Xu Yichuan thought, "Of course I won't forget your credit. What exactly do you want? To be honest, I can think of other ways. If you want this fire-type seed, I advise you not to open the statue." Mouth, I'm afraid you won't lose face."
Desolate, "... ￥￥￥￥"
"Why are not you talking?"
"You have said that, and I will say six."
"All right, all right, don't worry, there will be bread, and there will be seeds, and your blessings will be indispensable."
Since the last time he was overshadowed by Huang Mei, this guy has started to slow down a bit. This time he should invite Mount Sumeru to ask Huang Mei for his breath to cover up his temperament. This guy is pushing left and right to block it, which is very uncomfortable .
Xu Yi knew that this stall required this guy's efforts, so he had to promise what should be promised.
Fortunately, he has always had a good reputation. After being convinced by Huang Mei, he suddenly regained his spirits, "I knew you were not taking advantage of it enough. I think you will probably mess up the negotiation and provoke a big war between the two parties, so that you can have both sides." , Fishing in troubled waters, I'm right."
Xu Yi suddenly stopped, stood under a towering giant tree, and looked at the terraced fields not far away. A farmer with white beard and hair was dripping with sweat, leading an old cow, and was plowing the field. Behind him was a half-sized man holding a plow. In the mountain village in the distance, there is smoke from cooking. Several women in headscarves, carrying baskets and pots, walked quickly from the fields, attracting the farmers in the field from a distance.
The old farmer and the young man squatted under a mulberry tree, holding thick black bowls, eating rice soup and yellow buns, and the juice splashed all over the place. The old woman in rough clothes looked at the young man dotingly, refilling him with water, Fan him, occasionally talk a few words about the harvest of the coming year, and plan to save up two loads of millet to send the boy to the Liu family private school to learn a few words.
As the sun was setting and the evening breeze was blowing, Xu Yi suddenly felt emotional, "Although I have endless desires, why are all sentient beings innocent?"
Huang Mei was stunned, slipped out of Xu Yi's arms, raised a paw, and pointed at the fireworks in the distance, "Everything is just a dream, they will disappear eventually, and the Dao is eternal, what you are looking for is the Dao, the Dao is ruthless, Even if the talent of an Earth Immortal like Senior Xia is nothing more than gray, if you are sentimental, you will definitely suffer."
Huang Mei really couldn't figure out why this guy was so complicated and contradictory. As a monk, Xu Yi's reputation was definitely not for nothing, but he always had simple feelings towards these ants, which was simply contradictory to the extreme.
He didn't want Xu Yi to go this way, because Xu Yi's current position was really good. If he played well, he would definitely be able to provoke a war between the Pope and the ancestors.
It is not his concern that the great battle will cause people to lose their lives. All he cares about is that the strong corpses of the Pope and Zu Ting will definitely die piece by piece. Those are all great tonics.
But Xu Yi has a dead brain, what kind of fraternity is he doing, what kind of ants and sentient beings are practicing.
Xu Yi grabbed the neck of Huangmei's dragon head and threw him out. With a wave of his big hand, a cold light struck straight at Huangmei's body. The pain caused him to yell, spurt blood, and screamed, "You are crazy, what are you doing to kill me! What did I do wrong?"
Huang Mei screamed terribly, but his expression was stern, he was really afraid that the old demon would lose his strength, and sacrificed him to the Immortal Execution Sword.
Pointing to the fireworks in the distance, Xu Yi said, "What did they do wrong again? They want me to cause endless calamities to harm them."
Huang Mei was stunned, "They are just ants, how can they help you?"
Xu Yi pointed to the sky and said, "If that generation was an ant, I also came from a colony of ants. My husband seeks the way, does something, and does not do something. Lao Huang, one day, if I don't need you anymore, you will also be an ant. Shall I kill you or not?"
Huang Mei was stunned again, and suddenly, she shook her tail and yawned, "I'm sleepy, I need to sleep, don't worry, I will let you use me forever, and I won't give you a chance to kill me."
As he spoke, he slipped into Xu Yi's arms and closed his eyes, feeling an unprecedented peace in his heart.
... ... ...
"People, didn't you say retreat, why did you disappear, how did you keep guarding the door, you couldn't even see a person, what are you doing for food?"
Zu Ting, Xiao Qiaofeng, and Elder Gong roared in the Hall of Choosing a Ridge.
The Hall of Choice is the central yamen that is in charge of the defense of the ancestral court. The head of the Hall of Choice, Jiang Shaotang, is in charge of acting. His face is flushed and sweat is pouring down like rain. Facing the questions from the elder of the Golden Palace, Mercury Zhongcheng, he doesn't know how to answer.
On the other hand, Luo Song, the deputy head of the hall, relied on some roots, and appealed confidently, "Elder Xu is the elder of the Golden Palace. Well, it's normal for Elder Xu to leave from whichever one, we have great ability, and we can't look down on others."
"You still dare to talk stubbornly, incompetence, incompetence makes sense."
Xie Zhongcheng was furious, his expression was so ferocious that he almost wanted to kill someone, Luo Song had never seen him get so angry, and he didn't dare to continue to touch Xie Zhongcheng's bad luck, so he lowered his head and kept silent.
"Look for it, send people to look for it, ask around the world, and find the... elder named Xu. I'll just wait here, when he comes back, when will I leave."
Mercury Zhongcheng ordered coldly.
Of course he was in a bad mood. At the beginning, when Han Bing went to negotiate, he was in charge of staff.
According to his experience and common sense, the negotiation that Han Bing was in charge of must be meritorious, but he never dreamed that if the meritorious service was not established, even his life would be lost.
What's even more absurd is that, according to the video sent back from the Pope, it was Han Bingxian's magic weapon.
According to the statement given by the Pope, Han Bing was dissatisfied with the anger of Plum Blossom Seven and wanted to threaten with force, but Commander Mei's cultivation level was not high, and he mistakenly thought that Han Bing was about to use violence, so he activated the high-level strange talisman first, and Han Bing Caught off guard, he died under the violence of the strange talisman.
This explanation barely makes sense, but there are a lot of doubts, and if you seriously break it down, there are simply endless things to say.
But no matter how you argue, the evidence is in the hands of the Pope. This time, Zu Ting's side has both died and wronged, and both sides are not at ease.
When the news of the broken contact came, the people below became even more violent.
Originally, Zu Ting had made great efforts to suppress the emotions of the families of the 80,000 Divine Soldiers. The families of these people together numbered hundreds of thousands, and now they all gathered near Zu Ting. The momentum is bigger than the day.
The news came out that the envoys sent by the ancestral court and the Pope were in contact with each other, and those family members had already had a serious fight for a while.
Now the person in charge of the negotiation on Zu Ting's side died, the negotiation broke down, and those family members even made excuses for him, agitating everywhere, making Zu Ting up and down, shouting for war, wave after wave.
war? No one in the upper class is willing, but those guys in the lower class who can't find a way to advance can't wait for the world to be in chaos and the power to be reshuffled.
These troublesome matters made every high-ranking person in the Zu Ting extremely irritable.