I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

Two leaders.

No, it includes the three leaders of the land in front of me.

All were seen through.

"This kind of calculation and wisdom has to be admired."

Wu Lang had always been calm before, but now he truly realized the terror of these high-end people. He couldn't hide away by curling up in a cave.

Wu Lang sighed in his heart:

"I originally thought that this era, which had just experienced the catastrophe of hell, was the most indifferent and declining era of the immortal sect. There is another demonic disaster attacking before us, and I am too busy to take care of myself. I have a chance."

"But you can still easily arrange a plan to arrest me and parade me through the streets?"

Wu Lang woke up in his heart.

He felt that he had a chance, but after all, he underestimated the world!

Thinking that you are a modern person and a time traveler, you feel that you are superior and outperformed by natives like them who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years! ?

Why?

They don’t have the halo of wisdom!

Just looking at the layout in front of me is quite terrifying!

With just a few clues, he immediately guessed the route.

And even in this extremely weak Immortal Era, he was targeted like this. In the later era of stronger Immortal Sect mythology, when the Mountain Spirit lineage rose up at that time, it would naturally fall short.

"What do you want?" Wu Lang said directly. He knew that he seemed to be in trouble finally, and what was supposed to come was coming.

At this time, Jing Ge and Wu Lang drank together, as if they were close friends reunited after a long separation, and said with a smile:

"The mountain spirit is too weak."

"You can't rise on your own."

His voice gradually became deeper and louder, and the hints in the language were self-evident.

Wu Lang looked at him and said, "This power is not for the personal gain of the immortal sect. You just want to conquer this power and use it as a weapon to gain the power to dominate the world for your sect, and then use it to quell the demonic disaster." , gain merit and be recognized by the world.”

"Ah."

Jing Ge smiled.

He and Wu Lang continued to drink tea.

More than an hour later, suddenly another figure appeared in the void.

"Your Majesty, after exploring the seventy-third suitable location on the map, we have successfully discovered the dungeon and captured its leader!"

Click!

A mountain elf leader was thrown to the ground.

Wu Lang lowered his head and glanced at King Taishan quietly, "King Taishan, your plan has been seen through."

"I'm sorry." King Taishan sobbed in pain when he saw this senior, as if his faith had been broken, "I have failed our clan. This human Confucian scholar said his reasoning and anchored my name on the map out of thin air. position, I am completely convinced of my defeat!”

"Alas." Wu Lang sighed.

Jing Ge continued to drink tea without raising his head.

Another half hour.

A message appeared again, and a phantom delivered a message through the air:

"Your Majesty, in a large mountain to the south of the Yunwuyuan, a mountain spirit tribe was found marching rapidly. One of its leaders has been captured and is being escorted here!"

"This is already the second one. The fire of retreat has been cut off. What do you think?" he said.

Wu Lang remained silent and taciturn.

In his previous life, he was a low-level worker. At this time, he truly realized the huge oppressive power of these upper-level rulers and the powerful momentum of strategizing.

"Actually, I admire a great scholar like you." Jing Ge poured himself a cup of tea and slowly poured another cup for Wu Lang.

"Your plan can be said to be quite perfect, so perfect that everyone's heart will be moved!"

"Why am I, Jingzhou, so weak?"

He held out two fingers: "There are two reasons for this. First, Jingzhou is backed by a great abyss of clouds and mist. Demons invade it all the year round, and wars occur frequently. It is our human race's bridgehead against demons!"

"Second, it's because Jingzhou's spiritual energy is thin. Why is Jingzhou's spiritual energy so thin?"

"It's because of the mountain spirit!"

He stood up suddenly, with a majestic momentum rising to the sky, pointing at the towering mountains in the distance, and said in a loud voice:

"There are mountain spirits all over the mountains and plains. Even if they are only at the average level of the third level of Qi training, the terrifying number of trillions has diluted the large amount of spiritual energy resources in our Jingzhou! The amount of spiritual energy we inhale every day is astronomical!"

"The plague of mountain spirits is like a plague of cockroaches and rats, like a plague of locusts passing through the country!"

"We, the people of Jingzhou, are a nation living above the locust plague! No one can control this disaster. We are watching the spiritual energy being swallowed up. Our Jingzhou has declined and has become a wasteland! We are laughed at by the other eight continents!"

His voice gradually became louder and louder than thunder, showing a look of admiration, "Your Excellency's way of governing the world can be regarded as a good way to save Jingzhou. One is to calm down the beast disaster, castrate the number, and restore the spiritual energy. It is also used by our human race. The other Second, he also used animal disasters to save the people’s cities and resist demonic disasters!”

