The seventh round of the Destiny Controversy.

Soon the curtain also came to an end.

After Qin Weiliang successfully killed one person, he stepped into the Xuantong realm with a sigh from heaven and earth.

So far.

In this boring battle for destiny, Beiming retreated.

Those who died in the Ten Realms at the hands of the Northern Underworld didn't understand why until they died.

However, in the eighth round, a man saved a trace of face from other regions of the fairy world.

This man called himself: Tan Tianzi.

Holding a princely fan, wearing imperial armor, he swept through nine people, and killed the challenger with absolute superiority.

In the end, he succeeded in winning the first laurel outside of the Northern Underworld to live with the position of destiny.

Of course, the one who died, he didn't have any brains.

The success of this person also gave the ninth round of people a good start.

The name of the ninth person who won the mandate of heaven is: Tan Cheng Gu.

It is said to be the twin brother of the Son of Heaven.

The two looked exactly the same, and no one thought they were two different people before they went into battle.

Unlike his brother.

Tan Cheng Gu won a little disgraceful, as if he killed one of the Valkyries who was devoted to Tan Tianzi by means of a sneak attack and finally became the Mandate of Heaven.

However, in this world where the king is defeated, the king is alive, and the dead are ashes.

This is a conspiracy that will hardly be spurned by anyone.

In the tenth round, there are also people from the forces in the south of the immortal realm who have won the position of the Mandate of Heaven.

This time, it's a yarn fairy with a dusty temperament.

She is different from Qin Weiliang, Qin Weiliang's veil is purely because of her beauty.

But the woman was ugly.

During a fight, her veil was slashed by the sword light of her opponent.

The light of her face in an instant shocked a group of men who had fantasies about her beauty.

However, in the face of her absolutely terrifying strength, everything became unimportant.

After that, the eleventh round of the Destiny of Heaven was not opened.

This made everyone realize: Oh, this time the battle for destiny is over.

In this way, everything seems to be developing towards the side that balances the power of the north and south of the immortal realm.

Ten Positions of Destiny.

The fifth of the North Underworld: Smoke and rain, White Tiger, Si Zheng, Pei Sanqian, Qin Weiliang.

There are also five outside the North Hell: the pseudo-Buddha, the Son of Heaven, the Lonely, the last unknown female fairy, and the lost demon who was cut under the knife by the smoke and rain.

Seems fair, doesn't it?

Five of you, five of me!

However, there is a person in the North Underworld who really doesn't want to see this.

He is Si Zheng.

Because, now, he suddenly remembered that Hatoasa had mentioned someone to him, someone who would definitely clash with his concept of governing the world.

They are the emperor with unlimited expansion ambitions as Hatoasa said.

It's just that he didn't expect that what he thought was one person's opponent suddenly became two.

There are not many people who are willing to stay in the world and take care of those who are weak.

The people of the North are not monolithic.

Si just seemed to be thinking about it, and suddenly found that the number of people in the living Xuantong Realm who were willing to do things for the North Underworld was even smaller.

The mirror is seriously injured and does not wake up, and when he wakes up, he will only do it when the world is in danger, and he usually has to be free from the world, and he has to serve 96 years in prison before he can escape the world.

Qin Weiliang swayed, unable to let go of Pei Sanqian and her more favored emotional cage.

Pei Sanqian has no intention of government affairs, and before Jiuqian wakes up, she can't worry about what she does.

Yan Wanyu doesn't know where to go, even if he knows where to go, Si Zheng also feels that he won't take care of himself, after all, Yan Wanyu is a person who is bent on seeking Taoism, and he has never taken care of the rise and fall of the world.

Not to mention the white tiger, he would catch demon beasts from time to time to satisfy his hunger when he was in the Ten Realms, but now after the Xuantong Realm, he will not be hungry, he only knows that he will find a place to bask in the sun all day long, and raising his eyes in front of people is to give Tianda face.

Bei Shen.

It's good to get off to a good start, but who knows that people who become immortals are like this?

Si Zheng was in pain.

These are not the kind of people who can be relied upon.

Look at the people of that unknown country.

It's completely different.

