Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

The atmosphere became solemn.

"To be honest, there's nothing wrong with what you said, old man."

Zhou Li smiled, looked at Liu Gong in front of him, and said slowly: "But there is still something wrong."

"Ok?"

Liu Gong looked at Zhou Li with confusion in his eyes.

"The people of the Ming Dynasty are not the prime minister's people."

Zhou Li looked at Liu Gong, his expression gradually becoming solemn. "Liu Gong, if you are talking about achievements, I killed the golden snake and blew up the mountain god, saved the ghost king and restored the Tang Sect, and I also killed the ancient god. Except for the inhumane death of Gui Daozi, don't these things I did count as a saint?"

Liu Gong was stunned.

"If you're talking about merit, how many times have I saved the world?"

Zhou Li sneered and leaned back in his chair. He stretched out his hand, gently waved out a stream of spiritual energy, and asked calmly: "Let me ask you, if Madam Golden Snake really gains power and becomes a demon god, will the Thirteen Cities of the Northern Ring have room for peace?"

Without Zhou Li's obstruction, the Golden Snake was able to gather the power of the Jade Gourd, defy the will of heaven, and eventually become a demon god. The three camps were destroyed in an instant, and the thirteen cities of the North Ring instantly became a land without an owner. The Golden Snake used the lives of tens of millions of people in the thirteen cities of the North Ring as the foundation and forged the thirteen cities of the North Ring into a demon clan holy land.

Since then, the Thirteen Cities of the Northern Ring have been renamed the "Public Protection Land", where tens of millions of demons have gathered and enjoyed themselves. However, the common people of the Thirteen Cities of the Northern Ring have become the foundation for the demons to resist humans.

Zhou Li looked at Liu Gong and the majestic ancient god Fahai, and asked with a sneer:

"Let me ask you, if the ancient god Fahai reappeared in the world, and I hadn't beaten him to death, would you have any chance of survival in Shangjing?"

The white snake Dan Qiusheng was bewitched by the ancient god and became the culprit of his revival. No one noticed everything she had planned with the snake talisman, and even Liu Gong failed to discover the signs of the ancient god's revival in advance. After performing soul magic, Dan Qiusheng summoned the true body of the ancient god Fahai at the cost of her soul and body.

No one in Shangjing survived.

Devouring the souls of hundreds of thousands of people in Shangjing and severing a dragon vein of the Ming Dynasty, the ancient god Fahai found an opportunity to reshape his body and attached himself to Liu Gong. Since then, Shangjing has become a vassal of the ancient god, and all the people, officials and soldiers have become puppets. It seems to be full of vitality, but in fact it has become a dead city.

Later, the ancient god Fahai found an opportunity to rush into the immortal path and cut off the chain between heaven and earth. Tianshi Zhang Qingwu defeated the ancient god Fahai at the cost of one-third of his essence. Since then, the human defense line has been shaky and the Lord in Yellow has been spying on the world.

Liu Gong tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, unable to utter a word.

"Let me ask you, if I hadn't helped Jiang Li to make up for the mistakes in the ghost world, and the ghost world collapsed within three years, and all the souls died, would there still be room for the living in the Ming Dynasty?"

The ghost king Jiang Li sensed the hidden dangers in the ghost world and chose to kill herself to fill the gap in the ghost world. But her plan had a slight flaw, and because of this flaw, Jiang Li's soul did not fill the ghost world, but instead fed the "asshole". In the end, the ghost world was swallowed by the asshole.

Since then, countless living beings have nowhere to go after death, and can only endure the burning of the sun in the mortal world, and finally turn into evil spirits to bring disaster to the world. People killed by evil spirits become evil spirits again, and evil spirits continue to hunt and kill humans. In the end, the world has become a place where evil spirits run rampant, and humans will never have a peaceful day.

"If I had failed to revive the Tang Sect and allowed Chi You to return, how could the lives of thousands of people in Shu have survived? How could you sit here in peace?"

Tang Wan continued to eat her food, but she also raised her eyes.

Without Zhou Li, everything Tang Shanhong did would not be noticed, and Chi You would eventually reappear in the world. By then, I am afraid that except for the Tang Sect bloodline, there would not be a single survivor in the entire Sichuan and Shu. After the blood sacrifice, Chi You would be completely transformed. As an ancient god, He would not miss any opportunity to let the Lord of Yellow Clothes reappear in the world.

By then, there would be no Yellow Emperor who could fight against Chiyou.

