The agreement... After hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes, moved his eyes away from Xu Qi'an, and looked into the distance.
There is a dusk air in him. dusk air is not a derogatory term, but people yearn for new life, so this word is often not in line with people's preferences.
The dusk aura in an old man is a breath that is more vicissitudes than vicissitudes of life.
He was the same age as his country, and was born in the weekend, witnessing the rise and fall of the two dynasties.
He rose up in troubled times and led the righteous army to overthrow the tyranny. He experienced too many things and saw too many people.
The dusk air naturally soaked into the bones.
Strangely, Xu Qi'an did not see such dusk energy in the supervision, the Arhats of the Conservation, and even two extraordinary masters such as Vajra.
Is it because he has been in the world all the time... or because he is a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an thought to himself.
After a while, the old man said slowly:
When Emperor Wuzong rebelled and usurped the throne, I had not yet gone into seclusion.At that time, Emperor Dafeng was close to treacherous ministers and caused a mess in the government and the country.
Of course, temporary political turbidity is nothing, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the chaos at the end of the dynasty.
Wuzong was the grandson of Emperor Gaozu. His talent was not inferior to his grandfather and his personality was the same. He was both talented and magnificent heroes.He took advantage of the dissatisfaction with the tyrant monarchs and treacherous ministers at that time, and recruited soldiers and launched a rebellion under the name of clearing the emperor.
This is very smart. If he directly rebels, he will not win the hearts of the people and will not receive help from knowledgeable people.
At that time, he was just a third-rank warrior. It was difficult for him to rebel under the nose of the first-generation supervisor.
So he wisely found three helpers: Confucianism, Buddhism, and contemporary supervisors.
Hearing this, Xu Qi'an had to interrupt and said in surprise:
But I heard that when Emperor Wuzong rebelled five hundred years ago, Confucianism stood by and watched from beginning to end.
The old man smiled:
Sit on your own, it is the greatest help.Otherwise, with the Confucian heritage at that time and the first generation of supervisors, could Wuzong succeed?Unless the Buddha takes action himself.
Confucianism had long been dissatisfied with the emperors at that time, but the first generation of prisons were in checks and balances, leaving Confucianism helpless.
He waited for a while, and saw that Xu Qian had no questions, and continued:
When Emperor Wuzong first started his rebellion, he did not have enough troops to compete with the entire Dafeng, so he set his mind on the Wulin Alliance.
And the one who is in charge of lobbying me to send troops is the current supervisor.
At first I disagreed, but if this happened, what benefits can I get?It is impossible for Wuzong to cut Jianzhou to me.If I failed, the martial arts alliance that I have worked hard to run for more than 100 years may be destroyed.
You might as well guess how he convinced me.
Xu Qi'an felt a little moved: Is it related to this agreement?
The old man nodded, then shook his head:
To be precise, it is a transaction.
In the more than a hundred years since I returned to Jianzhou to establish the Wulin League, I have already been promoted to the third-grade peak, but I have never been able to match the truth.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not difficulties and setbacks, but the inability to see hope.The original cultivation of Ji, who was surnamed Ji, was similar to me. He became more lucky in his career. His cultivation level went thousands of miles a day, and finally entered the ranks of first-class martial artists.
I was not convinced, so I never asked him about the experience of the Hedao Realm.
What a shameless question, you old man, you have taken all the bamboo shoots from Quanrong Mountain... Xu Qi'an complained silently.
At that time, I didn't know the rules that those who are lucky cannot live forever. Decades later, before I could convince myself, the person named Ji became a short-lived ghost and died...
The old man shook his head and sneered:
The first generation girl was probably crying, hahaha.I always suspected that he was a rabbit.Ahem... In short, I have been at the peak of the third grade for many years, and I cannot break through and cannot see hope for breakthroughs.
Until that day, the Contemporary Supervision Officer came to me and said that as long as I was willing to send troops to help Wuzong seize the throne, he would help me to be promoted to the second rank.
Xu Qian laughed:
I understand, senior, you have been cheated by the supervisor.Unexpectedly, Ji Zheng was also an old politician back then.
The old man looked at him and smiled:
I thought so before, but now, I have indeed been promoted to the second grade.
Within a dozen seconds after saying this, the smile on Xu Qi'an's face first remained unchanged, and then he seemed to think of something. His smile stiffened a little bit, frozen on his face, and finally disappeared slowly.
