With the immortal city-breaking technique, the war is simply invincible, and many cities don't even wait for Feng Wuzong to arrive, and announce their surrender early, because there is no need to fight, the power of immortals is greater than a nuclear bomb in such an era,

"Judging from this situation, I'm afraid that it won't take three months for Huaxia to be reunified, and Cihang Jingzhai shouldn't be able to sit still, right?" Lin Feng's eyes flashed.

At noon on this day, Caidie came to report: "Sect Master, Cihang Jingzhai Fanqing Huizhai Master, Master Jingnian Zen Likong and Bixiu Xin are asking to see you at the bottom of the peak."

"Oh, it's really here." Lin Feng smiled and instructed Caidie: "You go and bring them up, and in addition, let Zhuyun come to the peak to make tea and entertain guests."

Caidie said respectfully, and after a while, Zhuyun came up first and began to make tea, and then Caidie took Bi Xiuxin and the three of them to the peak in a magic weapon.

"Xiuxin, Lord Fanzhai, Master Likong, fortunately, the apprentice is making tea, please wait for a while." Lin Feng beckoned.

Bi Xiuxin smiled: "I haven't seen Sect Master Lin for a few days, and Sect Master Lin's demeanor is even greater."

"Xiuxin's vision is really good, and in a battle with Song Que, this sect master has a little understanding."

Fan Qinghui, who was wearing a white monk's robe, heard Song Que's name, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, Fan Qinghui is a bald female nun, but she is beautiful and peerless, and her temperament is sometimes like an eighteen-year-old girl, sometimes like a mature woman in her thirties, and sometimes like the vicissitudes of the elderly.

He closed his eyes slightly, and twisted a string of Buddha beads in his hand, as if it was nothing to do, but Lin Feng noticed that he twisted the Buddha beads a little faster, and it was obvious that Song Que still had a lot of weight in his heart.

Zhuyun quickly boiled the tea and poured it for everyone, Lin Feng picked up the teacup, raised it to signal, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "This sect master actually rarely drinks tea, and he doesn't know much about tea, but the three of them are all elegant people, and this sect master will be vassally elegant once, please."

After drinking the tea, Lin Feng's face turned solemn: "Lord Fanzhai, Master Likong, you must have made a decision this time, so tell this sect master, are Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple preparing to return to the Fengwu Sect or retreat bravely from the torrent and return to the mountains and forests from now on?"

Among the three of them, Fan Qinghui is the one who can speak, Fan Qinghui's face is calm, and his jade face is not waveless, but he asked lightly: "Sect Master Lin, Fengwu Sect wants to dominate the world?"

"That's right."

"It is said that immortals are not involved in mortal worlds, since Fengwu Sect is a sect of cultivating immortals, why should they set foot in the mortal world?"

Lin Feng laughed and said: "Lord Fanzhai is wrong in this statement, the legend of the immortals has a long history, but the world is false, how can they believe it?

Fan Qinghui was dumbfounded, because what Lin Feng said was very reasonable, she Fan Qinghui was not an immortal, how could she know about immortals?

If it can be solved with words, Lin Feng doesn't want to cause more trouble, so he explained: "In fact, there is not much difference between immortals and mortals, there are fights and fights among mortals, and the same is true among immortals, and the fight between immortals is even more tragic, and the movement is the end of the soul scattering, so for immortals, the resources of cultivation are more valuable, and without resources, they cannot advance an inch, and they cannot live forever."

"Cultivation... Resources??"

"That's right, it's a cultivation resource, which can be summarized into four kinds of resources, which are the wealth and the law, the lord of the fast may not understand, I will say it in layman's terms, I want peace in the world, and then let the imperial court provide me with resources for Fengwuzong."

"How can mortals provide resources for immortals?"

"The elixir and spiritual materials are all resources, and immortals are also cultivated by mortals, and the disciples recruited by my Fengwu Sect were also mortals before, can the Lord of Fanzhai understand?"

