God of Life and Death

These days, the League of People is running around in order to collect all kinds of basic resources for the Terrans, but it has not raised too much basic resources for the Terrans. The 10,000 peoples either offer too high a price that the Terrans cannot bear, or they simply refuse to make people want There is not much way to buy basic resources.

Fang Yue's breath of fishing for so many basic resources is naturally a good thing for the League of People.

The slight operation of these basic resources can greatly alleviate the current crisis in basic resources.

"Have I said that these basic resources will be delivered to Renmeng?"

Fang Yue looked at Zuobang with a faint smile. Zuobang's original hope and enthusiasm was gradually dissipated at this moment.

"Fang Yue, what do you mean? Even if these basic resources fall into your hands, it will not be of much use! Contributing to the Renmeng, the Renmeng will never treat you badly!"

Zuobang suppressed his anger, Fang Yue said.

"When I was made things difficult by the Anlan Dynasty, this Renmeng did not care about my life and death! And even if I keep these basic resources useless, there is no need to hand them over to Renmeng!"

Fang Yue looked at Zuobang's eyes full of clearness.

Fang Yue's heart was always dissatisfied with the attitude of Renmeng. Since this Renmeng looked down on him, he did not use his hot face to press Renmeng's cold ass.

Zuobang's heart was slightly cool.

All the longings were completely wiped out by a handful of cold water.

"You and I are very clear about the attitude of the League to me, why conceal it?"

"I have repeatedly made meritorious service for the People's League. The People's League has indeed raised my membership in the People's League and rewarded me with a lot of merit points, but the People's League has never regarded me as its own person! Give me the corresponding treatment to Tianjiao, but also did not give me the identity of the core member! Now what am I in the eyes of the League? I have no real power, no status, and I was given a position as a guardian of Yongfeng Town before and later by Anlan Dynasty. Dismissed! Why should I be a renown member of the League of People, and contribute the resources that I have finally obtained?"

Fang Yue sneered and fought back.

Zuobang was speechless.

In fact, from any angle, the League of People's guard against Fang Yue is too heavy.

Renmeng is sorry for Fang Yue, which led to the current result.

"But Fang Yue, these resources are not given to the Human League, but to provide corresponding training resources for some of the lower-level practitioners of the Human Race! Without these basic resources, many of the lower-level practitioners in the Human Race will follow their path of practice. It will be hard to move!"

Zuobang once again persuaded him to speak earnestly, hoping that Fang Yue could change his mind and raise his hands high.

"Whether this resource has flowed into the hands of the common people of the Human Race or some big clans of the League of Nations, I think Lord Zuobang should know better than me!"

Fang Yue looked at Zuo Bang.

Zuobang was dumb.

In this alliance, there are also intertwined forces and conflicts of interests, naturally.

Indeed, most of the resources in this alliance will fall into the hands of the big clan to cultivate Tianjiao, the disciple of his clan.

"Human League resources are naturally obtained by those who have the ability! These resources fall into the hands of some big clans, it is easier to cultivate real strong, some common people, born in the grass roots, even if they have some talents, they have obtained opportunities, after all. Cultivation is not a system! Even if these resources fall into their hands, those human disciples can take off for a while, but it is difficult for them to travel long-term!"

At this time, a disciple of the League of Nations dressed in white walked out.

Fang Yue glanced at this guy. The saint's cultivation level was good, and he might have the strength to fight across two or three small ranks.

Humans can also be regarded as a little genius.

"I don't know which disciple you are from?"

Fang Yue sneered. I don't know when, it was his turn to be taught by a junior of a human saint!

Although Fang Yue was not very old and his realm was not high, his combat power was too strong. Over time, he also elevated his status to a disciple who was comparable to some of the older generations of powerful people in True Wonderland.

On weekdays, he came into contact with either the Tianjiao of various races, or the powerhouse above the real fairyland, and the last time he was a virtual fairy!

I don't feel much about this kind of younger guy.

"Gu family, so is Gu Junyan!"

The boy in white closed his folding fan.

Made a posture that he considered chic.

Fang Yue sneered.

"No wonder I have never been reused in the Human League. It turns out that the Human League understands grassroots practitioners this way! Because there is no background power to rely on, it is difficult to go long-term on the road of cultivation! I did not expect that I could not think about it. It’s a matter of explanation that you got the answer in your mouth! It’s a pity that I don’t like this answer. Since you have the power and background, the cultivation resources needed by the disciples naturally need to be grabbed with your own strength. No one can interfere with you how you allocate the resources you get! Do whatever you like! But the resources I donated are hoping to cultivate the talents of those human races who are talented but have no resources to help! You use me The resources come from the generosity of others, I naturally don’t want to give you resources!"

Fang Yue's refusal was even more straightforward.

