Chapter 380 Adding another variable, leaving for a foreign land
I Have a Broken Game Board Chapter 379 Adding Variables, Going Far Away
"You mean, Your Majesty... why did he do this?"
Changping Hou murmured in confusion.
Qin Yi glanced at Marquis Changping in surprise and said, "Aren't you curious how he did it?"
After Changping Hou asked that question involuntarily, he came back to his senses. Hearing Qin Yi's rhetorical question, he smiled and shook his head and said: "This method that affects so many of our family heads for a long time is definitely not a magical power."
Techniques are not magic weapons or rare treasures. I think there is nothing more than the characteristics of wisdom root."
Qin Yi discovered that as long as there was something that could not be explained by martial arts, they were accustomed to attribute it to the characteristic of wisdom.
Of course, maybe except for him, who is an outlier, most of them are right.
Qin Yi thought for a while, and it seemed that there was no other explanation except the characteristic of Hui Gen that he felt he couldn't understand.
Changping Hou laughed at himself: "This kind of wisdom should be the reason why the authorities are confused."
No one in this bureau will step outside to think about problems.
It's like a leaf is blinding you.
If used properly, this can be even more powerful than Feng Yu's wisdom root trait.
"As for why you are not affected by this wisdom root characteristic, one is that you have reached the conditions for jumping out of the outside world and the influence of this characteristic is relieved, and the other is that it may be offset by your wisdom root characteristic."
After all, Qin Yi had the experience of leaving the Central Plains and going to the Land of Guixu to jump out of the game.
"No, you can still wake up me, the person in the game. It seems that it can only be the latter. Your wisdom root characteristics have completely offset it, and you can even help others offset this negative impact."
Having said this, Marquis Changping looked at Qin Yi and became even more surprised.
How advanced is Qin Yi's wisdom and what advanced characteristics does he have to be able to do this?
Sure enough, he is the one who is most likely to become the next saint.
Changping Hou then shook his head in confusion and said: "After jumping out of the situation, looking back on Emperor Chongming's methods, it is not that clever, but it is a bit puzzling. Logically speaking, the last emperor and the prince should both
It is the people who unite all the aristocratic families. Why would Emperor Chongming choose to unite and fight at the same time? Although there is a prince in the middle as a buffer, this choice is really strange."
Could it be that the main contradiction he has to face is not the disaster of the spiritual tide?
Is it possible that he is absolutely sure that he can survive the spiritual tide?
Apart from this, there is really no more reasonable explanation.
But, why is Jingshui Feng clan so confident that he can survive this spiritual disaster?
It even made them so confident that before the catastrophe of the spiritual tide, they could start making plans to weaken the power of their major families and cultivate a heir who would definitely be the enemy of their family.
I really don’t understand.
Qin Yi didn't find it strange.
What’s so difficult about the Spirit Tide Tribulation?
As for what?
Since he can use the Feng Shui Formation to completely solve the spiritual tide calamity, it is just a means to temporarily survive the spiritual tide calamity, why can't others come up with it?
And...
Qin Yi reminded: "The demon is still very strong."
Although he kills demons like chickens and dogs, to be honest, demons are still very strong. If the cost is low enough and can be applied on a large scale, the number can be increased to survive this spiritual tide disaster.
It’s not that difficult.
Changping Hou naturally understood what Qin Yi meant, and instinctively retorted: "How is this possible? Do you know how many resources it takes to refine a demon? If it weren't for us..."
But halfway through speaking, the voice became quieter and quieter, and finally there was no voice at all.
Qin Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"
Changping Hou said with a green face: "After the demon was exposed, although we got some benefits from the Jingshui Feng clan, because it was related to the catastrophe of the spiritual tide, we also spent a lot of resources that were lacking in refining the demon.
Supported this plan."
Although it seemed at the time that their various aristocratic families had made a lot of money.
However, now that I think about it, it seems that his interests are all future interests, but his contribution is a real contribution.
If this was a game at all, then they would really be at a loss.
Qin Yi obviously thought of this, shook his head, looked at the Marquis of Changping sympathetically, then stopped caring about the Marquis of Changping, and then read the jade slip in his hand.
The Marquis of Changping looked helplessly at Qin Yi, who said "it has nothing to do with him" and "the wind is clear and the clouds are calm". After Qin Yi finished reading the jade slip in his hand, he pondered for a long time, and when he picked up another jade slip, he couldn't help but interjected: "
Qin Yi, don’t you care about this?”
Qin Yi's movements did not change, he shook his head casually and said: "I can't play these conspiracies anymore than you old foxes, so it's better not to be embarrassed and conspicuous."
Anyway, his stage has been set up and he can just watch others perform, so why bother?
With this time, he might as well study martial arts more and improve his strength.
The Marquis of Changping glanced at Qin Yi helplessly.
