"But fellow Taoist, don't be proud. Even if you are from the Star Palace, those old Qin people are thinking about the charge of disrupting the rules, they can't bear the shoulders of fellow Taoist!"

After venting his anger in anger, Wang Wenqing regained his little charm as a great monk of the soul.

Secular royal power?

A small matter!

In terms of the Yuanshen, which has lasted over a thousand years, the birth and death of a dynasty is just a scenery in the journey of life.

Supporting a dynasty can bring a lot of resources.

But it's gone, it's gone.

It's no big deal.

He has enough time to support another one again.

The only regret is that we cannot take advantage of the time when sentient beings are sinking and collect some "benefits".

So Wang Wenqing, who has recovered his calmness, is still in the mood to watch Zhao Yang's jokes now.

"For a mere secular dynasty, fellow Taoists are willing to risk offending the Qingling Immortal Realm. The old Taoists are also very impressed."

While talking, Wang Wenqing, the old Taoist priest, waved his sleeves, and a huge water curtain appeared in front of the two of them.

I saw that the scene of Li Liang and many Later Qin soldiers paying homage to their ancestors was played on the water curtain. Beside them, Zhao Yang's character stood with a sword, and among the many kneeling people, he was simply a stark flock!

He was dressed in plain white clothes and surrounded by a trace of true dragon energy on the Great Cold Sword he was holding. His character just watched the group of old Qin people in front of him, and actually raised a big banner after worshiping his ancestors!

[Life is with this land, this is my hometown!]

[The territory of the Great Qin Dynasty must be fought for in every slightest!]

[If a person violates the land, he will be punished even if he is far away!]

[Immortals want to destroy the earth, and dragon spear slaughter the immortals!]

Seeing the old Qin people pulling the flag, they actually built a statue of [The Supreme Supreme God of the Golden Palace of Haotian, Naturally Miraculous and True Jade Emperor], and stained it with everyone's blood, Zhao Yang only felt his head swelling and pain.

Why?

Because this game really doesn’t care about God Haotian!

The one responsible for destroying the world is not the immortals in heaven at all...

It was entirely because a plane had reached the verge of sinking, and the plane they were in was just blocking the way forward of Guixu. The immortals in the upper realm just came to harvest a wave of demographic dividends when the plane was sinking...

"So, this is teammate of pigs..."

He sighed with emotion. Zhao Yang knew that their approach was actually not wrong, that was, he chose the wrong enemy.

Or...isn't it wrong?

If there were no group of immortals involved and those who left, the main plane could at least float for thousands of years before Guixu.

And the way those immortals did was just to speed up this time.

As for the immortals who don’t interfere, is there still hope of escape in this plane?

Zhao Yang did not dare to draw conclusions about what had not happened, but he knew in his heart that hope was very slim.

I want to take out a plane in Guixu... Even the Lord of Qingming dares not think about such a thing...

"Fellow Daoist, the Later Qin actually made such a blasphemy of God Haotian. I wonder if my friend can bear such punishment in the bureau?"

Wang Wenqing smiled and looked at Zhao Yang with a smile, as if he was looking at a little thief who failed to steal a chicken but lost his rice.

What they said is right!

Now Lao Qin’s approach is the person who holds a branch on the edge of a cliff to support himself and may fall down at any time!

Walking a tightrope cannot describe its danger! This is cursing the passing pedestrians!

If this person passing by is scolded, this person will be destined to fall into the abyss...

But...

"What does this have to do with you?"

Turning his head and looking at Wang Wenqing, who was always "watching monkey plays" in his dreams, Zhao Yang whispered: "You are the soul of the soul, and you can protect one of them from escaping and ascending to heaven, so you can use the mercy of these Qin people with a smile, because most of your things can be preserved and you can take the opportunity to make a profit.

But what about them?"

Seeing that Wang Wenqing just smiled and said nothing, Zhao Yang pointed to the group of Qin people in the water curtain who began to worship their ancestors again and whispered: "You are a earth immortal, and you can protect your disciples. What about those Qin people in the picture?

Yuanlong City has a population of 80,000, most of them are mortals. There is no value of a great monk like you, and there will be no powerful people willing to help them place their clans.

The God of Haotian they worshipped ignored their life and death. Then they smashed the statue of the god and chose to rely on their own... Is this wrong?"

In the dream, Wang Wenqing finally frowned: "What I discussed with fellow Taoists is your success or failure, not these mortals."

"Ha, yes, it's me...not them..."

While talking, Zhao Yang was at the bottom of his head.

How could they be blocked by Guixu in my hometown?

These... are just a world formed by the true spirits and souls collected by those immortals on the earth, and they are truly about to face the destruction...

"It's not them..."

After breathing a long sigh, Zhao Yang raised his head and whispered: "Do you know, I am actually a pretty ordinary person."

Wang Wenqing: "???"

"When I was a child, I also admired idols, and when I grew up, I also liked beauties and delicious food..."

Wang Wenqing: "Fellow Taoist?"

"Then the disaster came, and I was saved by kind-hearted people at that time, and were saved by those mortals and fools in your eyes..."

Wang Wenqing: "Fellow up, be careful, be careful of being deviled!"

"Into the devil?"

Zhao Yang just shook his head and said, "I am not the best among the people around me, and the reason why I survived is that those who are better than me eventually died in front of us in order to save ordinary people like me...

After repeated natural disasters, geniuses took their lives to fill in.

Lin Yu, Ying Yuehua, Li Shan... Ye Fan.

You said, if it weren't for our drag, would they...n't they have to die?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yang looked at Wang Wenqing's incomprehensible expression and smiled:

"When the magic disaster descended from Angelica Ruins, I joined the army.

At that time, millions of soldiers fell in front of me.

I'm lucky to survive.

And those who died are to make more people survive...

At that time, I survived the disaster and actually had a thought that I dare not say.

I want to say something to those dead geniuses.

actually.

We ordinary people.

I'm trying hard to save myself...

After the magic disaster, the world was calm for a while, and all families who were prepared began to transfer population to the outside world.

I was quite disdainful at that time.

But when Guixu is really approaching?

Those of us who save ourselves will eventually drag down others...

Really... I'm so unwilling to accept it..."

......

......

In your own dream.

Zhao Yang has revealed his heart to "people" for the first time since he was reborn.

In exchange.

But it was Wang Wenqing's even more incomprehensible expression in his dream.

"Fellow Taoist, please concentrate your soul and calm down. I am just a fantasy. If you lose, you will lose it. But this is your own dream. If you become a demon, you will be afraid that you will never be able to recover..."

“No.”

Zhao Yang shook his head and said with a smile:

"I can't get into a demon, Youhui... Forget it, you won't remember even if you tell you.

Thank you fellow Taoist for taking a break and listening to me nagging so much.
To be continued...