Wu Feng's mind was racing, thinking about how to fool Meng Qiwu over.

The crisis in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows has passed, and some of the hidden truths can be revealed. However, Yun Hailan's matter must not be known to Meng Qiwu.

Wu Feng made up a set of rhetoric in the shortest possible time.

Because of the concealment of Yun Hailan's matter, there must be many loopholes in this set of rhetoric, but with Meng Qiwu's trust in Wu Feng, it is difficult to have doubts.

"So, you've saved the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows? Mengqi smiled with her eyebrows and beautiful eyes: "He is worthy of being the son of the master." ”

She didn't seem too surprised that Wu Feng could solve this crisis.

Wu Feng also smiled, but sighed again, and said: "I have just practiced martial arts on the top of this mountain, but I have a little idea about the decline of martial arts and the current situation of cultivating true prosperity. Sister Qiwu, would you like to hear it?"

Meng Qiwu nodded and said, "Say it." ”

Wu Feng said: "Senior sister, do you think that the number of martial artists is ten times that of cultivators, why are the top masters so rare that they should be completely suppressed by cultivators?"

"This ......" Meng Qiwu thought for a while, and said: "Cultivators oppress martial artists in every way, and the cultivation conditions of martial artists in all aspects are not as good as cultivation, of course they will ......."

"Then, why did the martial artist lose to the cultivator back then and lose his dominance of this world?" Wu Feng began to ask the fundamental question.

"This ......," Meng Qi said in a choosing. Of course, she couldn't understand how the martial arts lineage, which had a long history that could be traced back to the mythological era, could lose to the Xiuzhen lineage, which had a very short history?

The time when the cultivation of the true line was produced is not examinable, but the real rise is only 4,000 years.

Wu Feng said: "One word - change." ”

"Change?" Meng Qiwu wondered.

"Yes. The number of martial artists for so many years is large, but almost all the exercises of each school are derived from the "Martial Classics", not to mention that the twelve volumes of the "Martial Classics" themselves have scattered and withered, and less than one-tenth of them exist in the world now. ”

Wu Feng paused and said, "And what about cultivators? Six thousand years ago, when they arose, they already had an extremely complex and splendid cultivation system, and all kinds of ancient scriptures emerged one after another! As a new thing, the cultivation of the true line really has a strong explosive power, and it is difficult for us as martial artists to deny this. ”

Meng Qiwu was speechless, so she could only nod her head in response.

Wu Feng said again: "The complicated cultivation system brings more choices, and on every road, there may be people who have reached the peak. Therefore, it is no accident that cultivators are so proficient. And the warriors are conservative, resulting in limited choices, and too many people are blocked on the same path. ”

He stretched out his hand and gestured: "For example, if the cultivation system is compared to a big tree, only when there are more branches on the tree, can the tree have dense foliage and form a scene of green shade. And there are giant cacti in the desert, like a green pillar reaching into the sky, but how many people can it shade?"

When Meng Qiwu heard this, she said, "You mean to form a great tide of law creation?"

Wu Feng said: "Yes." Warriors worship their ancestors, which is certainly respectable. However, because of the admiration of the ancestors and the lack of innovation, it led to a gradual decline, and the dominance of the world was replaced by cultivators. If a martial artist wants to be revived, he needs a revolution in the cultivation system. ”

Meng Qiwu said: "This is not something that can be done by one person......

Wu Feng said: "Yes...... Now that the martial artists have been suppressed by the cultivators, who can pass on innovative ideas to the vast number of martial artists without being persecuted and killed by the cultivators?"

Speaking of this, Wu Feng sighed again.

Meng Qiwu smiled slightly: "Then, you just sighed, there is no solution in the end, it's just empty talk." ”

Meng Qiwu also has a strong sense of self-esteem, although she has a deep impression of Wu Feng, she often sarcastically remarks him.

Wu Feng's expression became serious.

He grabbed Mengqiwu's hand sharply.

Meng Qiwu saw the divine light in Wu Feng's eyes, and a golden light faintly appeared, and her heart couldn't help but move.

She and Wu Feng were extremely familiar with each other, and it was normal to grasp the grip or something, but this time Wu Feng's palm was so powerful, it actually gave her an abnormal feeling.

Wu Feng, who had just practiced martial arts, had warm palms and beads of sweat, and the heat seemed to be penetrating to the bottom of Meng Qiwu's heart.

"Sister Qiwu, promise me, don't tell anyone what I said to you today. I don't vomit unpleasantly. Wu Feng quietly looked at Meng Qiwu's eyes, his gaze was fixed, as if he wanted to see Meng Qiwu's heart.

That kind of powerful power made Meng Qiwu almost suffocate, and after a while, she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

In his heart, he was strange, his cultivation was higher than Wu Feng's, how could his aura be suppressed by him at once.

Wu Feng lowered his voice: "The method is very simple, seize power first, and then revolutionize!"

"Huh?" Meng Qiwu covered her mouth.

"The cultivator's practice is complicated, and many factions have been derived, which is the strength of the cultivator, but it also leads to the serious internal contradictions of the cultivator, and it is far better than the martial artist back then!

Wu Feng said: "If you want to revive the martial artists, you don't need to emphasize it at the beginning, but you must take advantage of the internal contradictions of the cultivators, pull a group, fight a group, unite vertically and horizontally, and use the cultivators to weaken the cultivators." Wait until the strength is strong enough, and then encourage the world's warriors to seize power together. Only when the political power is in hand can the spirit of creation be brought to the warrior public, so that the warrior will no longer have to worry about decline. ”

Meng Qiwu was really shocked at this time, she didn't expect that Wu Feng would have such great ambitions!

"So, in your opinion, the person who swept away Xiuzhen and revived the martial artist must be you?" said Mengqi Dance.

"Of course I hope so, and I want to do that. But there is definitely more than one person who thinks like me. Maybe I can't see the day when the dawn comes, and I will die under the sword of my former comrades......" Wu Feng's words suddenly became a little pessimistic.

"Don't say such frustrating things. Mengqi danced.

"No, I'm not discouraged. If you want to succeed, you must be prepared to fail. Wu Feng said: "Senior sister, let me tell you a story." ”

"Okay. Meng Qiwu replied.

"In the distant Western Desert, there is a vast empire, and there is a small tribe in the empire. The tribal patriarch had two children, the second of whom was exceptionally intelligent, but because of the strict clan rules, he had no inheritance rights. ”

One day, his servants carried him and went to the shrine to worship the gods. The servant prayed that the second young master would be able to become the patriarch of the next generation. ”

At this time, the second child said something that made the servant almost frightened. ”

"Servant, why don't you pray that I will sweep the Western Desert, the Northern Mang, the Southern Wilderness, the Middle Earth, and the East China Sea and take the whole world?"

When Meng Qiwu heard this, her beautiful eyes widened: "This kid is too ...... Too conceited, isn't it?"

"yes. Wu Feng laughed: "The servant also thinks so, but he still said, the second young master, you must first become the patriarch before you can win the world......

"The second one, who was only seven years old at the time, laughed and said, 'I know. However, ambitions are often not realized, and if I aspire to win the world, I may be able to control the entire Western Desert in the future. If you only aspire to be a patriarch, you probably won't even be able to be a patriarch, right?'"

"This ...... A seven-year-old can say that...... It's terrible...... too," Mengqi said.

She suddenly shook her delicate body: "What you said, is it that person?"