If there was a camera taking the whole process at this moment, his acting skills would be absolutely amazing.
...Xu Qi'an looked at the old man with a dull look, his lips moved, and he spoke with difficulty:
What you mean is, Nine Colored Lotus Root, no, my help is to fulfill the original promise?
The old man said yes: Apart from that, I can't think of a better explanation.
Throw!Throw!Throw!
Xu Qi'an took three steps in a row and stared at the old man in a daze. His face suddenly twisted, unable to tell whether it was surprised or fear.
Or, both.
Outsiders have no way of knowing his inner activities. Under his dull face, there are upside-down emotions and explosive information boiling.
If things really look like what the old man said, what does that mean?
I remember Xu Pingfeng said that the destiny master has the ability to peek into the secrets of heaven and can predict the future to a certain extent. Because of this, the supervisor cannot interfere with what he predicted.You can only make arrangements in secret and have an influence on the side.
Peeping into the secrets of heaven is a matter of heaven. If you reveal the secrets of heaven, you will directly be punished by heaven.But this is still not the key, the key point is...
Five hundred years ago, the supervisor was not the destiny master Ah. How could he predict the future? How could he be!!!
Xu Qi'an's face turned extremely ugly, as if his three views had collapsed.
What seems to have come to mind?
The old man frowned and asked when he saw that his face was not right.
Xu Qian did not reply, maintained an ugly face, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Then, based on this information, he extended three guesses and one doubt.
Guess 1: What predicted the situation five hundred years later was not the supervisor, but the first generation supervisor.
If this is the case, the secrets involved will be terrible.
Guess 2: If there is a problem with the identity of the contemporary surveillance officer, he is likely to be the first surveillance officer.The original disciples may have been the first generation's vest.
But in this case, why did the first generation take great pains to commit suicide? What is the purpose?
In addition, Buddhist Bodhisattvas participated in this matter. Every Bodhisattva had the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. It was very difficult for the first generation to open their vests without hiding them.
Guess 3: The above two are not correct. Contemporary surveillance can predict what will happen five hundred years later, because it has a problem.
As for doubts...
Now when I recall the warlock system, the curse of the apprentice's back stabbing the master, there is actually a paradox.
The terrible contemporary surveillance is, the terrible first generation will be.
Contemporary surveillance can predict the future, and the first generation can do it. He can find a way to get rid of Emperor Wuzong before he rebelled.
Even if the Master of Destiny cannot interfere in the future, Xu Qi'an believes that Emperor Wuzong must have had countless life-threatening situations in his lifetime.
As long as the first generation of supervisors seized the opportunity and exerted influence from the side, Emperor Wuzong would die.
Don't question it, the first generation of surveillance can definitely do it.
There are many similar methods. The first surveillance officer has the ability to prevent Emperor Wuzong from finding an opportunity to rebel.
At first glance, this paradox seems to verify guess one and guess two, but in fact it can also verify guess three.
If contemporary surveillance itself has problems, it can indeed break the paradox.
Another explanation is that the first-generation supervisor foresaw the contemporary backstab, but did not stop him and chose to play against him.Just like the attitude of contemporary surveillance towards Xu Pingfeng.
I know you are going to backstab me, but I won't stop it. We use the warlock to fight to the death.
In Xu Pingfeng's words, this is a curse of the sorcerer system and cannot be avoided. Unless you want the sorcerer system to be cut off, as long as you want to continue, you must accept disciples and then accept the disciple's back stab.
Commonly known as the rules!
In addition to the above three guesses and one doubt, Xu Qi'an also has a reason that conforms to reality.
There are not so many conspiracy theories in this reasoning. The truth is that Jishu was indeed an old politician at that time, and was simply fooling old men.
As we all know, politicians in the world all make good deals in advance and get free afterwards.
Anyway, the supervisor will be successfully promoted to the first rank by then, and are he afraid of a vulgar warrior taking revenge?
As for five hundred years later, the old man really relied on the nine-color lotus root to be promoted to the second grade. Perhaps many years later, the supervisor found that he could use the nine-color lotus root to fulfill his promise, so he made arrangements.
In essence, there is no such thing as predicting five hundred years.
To be fair, Xu Qi'an felt that this was the truth.
The reason is very simple. It is impossible for a first-class monk to accurately predict something five hundred years later.
Even the superb ones are not good.
