"Why is it so difficult to be an emperor? Why did I come to fight for this throne in the first place? If God can give me another chance."
"No, I still want to be the emperor."
"If I'm not an emperor, what else can I be and do?"
"Except for the profession of being an emperor, I know nothing."
"You bunch of retarded people, I really want to strangle you all to death. The pain is unbearable just after we implement some reforms."
"I can withstand your calculations, why can't you?"
"If you don't change, you will die. If you fall behind Dongyue and Xiliu, you will be beaten. If those people in Nan'ao have no place to escape, our northern Xinjiang is also one of the places to choose."
"If the world changes in the future, without a unified voice and order, Northern Xinjiang will be a hell."
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After swallowing too many Qingjing Pills, Turanto could not bear the influence of negative emotions, and kept nagging while holding his crown.
Some cry, some laugh, some feel sad, some are spirited, and occasionally murderous...
"Xu Zhi, would you like me to explain to you the "Qiankun Stick Technique" and "The Illustrated Book of Honoring the Emperor"? I can also roughly explain some of the "Secret Technique of Melting Ice"."
Bagula looked at Xu Zhi, who was shaking his head and looking confused, and felt that Xu Zhi had suffered a lot during the transaction.
The Wuya family's three volumes of cultivation techniques were read repeatedly by Xu Zhi, which consumed several trading qualifications.
Xu Zhi's Thirty-Four Qing Jing Pills' main ingredients seem to be able to be exchanged for a lot, but a lot of them are needed to exchange for training. If you watch it repeatedly, the consumption will be even more serious.
If Xu Zhi had not benefited from the practice of cultivation, he would have received nothing more than a few big pills.
Compared with treating Turanto's injury, Bagula felt that Xu Zhi paid more and benefited less.
"No, no, if your grandpa finds out, your legs will be broken."
"He is delirious now, so he definitely doesn't know."
"No, we can't do this kind of thing."
After recovering from the Wuya family's training, Xu Zhi waved to Bagula repeatedly.
If he could not find his own way and form his own cultivation science, what Xu Zhi learned could only be used by himself and could not be taught to outsiders.
The cultivator system is extremely strict, and cultivation studies have extremely strict rules. The higher the level of cultivation studies, the more cherished they are.
Turanto has the qualifications to teach and trade, but Bagula does not.
"Then let's discuss cultivation. There will be no problem in discussing. This is an act of mutual cultivation and communication."
"That's okay."
If you put things another way, it would make sense.
No matter how talented Xu Zhi was, and his mental breakthrough reached the level of a master, he only studied for a few hours, while Bagula was carefully trained by Turanto for several years, and the video involving subtle than virtual imaging may be more accurate, maybe there is
There are many things that can make up for his omissions.
Yan Jinbai stood guard while Xu Zhi and Bagula began a long discussion.
After Yan Jinbai coughed several times, the two of them stopped talking and looked at Turanto, who was gradually regaining consciousness.
"While chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, he couldn't bear the drunkenness of life."
Turanto murmured to himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
"The dream is over, but reality continues. Some things have to be done and must be done."
He drank softly, took out several pills, and swallowed them one after another.
As his muscles continued to tremble, a faint ice mist suddenly surrounded his body.
In the ice mist, slight crisp sounds could be heard from time to time.
After a few minutes, Turanto terminated the secret technique of release and stood up with a look of surprise on his face.
He touched his heart, squeezed it hard with his right hand, and his body suddenly grew a foot taller, and his whole body swelled.
Turanto's body was originally close to two meters, but now he looks more like a little giant.
With a light step, he stepped into his ordinary training room.
He picked up a long silver-white stick and quickly swung it around.
With a rapid, even super-speed strike, in less than a minute, the training room began to be densely filled with his figure.
Xu Zhi raised his spirits and his eyes suddenly widened.
This was the first time he saw a great master wielding a weapon.
Turanto has just recovered from his injuries, and the speed of swinging his long stick has increased from slow to fast, and many extremely difficult moves and striking methods have been broken down into pieces.
As Xu Zhi's spirit penetrated, it seemed that only Turanto was left waving his stick between heaven and earth, with no other obstruction.
This is a complete process of learning and induction.
Xu Zhi at least knows what the world's top stick master looks like.
The Qiankun Stick Technique was released one by one by Turanto. In a small area, the power was indescribable, which shocked his mind.
Any practice is from imitation to innovation. With such a reference in front of him, many things he has not yet understood can be instantly understood by analogy.
Only later, when he couldn't keep his mind locked in and his vision turned completely white, did he retreat with satisfaction.
"Wonderful, the feeling of physical recovery is really satisfying. This time it also made me a little more diligent."
After a few minutes, Turanto put away his stick, feeling the condition of his whole body, and seemed extremely satisfied.
"Grandpa Huang, have you recovered?" Bagula said in surprise.
Turanto is the reassurance of the Wuya royal family. If it is good, everything will be fine. If it is bad, many things will never be normal.
Bagula felt relieved, and his tense spirit suddenly relaxed.
"I can't talk about recovery. There are still some subtleties that need to be adjusted and it will take some time, but at least I can give my best now, hehe..."
Turanto sneered several times, and when his strength returned, his confidence also strengthened.
If ordinary people rebel, ordinary people will deal with it; if cultivators rebel, cultivators will capture them.
But the level is getting higher and higher, and when it comes to the level of Grand Master, he must suppress it personally.
As long as he is healthy, no one will dare to come to his court and act recklessly.
In the past few years since he was seriously injured, he has been suspected by some thoughtful people.
It even encouraged great masters like Tu Manlun to come and test it.
"You guys stay here for a while while I let Tu Manlun retreat safely. Maybe some people are impatient waiting for me."
After Turanto ordered the three of them, he looked at the nearby mirror and looked at himself carefully for a while.
His body began to shrink slowly, his face continued to deteriorate, looking a little gray, and the light in his eyes dimmed.
This state is not much different from when he was not treated before. There is a high probability that some people can make up their minds.
After adjusting his clothes a little, he calmly walked towards the mechanism that opened the basement.
"It's such a scary life these days," Xu Zhi sighed.
"The bigger the family fortune, the more people care about it." Yan Jinbai said with a smile: "It seems to be the same everywhere."
"It's not like that, it's not like that." Bagula waved his hands and shook his head: "We are just correcting the bad aspects of the country. Grandpa Huang said that if we don't get rid of the stubborn diseases, our northern Xinjiang will be in chaos again in a few decades."
"A great chaos in a few decades?"
"Correct, get rid of stubborn diseases?"
Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai spoke out one after another. The situation in Northern Xinjiang inevitably reminded them of Dongyue.
Turanto is a violent reform, relying on force to correct everything, while Dongyue is slowly changing.
The effect of the former comes quickly and the rebound is the most ferocious.
The latter is like boiling a frog in warm water unknowingly. Although the rebound is acceptable, it takes longer.
It is difficult to distinguish between the two, but different national conditions lead to different implementation methods.
Turanto has this kind of strength and confidence.
As for Dongyue, Xu Zhi felt that violent reform was suicidal and no one could survive it.