After a pause, Zhou Li looked at Liu Gong, who was silent and shocked, and asked the last question with a sneer:

"Let me ask you, if I don't follow the rules and gather the world's immortals as the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and the Prime Minister is the condensed product of seventeen souls, it goes against the laws of nature and human ethics! What should you do? What should the Prime Minister do? What should the Ming Dynasty do?!"

"Have you forgotten that the Ming Dynasty and the Immortal Sect have never been of the same mind?"

The jade pendant of the Heavenly Master on his waist pierced through Liu Gong's mind like a thunderbolt, startling him instantly. He stared at the warm jade pendant, opened his mouth, and could not utter a word.

Zhou Li saved the Ming Dynasty too many times.

This is a fact that many people are tacitly aware of.

Liu Gong also knew that if Zhou Li was not there, some things would probably bring unprecedented disasters if they continued. Not to mention the Ming Dynasty, even the world might not be able to continue.

Zhou Li was too lazy to mention the previous achievements because they were too magnificent. No one would believe them except those who had experienced them personally and witnessed them with their own eyes. Moreover, he did not need those people to believe him, nor did he need the so-called high-ranking official and generous salary reward.

"I want little enough."

Zhou Li looked at Liu Gong, his tone calm, yet with an indifference that no one could refute, "Old man, you should understand how many achievements I have made. You should also understand that the fact that I can talk to you as Zhou Li now already shows how much I respect you."

Liu Gong's sweat beads fell on his legs, but he didn't have the strength to wipe them off.

Only then did he realize that what Zhou Li asked for was very little.

What he wanted was a fair and just revenge on the prime minister within the rules. This idea, which had sounded like a fantasy before, now became a weight that could not be any lighter.

The Ming Dynasty owes Zhou Li too much.

"If you compare achievements, the Prime Minister feeds a lot of people, but what about me?"

Zhou Li's smile was cold, not directed at Liu Gong, but at the entire Ming Dynasty, the entire world. "Did he save one tenth of the people I saved?"

"The policies he implemented, the measures he took, and the so-called means are nothing more than what a politician does. I believe that the Ming Dynasty is not short of such geniuses. But let me ask you, the Ghost King and I are working together to repair the ghost world. No one can do it."

Not a question, but a statement.

"If you talk about achievements, I am better than him."

Zhou Li stood up. Liu Gong couldn't take his eyes off the characters on the jade pendant on his waist. "In terms of power, he is not as good as me."

Just as Zhou Li said, after he learned the prime minister's true identity, he got a deadly trump card.

The existence of a prime minister is not the right way.

The Ming Dynasty has an agreement with the immortal cultivation world, one of which is that both parties must not violate the laws of nature and human ethics, and must not use extreme techniques.

Obviously, condensing seventeen free souls into one body is an act that is completely unscrupulous. If Zhou Li wanted to, he could call on all the immortal cultivators in the world as a heavenly master to come to the capital together and ask the court to give an explanation.

The saying is just a word full of fantasy.

To be precise, as long as Zhou Li did this, let alone getting justice, even shitting on the prime minister's head would not be a problem.

But he didn't do so, because Zhou Li knew that once he did so, a rift would appear between the world of immortal cultivation and the Ming Dynasty, and the situation that the Heavenly Master and others had tried their best to maintain would be broken. Some immortal sects that were not content with the status quo would guide the world of immortal cultivation and the Ming Dynasty to redistribute resources.

At that time, he was no longer comparable to a mere prime minister.

"Honestly, you still don't understand."

Sighing, Zhou Li said with some regret: "Although it is very childish, it is undeniable that I am the only protagonist of this era. What I have to do is what the heaven wants, and what I can do is what the heaven allows."

"I am not going to the capital this time to 'ask' for justice, but to take back the justice that belongs to me. Therefore, I will not bring the immortal cultivation world to deal with the prime minister. I am too lazy to deal with him in his way. What I want to do is to drag that disgusting thing into the sunlight within your self-proclaimed perfect rules, one punch, one punch, one punch..."

He stretched out his hand, his palm was full of calluses, and he slowly clenched it, and said softly:
"Smash him to pieces."

Liu Gong sat in silence.

"You are a cultivator... If you give up the advantages of cultivating immortals, you may not be his opponent."

After a long time, Liu Gong said in a hoarse voice.

"Isn't it?"

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "How do you know that I am no match for the Prime Minister?" "Your foundation is in the world of immortal cultivation, while the Prime Minister is in the secular world. In the military, politics, and even law, his cronies are spread all over the world. He even knows that you met me today."

Liu Gong was a little depressed, but more of a relief. He shook his head and said, "It's not easy to win."

