily.

But Yu Yu is going to use this method to force the opponent to fight to the death.

This is a routine he discussed with Wang Weinan, who is very good at leading soldiers in wars, after thinking about it for a long time. If the other party has no choice, if he doesn't accept it, it is equal to losing.

After all, what they are facing now is only to enter the Sejongmen. If they are not even willing to accept the decisive battle tactics of those who enter the Sejongmen, how can they continue to mix in the ancient dojo in the future?

In a flash of a month, it almost passed, the assembly of Moxiu's side was almost the same, and the alliance manpower of Yu Yu's side was also almost assembled.

In fact, there are still many people who are hesitant ~lightnovelpub.net~ but under pressure, most of them finally joined. This is also expected. Now that magic repair is coming, if your sect does not join the alliance, but your neighbor joins, what will that neighbor think of you?

No matter how you look at it, maybe this neighbor will think that you are a dark move of Moxiu, or that you are in collusion with Moxiu. With the lessons learned from Fenglei City, no one dared to recite the pot of colluding with magic repair.

Whether it was the noisy and fierce Dragon Palace before, or the Sun Moon Valley or other large and small sects, they all twitched to stand under the banner of the Anti-Magic Alliance.

Yu Yu didn't feel embarrassed to them either, but still greeted them with smiles. Many people also entrusted them with important tasks according to their realm. After all, the enemy is currently and the previous unpleasantness must be let go.

The manpower is almost assembled, and the gap is obvious. The opponent is almost half a million people, and his side barely exceeds 200,000. No matter which realm it is, the person has a lot of difference.

This kind of difference in quantity is an absolute difference in strength for the monks, and it is almost impossible to contend. Righteous monks' combat power, at the same level, one-on-one books are inferior to Moxiu.

Therefore, although the people have gathered, their hearts are not truly united, and a thick cloud of mist has enveloped everyone in the alliance.

Everyone knows that if there is a real fight, even if it is two hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, this side is not the opponent of magic repair. Not to mention two hundred thousand to five hundred thousand?

In the secret room, the saint Han Duxue, who came from Shui Yuetian early, looked at Yu Yu and said lightly, "You are really courageous. With a mere 200,000 people, you dare to challenge the magic repair 500,000. You just I'm not afraid that after this battle, people are all beaten up, and they haven't been beaten. Is that so?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid" Yu Yu smiled. "So I have to have a killer, or how dare I fight? No, isn't the saint coming?"