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To the west of Liangzhou, among the high mountains and ridges, a very large circular valley has been opened up, with a total area of ​​twelve miles in radius.

Under the gloomy sky, members of the Taiping Sect wearing yellow scarves came and went, making endless tinkling sounds. Deep in the valley, a majestic stone statue carved out of the mountain was close to taking shape.

When the four gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning came here, Zhang Zhixuan stood on the mountainside platform to the right of the stone statue, looking at the stone statue in trance.

"The leader."

The four of them landed on the platform. Lei Kun stepped forward first, bowed, and then recounted what happened, saying: "My subordinates are guilty. They lost the Second Holy Temple in Shu County and my religion suffered a great loss of face."

"Master, we can still fight, but Yuan Jun insists on retreating, and the fault does not lie with Thunder God." Mother Dian immediately answered, telling her previous dissatisfaction and also defending Lei Kun.

In her opinion, even if the statue of the Yellow Emperor was to be protected, it should not be done in such a humiliating way, and even the believers who carried out the order should be executed.

There is nothing more embarrassing than this.

In this regard, Rainmaster didn't say a word, and seemed to be taking responsibility by default.

After Zhang Zhixuan listened, he pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed and said: "The sages have said: I have three treasures, the first is kindness, the second is frugality, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world. I, Zhang Zhixuan, am not talented, but I also have the three treasures.

, the first is equanimity, the second is tolerance, and the third is daring to be the first in the world."

"If you are willing to give up, you will gain; if you are patient, you will be able to help; if you dare to be the first in the world, all my colleagues will help me."

"What Rain Master did is not a bad thing, but a good thing. This will make our 'friends' anxious too."

"The leader wants them to contribute?" Feng Boy said with a hint.

Feng Bo among the four gods is the image of a middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a yellow robe, covering the upper half of his face. The Taiping Sect's three thousand laws are under the jurisdiction of this person, and all the collected information

, he has reviewed them all, and naturally knows the relevant details of those who secretly help.

"good."

Zhang Zhixuan nodded and said: "To get to this point, our 'friends' have sacrificed a lot. If we are going to fail now, they are the ones who are most unacceptable. Even if we want to lose, they will not let us lose, at least not until now."

My teaching will not fail until it achieves its goal."

Once the goal is achieved, it all depends on their own abilities.

Those who help the Taiping Sect now may not necessarily help them later. Some people just need the Taiping Sect to rebel, not the success of the rebellion.

Therefore, we must squeeze out as much value as possible now.

"This is about retreating into progress. It can attract help and temporarily avoid the limelight. I teach you that you only need to wait and you will be successful." Zhang pointed to Xuandao.

He has always been able to wait, just as he was waiting for the emperor's failure before, now he is waiting for his "allies" to take the initiative to help. He only needs to be patient and wait, and the opportunity will automatically come to him.

"The only pity is the sacrifice of the congregants." Zhang Zhixuan suddenly sighed.

"For the sake of the grand plan, I deserve to die," Lei Kun immediately replied, "If it is necessary one day, we can sacrifice ourselves, not to mention all the believers, please don't be too concerned about it."

"The God of Thunder is joking. I have come so far, and there are corpses all over the place behind me. If I had cared about it, I wouldn't have been able to make it all the way here. It's just a pity."

Zhang Zhixuan shook his head lightly, and the look of regret on his face gradually faded away, and he returned to calmness. He talked about another thing, "Just now Master Yu also said that Wuzhiqi has completely turned towards the demonic nature, which can be exploited."

This water monkey is now the second Wuzhi Qi. Due to the relationship between Wuzhi Qi and King Yu, the matter of breaking the Golden Embankment may fall on him."

"The demon is cunning and selfish. Will Wuzhiqi be the vanguard?" Yushi Yuanjun asked.

"The relationship between Tao and Fruit is not so easy to avoid," Zhang Zhixuan said with a smile, "Moreover, how do you know that Wuzhiqi is unwilling to be the vanguard? This water monkey has been famous for more than a hundred years.

, Daoguo has already performed perfectly, but in the past he did not cultivate his state of mind and was worried that he would not be able to withstand the erosion of the evil world of the five turbidities, so he has been reluctant to be promoted. Now that he has completely practiced the demon path, he has made up for his state of mind and no longer has the heart to look forward and backward.

, this trip to the north must be for promotion."

If Wuzhiqi wanted to be promoted, he would naturally have to work hard on the water path.

This flood might be Wuzhiqi's ladder for promotion.

"The leader's eyes are as bright as a torch." Feng Bo said, cupping his fists.

If Wu Zhiqi really wants to be promoted, then this pioneer will do his part. Just looking at Wuzhi Qi's character, he will not be promoted to Jinglangfubo, a positive figure who maintains the stability of a party, and is most likely to stir up trouble.

Evil god or beast.

When it comes to promotion, that is naturally the most important thing. Now we have to ask who is in the most urgent need, and who can help others without support?

As fellow practitioners, no one understands the temptation of promotion better than them.

The bustle of the world is all for gain, and the bustle of the world is all for gain. The gain for ordinary people is money and power, and the gain for practitioners is promotion. In order to get promotion, there are many people who do not care about any cost, and even sacrifice their lives and forget about the dead.

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"Wuzhiqi wants to be promoted?"

At the Ersheng Temple outside Shujun City, Jiang Li also had news related to Wuzhi Qi.

After he took advantage of He Luo Shen, he asked Xiao Tian to return to the Ersheng Temple and take back his spiritual consciousness. Then a... guest who could not be said to be a good or evil guest came to the door.

It was this guest who brought news related to Wuzhi Qi.

At this time, Jiang Li sat back in the wheelchair and met the guests in Xuanyuan Hall.

The guest's horse was squatting outside the hall, facing Xiaotian, each looking at it curiously.

The eye-catching big white-fronted bug that is as tall as a normal person when sitting is quite eye-catching, not to mention that this big bug also has two dragon whiskers and has a majestic energy hidden in its body. It seems to be extraordinary.

Instead, he is a tiger who knows how to practice. His realm is even equal to that of Xiao Tian, ​​who is also at the fifth level.

And with such a tiger mount, looking at the world, he should be the only one with such a tiger mount.

Taoist Shen Hou was standing not far in front of Jiang Li. The distance between the two sides was only over half a foot, which made Jiang Li feel quite insecure.

Even someone with no taboos like him would still be quite wary of this person. After all, he had personally experienced the Taoist's shout. If it weren't for the Shennong Cauldron, Jiang Li would have fallen for it.

Therefore, the wheelchair is retreating without leaving a trace...

"This little fellow Taoist, at least Pindao helped you stop Feng Bo from the Taiping Sect. Fellow Taoist being so wary of Pindao, it really chills Pindao's heart."

When Taoist Shenhou saw this, he immediately felt dissatisfied.

Then he discovered that Jiang Li retreated directly to the shrine without even trying to cover up.

Compared with a little superficial effort, avoiding the plague god is more important.

If this person hadn't stopped Uncle Feng and brought important news, Jiang Li wouldn't even have seen him, saying that he was injured.

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