Qin Yi doesn't understand these things, but he still does. He can see through many problems at a glance and even wake him up.
In addition, the conspiracy he set up before was also very advanced and almost unsolvable.
However, let's say he understands this, but he really doesn't want to understand it, and he doesn't even bother to bother with it.
Alas, originally, I was thinking of making Qin Yi his heir, but it seems that there is no chance.
Changpinghou left the inheritance tower full of regret and anger at being fooled.
"Emperor Chongming, we are not done with this matter."
……
In the Imperial Palace and Imperial Study Room, Emperor Chongming sat on the soft couch while playing with the white pieces in his hand. He carefully looked at the chessboard on the bookcase. After a long time, he shook his head and said: "There are too many variables."
As he spoke, the white piece in his hand turned into a black piece, placed it in a certain position, and then clicked a white word into a black piece.
Emperor Chongming stared at the new situation on the chessboard and thought carefully for a long time before sighing and saying: "This game is not easy to win."
To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.】
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the East Palace, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the Marquis of Changping.
He has plans to deal with Feng Yu's variables.
But the variables brought about by Qin Yi were so great that he not only had no plan, but even thought about it.
He never expected that he would encounter a saint coming to this world.
This is equivalent to flipping the table and betting on a gambling table without being the banker yourself.
This feeling of being out of control is really terrible.
A shadow guard suddenly appeared, knelt down on one knee and asked: "Master, the Supreme Elder asked me to ask questions, are you going to proceed as planned?"
Qin Yi's movement was so loud that it alarmed the Supreme Elder. Emperor Chongming was not surprised at all.
"To cope with the ever-changing situation by staying the same, we should proceed according to the original plan."
"Yes." After the shadow guard finished speaking, he disappeared.
Emperor Chongming sighed, looked to the west, and murmured: "I hope Xiaojiu will not use this move."
……
In a cave in the mountains west of Luojing, Feng Lang opened his eyes, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and there was still resentment in his eyes.
"Father, you are so cruel."
He didn't even give him a chance.
Rather than risking the catastrophe of the spiritual tide that would lead to the destruction of the human race, or risking demons causing trouble in the world, he wanted to destroy him without giving him any room for compromise.
Treating him is simply more ruthless than treating those political opponents.
"Now, the problem has come to me, what should I do?"
There was something flashing in Feng Lang's eyes, as if he was making a difficult decision, but he couldn't make this decision for a long time.
Suddenly, Feng Lang sensed something, looked outside the cave, and coldly snorted: "Still so elusive, I don't remember that I summoned you, Mr. Wu."
In the sunlight outside the cave, after a flash, a figure wearing a bronze mask and a black robe with a pocket, covering himself tightly, appeared looming in the sunlight outside the cave.
"Your Highness is joking, you are our quality customer, and providing you with wholeheartedly is our unchanging purpose." Mr. Wu seemed not to be able to see Feng Lang's bad mood at this time, and replied with a smile. Feng Lang leaned back naturally, leaning on the stone wall behind him, and said with a smile: "Your Highness? With your good news, you should have received the news that I was deposed, right? I am no longer the prince.
, I can’t give you what you want, so you still want to trade with me?”
Mr. Wu smiled and said: "You are the most valuable, aren't you?"
Feng Lang's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring straight at Mr. Wu, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
Mr. Wu quickly stretched out his hands, pressed them down in the air, and said with a smile: "Calm down, Your Highness, we have no intention of becoming your enemy. We want to invite you to join us."
Feng Lang's guard did relax for a moment, but he still maintained a strong sense of vigilance. He sneered and said: "You? What organization are you? The Lampbearer? Haha, if you say you are the Lampbearer organization, just don't say it.
Okay, do you think I really believe that you are from the Lamp Holder Organization? Really, white-robed layman?"
After hearing this, Mr. Wu stood still for a long time, shook his head, and his voice changed into the voice of a white-robed layman. He chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that His Highness would have seen through me a long time ago. It was me who was showing his shame."<
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Hearing the familiar voice of the old man in white robe, Feng Lang's eyes became sharper than ever before.
"Sir, it is indeed you!"
Only then did Mr. Wu realize that Feng Lang was deceiving him.
Mr. Wu shook his head and laughed: "I didn't expect that while hunting geese all day long, I would be pecked in the eye by a house bird."
Mr. Wu stopped pretending and took off the bronze mask on his face, revealing that strange yet familiar face.
He is very similar to the old man in white robe, but he looks much younger, only looking like a middle-aged man in his forties.
Feng Lang stared at Mr. Wu warily and said, "Who are you?"
"This is a very good question. How should I understand it? Are you asking me whether I am Mr. Wu, a white-robed layman, or whether I am a lantern-carrying man? Or are you asking me about my true origin?" Feng Lang snorted coldly and said: "Of course they are."
