"My view of Xiaoyou's work is very exquisite, and it is quite meaningful for me to promote Western religion." The Zhun Ti sage said.

"Also, the work you used to do was too rough." Yang Xin shrugged his shoulders and said.

Nuwa Niangniang looked at Yang Xin with interest, and found that this Yang Xin was quite bold, and he actually climbed up the pole in front of the saint, and said that he was fat, and he really dared to breathe.

"What do you mean, little friend?" The Zhun Ti saint didn't mean to be angry at all, and the old god asked on the ground.

"I know that the West is barren and talents are withering, and I also understand the original intention of the Zhun Ti Sage who wants to cross the East to the West to strengthen the Western Sect, but you can't forcibly detain him by force, you just forcibly detain him, you can get his body and not get his heart. Does the Zhun Ti saint want to be all half-hearted? Yang Xin asked.

"So what to do?" The Zhun Ti saint still asked the old god on the ground.

"Pattern, quantity, bearing, height!" Yang Xin instantly incarnated as a life mentor.

"Pattern, volume, bearing, height?" The Zhun Ti Saint frowned.

"Yes, that's it. In this way, let me give a few examples to the saint with the matter of a tribe in the human realm, and see if the saint has any understanding. ”

"It is said that there is a tribe in the remote area of Dashang, and the leader of the tribe is named Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao once said, how much unjust money you have spent determines how generous you are, and you spend 200 million on unjust money, so when you do practical things, take a billion that is not a joke?"

Later, some members of the tribe betrayed the traitor, and instead of punishing the betrayers, he gave them a million, and the people asked, Brother Owl, why didn't they punish the betrayers. Brother Xiao said: Betrayers have hardships, if it weren't for money, who would want to be a betrayer? At this time, if I use love to influence and give a thousand gold, I think he will definitely change his past mistakes and be loyal to me from now on, and I only use one million to buy people's hearts, which is simply a profit. ”

"Brother Xiao also once proudly said: A third-rate tribal leader wants to collect money and make money; A second-rate tribal leader who wants to change the tribe; And the first-class tribal leader wants to save the world...... Listen to the applause! ”

"There should be applause here, and where is the applause?!" At this moment, Brother Xiao's soul is possessed, Yang Xin, he is not alone......

Applause, there can be no applause, there is no cheers, only sneering, looking at Nuwa Niangniang's sneering face, Yang Xin knows that he has not fooled her at all.

try{mad1('gad2'); } catch(ex){} Yang Xin cautiously glanced at the Zhun Ti Sage, and found that the Zhun Ti Sage looked thoughtful, Yang Xin couldn't help but be stunned, could this be fooling the Zhun Ti Sage, no, it is impossible for him to fool the Zhun Ti Sage, the Western Religion itself started by fooling, and the Zhun Ti Sage should be learning his own methods and rhetoric to fool others, and then bring forth the new.

"Zhun Ti Sage, in fact, the essence of Brother Xiao's remarks is to draw a big pie, you must draw the pie big, and then say something like chicken soup for the soul, encourage and praise more, magnify his false demands, and then prescribe the right medicine to the bottom of his heart......"

"For example: no matter how hypocritical the boss is, no, no matter how hypocritical the tribal leader is, the tribe belongs to everyone, and everyone needs to work together, so that it will invisibly give it a certain amount of respect, so that it will have a sense of responsibility as the lord, and so on, when such a set of remarks appears, I don't believe that the great cause of the Zhun Ti saint will not be accomplished?" Yang Xin added faintly.

The Zhun Ti sage was silent for a long time, exhaled a long breath, and praised again and again: "Wonderful, wonderful, it seems that what the Buddha-figure did in the past was indeed too rough, so I should be taught." ”

The Zhun Ti sage slowly bowed to Yang Xin, where did Yang Xin dare to accept the sage's salute, and hurriedly hid behind Nuwa Niangniang.

"The saint remembers, since ancient times, deep affection cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts." Yang Xin suddenly stretched out his head from behind Nuwa Niangniang and said to the Zhun Ti Sage.

