Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 390 Situation of all parties

Elder Zhu said helplessly after hearing this: "Didn't Xiaocao say that Liangshan's aura is becoming more and more mysterious, and he should come out of seclusion in the near future."

The old patriarch rolled his eyes and said, "Xiao Cao said this several months ago."

"It's your fault, old man, that you ask me this question every day. I'm afraid of you asking me this question."

"I'm just not sure about it." The old clan leader sighed and said, "The ghost calamity is coming, Taoist Xuanzhen has realized something and returned to Xuanxu Sect to retreat. He can't stay in Forgotten Township like he did last year."

"The Thunder Dragon and the Silver Moon Curved Blade are following Liang Shan's true body to fight in various temples and will not return. This old man is really unsure."

"Don't we have Huanyou Leiyun in charge of the village? If you are really worried, just call back the Iron Wolf Cavalry and the Wolf Guard Cavalry." Zhuying suggested.

"Let's talk about it later. If the old man calls back the wolf riders, the trade route will be cut off."

"After all, the ghost beasts are inexhaustible. Their numbers are increasing, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger."

"We are still relatively lucky. According to Xiao Jiu's message, the mainland is now fighting on the basis of rational attacks rather than fighting, and the scale of the battles is in the millions."

"Only a million able-bodied men. Ten thousand men are not as good as a thousand temple people."

"Alas, that can't be said. The temple soldiers and civilians grew up under the leadership of the Spirit Guards and Eagle Guards."

"Speaking of the Spirit Guards, they are almost on their way out in ten batches. It's time to ask Commander Zi Ling to call back some Spirit Guards to garrison the village."

"In a woman's opinion, how can we mobilize the spirit guards to return home and kill the powerful enemy?"

"Okay, okay, this is just my opinion, and you have a better opinion, okay?"

"Hey, Ying'er is so nice."

"Haha, I didn't hear anything." Heizi, who had just returned from the temple, let out a strange howl.

At this time, Heizi was a level seven owl that had reshaped its body. Due to its bloodline, it was unable to transform.

"Why are you yelling? Come back to the old man." The old patriarch scolded with a smile.

Jooyoung wasn't shy and waved happily at Heizi.

"Haha, pour me a cup of tea." Heizi, who had a big dark golden head, flew onto the round table and said.

"Auntie, I'll pour it for you right away." Zhuying happily poured tea for Heizi.

"How is the temple developing now?" asked the old patriarch.

"Haha, it has developed into a small town. The city walls have been built. The next step is to build the internal living facilities. After a while, we will have to take the test and resume production."

“How many soldiers and civilians are there?”

"Haha, each temple new town has about 60,000 to 70,000 people, after all, the children are sent to the countryside."

"These 60,000 people are all soldiers, and their strength is not bad. It is rare for them to have such strength and development under the disaster of ghost beasts." Zhuying sighed.

"Our village is developing better. We have nearly 120,000 people raising children, 5,000 Forgotten Army members, nearly 3,000 Wolf Guards, 800 patrol guards, and nearly 2,000 hunting teams. Our strength is amazing." The old patriarch said proudly.

"All together they are less than the Spirit Guards." Zhuying said jokingly.

"There's no comparison." The old patriarch shook his head, looked at Heizi who was sipping his tea and asked, "Heizi, how many Spirit Guards are there at the sixth level now?"

"Haha, we really don't know. Even the Purple Spirit and Dark Spirit Commanders probably don't know the specific data, because the spirit guards of the major temples are now guerrilla warfare everywhere, and will return to the temple to assemble before the ghost gate opens."

"You should know the strength of the Eagle Guard."

"Haha, this... um, I haven't counted this."

"This is really a confusing account. When Liangshan comes out to ask about it, I will see how you answer."

"Haha, the master is just as indifferent as you, the clan leader."

"Hehe" Zhuying couldn't help laughing when she heard that. She liked watching Heizi picking on the old patriarch.

"How can you talk like that, black man? The old man is giving up his power."

"Haha, let's give up our power too."

“You…” The old patriarch was so angry that he wanted to beat the bird, but he couldn’t beat it.

"Okay, okay, Heizi, whatever you want to eat, auntie will make it for you." Zhuying said, trying not to laugh.

"Haha, the lamb leg is good."

"Okay, I'll do it for you right away. You two can continue to argue with each other." Zhuying got up and left happily.

The old patriarch drank two cups of tea before he suppressed his anger. He looked at Heizi and asked in a low voice, "What has Tu Lao been busy with recently? He hasn't come back yet."

"Haha, don't worry, old clan leader. Even if Tu Lao is promoted to the seventh rank, he dare not have any other intentions. He has been busy building an underground palace recently, and Fang Kuai is helping him. Besides, with the two seventh rank commanders, Zi Ling and An Ling, watching over the temple, there will be no chaos."

"Some things have to be guarded against. Zhao Li has mentioned this several times in a vague way. As Liangshan has been in seclusion, Tu Lao's image in the hearts of his followers has become more and more majestic."

"Haha, the master's real body is in seclusion, but the manifested real body has been fighting and traveling. However, it rarely returns to the temple. It seems to be intentional."

"That's why the old man is afraid that some people will be held accountable."

"Haha, old patriarch, you can rest assured. The main floor of the temple has always been in Xiaocao's hands. However, after the master comes out of seclusion, he should send Xiaomeng to visit the major temples. Cleansing is inevitable."

"Speaking of Xiao Meng, has it broken through to level seven?" the old patriarch asked curiously.

"Haha, Xiao Meng's strength is even stronger than Xiao Li's. Commander Zi Ling once said that it is the strongest under the Silver Moon Curved Blade. I'm afraid it will be the first to break through to level eight after the master."

"Speaking of Xiaoli, she is too playful and seldom practices. She rides Dabai around all day long. Some time ago, she even went to watch the fierce battle between the Wolf Guards and the ghost beast army, and almost attracted a powerful ghost beast." The old patriarch said with a headache.

"Haha, this is all your fault."

"Wrong, this is all caused by women."

"Haha, let's not talk about this anymore. The master might come out of retreat tonight and trigger a thunder calamity. We need to let him know to avoid a complete mess."

"Really?" the old patriarch asked in surprise.

"Haha, it's true. It's more valuable than real gold. Otherwise, why would I come back?"

"Then go inform Lao Feng."

"Haha, why don't you go and notify them."

"Because you fly fast."

"..." Heizi was speechless. This reason could not be refuted.

When Yifeng, who was reading in the yard, saw Heizi coming, he was extremely happy and asked about the situation in detail.

In a remote place far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the white palace sits quietly. It seems to be a part of nature, blending into the surrounding mountains and waters.

The air here is filled with lively mist.

They are light and ethereal, like the gauze of fairyland, sometimes lingering on the treetops, sometimes brushing across the water, adding a bit of mystery and remoteness to this pure land.

All around the White Palace, flowers are in full bloom, colorful and vying for beauty.

Crystal dewdrops hang on the petals, sparkling in the sunlight.

These flowers are not only beautiful, but also emit bursts of fragrance. Their aroma mixes with the freshness of the soil and the coolness of the stream, forming a unique natural perfume.