What can Mi Duo compare himself with?
As for power...
He has also come to terms with it. Although the four kings jointly ruled with Ying Wuji as the leader and the other two were Ying Wuji's wives, these three people really did not bully the State of Wei, and the selection of talents all followed the same standards.
He is old and too lazy to seek privileges for his descendants.
If you have the ability, do it; if you don’t, quit.
The boundaries between the four countries are becoming increasingly blurred, and the privileges of the royal families of the four countries are also decreasing at the same time. However, if the children of each ethnic group cannot defeat the common people despite their family education that far exceeds that of others, then they really have no face to say anything.
Go wherever you want to die, but don’t let our Wei family down.
Another meeting is over.
Wei Huan went to the Imperial Academy. The first batch of historians he had personally taught were about to take the official examination, so he had been very busy recently.
"Brother Black Chicken..."
Wu Dan glanced at Wei Huan's back and said with a grin, "How come Old Wei has lost all his spirit? I remember when I was young, I was bullied by him a lot!"
“Maybe it’s out of date!”
Ying Wuji sighed: "To be honest, it's not easy for Old Wei to be so optimistic even though he's so obviously out of touch with his generation. Look at Old Mi. He's given me more than 70 brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law in seven years. He's really awesome!"
He couldn't imagine the happiness of King Chu.
To be honest, people should not be under pressure.
In particular, there should be no pressure to gain life.
Otherwise it will really affect fertility.
There are only two of them after working so hard.
Old Mitou...
I can't envy you.
In the entire Central Plains, the only people in the Huang family whose happiness index can be compared with Old Mi's are those whose quality of life improves a little bit every day. They are so happy that they are bubbling with happiness. There is nothing to worry about every day, only troubles. They just live in the mountains and have many children like crazy.
Anyway, they have a lot of money, so they can just hire someone to take care of them.
In seven years, quite a few second generations have emerged, but they are also consciously controlling it. If there are more, the third generation will definitely live a miserable life just by relying on their salaries.
Ying Wuji would not make them feel uncomfortable, because he had already determined that they could not give birth to offspring with humans, so there was nothing wrong in treating them as trash and raising them in luxury.
Too lazy to worry about them.
He turned his head and said, "Brother Danzi, how is the second generation artillery?"
Wu Dan chuckled and said, "It will be out in a few days. We will compile statistics then and you can practice in your dream. I have prepared the raw materials and we can start mass production as soon as it succeeds."
"good!"
Ying Wuji nodded, feeling a lot more at ease.
Although the military strength in the Central Plains is increasing, there is a limit after all. With these things, the low- and mid-end combat power of the demon clan can be greatly suppressed.
It won't be too embarrassing.
After the human race unified the Central Plains.
His feeling became clearer and clearer. The new order was about official luck and general luck. Anyone with political achievements or military merits would see a significant improvement in their cultivation speed, but there was always a hurdle to achieving direct strength bonus.
This hurdle may only be overcome by the emergence of an ancestor.
But I have already reached the starting point of the road to becoming a saint, but I cannot take the first step.
"Brother Black Chicken!"
"hold head high!"
"Let me ask you a question."
"Just ask!"
"Can Miss Caitan... be resurrected?"
"this……"
Ying Wuji turned his head and saw Wu Dan's melancholy expression.
He thought about it and said nothing nonsense: "Maybe... it's a little difficult!"
"oh……"
Wu Dan responded and sighed, "The art of reincarnation seizes the fortune of heaven and earth. Practicing it is like cutting through thorns and moving forward, and using it should be like walking on thin ice. It's just a pity sometimes. She said a lot before leaving, but didn't give me a chance to say a word. Sigh..."
Ying Wuji didn't say anything. He knew that he couldn't embark on the path of sainthood because of his selfishness.
Wu Dan often stared at Li Caidam's portrait in a daze.
So does Tangtang.
I often sit alone in front of Zhao Ji's tomb.
Hua Chao often tossed and turned in sleep when she thought of Luo Yan.
Holy Way.
It will be of great benefit to the human race.
Extremely cruel to oneself.
It is so difficult to completely abandon selfishness.
This step is not so easy to take.
Even until now, he has been looking for a way to perfectly embed the art of reincarnation into the new order, so as not to affect the existing order and to avoid selfishness affecting his own holy path.
What a pity.
Not found yet.
"I, I'll go back first!"
Wu Dan didn't want to affect Ying Wuji, so he smiled, waved his hand and left.
Ying Wuji stretched lazily and glanced in the direction of Yan State. The Zhuanxu Seal that he had forcefully repaired was about to expire. In half a year at most, the restriction in the Central Plains would instantly collapse.
At this time.
The Phoenix Girl's voice rang in his ears.
“Come quickly!”
"Where are you going?"
"In Kunpeng's belly."
"What?"
"Someone from the demon tribe is looking for you!"
"Looking for me? What for?"
"I invite you to become the eighth or ninth great saint of the demon race."
“Wow!”
Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows.
Are you trying to recruit me?
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