At that time, the mountains were dark and the water was dark. At this moment, the rising sun left the clouds and suddenly illuminated the sky and the ground.
Facing the red sun, Jin Xuangong Bu Guren came to the side hall.
With his instinct like a beast, Bu Guren had already noticed signs of Bai Zimo being injured.
In any confrontation in life, he never thought he would lose.
When he was young, opportunities were like prey in winter. If you catch them, you will live, if you miss them, you will die. At that time, he learned to rely on almost ruthless judgment to seize every fleeting opportunity; now, he is the long-famous Jin Xuangong, and he has Plenty of room for error.
Bai Zimo stood in the morning light, obviously having anticipated Bu Guren's arrival.
"I originally thought that the Nine Ancestors would set up another mountain and establish a pseudo-regime, but I didn't expect that they were smarter. They would hit us directly." Bu Guren said in a relaxed tone, as if he had not suffered any losses.
Bai Zimo coughed lightly, "It's you. You guys."
Bu Guren became more and more proud, "In the eyes of the world, what's the difference?"
Bai Zimo's eyes drifted far away, "In the five counties, most of the monks who have the means to settle down have joined the Nine Sons Holy Army, and the rest of the monks have also joined the Beggar Clan."
Bu Guren directly closed the coffin and concluded: "They are all thieves. They enjoy the system of rituals and music, but they don't know benevolence and righteousness. They enjoy the favor of the emperor of our country, but they don't know loyalty and righteousness."
Bai Zimo was a little sulky, "If you have fewer rebellious ministers, you will have fewer thieves - the people are not thieves by nature!"
When Bu Guren heard this, he laughed uproariously regardless of his manners, as if he had heard a ridiculous and stupid joke.
Before Bai Zimo could speak in time, Bu Guren had already changed his state, with a cold expression on his face, "There are still some monks in the Five Counties. Most of them are casual cultivators with low level and weak cultivation. You want to protect them, right?"
Bai Zimo answered silently.
Bu Guren sneered coldly, "People are not thieves by nature. Bai Zimo, you and I are not the same people after all. In my opinion, even if those casual cultivators can survive, they will not be of any use."
Bai Zimo remained silent.
Bu Guren suddenly changed the subject, "You should know more about Gu Yucheng."
Although Bai Zimo was puzzled, his expression and demeanor remained calm.
Seeing this, Bu Guren knew that his goal had been achieved, so he tightened his clothes and walked out.
Bai Zimo sighed, "I need you to ask Feng Jingliu to open the borders under his rule and allow casual cultivators to circulate."
Bu Guren directly refused, "It would be foolish for me to give the Nine Sons Holy Army the opportunity to infiltrate our side."
Bai Zimo sighed, "You and I both know the origin of the Nine Sons Holy Army, right?"
Bu Guren replied nonchalantly, "It's just an illusory legend. Time will always make the true become false, and the false become true. - The only thing that interests me is that the demon country is spreading the word that there is a magical power that can not only improve monks Realm, and even beneficial to the monks’ talents. Most monks are dubious. Oh, in fact, they are too stupid.”
Bai Zimo looked gloomy.
"A monk's talent does have an upper limit, but in the case of Shiqing Shilu, there will always be geniuses. There will always be geniuses. After all, the children of the Wolf King are often stronger, just because of the resources the Wolf King has received , more." Bu Guren enjoyed admitting all this.
Bai Zimo refuted ruthlessly, "Wolves still have natural enemies and are born out of sorrow. Once a monk forgets that "survival is not a matter of course", he will indulge in debauchery and die in comfort."
Bu Guren did not deny it, "Yes, but you also know that the stories told by good storytellers cannot be agreed by everyone. Just like a truth, it is difficult to become an absolute iron law. Your truth is just a joke to me."
"Bai Zimo, you actually knew the outcome. Huh, you know Feng Jingliu won't agree. Who would risk their own lives to save a group of useless cultivators?" Bu Guren didn't agree. Say no more and leave in stride.
