Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold and his tone was faint:
"Calamity awakens, and all living beings are in trouble. If there is a snow disaster today, the snow will not stop. In the future, spiritual energy will be swallowed up, and all living beings will enter the end of the Dharma.
At that time, those betrayers will be waiting for an opportunity. "
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly stared over and looked at Zhao Wujiang, wanting to see who this young man he was mocking was.
He was not surprised by the senior brothers who had come into contact with him. Some of the disciples of great families could do it.
But when it comes to disasters and things that are very likely to happen in the future, there are very few people in the world who know about it, and all of them are supreme beings or experts who understand the fate of heaven.
Whether it is Lu Xiaojin, one of the most beloved juniors of Lu Zhong of the Lu family in the Eastern Region of Fairies, the heirs of the Zhuge family of Wanbao Pavilion, or other supreme disciples, it is impossible for such young people to know such shocking things. Big secret.
Just uttering the words "disaster" and "betrayer" can show that the young man in front of him is not as ignorant of the truth as he mocked.
He had to lament that he had underestimated this person from the beginning.
Zhao Wujiang?
Who is it?
What Zhang Yuanqing was thinking couldn't be remembered for a moment.
"Who are you?" Zhang Yuanqing simply asked again. His clone carried many advantages of his original body.
Such as forgetfulness.
If you are forgetful, it is easy to lose track of your memory.
If you don’t remember clearly, you will have fewer worries.
"Is it your way to sacrifice innocent people?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes gradually condensed into purple light, and his whole body was filled with coldness and evil. He did not answer Zhang Yuanqing's question, but asked again.
"If we really have to sacrifice, I am more willing to sacrifice the people than many monks." Zhang Yuanqing also stood up slowly. The cultivation level of this clone is not high, but it is also the cultivation level of the Venerable Three Tribulations, and the momentum is still enough. powerful.
He said coldly:
"In order to increase the chance of victory, it is necessary to abandon the people.
Useless people will hold them back at the last moment, but the monks at least still have the strength to fight.
Save the spiritual stones used for the common people so that the monks can maintain their combat effectiveness in the end of the world.
Only by surviving and winning can more people be saved!
You are nothing more than a young and passionate person who wants to save people...
Isn't it clear at a glance which one is more important, which one is better, or which one is better, between saving more people and saving some people in front of us? "
"If you don't save one person, how can you save the common people?" Zhao Wujiang raised his hand and grabbed it. His hand was full of wind and snow, and an invisible wind and snow sword slowly condensed in his hand.
Zhang Yuanqing spread his palms, and a compass appeared in his hands:
"Can you save the world by being limited to one person?"
The two have different personalities, and neither can convince the other.
Even if their original purpose was to save them.
The argument was fruitless, and the two fought from the north to the south of the city, and from the city to the outside.
Swords, lights, talismans, and Taoist spells appeared frequently.
If it were an ordinary clone, Zhao Wujiang would have captured Zhang Yuanqing long ago.
However, Zhang Yuanqing's clone was specially prepared for himself, and even outside the city, it was not far from the city lord's palace. This clone continuously obtained power from the main body.
The power that is close to the Supreme, even if it is greatly reduced when it is conveyed to the clone, is still comparable to the cultivation of the Supreme for three kalpas and nine kalpas.
The two men fought inextricably.
Talking while fighting.
The two sides were at war with each other, but in the end, Zhang Xukun's two talismans calmed the matter.
One is shrunk into an inch talisman, and the other is a transmission talisman.
Shuchichengchun brought a message and stopped the fight.
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A long time ago in the past and a few years in the future, the results proved that Zhao Wujiang was right.
But the result also proved that Zhao Wujiang was wrong.
How can we save the common people if we don’t save one person? Or, to save the common people, we must make a certain sacrifice, and we must sacrifice this little person.
This answer will be the raging wind and snow in the future, and the spray of blood.
This answer is the truth behind all the plots from ancient times to the present.
Zhao Wujiang lost completely and won willingly.