Fan Qinghui really understood, because the previous practice of Cihang Jingzhai was similar to that of Fengwuzong, the power of Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Monastery can be so great, and the support of the imperial court is inseparable, but Cihang Jingzhai has always been inferior to the imperial court, when the imperial court is powerful, the two factions can't make any waves, and they have to serve the imperial court, and Fengwuzong wants to control the imperial court and let the imperial court serve Fengwuzong. Cihang Jingzhai can support a man of great talent to fight for the world at most, while Fengwuzong can appoint the emperor at will after pacifying the world.

Fan Qinghui nodded and asked the question she was most concerned about: "Sect Master Lin wants the world to be peaceful, so I don't know if Sect Master Lin has a qualified candidate to govern the country?"

Lin Feng smiled: "Lord Fanzhai wants to talk about Li Shimin, right?"

Fan Qinghui's face changed.

Lin Feng didn't care about her, and said directly: "Li Shimin is really good, he is eloquent and strategic, and with him to govern the country, the world will usher in an unprecedented prosperous era... ＂

When Fan Qinghui heard Lin Feng say this, her heart began to sink instead.

Sure enough, I listened to Lin Feng's words: "But what I Fengwu Sect wants is not a majestic emperor, to put it mildly, even if it is a pig, with the assistance of my Fengwu Sect's disciples, this world will also usher in a prosperous era, in this case, then why do I need a famous monarch? You must know that the so-called famous monarch has always been synonymous with ambition, although the sect master is not afraid, but he does not want to cause more trouble, this answer is still satisfactory?"

Fan Qinghui is obviously not satisfied, this time she came to the sky to fight for some bargaining chips, Li Shimin can't be the emperor, then there are no chips, really want Fengwuzong to unify the world and designate the emperor at will, with the lifespan of immortal cultivators, there will be other sects in a few hundred years?

Lin Feng looked at Fan Qinghui's face and shook his head: "Lord Fanzhai, to put it mildly, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Sect have no room to bargain with Fengwu Sect now, and this sect master does not need to ask the opinions of your two factions at all, because you are too weak, you and Master Likong can sit here just because this sect master does not want to make more killings, if you are obsessed, this sect master does not mind stepping on the peak of Emperor Ping and Jingnian Zen Temple, I hope the two of you can think about it clearly, don't be rash, say it all, Zhuyun, send off guests."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and Zhuyun stood up, "Lord Fanzhai, Master Likong, please."

Fan Qinghui sat still, and said in an astringent voice: "Sect Master Lin, Brother Ning Daoqi heard the name of the sect master's immortal, and wanted to learn a thing or two from the sect master, and now he is under the Taihe Peak, and he also asks Sect Master Lin to give him advice."

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes burst out: "Scattered people Ning Daoqi, Fan Qinghui, Fan Qinghui, is anyone a pawn that you can use? This sect master can tell you that as long as this sect master makes a move, Ning Daoqi will definitely die, are you still ready to let him make a move?"

Fan Qinghui closed her eyes, her face was full of pain and struggle, but she didn't say a word for a long time.

"Amitabha." The empty man who practiced closed-mouth meditation spoke, and his expression was indifferent, and he was not happy and carefree, "Then the monk will lead the sect master to be wise, and the sect master Lin will take the empty palm."

The empty monk's robe swelled, and the white jade-like face suddenly swelled with blood, and then it was pushed out with a flat palm, like a hurricane rolling up, enveloping Lin Feng's vital body, forcing Lin Feng to have only one way.

Lin Feng shook his head, this emptiness has already stimulated the potential of his body, and it is estimated that he has the idea of ending up together, but the idea is good, but he ignores the huge gap in strength between them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Feng also waved out a palm, popping a few times, Lin Feng sat upright as before, and the empty body flew out like a kite with a broken line, and his body was in mid-air, the original delicate empty face quickly grew old, Lin Feng's palm had broken the empty refinement of a hundred years of Zen Gong.

"Amitabha." staggered to the ground, proclaimed a Buddha name, and said to Fan Qinghui: "Lord Zhai, Sect Master Lin's immortal skills are world-famous, and there is no need to let Brother Dodge try again."

Fan Qinghui stood up with a blank expression, and said after a while: "Sect Master Lin, from now on, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen will return to the mountains and forests, and will not set foot in the martial arts again."