The Emperor System of Ten Thousand Worlds and Heavens

Chapter 103 Sima Slightly Surprised
Sima Wei couldn't help but frown slightly. Ye Xiaoyao revealed his identity as a monk with one word. This also showed that he was also a cultivator. However, he himself could not see through Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation. This could only show that Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation was Because he is still above him, but how is this possible? From his point of view, Ye Xiaoyao's bone age is less than twenty at most, but his cultivation level is higher than him at this age, which is a bit scary!

Because he couldn't see through Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation, Sima Wei became more cautious. He smiled and asked with a kind expression: "Then I don't know why you are here?" Now he doesn't know Ye Xiaoyao is What's the meaning, good or bad, so I can only use his words first, and then make other plans.

Ye Xiaoyao smiled, glanced at the yard behind Sima Wei, and said with a smile, "Don't you invite me in, Fellow Daoist?"

Sima Wei couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when he heard this, "Hey boy, don't tell me why you came here, dare I invite you in and sit down!"Then he smiled kindly, pointed to a hill behind the courtyard, and said: "This is indeed not a place for conversation, fellow Taoist, come with me!" After finishing speaking, he used his spiritual power and jumped into the air, Yufeng flew to the back mountain.

Ye Xiaoyao was a little surprised when he saw it. He didn't expect that Sima Wei knew how to control the wind, but he immediately thought that he is a Taoist, so it is normal for him to know how to control the wind. After all, the technique of controlling the wind is a Taoist spell.However, he doesn't know the art of controlling the wind, but only the art of controlling the sword.

After calling out the Zijin Xuantian Sword and stepping on the flying sword, Ye Xiaoyao caught up with Sima Wei in a few moments. Obviously, the flying speed of Yufengshu is not as fast as Yujianshu.

"Fellow Daoist is stepping on a magic weapon?" Sima Wei saw Ye Xiaoyao who was chasing up, and at the first sight he spotted the purple gold Xuantian sword under his feet, he couldn't help but gasped, and asked aloud.

Ye Xiaoyao nodded with a smile, then shook his head and explained: "It's a magic weapon, but it's different from a magic weapon. It's similar to a Taoist magic weapon."

Magical weapons, the low-end weapons used by monks, are stronger than mortal objects, but weaker than spiritual weapons in Lingwu Continent. However, the magic weapons of monks are similar to weapons in Lingwu Continent, both have magical abilities and functions .

"magic weapon!"

Sima Wei was even more shocked. What is Ye Xiaoyao's background? He is stronger than him at a young age, and he has a legendary magic weapon in his hand. This guy can't be a disciple of some ancient cultivating sect!

Envious of the Zijin Xuantian Sword in his heart for a while, he lowered his body and landed on an open space above the back mountain.

Ye Xiaoyao followed closely and landed beside him.

"Hehe, I don't know why Fellow Daoist Xiaoyao came to look for Shui Jing? Also, Fellow Daoist is a disciple of the ancient immortal sect?" Sima slightly brushed his beard under his forehead and asked him with a smile.

Ye Xiaoyao did not answer his question first, but with a wave of his hand, he put out two sofas, a table, some fruit dishes and fine wine, and then smiled at him: "Fellow Taoist, please sit down, let's talk slowly and in detail! "

Ye Xiaoyao's hand shocked Sima Wei again, he stared at these things that appeared out of nowhere, and said in a trembling voice: "Daoist Xiaoyao, is this the supernatural power in the sleeve, or the magic weapon for storing things?"

"It's just a magic weapon for storage, I don't know how to keep things in my sleeves!"

Ye Xiaoyao explained something, then sat down on the sofa with a smile, then stretched out his hand and smiled at him: "Fellow Daoist, please sit down!"

Sima Wei calmed down his emotions before sitting down.

Ye Xiaoyao picked up the wine bottle and asked him, "Can you drink, fellow Taoist?"

"You can drink some!" Sima nodded slightly.

Poured a glass of Moutai for each of them, Ye Xiaoyao put down the bottle, raised the glass, and smiled at him, "I respect you, fellow Taoist." After saying that, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Sima Wei also raised his wine glass when he heard the words, and drank it down in one gulp just like Ye Xiaoyao.

"This wine..."

"How?" Ye Xiaoyao asked with a smile.

"Very good. Although this wine is not a spiritual wine, it is still the best in the world. It is very good!" Sima pursed his lips slightly and praised with a smile.

Ye Xiaoyao nodded with a smile, poured another glass for him, and then got down to business: "I heard that Fellow Daoist has great talent, so I want to ask Fellow Daoist to help me. I don't know if you would like it?"

Sima Wei was about to raise his hand to raise his wine glass, when he heard the words, he couldn't help but stop his hands, looked at him unexpectedly, and asked in surprise, "What do you mean, fellow Taoist Xiaoyao, what do you need Shui Jing to do for you?"

"Nowadays the people all over the world are miserable. I feel pity for all sentient beings. I just want to save them, put an end to this corrupt Han Dynasty, and establish a new order. Moreover, the Han Dynasty will be in chaos, and countless civilian soldiers will die in the chaos. I can't bear it, and I want to end this troubled world!" Ye Xiaoyao said with an expression of compassion for all sentient beings, and he was only about to shed a few tears like Liu Da'er.

Why don't you just want to overthrow the big man!
Sima Wei slandered in his heart, but on his face he said with a cheerful smile: "Okay! Good! Unfortunately, we are monks, and there is a definite number for this mortal matter. It's not good for us to participate!" He meant very much. Obviously, we masters don't care about the life and death of mortals. This is a fixed number and we cannot participate.

Ye Xiaoyao squinted his eyes, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, are you afraid of being entangled in karma?"

Sima nodded slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Yes! After all, we are not real gods, and we haven't reached the point of being invincible. If we get involved in the struggle of the world, we will die if we fail!"

What Sima Wei said is also true, monks in the gestational period can still be killed, but it is not easy, and in the records of the Three Kingdoms on the earth plane, several "living gods" were killed by mortals, For example, Yu Ji and Zuo Ci.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't worry, I won't let you go into battle to kill the enemy, I just need you to help me sit in the back and teach some students to come out, how about it?" Ye Xiaoyao said with a smile, a general is enough to go into battle to kill the enemy, if Sima Wei still needs to go into battle, so if he still fights for the world, he just goes into battle and kills all the enemies.

To fight for the world is to be recognized by the people and the Dao of Heaven. Only in this way will the Dao of Heaven bring down the fate of the country, otherwise he will only get a kingdom of mortals instead of the fate of the country. This is obviously not in his interest.

If you want to get the fortune of the country, you have to fight against the soldiers, generals, and do it once. It doesn't mean that if you don't have enemies, you can get the approval of heaven to lower the fortune of the country.Personal strength may be recognized by the Dao of Heaven in the Lingwu Continent, but in the ordinary small world, it is necessary to compete for the world.

　In a word, the national destiny of the small world needs to be won through battles. You cannot destroy all the forces and enemies by yourself. You need the cooperation of your subordinates to be recognized.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)