"What if we fail?"

"Will it fail?"

"uncertain."

The main soul replied like this.

He asked himself to evaluate Wu Rong's strength.

There are also three statues of Yihua Dao Lord sitting inside the banner.

One of them is Yuren Feihe, the ancestor of the Yuren clan, and Ouyang Qiuxian, who was famous in those days, are both well-known and strong men.

If their true forms were allowed to take action, they should be able to defeat...

The main soul shook his head slightly.

This cannot be determined accurately.

The fierce Yan De of the Nether Clan was granted the title of Marquis of Ying Zhen. It seemed that he was not a new recruit, but that he had arrived in the royal city on this day. His strength was perhaps second only to that of the Dragon Tribe among the four Dao Lords.

The road to be built is also unknown.

What if the emperor doesn't let Wu Rong use the method of honoring the soul flag and relies solely on his personal strength...

Emperor Qing understood the meaning of Tu Shanjun's words.

"It's normal to lose."

"If you are a latecomer, you can cross a large realm, or it is divided into realms in one step. It is reasonable to fail."

Tu Shanjun thought for a long time and then said slowly: "It's a big blow to him."

Qingdi laughed and said lightly: "It turns out that you have also cultivated to this point."

"Why?"

"It's probably because you want to maintain your own way and let people in the world believe in your own way, so you need face. No matter how much you lose, you have to maintain your face."

"It used to be called 'Xianghuo Xinli', but after the Battle of Defeating Heaven, a new word was changed, called 'Tianxia Gongxin'."

Tu Shanjun pondered for a moment.

He may not care about face or public opinion, but if he wants to spread the word to the world, violence alone is not enough, he must have "face".

Because when you look at a person, you look at their face first.

The quality of a face directly determines a person's initial attitude.

This ‘face’ is face, which is the public opinion of people in the world of spiritual practice.

Nouveau riche are the most despised.

What's more, public trust in the world is directly related to one's own path.

Without the recognition of the people in the world, even if you cultivate to the point where the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are in full swing, you can only be a carefree and happy monk and cannot step into the realm of great supernatural powers.

Tu Shanjun keenly realized that Emperor Qing did not value this unfair duel, but used it to tell him what was the basis for the fifth step.

No wonder those big forces look so weird in how they deal with some issues. It's not that they behave weirdly and stupidly, but that they succeeded in doing so hundreds of thousands of times when no one knew about it, until they failed once, and

This time it's an anomaly that shouldn't exist at all.

When routine doesn't work, you have to seek change.

Change leads to success.

If it doesn't change, one day it will be eliminated from the world.

"In this case, I should be allowed to help him, and with my endorsement, they will naturally not ask any more questions."

From Tu Shanjun's point of view, others always treat them as a whole, and it doesn't matter who they let take action. It is best to let stronger people take action, so that it is safe enough.

Qing Emperor laughed and said: "Wrong, very wrong!"

Tu Shanjun frowned and wanted to ask.

Qingdi explained: "If you take action, who will you accomplish?"

"You are so majestic. Others will only think that your apprentice is pretending to be powerful and has no real ability. Instead, more people will notice that the soul flag is magical. In the meantime, he will definitely make evil plans and harm his life."

"The less you take action and the more superior you are, the more others will be in awe of you."

"As for when you want to take action, it must be a critical time."

"Now not only is it not true, but it has promoted the evil spirits."

Tu Shanjun never thought about these things.

He never cares who is higher or lower.

Along the way, there are only four words to coordinate "the unity of knowledge and action".

He only feels that as long as he is strong enough, the problems in the world will always be solved. The things that cannot be solved are either from the wrong angle or not strong enough.

Despite this, he is still willing to say thank you to those who are kind to him: "Thank you, Emperor."

However, he is no longer the reckless evil spirit he used to be. Now he hides many things in his heart.

He did not ask the emperor how he knew his heel, nor did he ask if there were immortals in the world, nor did he ask about the supernatural power in himself.

Some things are better kept in your mind than asked.

Moreover, is Emperor Qing necessarily a good person?

Even a good person.

When he told himself these things, didn't he have a certain purpose?

Tu Shanjun didn't dare to think otherwise.

"No need to thank me, if one day..."

Qingdi said half of his words but still didn't finish.

He smiled and said, "If you want to take over the Heavenly Way of Life and Death, then take over. There are more and more souls in the cloudy sky, and the royal city is becoming bloated. I am tired, and they... are also tired of it."

Speaking like this on the top of the Shenmu Heavenly Palace, a formation has been set up over there in the Royal City Arena.

The fighting arena uses the Xumi mustard method.

When King Dongyue moved on, hundreds of officials would naturally accompany him, not to mention those Taoist kings and saints who came to receive the title.

They watched eagerly, hoping to see a fight that suited their own liking. If Wu Rong lost, they would naturally jump out and divide Guan Minghou into only one title.

Ying Zhenhou Jiyan, who was walking in the sky, looked at Wu Rong and said calmly: "Now that my fellow Taoist has admitted defeat, I will take back what I said and allow you to bring your magic weapons to fight against my junior from the underworld. How about that?"

Wu Rong glanced at Xi Yan coldly, and said calmly: "Ying Zhenhou, what are you talking about and me? It's a joke."

Ji Yan was furious: "Okay, let me see what you are capable of!"

"The Avenue!"

Without any hesitation.

Nianjue casts magic to manifest the great road.

It was a black lotus blooming on the sea of ​​blood of the Styx thousands of miles away, swaying up to the sky and subduing the entire world.

The avenue he practices is also the purest form of 'force'.

The Great Way of Power emphasizes defeating all methods with one force, and the most important thing is to attack unparalleled enemies.

No wonder Ji Yan boasted that he was not an old and frail Ichika when he was in the Taiyue Palace.

With his great power and being a member of the Nether Clan, one of the top ten most powerful clans in Yintian, his strength makes him the strongest among the new Dao Lords.

The so-called genius is nothing more than the above-mentioned praise given by the previous generation to those who have not yet become talented, which is insignificant.

He is no longer a genius, but a solid fourth-step expert.

What is great power?

It reaches heaven and earth!

"Thousands of powers."

The black lotus slowly bloomed, shrank and fell into his hand while spinning.

Fierce Yan grabbed the lotus flower.

The black lotus flower bloomed with a flashing red light as if it was piercing into the void, and then, a long and thin mace appeared in the hands of the fierce Yan.

Big props appear and magic weapons are in hand.

With just a snap of his fingers, he could smash the child's head. But since it was a fair fight, he didn't do it rashly, but made a gesture of invitation.

It seems to be saying: 'Come on, use your strongest means to determine the outcome with one blow.'

Wu Rong was not afraid at all, and that was exactly what he thought.

Since he wants to establish his power, he must completely crush the opponent and tell everyone in the royal city that he may not be worthy of his name as a marquis, but the power in his hands is not weak.

He went deep into his robe and took out a small three-inch flag.
To be continued...