A day later, Fengxi returned to normal.

Victory or defeat is a common thing in the military - especially if the unlucky ones are small, it doesn't matter.

Being able to observe a day of silence is the limit.

You can't dwell on the past of failure!

Look ahead!

Besides, what if you don't look away?

The opponent is likely to be the Great Sage of Fuxi!

Xihuang!

Qingdi!

People are in the demon and human realms, and they can be mixed up to call a man who is a real big man!

"But what's the point?"

"The dragon swims in the shallow water fish and shrimp play, and the fluffy phoenix is not as good as the chicken. ”

"This top power, the rumor circulating through the grapevine is that he will fall into the Lich Tribulation, be killed by the ancestor of my Wu clan, and have to rely on eating my sister Nuwa's soft rice to get mixed into the position of the Emperor of People......"

Feng Xi thought that if he was strong enough, he would be able to visit one or two and make a little joke.

If it's not strong...... That's it.

After the big guy made a comeback, he would be cut off if he didn't do well.

"Alas...... Lich Hoist. ”

As soon as his thoughts turned to the catastrophe, Feng Xi felt sad and bored, and his future was not bright.

It was the most terrifying war in which even the Ancestral Witch and the Demon Emperor had to be splashed with blood!

"Let's take it one step at a time. ”

"Just do your best, as for whether you can succeed...... It's really not up to me to have the final say. ”

After sighing, Feng Xi was very thoughtful, left the cloud bed, pushed open the door, and walked out of the palace.

After being high above the world and dominating the overall situation for a long time, Feng Xi also moved a little thought to go into the most ordinary corner of Kunlun and see how he scourged this place...... No, it's how much detail has changed.

......

Kunlun is huge.

If it weren't for the supernatural magic hurricane, purely by walking step by step, he might not be able to get out of one of the mountains for a hundred years.

The vast Kunlun has too many ethnic beings living in it.

Hunting, breeding, survival...... All kinds of beings are staged in it all the time.

However, compared to the past 10 million years, the last few hundred years have changed a little dramatically.

The wind walked aimlessly, and the noisy red dust breath came to the face, fresh and vivid.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!"

A rat spirit slung across its backpack, screaming as hard as it could, waving a stack of newspapers in its hand.

Needless to say, this special industry is a publicity channel planned by Hou Gang.

From the design of the newspaper to the members who sell the newspaper, they are all pawns of the Wu clan.

In recent years, with the development of welfare opportunities, the prize pool funds have been invested and taken out for spending.

After a closed-door discussion meeting conducted by the three outstanding talents of the Wu clan stationed in Kunlun - Fengxi, Hou Gang, and painters, the first step to "save" the ethnic group was not salvia, dogs, pheasants, etc., but the bamboo rats of the rat clan.

Through this behavior, he infiltrated with a protective image and gradually controlled the rat clan in the Kunlun mountains.

It's a very practical race.

They may not be strong.

But it's too versatile.

The ability to dig holes means that there is a greater range of communication from the ground to the ground, and there are some means of self-preservation.

Although these little tricks can be done by any monk with some cultivation.

But with the fertility of the rat people...... This is the most suitable subordinate for the three sages of the Wu Clan.

How many places on the Flood Desolate Continent are there that are not set foot by this group of little ghosts?

Whether it is spreading public opinion or transmitting information, everything can come in handy.

In the context of the absence of the Internet of Heaven and Earth, this is the most rapid and low-cost way to penetrate the bottom.

They are easy to feed, have a lot of birth, and have cheap labor...... Now, under the command of the Wu clan, he has started the newspaper selling industry, selling newspapers in the streets and alleys, cooperating with propaganda, and collecting information.

Kill more than one stone.

"Sold the newspaper ......"

The rat spirit worked hard, and it was so conscientious that it didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Feng Xi stopped it and bought one.

The rat spirit saluted in fear and thanked him, and then continued to walk forward, selling newspapers.

Feng Xi spread out the newspaper leisurely and read it with relish.

What catches your eye is, of course, the content that belongs to the cause of the Wu clan.

"Kunlun Charity Foundation calls for the New Year to be approached, please protect the salvia dogs, do not eat them with their mushrooms and ants, and there is no killing without buying and selling......"

"The training platform said that it is better to read 10,000 books, it is better to travel 10,000 miles, and it is not the right way to cultivate the road behind closed doors, so it is advisable to compete and compete, find out the shortcomings, make up for the shortcomings, and intend to hold the Kunlun Wanzu ......"

"The lottery code for the 54250th welfare chance bet is 7, 0, 8, 2, 6, 0, 4......"

These are pretty normal.

And in some corners and corners, there are things that are not very harmonious.

"Are you still bothered by being single? Are you still bothered by the long night of unintentional sleep? Come to my Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Sect, here are the most handsome males and the most beautiful females, you can talk with you at night and explore the Yin and Yang principles together!"

