Chapter 620 (1/2)
Feishan and Wuxiang are people who have no companions. Feishan has had one or two people a long time ago, but he is always guarding the witches, and it is inevitable to neglect the people around him. Some people follow him to status and rich life. Some people just want to eat a full stomach, and others want to ask him to do things, but it does not matter his attitude, even if he really likes him very much, seeing only the witches in the eyes of Feishan, the heart is also It will be cold.
Then I don't know what happened. Because of the size of the body, the witch is not willing to contact with others. There is no descendant, mainly because he does not want it, and he does not want to inherit this prophecy. There are a few companions to the Feishan Mountain, but maybe he has too few contacts with those people? The last few people left him and others had descendants, but did not give him one.
Feishan and Wuxiang have been together for so long, and the feelings between each other can no longer be easily described by love and affection. They are real partners in a certain sense, supporting each other, relying on each other and trusting each other. Although Wuxiang does not want future generations, Feishan thinks that both of them are men. If you want future generations to be with others, you will not have much to worry about future generations.
But to say that they can give them a biological son with two people's common blood, the meaning is completely different.
Even if even this child will inherit the ability of the witch, Feishan is very eager. This is the child of both him and the witch, and has nothing to do with everyone else!
”How to make a child with only the blood of both of you, this matter is not too difficult for me. You see my family, the witch, and the one in my stomach, are all bred in this way.” Laughter like a little fox waiting for the fish to jump ashore.
”Women? The fruit of the witchcraft?” Although it has long been known that the sorcerer has really cultivated the fruit of the witchcraft as the son of life, it is still different. Feishan once again looked at the Wuguo baby. ”How does this child have no breath of life energy?”
”I cover it up.” Yan said calmly.
Feishan raised his eyebrows. ”You can do what you can't do even the Peng Peng people.”
”Thanks for the prize.” Strictly, he does not feel that the other party has won the prize. He has never been a modest person.
”You can even cultivate the fruit of the Witchcraft into a person. Maybe you can really help me and Wuxiang reach this almost impossible dream... Say, what do you want?” Feishan sighed and suddenly asked. .
Strictly hesitantly said: ”I want the seat of the first priest of the city.”
Feishan, ”...you are really straightforward.”
I am too lazy to sway, ”With your life experience, I will make you laugh when you bend around with you. Besides, Wuxiang adults no longer want to be the first priest, then you must consider how to develop after Wucheng, and Who is the first priest's seat?”
Speaking here, I was a little naughty and blinking. ”Don't say that you didn't think about me.”
The original war likes to die like this, and I can’t wait to pick it up immediately.
Feishan also laughed, picked up the witch fruit and held it in his arms, pinching his little bird.
Wu Guo Fury: Why do everyone have to pinch the little bird of the Great! You are waiting for me!
The nine-wind toy was robbed, angry, and a slap in the palm of the mountain, ”Brother, still me!”
Flying in the mountains, and then squatting, ”Is this?”
”Nine winds, that little Xiaopeng.”
Feishan was surprised. ”Is he so small that he can become another form?”
Strictly and humbly pointing to his nose.
Feishan smiled and shook his head, so he had to return the Wuguo to the nine winds that could not be spared.
”I and Wu Xiang did discuss the first priest's candidate, and you are indeed one of the people we discussed. But you have not lived in Wucheng, and your witch identity has not been recognized by the Wucheng Temple... Of course these are not problems.”
Feishan looked up. ”The point is that if you become the first priest of Wucheng, where will Wucheng go after?”
”For the future direction of Wucheng, do you want to listen to my suggestions?”
A confident person will always give others a different appeal, and Feishan nods. ”Please say.”
Strictly sitting cross-legged and pouring a glass of clear water to Feishan. ”My suggestion is that Wucheng will still maintain its detached status afterwards. It still does not enter the evaluation of various forces, decentralization, division of spheres of influence, etc. How to maintain the Wucheng The transcendental status, the current twelve priests must be re-elected, and the twelve priests must also choose from the priests and witches of the major forces. The specific choices can be recommended by the major forces. According to the number of forces, the priests of the Wucheng The number of people can also be changed accordingly. As for other existing priests, they can be converted into ordinary temple priests. The main function is to conduct self-academic research and teaching.”
”In this way, Wucheng will become a holy city together with various forces. She will be responsible for the extreme evaluation of various occupations such as warriors, witches, bones, and herbologists. The temple of Wucheng will become a training center. In order to get more advanced exercises, witchcraft, and various kinds of knowledge, we must reach the contribution points required by Wucheng.”
Strictly wait for the question of Feishan, and then explain the concept of the training college and contribution points in detail.
After listening to the mountain, no one can see what he was thinking. He even shifted the topic, and played with a few children for a while. When he left, he said to the two people, ”You come at night.” I and Axiang invite you to have a barbecue.”
Strictly agree with, ”Okay.”
When Feishan left, the original battle sat close to him, grabbed him, and took him a bite before he asked him: ”If the status of Wucheng is detached, their temples will become a training institute for all kinds of learning. What about the original college? You are not trying to develop Jiuyuan’s War College into the eastern continent and even the best university in the world?”
He took a sigh of relief. ”This is a transition. Wucheng can't disappear now. Her existence is like giving other forces a hope. I don't have to worry about being swallowed up by other forces for a while, but also giving them development. Time and opportunity. Simply put, the East China forces need a balancer, but this balance can not be a single force or a creature. The existence of Wucheng can justify everyone’s heart and make Wucheng a checker. Take advantage of the trend. As for the future...”
He smiled sternly. ”When our territory expands a little bit, when our strength becomes stronger and stronger, when our college becomes more and more famous, do you think that everyone will continue to go to the temple of Wucheng for further study or come to our Jiuyuan? When I left Wucheng’s first priesthood, Wucheng could no longer give justice to the Eastern Continents, who would they come to?
”We don't have to do anything, it's not right, don't do it too conspicuously. We only need to develop silently. As time goes by, it is our nature that will become ours. This trick is called subtle, and the soldiers are not bloody.”
”Dear dear, remember to build more roads in the future, and strive to achieve the avenues of the road to the nine original, to facilitate every soul who wants to go to Jiuyuan, even if the East China is no longer in the corner, we have to lay the road! If the tribes and small tribes near these roads are struggling, if they are willing to join the big family of Jiuyuan and are willing to abide by the laws and regulations of Jiuyuan, we can give support and more favorable transaction prices. Of course, we do these Not for aggression, but for helping others, understand?”
The original battle did not say anything, just slammed him. My wife’s sour and sour pride is only the lucky ones who have been favored by the gods, oh!