Chapter three hundred and thirty I plan your plan
Little Tianshi couldn’t follow her train of thought, so she turned to lament that it was not good for her country to live in its own time.
After all, the 200-year-old dynasty is coming to an end, and the national prestige is decreasing day by day, and it is becoming more and more difficult to practice in the mountains and rivers.
If there were no great turmoil in the Yuan Dynasty, there must have been some false immortals left over from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, right?
It’s not as hard as it is now to play every day.
He thinks so.
Unexpectedly, Ji Xiang gently hummed "You think wrong" at this time.
"False fairy? Nakazuka is dead! It’s just a decaying skeleton hole, a living skeleton, a crumbling bamboo beam. "
"If today’s country looks fierce, it is because he has raised hundreds of thousands of troops, and even the ancient sleeping fairy has been sent to the battlefield. Now it seems that it is the fact that they fought fiercely. If he is defeated, the consequences can be imagined."
"Besides, I threw my celestial master at the scene. In the early ancient times, I was still asleep and didn’t wake up from the state of autopsy. There are still a few immortals who have awakened!"
Little Tianshi was taken aback. "I am still a fairy?" That they … "
"If you have it, but others don’t listen to you even if they wake up, don’t expect them to help you."
Ji Xiang stopped the child from some unrealistic fantasies. Others were immortals of the previous dynasty. For them, their time has long since vanished. It is really hard to have feelings for the world after thousands of years, just like the Qing people crossing into the later generations, it is estimated that they will shout "Qing Dynasty is dead" every day!
If I suddenly give you a hand, it will be pure mutual affection.
The situation in the DPRK is still very complicated, and the weakness of the imperial court has long been a fait accompli. The only pure Yang peak guarding Mount Tai is equivalent to hanging up the Sect in the southeast. There are at least six monks who don’t listen to the command. There are three pure Yang monks, such as Wudang, and there are three Buddhism and Confucianism. In the name of obeying the command of the imperial court, it is impossible for people to guard their own mountain gates and help you fight. That’s how a pure Yang must protect the Taoist Sect and won’t listen to the command of the imperial court. Simply put, it is not good for them to help fight Japan.
In this part, there is also the hand of King Lu who scattered him, and maybe there is a monk Chun Yang hiding.
Only Confucianism was driven by the imperial court, but people now have no masters. A few decades ago, there was a sage in charge, but now it is difficult to cook a clever woman.
It’s true that it’s hard to become a pure sun, but it depends on the population. Nowadays, the registered population in the twenty-five years of Wanli is as high as 50 million to 60 million, and it can reach about 90 million without a large number of registered black bases. This is because women and children who have no ability to pay taxes will not be recorded in the demographic data … It’s amazing that there is such a unit as "half person"
Based on this population of nearly 100 million, the monks choose those who are suitable for spiritual practice, that is, choose a good seedling out of 100 thousand people. It is normal for these monks to practice for decades or even hundreds of years.
"Well, you watch Shimazu Yoshihiro. I’ll be right back."
Ji Xiang looked in a certain direction, but the little Tianshi was puzzled.
"Go? Uncle guy, are you going … "
Hum-
The word "which" hasn’t been said yet. The elephant has turned into a golden light and suddenly twisted and disappeared!
Small tianshi stare big eyes dumbfounded "this ….. this is dun? ！”
"Wait for the broken gold … the gold in the 13th National Congress!"
At the same time
I am running away very quickly, thinking that "the fairy is terrible and doesn’t come again, please inform him of reinforcements as soon as possible." The waterfall spirit king Buddha demon and a famous monster came to Korea from Japan. In the past, it was all bad. After getting some fake fairy power, he once felt that he had lost his opponent in addition to several fake immortals in yagyu munenori.
But … Now!
"False fairy what is that! That’s a fart! "
The carved wooden face of the waterfall spirit king is also pale at this time, and the power of the former Ji Xiang’s sword to destroy the city can’t be waved away in his mind! Although I know that it is because my own Excalibur beheaded my own city, the national prestige is equal to nothing, but even so … even so!
That’s killing yagyu munenori, killing the giant skeleton monster and killing several heads with one blow!
When the other party hits himself before, there is no motivation for those random moves!
That’s a true fairy!
What is the power of the false fairy before the true fairy?
Even the "false fairy" Emperor Jimmu, I’m afraid I’m afraid …!
No!
"No Emperor Jimmu is not the same! This adult is different! The whole Japanese national luck is in his hands. Although he is a fake fairy, he is not among the true immortals, but generally the true immortals must not beat him! "
"But … but … false fairy alone is better than true fairy"
"Damn it, if this adult, if Emperor Jimmu doesn’t restrict our country’s immortals, will it be true fairy power now? If I have true fairy power, will I still lose to that country’s fairy? "
"It’s all Emperor Jimmu’s fault! If his greed hadn’t stifled everyone’s chance to become immortals and turned them into elixirs to support himself, we would certainly have many true immortals now! "
"Even I might have been promoted to demon fairy! How can you be afraid …! "
The voice did not fall
It’s time to escape from Feng Shui.
That moment seems to have a golden light flashing.
Suddenly a large number of swords appeared in the head of the waterfall spirit king.
With a wave of his hand!
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Jing Wang, Korea, under Japanese occupation.
After five meetings in three days, Kobayakawa Hideaki asked those heads to take the initiative to cross the defense line of Bitou Pavilion and then attack the city. However, this order was continuously rejected by the first heads of heads in Data Masamune!
They look at Kobayakawa Hideaki, and their eyes are even more disgusting.
"If you can’t be the general, I think it’s better to change this position!"
"Data Masamune, what are you going to do? I’m a white man. Don’t you dare! You dare to do this is rebellion! You, an able person, show off your martial arts and say how powerful you are. As a result, you are now shrinking. Jing Wang dare not cross the line. Will your ferocity bark like a mad dog at me in the temple? "
"You you! Xiuqiu, I want to see if you have a problem! "
Data Masamune has been sprayed out of his mind. In the past three days, he has been directly targeted by the other side for many times. If the brain circuit is clear, his mind is full of the idea of "how can I spray you to death if you don’t play well?"
Holding two great artifacts, Sugiyama Jingsheng, always feels that there is something wrong with the atmosphere recently.
The army is too quiet, and there is no movement. Although it can be recognized that they are discussing tactics, it may be these days if they want to attack.
And that night, the fairy realized that the reality was a little weird and always felt something was wrong.
There’s nothing wrong here …
"I agree to take the initiative."
Sugiyama Jingsheng suddenly spoke at this time, and all eyes were focused on Sugiyama Jingsheng.
Data Masamune is unbelievable "What are you talking about! The other party has a fairy! Although we have immortals and artifacts here, but … "