The stranger in Tsing Yi didn't expect him to see through his background at a glance, he was silent for a while, and said: "I didn't expect that the level of strong people in the mainland is so high. Not as good as you, could it be said that your side is more suitable for cultivation?"
The stargazer and Tieshu he mentioned are both strong men who have a deep relationship with Daxizhou, and Tieshu is originally from Daxizhou.
"Are you old with Iron Tree?" Wang Po asked.
The strange man in Tsing Yi said: "It is indeed an old acquaintance."
Wang Po looked at him quietly and asked, "You want to avenge him?"
The strange man in Tsing Yi laughed, his voice still hoarse.
"Revenge? I chased Tieshu into the sea back then, and was finally rescued by Stargazer. He wouldn't want me to avenge him, would he?"
In the Battle of Kyoto three years ago, Tie Shu died under Wang Po's blow, but no one would deny Tie Shu's strength. When he was in Daxizhou, Tieshu hadn't broken through that threshold, but he was also a very talented strongman, but he was hunted down so miserably by this person, so he must have a very high seniority and a great reputation in Daxizhou.
Wang Po thought about this person's earlier emotion, and said: "It's not that the middle land is more suitable for cultivation, but there are so many practitioners here, the competition is inevitably fierce."
The strange man in blue pondered for a moment and said, "That's right. From your point of view, where is my current state and strength in Middle-earth?"
Wang Po said: "It should be ranked in the top ten."
The continent is vast, and there are countless powerful people. For a swordsman like Wang Po, who has personally certified that this person can be ranked in the top ten, it is conceivable that this person is indeed extraordinary.
However, this sentence only brought a sigh from the strange man in Tsing Yi.
"Is it just the top ten?"
The strange man in Tsing Yi said with emotion: "In a peaceful corner, peaceful and happy, after all, it is not the right path of cultivation, and it will definitely fall behind."
Wang Po said: "Be peaceful and joyful, that's what I wish for."
"If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you are closed, you will eventually rot. We should come back." The strange man in Tsing Yi said, looking into Wang Po's eyes.
Wang Po was silent for a long time, and said, "I have no idea about this matter."
If the human race in Daxizhou wants to return to Middle-earth, it must be a big event, and it will cause a lot of trouble and disputes.
Because even if only a small part of the strong come back, they still need territory and resources.
But from Emperor Taizong to Tianhaisheng to now, from the alliance with the monster clan to the confluence of the north and the south to the confluence of the east and west, this is the general trend.
Because of the need to fight against the demons until they are completely wiped out, human beings must unite all their strengths.
After all, the people living in Daxizhou are all human races. In the eyes of many strong human races, they are more trustworthy and should be closer than the monster races in Baidi City. As for the Yaozu themselves, they might have worried that the return of Daxizhou's forces to the mainland would affect their status, but now that their queen is from Daxizhou, they shouldn't be too vigilant.
There are very few people who are qualified to decide this matter, the Emperor of Zhou, the Pope, the Holy Maiden, the Baidi couple, and now Shang Xingzhou.
A strong person like Wang Po, of course, also has a certain right to speak.
In the past, Wang Po was supportive, but now his thinking has changed.
Obviously, no matter whether Mujiu Poetry almost became the heir of the Pope, or the powerhouse in the sacred domain of Daxizhou led people to try to kill Chen Changsheng, it can be seen that the relationship between Shang Xingzhou and Daxizhou is through Madam Mu. Some kind of agreement was made.
Now the confrontation between the Great Zhou court and the state religion is becoming more and more serious, and they are staring at each other. It is very difficult for the court to quietly use a real strong to kill the Pope, but Daxizhou is a force outside the original chessboard.
If Chen Changsheng had really followed the original plan to walk along the river, and if Wang Po hadn't come, Daxizhou might really kill him.
Wang Po did not accept such a thing.
"Since you have no idea about this matter, why do you need to appear here?"
The stranger in Tsing Yi looked at him and said, "The state religion must have been prepared long ago, and you don't need to stand out, or is His Majesty the Pope trying to use this method to force you to take a stand?"
"Not having an idea doesn't mean I have no position. My position has never changed."
Wang Po said: "Between Tianhai and the royal family, between the imperial court and Su Li, and now between their teachers and students, I have always held a correct position."
The strange man in Tsing Yi asked: "What is correct?"
Wang Po said: "His Majesty the Pope is a good man."
What is the correct position? How to judge right from wrong? It turned out to be simple good and bad.
But people are subject to change, so how to judge? If you can't watch for a lifetime, then just watch for a while, as long as he is good at this moment, that's enough, for example, Su Li who was seriously injured in the snowfield of the Demon Realm that year, and Chen who was seriously injured by Haidi on the battlefield more than a year ago. Changsheng should not be treated like this by his own world.
The strange man in Tsing Yi asked after a moment of silence: "What if it was the Tang family who wanted to kill him?"
Wang Po remembered the snowstorm in Kyoto three years ago.
He and Tieshu sat on both sides of the table, and the second master of the Tang family said four words.
Grace is as heavy as a mountain.
so what
He still hit the second master's face with the scabbard, and he still cut the iron tree with the scabbard.
It is another thing to repay a kindness if it is as heavy as a mountain.
The strange man in Tsing Yi understood his silence, shook his head and said, "At first he was the second son of the Tang family, but now he is going to enter Wenshui, you have to face the old man."
Many years ago, Wang Po worked as an accountant in Wenshui for many years, and Mrs. Tang treated and raised him like his own son. He has not been back to Wenshui for many years, so will he go back this year? Just like what the strange man in Tsing Yi said, the whole continent wants to know, if he really returns to Wenshui, how will he face that old man? No matter how strong and determined he is, can he still raise his sword against Mrs. Tang
Watching Wang Po's figure disappear in the lower reaches of the Snow River, Rob was silent for a long time, moving his fingers lightly in the wintersweet bushes without making any sound.
For him, he doesn't know how to deal with this situation.
The strange man in blue also left.
Rob left the river and followed, always keeping a distance of two or three miles.
This mysterious visitor from Daxizhou is obviously a strong man in the sacred field. It is very difficult to follow the other party without alarming the other party, and it can even be said to be courting death. But Rob didn't mean to stop, because he wanted to find out the truth of the whole thing.
Just like back then, in order to obtain the key, he risked great dangers and dealt with the young strong men in Xuelao City for several months.
And he was confident that he would not be discovered by that strange man in blue.
The banks of the Xuehe River are full of long-dead winter grass, painted with frost color, which is very similar to the grass around the Banya Racecourse. It looks like countless swords piled up together.
He walks among the frosty grass, as if he wants to become one with the surroundings, because he is also a sword.