He is not a newcomer now. He has killed second-grade Joan of Arc and beaten first-grade Dharma images. Even if he has never been exposed to super grades, he has some idea in his mind.
With a dispersed thought, Xu Qi'an asked:
How do you judge the senior? What is the promise that the supervisor said is me?
The old man sighed:
The old guy said: Live well, the day when you are in harmony with the Tao is the time when the people of the Central Plains need you.
Of course, maybe it's just an excuse, so warlocks are always talking about it.But since I successfully advanced, I will treat it as he fulfilled his promise.
...Xu Qi'an's scalp was numb.
At this time, someone swept to the top of the cliff in the air, stopped in the distance, and bowed:
The ancestor, the younger generation Wen Chengbi.
The old man looked a little confused.
Xu Qi'an helped introduce:
This is the deputy leader of your Wulin League.
The old man nodded suddenly and asked: What's the matter?
Wen Chengbi told the troubles faced by the Wulin League and tentatively said:
If the military town is expanded as the core of the headquarters, it can indeed save a lot of manpower and material resources.Alliance Leader Cao hesitated and ordered me to seek your opinions from my ancestors.
The core problem is that there is not enough funding... Xu Qi'an made a summary.
In the era of underdeveloped equipment, large-scale construction was very financial and manpower. In the history that Xu Qi'an is familiar with, there are many examples of the country's destruction due to large-scale construction.
Sui and Qin are examples. Although the demise of a dynasty cannot be only one reason, and there must be other factors, it is a reason to be crowned by later generations.
It is enough to show how exhausting the infrastructure project is.
The old man pondered:
It’s okay to have money. I will be responsible for searching out the silver buried under the mountain.The headquarters is still built on the mountain, and there is no doubt about it.
Xu Qian understood what he meant, and chaos was approaching, and the headquarters of the Wulin League was like a dangerous pass, which could be defended when retreating and attack when advance.
If it is built in a flat military town, then the enemy cavalry will be defeated in an instant when they arrive.
Wen Chengbi said in a deep voice:
But in this way, the league's savings for many years may be...if it's just that, at most, the brothers save money.But now the disaster is everywhere, and there is no money to provide disaster relief, the situation in Jianzhou may be in chaos.
The old man immediately said: Then let the brothers and soldiers in the alliance work together.
Wen Chengbi shook his head: There is still not enough manpower.
The old man frowned, thought for a moment, turned to Xu Qi'an and said:
What do you think?
Xu Qian said angrily:
What a simple thing, it’s not enough to use work for relief. I’ll call up disaster victims and build a headquarters, and don’t give money but only food.It can not only solve the problem of food and clothing for the victims, but also save money.
Wen Chengbi's eyes lit up suddenly and he said in surprise:
Xu Yinluo is very insightful and deserves to be Xu Yinluo, he can come up with such a brilliant plan.
This is not a clever plan, it is a tradition... Xu Qi'an nodded reservedly.
Not in line with the rules!
The old man frowned.
There is no precedent for labor-for-relief these days. The victims were drinking the porridge donated by the court or wealthy families with peace of mind, waiting for the disaster to end and the earth to recover.
Even if there are occasional small-scale labor-for-relief incidents, it is difficult to become mainstream.
My ancestors, this plan is very wonderful.Wen Chengbi hurriedly said, "In extraordinary times, you should act very well."Please give your ancestors a thumbs up.
The old man waved his hand, too lazy to care about these trivial things:
Go.
Watching Wen Chengbi leave, Xu Qi'an said:
Senior, I am now in the third grade, and the next step is to reunite.But it is still unknown that the true meaning of Tao is consistent.
The old man knows everything:
Hedao is the transformation of "intense", which I call it the completion of one's own martial arts.Every fourth-grade martial artist can only understand one mind, which is the martial arts he chooses.
Idea is the prototype of Tao.
Improving the path you walk is the true meaning of the second-level Tao.But Ah, it's easy to say, but it's hard to sit up.
In my life, I have practiced sword techniques hard, gathered the strengths of each sword techniques to melt them into one furnace.But in the end, he was still stuck at the peak of the third grade and almost died after failing to Hedao.
Xu Qi'an quickly asked: How did you follow the Tao?
There are thousands of swords, and you can understand the true meaning and be able to conform to the Tao.But there are countless roads to the true meaning. During my retreat, my body turned into pieces of meat, without a piece of meat, representing different sword paths.They have their own ideas and all think they are right.
