361. Radical decentralization
"Second brother!"
Li Zheng was used to Li Tianming's sudden arrival and sudden disappearance, and he was not too surprised when he saw Li Tianming, so he got up and said hello.
"Third brother, how is it?
Li Tianming saw Li Zheng's comfortable appearance, and couldn't help but ask a little funny.
"Second brother, rest assured, the preparations that should be made now have been completed, and there must be good news coming from the Western Regions soon. β
Li Zai's mood at the moment was unprecedentedly good, and he said with a smile.
"That's fine, third brother, in the future, this Wei Wangfu will be completely handed over to you, for the brother needs to retreat for a while, if there is no major matter related to life and death, you can decide for yourself. β
Li Tianming said to Li Zheng.
For this decision, Li Tianming has been thinking about it in his heart for a long time. Now Li Zheng already has the ability and strength to take charge of himself, and he doesn't need to point fingers at him.
And after experiencing the scenes of the netherworld, Li Tianming's heart was extremely urgent. Otherwise, when the Netherworld army was killed, Li Tianming would not dare to guarantee that he would be able to safely protect the people he needed to protect.
Speaking of which, the strength is still insufficient, even if Li Tianming's clone now has the cultivation of the late stage of the saint level, but the body is too weak to fully exert its strength.
More importantly, from Xingtian's words, it can be known that there are far more saint-level powerhouses in the Void God Realm than in the Flood World. And the saint-level beings of the desolate world have already died, and the missing have disappeared, except for the few who have become holy since the Middle Ages, they can't become a big climate at all.
Therefore, Li Tianfang's current idea is to entrust all the mundane affairs to Li Zheng, and he himself will work hard to cultivate.
If the ontology can also be cultivated to the holy level, and when the time comes, it will merge with the clone, even if it is the existence of the peak of the holy level, Li Tianming will not be afraid.
"Second brother, this... The younger brother is afraid of disappointing the second brother. β
Li Zai said with some hesitation, his words revealing his lack of confidence in himself.
Although basically Li Zai has the final say in the Weiwang Mansion over the years, Li Tianming basically doesn't ask.
But Li Zai knew that Li Tianming was still there, so he had confidence in his heart, and he was able to do things freely, after all, he still had Li Tianming around.
But now listening to Li Tianming's meaning, it is clear that he intends to completely delegate power and no longer ask about the affairs of the Wei Wangfu, which makes Li Zheng inevitably a little unconfident.
"Third brother, we have seen what you have done over the years, and it can be said that you are all relying on yourself to control the Weiwang Mansion, and now you have no shortage of strength and prestige, and the only drawback is that you are too kind. However, with Yanyi, Long Jun and others taking care of it, I am also very relieved. Then I will retreat in the depths of Kunlun, if there is really a life-and-death crisis in the Weiwang Mansion, I can come in an instant, what is so terrible?"
Li Tianming said with relief.
"This, even so, I am afraid that my prestige will not be able to convince the people. β
Li Tianming's words reassured Li Zai a lot, but although some old people in the army said that they would not stumble on Li Zao, they didn't care much about his orders, which made Li Zao also have a little headache.
After all, many of these people were promoted by Li Tianming, and there were even old people promoted by Li Wuji and other elders.
"You have a red candle in your hand, how can you weaken the prestige of my Li family? You must know that you are the master, and the rest of the people are just courtiers, don't let the courtiers influence your thoughts. Decisiveness is what the master is called, and indecision cannot achieve great things no matter what. If you really can't do it, let Long Jun do it for you. It's just that I hope that it's better not to use Long Jun as a last resort. β
Li Tianming frowned, he thought that so many years of tempering could change some of Li Zheng's temperament, but he didn't expect that he was still too weak, which made Li Tianming a little disappointed.
"Second brother, I know! The Wei Wangfu must not decay in my hands. β
Li Zheng looked at Li Tianming's expression and knew that he was dissatisfied with his performance, and he was a little anxious in his heart, so he gritted his teeth and promised.
Even if he didn't want to offend people, Li Zai knew that since he was in this position, he couldn't be with the mud, let alone be merciful, otherwise the Wei Wangfu would really have no future.
Therefore, even if this move was inconsistent with his nature, Li Zai still hardened his head.
"That's fine, third brother... Let's rest!"
Li Tianming originally wanted to tell him that he had re-summoned the battle spirits of Li Wuji and the others in the underworld. But when he thought that Li Zao's resentment towards Li Wuji was no less than that of himself, he couldn't help but sigh and dispelled this idea.
It's good to carry some things by yourself, and it's enough for the rebellious son who disobeys his father to have himself.
Even if Li Tianming said it when he was in the underworld, the current Li Wou-Ki and the others are already new students, cutting off the past and cutting off the connection with each other. But can the relationship between father and son really be severed because of Li Tianming's words?
"In a hundred days, don't miss the sermon of the third brother!"
After leaving these words, with inexplicable thoughts, Li Tianming left Li Zai's room, but did not return to the house, but left the Weiwang Mansion.
Behind him, Li Zheng saw Li Tianming's back, and he was a little unclear in his heart, thinking about what Li Tianming originally wanted to say to him.
However, after thinking about it for a long time, there was no gain, after all, Li Tianming resurrected the Northwest War Spirit, except for himself, the rest of the people who knew were still in the underworld, and Li Zheng didn't know about it.
In the case of insufficient intelligence, Li Zheng naturally had no way to judge. However, he knew that his second brother would never harm him, and that was enough.
"Your Highness, do you want to release the next video?"
At this time, the attendants who belonged directly to Li Zheng came to report.
In order to give Buddhism the final blow without any mistakes, Li Zai not only personally sat in charge, but also set up a direct attendant office for this purpose, which was responsible for this matter.
After a few days of breaking the news, many martyrs of the three clans of humans, fairies and demons who died in battle to defend the flood have also been widely known, but the news of Buddhist martyrs still rarely appears today.
Even if Maitreya released a lot of news about this, not many people believed it because there was no video and no tangible evidence, so the entire Western Buddhism seemed a little depressed.
And Maitreya's actions did not cause too many waves, and now he is in retreat, and Maitreya has no good way for a while.
The meetings of Xiaoleiyin Temple have been held in just a few days, and I don't know how many times, but so far there is no good way.
In the end, Maitreya had to bite the bullet and let Jialan, who had just been promoted to the Bodhisattva, go to the Weiwang Mansion to explore the reality of the Weiwang Mansion to see if there was really no video of Buddhist martyrs in the Weiwang Mansion or deliberately.
Li Tianming didn't know about this, and after leaving the Wei Wang's Mansion, he came to the Du Mansion with a heartbeat.
Mrs. Du was no longer in her prime at this time, and her hair was full of white hair. Du Dingbang also became a sturdy guy at this time, and his body contained a huge amount of energy, like an ancient beast.
Du Dingbang also has an immortal-level cultivation, holding a family heirloom bow in his hand, and his momentum is calm. It doesn't look like a fifteen-year-old boy at all, and he has almost inherited the mantle of his father DΓΌr.
At this time, Du Dingbang was standing in the courtyard and drawing his bow, constantly pulling the full moon and then letting go.
With his movements, the qi and blood in his body sounded in unison, and the huge spiritual power was running, constantly nourishing his body, making his body stronger.