"I am destined to be here."

Zhou Li just said these six words.

Liu Gong was stunned.

“There will be a lot of people to help me.”

Looking at the puzzled Liu Gong, Zhou Li said slowly: "Many, many, more than you think."

"You are just young people who have just started out, how can you..."

Liu Gong naturally knew about the Lizi class, and he also knew that all the Lizi class members were the chosen ones, and they were the "substitutes" for the seventeen people in the capital. But he didn't understand why Zhou Li would regard this group of young people who were no more than thirty years old as his backing.

"It has only been ten years since they left the Imperial College."

Liu Gong said.

"The prime minister only stays in office for ten years."

However, Zhou Li stunned Liu Gong with one sentence.

Yes, the prime minister only serves for ten years.

"But···"

Confusion appeared in Liu Gong's eyes, "He is the prime minister."

"We are the Lizi class."

Zhou Li's words carried a power that was hard to explain, as if he had never doubted it, calmly and firmly, "Stronger than him, a thousand times stronger."

At this moment, Liu Gong finally understood.

When he looked at Zhou Li again, it was no longer a young man sitting in front of him. What appeared in front of him now was a group of young people who had forcefully tore off the so-called "destiny", struggled to get out of the dark and boundless purgatory, and were tempered into gold.

Pick the roasted delicacies from the jade plate and get the strong liquor from Yao Mountain.

The prime minister personally pulled the dragon bow, and the arrows of the Liziban were pushed by the huge force. They resisted the collapse, avoided the mountains, tempered the arrowheads into dragon-slaying arrows, and finally turned around, returned to the past, and stabbed into the present.

No one could stop them, not even Liu Gong or the emperor.

"Someone will become prime minister again. Or, in other words, there was no prime minister when the Ming Dynasty was founded."

Zhou Li stood up, and Tang Wan beside him did the same after putting down the food. Zhu Qianyun stood beside him in silver armor. At this moment, the three of them were linked together like a jade ring that could not be avoided in fate, but they did not fall into the accustomed reincarnation.

He looked at Liu Gong. The young man was looking at the old man, and his words were unusually calm.

"The same is true for the Lizi class."

Bow, turn around and leave.

Looking at the backs of Zhou Li and the other two, Liu Gong didn't see any figures. He couldn't find anyone in his memory who looked like them, not even himself.

The three of them were not high-spirited, nor were they proud and reckless. All they had were two characters that were hard to come by, but everyone had.

belief.

A belief that no one can take away, no one can stop, and no one dares to touch.

“I’m old…”

After a long time, Liu Gong sighed lightly, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Being educated by a junior.

Looking down at his wrinkled hands, Liu Gong was surprised to find that he was now extremely old. He could not even say words like "consider the overall situation". He was no longer the "unparalleled old man" who rode on the prime minister and beat him in the court.

When did I change?

Liu Gong couldn't get an answer.

He didn't need an answer.

"Go."

He looked at the setting sun and whispered softly:
"you're right."

"You want too little..."

and many more.

Suddenly, Liu Gong seemed to have discovered something and his pupils suddenly contracted.

“MY DRAGON WHIP BONEAAAA ...

"Luckily I reacted quickly."

Zhou Li, who ran five miles away, casually threw Tang Wan to Zhu Qianyun, sweating profusely, holding onto the tree trunk and said in horror: "I almost found out."

"Oh, I don't want to either."

Tang Wan wiped the bone powder from the corner of his mouth and said with a heavy face: "It was mainly because I felt weird not chewing something at the time. I saw the bone next to me and thought no one wanted it, so I picked it up. Who would have thought about it?"

"Can you eat that shape?!"

Zhou Li was furious and said, "If I hadn't reacted quickly and ran fast, you would have been beaten by Liu Gong for the rest of your life!"

Tang Wan didn't say anything, she just smiled foolishly, after all, she knew she was in the wrong. If she was in the wrong and still dared to say something mean, she had no doubt that Zhou Li would give her a set of Beiliang Explosion Slash in the next second.

"Brother Zhou is still very good at speaking."

Zhu Qianyun, who was standing by, said with a smile, "I rarely see grandpa being speechless."

"normal."

Waving his hands, Zhou Li smiled and said, "It's just that I have done a lot of things, and these things have given me confidence."

"So are we going somewhere else next?"

Tang Wan asked curiously.

"Next?"

Zhou Li raised his head and looked towards the direction of the capital. At this moment, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief. He stretched out his hand and gently pointed in the direction where the sun was setting. He slowly said:
"The capital." (End of this chapter)