Chapter 486 Jiang Maodeng Three People

"I said at the beginning that the way of thinking and behavior of cultivators is very different from that of ordinary people. They advocate using force to solve problems. It's tiny..."

"In history, hasn't force always influenced the process?"

"Hehe, yes, sometimes, individuals can indeed affect the course of history, but under the general trend, the role of individuals is almost negligible. Back then, Mr. Jiang was very popular, but his personal charm and military talent are far from Far from being Mr. Mao's opponent."

"Mr. Jiang's military talent may not be as good as Mr. Mao's, but is his personal charm not as good as Mr. Mao's?" Wang Zhu asked.

"Well, I thought about the matter between them for many nights before I came to a conclusion. Let's talk about military talent. In fact, Mr. Jiang is not much inferior to Mr. Mao. Losing the entire continent when he is absolutely superior? The reason is simple, he cannot control his subordinates, and his subordinates also have amazing military geniuses, such as Xue Yue, who, like Mr. What's more, it's just that his subordinates have their own selfishness. When fighting, they always preserve their own strength. They watched their colleagues surrounded and divided by Mr. Mao's troops. Some generals will obey, and their willpower is extremely firm, even if it is blood-stained yellow sand..."

"That is to say, when two people compare, it is clear at a glance which one is higher and which one is lower." Listening to the werewolf's eloquence, Wang Chu felt extremely moved.

"Hey... Speaking of Mr. Jiang, we have to mention the matter of retreating to Treasure Island."

"Is there any secret in it?" Wang Zhu asked with interest.

"At the beginning, when Mr. Jiang was defeated like a mountain, most of the cultivators abandoned Mr. Jiang. Some cultivators even proposed the idea of ​​cutting the grass and roots, and keeping Mr. Jiang on the mainland. If Mr. Jiang died, the small island , even if the dragons have no leader, even if the United States is behind them, it is easy to instigate rebellion, what a pity, what a pity..."

"I'm so anxious, tell me!" Wang Zhu urged.

"However, beside Mr. Jiang, there are still a few cultivators with great powers who are loyal to him, and even go so far as to make enemies of the cultivators in the entire continent, personally escorting Mr. Jiang to leave the mainland..."

"There are still such loyal cultivators?" Wang Zhu was taken aback. He really couldn't imagine that a cultivator would be loyal to ordinary people. In theory, ordinary people are just pawns to use in the eyes of cultivators.

"It's not considered allegiance. In fact, the people who were determined to escort Mr. Jiang out of the mainland at that time were all those who had helped Mr. Mao."

"Ah...why?" Wang Zhu looked in disbelief.

"They said that although Mr. Mao is a strange man through the ages, he is headstrong and may bring disaster to China. Letting Mr. Jiang leave may save a spark for China."

"How do you say that?" Wang Zhu looked puzzled.

"At that time, we couldn't understand it. After all, Mr. Mao's victory was already a foregone conclusion. Moreover, his great talent made the group of comprehension practitioners extremely impressed. However, shortly after liberation, what those two comprehension practitioners said became reality. , Mr. Mao launched a great revolution that devastated people, which can be called a catastrophe in the world, and in this catastrophe, the cultivators were the first to bear the brunt.

"Cultivators are also afraid of him?" Wang Zhu naturally understood that the catastrophe mentioned by the werewolf was the Cultural Revolution, and doubts appeared on his face.

"First of all, cultivators are human beings. They have relatives just like you, and you also have parents. But Mr. Mao's scheming skills are at the pinnacle and he kills people invisible. When you wake up, it will be too late. In that era, even Mountains, rivers and rivers can also be leveled overnight with his words, and mere cultivators are nothing in his eyes. Now, recalling this incident, I suspect that the catastrophe he launched was mainly to target the group of cultivators. Because cultivators are monsters, monsters, and he is very familiar with the group of cultivators, knows how powerful they are, and knows that they are the only existence that can shake the political power..."

"How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the bed! If so, he is not wrong." Wang Zhu took a deep breath.

"Yes, personally, he is right, but, as a nation, he is undoubtedly wrong."

"Well, I agree with this. Thinking about the destruction of countless places of interest, my heart aches!" Wang Zhu sighed.

"Mr. Mao has made great achievements, but he has also been hated by many people. Even after his death, his soul will be imprisoned, which is a pity."

"The soul is imprisoned! What do you mean?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"In the history of China, there are many people who are too fierce and regard gods as nothing, and their souls are imprisoned forever, such as Qin Shihuang."

"Qin Shihuang?" Wang Zhu exclaimed.

"Yes, Qin Shihuang can be said to be an emperor through the ages. When he was alive, not only his subordinates were like clouds, but also cultivators were like crucian carp crossing the river. Even gods and Buddhas were afraid of him. After death, some powerful cultivators feared that his soul would be revived, and imprisoned his body in the mausoleum for thousands of years. Otherwise, most of the emperor's tombs in history have been robbed. Why is Qin Shihuang's tomb not robbed? Steal?"

