"Whatever organization it is."
Zhongxuan Sheng grabbed an iron ball with his hand and said: "Since the head is exposed, sooner or later it will be crushed to death!"
The muscles did not exert any force, but the heavy mysticism had already squeezed it into a discus shape. He rubbed it again and squeezed it back into a ball shape.
The details of the "Equality Country" have not yet been announced, but they have been classified as a cult by Qi Ting.
This fat man has always been dismissive of all kinds of heretical cults. With his background, he really doesn't need to care or face this.
However, Jiang Wang was inevitably a little wary.
As the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years."
What's more, this equal country is already too powerful based on the information displayed so far. The organizational ability is far better than that of the White Bone Path that is raging in Zhuang Country. Even in a hegemonic country like Qi, it has already taken root.
It's really scary.
But then again.
Now is indeed the time when Qi is at its peak. Even if it is an "equal country" that can do great things one after another and even connect with Xia State, this series of actions in Qi State ended in complete failure.
Cui Zhu was hindered by Jiang Wang and could only assassinate the king in advance... Without Jiang Wang, he would not be able to compete with Wang Yiwu.
Zhang Yong was forced to jump out by Qi Guoqing Pai, and he also took the initiative to make the choice to maximize the value of his identity...Crying Temple.
It can be said that the Equality Country is indeed a very scary organization. Every member who has appeared so far, regardless of their level of cultivation, has extremely high quality and has made the "best" choice under the existing conditions. .
Even the existence of young strong men like Cui Zhu and Zhang Yong shows that this organization has an extremely complete talent training system - something that is impossible for non-big forces.
But that's all.
No matter how much preparations the "Equal Nation" has, how powerful it is, or what actions it plans next, it can only be terminated now. With the Qi State military in possession of a member of Shenlin, the only thing this organization can do is to complete the cutting as much as possible before Qi State takes out all the information.
No matter how strong it is, it cannot compete head-on with Qi.
Although Jiang Wangzhong, Xuan Sheng and the others did not know how far the imperial court's investigation of the "Pingong Country" had reached, judging from the results of this series of events... After the incident came to an end, not only did the Qi State not have any turmoil, but it actually became more powerful. The first floor is just like the former Yang Kingdom.
As if in response to that sentence, there is no need to be afraid of the earthworms shaking the trees.
However, looking at the world, if an organization like the "Equality Country" can only be regarded as a worm, what does its current strength mean?
Jiang Wang smiled in his heart. As long as you keep moving forward, time will eventually leave the answer.
Putting aside his distracting thoughts, he took a step forward and was about to use it: "You are not using the Chongxuan secret technique correctly. I have been practicing with Chongxuan Zun these days, and that is not how he uses it!"
Zhong Xuansheng directly jumped forward and took back the iron ball with an alert look on his face: "Don't worry about it, his and I practice differently!"
Jiang Wang's hands were hanging in the air, and he felt a little resentful: "Why can't you listen to the advice?"
"You want to persuade anyone to go, but I won't be fooled anyway." Zhongxuan Sheng walked out without looking back: "Let's go, Fourteen, let's practice somewhere else!"
Fourteen followed with brisk steps.
The courtyard was suddenly empty.
Jiang Wang could only let out an unwilling snort and returned to his room alone.
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…
Jiang Wang is not the only person in the world who likes to be a teacher.
There are those who teach blacksmiths to make iron, those who teach boatmen to row, and those who teach storytellers to tell stories... and so on.
Of course, Jiang Wang's focus is not on "being a teacher", but on the process of "becoming a teacher".
Some people are different.
Our Uncle Chongxuan, after much thought today, knocked on the door of his promising son’s courtyard.
At that time, Chongxuanzun was writing in the study, standing in front of the big sandalwood desk, writing big characters.
The person stands with his back straight, his head half lowered, and with a stroke of the pen, the word "I" appears.
I don’t know what words I wrote before, they were all covered up. But the next few pictures are all "I".
This character is written in a lonely and proud way, and the outline is extremely sharp, giving it an air that cannot be changed.
Of course Uncle Chongxuan, the "social celebrity" in Linzi's aristocratic circle, would not understand this implicit meaning. He knew that this word was an answer.
But he hesitated and hesitated before coming, and of course he would not fail so quickly.
This is my own home.
He, Uncle Chongxuan, is the head of a small family!
His eyes passed over the desk, pretending to look at the layout of the study, and pretending not to see those big characters at all, and started the topic in a very casual tone: "You have been very happy to greet your grandpa these days. Perfunctory. I haven’t spoken since I came back from Dianjiangtai.”
Chong Xuanzun smiled softly: "Am I not coming back too late for fear of disturbing grandpa? I'll go tomorrow morning."
"This is not a reason..."
Chongxuan Mingguang obviously has no confidence and speaks in a weak voice.
No matter who it is, it is difficult to have enough confidence to deal with such a son who is the best in Linzi. Especially when you are not very good. Good guy, if we are enemies, he can't hold a finger from his son.
He said wiltingly: "Your mother died young, and I didn't restrain you from childhood to adulthood." (Actually, he was just playing for himself.)
"You can do whatever you want, and be with whomever you like. You don't have to like the women of the Ruan family."
At this point, his tone became stronger: "There's just one thing. Your grandpa is old, so you're not allowed to talk back to him!"
But he immediately weakened again: "You can do one thing in front of me and another thing behind you!"
After saying this, he glanced at the silent Zhongxuan Zun again and muttered: "I know your wings are stiff and you probably don't listen to me very much. But as your father, I still have to say it."
When others call themselves "Lao Tzu," they do so with all their teeth and claws. On the contrary, as soon as the word came out, he immediately suppressed it, as if he was just trying to support himself.
Zhong Xuanzun sighed, put down the brush in his hand, and looked at him seriously: "Father, everything is fine with you."
Zhongxuan Mingguang snorted from his nostrils: "Let's be honest, what's the bad thing about it?"
He raised his chin slightly, looking very arrogant.
scold me, scold me, make trouble, make trouble, I've seen it all too often!
In the aristocratic circles of Linzi, few people think highly of me, and I know it well! Is it useful for them to look up to? Fuck that bird!
Say me, say me, say me! Your grandpa has trained me since I was young, and I haven’t lost half of my flesh! Are you afraid of a little brat like you?
He thought so in his heart.
But Zhongxuan smiled and said: "There is no more behind. Just this sentence...you are good at everything."
Chongxuan Mingguang was silent for a moment and curled his lips: "Just talk nonsense!"
He flicked his sleeves and walked out disdainfully.
When he reached the door, he paused and raised his head higher. Get out the door.
He left arrogantly.
