"Then don't want such a heavenly court." Chu Qianqiu was ready to tear his face.

The huge amount of spiritual power he had accumulated could destroy the spiritual imprint left by Dao Zheng at any time.

After all, it's heaven-shattering, and this is not the Tao itself.

If its body came, Chu Qianqiu would definitely run as far as he could, and now in the face of a spiritual seed, which had been eroded by hundreds of years, he was naturally fearless.

"Fellow Daoists, move slowly, and listen to the poor Tao." Dao Zheng naturally knew how powerful Chu Qianqiu was, and the worst person who could enter this spiritual realm was also a strong person in the late congenital stage, and he was expected to rank among the characters of the immortal class, so his attitude was naturally different.

"The world has its own prosperity and decline, and after the great chaos, there will be great governance, and after the great governance, there will be great prosperity, and after the great prosperity, there will be a decline in the world, disasters will arise everywhere, and the people will not have a good life."

"This is the way of heaven, the cycle repeats, and it has not changed."

"No matter how heroic they are, no sage can disobey these worldly principles."

The humanoid puppet sat on the futon, talking eloquently, holding a fairy wind bone, so that people subconsciously ignored that he was a puppet.

If it weren't for the fact that his approach was too unbelievable, Chu Qianqiu would really have been deceived by him.

"And then?"

Chu Qianqiu is not in a hurry, it depends on what kind of performance your puppet does.

"So the poor Dao realized a truth." Dao Zheng said with some excitement.

"The rise and fall of this world is nothing more than a large number of people and few resources."

"It's like the fisherman's fishpond."

"If there are too many fish in a pond, the sewage in the pond will accumulate, making all the fish miserable, and the fishermen must catch fish in time to make the other fish live better."

"Then what the poor road has to do is to keep a certain number of fish in the pond at all times."

"The Ancient Heavenly Court, adjust the population, so that it can maintain its prosperity for thousands of years."

"Since the destruction of the Heavenly Court, no one in the human world has been able to wipe out the surplus population, causing the rise and fall of the world to continue to rise and fall, and how many tragedies have been brewed in the world?"

"Compared with troubled times, the law of the poor path can maintain the prosperity forever, isn't it immeasurable merit."

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

He never felt that he was doing something bad, but that his method was immeasurably meritorious.

"It's ridiculous, it's overpopulated, and there are many ways to open up wasteland, increase production, and so on."

"That's not how you refined that blood pill."

"You are a blood refining pill, your sins are monstrous, and you are destined to enter the Infernal Hell in the future, how can you talk about rebuilding the heavenly court?"

Chu Qianqiu sneered, these words may be able to fool others, but they can't fool him.

This is really related to the Buddha and the demon, both sides are thinking about how to solve the problem of rise and fall, and then deviate to the Marinaya Trench.

This Buddha and demon come from the true transmission of the Maha Temple, and this Taoist is probably also something made by the True Martial Arts.

"Daoist friends are fallacious, this so-called heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!" Dao Zhen sighed and continued to argue.

"In the eyes of the poor road, the people are ordinary dogs."

"Only by regulating the population of this human world can the surviving people be better."

"As for the superfluous people, instead of killing them and wasting resources, it is better to use them to refine the blood pill."

"Qualified monks take the blood pill and become immortals and become ancestors, and unqualified mortals provide the blood pill to reduce their suffering, so why not do it?"

"Rebuilding the heavenly court, managing the world, and maintaining the prosperity of the world forever is the ultimate of humanity, isn't it also in line with the way of heaven?"

The humanoid puppet repeats its own opinions, becoming more and more convinced that it has done nothing wrong.

"Dao Zhen, are you finished?"

You're hopeless.

Chu Qianqiu finally understood the other party's concept thoroughly, but it was better not to understand, it was impossible for him to refine any blood pills, even with the help of the golden finger, he couldn't do this kind of thing.

Even

Zhenwumen, Maha Temple, a powerful power standing at the top of the world, knows that there are some things that cannot be done, why should they do such evil things, once they are known, they will be condemned by the whole world, and their father-in-law will not be able to protect themselves.

"Fellow Daoist, what's the trouble." Dao Zhen understood Chu Qianqiu's attitude, and the expression on his face was not hatred, but regret.

"With the qualifications of a fellow Daoist, even if the Heavenly Court is rebuilt, he can still rank in the Immortal Class."

"When the time comes, we will become immortals and ancestors together, won't we be happy and happy?"

"Mortals always have to die, either by famine or by disease."

"Isn't it also their supreme honor to be able to make a little contribution to Heavenly Court now?"

Dao Zheng felt sorry for a while, as if he sighed again and again for Chu Qianqiu's obsession, and this humanoid puppet's expression was especially rich only at this time.

"Then why doesn't the Taoist do such glory?"

"If you want to shed blood and sacrifice, make that blood pill, please start first."

Chu Qianqiu sneered, no matter how ruthless he became, he couldn't look down on such an act, and regarded other people's sacrifices as his own resources.

Who would have thought that the head of this humanoid puppet would be:

"This is the destiny of the poor road."

"Since the poor road was created, we must recast the brilliance of the heavenly court, manage this world, and let the prosperous world be maintained forever."

"If necessary, the poor path can also be turned into blood pills, turned into clay, and become the cornerstone of the heavenly court."

The face of the humanoid puppet is bathed in divine radiance, and it is always ready and willing to sacrifice for its ideals.

It's just that this ideal is beyond compliment.

Chu Qianqiu still didn't waver, no matter how firm Dao Zhen's will was, such an approach would not be approved by him.

"Since you're willing to sacrifice, start now, don't wait later."

"Give me your spiritual seed and let me eat him."

"What do you think of helping you rebuild Heaven in the future?" Chu Qianqiu didn't care whether the other party was true or not, and directly put forward a proposal that he couldn't accept.

Sure enough, the blood lines on the puppet's face changed, and it became more and more distorted, and the mouth was opened up and down, making a creaking sound.

"Sigh, sigh!"

"Daoist friends are still obsessed after all."

"Sure enough, it's a way, it's a way, it's a name, it's a name, it's not a name?"

"Poor Dao has said it so clearly, why can't you still understand it?"

"It seems that Daoyou doesn't have the qualifications to become an immortal!"

"Then stop blaming the poor and ruthless."

As soon as Dao Zheng's words fell, the entire Taoist temple was shaking, and on the top of the gourd-shaped Taoist temple, fairies flew out one after another, and these fairies each held musical instruments and started a grand recital.

There are chimes, reeds, lutes, drums, flutes, and harps......

The fairies were singing and playing, so lively, and the majesty of the ancient heavenly court seemed to be reproduced at this moment.

On top of the thirty-six heavens, a meeting of ten thousand immortals was held to suppress the evils.

Magical power - Jun Tian Guangle!

The huge music, like a fall from the sky, smashed towards Chu Qianqiu.