When mentioning Yamo's purpose of feeding adders in Wushan, Chen Zhi was silent for a long time. I don't know why, but he and Bao Ping now have an indescribable hatred for ANBU. This hatred is mainly because of Qin Yueyang's incident, and also because of Qin Yueyang's incident.
There is Chen Zhi's unspeakable inner demon.
"Yama's current purpose... is probably the same as mine," Chen Zhi said softly,
"There will definitely be a battle between us and the Anbu! Before the final battle, we all want to accumulate as much power as possible in our hands, and the final trump card is the key to victory or defeat!
When I went to the underworld last time, I saw traces of war there. Although the corpses were very old, the appearance of the battlefield at that time still remained. The instigator of that war was probably Yama himself, who died after his father died.
After destroying the underworld, there should be only one purpose, and that is to become the next God of Hades!"
"Want to become a god?",
Bao Ping smiled coldly,
"You've seen his aura up close. Do you think it's possible?"
"Heh~~",
Chen Zhi also lowered his head and smiled,
"He is indeed very powerful, but his aura has been fixed. When I met him in the underworld, his aura was so powerful that he was close to a god, but he is not a god after all. This is the essential difference!
However, his strength cannot be underestimated. This time in Wushan, I only used the God-Destroying Curse to hit the clone that was transformed into his arm~~"
"Not necessarily~~~",
Bao Ping's eyes looked at Chen Zhi at this time, and dark gray brilliance rose in his eyes.
"After I took over, I read a lot of historical materials of the royal family of Xiqi Royal City. In those historical materials, many battle deeds during the period of King Wu's defeat of Zhou were recorded.
Those records are very accurate and there is no exaggeration. One thing is clearly stated in them. The gods can indeed create countless clones, but the Son of God cannot.
What the Son of God often does is to replace his body with vital organs in times of crisis to save another life, just like a gecko cutting off its tail, so what you saw in Wushan at that time...".
"You mean..." Chen Zhi looked at Bao Ping with disbelief, his heart beating wildly.
"Yes!" Bao Ping smiled slightly,
"What you saw in Wushan was Yamo himself, and his arm was chopped off by you. So, Patriarch Chen, you should be more confident. You have severely injured Yamo...".
"Really……",
After hearing these words, Chen Zhi suddenly felt at ease.
He has always been very troubled by what happened in Wushan because he had never estimated the power of the God-Destroying Curse, so he thought he had lost this time.
Although he once saw Jiang Ziya possessed in the underworld and used the God-Destroying Curse to chop down the body of Hades, that image was not himself after all, and Chen Zhi had no confidence in whether he could use the God-Destroying Curse.
But now it seems that Jiang's God-killing Curse can indeed frighten the bloodline of the gods, and even Fengdu's son Yamo can't avoid it.
At this time, Bao Ping waved to Chen Zhi and led him towards the inner part of the royal court. Since the death of the old leader, Bao Ping has never been on the throne again. Instead, he placed a large black leather cauldron in the middle of the nine cauldrons.
Chair, sit there.
There were many seats around this big chair, just like the hall of a refuge. Chen Zhi and Bao Ping were sitting there. Bao Ping picked up the teacup on the table and blew in the hot air. Chen Zhi saw that he was still drinking tea.
Blood crystal.
"Have you seen that dragon with your own eyes? Does it really exist?" Bao Ping blew the tea gently and asked calmly.
When he mentioned the giant dragon in Wushan, Chen Zhi couldn't help but frown.
"The situation was very urgent at that time. I didn't have direct contact with it, but I could feel his aura. Although it was not the legendary dragon, it was very ancient and extremely huge. If it really started churning,
It will probably make one party uneasy, but it didn't attack us. I guess he doesn't want to participate in our fight..."
"That's good!",
Bao Ping nodded,
"Make as many friends as possible, and if you can't, don't make enemies! Now, just deal with the ANBU and that's it!".
"Deal with the ANBU...",
Chen Zhi raised his head and glanced at Bao Ping, seeing that there was no wave on his face when he said these words in an understatement.
At this time, Bao Ping noticed that Chen Zhi was looking at him, and smiled at Chen Zhi, with gray eyes rising, and he said meaningfully,
"Have you ever thought about what was the trigger for the last time a collective rebellion of samurai was organized?"
When Chen Zhi heard Bao Ping suddenly mention this, his mind immediately turned around. In fact, he had been thinking about this issue. Chen Zhi had seen with his own eyes the tragic fate of those betrayed warriors last time. The blood soaked in the earth left people forever.
memorable,
"According to themselves, they had misconceptions because they had no hope of being promoted to a red belt warrior..."
"wrong!",
Bao Ping shook his head gently,
"The promotion system is only one of the reasons, and this promotion system has lasted for thousands of years. Before this, the warriors had never had a collective rebellion!"
After Bao Ping finished speaking, he put down his tea cup and leaned on the chair.
"I know these warriors. For them, glory and dignity are greater than life, and they will not be tempted by money.
So... what is it that can make them violate their own principles and go on the road of betrayal? This inducement can not only shake the will of the samurai, but also make them desperate, so this inducement is not simple...
…”
"Do you suspect that there is a ghost inside this Xiqi King City?",
Chen Zhi frowned, looked at Bao Ping, and then said,
"My great witch once told me that during that time, there were obvious fluctuations in people's hearts in the organization, but the great witch couldn't see what the cause was. But as far as I know, there are things that can make people's hearts fluctuate, and they are invisible.
,only……".
"Yes! Things that can make people's hearts fluctuate are only people's hearts!",
Bao Ping looked at Chen Zhi and smiled lightly,
"If we cannot find out this inducement, then this inducement is a cancer that will always be hidden deep in the organization. When we are not paying attention, it will come out, and the collective rebellion of the warriors will still happen.
Samurai scoundrels are only one in ten thousand. It takes decades to train a samurai. What happened last time has greatly damaged the vitality of the organization. If this happens again, it will be the end of the organization~~~"
"knew!",
Chen Zhi nodded silently, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Bao Ping in front of him.
"How are you going to deal with Ji Yang's matter?"