After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

Why open up the wisdom of the people?

It wasn't until Wen Quxing stood up and said that because of the great epidemic in the world, the world would be chaotic, and Zhao Wenhe could get a lot of benefits, and the benefits would be distributed to the group of Awakened people who listened to the training, that the other Awakened people became excited.

Because Wen Quxing treats them as smart people (Zhao Wenhe's standard), only smart people can see the rabbits and not scatter the eagles, get some benefits in an impractical way, and come out with good-looking pictures, who will tell you.

Wen Quxing echoed Zhao Wenhe.

"It is said in the "Tao Te Ching" that those who are good in ancient times are not based on enlightening the people, but will be fooled. The people are difficult to govern because of their wisdom. Today, the imperial court does not understand the ancient teachings and does not respect the sages. This is the sign of a country that is subjugated. "

What Wen Quxing said is also a train of thought. Lao Tzu said that politicians who were able to govern the country in ancient times should understand that the policy of ignoring the people is a national policy, because the people are difficult to govern because the people are smart, and the ruling class cannot be fooled.

Zhao Wenhe felt more and more that Wen Quxing's words were pleasant to listen to, and those who quoted scriptures were well-read, so he asked.

"Aiqing is so familiar with classics, but her family has a long history?"

Wen Quxing smiled triumphantly.

"Ye's scholarly family of the Five Dynasties, the Taizu of the Dazheng Dynasty was the Great Confucian of Run'an—Ye Xinxin."

Zhao Wenhe's eyes lit up, and he said happily.

"I have seen Ling Zu's post of returning to the night in the wind and snow back then. The small seal script in one hand has strong muscles and bones, which shows the profound literary and rationale."

Wen Quxing cupped his fists and bowed.

"The family ancestor can be appreciated by His Majesty, and he can be regarded as resting in peace under the Nine Springs."

Zhao Wenhe laughed loudly.

"Okay, okay, it's really my destiny. I was born alone, not only with Bai Ze by my side."

Zhao Wenhe looked at Zhou Yan, who was full of displeasure, and then at Wen Quxing, who appeared to be respectful on the surface, but thought about how to backstab this bitch, who almost said that he wanted to worship his adoptive father.

"There is a great Confucianism in front, and there is hope for the revival of Dazheng."

Wen Quxing dismounted along the slope.

"Your Majesty, what Ye said before is all true. Now that the Eastern Xia Federation is raging with epidemics, the federal government has lost its trust in the people. Waiting for Your Majesty to come to the world, as long as you hold the picture of Bai Ze and show your auspiciousness, let me By manipulating public opinion, the hearts of the people will follow, but it’s just a backhand.”

Although everyone can read and write in this era, it is still necessary for a teacher to be famous.

If Zhao Wenhe was born with a picture of Bai Ze, he would definitely bluff many people, and those bluffed would then go on to bluff others, and in this cycle, Zhao Wenhe is the son of heaven, and he was recognized by the spokesperson of the heavens, Bai Ze Things can bind Zhao Wenhe's reputation, making people feel that she is really the emperor.

Once others think it is so, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not.

"only……"

Wen Quxing smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid this epidemic is..."

Zhao Wenhe waved his hand.

"There is a way to treat this great epidemic, and it can also prevent this great epidemic from harming the people of the orphan."

Wen Quxing pretended to be surprised.

"Is this true?"

Zhao Wenhe raised his head and held his chest out.

"How can there be a fake?!"

"Wonderful, wonderful, it's really my destiny, Your Majesty, I'm waiting for grand plans and hegemony, it's really within easy reach."

Zhao Wenhe blushed with joy.

Wen Quxing flattered Zhao Wenhe a few more words, and then said that it was not early, and left the Dawu Hall first, followed by Zhou Yan, who had been silent all along, and teased in his heart as soon as he left the Dawu Hall.

"Old Ye, you can really speak, this Zhao Wenhe laughed like an idiot just now."

Wenquxing responded cheerfully.

"A literati, isn't the mouth that can speak the language the best? If I want to, I can change eighteen routines to blow you, and every blow can hit your heart."

Wen Quxing didn't want to say it at all. When he was young, he relied on one mouth and blew into the hearts of countless girls, and then blew on the bed.

Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head, then said.

"Old Ye, I thought of a method just now, yes, um, I don't know how it will work, but I think I can try it."

Wen Quxing asked back.

"What is your relationship with me, Mr. Xiao, you just say it."

Zhou Yan looked at the twelve suspended fairy mountains outside Dawu Mountain.

"I want to visit those fairy mountains."

Wen Quxing responded immediately.

"Those places are very dangerous, and I can't guarantee whether I can survive from those places!"

Zhou Yan sighed.

"It's okay, these fairy mountains are high-level illusions, and I'm immune to illusions."

When Zhou Yan was in the Dawu Hall, he had been thinking about how to break the situation. Due to his own ability and the conditions that could be used, Zhou Yan thought about it, and finally settled on the few hanging fairy mountains.

