Wang Quan's mind went blank for a moment.
Then he saw Qing Xuanzi standing 30 feet away with blood dripping from his mouth.
Although he didn't understand what happened, but maybe he won?
Wang Quan quickly sheathed his sword and helped Qing Xuanzi up. "Taoist priest, are you alright?"
Qing Xuanzi wiped the blood from his mouth, "I'm fine, I was careless."
He held back the blood rushing up his throat and forced a smile. "Not bad, you already have the power of Nature Dao, but it's still a bit rough."
To put it simply, having power without any technique means there's no way to perfectly use power.
He was referring to Wang Quan's performance at the beginning.
However, this was normal. After all, Wang Quan had reached the Nature of Dao level in just two hours …
But the lightning at the end …
That was no longer borrowing the world's essence, it was controlling the world's power.
Borrowing and controlling, that was the difference between Nature Dao and Void Transformation.
And his eyes that suddenly changed color, as well as the aura that was similar to the shackles of Heaven …
How is that possible …
Wu walked over and patted Wang Quan's shoulder. "Ah Quan, since you have the power to protect yourself, then this old man will now officially invite you … to join our organization."
Wang Quan raised his eyebrows. "Organization?"
"That was founded by a few of us, the goal is exactly what you think."
Wu smiled. "Let's go, I happen to have a courtyard nearby, we can talk there."
Wang Quan nodded.
…
Three miles away, in a villa somewhere.
Wang Quan and the others were invited into the house.
Su Zicheng and Luo Xiao were not excluded.
After sitting down and drinking tea, Wang Quan asked: "Senior, what kind of organization is it?"
"We're very loose, our goal is … to change the world! Although it's only in the past. "
"Wait a minute." Wang Quan looked at the pale Su Zicheng and the trembling Luo Xiao. "I understand, if we say something like that, we won't be able to leave."
Then he smiled and said: "But I'm still very interested, what's the name of your organization?"
Could it be the Akatsuki?
No, no, no. This kind of martial arts style should be called "Immortals" or "Myths".
Old friend Wu and the others looked at each other before saying, "No name."
"No name?"
"No name." Old Friend Wu said slowly, "Ah Quan, we've all seen what you've done. What's your final goal?"
The ultimate goal … Wang Quan also wanted to know.
Why did he feel unhappy?
Because this Wuxia world was different from the Wuxia world he knew.
He had thought of a green-robed man wielding a sword to settle debts of gratitude and revenge, but he had not expected to encounter such a world.
He was mentally unstable, so he wanted to make himself more comfortable.
Thus, he did whatever he thought of.
First, he distributed secret manuals to disrupt the order of the World of Martial Arts. Then, he destroyed sects one by one to increase the chaos. On the other hand, he used education and other methods to make the people have other thoughts.
What was the saying in Let the Bullets Fly?
First, ignite the anger in their hearts!
Transcendents, Wang Quan would handle it!
At most, it would just increase the spiritual pollution! What's so great about it? He had to vent his pent-up anger first!
As for the secret manuals?
They were really not important to him.
Everyone could go to school. Wasn't this a normal thing for him?
After thinking for a while, he answered, "I just want everyone to have a good life. At least within the framework, they can rely on their own efforts to live a better life."
He expressed his thoughts.
"Using force to mobilize the people and then shattering the Holy Land's oppression of the world?"
Qi Bai, the abandoned disciple of the Jinglun Academy, laughed. "We've had this idea for a long time, and we were even close to succeeding."
But in the end, they gave up.
Wang Quan frowned. "Is it because the other party has a peerless master who can suppress the world alone?"
"Hehe …" Qi Bai did not answer directly, but asked, "What do you think of this place?"
Wang Quan said, "The Holy Land controls the court, and then intimidates the sects of the World of Martial Arts. The sects then exploit the people.
"The people are afraid, but they dare not resist. There are cases of people selling themselves to bury their fathers and wrapping their bodies in straw mats. It's normal for families to starve."
Qi Bai let out a long sigh. "You're right, but this is a golden age."
"A golden age?" Wang Quan almost laughed out loud.
If this was a golden age, then he must have lived in a fairyland in his previous life.
Seeing his disdain, Qi Bai said, "How is it not a golden age? At least there are no people who are starving."
