Vol 2 Chapter 1528: Why fight 【中】

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If you want to move forward, you must give up these victims.
This is the conclusion after thinking. Those victims are mortals, so they can't keep up with the monks' body style. Even if the monks are running with them, if they don't have the mana to support them, they will be blown to death by the wind blowing from the wind. More than three hundred mortals are a burden anyway.
Even after Wang Qi controlled many combatants, it would be unrealistic for them to run with them. Most of the combatants of Demon Claws only have the level of practicing energy or building foundations. At this level, trying to keep up with the monks is already strenuous. This also determined that the monks could not be too far away from them-otherwise, all this would be meaningless. However, future enemies are bound to become stronger and stronger. Relative to the scope of the Yuanying monk's battle circle, these fighters' feet are too short. If they still follow the current speed, then they are very likely to be wiped out by a wave flying from outside when they are following in the footsteps of the monks.
Simply put, Wang Qi they had to give up on them.
Of course, the monks can quietly walk away. Although Chen Feng is kind-hearted, he is never pedantic. If "walking" is inevitable, then he will not think about how to explain to the villagers.
Difficulties are the "five virtues".
These villagers are the source of congenital virtues. For the monks of the Xianmeng who are still in a disadvantaged position, the innate principle of five virtues is a force that cannot be given up. Especially Wang Qi, who has recently broken the pill, his mana level has fallen to a large level, it is difficult to maintain the balance of internal and external spiritual power, and the erosion of heterogeneous spiritual power will inevitably deepen again. If the congenital five virtues are broken at this time, Wang Qi may have difficulty supporting it.
But the
order
that exists among villagers relying on various eccentric etiquettes is basically maintained by the authority of Wang Qi and others. Wang Qi initially agreed to take the villagers to see the sun outside. If Wang Qi now disappears for no reason, the image of him who has fallen into distrust will inevitably collapse. The order among the villagers will gradually disappear, and the innate Five Virtues will become a passive water, a tree without roots, and will soon be exhausted.
In this regard, Chen Feng is really head-to-head.
Wang Qi listened, closed his eyes and felt a bit, frowned: "Really ..."
"What is it?"
"The speed of replenishing the power of the congenital five virtues is slowing down-in this place, the system that delivers the power of the five virtues is very keen." Wang Qi explained, his face unnatural.
Chen Feng sighed: "So ... you go to solve it. Those people listen to you ... probably."
This matter is related to the life of the family, whether those people can still obey this way, he can not guarantee.
"I said to you ... Isn't it good to give them an illusion one by one? You are also the Yangshen Pavilion anyway? Isn't it too shameful to Grandpa Master?" Wang Qi smiled.
Chen Feng looked at Wang Qi in horror: "Are you serious?"
Wang Qi also looked horrified: "Are you serious? I'm seriously kidding!"
Chen Feng supports the amount. It can be seen that he is indeed worried that Wang Qi used to be a magic spell. He sighed and said, "Here is a very different kind of spiritual power. No magic can be formed outside the body ... oh, except for the part of the palace. I can't cast illusions on a large scale. If one After brainwashing, those villagers may start to mess up themselves? "
Wang Qi stood up and looked back at Xiao Qian. Xiang Qi waved his hand like he was driving something: "Go, go. I will watch the people here."
Wang Qi nodded and said no more, and immediately walked over there.
In the distance, the mortals who had just settled down were laying the boards they were carrying on the ground and began to repair them. But no one showed a relaxed look on his face. On the contrary, an intangible commotion is brewing among the crowd.
On the other side, there are two groups of people in a fierce confrontation. They even showed a slight momentum, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. The three elderly people were surrounded by a group of young people, and they looked excited, and seemed to want to go here. But the young monks refused to let go.
"Keep off ... I have to see Master Wang Xian ... Keep away! Masters, Wang Xianshi he promised ... I am not convinced! We ... you ... how do we live ..."
Wang Qi vaguely heard part of the contention. He opened his body slightly and came to the crowd. The three "semi-monks" who were forced to create him only felt that when they saw the flower in front of them, they saw Wang Qi appear.
"Wang Qi ... Daoyou?" Duan Xiaochuan frowned: "You can already act?"
Wang Qi shook his head: "It's just a broken pill. It's not a big problem ..."
At this time, Gong Desheng, who had been in contact with Wang Qi for the longest time, called out: "Wang Xianshi! Wang Xianshi! I ... Wang Xianshi!"
Wang Qi motioned for a few fellow fellows who stopped him to make way, and then walked to Gong Desheng, saying, "Lao Gong, I have a few words to tell you, come with me."
