I can't help but admire the organizational ability and construction level of Wang Qitai, a great scholar.

He may not have force, but his brain is absolutely good. He can support so many people on the semi-bad South Island, allowing everyone to have cultural knowledge and create an army that can attract attention. This is a very powerful execution ability.

Unless Murong Ziling resurrects, my father's gang does not have such a person, and my mother, the second-in-command, cannot do it.

The five hundred pirates under our command are all elites in a hundred battles, and the average level is all lower-level internal strength. In terms of combat power, they can also be a vanguard army of any major separatist force in the world. They have much higher military strength than the mountain patrol team in Shunshui Town, but the comprehensive quality of other aspects of pirates is far inferior to Shunshui Town. If my father went to war with them, we might win the first battle, but we would not be able to do it.

Perhaps Murong Zhi can surpass Murong Ziling in the future, and I can surpass my father.

But it's better not to fight in front of you.

Even if we still have power, we will inevitably be at a disadvantage in the foreseeable twenty years.

What's more, now there are only Murong Zhi and I.

The idea of ​​temporarily relying on Shunshui Town in my heart has prevailed.

"What are the mountain gods you are talking about? Is it more powerful than Wang Qinian's lower level of the golden elixir?"

"Actually, we heard from the old man in the town who participated in the Second Baiyun War. They all said that a demonic wind blew up in the valley of the Falling Star Mountain, and a large number of soldiers were covered in the wind. When the wind retreated, the blood clots of thousands of soldiers who died were like blood rain, all of which looked like monsters chewed and eaten."

Both of them were heavy and angry.

I thought of the dragon that slaughtered our ship, and only cultivators could fight this kind of monster.

However, the monster in the Star Descent Mountain is more inferior to the dragon: the dragon disdained to eat people; it was originally targeted by my father. If I hadn't violated the dragon's reverse scale, things would have not become like that later.

This monster not only kills indiscriminately, but also can eat people to fill their stomachs.

"Elder Wang Qinian later reported the situation of the battle to the town people at the town meeting: He rushed into the demon wind to save people, but he didn't see the monster clearly, and saw strange eyes in the demon wind, which almost lost his mind. He didn't know the details and dared not advance rashly. He was so prepared that he was bitten by the monster, and his flesh on his shoulder was torn off. He had to gather the remaining troops and retreat."

The palate force that can bite off the shoulder flesh of the Golden Pill Warrior!

That is the body of a warrior who can withstand the pressure of sound speed and is stronger than metal and iron.

My hands couldn't help but tremble.

I felt Wang Jing’s strange gaze, “This kind of monster harms creatures, I am so angry that I can’t see it! I really want to use these hands to cut it into a cucumber.”

I roared and covered up my loss of composure.

"It's not that I said Xiaoxianchang. There are many cultivators on our island who flew to the depths of the Flying Star Mountain to explore treasures. Alas, they all come and go. Although Xiaoxianchang has been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, I think it's better to be cautious."

Wang Mang, a fool, is just obedient and smooths out the situation for me in time.

"What you said makes sense. When I go back to the cave tomorrow, I will take the demon-slaying sword and prepare it. In one battle, I will capture the demon alive and avenge your tribe members."

I will just promise them a short silver note to comfort the trauma of the people in Shunshui Town.

"The love of the immortal is born. The villain must convey the immortal's intention to Elder Wang Qinian." Wang Mang was overjoyed.

I choked my uncle! You really took it seriously!

I quickly changed the topic, "Wang Jing, then you will briefly talk about it for the next twenty years."

"After the Second Baiyun War, we actually controlled the Nanpo, but we were unable to attack the Baiyun natives again. On the one hand, the elite soldiers lost nearly half of their losses, and on the other hand, they were afraid that the mountain god would appear again. Since then, Elder Wang Qinian has been stationed in the Nanpo for a long time, established passes fortresses, constantly repelling the riots of the natives, and defending our victory fruits. There has never been any major event. However, in recent years, the natives have produced another Golden Pill Warrior, who is Aung San Suhui's son, named Aung San Baoyan, who is very popular and often comes to our Nanpole to provoke."

"The Baiyun natives have no wise inheritance, and can they still produce Golden Pill Warriors?"

This is not in line with common sense. Occasionally, a Jindan warrior can be said to be a talented and has obtained an adventure. Without a masterful inheritance, it would be very strange that goldendan appeared in both generations.

"This is the matter of the immortal elder, you cultivators. How can the villains know it! But Elder Wang Qinian is very worried about this matter. He is afraid that no one in our town will be able to stop this kid in a hundred years."

"Hehe, how could that happen! We are outstanding Chinese and have the Confucian martial arts inheritance. At that time, there will naturally be Jindan warriors born. What's more, Elder Wang Qinian is only fifty-seven years old. Cannon Jindan warriors live for two or three hundred years!"

Wang Mang blushed and went to argue with Wang Jing.

But I think Wang Qinian’s worries make sense, and Wang Jing was right.

If you fail to become a national player at the age of 20, you will have no hope for the rest of your life.

Inner alchemy martial arts is a narrow and special method of cultivation. Before building the foundation, its threshold was very low, but after building the foundation, its qualification requirements for cultivators are actually much stricter than ordinary immortal paths.

If you have not yet achieved the Golden Elixir at the age of thirty, it means that your martial arts talent is limited. In the future, the qi and blood failure of future generations will only regress and will not make progress.

Therefore, after the formal disciples of the Cultivation Sect built the foundation, they rarely regarded martial arts as their fundamental method, but instead switched to other methods that were more stable, broader, and more promising.

The Chinese have been in Baiyun Township for thirty years, and have popularized martial arts education, but no new Jindan warriors have been produced.

I'm afraid there is really a problem with their qualifications. If Wang Qinian has any accidents, there will be terrifying consequences of being incompatible with the past.

The reason why some of the troops on both sides fought in the first two Baiyun Wars was that each had checks and balances between the Golden Pill Warriors.

If Wang Qinian had an accident, the indigenous army led by Aung San Baoyan could unilaterally massacre the Chinese army without Jindan warriors.

Besides, even if nothing unexpected happens, whether Wang Qinian can live for two or three hundred years is a question:

The Golden Pill Warriors have no pressure on subsonic speeds, and they can indeed withstand the speed of sounds or even several times the speed of sounds. However, the power of power above the speed of sounds will also damage their lifespan. Wang Qinian has fought for decades, and is his body really intact?

I think when he began to worry about Aung San Baoyan, he foreseeed that his remaining life expectancy was expected.

This may be a good opportunity for Murong Zhi and me. If we show Wang Qinian the qualifications to become Golden Pill Warriors within ten years and have the ability to make up for the vacancies of the new generation of Shunshui Castle, then we can gain a place to stand!

"I am different from other cultivators who fly around. They don't care about the world. I left the island to experience the world. Wang Jing, Wang Mang, I originally wanted to say hello to your elders. For your concern for the tribe, I will teach you a few disciples who can get to the Jindan for the future of your town."

This time, even Wang Jing, who has always been wary of me, was happy.

We talked and laughed all the way.
Chapter completed!