Vol 7 Chapter 272: Blood of ambition

() Tianji old man's face condensed. With a wave of his hand, Songbei quietly retreated.
"What does Shimei say?" The elderly Tianji slowly sat down, poured a cup of tea, and slowly said, "Is this what Master wanted to ask his old man, or was it what Xiaoshi wanted to ask?"
"Brother, what do you say?" Zhuo Huifan smiled, charmingly, and said loudly, "Little sister is not joking with Brother, to see you scared."
The Tianji old man snorted and did not speak.
Zhuo Huifan looked at the corpse on the ground, but his voice sank. He said, "Whether Master is in or out of sin, there is nothing known about the little Master and Sister. According to Master ’s arrangement, matters on the white path will be led and controlled by me. The imperial power; and the holy gate is led by the second elder brother Luo, who worships the state religion and controls the beliefs of the people in the world; and the master controls the world ’s intelligence, controls the underworld and the Tao, monitors the direction of the people ’s heart, and handles all the inconvenient things that I ca n’t do ... Black, white, religion, start from all directions, and control people ’s hearts. Who would dare to rebel for breakfast after a hundred years, and who would dare call us a "magic religion", and who would dare to argue that my ideas are not orthodox? "
The Tianji old man remained silent, listening quietly.
Zhuo Huifan Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "Now the young girl has control over the strength of the white baidao of the world, and the second brother has also revitalized the magic gate. No one is invincible. Brother, why is it so slow? "
"When you used Ji Guanglan's intention to control the three divisions, I strongly opposed it. As a result, Ji Guanglan defected, causing the plan of the Holy Gate to be leaked almost in advance. You also suspect that the successor, Zheng Zhantang, is the second brother, and will not give any support to him. Twenty years without doing anything. "
"Looking again at your means of controlling the underworld, Zuo Shaobai failed to control the town of Yueshan and lost his life in vain. The blood evil that you have cultivated for many years is dead and clean, leaving Yan Wuchang a light pole."
"Now Huang Minglang has done nothing in Shencefu, Beiming is invincible and can't let go of his fake identity and is half-hearted, plus a handsome heavenly manipulator, it is difficult to do anything. The Royal Attendant is empty, and Xing Tingwei has let both sides of the sword control the Wan Ming. ... Brother, do you think Master will be angry with his elderly? "
Zhuo Huifan's generous submissions, but also a little bit coquettish.
She is really very angry, she can control the secret intelligence of the world, she also has a feeling of obstruction, and these things should be handled by the Tianji Pavilion. No wonder Zhuo Huifan would have such a big temper.
The elderly Tianji poured a cup of tea for him, spread his hands and invited him to sit down, and laughed: "After all, my little sister still came to me to get angry, and blame me for my hard work. It is the enemy who takes the initiative, and we can only passively attack. It is my fault that the organs have done everything but have little effect. But you can rest assured that I have already planned this and will give you an account. "
"Okay!" Zhuo Huifan raised his eyebrows and laughed: "I want the guarantee from my master. Don't ask for great plans in the future, just ask my brother to give me a result as soon as possible-Sanji, I want three The company immediately became the minions and ears of my holy gate. "
"It's all a matter of words." The old man replied faintly.
"I will not disturb Yaxing, my little sister."
Zhuo Huifan Yingying got up and finally left, but before she left, she took a look at the tea set on the table, and smiled: "Drink good tea, the water temperature is suitable, the master must not let the little teacher wait for a long time. The tea is cold, It won't taste good! "
Zhuo Huifan left.
The elderly Tianji raised his head to the sky and silently read a name in his mouth—
Vimon against the sky.
Just remembering the name made him shiver unnaturally.
If there is anyone in the world who can't grasp it, can't see it in the slightest, and is afraid, it is this generation of deities respected by the world at the same time as Ning Zhongliu.
Ambitious, ambition.
The thoughts of the old man flying into the depths of his memory.
Tianji Pavilion acts as a ghost. The cabinet only conveys ideas and mental skills, not disciples' martial arts.
At that time, the natural opportunity was young and ambitious, and he made an extremely dangerous choice-
Become a disciple of "Magic Zun" Vimo against the sky.
It turns out that genius is indeed a genius. He successfully achieved his goal. The dangerous process is really imaginable.
Of course, after exhausting all thoughts and thinking and killing all the disciples in front of him, he finally became a master brother who is qualified to inherit the great cause of the magic gate.
The only obstacle that blocked the heavenly machine and became the Lord of the Demon Gate was the Vijay against the sky.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when Tianji finally had the best chance to kill Pi Mo Ni Tian, ​​the demon Zun suddenly smiled and said a word, and let Tianji despair on the spot.
This sentence is the sentence just asked by Zhuo Huifan
In your heart, is the identity of the disciple of Tianjige more important, or is the identity of my disciple of "Mozun" more important?
It turned out that Tianji considered a series of calculations that were seamless, but in fact had been seen by Vima. Not long after he had just started to worship, Vimon Anti-Sky had realized his true identity.
All the plans failed, and the elderly man had nothing to do with his eyes closed.
At this time, Mozun said another sentence--
I also want to know where the monsters trained by Tianjige and my demon will go ...
Because of this sentence, Tianji elderly finally lived to the present.
The elderly Tianji also wanted to know where they would go.
However, it doesn't feel very good to be controlled.
So from time to time he resists and he refuses.
The elderly sighed helplessly.
The feeling of aggrieved by that invisible hand turned up again.
Song bid farewell to the ghost in general again.
"Master, should I invite them?"
"No need." There was a gleam of coldness in the eyes of the elderly elderly man, and slowly said, "If you want to step on someone's head forever in your life, you must maintain the strongest ambition and blood all the time. If you want something, his blood will disappear. Just like a dog at home, UU reading www.uukanshu.com only remembers the dog food in its bowl, but forgets the taste of the meat, and such a useless dog, Sooner or later, it will be abandoned by the owner. Tianjige needs a wolf, not a dog. Beiming Wudi and Huang Minglang climbed too high, and the blood was cold. "
"What does the host mean?"
"The best way to get a cozy dog ​​back to life is to find a wolf to threaten him. At least, a dog will prey on him!"
"Master means ..."
Song Biefang's question of suspense ended abruptly, because at this time, he saw a person—
Zong Xuan.
The elderly man touched the teapot and said coldly, "The tea is cold."
Zong Xuan silently stood at the table, poked his finger into a knife, cut off the arteries on the left wrist, hot blood spewed out, and filled the empty kettle slowly, softly: "The blood of the disciple is hot of."
Secret old man, smiled.