Those fairy mountains are places that even Zhou Yan, who is immune to illusion, can't see through. Obviously, they have reached the point where the emptiness becomes reality. I am afraid that there is some terrible power to maintain this level of illusion.

Maybe I can win the support of this powerful man, and then, let alone kill Zhao Wenhe directly, I just need to open the closed Penglai Island and let the four elephants into it.

Wen Quxing said worriedly.

"Sir, I still feel..."

"I'll take Qingcai with me."

The nine-color deer is raised by the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng, and he likes it very much. Moreover, Qingcai has stayed in Penglai Dawu Mountain for more than 200 years. Zhou Yan always feels that if Penglai has great power, he must recognize Qingcai. With Qingcai's relationship, Zhou Yan felt that the danger was guaranteed.

After all, not every celestial beast is Zhao Wenhe, the lunatic who dared to slaughter the Heavenly Emperor Dojo. The real dragon, who is known as the great sage of the soul, was scared away after hearing Zhao Wenhe's talk of restoring the country.

Wen Quxing was silent for a while, then responded again.

"Mr. Xiao has such a heart, it is a blessing for the common people."

Zhou Yan laughed lightly.

"But now I have plague in my body, and I'm being monitored by Zhao Wenhe, Mr. Ye, you have to find a way to prevent Zhao Wenhe from finding out that I'm running away."

Wen Quxing sneered lowly.

"This is a trivial matter, little sir, you go to sleep now, the old man casts a spell in his dream to make a fake body for you, to keep you safe from the plague, and to hide from Zhao Wenhe's sight."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but sigh, it's convenient to have the help of a big boss, if I'm alone now, I'm afraid I can't do anything.

Zhou Yan and Wen Quxing separated, Zhou Yan went to Xiao'an Temple, and instead of licking foxes or sucking nine-color deer, he went directly to the bedroom, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Darkness soon fell.

"Sir."

Wen Quxing's voice appeared from Zhou Yan's ear, Zhou Yan shook, the light in front of his eyes brightened, and then Zhou Yan saw the bed where he was lying and sleeping. I saw a guy exactly like myself lying on the bed.

Zhou Yan opened up the attributes of this guy.

Name: Phantom Fake.

Effect: The fake body composed of Wen Qi can almost be faked.

Zhou Yan got out of bed and walked towards the entrance of Xiao'an Hall.

At the door, Su Xiaowan and Chongming Niao fell to the ground, snoring and sleeping.

The Nine-Colored Deer that was gnawing weeds on the ground raised its head at this moment, staring blankly at the other Nine-colored Deer that was gnawing weeds in front of her.

"elder brother……"

The Nine-Colored Deer stretched out its little hoof, pointing at the little guy who looked like her in front of her.

"This guy, this guy, is my sister?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

No, it was a fake body created by Wenquxing.

Zhou Yan walked up to Jiu Se Lu and hugged the idiot, Jiu Se Lu looked at Zhou Yan suspiciously.

Zhou Yan said in a low voice.

"Qing Cai, go play with my brother."

This melon boy is best to be deceived, and he will believe anything.

Nine-colored deer's eyes lit up instantly.

"Yeah, go play with my brother, hey, brother, where do you want to go..."

Zhou Yan hugged the Nine-colored Deer silently, and ran towards the nearest floating fairy mountain.

In the distance, a mountain top.

Wen Quxing stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, the old man murmured.

"I didn't expect that I, an old man over 100 years old, would now rely on an underage child."

"The more you mess around, the more you will go back."

Chapter 30 Linshan Cave

After Zhou Yan awakened the skill of Xiao Qiankun, he has the ability to step on the air, that is, he can step on any space point. This is not flying, but it is better than flying.

After Wenquxing helped Zhou Yan and the Nine-colored Deer make a fake, Zhou Yan carried the Nine-colored Deer and flew through the air, rushing towards the nearest floating fairy mountain at the speed of sound.

Zhou Yan observed these floating fairy mountains after they appeared, and according to the information given by Bai Ze’s ability, they are creations of very high-level illusions that condense the virtual into reality, because this thing has been faked to the point of reality, and Zhou Yan is immune to all illusions ∞ The spirit can't see through the core of these illusions.

If you can't see through it, you can't see it through. Now is not the time to be particular about the situation. Zhou Yan just wants to find this big guy who uses illusion as soon as possible.

The Nine-Colored Deer in Zhou Yan's arms twisted a few times, feeling uncomfortable, so it turned into a human figure with the body of a little lolita. This little guy is easy to move when he is small, and he asked cheerfully.

"Brother, brother, where are we going next? Shall we play peek-a-boo, or skip rope? Qingcai skipping rope is great."

"stop!"

Suddenly, a group of cranes flew out from a floating fairy mountain that Zhou Yan was going to. The group of cranes formed a queue and surrounded Zhou Yan.