Gu Junyan accused Fang Yue angrily and said, "You barbarian, regardless of the overall situation!"

Fang Yue sneered: "What a disregard of the overall situation! What a barbarian! Since you look down on me so much, don't hope that my barbarous man will kill and win for the Human Race! Right now, in this Qianlong Banquet, There are many masters of various races, gambling and fighting, and the opportunities are endless. Whether you want to show off or obtain resources, you can naturally fight for it yourself! Anyway, I am not going to continue serving, even if I make another move, it does not represent the human race. , But our Fang Yue himself!"

Fang Yue said this.

Zuobang glared at this Gu Junyan immediately.

What is this silly saying?

Fang Yue is a small ancestor in their alliance, with great ability! Have more resources!

Offended him and made him stop playing for Renmeng, Renmeng might not be able to win the upper hand in this Qianlong Banquet!

"Fang Yue, this little guy has only a few years of practice. He doesn't understand anything, so don't care about him! I hope you can contribute to many matters in the League!"

There was a hint of pleading in Zuobang's voice.

This Gu Junyan would really make trouble, if it weren't because this ancient family was also a prominent family in the League of People, he would have liked to slap this nonsense guy to death and apologize to Fang Yue.

"Master Zuobang is serious. I'm just a teen in the League of People. Although I have no ranks in the League, I am very leisurely in the League. As the saying goes, if this name is not correct, it is not right! I am such a one. How can Bai Ding represent the League of People?"

Fang Yue forced the palace again.

Zuobang was silent.

He knew in his heart that Fang Yue actually wanted to ask for an official position in the League of People.

But he couldn't call the shots in this matter.

If Fang Yue's position is low, Fang Yue will definitely not do it. He has made great contributions to the League of People, and the League of People's rank is so high, even if Fang Yue is given the position of the lord of an ancient city.

However, the position of the city lord of the ancient city has been counted in the League of People as the existence of the chief official of the frontiers, and it must go through layers of assessment and the exchange of interests between the major forces.

Even if his status in the League of People is not low, it will be difficult for him to call the shots.

Seeing Zuobang's hesitant expression, Fang Yue sighed in disappointment.

Then he turned and walked in the direction of his camp. When he had time to spend with these guys, wouldn't he temper a few more drops of the blood of the gods and demons?

Rufeng smiled lightly: "Human League! Haha!"

"It's a pity that Fang Yue was born in the human race by mistake. If he were in my race, his talent would definitely be included in the list of the most elite disciples in the race!"

Wusu sneered and then returned to the Kistler Garden.

The decline of the League of People is not without roots!

Zuobang was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Wu Kun glanced at Zuobang.

"Master Wu Kun, my performance has let you down!"

Zuobang said helplessly.

Wu Kun lightly sighed: "I already know about Fang Yue! The idea of ​​a human alliance is a human alliance, you just do it according to your own will! Fang Yue's side, let me talk to him! I I also believe that Fang Yue should not do anything excessive!"

"The dispute between the old and the new forces exists among ten thousand races. It is not an exclusive family! This is an internal matter of the League. I should not be an outsider to interrupt! But I hope that the senior leaders of the League can distinguish the severity and separate it. Right and wrong, grasp the balance of the secret, and don't destroy the human race in infighting!"

Wu Kun didn't want to say more, but he couldn't help but say a word!

Zuobang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word, and then he left his hand to do other things!

When Fang Yue returned to his camp, he was not disappointed in his attitude towards the League of People. He didn't even think about it. If the League of People really accepted him so easily, he would have been in the core of the League for a long time. In it!

Fang Yue concentrated on tempering the blood of the demon god.

It took about half a day.

Wu Kun came to Fang Yue's camp and asked loudly: "Wu Kun wants to talk to Daoist Fang Yue. I wonder if Daoist Fang Yue can meet him?"

Fang Yue heard the words, put down the tempering instrument in his hand, put it in the storage space, and said, "Senior Wu Kun, please come in!"

Wu Kun stepped into Fang Yue's camp, and he took a look at Fang Yue's camp.

Simple, simple and clean, this is Wu Kun's first impression of the environment of the camp.

If only looking at Fang Yue's camp, Wu Kun felt that Fang Yue looked like an ascetic monk.

"Fang Yue, fellow Daoist, take the liberty to bother, and hope to forgive me!"

Wu Kun handed over.

Fang Yue smiled and said, "Why do you need to be polite, Senior Wu Kun? It's just that my camp is a little short, which makes Seniors wronged!"

Wu Kun smiled and said: "Where, where! For people of my generation, mustard seeds can also be heaven and earth, how can we care about these foreign objects! Presumably with Fang Yue's magical powers, even if this space is instantly expanded a hundredfold, it is a simple matter. , It’s just that fellow Taoists are unwilling!"