As he finished speaking, the Golden Dragon of National Fortune, which had originally entered the Jiuding to recuperate, suddenly sprang out from inside.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jiang Wenming felt that its body seemed to have become much more solid, and its size was also a bit larger.
After the golden dragon appeared, it circled around and then plunged into the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a wave of light appeared, centered on the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, and continued to spread in all directions, but the main direction of spread was towards the East China Sea.
The other human monks showed surprise after seeing this scene.
Doing this for the National Fortune Golden Dragon means that the East China Sea area has been recovered and re-incorporated into the territory of China.
This is something worth celebrating.
After all these years, they can finally fight back!
"Everyone, don't be too happy. The real battle has just begun. Yingzhou is just our starting point, not our end. Our goal is the sea of stars.
Recovering the lost territory is only the first step. After the integration of China is completed, I will personally visit the other eight realms and visit their homes. "
"Boy, don't be stupid. Now that you have regained the lost ground, you will be protected by the fate of the country. Those killings are not affected by cause and effect. If you enter other realms to fight, every killing will be recorded on you.
You yourself have been contaminated by the demon clan's karma. If you are contaminated by other karma, you will definitely end up with the same fate as Donghuang Taiyi in the future. You should think twice! "
Zhen Yuanzi’s voice sounded in Jiang Wenming’s mind.
"I have a sense of proportion, and the extent of my guilt depends on their attitude."
He is not a cruel person, but he is definitely not a bad person. If other realms still covet the land of China, he would not mind imitating Ying Zheng once.
After hearing his words, Zhen Yuanzi fell into silence.
To be honest, he couldn't understand Jiang Wenming's thoughts, or even what Donghuang Taiyi did back then.
Is ethnicity really that important?
He is an innate creature and does not have any kindred, so he does not understand the sense of belonging and honor.
The Tao is ruthless, and so are the innate beings who cultivate the Tao.
Since I was born, I have looked down on all living beings, so how can I empathize with other people?
To take the most appropriate example, if you lean over to look at the ants, you may sympathize with them for their hard work and throw some food to them; you may pity them for encountering a disaster and help to resolve it.
But you will never understand why they do what they do, and you won't feel sad after seeing them drown.
Because you are not the same kind.
The same is true for these innate beings. The closer they are to the human race, the more they care. On the contrary, the less contact they have with the human race, the weaker their feelings for the human race will be.
All Jiang Wenming can do is to continue to deepen the bond between the two parties and allow them to truly integrate into China.
If possible, he would also like to integrate the other eight realms.
Just like Qin Shihuang, he will unify you first, and then let future generations slowly assimilate until they completely recognize China.
This kind of thing cannot be accomplished in a day and requires the joint efforts of countless generations.
He just needs to be a pioneer and help lay a foundation for future generations, such as books sharing the same text, cars running on the same track...
Just as he was thinking about these future plans, a strange beast suddenly ran towards him in the distance.
Countless flowers, plants and trees were knocked down, and even houses in some villages were trampled down.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Wenming's face instantly darkened.
This 'Demon Court' of mine has just been established, so why don't you just do this for me?
Bai Ze had been paying attention to Jiang Wenming's expression, so after seeing his ugly face, he immediately took a step forward.
"I'm going to see what's going on."
After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Jiang Wenming's answer.
The monks from the three sects all held magic weapons and looked down, as if they would take action if they disagreed.
"Save people first!"
Jiang Wenming said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Demon King!"
Tamamo Mae immediately took the order and flew out in a flash.
After a while.
Shirasawa appeared with a strange beast, while Tamamo Mae followed with a boy in his arms.
"The Flame Demon Emperor, I brought you here. The cause of the matter is this..."
Bai Ze told what happened in detail.
It turned out that when Fu Zhu was carrying water from the lake, he was bumped into by this young man. Seeing that Fu Zhu was an extraordinary horse, he wanted to capture him and use him as a mount.
But who is Fu Zhu?
It is a mythical beast that loves to be clean. How could it be used as a mount for a little kid?
So the two of them started fighting.
You won't know the outcome until you fight. After taking action, it sadly discovered that it was no match for this young man.
Not only was he beaten, but he was also forcibly mounted on him.
It had no choice but to run all the way back, trying to get someone to help, but the boy discovered his idea and the two sides started fighting again.
Accidentally, the village below was destroyed.
After Jiang Wenming listened to Bai Ze's translation, he turned to look at the young man holding Tamamozamae's hand.
"Who are you and why do you want to arrest Fu Zhu?"
"My name is Wild Boy, and I came here specifically to become your disciple. Please accept me as your disciple."
As the wild boy spoke, he knelt down directly towards Jiang Wenming and kowtowed.
This scene immediately shocked everyone.
They originally thought that the other party was here to cause trouble, and after hearing Bai Ze's explanation, they thought that they were interested in Shang Fu Zhu, but who would have thought that in the end they found out that they were here for the Flame Demon Emperor.
"Worship me as your teacher?"
Jiang Wenming thought he heard wrongly and pointed at himself with some unconfidence.
"Uh-huh!"
The wild boy's head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Why me? Do you know me?"
Jiang Wenming tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember the young man in front of him at all.
This almost made me think that besides my real name, I had lost my memory in other places.
"Although I don't know you, I saw you beating those Yingzhou people, and what you said, I am willing to become your disciple and fight alongside you. Please accept me, senior!"
The wild boy said and kowtowed to Jiang Wenming again.
Jiang Wenming wanted to refuse, but after hearing his words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Wait a minute, what did you just say?"
"I said I want to become your teacher and fight alongside you."
"It's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence."
"Although I don't know you, I saw you and the Yingzhou people..."
"Wait a minute! You just said you saw me fighting with the Yingzhou people? Did you see it there?"
Jiang Wenming finally found the problem.
It was hundreds of kilometers away from where he fought, and it only took a few hours to get back from the fight.
What's going on with this savage-like young man in front of me?
How many hours did it take to catch up from there?
It was obvious that he was not a human monk, and he did not have any magic weapons or mounts, otherwise he would not be interested in Fu Zhu.
So he ran here with his legs?
When he thought of this, Jiang Wenming couldn't help but look at the other party carefully.
