In mid-air, despite the flashing eyes and fluctuating words, the two people under the spotlight fell into an unusual silence after a brief conversation.
The eyes are still looking at each other, testing, fearing and solemn, and thinking.
After a few breaths, Li Daoqiang raised his head slightly and spoke first, but his voice did not spread, and only reached the ears of the old man: "Master, now that things have come to this, how about a frank talk between you and me?"
"Exactly what I want." The old Taoist nodded and replied without hesitation.
"Okay." Li Daoqiang said with a frank expression: "I, Li Daoqiang, always speak my mind directly and don't like to beat around the bush.
From the bottom of my heart, if I can meet a real person, I want to compete with a real person. After all, it is too difficult to meet an opponent. "
The old Taoist nodded slightly, with a sign of approval.
He has not encountered this kind of opponent for decades. It is indeed rare.
When I saw Li Daoqiang, in addition to being fearful and solemn, I also felt a sense of joy and fighting spirit.
"such a pity."
Li Daoqiang suddenly sighed with regret, "Now is not the time."
The old man was silent.
"Regardless of victory or defeat, it will not be a good thing for you, me, Black Dragon Village, and Wudang." Li Daoqiang's tone was slightly serious.
The old Taoist pondered for a few breaths, looked directly at Li Daoqiang, and said seriously: "What the great master said is true. I dare to ask, what does the great master really want?"
Li Daoqiang's expression became more cautious, and he said seriously: "Master, this world has been in chaos for so many years, Master, you don't want to come out, why don't you let me come?
Maybe I can do better. "
"The master has this idea, and Pindao should not stop it, but if you want to establish a dynasty and build a country, Black Dragon Village is definitely not a good choice.
Moreover, if we forcefully use martial arts as the starting point, it will lead to even greater killings. Don't be impatient in everything, and I hope the master will think twice. "The old Taoist said solemnly.
Li Daoqiang tasted it carefully and couldn't help but feel happy.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't mind him creating a country, but he was already dissatisfied with the Song Dynasty, but he was far from satisfied with the Ming Dynasty yet.
He just thinks that Black Dragon Village harbors evil and evil and cannot be used as a foundation to build a country.
In addition, expanding Black Dragon Village and going against the major forces would be thankless. He was implicitly advised to target the Song Dynasty directly first, and then plan for it slowly.
Just forcing it will only cause greater killing and chaos.
If nothing changes, this is indeed a very good step.
"Thank you, Master, for reminding me." Li Daoqiang smiled gratefully, and then said frankly: "But the weather is about to change, and no one knows what will happen. Once the situation a thousand years ago occurs again, I don't know how many worlds will merge together.
At that time, who knows how many strong people there will be? What will the situation be like?
Under such circumstances, Li did not intend to found a country and unify the world. "
The old Taoist is not surprised that if Li Daoqiang does not establish a country, it may not be a good thing to dominate the world under unknown circumstances due to imminent changes.
He looked cautious and said, "I'd like to hear the details."
"Master, the world is too chaotic now. Although the power of each country's court is good, it is far from being able to control the forces of all parties.
What I think is very simple. If the country and the court cannot control it, I will. "Li Daoqiang said quietly, and his domineering power flowed calmly.
The old Taoist frowned, a little worried.
He does not judge his character based on his origin, and what Li Daoqiang has done over the years is not extremely evil in his eyes.
However, without the establishment of a country, using Heilongzhai to manage all parties is likely to cause harm to the country and the people, and make the people miserable.
After a moment of silence, he sighed softly in his heart and said in a deep voice: "The master, in the Song Dynasty, even if I have an idea, I can't do anything to stop the master, I can only watch from the sidelines.
But here in the Ming Dynasty, the situation is still calm, and we hope that the master will not start a massacre. "
Li Daoqiang raised his eyebrows. Zhang Sanfeng meant that he would not care about Song State and would only watch, but if the trouble went too far, he would still come forward.
Here in the Ming Dynasty, he is not allowed to take action.
This answer did not surprise him, they all knew it, unless they fought to the death.
Otherwise, for the time being, neither side can control the other's behavior in the Ming and Song Dynasties.
"Okay, I hope the real person will take care of the matter in Shu." Li Daoqiang agreed immediately, and the topic turned to the central matter this time.
"As long as there are no more killings, the old Taoist can do nothing." The old Taoist said seriously.
Li Daoqiang was startled, and suddenly felt that the old Taoist in front of him was a bit unruly.
"Hahaha."
He smiled boldly and said clearly: "Don't worry, Master, Li will not make it difficult for Master."
"Thank you for your understanding, Master. Hey, this man is old and has many disciples and grandsons, so he always feels a little helpless." The old Taoist sighed suddenly, showing helplessness.
But invisibly, there was a sense of relaxation, as if it was time to relax after the business was done.
At the same time, a pair of eyes looked directly at Li Daoqiang, implying expectation.
Li Daoqiang: "·····"
He felt that this veteran was really not that serious.
A flash of weirdness flashed across his face, and the burning expectation that had just been suppressed by himself quietly emerged, and a smile emerged: "What the real person said is true. So many people are looking at us, and they don't know how much they expect. We can't let so many people down." .
It’s still early today, why don’t we try our best? "
"Haha, what the master said is very much in line with the poor Taoist's wishes, please." Under the moonlight, the old Taoist laughed loudly and said without hesitation.
The atmosphere that had always been as calm as water gave way to a bit of high-spiritedness.
Li Daoqiang's eyes lit up, and he felt that the old Taoist in front of him was a little different.
The corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he suddenly reacted.
This veteran seemed as calm as water at the beginning, with no desires or desires. Could it be that he had no opponent and could only play alone before he fell silent?
Now that you have an opponent, have you awakened your true nature?
Thoughts flashed by, fiery fighting spirit quickly flowed through the body, and the corners of the mouth curled up, just right.
Without any further words, the breaths of both of them surged at the same time.
In the eyes of countless people, the two people were silent for a long time. Just as they became more and more nervous and anxious, suddenly, there was even more silence between them.
Immediately, the old Taoist body once again had faint water ripples.
The space around Li Daoqiang seemed to be unable to bear it and collapsed.
Countless hearts suddenly rose to their throats.
A fight is about to begin!
When this thought appeared, everyone could no longer remain calm, and all their faces changed color.
"They are really going to fight!" Murong Qiudi said softly, with a flash of confusion in his eyes, thinking about it but not thinking about it.
"A supreme grandmaster, a being who is valued as an opponent. When Bodhidharma reached the position of grandmaster, he had never had any opponent.
So I'm afraid this is the most pinnacle battle in history! "An old man sighed, his eyes particularly intense.
"What on earth did they say? Why are they suddenly starting to fight? They must have sent a message just now. It's really urgent." Someone said curiously.
"What was said is no longer that important. This battle is the most important." The narrator said deeply.
(sleep.)
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
