Chapter 550

"How is that possible?"

He gave him a big white eye. Taoist Xu Yun seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world and said contemptuously: "The Wulin alliance leader is a person from the Jianghu. He talks about chivalry and righteousness. The emperor is the leader of the court. He talks about Confucianism and law first. Since ancient times, he has never heard that the emperor can be the Wulin alliance leader. After all, the court wants stability and Wulin wants justice. How can they meet?"

"The ghost King poisoned the common people this time. It really made people angry, so all factions in Wulin reluctantly joined hands with the imperial army. If the government bullied the people, the heroes in Wulin wanted to be chivalrous and righteous. If the emperor was stupid, the chivalrous people wanted to go into the palace to assassinate. Should we bow to the imperial power, would we not become the imperial eagle dog and be laughed at by the world. So the whole society Wulin, we will never accept the officials as the leader of our Wulin alliance. "

Er, well, you can't take a part-time job here, alas.

But it's also right to think about it. Obviously, there are two companies that don't match each other, and sometimes they are hostile to each other. If one person is the CEO of two competitive companies, can't one manage Alibaba and Tencent at the same time. Although the bosses of the two companies are surnamed Ma, they are in danger.

Gently holding his forehead, Yang Fengmo was silent and thinking carefully.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Taoist priest Xu Yun glanced at him with a hopeful face and asked, "well... Sect leader Yang, what do you think?"

"I'll think about it and reply to you in a few days!"

"Oh, I know. Don't worry. Take your time. In fact, we Wulin sects have seen your style and admire you very much this time. To tell you the truth, Nanzhao Wulin has always been weak, and it's rare for an expert like you to appear. We really want you to lead us to compete with Wulin experts of other empires."

He stood up and worshipped deeply. Taoist priest Xu Yun solemnly hugged his fist and said, "religious leader Yang, you must consider it properly. We look forward to your answer. I'm leaving now."

Um!

He waved and let him leave. Yang Feng lay on the table with his cheeks in his hands and sighed.

There was no choice before. Now there are many choices. Which should I choose?

Anyway, he came to this world just like playing. He didn't encounter any setbacks all the way. He wanted to experience a different life.

He hasn't done the emperor. He wants to be a pawn and see what it's like. He hasn't done the Wulin alliance leader, but he's seen it in martial arts novels and TV before. It's very powerful. He also wants to be a pawn.

But who knows, these two are fish and bear's paw. You can't have both. What should he do?

Hoo!

At this time, when he was embarrassed, a familiar figure suddenly appeared next to him, patted the back of his hand and solemnly said: "don't think about it. Go and be the leader of the Wulin alliance. The emperor has nothing to be the leader."

"Brother Santa Claus?"

When Yang Feng looked at him, he saw that it was no one else who suddenly appeared opposite him at this moment. There was no doubt that it was the holy ancestor. He couldn't help but wonder, "how do you know that the emperor is not in charge? Have you ever been the emperor?"

"Of course, after all, I came 100000 years earlier than you. What haven't I done? It can be said that what you are experiencing now is the rest of what I used to play before, hehe."

At the corner of his mouth, the holy ancestor looked like a memory: "Back in those days, like Genghis Khan, I once galloped around the world with thousands of troops and horses, and won a great reputation. Three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two imperial concubines were on call. I woke up from a 20000 square meter bed every day and 100000 beautiful women were waiting on me. The first thing I did every day was to swim in the deep sea in front of the door. Then, delicacies of mountains and seas, dragon meat and chicken tendons were used as breakfast. There were some people around me The flatterer will just keep praising you, and no one will say anything bad about you. "

"It's really a matter of waking up to control the world and sleeping on beautiful knees. My wife changes in turn every day. I can't tell who I am and who I slept with yesterday. Even if they all look like international stars such as Fan Bingbing and Liu Yifei, I'm tired of seeing too many faces. Alas, it's boring. This is the life of the emperor. It's too corrupt, so I advise you not to be an emperor 。”

Uh!

Yang Feng listened to his past with envy, and murmured, "brother, are you trying to persuade me not to be an emperor, or do you want me to be an emperor?"

"I'll inform Gao Taifu now that I want to be the emperor!"

Shua!

With that, Yang Feng jumped up and was about to run out, but he was suddenly pulled back by the holy ancestor. He hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, don't be impulsive. What I just said is a standard of dizziness. You can't be so degenerate."

"No, I'm going to fall. I'm going to be a faint king. Don't stop me!"

Yang Feng shouted, deeply attracted by the beautiful future depicted by the holy ancestor.

But turning his eyes, the holy ancestor still held him, crying and laughing: "brother, calm down. Don't forget, what are you doing here? You want to unite people's hearts to be a God. Don't ruin your character because you are a confused king. I tell you, the resentment of the people is very deep. It will corrode your faith value and make you doomed!"

"Corrode my faith value? What do you mean?"

As soon as the body stagnated, Yang Feng finally stopped moving and looked back at him with a puzzled face.

After taking a deep breath, the holy ancestor looked positive and said faintly: "Everything in the world is balanced. There is Yin, there is Yang, there is good, there is evil, and there is the power of faith, there is the power of curse. The people respect you and provide you with the power of faith. If they hate you, they will emit the power of curse and corrode your faith value. At that time, your blue amount will continue to decrease. The more people curse you, the faster it will decrease. In the end, the blue amount will drop to zero Then the power of the curse will corrode your level. "

"What? Corrode my rank?"

The pupil of the eye couldn't stop shrinking fiercely. Yang Feng looked at him in shock: "what will happen?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the holy ancestor said with a heavy face: "you will be demoted from level 200 to level 190, and then to level 180. You will be unable to stop the miso. Accordingly, your strength will also decline, and finally become a mortal scum, which is no longer worthy of God."

"No, it's demoted?"

Yang Feng's heart was frightened when he pulled his cheek.

He nodded heavily. The holy ancestor didn't seem to be joking. He murmured, "brother, have you met with other gods when you came to this world?"

"Other gods? I didn't notice!"

Touching his chin and thinking carefully, Yang Feng suddenly brightened his eyes and shouted, "by the way, when I was in southern Xinjiang, I fought with a little red man in the air. It seemed that he recruited a little bat to cheer him on. But the bat scared away after looking at me. Does this count?"

"Count!"

With a steady nod, the holy ancestor explained: "It's an evil god, the existence that the mage who fights with you believes in. Generally, this mage sells his soul to the evil god in exchange for the protection of the evil god. When his strength is too far from that of others, he will ask a part of the evil god to come down to the earth to help him. However, compared with you, this evil god is still of low level, so there is nothing he can do , just scared away. "