How long will it take for a war that neither side wants to fight but has to fight? In fact, it doesn't take long. As long as one party surrenders or surrenders, the war is over.
But if there are a few guys in both camps who want to cause trouble, then the war will have to be fought.
......
Wudang Temple
The infatuated monk who went to hell as soon as he entered Zhitian did not bring any reputation to his power.
Wudang Temple still maintains its status in the world of being neither high nor low. The people at the bottom of the world see Wudang Temple as the leader of the Buddhist sect, but in the eyes of the big forces, Wudang Temple is just a pawn that can be sacrificed at any time.
A thousand sword armors all stopped in front of Wudang Temple, shouting slogans for Wudang Temple to surrender.
The Chixiao monk was not panicked by the menacing Thousand Sword Armor. In his opinion, if the Thousand Sword Armor really wanted to attack Wudang Temple, they would not clamor in front of the door.
So after he stabilized the monks, he came to Qian Jian Jia alone. He did not ask Qian Jian Jia for a reason to attack Wudang Temple, because it was meaningless.
He knew that as the abbot of Wudang Temple, as long as he surrendered, the monks behind him could live well. Although this was not good for Wudang Temple's reputation in the world, he didn't care. He wanted to keep the Wudang Temple that his senior brother had handed over to him.
Wang Han watched Monk Chixin leave the temple alone and knew that this was the best outcome. He told everyone not to act rashly and rode a black horse to Monk Chixin:
"Master is offended, Wang Han is here to apologize."
"The donor is serious. I am willing to offer this head to protect the peace of Wudang Temple."
"Yes, Master! My sword is very fast, and it doesn't require much pain from Master."
"Then I'll trouble Mr. Wang."
After the infatuated monk said this, he closed his eyes and waited for the moment of death.
But at this moment, a red gold Zen staff flew out of the Wudang Temple and pierced the chest of a sword-armor. The person who issued the Zen stick obviously had some skills. The stick exploded immediately after hitting the target, turning into countless fragments and attacking near the person who was hit.
Seeing their companions dead, this group of swordsmen all drew their swords and pointed at Wudang Temple.
Monk Chixin and Wang Han were both stunned. Of course they knew that the person who issued the Zen staff was definitely a traitor planted by other forces in Wudang Temple. But so what, people died, this war cannot be solved by surrendering.
Even Wang Han now can't calm down the anger of these thousand sword armors. These Thousand Sword Armors are not puppets but people. Even though Wang Han was their leader, he couldn't suppress people's anger.
The infatuated monk shook his head:
"Donor Wang Han, I have been offended."
"please"
.......
Xin'an Town.
Sit peacefully in the hall and sip tea. From the conversation between Jianghu people just now, he already knew that Wudang Temple was already fighting with the Thousand Sword Armor.
He knew that this small river and lake war would last for a long time. After all, there were two pairs of invisible hands controlling everything. These two pairs of invisible hands could maintain a delicate balance between the strengths of both sides. Survived.
The sunset gradually sets, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on Xin'an Town.
This small-scale dispute has become a topic of conversation before meals. After all, the fire won't burn them, and they won't care too much.
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Tianjian City
Located in the south of Shu Road, the geographical location is not good. But the city was still bustling with people under the setting sun.
Groups of Jianghu people walking on the streets carrying swords on their backs. It brings a different kind of scenery to this city.
The Tianjian Sect is located in the southern suburbs of Tianjian City. The Tianjian Sect is not as grand as others imagined. With a white wall on the west and surrounded by more than a dozen buildings, it has become the world-famous Tianjian Sect.
Yin Ren was stunned when he came to the gate of Tianjian Sect. If it weren't for the three characters "Tianjian Sect" written on the door plaque, he would not believe that this building that looked like a rich man's house was the number one sect in the world. He has never been to the Tianjian Sect. In his mind, as the leader of the sect in the world, it is surrounded by fairy sounds, like a paradise.
Yin Ren shook his head and shook off the doubts in his heart. Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door slowly opened:
"come in."
Yin Ren had no doubt that he was there. When he walked into the door, he saw an old man with white hair holding the hand of a little girl and looking at him with a smile.
The white-haired old man looked at Yin Ren still carrying something in his hand and said with a smile:
"Junior, I'm interested. I don't need anything here. Look, why don't you bring something with you?"
After saying that, he took the package from Yin Ren's hand and said doubtfully:
"What is this?"
"Oh, this is a specialty I brought from Xin'an Town. Uncle Zhang's sesame cakes are so delicious. You can try them."
"Haha~ I have a heart, I have a heart."
When the little girl heard that it was sesame cake, she broke away from the old man's hand, grabbed the package, opened it, and took a bite.
"Sigh~"
Then the child spat out the sesame seed cake:
"Uncle Fatty, you're lying. These sesame biscuits are so hard that they don't taste good at all."