Can nine-color lotus root help people to follow the Tao?
Nine-colored lotus seeds can enlighten all things, and lotus roots can naturally be, even stronger.Its role in it is to enlighten the thousands of "Is" trapped in the quagmire and identify a "I" that is the dominant position.The lotus seeds are not effective enough to achieve this effect, but the nine-color lotus root can do it.This is also the reason why Qingyang wanted to seize the nine-color lotus root for me.
Nine-colored lotus root is equivalent to a stabilizer, which plays a catalytic and stable role... Xu Qi'an generally understands it.
I still have a small piece of nine-color lotus root to keep. Well, let Nan Zhi continue to cultivate lotus roots for me. In this way, if I enter the second grade, maybe I don’t have to take away her spiritual aggregate.
Before Xu Qi'an handed over the nine-color lotus root, he cut a small piece of it and left it beside him, just like the nine-color lotus root that was the first.
Such a treasure must be made sustainable.
After saying goodbye to the old man and returning to the military town, Xu Qi'an found a yard and invited Mu Nanzhi and Chai Xing'er to leave. The latter was imprisoned in the Buddha Pagoda for a long time, resulting in qi deficiency and weak body. Xu Qi'an planned to release him for a while.
She is also useful. The tomb guarded by the ancestors of the Chai family can be watched by Xu Pingfeng, and the owner of the tomb is absolutely unusual.
Mu Nanzhi wore a plum-colored cotton jacket and a plain-colored pleated long skirt, highlighting the temperament of a literary youth and a rich wife.
Even if her appearance is mediocre, it is hard to hide her unique charm.
The little white fox took advantage of Xu Qi'an's walk away and hurriedly said:
Auntie, I want to pee.
Without saying a word, he jumped out of Mu Nanzhi's arms and ran away like a joyful life.
It used its natal magical powers and turned into a white shadow, flashing a few times in the military town, then moved away from the building complex, and then plunged into the vast Quanrong Mountains.
In a cup of tea, Bai Ji sneaked into the deep mountains and forests, away from the main peak of Quanrong Mountain.
It glanced around and picked a high rock to jump on it.
The Empress must be arranged to come.
There is a dusk air in him. dusk air is not a derogatory term, but people yearn for new life, so this word is often not in line with people's preferences.
The dusk aura in an old man is a breath that is more vicissitudes than vicissitudes of life.
He was the same age as his country, and was born in the weekend, witnessing the rise and fall of the two dynasties.
He rose up in troubled times and led the righteous army to overthrow the tyranny. He experienced too many things and saw too many people.
The dusk air naturally soaked into the bones.
Strangely, Xu Qi'an did not see such dusk energy in the supervision, the Arhats of the Conservation, and even two extraordinary masters such as Vajra.
Is it because he has been in the world all the time... or because he is a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an thought to himself.
After a while, the old man said slowly:
When Emperor Wuzong rebelled and usurped the throne, I had not yet gone into seclusion.At that time, Emperor Dafeng was close to treacherous ministers and caused a mess in the government and the country.
Of course, temporary political turbidity is nothing, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the chaos at the end of the dynasty.
Wuzong was the grandson of Emperor Gaozu. His talent was not inferior to his grandfather and his personality was the same. He was both talented and magnificent heroes.He took advantage of the dissatisfaction with the tyrant monarchs and treacherous ministers at that time, and recruited soldiers and launched a rebellion under the name of clearing the emperor.
This is very smart. If he directly rebels, he will not win the hearts of the people and will not receive help from knowledgeable people.
At that time, he was just a third-rank warrior. It was difficult for him to rebel under the nose of the first-generation supervisor.
So he wisely found three helpers: Confucianism, Buddhism, and contemporary supervisors.
Hearing this, Xu Qi'an had to interrupt and said in surprise:
But I heard that when Emperor Wuzong rebelled five hundred years ago, Confucianism stood by and watched from beginning to end.
The old man smiled:
Sit on your own, it is the greatest help.Otherwise, with the Confucian heritage at that time and the first generation of supervisors, could Wuzong succeed?Unless the Buddha takes action himself.
Confucianism had long been dissatisfied with the emperors at that time, but the first generation of prisons were in checks and balances, leaving Confucianism helpless.