"Therefore, I would like to worship you as the Holy Master of Jingzhou Imperial Dynasty. You can marry any princess of my royal family and join hands with me to put an end to the troubled times in Jingzhou!"

He calmly stated his bargaining chip, "Even, the child of your Excellency and the princess has been appointed to be our next generation emperor of Jingzhou! He will take charge of the world's power!"

Wu Lang felt calm.

It sounds nice, but it's just empty talk.

If you hand over your mountain spirit lineage to the other party, you will definitely take complete control of your race and take away your position!

"You should also know that the choice is never in your hands."

Jing Ge glanced at Wu Lang and said softly: "If you don't compromise with me, the power in your hands will only become moldy in your hands. It will never be able to rise. Like me today, I can easily eradicate two branches." generally."

"look."

He pointed down.

A group of mountain elves in Taidi in the city below have not yet noticed their presence.

This group of men in black wearing animal skin cloaks, with a heavy and bright aura of earthy yellow all over their bodies, are still rescuing the people of this ruined city, shouting loudly, defeating the remnants of the evil disaster for them, and seeking peace for the ordinary people. prosperous times.

"Mother! We are saved!"

"Dear monks, thank you for the rescue!"

Everyone felt the kind and sacred aura, which is the aura of experts in Buddhist cultivation.

"What we should do"

In response to the support of the people, Taidi spoke in human words, appearing very shy and helpless with the cute children surrounding him.

The people of this era have been suffering for a long time.

In name, the Immortal Gate accepts enshrinements and protects various mortal cities, but in fact it doesn't care.

For countless years, the people who have been suffering and oppressed just need a little sweetness, a little help, and protection of their villages and wheat fields, and they are already grateful.

"very nice."

After gaining wisdom, Taichi was no longer confused. He felt love, hate, love, and hatred in this beautiful world. He treated this clear world with tenderness, and seriously enjoyed every moment of the innocent smiles of the children in these hardships. one day.

Bang!

"When I grow up, I will also practice Buddhism like my predecessors, Pudu." A cute child suddenly burst open and turned into a pool of blood and mud.

The people around him were stunned, as if they couldn't react in an instant.

Bang!

The next second, another child surrounding Taidi exploded into blood mist out of thin air.

Taidi's pupils shrank violently and he fell to his knees, his anger erupting like a torrent, "How could it be possible, how could it be. Who is it! Who is killing the child!!!"

And the next second, a strong wind roared up, unintentionally revealing the true face of Taichi and others under the cloak.

"Mountain Spirit!!!"

"The men in black robes who saved us turned out to be mountain spirits!!"

"It must have killed those poor children. Sure enough, it saved us with evil intentions!!"

Fear and wails broke out instantly.

Some angry people who had lost their children picked up swords and slashed at them.

high places.

Wu Lang looked at him with a flash of anger: "Why did you kill those children? The common people are also your people. You must understand that you are not only a fairy sect, but also a descendant of the human empress."

Only those who were familiar with Wu Lang in his previous life would know how much anger he contained in his stern expression.

After he came to this world, he finally understood what those top players were struggling with and why they were so angry that they wanted to develop this technique in an attempt to subvert the rule of the entire Immortal Sect. The people of this world were really like pigs and dogs. Those are all living human beings, ordinary humans just like myself.

"You should know better now, right?"

Jing Ge didn't seem to care about the other party's expression. He pointed at the people below and said, "The moment they see the mountain spirit, they will just draw their swords against them."

"I'm just using a little bit of means to catalyze it."

"For a long time, the people of Jingzhou have accumulated endless resentment against the beast disaster."

"As long as we tell them that you are a heinous demon who enlightened the beasts, created even greater beasts, and created several cases of 'mountain murderers' like this, they will treat you Angry to the extreme!”

"Shanjing, it is impossible to win the friendship of the people. The people will only report you to our immortal sect and kill you angrily."

"after all."

The smile on his face became gentler, as if a devil was whispering in his ears: "For tens of thousands of years, the beast disaster has brought them too much pain. These ignorant people are always willing to believe what they believe, and never care about the truth. "

"do you understand?"

He stood up and looked down at the Confucian scholar in front of him, "You can't help the people of the demon disaster, nor can you rise up. You will only be reviled by the common people. You will be reviled by the common people as the first generation of beast kings in the history of the beast disaster and the demon cultivator who harmed the human race. , nailed to the shameful history of the human race."

"Unless you surrender to me."