The two brothers belong to the same country, and the one who is clothed in the veil also walked into the arms of one of them after winning the destiny of heaven.

Si Zheng has a headache every time he thinks about these things.

However, I have to think.

After those three men succeeded in winning the Mandate of Heaven.

After just ten years, the footsteps of their kingdom had spread to the south of the Wenxian Mountains.

What is the concept?

It is that in addition to the three thousand miles of Immortal Mountains, and a sword abyss where the sword qi has been reduced, their country has begun to border the Northern Underworld.

Si Zheng was very annoyed.

......

Court.

Si Zheng stood on top of the main hall, with his back to the door, looking at the huge mural on the wall.

The pain in my heart is indescribable.

This mural depicts the city of wealth after the pseudo-Buddha was angry.

Of course, the current Shengcai Castle has been rebuilt.

However, the ruins of that time are still crumbling in Si Zheng's heart, and they have not been rebuilt.

Ten years have passed since the Destiny Battle.

The essential contradiction between countries and between political opinions and political opinions has exploded.

On the desk behind Si Zheng, an eye-catching battle post was shining.

Now, the world of the North is divided again.

West Qin, East Lei, North Vietnam, Zhongshengcai.

They were respectively under the jurisdiction of Qin Weiliang, Lei Laughing Wildly, as well as Jiang Banmei and other Si Zheng.

It is a system of human law that advocates the rule of law.

In order to distinguish the differences between people and maintain the continuous progress of the world.

The four of them worked together to formulate several sets of systems that differed in subtleties.

Implement a management model in which monks and mortals rule separately.

Specifically, on the basis of the mortal law, many prohibitions were added to prevent monks from killing mortals.

That is to say, the higher the cultivation, the more restrictions.

At the national level, force those who cultivate the Tao to stay close to the Tao.

According to the assumption of the four people, if this system is implemented, the talent of the cultivator will become higher and higher with the accumulation of time.

Because there are no distractions, everything will be done with half the effort.

However, it's a pity.

The time needed by the North Underworld is not intended to be given by the country south of the Immortal Realm.

Si Zheng felt that his political views were extremely correct, so he would not compromise.

However, the mirror has not woken up yet.

However, the mirror has not woken up yet.

However, the mirror has not woken up yet.

.......

I watched the words on the paper being repeated and repeated countless times.

Si Zheng was very tired, so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist.

The mirror didn't wake up, Pei Sanqian became ill with thoughts, his sword was unstable, his combat effectiveness dropped sharply, and he was often distracted when he was fighting with him.

In this way, there are only two people who can protect the Northern Underworld against foreign enemies at this time.

He was slightly cool with Qin.

Moreover, it is not easy to say whether Qin Weiliang's heart is also tied to Gu Qian's body like Pei Sanqian.

After all, Qin Weiliang is a little more stable than Pei Sanqian, and he will not put joy and resentment on his face.

So does she have it in her heart?

Si Zheng didn't dare to ask.

To tell the truth, with two against three, Si Zheng did not have the slightest confidence.

The two emperors in the south had their own ideas of statecraft.

Roughly speaking, it is to swallow the power of the country and divide the field by the system.

What does that mean?

That is to say, the state arranges positions for the chiefs of the major sects with different roots, and divides them into three, six, nine, and so on according to the strength and power of the first seat.

Since then, the size of the corresponding official position, as well as the size of the scope of its jurisdiction.

Those monks who have official positions and territories can pay some taxes on a regular basis, and they will not make trouble.

However, the competition within them is surprisingly large.

That is to say, the officials in the north are civilians, and the officials in the south are the martial positions of monks.

Completely different in nature.

Relatively speaking, the North Underworld is more concerned about the stability of human nature.

What the south considers is competition, the capable go up, and the mediocre go down.

The fundamental concept of the system is different, which directly makes Si Zheng feel strange about the frequent killings in the south.

In the world to the south, there are many monks who clearly have great talents and can go further.

But a large number of them fought for resources and territory, and paid for their lives in vain.

Si Zheng disagreed.

Cultivation is a one-in-a-million thing.

