The sword is the devil

Chapter 182 The Poor Will Think Change
When a group of parades walked out of Fangjiabao, they were basically in a daze. Wang Xun sent this pot of wine, which was a bit over the top!
Li Jingxi laughed and scolded, "I finally understand that playing with swords is not as good as playing with people! After what this guy said, I didn't feel disgusted at all? Fortunately, I also contacted a few powerful monsters, ready to..."

Feng Yaochen also sighed, "If that's the case, he is indeed more suitable for the position than any of us? That old idiot of Guo Zhenya really needs the same old idiot to deal with. On this point, We are not as good as him."

Everyone looked at Hou Tiao, not only because of the relationship between him and Wang Zhongjin, but also because of the unknowing and subtle recognition of the patrols over the past year, just like they habitually looked at him before encountering troubles. It's the same question, it's just that no one is fully aware of it yet.

Hou Tiao didn't realize it either, "Let's wait and see? If Inspector Wang can really do what he promised, I will take him as an envoy and fully support him. If he can't..."

Everyone thinks so,

Everyone has their own way of living, the parade has one way, and Wang Zhongjin has another way. As far as survival is concerned, you can't say that he is wrong?

The only thing that could be wrong is that he entered the wrong sect.

There are hundreds of people, all kinds of strange things; the Quanzhen sect has tens of thousands of members, and there is no scruple in recruiting people, so the composition is extremely complicated, which is also a characteristic of human beings.

There are those who want to live forever, those who fantasize about sword cultivators coming to the mainland, some who are bloodthirsty and have no scruples, and of course there are those who just go about their lives in different ways, and so on.

It can only be said that no one who can get to this point is simple, no matter whether he really thinks so, or pretends to win people's hearts, at least he has an attitude.

Attitude is very important. The parade is alone in the frontier, and what they want is this respect; you can be incompetent, but you can't just dictate.

Several people decided to continue to follow the previously set areas and responsibilities, which they are familiar with; fighting is what they like, but the calm after the fighting is more important, because they need such time to sort out their practice.

Going up the realm may not solve everything, but if the realm does not go up, everything will not be solved. This reason is not difficult to understand.

Most of the current parade team has basically reached the Bigu Realm. Li Jingxi has already reached the bridge level by taking a step ahead. The quality of this wave of parade is the strongest in the history of Yinling. Very important.

Everyone dispersed one by one and went their separate ways.Hou Tiao and his two younger brothers are still in charge of the area near Ximeng Mountain, which has been demarcated.

"I also want to congratulate Senior Brother on his high-level tour, this is the best gift Wang Wang brought to you." Wang Mian teased.

Fang Yazi also rarely took the initiative to speak, "This guy is really a talent. I can't match his official means; everyone contributed to the Ximengshan incident, and it was natural to be restored to his original position. Now it seems that he won it for his senior brother." , this guy..."

Hou Tiao said seriously: "I am grateful, because I know that I will definitely be rewarded if I do not have meritorious service.

Anyway, let’s talk about something serious, at least during our term of office, Ximeng Mountain cannot be touched. The ghosts have lost a lot this time. Although they were suppressed by Master Yu, they will definitely think about setting up a few times Typical, kill all trespassers!
It's not just wandering spirits and fierce ghosts who attack, it's more likely to be ghosts and ghosts, do you understand? "

Wang Mian nodded, "Understood, sword cultivators are not afraid of death, but they are not actively seeking death. There is no oil and water in that place, and the improvement of combat skills is also very limited. It is a pure satisfaction of killing. We will not go in out of curiosity.

However, if other monks don't listen to dissuasion..."

Hou Tiao waved his hand, "Good words can't persuade the damn ghosts, let them go, don't save, don't help, don't participate.

The three brothers and I are all bigu now, and it is the right thing to spend a little effort to improve the realm. I figured it out. If you don't reach Tongxuan, the so-called sword repair is a fart!No fart!

Now that I think about it, I'm really ignorant, it's strange to be able to survive without even being able to cause trouble with just this little ability. "

Wang Mian heard something from it, "Where is senior brother going?"

Hou Tiao boasted shamelessly, "Uncle Yu invited me to dinner, how many times have I refused, and I have to give him some face?"

The two laughed, and Tiao didn't hide that idea from them. He knew that it was his brother who had been repaired in the past, and no one could help him with this kind of thing; Uncle Yu is a big man, and it's fair to be treated by him, so it's not necessarily a bad thing to be reprimanded by him .

Hou Tiao walked south, and a voice came from afar, "In troubled times, our generation relies on nothing but the sword in our hands, and the anger in our hearts! If anyone falls behind in the process, Zhengrong will definitely miss out; don't blame me for not talking about brotherhood! "

The two watched the senior go away, and understood what he meant in their hearts; what kind of ability and responsibility, if the senior masters the mystery and they stay on the same footing, if they get mixed up again, they deserve bad luck, because you can't bear it anymore.

In the world of practice, it is not appropriate to blindly talk about brotherhood, and it may harm the weaker side.

Wang Mian curled his lips, "Everyone is Bigu, so it's not clear who will go to the bridge first, and who will pass through the mystery first!"

Fang Yazi muffled, "Brother is probably coming soon! If you have time to spend time here, you might as well go back and work harder."

Wang Mian turned around and glared at him, "I can't compare to Senior Brother, but at least I can compare to you!"

Fang Yazi turned around and left, "That's not necessarily the case!"

These people are struggling in their cultivation, and their predicament can be described in one word - poor!
Wang Mian might be better, but he and Senior Brother Hou are really poor; every time Wang Mian gets some resources from his family, he always has to divide them into thirds, but Hou Tiao doesn't want it, and he doesn't want it either.

In the words of Senior Brother Hou, "The so-called talents are all forced out of poverty!"Are you giving Lao Tzu resources to destroy their talents? '

These words are a bit extreme, a bit like slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat, but from a certain point of view, it also makes sense.

If you are poor, you want to change!

Without resources, you can only think of ways from other aspects, forcing you to try boldly and take a different path from others, which is impossible for monks with abundant resources.

When resources are abundant, one will naturally follow the old path, because this path is the safest and has the highest success rate;

Of course, not everyone has the ability to change, that really requires talent, and a little luck!
Hou Tiao has his Zifu vortex, Fang Yazi also has his own luck, and Wang Mian also has his own little secret.

So they use this kind of poverty to force out their potential.

If you don't force yourself once, you will never know where your upper limit is!

When you have pushed out your potential, look around and see all the mountains and small things!

(End of this chapter)