The hero Twelve Heavens walked out from behind Bai Zimo, "Gu Yucheng, is there anything special about you?"
Bai Zimo was uneasy. "Ancient spiritual power. He has ancient spiritual power. I suspect that he has entered Taiyi Palace. The ancient spiritual power may be obtained from it."
Twelve days are a bit tiring, "Zhengdingyuan... Taiyi Palace."
Bai Zimo was slightly silent, "Before Xiang Emperor, it is Tao, the mother of all things, and the law of heaven and earth. After Xiang Emperor, it is Dharma, the son of all things, and the law of things."
Bai Zimo turned around and looked at Twelve Heavens, "It's time (this chapter is not over yet!)
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, allowing Bai Zhiyi to take charge. "
Twelve days nodded and comforted, "Bu Guren seemed unmoved, but since I mentioned Gu Yucheng, there will eventually be a chance... As for the casual cultivator Qi Yunhai gave up, I have other plans."...
"Every monk has his own way of living. In the Shang Kingdom, the elders live to protect their own privileges. The casual cultivators live to survive. Hehe, you must not be a casual cultivator. You have nothing." The short elder looked to his side. Declare killing.
Xuan Sha smiled like a jackal, "So the temple families in the Demon Kingdom have broken away from the rogue cultivators. As long as the rogue cultivators are used skillfully, they can replace them."
"Remember to throw it away after use. The host and guest sect sacrificed so much for the casual cultivators in the three southern provinces, but in the end, they got nothing." Qu Woji's words were full of resentment.
"If you want to throw it away, you don't need to throw it all away." Xuan Sha looked at the tower in front of him and sighed, "Oh, these fools only know how to guard against the Nine Sons Holy Army, and only care about the gains and losses of their own small area. In the end? They don't know how to do it. I don’t understand, rejecting the casual cultivators left by Qi Yunhai today will chill the hearts of the casual cultivators in the world. But, there are also sober cultivators, and Bai Zimo can see through all this."
"But it's a pity that he alone can't change the entire Demon Kingdom Temple. Don't forget that there is Bu Guren. That guy can also see this clearly, but he doesn't care about it at all." Qu Woji added. ..
"Soon, there will be casual cultivators trying to cross the restrictions set by Feng Jingliu. We must welcome them well." Xuan Sha was full of expectations.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is looking forward to the welcome of the Nine Sons Holy Army." Qu Woji reminded.
"Let's tell the truth, the Shang Kingdom crossed the four major sects to help the Nine Sons Holy Army, which is somewhat..."
Qu Woji smiled softly, "But we will cooperate, isn't it because we need each other?"
Xuan Sha laughed loudly, Qu Woji quickly flew up and covered Xuan Sha's mouth, "Are you crazy?"
Xuan Sha pushed Qu Woji's hands away and hid in the darkness.
An Fuhai wiped the sweat off his forehead with his oily hands and looked back at the cardamom girl behind him.
The woman behind her looks like a girl in her prime, both in stature and appearance.
This kind of woman is generally called "cardamom girl".
"Perhaps..." An Fuhai half-opened his mouth, but finally stopped talking.
The girl turned around and said, "Hurry up. Don't let the demon country monks find out. We can't rest until we reach our destination."
An Fuhai nodded silently.
The girl saw that An Fuhai was in a low mood and asked, "What's wrong?"
An Fuhai smiled bitterly, "Do you believe that Gu Yucheng will become a renaissance man in the wilderness?"
Zhongxing means turning decline into prosperity. In these troubled times, the people of Zhongxing are the saviors of the world.
The girl lowered her head slightly and said, "I don't know. But he deserves my trust."
An Fuhai smiled even brighter, "Miss Xun said so, that's what it is. He will become a renaissance man in the wilderness."
Miss Xun glanced at An Fuhai and said, "Don't be such a talker. Let's go quickly."
An Fuhai nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."
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