Calamity of Tomorrow

After hearing what Li Xiuzhu said, Elder Tianjian said lightly: "What if it fails? I am afraid that Heaven will really tear our face with us, and the human condition will be even worse."

Li Xiuzhu: "The number of human races is one million times that of fairy gods. Our creativity is one hundred times that of demon gods. We came out of the wild era. We defeated demons. We created the path of spiritual cultivation. Developed scientific and technological civilization.

Of the gods and goddesses, which one did not come out along the path of cultivation created by our people? They used to be just mortals like us. "

"Since they can make warfare weapons, why can't we? Mortals must not be better than immortals?"

Jian Hui listened to what Li Xiuzhu said, although not all could understand, but still felt the blood boiling.

But the elder Tianjian beside him floated in the air, silent and silent.

Li Xiuzhu went on to say: "I must make a distortion of weapons. Force is the ultimate guarantee of a civilization. Without distortion weapons, human beings can never have their own sovereignty before immortals."

"Just over a hundred years have passed, how many humans have forgotten the origin of the immortal god? How many people think that the immortal **** is naturally more noble than humans, and that we are inherently inferior to them."

"If you go another twenty or fifty years, can you imagine what the future will look like? Our children and grandchildren will become their slaves."

Li Xiuzhu said coldly: "Even if the four major gates are not participating, I will definitely make it. You only have two choices, either work with me or sit and watch the gods stop me. The situation of the human race is getting worse."

Elder Tianjian: "You threaten me?"

Li Xiuzhu sighed, his tone relaxed a little: "Tianjian, help me, it's not really impossible, I won't come to you. The manpower and resources required to study distortion weapons are not enough for me."

Jian Hui, who was on the side, couldn't help but say, "Elder, let's also study distortion weapons?"

Elder Tianjian said coldly: "Shut up, what do you know? You don't even know what aberration weapons are."

After being silent for a while, Tian Jian then slowly spoke, telling about what happened sixty years ago, bringing everyone in front of her into the memory.

"More than 60 years ago, before the quiet scattered people disappeared, the immortals of Wanxian Island studied with us how to control distortion and how to allow humans to continue to soar under the circumstances of overcoming distortion."

"At that time, more than ten immortals were sent to study distortion with us and explore the mysteries of heaven."

"But as a result ... the quiet people disappeared, all the research materials were burned, the immortals withdrew, and even the person in charge at the time was detained in the court of heaven."

"The count ... is spreading distortion."

Tian Jian said lightly: "You have to study the aberration weapon, that is, you have touched the inverse scale of heaven, how do you want the current humans to confront the gods?"

Li Xiuzhu: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Dead? Look at my current body." Tianjian said coldly: "I'm afraid I can't die." At this moment, the elder Tianjian's distortion sword exudes a faint metallic light, and there seems to be a little blood flowing out.

Li Xiuzhu spoke, but Jian Hui found that at this moment she could not hear what the other party said. It only seemed that Li Xiuzhu and the elder Tianjian were discussing fiercely, and there was a constant flicker of sword air or incandescent Yuanshen power in the air.

Jian Hui looked at the two nervously, not knowing what the result of the conversation they had just had.

After a long time, Li Xiuzhu stopped talking, and only heard the elder Tianjian said lightly, "What do you want?"

Li Xiuzhu: "Thirty years ago in Kunlun, the Kunlun Tiangong crashed. Your Jijian Pavilion is the closest. I want you to steal information from the Kunlun Tiangong."

Elder Tianjian laughed helplessly: "You really have a big appetite."

Li Xiuzhu also smiled and said, "There are still monks who participated in the Wanxian Island cooperative research 60 years ago. I want as much as I want."

Elder Tianjian: "Yes, but you should know that most of them have been taken away by the plague."

Li Xiuzhu nodded, his voice was cold: "I will rescue them. Then the rest of the things, according to the plan we set."

Watching Li Xiuzhu turn and leave, and gradually disappeared into the darkness, the elder Tianjian couldn't help asking: "Li Xiuzhu, this time Da Luotian argues, what are your plans?"

Li Xiuzhu's figure gradually dissipated, only his voice echoed in Jianhui's ear.

"Da Luotian argued that it was just that Tianting, relying on his own strength and signboard, forcibly wanted to divide the people's identity and luck."

"But fame and luck ... should be fought for by ourselves, not by heaven."

Looking at the departing Li Xiuzhu, Jian Hui couldn't help but said, "Elder, I also want to participate in the study of distortion weapons."

...

While the human race elite was working hard, Zhou Bai was also working hard, step by step.

"From today on, Yan Hai (Yan Shan's brother) is the general manager of our Heixa company, everyone applaud!"

"I feel that Yan Shan and Yan Hai have really got my true story, and the company will depend on them both in the future.

I also like research more than managing a company. I decided that from now on, the company's operations will be handed over to Yan Shan and Yan Hai. I will be mainly responsible for class and production of Heihai Heixa. "

"Yan Shan Yan Hai, your parents will be proud of you in the future, and you will be the ones who change the world and change the heavens."

"By the way, the new classmates will hand over Bing Xindan, and Guihai Heisha will pick it up on the other side."

Lazy value: 2.2 million.

...

Along with Yan Shan's efforts, the name of Guihai Heixa also spread a little bit in the circle of fairy gods.

"Have you heard? Yan Shan has begun to sell Guihai Heisha."

"I've heard that it's ridiculous to buy their Guihai Heixa even if they have anti-bingxindan."

"But I heard they made a lot. I saw him buy another dragon cart a few days ago. I heard that he can now get 50 Bingxindan every week. He will double the cave this year."

"What? 50 Bingxindan every week? I broke through to the sixth level, and my dad never awarded me so many things."

After listening to several people's discussions, Zheng Wenguang frowned slightly, always feeling that things were not easy.

Since returning last time, he reported the incident of Xiyue City to Ziyang Zhenjun, and was appalled by the meal and stayed in Central City.

But on the one hand Zheng Wenguang felt that something was strange, and on the other hand he felt that his investment was reasonable.

At this moment I heard conversations with several immortal gods, especially Yan Shan taking 50 Bingxindan every week. He couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about? What happened to Yan Shan?"

After a conversation, one of the fairy gods said, "Shall we go and see?"

"Just listen to the class. Anyway, I don't take any magic weapon or elixir."

Zheng Wenguang: "It's a big deal not to buy their Guihai Heixa, can they still buy and sell?"

Zheng Wenguang and several immortal gods talked and went to Xiyue City together.

Lazy value: 2.8 million