Chapter 1839: Four hundred and seventeen

Chapter 1839 Chapter 417: A Dead End
Although he feels that there is no need to explain this matter, but considering that Tang Luo will become the 33rd of the gods and will also rule a state in the future, he feels that as a fellow and senior, it is necessary to explain and Guiding.
The man on the seat stretched out his palms, and a moon mirror pushed aside the fog. There was an unfamiliar scene in his realm. Dark clouds covered the top of the tree with poisonous rain and thunder from time to time.
The deserted and cracked land is full of people, not to mention people, and even weeds have never grown.
"The dean thinks it's too miserable for the southern border of Bazhou to become a thousand miles of scorched earth? In fact, in a thousand years, some of the times that have been worse than the scorched earth today are that this is what the gods looked like when they first arrived in Bazhou."
The Zixiao God Lord squinted the moon mirror and said with a smile to Tang Luo: "At that time, in Bazhou, only the most vicious insects and beasts could survive, and the climate was as harsh as the Jedi. He was the Lord of the Gods, making this desperate situation inaccessible. It has become the fairyland world today!"
Following the narration of the prince of Zixiao, the scene in the moon mirror reproduced in a fleeting manner.
Tang Luo saw the Nine Heavens Thunder soaring into the sky, tearing apart the black clouds, breaking the mountains to fill up the gullies, suppressing evil spirits, and purifying filth.
Even the climate is beginning to become pleasant.
Bazhou has changed from Jedi to Tianfu suitable for human living.
With the establishment of the first Zixiao Temple, a large amount of knowledge was passed on to every corner of Bazhou through the mouth of priests.
Farming, construction, smelting, martial arts, medicine, animal husbandry.
With the temple, it took only two or three generations for the people of Bazhou to equalize the progress of Zhongzhou.
Who can imagine that a place like a fairyland today was still barren two hundred years ago.
And all of this is attributed to the man sitting on the throne in front of him.
"It was the deity that gave Bazhou everything today, and the deity can naturally dominate everything in Bazhou."
Lord Zixiao said proudly: "When the dean starts to dominate a territory, he will naturally understand the fun."
Tang Luo listened to the words of the Lord Zixiao, looked directly at the other party with a little playfulness and expectation, but without a trace of hesitation, he understood something.
Originally from the sacred, it will really lose humanity.
He can understand the of Zixiao.
Perhaps in this sacred view, Bazhou has gone from a sparsely populated permafrost to a fairyland full of voices and rich products.
It was all caused by him. He is the ruler of Bazhou, not only of heaven and earth, but also of sentient beings.
Therefore, he took the entire Bazhou as his own "property."
Is the southern grassland big? It's actually quite big!
But compared with the entire Bazhou, it is only a little bit insignificant.
As for the herdsmen and livestock, they are even more insignificant.
This is not only what Zixiao God thinks, but even the people of Bazhou think so.
Randomly arrest individuals in Bazhou and ask, who is Bazhou?
Believers will answer without a little kowtow, Bazhou is sacred.
If you ask more deeply, believers will tell you that the king of the purple sky rules everything in Bazhou.
For the upper class, this is of course very enjoyable, even more enjoyable than being a saint master and being a suzerain.
It's no wonder that Zhongzhou's powerful family, cut their heads, also want to seek a priesthood in the court.
Even Wenren Yuan Wu, a talented person like that, is willing to protect the law in the gods for this goal.
Because of this kind of rule, it is too tempting.
"You guys are really amazing."
Tang Luo looked into the eyes of God Monarch Zixiao and exclaimed sincerely.
"It's us."
Zixiao Shenjun smiled, got up from the seat, and stretched out his hand to Tang Luo: "As long as the dean nods, he can be like the great, isn't it happy?"
"There is a saying in our hometown that the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon."
Tang Luo said indifferently: "The dragon that once pressed on the heads of the Central Continents was an evil dragon called a demon. Now that evil dragon is dead. But there has been a stronger and more cunning dragon called Shenting. Ben. The hospital believes that it has not yet reached the ethical qualifications of the evil dragon, and cooperation is okay.
The hand stretched out by the Lord Zixiao was stiff in the air for a while, and he even suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.
He expected Tang Luo's many kinds of ecstatic reactions, but he didn't expect that the other party would refuse so simply, and even compared the gods to a monster! ?
"Does the dean understand what he is talking about?"
The outstretched hand was clenched into a fist and then retracted, Zixiao Shenjun was already full of sorrow.
"Shen Ting is walking on a road to the death of the strong."
Tang Luo nodded, his words even more explosive.
"absurd!"
The prince of Zixiao turned angrily and smiled: "Now Zhongzhou is more than ancient times, and its properties and population are more than ten thousand times stronger. How dare you say lies? I really think that you are protected by Wu Hao, do you dare not move you?"
"Zhongzhou's population has increased ten thousand times, but apart from the Holy Land of the Three Realms, the strong are dying. Isn't that enough to explain the problem."
Tang Luo said indifferently: "The practice of Shenting has broken the root of the practitioners' self-improvement. No matter how the population grows, it is difficult to see amazing martial artists on the land of Central Continent.
Shenting himself should understand this kind of thing better, but you don't seem to care.
It is also true that this kind of problem that I can see, can't Shenting himself see it? Perhaps, this is not a mistake at all, but the governance policy set by Shenting.
Looking at it this way, the gods and princes of the gods are really top talents.
Digging up the foundation of the practitioners' upward movement can also make them grateful to the divine. "
The sarcasm and run made Zixiao God Lord so angry, but he resisted and did not do anything.
Because of Tang Luo's statement, it really hit the sore spot of Shenting.
This was not the case in Zhongzhou earlier. Every time the Sendai Club was closed, a large number of high-quality casual martial artists could be discovered.
But this one hundred years don't know what's going on, the casual cultivators are getting more and more withered, and they are all old faces from various sects and clans.
There are fewer and fewer casual cultivators, and some gods feel that this is directly related to the circulation of the forbidden land-level exercises by the Dutian King at that time. Therefore, in recent years, the gods are also making adjustments, and many temples have opened the gods to exchange land-level skills. Channel of law.
Even for some aristocratic families and individuals with huge donations, the options of high-level exercises have been opened up.
The Bazhou Temple also recruits young people with aspirations to martial arts to enter the temple to practice, all resources and exercises are included.
Even with so much sincerity, after decades of exercise, the results are still minimal.
All the gods felt that the reason why the Nakashima martial arts world could not produce talents was because the conditions provided by the gods to the people were too good, which nourished the people’s laziness. If it weren’t for the good scenes, they all wanted to cut some benefits. Up.
(End of this chapter)