When night fell, Mu Qianmei, Liu Tingfeng, and Zhou Yunxi took a big carriage and drove from the City Lord's Mansion in Magnolia City to Cuiyun City.

On the carriage, Liu Tingfeng, who had not spoken, finally said leisurely:

"In the future, Senior Sister will be even busier!"

There was a faint sense of loss in his tone, because according to the similar life course before, they would become less together and more separated.

Mu Qianmei said softly:

"I know you don't like the strife in the rivers and lakes, and you don't want to get involved in the struggle of the country, but we are already in the game now, and it is impossible to stay out of it.

"If the West Rain Country is destroyed, the most tragic will be the ordinary people, they are the most innocent, I don't want to see that happen, so I'm willing to do my best to change that ending."

Liu Tingfeng looked at the bustling crowd outside through the window of the carriage, and also felt something, now many people are saying that they have fled, if the war continues to spread, Xiyu Country will not have a truly peaceful land, where can they flee?

However, he still hates those inexplicable battles, but he has a good life, why toss all day long?

He suddenly remembered Qin Changfeng, and subconsciously said:

"Sword Venerable Qin Changfeng, after founding the Sword Sect, he chose to stay away from the strife of the country, independent of the Five Kingdoms, and chose to cultivate quietly, I envy that kind of life."

"When we listened to the creation of Xuelou, I thought that I would also become like the Sword Sect, stay away from national disputes, be a pure gang, and compete with other gangs on the rivers and lakes at most, but I didn't expect that now I will be involved in the national strife, and this national strife will be a protracted war."

This is probably the most different place between the two people, one wants to enter the WTO, and the other dreams of being born, but the two are inseparable, so only one person has to make a choice against his will.

Zhou Yunxi listened to the conversation between the two with a gentle expression, like a kind elder listening to the conversation of his children.

Mu Qianmei thought about it, and then said softly:

"In fact, as long as there are people, there are fights, even sects like Zen Buddhism and Qingyun sect are also full of intrigues, how can there ever be a real pure land in this world?"

"It's just that the scope of gang fights is relatively small, as long as they are properly controlled, there are almost no casualties, and the fight between countries is very large, once a war breaks out, there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of casualties every day, and in such a war, life is extremely humble and insignificant."

"Since the outbreak of the civil war in Xiyu, the casualties have been tens of millions, if the situation is allowed to develop, the final number of deaths will be beyond our imagination, if I don't do anything, it will become a knot in my heart, and in the future, with the continuous improvement of cultivation, the sense of guilt will be stronger, life is so long, the war cannot be endless, I believe that our joining, will minimize the loss of Xiyu country, and finally let the people live in peace and contentment, at that time, we can really retire, away from the world. ”

"At that time, the freedom was the real leisure, there were no distractions, no regrets, and the heart was happy, and there were only benefits to the improvement of cultivation, and there was no harm."

"In this world, many real hidden people are hidden in the market, as long as the mood is not chaotic, the world is full of peach springs, in the final analysis, it is just to adjust your mentality. Just like the real people of Lingxu, while playing the dust, they do whatever they want, and try to do what they can for the people, isn't it also good? ”

After listening to Mu Qianmei's words, Liu Tingfeng replied in a low voice:

"Senior sister, don't worry, I'm just feeling, for me, where my sister is, where is my home, I am willing to cooperate with my sister and let my sister do what she wants to do, because only when my sister is happy, I will really feel happy."

At this time, Zhou Yunxi said:

"In life, few people can really do what they want, and many people will involuntarily do something they don't like to do, which is a kind of practice in itself."

"For example, my greatest wish is to write articles and then teach students according to my own ideas in a pure academy, but after thousands of years, I am more busy with things that I don't know, and I don't really have much time to do research."

"I thought that after becoming the dean of Tingxue Academy, I would be able to live the life I wanted, but now the Xiyu Country is in turmoil, and no one can be alone, so I can only put aside my personal thoughts for the time being, and first participate in this war and do what I can."

"Because there are some things that we have to do, and if we don't do them, we will leave regrets."

Liu Tingfeng said with a soothing expression:

"What our predecessors said is very true, if we are like Venerable Changfeng, far away from the world, in a state of retreat for a long time, unable to see or hear, it will pass, but not only can we see and hear, but we are even in the bureau, and many of them are our relatives and friends, so naturally we cannot choose to escape."

"Master once said that the real hermit is not to escape from the world, but to choose to retreat after going through the red dust, that is a kind of cultivation of the state of mind, and I am now following my sister to continue to experience in the red dust."

