"Uncle Han, why do you say so much to me?" Zhang Ning asked in confusion: "Even if you want to say so much to me, you have never said so much to me, right?"

Han Nuo nodded and asked, "It's very simple. How long do you think it will take to open up Taiping Huangtian?"

"Is it OK for ten years?" Zhang Ning asked hesitantly.

Han Nuo smiled angrily: "Haha, it's really easy for you to think about it!"

"Uncle, how long will it take?" Zhang Ning asked with a sigh.

Han Nuo shook his head and said, "If you progressed smoothly at the beginning of the process, you might have achieved this goal in twenty years. But at present, it seems obvious that you have failed, right? The Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan, Runan have been wiped out. How long can the Yellow Turbans in Wancheng, Nanyang last? Then the only Yellow Turbans in Julu County will be left!"

After talking about the current situation of the Yellow Turbans, Han Nuo said again: "You have also seen the two circles drawn on the map. The original plan was to occupy the three counties of Julu, Zhao and Changshan, but now there is only Julu County. This is the gap!"

"Now, it is impossible to succeed in opening up the Taiping Huangtian without thirty or fifty years! How long can the great wise and good teachers last?"

Zhang Ning felt nervous and asked quickly, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

"It's what you mean!" Han Nuo sighed and said, "Even if it's for me to summon ten thousand Yellow Turban heroes with a certain level overnight, it's only six stars to do it! But your master did it at this four-star level. What extra price do you think he will pay?"

An ominous premonition arose in Zhang Ning's heart and asked nervously: "What's the price?"

"I guess it's about ten years of life."

"Ten years of life..." Zhang Ning seemed to feel anger in his heart.

Han Nuo said again: "Is the great wise and good teachers now about fifty? Life is rare in seventy years, and I have lost ten years of life. How many years do you think the great wise and good teachers still have?"

Zhang Ning already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just stood there blankly.

The yellow light that repaired the city walls was still continuing, but the rain seemed to be a little less, or was it blocked by the yellow light?

Han Nuo reached out to pick up the raindrops, feeling that the force in it was indeed the rain had become smaller.

Turning around and looking out of the city, Han Nuo said again: "The Han Dynasty now has Sili and thirteen states, a total of more than 100 counties and more than 1,000 counties! If we want to completely rule this world, at least one thousand county magistrates or county magistrates. Do you have so many people?"

"No." Zhang Ning replied in a muffled voice.

"It's a long way to go!" Han Nuo sighed and said, "You don't worry about such a slim prospect, but you still have the heart to be afraid of them siege?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Zhang Ning's voice was filled with grievance, as if he was about to cry again.

Han Nuo said impatiently: "Why cry? Can cry solve the problem?"

It would be fine if he didn't scold him, but Zhang Ning immediately burst into tears when he scolded him.

Han Nuo is not a nanny, but after all, he told the bad future that made Zhang Ning cry out of it, so he had the responsibility to calm her down.

Even though he was impatient, Han Nuo said calmly: "Crying cannot solve the problem, and it may even cause more problems. Tears cannot be stopped, so let it flow, but you must stay awake, can you do it?"

"Yes." Zhang Ning nodded.

"Okay, you have to listen carefully to what I said next, it's best to write down everything." Han Nuo said.

"First of all, the great wise mentors don't have much time. Regardless of whether you want it or not, this is the fact! So, who will lead the Yellow Turban next? Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, Zhang Niujiao, or Chu Feiyan? No! They can't do it!"

"Why?" Zhang Ning asked.

"The biggest problem is what I just said, how should the more than a thousand county magistrates or county magistrates get it? We can only teach it ourselves!"

"Because what I want is not the repetition of the Shang Dynasty, the Shang Dynasty, the Zhou Dynasty, the Zhou Dynasty, the Zhou Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty in the Han Dynasty! Such repetition can only delay the number of catastrophes, but cannot eliminate the number of catastrophes, which will not help the world's promotion!"

"They can't see such a long-term future, only you still have some hope! These scholars from the Han Dynasty will not directly agree with the ideal of Taiping Huangtian. What's the use of them? Real talents still need to take us ten or twenty years to teach them personally!"

"Of course, if you just want to build a country like the Han Dynasty and gather the national destiny for four hundred years, then just say, I'll go and find another way as soon as possible!"

"Now, you answer me, what do you want?"

"That would be difficult, right?" Zhang Ning seemed to have some understanding of the two futures that Han Nuo mentioned.

"Of course! If you have merits on the Tao and do things on earth, you can only receive the heavenly book to return to the cave heaven and attain the fruit of immortals! This is my goal, no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it! But you don't have to! Perhaps for you, it is enough to build a kingdom and last for 360 years. If you have the future, let future generations do it."

Zhang Ning lowered his head and thought.

Han Nuo didn't urge him, and waited quietly.

After a while, Zhang Ning looked up and asked, "Can you do what you said? Can you do it once and for all?"

Han Nuo shook his head: "No! It's just that luck can be longer, from the original 360 years to 1,080 years!"

"Isn't that still the same?" Zhang Ning asked weakly.

Han Nuo said: "Of course it's different! Just like the big world and the small world are both worlds, but can it be the same?"

"Is the fortune of the vast world one thousand and eighty years?"

"That's right! Only in this way can it help with plane promotion!"

"A thousand years! How long does my life last?"

Han Nuo said: "You don't have to worry too much about this. If you really make up your mind to do it, you must elevate your Taoist practice to a specific state, and by that time you will have at least one hundred and twenty years of life, which is enough for you to do a lot of things!"

"Really? Can it prolong your life for your master?"

Looking at Zhang Ning's expectant eyes, Han Nuo was so cruel that he shook his head and said, "No!"

"Why?"

"He doesn't have enough time!"

"You didn't lie to me?"

Han Nuo asked back, "If possible, why didn't I just look for a good teacher in Daxian? He is much better than you!"

"Maybe, it's because the master is too strong! You dare not cooperate with him!"

"Haha!" Han Nuo smiled and said, "What a joke! Do you believe it or not? I am leaving now, your master will definitely not be able to stop him? And I only have three months to be stronger than your master?"

"Since you are so powerful, why do you still tell me this?" Zhang Ning shouted!

After a while, Zhang Ning was completely disrupted by the information Han Nuo said, and he was almost collapsed!

Han Nuo was still calm: "I said, I just want to use the momentum of world promotion to break through the bottleneck, but I don't want to take responsibility for the founding of the country and the dynasty! Then someone has to take responsibility for me! And I chose you! So, what about your answer?"
Chapter completed!