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    The empire's top master, Ji Wuxin, never dreamed that after a lifetime of glory, one day he would end up in such a miserable state.

    If you are really weak, you can still accept your fate if you are destroyed, but what is going on in this situation?  The strength exceeded it by so much, and it was almost a crushing situation, but the ship unexpectedly capsized.  .

    The most unacceptable thing is that it¡¯s already almost done, but the only thing that¡¯s bad is the last superfluous step.

    Ji Wuxin's mood can no longer be described as just depressed. In a fit of anger, blood flows like a stream.

    His desperate fighting style of only attacking but not defending was a huge drain on his body, especially when the attack rebounded and the serious injuries he sustained became fatal.  Coupled with Zhao Zongyang's current "teasing", he was even more furious and blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth.

    With the passage of life energy, it soon reached the point of exhaustion.

    "Master Ji can be regarded as a great master. When he leaves, he should not be too cold and should be dignified." Zhao Zongyang slowly pressed the golden blade against Ji Wuxin's neck: "I will be the one to see Master off on his last journey.  "

    "Haha, I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of a yellow-haired boy in the end after spending my whole life. It's really ridiculous!" Ji Wuxin already understood his situation at this time, and there was no chance of survival.  It is absolutely impossible for Zhao Zongyang to keep his enemy and obstacles on the way forward.

    It would be the same if I were in that angle.

    He is very free and easy, unlike many people.  You were awesome and coaxing before, but once you lose, you cry for your father and mother, kneel down and beg for mercy.  As the number one master in Kaiyuan, his dignity before his death was still intact.

    "I have been in Kaiyuan Wudi for many years, and I have never made any mistakes. But you are the only one who made me lose my sight. Kaiyuan actually produced a genius with such evil qualifications as you. If you are not the son of the late emperor. Then.  It is Kaiyuan's great fortune. But you are the late emperor's surviving son, which is a disaster for the entire Kaiyuan!" Ji Wuxin's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his expression was cold.

    "You are going to mess up the entire Kaiyuan. You are going to be in ruins, you are going to be in dire straits, and you are going to become a sinner of history."

    "What a joke. If the Marquis wants to take back what belongs to him, he will become a sinner? When it comes to disasters, who can compare with Zhao Tianyun?" Zhao Zongyang sneered: "Look at what he has done in the twelve years since he ascended the throne.  ?Didn¡¯t the common people be pushed into dire straits? They were weak externally and tough internally. The common people had no means of living, and the aristocracy was in a state of intoxication. The saddest thing is that all the spirit passed down by the late emperor was discarded, as if the soul had been taken away, leaving only  A walking corpse.¡±

    "What do you know? The emperor must be as tall as the emperor, how can you understand it?" Ji Wuxin shouted coldly: "For the sake of the whole world, what do mere commoners mean?"

    "How could I not understand? He has his own plans. If not, how could he be able to secure the world?" Zhao Zongyang snorted coldly: "For a person who has no ability and relies on betrayal to seize the throne,  His light was completely overshadowed by the late emperor, like a firefly, insignificant compared to the bright moon. If he did not completely destroy the inherent system and spirit and force his own set of ideas into the minds of the people, how could he sit still?  Stability? What he fears most is that ordinary people have ideas and beliefs. Such people are too difficult to control.

    It's a pity that a person with no talent and no morals like him broke the old moral system, but was unable to create a new one, which led to the moral collapse of the entire country and the collapse of faith; the officials had no official morals, they were just moths and beasts, and the people had no morals.  The hearts and minds of the people are in a state of disunity and dying.  As for the culprit who messed up Kaiyuan, who can compare with him?  "

    "You are slandering His Majesty's great achievements. Your so-called thoughts and beliefs are of no use. This world is one where the weak eat the strong and build a country by force. What's the use of all those words?" Ji Wuxin said disdainfully.

    "You are wrong. You all think that the law of the jungle is stronger than the strong. Then I want to ask you, why do Tianluo and Dazhou have more masters than us? Is it because their territory is vaster, or is it because they have more resources?  Are they richer, or do they have a larger population?" Zhao Zongyang sneered: "Speaking of these three points, no one can come out of Kaiyuan today. Then why are we weaker than others when we have such a great country?"

    "What's the use of having more people? There are fewer cultivators and even fewer geniuses. Ten thousand ordinary people are not worth one genius." Ji Wuxin said: "Although Tianluo and Dazhou have small territories and small populations, their number of cultivators  There are many, and there are more geniuses. Kaiyuan cannot compare to this!"

