Sheng Fu

Yuan Chu and Chi Hua were deeply touched. They never thought that the Prime Minister of the human race would be so blunt in his words.

"The dragon clan is better. From birth, they can judge the talent and decide the training resources according to the strength of the talent. In this way, there will be less trouble in appeasing people." Chi Hua said.

Bai Xiaowei glanced at Chihua with a hint of disdain and said, "Have you ever heard that man can conquer nature?"

Perhaps it was because the two young men of the Dragon Clan were of pure nature, the Prime Minister was also inspired to talk today.

Chi Hua said: "But that possibility is almost negligible."

"Everything is determined by talent. The gap in pure talent cannot be made up by accumulated life experience and unremitting efforts."

“The great people in the world are always those who are both talented and hardworking.”

“It’s also in line with the way of nature.”

"A fool, no matter how much you train him, will never become anything useful."

"Those who are in the middle level may be able to break through their limits, but the possibility is very small."

Bai Xiaowei picked up a lobster, which came from the depths of the North Sea. It tasted good. Even without any sauce, it still had a unique flavor just boiled in plain water.

Bai Xiaowei said leisurely: "Then do you think that Yu Wenjun can reach the realm of Wanduan in the future?"

"In terms of talent, can he be better than His Majesty the Demon Lord?"

Chi Hua and Yuan Chu fell into silence for a moment. They knew in their hearts that the current Demon Lord was the one with the highest talent in cultivation. Although he was crippled by Mr. Gu Yong, once he recovered, he would be half a step away from becoming a Wan Duan.

Wanduan, from ancient times to the present, has only existed in legends.

"He is not as good as the Demon Lord." There was reluctance and more regret in Yuan Chu's eyes.

“But now that he has cultivated the Chaos Emperor Qi, he may be able to reach Wanduan.” Chi Hua said with a look of dissatisfaction.

Bai Xiaowei said: "You have been talking about it all the time, but you have overlooked the most important point."

Yuan Chu and Chi Hua were bewildered, with clear stupidity in their eyes. They stared at Bai Xiaowei, waiting for the Prime Minister's next words.

"What is it?" the two young dragons asked in unison.

Bai Xiaowei knocked lightly on the tea table, and Chihua hurriedly and carefully poured him tea.

"It's luck!" said Bai Xiaowei.

Chihua and Yuanchu did not believe in luck, they only believed in their own strength, but when this sentence came out of Bai Xiaowei's mouth, it seemed heavy.

"But the idea of ​​luck is too mysterious." Yuan Chu said with a lack of confidence.

Bai Xiaowei said: "There are many people with talent for cultivation in the world. At this moment, they are either growing crops for the landlords or living in prison without seeing the sun. There are even people who are at the foot of a mountain in a cultivation sect, with talent but have not been discovered."

"As the saying goes, gold shines."

"But do you know where the gold comes from?"

This time, Chihua and Yuanchu fell into confusion again.

They have some academic foundation, and it is not weak, but compared with Bai Xiaowei, they are naturally dwarfed.

"Where did you come from?" This time it was Chihua who asked with a silly look on his face.

Bai Xiaowei crossed his legs and said with a curled lip: "Of course it was dug out of the soil!"

Chi Hua: “…”

Yuan Chu: “…”

The conversation between the two young dragons and Bai Xiaowei was like a thoughtful young man with healthy limbs encountering a ghost wall while walking.

"Your Excellency is absolutely right." Yuan Chu said convinced.

Bai Xiaowei asked again: "Then do you know how much gold is left in the soil?"

The two young men looked at each other, stunned again. "I don't know, I hope you can tell me clearly." Chihua asked weakly with dull eyes.

"Actually, I don't know either." Bai Xiaowei said with a faint smile.

At this point, Chi Hua and Yuan Chu both looked confused, but they seemed to have understood something. However, they themselves couldn't tell what it was.

But some of the deep-rooted ideas have also changed inadvertently.

Outside the door, footsteps were heard, and Chi Yuan arrived.

"The Prime Minister has come in person. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person!" Chi Yuan bowed repeatedly.

Bai Xiaowei was still sitting on the chair, crossing his legs, and asked curiously, "When did you start to have the air of old age and fireworks?"

Chi Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly, "I was once the Grand Marshal for a period of time on the shore of the North Sea, and I often sat with Chen Xuan to drink. Over time, we developed this worldly and decadent air. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Prime Minister."

Chi Hua, who was standing by, quickly pulled out a chair, and Yuan Chu quickly handed Chi Yuan a pair of chopsticks.

"Will you be the general tomorrow?" Bai Xiaowei asked straight to the point.

Chi Yuan's face was slightly solemn. When he came here, he saw Yu Wenjun drinking with the scholars in Zhengxiong Mountain. He thought that Yu Wenjun had a brief exchange with Bai Xiaowei, and it seemed that the two had not met yet.

"Yes, in Frost Moon City, Yue Bo is the commander-in-chief." Chi Yuan responded truthfully.

Bai Xiaowei said: "Why don't we switch positions and let me be the commander?"

Chi Yuan thought he had misheard, but Bai Xiaowei continued, "I came all the way from Bazhou just to be a commander. You won't reject my request, right?"

Chi Yuan's brain buzzed for a moment, and he quickly organized his words and said, "I know that the Prime Minister is a master of swordsmanship, but the battlefield is dangerous, and the Prime Minister has not been in the battlefield for a long time. I am worried that the Prime Minister will be injured by accident."

Bai Xiaowei smiled knowingly and said, "But my sword is very sharp."

At this point, Chi Yuan didn't know how to refuse. The two young men, Chi Hua and Yuan Chu, standing beside him were also stunned. They thought Bai Xiaowei was just bored and walking around casually, but they didn't expect that he came to join the war.

"The matter of life and death?" Chi Yuan asked cautiously.

The barrier of life and death from Lingxiao to Poji is extremely difficult to break through. For example, Zhou Tianhai was able to reach Wuji in the past purely relying on his ability to stop at the right time after being baptized by Bai Xiaowei's sword intent. If it was a fight of life and death, Zhou Tianhai would surely die in that battle.

And if Bai Xiaowei wants to break through the life and death barrier on the battlefield, he will probably die.

Bai Xiaowei nodded and said, "Not only am I here, but His Royal Highness the Southern King is in Frost Moon City right now."

"I am only going out to fight. If I die, it doesn't matter. It will not affect your original strategic deployment in any way."

"Just think of it as me being a brave little soldier."

Chi Yuan rubbed his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "This is a serious matter, I am afraid I can't make the decision alone."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaowei snorted disdainfully and said, "But I just want you to make the decision alone!"

Chi Yuan's expression was stern, his eyes were like a deep current with waves, and he said: "A sharp heart and a sharp sword will be unsheathed."

Bai Xiaowei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up the teacup with one hand, shook it slightly towards Chi Yuan, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I will be on the city wall, personally beating the drum to cheer for the Prime Minister!" Chi Yuan said sincerely.

Bai Xiaowei smiled and shook his head, "No need to deliberately embellish it. The sword can only be unsheathed and sheathed."

"The sound of the sword is no less than the roar of a war drum."

Chi Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he responded loudly: "The sword is a weapon, and you are also a weapon!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

……

The moon sets silently, and the moon rises silently.

On the city wall, people's voices were different. (End of this chapter)