He waited for a while, and saw that Xu Qian had no questions, and continued:
When Emperor Wuzong first started his rebellion, he did not have enough troops to compete with the entire Dafeng, so he set his mind on the Wulin Alliance.
And the one who is in charge of lobbying me to send troops is the current supervisor.
At first I disagreed, but if this happened, what benefits can I get?It is impossible for Wuzong to cut Jianzhou to me.If I failed, the martial arts alliance that I have worked hard to run for more than 100 years may be destroyed.
You might as well guess how he convinced me.
Xu Qi'an felt a little moved: Is it related to this agreement?
The old man nodded, then shook his head:
To be precise, it is a transaction.
In the more than a hundred years since I returned to Jianzhou to establish the Wulin League, I have already been promoted to the third-grade peak, but I have never been able to match the truth.
The most terrifying thing in the world is not difficulties and setbacks, but the inability to see hope.The original cultivation of Ji, who was surnamed Ji, was similar to me. He became more lucky in his career. His cultivation level went thousands of miles a day, and finally entered the ranks of first-class martial artists.
I was not convinced, so I never asked him about the experience of the Hedao Realm.
What a shameless question, you old man, you have taken all the bamboo shoots from Quanrong Mountain... Xu Qi'an complained silently.
At that time, I didn't know the rules that those who are lucky cannot live forever. Decades later, before I could convince myself, the person named Ji became a short-lived ghost and died...
The old man shook his head and sneered:
The first generation girl was probably crying, hahaha.I always suspected that he was a rabbit.Ahem... In short, I have been at the peak of the third grade for many years, and I cannot break through and cannot see hope for breakthroughs.
Until that day, the Contemporary Supervision Officer came to me and said that as long as I was willing to send troops to help Wuzong seize the throne, he would help me to be promoted to the second rank.
Xu Qian laughed:
I understand, senior, you have been cheated by the supervisor.Unexpectedly, Ji Zheng was also an old politician back then.
The old man looked at him and smiled:
I thought so before, but now, I have indeed been promoted to the second grade.
Within a dozen seconds after saying this, the smile on Xu Qi'an's face first remained unchanged, and then he seemed to think of something. His smile stiffened a little bit, frozen on his face, and finally disappeared slowly.
If there was a camera taking the whole process at this moment, his acting skills would be absolutely amazing.
...Xu Qi'an looked at the old man with a dull look, his lips moved, and he spoke with difficulty:
What you mean is, Nine Colored Lotus Root, no, my help is to fulfill the original promise?
The old man said yes: Apart from that, I can't think of a better explanation.
Throw!Throw!Throw!
Xu Qi'an took three steps in a row and stared at the old man in a daze. His face suddenly twisted, unable to tell whether it was surprised or fear.
Or, both.
Outsiders have no way of knowing his inner activities. Under his dull face, there are upside-down emotions and explosive information boiling.
If things really look like what the old man said, what does that mean?
I remember Xu Pingfeng said that the destiny master has the ability to peek into the secrets of heaven and can predict the future to a certain extent. Because of this, the supervisor cannot interfere with what he predicted.You can only make arrangements in secret and have an influence on the side.
Peeping into the secrets of heaven is a matter of heaven. If you reveal the secrets of heaven, you will directly be punished by heaven.But this is still not the key, the key point is...
Five hundred years ago, the supervisor was not the destiny master Ah. How could he predict the future? How could he be!!!
Xu Qi'an's face turned extremely ugly, as if his three views had collapsed.
What seems to have come to mind?
The old man frowned and asked when he saw that his face was not right.
Xu Qian did not reply, maintained an ugly face, and it took him a long time to calm down.
Then, based on this information, he extended three guesses and one doubt.
Guess 1: What predicted the situation five hundred years later was not the supervisor, but the first generation supervisor.
If this is the case, the secrets involved will be terrible.
Guess 2: If there is a problem with the identity of the contemporary surveillance officer, he is likely to be the first surveillance officer.The original disciples may have been the first generation's vest.
But in this case, why did the first generation take great pains to commit suicide? What is the purpose?
In addition, Buddhist Bodhisattvas participated in this matter. Every Bodhisattva had the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. It was very difficult for the first generation to open their vests without hiding them.
Guess 3: The above two are not correct. Contemporary surveillance can predict what will happen five hundred years later, because it has a problem.
As for doubts...
Now when I recall the warlock system, the curse of the apprentice's back stabbing the master, there is actually a paradox.
