Old man Ye drank a glass of wine, and his anger was growing. He said coldly: "If this is the case, the strongest people in the era of the strong martial arts were the ones who forgot their ancestors, forgot their own feet, forgot their origins, and were traitors of human beings. Such people should be killed!"
"From the perspective of our human race, we should kill. The question is, how to kill? They are above and their strength is unfathomable, or they already have the terrifying power of turning hands to turn hands to rain. We warriors in the human world cannot even break the imprisonment of the Great Saint Realm. How should we kill?" The ghost doctor said coldly.
Old Man Ye was speechless, but his fists were clenched tightly, and anger surged.
What the ghost doctor said is the truth.
After all, I still don’t have enough strength and not strong enough.
But, just because the warriors on earth are weak, should they be bullied like this?
The ghost doctor looked at the old man Ye and said, "You don't have to be angry either. If it is really as I guess, it would be normal. Just like in the world, why are there emperors and generals? From another perspective, isn't the emperors of various dynasties the same as those strongest people?
These emperors are above and control one territory and become emperors and kings. Isn’t it just for rule? Isn’t it just for power?
By the same token, the strongest people in the era of Qiangwu are the same. They just regard the entire human world as a territory and let them rule.
In order to consolidate their dominance and limit the martial arts path of human warriors, this is not uncommon.
In today's world, would they not be happy if a certain strength or someone has the opportunity to say that he is ruling and dominating the entire human race?
Sure, it will."
Old man Ye also knew that what the ghost doctor said was reasonable. Interests and power were enough to make people lose their minds. What is the purpose of forgetting ancestors in numbers? Even the blood sacrifice to the people can be done.
"Old Ghost, you really have to be as you guessed. The strongest men in the era of the strong martial arts are really a big calculation. They have calculated the people of the world and the billions of people in the human world. In their eyes, is the human world just fish? They want to harvest when they want to harvest?" Old Man Ye said with a cold look, "When the martial arts cage is broken, and the strong people will come out of the human world, and they will find them to settle it!"
"It's easy to say, it's time to do..."
The ghost doctor didn't say anything later, just shook his head.
Old man Ye suddenly drank a large glass of wine, smiled freely and said, "Forget it, what kind of martial arts cages are, don't worry about those. We martial artists are singing about wine, and we are drunk today. As for those calculations as you mentioned in the martial arts cages, if the martial artists in the human world really have that strength, they will naturally settle them one by one!"
"You old man are also free and easy." The ghost doctor smiled, then remembered something and asked, "You can go to the Ancient Martial Arts Conference that is about to be opened?"
"Of course I have to go. How many years ago was the last time I attended the Ancient Martial Arts Conference? It's been decades, right? At that time, I was still a young man. Now I'm seventy-eighty-year-old, and I'm not letting go to the ancient martial arts world again." Old man Ye said.
The ghost doctor frowned and said slowly: "Old Man Wu, you know very well that if you really want to appear at the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, there will inevitably be a crisis. Not long after the last battle in the holy land of seclusion, if you appear again, aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
Old man Ye glared at the ghost doctor and said, "How could I know that I was hiding in this broken valley like you? Last time they couldn't kill me, and this time they couldn't."
The ghost doctor sighed and said, "Last time, all forces in the ancient martial arts world learned that you had a martial arts decline. Since it was a martial arts decline, you guessed that you could not exert the strength of the Great Saint Realm. Even so, facing the martial arts decline, you still have two great Saint Realm powerhouses, and two full holy realm powerhouses came to surround and kill. In that battle, your martial arts decline showed strength that was enough to match the two great Saint Realm powerhouses. This time, they must be fully prepared. After weighing your real combat power, once they take action again, they will kill you."
Old Man Ye sneered and said disapprovingly: "How could you know that I didn't hide my strength in the holy place of retreat that day? In the battle that day, if it weren't for the fact that Ye and others were still in the holy place of retreat that day, there were still some people staring at them in the holy place, I might have left all the four guys behind!"
The ghost doctor said, "So what if you hide your strength? Those people are determined to surround you and they will not think that you will hide your strength? No matter how strong you are, you will still be in the stage of the Great Saint Realm. They dispatched five or even six or seven Great Saint Realm powerful men to attack and kill them, so how can you hold on?"
Old Man Ye's face turned cold, and he said, "If they are not afraid of falling, then come. So what if they are five or six? I still have the confidence to take two or three away, or even four of them. Just see if they dare to fight to the death."
The ghost doctor shook his head and stopped dissuading him.
He knew Old Man Ye’s temper. Once his temper came up, he would not be able to pull back even ten cows. Since Old Man Ye had decided, it would not change again.
Besides, Old Man Ye has never been a person who avoids war.
If he might be attacked by several powerful people in the Great Saint Realm, he was afraid to go there, this was not his personality at all.
This is also related to the heart of martial arts.
Because of fear of death and being timid, it will also have an impact on the mind of martial arts.
If you continue to do this, you will no longer have the heart of a truly strong man, and you will no longer have the invincible belief.
The ghost doctor suddenly asked, "Do you have other plans to go to the ancient martial arts conference this time? For the sake of Xiaozi Ye?"
The ghost doctor remembers that when Old Man Ye was young, he participated in an ancient martial arts conference when he was in the ancient martial arts world. He never appeared in the ancient martial arts conference in the future, and was not interested.
Logically speaking, the ancient martial arts conference is more of a competition between the younger generation, and there is no need for the older generation to participate.
This time, Old Man Ye insisted on participating, which seemed unusual.
Old man Ye took a sip of dry tobacco, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and said, "That's right."
The ghost doctor couldn't help asking: "Old Man Ye, how many backup plans have you arranged for this little boy Ye? Ye is now strong, it seems to be a quasi-saint realm, but the real combat power is probably more than that. I look at Ye, and it seems that there is a stronger potential?"
Old Man Ye gave the ghost doctor a blank look and said in anger: "Boy Ye is my husband's grandson, and you are your grandson. Why do you ask so much? Why? Do you still want to steal the grandson from me? It's okay to snatch it away. Just be responsible for finding him ten or eight saints and other daughters-in-laws."
After hearing this, the ghost doctor couldn't help rolling his eyes at Old Man Ye.
Ten and eight saints?
Are you sick? Is it like a saint who is really a saint?
The night was getting darker, and the two old men were still drinking one cup by one, and they were chatting together.
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Let’s update one chapter first, go to seclusion and write, and the rest will explode one after another from 11:30 tonight.