Zhou Yunxi nodded and said:

"Your master is right, if you don't experience the red dust, how can you see the statement of breaking the red dust? You are by the side of City Lord Mu, you are her greatest spiritual pillar! ”

The three of them talked casually, and unconsciously returned to the headquarters of Tingxue Building, after Mu Qianmei told everyone the results of the discussion, she took Liu Tingfeng back to Meihua Villa, while Zhou Yunxi continued to return to Tingxue Academy's own residence.

That night, Mu Qianmei's speech outside the Youlan Hall was spreading rapidly, and 100,000 people rushed to tell each other, but in an hour or two, it spread throughout the entire Magnolia City, and quickly spread to the world outside the city, and some people even printed her words into words, so that those who could read and write could circulate them to each other, and carefully study the deep meaning.

The publisher saw the business opportunity, so he immediately collected more of what Mu Qianmei said, edited it into a book, and printed it into a book, the title of the book was "A Thousand Words of a Thousand Words", in addition to the complete speech of the day, the other words were some of the words that Mu Qianmei had said in the competition before, such as what Dabi had said before, "Self-confidence is not necessarily successful, and if you are not confident, you will definitely fail" and so on.

Far more than a thousand words were collected that day, and they selected a thousand of them that were more philosophical or poetic, like a cautionary aphorism.

Because it is an urgent collection, some of them may not be what Mu Qianmei said, but no one will really verify this matter, anyway, they are all good words, they are all reasonable words, and they are worth praising everyone.

The 1,000 copies of "A Thousand Charming Words," which were hastily printed that day, were quickly sold out, so the publisher immediately reprinted 5,000 copies overnight and waited for them to continue selling the next day.

Overnight, Mu Qianmei's reputation was instantly raised to a very high position, and the whole city seemed to be talking about Mu Qianmei-

"Is City Lord Mu really the savior of our Western Rain Country?"

"Of course, what Lingxu Zhenren said personally, she is the one who is destined to return."

"Everyone says that she is a goddess from the divine realm, why doesn't she admit it herself?"

"This kind of thing, of course, can't admit it, and after descending to the outer heavens, she definitely doesn't have the divine spiritual power of the god realm, so she claims to be just a mortal now, and that's right!"

"I heard that today in the City Lord's Mansion, Prime Minister Lu and Dean Xiao Xiang Jushi Zhou have both been named Mu Tianwang!"

"Heavenly King? What is this called? ”

"It should be more powerful than the king of the feudal town, and slightly lower than the emperor's status!"

"I heard that the emperor of the lower realm is called the Son of Heaven, and the lord of our immortal realm is called the emperor, and when it comes to the god realm, the lord of the kingdom is called the god emperor, this is the first time the king of heaven has heard it!"

"The other vassal kings are all self-appointed, this is recognized by the imperial court, it seems that even the imperial court thinks that the city lord of Mu is the person who belongs to the destiny of the Xiyu Kingdom!"

"Since the imperial court recognizes her as the person to whom the destiny of heaven returns, why don't you just worship her as the emperor?"

"The royal family still has descendants alive, and the great revenge of the previous emperor has not been avenged, so naturally he cannot be named the emperor, unless he can avenge the previous emperor, he can rightfully ascend the throne and be the emperor!"

……

The next day, the news that Mu Qianmei was named the king of heaven by the imperial court spread far and wide, although he was not the emperor, but the title of the king of heaven was shocking enough, and the other feudal towns were just the king of the feudal towns independently, who dared to bring a heavenly character?

With the news that Mu Qianmei will be crowned the king of heaven, the five thousand copies of "A Thousand Words of a Thousand Words" were sold out as soon as they were listed, and the publisher immediately continued to print them.

And just when everyone was full of expectations, another book came out on the wind, that is, Ji Yuanqiu's long-prepared collection of Mu Qianmei's poems.

Ji Yuanqiu named Mu Qianmei's poetry collection "Youlan Collection", and the cover is the "Melan Picture" painted by Mu Qianmei in the Molan Inn, which looks quiet and elegant, and the paper material used in the poetry collection is also very exquisite, which is very exquisite and luxurious at a glance, which is completely different from "Thousand Charming Words".

The price of "Youlan Collection" is fifty times that of "A Thousand Charming Words", and because of the full preparation, the first batch of 10,000 copies was printed.

After all, there are not so many people who can afford it, and even fewer people who can read those poems.