The strange man in Qingyi didn't expect that he could see through his origin at a glance, and was silent for a while, and said, "I didn't expect that the strong men in the mainland are so high now. When the star-gazing man went to our side, he was far inferior to you, and the iron tree was even worse than you. Could it be that your side is more suitable for practice?"

The stargazers and Iron Trees he mentioned are both powerful people with deep relationship with Daxizhou, and Iron Trees are originally from Daxizhou.

"You have an old age with the iron tree?" Wang Po asked.

The strange guy in Qingyi said, "It's true that he knows it."

Wang Po looked at him quietly and asked, "You want to avenge him?"

The strange man in Qingyi laughed, his voice still so hoarse.

"Avenge? I was chased by Iron Tree into the sea and was finally rescued by Stargazers. He wouldn't want me to avenge him, right?"

Three years ago, during the battle of Kyoto, Tie Shu died under Wang Po's sword, but no one would deny Tie Shu's strength. When I was in Daxizhou, Tie Shu had not yet broken through the threshold, but he was also a very talented strong man, and was so tragically hunted by this person. I think this person must have a very high generation and great reputation in Daxizhou.

Thinking of this person's previous feelings, Wang Po said, "It's not that Middle Earth is more suitable for practice, but there are many practitioners on our side, and the competition is inevitable."

The strange man in green thought for a moment and said, "It's reasonable, in your opinion, where is my current realm and strength in Middle Earth?"

Wang Po said: "It should be able to rank in the top ten."

The continent is vast and there are countless strong people. With the sword arts like Wang Po, you can personally verify that this person can rank in the top ten. You can imagine that this person is indeed extraordinary.

However, this sentence only brought the sigh of the strange man in Qingyi.

“Is it just the top ten?”

The strange guest in Qingyi sighed and said, "Being at a quiet corner and being calm and happy is not the right path to practice Taoism, and he will definitely fall behind."

Wang Po said, "Calmness and joy are also what you want."

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you close down, you will eventually decay. We should still come back." The strange guy in green said in his eyes.

Wang Po was silent for a long time and said, "I have no idea about this."

If the human race in Daxizhou wants to return to Middle-earth, it will definitely be a big deal and will cause a lot of trouble and disputes.

Because even if only a small number of strong people come back, they still need territory and resources.

But from Emperor Taizong to the Saint of Heaven and Sea to now, from alliance with the demon clan to merge north and south to merge east and west, this is the general trend.

Because we need to fight against the demon race until the demon race is completely eliminated, human beings must unite all their strength.

After all, people living in Daxizhou are all human races. In the eyes of many human race strongmen, they are more trustworthy and closer than the demon races in Baidi City. As for the demon race itself, they might have been worried that the return of the power of Daxizhou to the mainland would affect their status, but now their queen is from Daxizhou, so they should not be too vigilant.

Very few people are qualified to decide on this matter, including Emperor Zhou, Pope, Saint, and Baidi. Now there is a need to add a Shangxingzhou.

A strong man like Wang Po, of course, has a certain say.

In the past, Wang Po supported it, but now his ideas have changed.

It is obvious that whether Mu Jiushi almost became the heir to the Pope, or whether this powerful man from the sacred realm of Daxizhou led his men to intercept Chen Changsheng, it can be seen that Shang Xingzhou and Daxizhou had formed some kind of agreement through Mrs. Mu.

Now the confrontation between the Great Zhou court and the state religion is becoming increasingly severe. It is very difficult for the court to quietly use real strong people to kill the pope, but Daxizhou is a force outside the original chessboard.

If Chen Changsheng really walked along the river as planned, if Wang Po did not come, Daxizhou would really be able to kill him.

Wang Po did not accept such a thing.

"Since you have no idea about this, why do you need to show up here?"

The strange man in Qingyi looked at him and said, "The National Church must have been prepared for a long time. You don't need to stand up, or the Pope wants to use this method to force you to express your position?"

"No idea does not mean that I have no position. My position has never changed."

Wang Po said: "I have always taken the right position between the Tianhai and the royal family, between the court and Su Li, and now between their teachers and students."

The stranger in Qingyi asked, "What is correct?"

Wang Po said, "His Majesty the Pope is a good man."

What is the correct position? How to determine whether it is right or wrong? It turns out to be simple good or bad.

But people will change, so how to judge? If you can't see it for a lifetime, then look at it for a while. As long as he is good at this moment, that's enough. For example, Su Li, who was seriously injured in the snowfield of the Demon Realm that year, and Chen Changsheng, who was seriously injured by Haidi on the battlefield more than a year ago, should not be treated like this by his own world.

The strange man in Qingyi was silent for a moment and asked, "What if the Tang family is going to kill him?"

Wang Po remembered the snow and snow in Kyoto three years ago.

He sat on both sides of the table with Tie Shu, and the second master of the Tang family said four words.

Benefit is as heavy as a mountain.

So what?

He still hit Erye in the face with a knife and a sheath, and he still cut the iron tree with a knife.

If you are as grateful as a mountain, you will be grateful, but it is another matter to repay your kindness with gratitude.

The strange guy in Qingyi understood his silence and shook his head and said, "He was the second child of the Tang family at the time. Now he is going to enter the Wenshui River. What you have to face is the old man."

Many years ago, Wang Po worked as a tent housekeeper in Wenshui for many years. Old Master Tang treated him and trained him like his own son. He had not returned to Wenshui for many years, so will he go back this year? Just as the stranger in Qingyi said, the whole continent wants to know, if he really returns to Wenshui, how should he face that old master? No matter how strong he is and how firm his will, can he still raise a knife to Old Master Tang?

Seeing Wang Po's figure disappearing in the lower reaches of the Snow River, Rob was silent for a long time, his fingers gently moved in the wintersweet flowers without making any sound.

If he weren't sure how to deal with this situation.

The weird guy in blue also left.

Rob left the riverside and followed, always about two or three miles away.

This mysterious visitor from Daxizhou is obviously a strong man in the sacred realm. It is very difficult to follow the other party without disturbing him, and it can even be said to be seeking death. But Rob did not mean to stop because he wanted to find out the truth about the whole thing.

Just like back then, in order to get the key, he risked great danger to deal with the young strong men in Xue Lao City for several months.

And he was confident that he would not be discovered by the weird guy in blue.

The banks of the Snow River are full of long-dead winter grass, painted with frost on it, which is very similar to the grass around the Banya Horse Farm, and looks like countless swords piled together.
Chapter completed!