In his words, there is a hint of indisputability, and only one person named Gong Desheng named. The other two are not easy to interfere. The three and a half monks whispered a few words, Gong Desheng immediately walked behind Wang Qi, two or three steps behind.
The two left about a quarter of an hour. The voice of argument over there was gradually inaudible. Wang Qi looked at Gong Desheng and said, "Lao Gong ..."
"Master Wang Xian ..." Gong Desheng didn't wait for Wang Qi to speak, and knelt down directly: "Master Wang Xian, tell me the truth-do you want to leave us?"
Wang Qi waved his hand and pointed to the ground: "Sit down, let's talk, don't kneel."
Gong Desheng sat down, but her eyes were red: "Fairy Master ..."
Wang Qi pointed to himself: "Lao Zhang, what do you think of me?"
"Among the many fairy masters the old man has seen, Master Wang Xian should be ... what ... the second best in the world?" Gong Desheng was a little uncertain. Although monks often fly over Linghuang Island, the monks of Linghuang Island have always been disdainful to mortals, and he doesn't know much about it. He wanted to praise Wang Qi's "first in the world", but thinking about the power of the Holy Emperor, he felt that "second in the world" was more secure.
The beastly murderer who beheaded the Saint Emperor smiled and pointed at himself: "In fact, the world is vast, and the strong are like clouds. This world has a myriad of masters who can beat me. When I fight against the enemy today Very seriously injured ... "
Gong Desheng's face was pale: "Master Wang Xian must be blaming the old man ... You are a first-class character of Master Xian, why ... even if you are injured, as long as you don't die ... this ... this ..."
"Don't you think the three Daoists who just stopped you are particularly fierce and in a particularly bad mood?" Wang Qixun tempted.
Gong Desheng nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yeah ... Those fairy masters seem to be particularly sad and angry ..."
Nonsense, anyone who knows the truth of this universe will be particularly sad and angry.
Wang Qi's face suddenly lost all his blood. He covered his mouth, wowed a spit of blood, and then looked like pale gold, grinning: "Because, I don't know how long I can live ..."
Gong Desheng panicked and said, "Fairy Master ... Master Wang!"
Wang Qi pointed his finger at his mouth, shook his head, and motioned for him to mute. He pointed over there and said, "My friends, I think I might not know ... If I don't know about this, maybe I can still rely on this spirit for a few more days. If I can go back outside , Please be rescued by a truly first-rate person, maybe there will be a rescue. "
Gong Desheng was stunned, feeling helpless. He wanted to knock a few heads, wishing the fairy master to survive the disaster. But immediately he remembered that this fairy master did not like these hypocrisy rituals, and did not know whether it was useful.
Wang Qi waved his hand: "Don't panic, this matter has nothing to do with you-in fact, why not, as long as you can go back."
Gong Desheng panicked: "We can definitely go out, right?"
Wang Qi nodded softly: "So, we have to go a little faster. To put it bluntly, I am the most powerful one here. If I fall down, then those people have no hope of leaving. We can only go quickly, let me take a breath to eradicate the Demon Claw. You ca n’t keep up with our footsteps, so you can only leave you behind ... "
Gong Desheng almost cried. He wanted the monks to stay, but he did not want Wang Qi to die in his heart—and the lack of scientific talent did not mean stupidity. Gong Desheng can also come to the conclusion that if Wang Qi died, everything would be meaningless.
"So, I invite you ... wrong, just for my life, it's as if I'm begging you." Wang Qi's expression is very sincere: "Can you bring those folks behind the palace for a while?"
"I ... old man and I ..." Gong Desheng cried: "Wish to serve the dog and horse for the fairy master ... but beg the fairy master not to leave us ..."
At this moment, he began to hate why he obviously had mana, and could not fight like a real fairy master.
Wang Qidao said: "Yes, old husband, I have one more thing to ask you."
"Fairy Master ..."
"You guys, can you continue to read poetry?" Wang Qi raised his head, his tone was very soft, as if he was about to take off his strength.
"Can ... can! Master, we can read ..."
"Tell me the truth. At first I taught you to read poetry. That was part of my practice." Wang Qi said: "You can increase my cultivation by reading poetry ... cough, in this case, maybe I can hang my life. I ca n’t do it now, and I do n’t know if I can see the real owner of the Demonclaw.

"So, when you read poetry, you are continuing my life. Even if you just read a sentence, you can only continue for a while ..." Wang Qi put his hands on the old man's shoulder: "I have to ask you to help us this time."
"The outcome of this battle is not only in our hands, but also in your hands."
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