"Those who recite the earth after reciting will see eternal life in reincarnation...... Houtu Reincarnation Divine Cult, we sincerely invite talents, and joining is to earn ......"

xx dealer shakes the dice online, no need to wait, buy and leave, and get the result immediately!"

“......”

After reading it with interest, Feng Xi felt very satisfied.

Propaganda has been carried out truthfully, and under the overwhelming bombardment, the effect will always be seen.

"Charity and public welfare, it's okay. As soon as he clasped his hands together, the newspaper turned into ashes, "Mastering the caliber of propaganda." ”

"I just don't know, what about the other aspects?"

Feng Xi looked at a fang market not far away, smiled slightly, and walked over.

......

Fang Market is really lively.

Here, demons are overwhelmed.

However, it is very strange that the vast majority of these creatures are not shopping, but are gathered in groups.

The one who was surrounded in the center was mostly a demon, screaming hoarsely.

These demons, with style, are to set up a table, pull a few long strips of plastic board paper in front of them, and draw on them with strokes while shouting.

If you don't pay attention to it, you just squat on the ground, take a piece of white chalk, and start writing and drawing, explaining what to do with spittle.

Noisy sounds, crowds of demons...... Give Fengxi a chaotic feeling of a group of demons dancing around.

Let him, an innocent and self-righteous little witch, inexplicably a little out of place.

It's just that, considering the need to accept the results, Fengxi quickly followed the customs.

After a simple makeover, he squeezed into a demon pile, probed his brain, and looked back and forth.

A husky swaggered on the ground, with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, a dog paw holding a chalk, and a hoarse scream.

"Bosses!"

"According to Benha's many years of experience, this issue must be 147 with a head and tail, with a logarithm or double in the middle, and 3 and 5 must be on the last one!"

"Don't believe it, bosses!"

"Let's look at the pattern table!"

"The first 10,000th issue, the head and tail are 147!"

"The first ninety-nine hundredth issue, the head and tail are 147!"

"Former ......"

Ha Jing shouted and roared, upholding the reason that the loud dog was reasonable, and arguing his own law theory.

Under his explanation, a systematic model was soon established, and the law of welfare chance betting was exhausted.

"Bosses, play according to my rules, and you will win the lottery 100%!"

"If you don't win the first prize, the second prize, and the third prize, it's also waiting for you to get it!"

Ha Jing waved his paws forgetfully, "If the bosses win, just wrap a red envelope for Lao Ha!"

"Oooh oh...... No problem!"

"If we win, we must give Master Ha a big red envelope!"

The crowd of onlookers was very enthusiastic and excited, and their faces were filled with beautiful dreams and longings for making a fortune and reaching the pinnacle of life.

Feng Xi looked at this scene with some surprise.

Let's be honest.

If he hadn't single-handedly planned one of them, he would have been fooled like this, maybe he would have believed it.

But then again.

In this way, in the case of which yard bets less, which yard is opened, it is hard to toss out the so-called "top-secret law" that looks decent......

"Talent ...... No, dogs!"

Feng Xi had to be amazed by it, muttering in her heart.

"I haven't decided what to open next time, and this regular table is all in my face......"

This kind of patience and concentration to find order out of disorder, and the bold imagination to draw out the law...... If you put this into practice, you can make a little achievement. ”

"Admire! Admire!"

He expressed his deep admiration.

At the same time, there are feelings.

"The charm of money is just too big. ”

Feng Xi squeezed out of the demon group, and looked at the thousands of stalls and demon piles that looked like this place, and he shook his head.

"The world is bustling, and it is all for profit. ”

"The world is crowded, all for profit. ”

"All sentient beings cannot be escaped. ”

"This is true of mortals, such is true of immortals, and so is Da Luo. ”

Mortals compete for profit, immortals compete for profit, Da Luo ...... It's also competing for profit!

At most, the carrier of the benefit is different.

Mortals need resources to survive.

Immortals need resources for promotion.

Da Luo?

Fight for the authority of heaven and earth, seize the foundation of humanity, and take the fortune of the wilderness!

Feng Xi sighed while moving forward in style.

He consciously understood the interests of people's hearts, broke free from the shackles on his body, and looked at the changes of heaven and earth from the most transcendent perspective.

This is the sage time, the sage state.

Of course, this state did not last long before it was broken.

Because a demon sneakily came up to him, "Boss, I know a good place to make a fortune, do you want to go around?"

"Oh?" Feng Xi glanced at him.

"You see, welfare chance betting, calculated as a 1 in 10 million winning rate, earns only 2.5 million times the wealth...... It's not a good deal in comparison!"

"Over there, there's a new model!"

"Take only the first four digits of the seven-digit number!"

"Ten thousand bets!"

"But the prize is nine thousand times!"

"Boss, what do you think?"

Feng Xi's face was gloomy.

What a guts!

How dare you touch it in this witch's bowl!