The terrible contemporary surveillance is, the terrible first generation will be.
Contemporary surveillance can predict the future, and the first generation can do it. He can find a way to get rid of Emperor Wuzong before he rebelled.
Even if the Master of Destiny cannot interfere in the future, Xu Qi'an believes that Emperor Wuzong must have had countless life-threatening situations in his lifetime.
As long as the first generation of supervisors seized the opportunity and exerted influence from the side, Emperor Wuzong would die.
Don't question it, the first generation of surveillance can definitely do it.
There are many similar methods. The first surveillance officer has the ability to prevent Emperor Wuzong from finding an opportunity to rebel.
At first glance, this paradox seems to verify guess one and guess two, but in fact it can also verify guess three.
If contemporary surveillance itself has problems, it can indeed break the paradox.
Another explanation is that the first-generation supervisor foresaw the contemporary backstab, but did not stop him and chose to play against him.Just like the attitude of contemporary surveillance towards Xu Pingfeng.
I know you are going to backstab me, but I won't stop it. We use the warlock to fight to the death.
In Xu Pingfeng's words, this is a curse of the sorcerer system and cannot be avoided. Unless you want the sorcerer system to be cut off, as long as you want to continue, you must accept disciples and then accept the disciple's back stab.
Commonly known as the rules!
In addition to the above three guesses and one doubt, Xu Qi'an also has a reason that conforms to reality.
There are not so many conspiracy theories in this reasoning. The truth is that Jishu was indeed an old politician at that time, and was simply fooling old men.
As we all know, politicians in the world all make good deals in advance and get free afterwards.
Anyway, the supervisor will be successfully promoted to the first rank by then, and are he afraid of a vulgar warrior taking revenge?
As for five hundred years later, the old man really relied on the nine-color lotus root to be promoted to the second grade. Perhaps many years later, the supervisor found that he could use the nine-color lotus root to fulfill his promise, so he made arrangements.
In essence, there is no such thing as predicting five hundred years.
To be fair, Xu Qi'an felt that this was the truth.
The reason is very simple. It is impossible for a first-class monk to accurately predict something five hundred years later.
Even the superb ones are not good.
He is not a newcomer now. He has killed second-grade Joan of Arc and beaten first-grade Dharma images. Even if he has never been exposed to super grades, he has some idea in his mind.
With a dispersed thought, Xu Qi'an asked:
How do you judge the senior? What is the promise that the supervisor said is me?
The old man sighed:
The old guy said: Live well, the day when you are in harmony with the Tao is the time when the people of the Central Plains need you.
Of course, maybe it's just an excuse, so warlocks are always talking about it.But since I successfully advanced, I will treat it as he fulfilled his promise.
...Xu Qi'an's scalp was numb.
At this time, someone swept to the top of the cliff in the air, stopped in the distance, and bowed:
The ancestor, the younger generation Wen Chengbi.
The old man looked a little confused.
Xu Qi'an helped introduce:
This is the deputy leader of your Wulin League.
The old man nodded suddenly and asked: What's the matter?
Wen Chengbi told the troubles faced by the Wulin League and tentatively said:
If the military town is expanded as the core of the headquarters, it can indeed save a lot of manpower and material resources.Alliance Leader Cao hesitated and ordered me to seek your opinions from my ancestors.
The core problem is that there is not enough funding... Xu Qi'an made a summary.
In the era of underdeveloped equipment, large-scale construction was very financial and manpower. In the history that Xu Qi'an is familiar with, there are many examples of the country's destruction due to large-scale construction.
Sui and Qin are examples. Although the demise of a dynasty cannot be only one reason, and there must be other factors, it is a reason to be crowned by later generations.
It is enough to show how exhausting the infrastructure project is.
The old man pondered:
It’s okay to have money. I will be responsible for searching out the silver buried under the mountain.The headquarters is still built on the mountain, and there is no doubt about it.
Xu Qian understood what he meant, and chaos was approaching, and the headquarters of the Wulin League was like a dangerous pass, which could be defended when retreating and attack when advance.
If it is built in a flat military town, then the enemy cavalry will be defeated in an instant when they arrive.
Wen Chengbi said in a deep voice:
But in this way, the league's savings for many years may be...if it's just that, at most, the brothers save money.But now the disaster is everywhere, and there is no money to provide disaster relief, the situation in Jianzhou may be in chaos.