Mr. Wu glanced at Feng Lang, chuckled and said: "White-robed layman is me, and Mr. Wu is me too. It's just a code name. It doesn't have to be so serious. You can call it whatever you like. As for whether my organization is
The Lantern Man, haha, although I am not hiding in the barbarian land, clinging to the ancestral precepts, and not daring to enter the Central Plains of the Lantern Man organization, but I do have a deep connection with the Lantern Man organization. The only organization I founded in the Central Plains,
It is indeed the Lantern Man Organization, so I didn’t lie to you on this point. As for my origin, I can’t tell you. It’s a secret, a secret that can’t be told.”
It is indeed not the Lantern Man organization he thought it was.
It’s just a name of a lantern-bearing organization.
Feng Lang was completely disappointed with Mr. Wu.
If it were the organization he thought was the Lantern Man, there would still be talks, but if it wasn't, then there would be no talks.
"For the sake of our happy cooperation in the past, get out and don't force me to do anything!" As he said that, Feng Lang's eyes turned into golden eagle eyes, and his aura instantly turned into the late Dharma phase.
Mr. Wu looked at Feng Lang in shock and exclaimed: "It is indeed a heaven-defying secret technique. The technique of demon reincarnation can actually make a warrior who has perfected the Golden Core Realm have the strength close to the perfect Dharma Phase Realm."
Although he had heard about this secret technique from Feng Lang before, he had only half understood it. Only when he faced it for real did he truly realize the power of this secret technique. p>
What his current Lanternmen organization needs most is this kind of heaven-defying secret technique.
Only with this kind of secret technique can he quickly improve his strength and equal the four self-proclaimed orthodox lantern-carrying organizations hiding in Seyi.
Have the strength to be recognized by them and even equal to them.
Mr. Wu stretched out his right hand with enthusiasm in his eyes and invited: "Feng Lang, join us. I need you and you need me, right? Without me, how will you survive in the Central Plains? I don't believe it.
You are really naive to think that the demon's ability to transform is really inexplicable and that it can really escape the pursuit of the royal family and major aristocratic families. Feng Lang, only I can hardly provide you with a safe shelter.
I am the person you need most, before, now, and in the future. Feng Lang, what are you still hesitating about? Come join us..."
Feng Lang's body was trembling, sharp teeth sprouted from his mouth, and brown hair sprouted from his face. He yelled at Mr. Wu: "Shut up!"
Mr. Wu looked at Feng Lang's appearance and sighed: "It seems that your state is a bit unstable. You can't give me an answer now. I'll come back next time and look forward to your answer."
Mr. Wu's figure flickered twice, like a mirage, and disappeared instantly, as if he had never appeared before, leaving no trace.
A figure instantly appeared in front of Feng Lang, kneeling on one knee and reporting: "Your Highness, we still haven't found the other party's true identity."
Feng Lang's appearance has returned to normal, he shook his head and said: "I couldn't find it with the help of the entire dynasty before. How can I find it this time with only my own strength? Forget it, have the others made arrangements?"<
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"It has been arranged, Your Highness."
Feng Lang nodded, walked out of the cave, looked at the beautiful scenery, and murmured: "If I stay in the Central Plains, there is no other way out except joining Mr. Wu, who has always been by my side and is deliberately taking advantage of me. You
Say, isn’t this very tragic?”
The guard who reported the report hesitated for a moment and replied: "Your Highness, the world is huge. As long as we look for it, there will always be a place for us."
After hearing this, Feng Lang was slightly stunned, suddenly thought of something, and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, I almost got into trouble, forgetting that the Central Plains is only a small place, and the world is very big, haha... I
You know, where should we go..."
In the land of Siyi, there is no more suitable place than him.
But, which one should I choose?
Feng Lang looked around.
Dongyi, exclude them first.
That's the sea.
They are not familiar with the sea at all, and going there rashly is simply courting death.
Beidi?
The endless grassland is not a good place to hide.
Nanman?
It's a good place to hide, but...
In addition to the art of sealing, the most important thing for demons is the art of witchcraft.
The southern barbarians' witchcraft may be able to restrain their demons.
It’s also not advisable.
"Then there is only Xifan."
Feng Lang's eyes were fixed and he ordered: "Notify everyone to rest for a long time. After dark, everyone will set off immediately to the Beast Control City, and then use the Beast Control City to go to Xibo!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
After the guards left, Feng Lang turned his head and looked in Luo Jing's direction, his eyes full of nostalgia.
"When I leave, I'm afraid I'll never see you again."
His best moments will end here.
He will leave the Central Plains that he is most familiar with, and leave this shelter that God has given to the human race.
He will never have anyone or a place to protect him, and he will have no choice but to wander outside forever.
At this time, he somewhat understood the mood of those lantern-carrying men hidden in Siyi.