Fighting and killing all day long, not only can not increase one's ultimate combat strength and increase one's winning rate of fighting for the destiny of heaven, but also constantly wear and tear each other, allowing one's own beast nature to play a role.

In fact, to put it seriously, you are allowing yourself to fall.

As we all know, one of the natures of male creatures is to fight and rob females.

The kingdom of the south has really taken the idea of pandering to nature to the extreme.

Everything that can be solved with fists is done with fists, grabbing the east and west, grabbing men and women, and taking it directly if you can.

This thing can't survive in that world at all.

People who are unable to cultivate are subordinate to others all their lives, and they are so pressed by the monks that they can't hold their heads up, and it is common for them to be humiliated.

Don't mention the word dignity, nine out of ten people can't have it if they want to.

Of course, Si Zheng admits that this also has a clear advantage.

That is: the base of human monks is getting bigger and bigger.

After all, the fathers and mothers of mortal origins were killed by themselves, and the surviving wolf cubs were not all monks?

However, the cultivators practiced themselves like animals, doing everything.

Si Zheng could not agree.

The main thing is that this approach does not produce a truly good or strong person.

Among the current ten-year-old children, the best ones are still the people of the North Underworld.

The kid in the North Underworld is knowledgeable, knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and his cultivation is higher than all the ten-year-old boys in the south.

Many people in the south can't speak clearly, knowing that they only have the ability to destroy, but they don't admit it.

Cheng Tian only thinks about talking with his fists, but he doesn't know that his fists are not hard.

If you want anything, you don't know a few words.

Live like a bunch of uncivilized barbarians.

Si Zheng didn't want to say anything to them.

This is the so-called Tao is not the same.

However, even in this environment, which was supposed to wait three years for the war to begin.

A few days ago, there was an incident that made Desi Zheng very sad.

That is, the pseudo-Buddha actually joined that country.

She became the second Valkyrie of that country, known as: Painting the Buddha of Heavenly Books.

Although Si Zheng scoffed, he was still a little worried.

The addition of the pseudo-Buddha made the situation in the North Underworld even more critical.

Si Zheng looked at the human painting scene painted by the palm of the pseudo-Buddha.

A pain in my heart.

He wanted to take revenge viciously.

In the end, there are so many things that he doesn't have time for the time being.

It is estimated that he can't bear to do it to those innocent painters when he has time.

After all, a gentleman is different from a villain, and not venting anger indiscriminately is the basic quality of a gentleman.

What's more, now that the people of the southern country are about to come to the city, he has no chance.

Si Zheng stretched out his hand to rub the picture, thinking of Gai Luo and Duan Hengchuan, as well as what Tong Yourou said when he shook his head at him: "The pain that cannot be erased should be relieved", which was very uncomfortable.

He felt that he would not be able to let go of it for a short time.

Si Zheng knew that his heart was a little softer, but after all, these were all innocent mortals.

If he can turn a blind eye completely, then he will still cure the world.

If you want to govern the world, you must take responsibility as if you were your own son.

The gods are angry, and mortals die in vain.

Case.

Why don't mortals kill every mortal who dreams of becoming a god in advance?

Anyway, if this man becomes a god, he will kill us for no reason.

It's better to strike first for no reason.

Right?

If the bandit logic continues, everyone will be destroyed together.

In life, everyone only has one chance, one life.

Everyone could have lived the rest of their lives without incident.

But I don't kill you, but you kill me?

Where is the fairness?

What is the legal principle?

Is it because I can't hold the knife that killed you?

Not.

Si Zheng couldn't figure it out.

He believes that no one has the right to unjustifiably deprive others of the right to live.

However, monks always have a strange sense of superiority, and they always forget that their purpose is to compete with the heavens for immortality, not with mortals.

He withdrew his hand into his sleeve, feeling that he would remember this hatred deeply until one day the false Buddha sincerely repented.

Will there be a day?

Si Zheng didn't know.

I don't know how long he stood in front of the painting, but Si Zheng finally withdrew his gaze.

"Human mirror, when will you wake up?"

"Beiming, I need you very much now!"

Si Zheng muttered to himself and sighed silently.