The old man immediately said: Then let the brothers and soldiers in the alliance work together.
Wen Chengbi shook his head: There is still not enough manpower.
The old man frowned, thought for a moment, turned to Xu Qi'an and said:
What do you think?
Xu Qian said angrily:
What a simple thing, it’s not enough to use work for relief. I’ll call up disaster victims and build a headquarters, and don’t give money but only food.It can not only solve the problem of food and clothing for the victims, but also save money.
Wen Chengbi's eyes lit up suddenly and he said in surprise:
Xu Yinluo is very insightful and deserves to be Xu Yinluo, he can come up with such a brilliant plan.
This is not a clever plan, it is a tradition... Xu Qi'an nodded reservedly.
Not in line with the rules!
The old man frowned.
There is no precedent for labor-for-relief these days. The victims were drinking the porridge donated by the court or wealthy families with peace of mind, waiting for the disaster to end and the earth to recover.
Even if there are occasional small-scale labor-for-relief incidents, it is difficult to become mainstream.
My ancestors, this plan is very wonderful.Wen Chengbi hurriedly said, "In extraordinary times, you should act very well."Please give your ancestors a thumbs up.
The old man waved his hand, too lazy to care about these trivial things:
Go.
Watching Wen Chengbi leave, Xu Qi'an said:
Senior, I am now in the third grade, and the next step is to reunite.But it is still unknown that the true meaning of Tao is consistent.
The old man knows everything:
Hedao is the transformation of "intense", which I call it the completion of one's own martial arts.Every fourth-grade martial artist can only understand one mind, which is the martial arts he chooses.
Idea is the prototype of Tao.
Improving the path you walk is the true meaning of the second-level Tao.But Ah, it's easy to say, but it's hard to sit up.
In my life, I have practiced sword techniques hard, gathered the strengths of each sword techniques to melt them into one furnace.But in the end, he was still stuck at the peak of the third grade and almost died after failing to Hedao.
Xu Qi'an quickly asked: How did you follow the Tao?
There are thousands of swords, and you can understand the true meaning and be able to conform to the Tao.But there are countless roads to the true meaning. During my retreat, my body turned into pieces of meat, without a piece of meat, representing different sword paths.They have their own ideas and all think they are right.
Can nine-color lotus root help people to follow the Tao?
Nine-colored lotus seeds can enlighten all things, and lotus roots can naturally be, even stronger.Its role in it is to enlighten the thousands of "Is" trapped in the quagmire and identify a "I" that is the dominant position.The lotus seeds are not effective enough to achieve this effect, but the nine-color lotus root can do it.This is also the reason why Qingyang wanted to seize the nine-color lotus root for me.
Nine-colored lotus root is equivalent to a stabilizer, which plays a catalytic and stable role... Xu Qi'an generally understands it.
I still have a small piece of nine-color lotus root to keep. Well, let Nan Zhi continue to cultivate lotus roots for me. In this way, if I enter the second grade, maybe I don’t have to take away her spiritual aggregate.
Before Xu Qi'an handed over the nine-color lotus root, he cut a small piece of it and left it beside him, just like the nine-color lotus root that was the first.
Such a treasure must be made sustainable.
After saying goodbye to the old man and returning to the military town, Xu Qi'an found a yard and invited Mu Nanzhi and Chai Xing'er to leave. The latter was imprisoned in the Buddha Pagoda for a long time, resulting in qi deficiency and weak body. Xu Qi'an planned to release him for a while.
She is also useful. The tomb guarded by the ancestors of the Chai family can be watched by Xu Pingfeng, and the owner of the tomb is absolutely unusual.
Mu Nanzhi wore a plum-colored cotton jacket and a plain-colored pleated long skirt, highlighting the temperament of a literary youth and a rich wife.
Even if her appearance is mediocre, it is hard to hide her unique charm.
The little white fox took advantage of Xu Qi'an's walk away and hurriedly said:
Auntie, I want to pee.
Without saying a word, he jumped out of Mu Nanzhi's arms and ran away like a joyful life.
It used its natal magical powers and turned into a white shadow, flashing a few times in the military town, then moved away from the building complex, and then plunged into the vast Quanrong Mountains.
In a cup of tea, Bai Ji sneaked into the deep mountains and forests, away from the main peak of Quanrong Mountain.
It glanced around and picked a high rock to jump on it.
The Empress must be arranged to come.
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