    "Why do we have so few geniuses? Are Kaiyuan people all born fools and idiots? It's not because there are few geniuses, but because geniuses can't emerge. How many geniuses are being strangled and buried! There is no shortage of seedlings of genius here.  ??It is the soil of genius.  "Zhao Zongyang said this with some indignation: "In order to protect their vested interests, the nobles forcefully cut off the cultivators. The lower class people have no way to reach the threshold of cultivation. Countless talented people have been eliminated before they have time to shine.  And the children of nobles who have enough resources to practice cultivation are born with a golden key in their mouths, have endless wealth and power to squander in their lifetime, and lack the ambition and spiritual pursuit, so where can they find any motivation?

    Under such circumstances, except for a very small number of geniuses, who else can emerge?  Even these geniuses will stagnate due to lack of opponents and competition.  "Zhao Zongyang said: "Why do you go to a place like Xantian Sect, no matter who you are, you make rapid progress?  Is it just because resources are abundant?  What's more important is the competitive atmosphere where experts gather, so if you don't work hard, you will be finished.  "

    Ji Wuxin¡¯s face looked extremely pale.  He had always felt that Kaiyuan had too few talents, but he had never thought so seriously about why this was the case.  Now Zhao Zongyang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

    "Although there is some truth in what you said, it is because of their own problems. What does it have to do with the thoughts and beliefs you mentioned? His Majesty is a man of great talent and strategy, and can be called an emperor through the ages!" Even then, he was still stubborn.

    "I found that Master Ji is not only a master of cultivation, but also very good at flattering. If you join the Five-Coin Party, those guys will have nothing to eat." Zhao Zongyang said disdainfully: "What is your own problem? Have you ever thought about this?  It's not a matter of cultivation level at all, it's a matter of a country's culture. Those morals and culture that you most despise, those so-called lip service, are actually the true inheritance of a country.

    In the land of Kaiyuan, dynasties have changed countless times. What kind of peerless hero or top master has never appeared?  But the result is that once they die, the country will be destroyed. Will their cultivation be passed down?  What is really passed down is the customs and moral system of this nation, so until now, this place is not called Tianluo or Dazhou.

    Because of the inheritance of thousands of generations, this nation has a foundation. Even if there are countless powerful alien invasions, what will be the result?  They have all been assimilated.  As long as this nation has its own spirit and beliefs, it will not disappear. This is the soul of a nation.

    "It is a pity that the beliefs and morals that have existed for thousands of years have been completely destroyed by Zhao Tianyun in just ten years. He is worthy of being an emperor through the ages.  "

    Ji Wuxin vomited out a pool of blood again, and said stubbornly: "What you said has nothing to do with cultivation. Do the people of Zhou have morals? What kind of benevolence does a rogue country like Tianluo have? But  They just have many talents and a strong country, what do you say?"

    "Say you have no brains, you are a good person. Say you are smart, but you are still pretending to be confused. The strength of these countries has nothing to do with their moral beliefs? Their hooligans and bullies are all external,  Look at their nobles, who dares to treat the people of their own country like nothing?"

    "Let's not talk about Dazhou. This nation is too cohesive. For a goal, the whole country can unite as one, regardless of personal gains and losses. This spirit is too terrible. This is the soul of their nation." Zhao Zongyang continued: "We  Let¡¯s talk about Tianluo, the most rogue country in the world. Their culture is inclusive and puts aside the nonsense of so-called ¡°equality and freedom¡±. Their belief is actually the realization of personal values. What they admire most is the reversal of the grassroots people working hard to realize their dreams.  Alas, stories like this happen almost every day. They promote this spirit all day long and call it Tianluo Dream.

    We don¡¯t care whether this Tian Luo Meng is bragging or how much moisture there is, but the result is that their bottom layer has a chance to change their destiny, and the upward flow channel is not completely closed.  In the face of opportunities, all fools know how to work hard, competition is extremely fierce, and the entire country is full of vigor and upward motivation.

    Even if they are all idiots and idiots, after working so hard, how many geniuses will emerge?  "Zhao Zongyang glanced at the ashen-faced Ji Wuxin with disdain: "You people, when facing a powerful enemy, don't dare to face up to their strengths, so you can only verbally abuse them, and then add some chicken blood and shout a few times, "Kill Zhou Mieluo."  "Unify the world" slogan, and then continued to indulge in extravagance.  If you could shout people out by shouting slogans, then Kaiyuan would have been invincible.  To defeat the enemy, you must first respect the enemy, learn their strengths, and improve your own strength.  As for you, you neither respect your enemies nor your own people. You are so alienated from morality that you are in power and are like this. It is a weird thing!  "

    "Poof" Ji Wuxin's blood spurted out.

    "What's the use of saying so much? What can you change?" Ji Wuxin asked the last questionAfter taking a breath, he said: "You are also a royal family, and all you think about are all these messy things. What good does this do to you?"

    "You don't understand my world. I will use my own way to change this country." Zhao Zongyang said lightly: "It's a pity that you won't be able to see this day."

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