He looked at Wang Quan and said word by word, "Ah Quan, have you ever seen a person who cut off his own arm and cooked it with tree bark for his son to eat because he was hungry?
"I have, because I was the one who ate my father's arm."
Wang Quan fell silent.
He had never seen it.
It was mentioned in the history books, but it was only a sentence.
"White bones are exposed in the wilderness, and no rooster crows for a thousand miles."
On the news, a little girl hugged her father's corpse and cried, "What did we do wrong?"
In Mexico, a car full of seven people were shot by machine guns.
When Wang Quan saw the news, he only felt bad and cursed, "Too far from heaven, too close to the ugly."
After that? Nothing.
He suddenly asked, "How does it feel to be hungry?"
He had never experienced it before.
If he was hungry, there would be food.
He was even picky about his food. He would not eat this or that, he would feel disgusted just by looking at the fat.
Qi Bai said, "There are thousands of bugs biting your abdomen. You can use a rope to tie your stomach. When you're hungry, you can grab a handful of mud and drink it. "
"Wine and meat stink, frozen bones lie on the road." Wang Quan did not understand, "Shouldn't you overturn the mountains above? Speaking of which, you guys are already in the state of nature Dao and can change the weather, why can't you change the world?"
If there was a drought, it would rain. If there was a flood, it would evaporate.
What kind of natural disaster could there be?
"Two questions," Qi Bai raised two fingers, "First, where there is a drought, Qing Xuan can make it rain. Where there is a flood, Ku Du can solve it.
"But this can only change a place temporarily, it's not a long-term solution. Unless all the experts in the state of nature Dao can unite and sacrifice themselves to improve the environment in the long run.
"But most of the people in the state of nature Dao … don't need to rely on ordinary people to live a good life. Those in the state of nature Dao can live for two hundred years without eating or drinking by absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth.
"All they think about is how to become stronger, how to break through Insightful Emptiness, and find a way to transcend this world."
"We don't try to break through Insightful Emptiness because we are afraid that we will lose our humanity and become like them." Qi Bai asked, "It's good that everyone is educated. But Ah Quan, how can we not starve?"
Wang Quan was having a headache.
This was the irreconcilable contradiction caused by the different needs of different classes.
He suddenly felt very heavy.
A few mountains were pressing on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.
He was just an ordinary person, he only had theories but no practice.
What did he know?
He suddenly felt a surge of ruthlessness in his heart.
He did not want to think about these anymore. He just wanted to unsheathe his sword and kill them all.
At this moment, a small hand was placed in his palm.
A gentle breeze seemed to blow away the anxiety in his heart.
"Ah Jiu?"
The white-haired girl held his hand and suddenly raised her hand to stroke the space between his eyebrows, smoothing out the wrinkles between his eyebrows. "Brother, you just need to wear a green robe and fight for justice. You don't need to think about these things."
Wang Quan sighed and said, "How can I not think about it …"
As a political expert, he was best at discussing these things with people on the Internet.
Although, he was only a political expert.
Food … Where did he get so much food?
Ah Jiu tilted her head and waved her hand. The air was torn apart.
Then, dozens of kilograms of gold fell out. "We can buy food with this first."
Wang Quan shook his head with a bitter smile.
It was useless to quench his thirst except to make him feel better.
Ah Jiu waved her hand again. Large and small woven bags fell out of the torn space.
Wang Quan was stunned. "What are these?"
Ah Jiu pointed at them one by one. "Corn, watermelon, loofah, potatoes, sugar cane, cotton, soybeans, mung beans, millet, hybrid rice, wheat, sweet potatoes. These are all seeds. There are also fertilizers.
"I have 30 tons here."
The things she took out alone filled up half the room.
Wang Quan was dumbfounded. He stuttered, "When … when did you put all these in?"
Why didn't he know?!
Ah Jiu said lightly, "Ye Shengge asked me to bring more food when we came here. She said that you're a picky eater and won't be used to the food here. I also brought a lot of toilet paper. But Brother, you brought some for yourself, so I didn't mention it.
"I've experienced this kind of place … so I prepared these."
She shuddered and rushed to the top of Wang Quan's head!
As if he had won the lottery, he picked Jiu up and spun her around a few times. He even kissed her cheeks a few times and said,
"Ah Jiu! My god! "
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