Chapter 329: Good to be a teacher (please vote for me!)
“It doesn’t matter what organization it is.”
Zhongxuan Sheng reached out and grabbed an iron ball: "Since the head is exposed, sooner or later it will be crushed to death!"
The muscles did not exert any force, but the heavy mysticism had already squeezed it into a discus shape. He kneaded it again and kneaded it back into a spherical shape.
The details of the "Equality Country" have not yet been announced, but they have been classified as a cult by Qi Ting.
This fat man has always been dismissive of all kinds of heresy and heresy. With his background, he really does not need to care or face these.
However, Jiang Wang was inevitably a little wary.
As the saying goes, “Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.”
What's more, this equal country, judging from the information displayed so far, is already too powerful. Its organizational capabilities are far better than the White Bone Road that is raging in Zhuang State. It has even taken root in a hegemonic country like Qi State.
foundation.
It’s truly terrifying.
But then again.
Now is indeed the time when the Qi State is at its peak. Even if it is able to do great things one after another, and even connect with the "equal country" of the Xia State, this series of actions in the Qi State ended in complete failure.
Chui Zhu was hindered by Jiang Wang, so he had no choice but to assassinate the king in advance... Without Jiang Wang, he would not have been able to compete with Wang Yiwu.
Zhang Yong was forced to jump out by Qi Guoqingpai, and he also took the initiative to make the choice to maximize the value of his identity...Crying Temple.
It can be said that the Equality Country is indeed a very scary organization. Every member who has appeared so far, regardless of their level of cultivation, has extremely high quality and has made the "best" choice under the existing conditions.
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Even the existence of young and strong men like Cui Zhu and Zhang Yong shows that this organization still has an extremely complete talent training system, which is impossible for other powerful forces to achieve.
But that’s all.
No matter how much preparations the "Equal Nation" has, how powerful it is, and what actions it plans next, it can only be terminated now. With the military of Qi State in possession of a member of Shenlin, the only thing this organization can do is
That is to complete the cutting as much as possible before Qi State takes out all the information.
No matter how strong it is, it cannot compete head-on with Qi.
Although Jiang Wangzhong, Xuan Sheng and the others did not know how far the imperial court's investigation of the "Pingong Country" had reached, judging from the results of this series of events... After the incident came to an end, not only did the Qi State not have any turmoil, but it became even more powerful.
The first floor is just like the former Yang Kingdom.
As if it is in response to the sentence, why should the tree be afraid of the earthworm shaking the tree?
It’s just that, looking at the world, if an organization like the “Equality Country” can only be regarded as a worm, what does its own current strength mean?
Jiang Wang smiled in his heart. As long as he keeps moving forward, time will eventually leave the answer.
Putting aside the distractions, he took a step forward and started to use it: "You are not using the Chongxuan secret technique correctly. I have been practicing with Chongxuan Zun these days, and he does not use it like this!"
Zhong Xuansheng jumped forward in one step and took back the iron ball with an alert look on his face: "Don't worry about it, my training methods are different from his!"
Jiang Wang’s hands were hanging in the air, and he felt a little resentful that iron could not become steel: “Why can’t you listen to the advice?”
"You want to persuade anyone to go, but I won't be fooled anyway." Chong Xuansheng walked out without looking back: "Come on, Fourteen, let's practice somewhere else!"
Fourteen followed with brisk steps.
The yard suddenly became empty.
Jiang Wang could only let out a reluctant snort and returned to his room alone.
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Jiang Wang is not the only person in the world who likes to be a teacher.
There are those who teach blacksmiths to make iron, those who teach boatmen how to row, and those who teach storytellers how to tell... and the list goes on.
Of course, Jiang Wang’s focus is not on “being a teacher”, but on the process of “becoming a teacher”.
Some people are different.
Our Uncle Chongxuan, after much thought today, knocked on the door of his promising son’s courtyard.
At that time, Chongxuan Zun was writing in the study, standing in front of the large sandalwood desk, writing big characters.
A person stands, straightens his back, half-bows his head, and with a stroke of the pen, it is the word "I".
I don’t know what words were written before, they were all covered up. But in the next few pictures, they are all “I”.
This character is written in a lonely and proud way, and the outline is extremely sharp, giving it an air that cannot be changed.
Uncle Chongxuan, a "social celebrity" in Linzi's aristocratic circle, certainly wouldn't understand the implication. He knew that this word was an answer.
But he hesitated and hesitated before coming, and of course he would not return in vain so quickly.
This is my own home.
He, Uncle Chongxuan, is the head of a small family!
His eyes passed over the desk, pretending to look at the layout of the study, and pretending not to see those big characters at all, and started the topic in a very casual tone: "You have been very happy to greet your grandpa these days.
Perfunctory. I haven’t spoken since I came back from the general station."
Zhong Xuanzun smiled softly: "Aren't I coming back too late for fear of disturbing grandpa? I'll go tomorrow morning."
“This is not a reason…”
Zhongxuan Mingguang obviously has no confidence and speaks in a weak voice.
It is difficult for anyone to have enough confidence to deal with such a son who is the best in Linzi. Especially when he is not very good. Good guy, if we are enemies, he will not be able to hold a finger of his son.
He said wiltingly: "Your mother died young, and I didn't restrain you from childhood to adulthood." (Actually, he was just playing for himself.)
“You can do whatever you want, and be with whomever you like. You don’t have to like the women of the Ruan family.”
At this point, his tone became stronger: "There's just one thing, your grandpa is old, you're not allowed to talk back to him!"
But he immediately weakened again: “You can do one thing in front of me and another thing behind you!”
After saying this, he glanced at the silent Zhongxuan Zun again and muttered: "I know your wings are stiff, so you probably don't listen to me very much. But as your father, I still have to say it."
When other people call themselves "Lao Tzu", they always show their teeth and claws. But as soon as the word pops up, he immediately suppresses it, as if it is just to support himself.
Zhong Xuanzun sighed, put down the brush in his hand, and looked at him seriously: "Father, you are fine with everything."
Zhongxuan Mingguang snorted from his nostrils: "Let's be honest, what's the bad thing about it?"
He raised his chin slightly, looking very arrogant.
Few of the aristocratic circles in Linzi look down upon me, but I know it well! Do they need to look down upon me? Damn it!
Talk about me, talk about me, just talk about me! Your grandfather has trained me since I was a child, and I haven’t lost a piece of flesh! Are you afraid of a little brat like you?
He thought so in his heart.
Dan Zhongxuan smiled and said: "There is no more behind. Just this sentence...you are good at everything."
Zhongxuan Mingguang was silent for a moment and curled his lips: "Just talk nonsense!"
Flirting his sleeves, he walked out disdainfully.
When he reached the door, he paused, raised his head higher, and walked out.