"Be taught!" The Zhun Ti Saint saluted Yang Xin again. Of course, Yang Xin still didn't dare to accept the sage's gift, and retracted behind Nuwa Niangniang again.

"The cause and effect between you and me have been settled." After the Zhun Ti sage finished speaking, Shi Shiran jumped out of the carriage and walked into the distance.

"When the Great Awakening Golden Immortal is not two, the Western Mystic Law Ancestor Bodhi. The three or three elements of immortality and immortality, all the qi and all the gods, all the mercy......"

Yang Xin looked at the figure of the singing saint in the distance, and Yang Xin seemed to see the figure of the life mentor, the soul brick family, and the chicken soup beast.

Yang Xin wiped a handful of cold sweat, it can be regarded as fooling the Zhun Ti Saint away, otherwise it will be uncomfortable for a saint to stare at you.

"Since ancient times, I can't keep my affection, only the routine can win the hearts of the people, hum, you are so bold, you dare to mention the saint in such a routine, so how are you going to routineize the palace?" Nuwa Niangniang asked with a cold face.

"How dare I trick you, you are not the same as the Zhun Ti Saint." Yang Xin said with a smile.

"Oh? What is the difference between this palace and Na Zhun Ti? Nuwa Niangniang asked.

try{mad1('gad2'); } catch(ex){} "Of course it's different, from the next Terran, from a standpoint, naturally belongs to the Niangniang lineage, besides, Niangniang, you are the mother of the Terran, how dare you trick you?" Yang Xin still smiled, but there was more sincerity on his face.

"Hmph, even if you still have a little conscience, you haven't forgotten your position and duty. Say, Zhun Ti is also gone, what are you going to do? Nuwa Niangniang's cold face softened slightly.

"I want to ask Nuwa Niangniang to go to the Beihai Demon Master Palace to retrieve the Hetuluo Book from the hands of the Demon Master Kunpeng, and see if there is still the Demon Emperor Jun's Yuan Shen or spiritual sense in the Hetuluo Book." Yang Xin said solemnly.

"You mean that the Hetu Luo Book is in Kunpeng's hands?" Nuwa Niangniang's phoenix eyes narrowed, and the endless murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"Isn't it in Kunpeng's hands?" Yang Xin was stunned for a moment and asked rhetorically.

"Since the Lich War, the real Hetu Luoshu has been lost, it turned out to be in the hands of Kunpeng, and this palace will go to Beihai for a walk." After Nuwa Niangniang finished speaking, her figure turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the carriage.

Yang Xin looked at the figure of Nuwa Niangniang turning into a rainbow, and said lightly: "I hope that there is still a trace of the Demon Emperor Jun's primordial spirit or spiritual sense in the Hetuluo book." ”

Although Yang Xin said this, he did not report any hope in his heart at all, the Lich War had passed for too long, and it had been so long that the creatures of the world had forgotten the glorious years when the primeval demon clan dominated the world.

"After a lifetime of hesitant struggle, self-confidence can change the future, ask who can do it, oh~~~" Yang Xin howled twice, and then woke up Bo Yi Kao.

"What just happened? How did I fall asleep. After Bo Yikao woke up, he shook his head and asked.

"You don't remember what just happened?" Yang Xin asked.

"I don't remember, I only remember that the Marquis of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Zai Xia talked about the Emperor of the Zhongtian Arctic Crape Myrtle, and then fell asleep in the next month, maybe he was too tired in the recent period." Bo Yi Kao said.

Yang Xin glanced at Bo Yi Kao carefully, and it seemed that Nuwa Niangniang had erased his memory, "Since you are sleepy, let's sleep a little longer." ”

After Yang Xin finished speaking, he pointed to Bo Yi Kao, and then Bo Yi Kao lay on the collapse and fell asleep. Bo Yi Kao had just fallen asleep, and Nuwa Niangniang's figure appeared in front of Yang Xin again.

"How?" Yang Xin asked.