Zhang Wu could hardly believe his ears, nor could he believe that Uncle Six would say such ambitious words.
In his impression, Uncle Six had no big ambitions except for his favorites to visit flower buildings, play prostitutes, and experience the heroic spirit of the world.
When the barbarians attacked the capital, they had a chance to take office. Uncle Liu gave it to Liu Zhengjun and let Lao Liu be the chief clerk of the prison, which shows that he is not a person who is greedy for official positions.
Now that I have suddenly changed my personality, there are only two possibilities.
First, Uncle Six was replaced by someone else.
Second, he has reasons and motivation to seize the great kingdom, otherwise he will die with peace of mind.
Zhang Wu can be sure that the person in front of him is the real sixth uncle.
With his spiritual cultivation, if anyone wants to find someone to be in a dark way, he will stand in front of him and then activate his mental examination. It will be fine.
Zhang Wu frowned and asked:
"Uncle Six, take over the Great Kun Kingdom...Do you want to be the emperor?"
"In no mood."
Ma Liu shook his head decisively and said:
"Being an emperor is a chore. The whole family and the country are all over the world. After all, the heights are so cold that there is not even a friend who can trust you. Such a lonely person is not your sixth uncle's pursuit."
"Then you..."
Zhang Wu was puzzled.
Ma Liu smiled, his face was a little mysterious. He stopped explaining, but instead asked:
"Xiao Wu, what are your plans next?"
Zhang Wu thought about it and said:
"Practice with peace of mind, eat as much as you should, drink as you should, and go back to the prison to find a way to make money, and there is no elixir..."
After a pause, Zhang Wu suddenly couldn't continue to talk.
Cultivation requires resources, thousands of years of spiritual medicine, many expensive medicinal materials, and they cannot be bought even if they have money. They are all monopolized by major forces.
For example, if Shi Bodhi didn’t take out the foundation of Shaolin and gave you dozens of elixirs to refine, you would just go to the mountains to collect medicines, and give you hundreds of years.
Not necessarily able to collect all of them.
What should I do after eating this batch of Wuling Pill?
Go to the palace to grab the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, or rob the aristocratic family?
Stealing and robbing is not a long-term solution. If it is spread, it will ruin its reputation and the whole world will be enemies.
If you are an ordinary master and lawless, it is nothing. Anyway, you can't kill me. However, Zhang Wu is a immortal, attracting the attention of the world and exposing himself to the world, sooner or later, the secret of immortality will be revealed.
When people live in the world, there are always trajectories to be found.
As long as you eat, drink water, interact with others, and make money and live, you can always find your best.
Ma Wu, Lao Jiu, Ma An... a series of identities have been guessed by others. It is easy for major forces to find someone.
Especially if you are a great master, if you want to practice and improve your strength, you must have a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.
As long as you grasp this, you will have nowhere to hide.
Ma Liu shook his head and said with emotion:
"As the saying goes, "The poor and rich martial arts are rich. Martial arts masters all use money and resources to accumulate. No one can sit in the deep mountains without using spiritual medicine or practicing magical skills. They can only cultivate to the world invincible by themselves."
"If this is true, then what's the point of living someone else?"
Uncle Six patted Zhang Wu on the shoulder and persuaded him with sincerity:
"When people live, they need to fight. The emperor fights for the world, the princes fight for territory, the doctors fight for power, and the people also have to fight for food and clothing."
"Xiao Wu, you are now a great master, and you have the power to rule the world. You have left the world with a lot of force. This is a happy event."
"But if you only obtain cultivation resources by yourself, I'm sure that within a hundred years, there will be a descendant of a great family who will surpass you, crush you, and step on your head and take your life."
These words left Zhang Wu speechless.
He also understood the good intentions of Uncle Six.
To seize the country, it is not the throne, but the power and resources of the Xiao royal family.
Uncle Liu only knows how to be a Cao Cao-like figure, using the emperor to command the princes to secretly control the power.
But the next moment, Ma Liu suddenly asked:
"Xiao Wu, have you ever fantasized about being an emperor?"
Zhang Wu was stunned, and his mood couldn't help but become complicated.
Uncle Six himself doesn’t become the emperor, but he can support you.
As long as he is powerful and overthrew Emperor Jing Hao, all the civil and military officials in the court are their own people, it is not difficult to make you an emperor.
Just find a reason to say that you are the illegitimate son of Emperor Longqing among the people.
As for the evidence...
Of course it is - bloody recognition of relatives.
Zhang Wu has already experimented with that his blood can blend with Wang Reagan and the third brother Xiao Jingao, which shows that you have the same blood type as the Xiao royal family.
Uncle Six should have done the same experiment after Wang Reagan died.
In addition, your grandmaster's strength is enough to suppress the world. Just ask who agrees and who opposes it, destroy a few families that you oppose, and keep it in the court without saying a word.
The evening breeze blew the long street. After a while, Zhang Wu replied in a daze:
"I haven't thought about it."
"Do you want to be an emperor in your heart?" Ma Liu continued to ask.
Zhang Wu shook his head firmly:
"I don't want to be an emperor, it's too tiring."
"well……"
Ma Liu sighed, and although he had expected it, he was still a little disappointed.
If you don’t want to be an emperor, then what’s the point of taking over the Xiao family?
The only function is to help you accumulate more wealth and cultivate more resources in the limited life, so as to spread your path to practice a little further.
Of course, Ma Liu did not forget his original intention of climbing up, nor did he lose his heart to worry about the country and the people.
"Xiao Wu, if you have time to see your Uncle Jiang, this is his second time in prison."
"Uncle Jiang?"
Zhang Wu was stunned.
Uncle Jiang, Jiang Tianhe, a saint in the Tianzhuo, was devoted to being a clean official and was thinking about changing the court.
Ma Liu nodded and said:
"He proposed a new policy, wanted to refresh the administration of officials, reform the land system, and benefit the people, but he angered all the civil and military officials in the court and was collectively impeached. The emperor could not withstand the pressure and removed him from his position as Minister of Justice and ordered him to be sent to the Heavenly Prison to be defeated."
Zhang Wu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Saint Jiang had really come to this point and asked now:
"Uncle Six, you should be the Duke of the Town, and you should also want to protect him, right?"
"Yes, since he is a change-oriented person, Jiang Tianhe dares to compete for profit for eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers and hundreds of millions of people, how can I, Maliu, be half weak in him?"
Uncle Six looked up at the starry sky and said firmly:
"I'll move someone who Jiang Tianhe can't move!"
"He kills the invincible powerful people, I'll kill them!"
"How can I not be without this glorious and prosperous era and peaceful world!"
Looking at the magnificent figure in front of him, who exuded an indescribable belief and domineering spirit, Zhang Wu suddenly felt like he had returned to more than ten years ago.
That year, Uncle Liu came back from the south and met Jiang Tianhe.
That night, I walked on the street with him, and Uncle Liu was so arrogant, as if he had found the meaning of life, and had a tragic tragedy of martyrdom.
History is always surprisingly similar. At that time, I was very weak and could only persuade Uncle Liu to have a tall man holding on to him.
Now that I have cultivated my power to swallow mountains and rivers, I should always leave him in the history books!