Chapter 606 Dongjun's Change

"Jin Yu, if you calculate the time, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and her group of girls should be arriving soon. Do you want to go out and take a look?"

"They are all famous Kun Daoists in the Taoist Tiandi Mountain. You are so lucky!"

Patriarch Hongyun looked left and right, unable to bear such a serious atmosphere, and teased Su Ye beside him.

"Old Ancestor, stop joking. The Golden Spirit Holy Mother and others are the top masters of Taoism. How could they care about such a love affair?"

"Besides, they came to support Cangzhou this time. They were all introduced by Grand Ancestor Taizhen. How could I treat them like this?"

Su Ye smiled helplessly. He couldn't stand the young mentality of the old man Hongyun after being with him for a long time.

As he was speaking, he saw dust rising in the distance and a huge team approaching rapidly. It was the group of the Golden Spirit Mother.

Su Ye and Old Ancestor Hongyun couldn't help but stop talking, and then led their men to stride forward.

At this time in the Shenwu Hall under Su Ye's command, there was a group of people wearing strange costumes. They were the elites of the Yin-Yang School. Led by Dongjun Feiyan of the Yin-Yang School, they led Heibai Shao Siming and Da Siming and others, waiting quietly on the side.

The Yin-Yang School and the Taoist School on the Tianwu Continent have been in dispute since ancient times due to different philosophies for various reasons.

The arrival of the Golden Spirit Mother has undoubtedly made this contradiction more prominent.

Dongjun is the leader of the Yin-Yang School. The Black and White Shao Siming and Da Siming beside him all have solemn expressions. It is obvious that they are wary of the upcoming Taoist powerhouse.

"The Taoist's Golden Spirit Holy Mother and others are here this time, so you need to be cautious and don't let personal grudges affect your lord's important affairs."

The voice of Dongjun Feiyan, the leader of the Yin-Yang School, rang in the ears of Shao Siming, Da Siming and other members of the Yin-Yang School with a hint of warning.

This tone of showing weakness first made the Black and White Shao Siming and the Great Siming and others behind him cast surprised looks at Feiyan in front of them.

What's going on? When it comes to being competitive, even if all of us were tied together, we wouldn't be as strong as you.

We are worried that in case you can't bear it, you might take us with you first.

So you ended up investing first?
"Don't worry, Lord Dongjun. We will put the overall situation first and will not let personal grudges affect the master's plan."

Da Siming, dressed in black and red, nodded slightly, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

According to their observations, Dongjun is not the kind of person who would surrender when he sees that his side is weakening. Instead, he will resist even more fiercely.

The only thing that could make Dongjun change his previous style, reverse his nature, and lower his arrogant head first this time was probably not the power of Taoism, but
The Great God of Destiny glanced at the tall figure of his lord in front of him and sighed in his heart.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School in the past was finally tempted by worldly desires.

And it's not just an ordinary heart, but a heart filled with love.

Facing his own lord, Dong Jun has pushed his bottom line back countless times.

Not to mention just surrendering to the Taoists.

For Dong Jun before, this dispute of ideologies meant a life-and-death feud. It would be more satisfying to kill her directly than to make her submit to the Taoists.

Now he lowered his head without hesitation, and even advised himself and others not to cross the line.

This is really unpredictable.

The Great Sima and the Black and White Sima did not look away, only daring to glance back and forth at Dongjun and the Lord with their peripheral vision, secretly sighing in their hearts. While they were talking, the group of the Golden Spirit Mother had arrived in front of the mansion.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, who was leading three thousand fire dragon soldiers, rode a scarlet divine horse, looking majestic and awe-inspiring. The Holy Mother of Gold Spirit beside her was dignified and peaceful. The Three Goddesses of Thunder, Han Zhixian, Caiyunxian, Shiji Goddess and others all had extraordinary temperaments, making the surroundings dim.

"Golden Spirit Mother, fairies, Su Ye has been waiting for you here for a long time, please!"

Su Ye's voice was loud and powerful, and it could be heard by everyone from afar.

"Your Highness is too polite. We are here this time in response to the wishes of our ancestor Taizhen. We hope Your Highness will take good care of us in the future."

The Golden Spirit Mother, who was in the lead, smiled slightly, her eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Su Ye.

"Don't worry, Holy Mother. Although I, Su Ye, am not a man of great benevolence or righteousness, I will certainly not disappoint you all for coming here."

"We are grateful for the help of the Holy Mother and the fairies this time. Cangzhou will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Su Ye nodded affirmatively and glanced at the women behind her and the three thousand fire dragon soldiers.

Well. There was no surprise. Those three thousand fire dragon soldiers did not give me a surprise, and they were not Taoist soldiers.

At most, it is the same as Chong Heqing and Xuan Tongren’s “Xuantian Guard”, and An Yuluo’s “Liuyu Guard”.

The difference between them and these two troops is that those two troops have two Taoist guardians, Chong Heqing and An Yuluo, who can use secret techniques to allow them to barely exert the power of Taoist soldiers.

But the three thousand fire dragon soldiers of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit do not have such things.

Therefore, these three thousand fire dragon soldiers can only be regarded as a relatively strong elite force.

As they were talking, the two sides exchanged greetings in front of the mansion gate, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

However, in this harmony, there is still an imperceptible undercurrent, that is the contradiction between Yin-Yang School and Taoism.

Although Dongjun and Jinling Shengmu were polite to each other on the surface, their eyes revealed an indescribable contest and vigilance.

This contest is not a simple personal grudge, but a collision and interweaving of two ideas and two forces.

However, in this tense atmosphere, Su Ye seemed unaware of it and continued to talk with everyone with a smile.

Whether it is the Taoist Golden Spirit Mother or the current Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, neither of them is a hot-blooded fool, and will not embarrass their lord over such matters.

They will handle the conflicts between people around them by themselves. In the various dynasties on the Tianwu Continent, there are countless cases where Taoism and Yin-Yang School serve the same master.

It mainly depends on whether the lord can control the situation of his subordinates, and whether the group of people led by the Taoists and Yin-Yang School can control their temper and restrain the people under them from causing trouble.

Now, there is no doubt that the Golden Spirit Mother, one of the four direct disciples of the Jiejiao, and Feiyan, who holds the position of Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, can both keep the situation under control.

At this moment, behind the Golden Spirit Mother, Qiong Xiao's gaze was like two sharp swords, pointing directly at the people of the Yin-Yang Family, with her hostility not concealed at all.

In her memory, the grievances between Taoism and Yin-Yang School were like a bottomless chasm, and the fight between the two factions had devoured countless innocent lives.

Some of her sisters in Tiandi Mountain also died in the endless fighting, which made it difficult for her to have good intentions towards the people of Yin Yang School.

But Feiyan just brushed aside the hostility lightly. The emotional fluctuations of a little girl were not enough to attract her attention.

(End of this chapter)