"That's true." Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor is protected by a formation. Ordinary tomb robbers cannot enter at all. Even if they enter by chance, they will die."

"You mean to say that the First Emperor is not only unable to be resurrected, but even reincarnation is impossible?"

"Hehe, you are so naive. It is impossible for people like the first emperor to be reincarnated. Their spiritual power is too strong, and they can travel in the three realms. The Palace of Yama dare not accept them. I'm afraid the seat is also unstable."

"Fuck, so powerful?" Wang Zhu turned pale with shock.

"It's more powerful than you can imagine. As you can imagine, a strong man like the first emperor has countless elite soldiers and good generals. Many of them are enshrined as immortals by mortals and serve in the heavenly court of the underworld. Once the first emperor enters their world, there will be wars everywhere." ..."

"It can still be like this, it can still be like this..." Wang Zhu was a little lost. You know, during this time, he has been thinking about Qin Shihuang and the mission Qin Shihuang gave him.

"Mr. Mao is similar to the first emperor."

"Isn't Mr. Mao's body preserved?" Wang Zhu shook his head fiercely, getting rid of Qin Shihuang in his brain.

"After his death, the cultivator imprisoned his soul in the body with magic power. I once heard a cultivator say that ordinary people are different from cultivators. If a cultivator wants to achieve Taoism and become immortal, he cannot abandon his body. Buddhas all need a physical body, just like Nezha, no matter how powerful a ray of soul is, it cannot make waves, but ordinary people are the opposite. Essence of the earth..."

"That is to say, Mr. Mao's soul is imprisoned in the physical body, and it will never be possible to reappear in the secular world, or another world?"

"Yes, as long as his body doesn't rot, and the crystal coffin with the formation is not destroyed, he will never be reborn."

"Unexpectedly, a great man of a generation would end up like this." A trace of loneliness appeared on Wang Zhu's face.

"You can't say that, maybe, this is his destination, just like Qin Shihuang."

"The problem is, they don't want to." Wang Zhu shook his head.

"One drink, one peck, a cycle of cause and effect. Mr. Mao has caused countless people to die badly. It is not bad that he can have such a result. At least, he is still admired by thousands of people. Although his soul is imprisoned, it is immortal. If there is a chance that day Coincidentally, it is not impossible to come to the world again, but Qin Shihuang was imprisoned in the earth, without seeing the sun, his faith is getting weaker and weaker, no matter how powerful his spiritual power is, it will slowly disappear into nothingness."

"..."

Qin Shihuang has been buried in the mausoleum for more than two thousand years. Without the power of faith, would he have died completely?

Wang Zhu traveled thousands of miles, thinking about the various possibilities of Qin Shihuang.

It is difficult for ordinary people to believe the words of the werewolf, but Wang Zhu believed it because he was in contact with Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang was able to establish contact with him through a time travel. There is no doubt that he has many powerful cultivators loyal to him, and his spiritual power can really travel through the three realms.

What would happen if Qin Shihuang was resurrected?

Thinking of the resurrection of a big man from the era of cold weapons in the modern high-tech world, Wang Zhu felt a splitting headache, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"Okay, go ahead."

"What else do you want to know?" the werewolf asked.

"Are there any other figures in history like Mr. Qin Shihuang Mao?" Wang Zhu asked.

"There are many people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, but only the two of them are very special. One mausoleum has been imprisoned for thousands of years and is still imprisoned today, while the other has not been dead for a long time, and the soul and body are together."

"What will happen to a God of War like Bai Qi Guan Yu?"

"They! Hehe, they are just powerful and have strong fighting power, but they can't be compared with Shi Huangdi and Mr. Mao. You have to know that a god of war like Bai Qi Guan Yu can win some local wars at best, but Shi Huangdi and Mr. Mao, they are Turning one's hands into clouds and turning one's hands into rain is not a heavyweight figure at all, even if they are made gods by the people, they cannot be compared."

"Is it okay to seal the gods?"

"Yes, there are so many gods in this world, but how many people are there like Emperor Shihuang and Mr. Mao?"

"That's true. By the way, where is Mr. Deng?"

"The one whose white cat and black cat can catch mice is the one who is a good cat?"

"Yes."

"He...he is a character, but in some respects, his achievements even far surpassed Mr. Mao's. However, whether it is in terms of merit or experience, he cannot be compared with Mr. Mao. In addition, many people regard Mr. When he compares himself with Mr. Mao, he often ignores one thing."

"whats the matter?"

"When Mr. Mao was alive, Mr. Deng was an insignificant figure in his eyes. If Mr. Mao asked him to die, he would die, and if he was asked to live, he would live. Even Mr. Deng did not dare to reverse the case, his fear of Mr. Mao has been rooted in his soul, which made him unable to ascend to the altar for life."

"It makes sense! After the death of Stalin, the strongman in the Soviet Union, his successor Khrushchev immediately denied him completely, and even burned his body that was used to pay tribute to him. In Chinese terms, it is a blow to the ashes. .”

"Yes, it can be seen from this." The werewolf nodded approvingly.

"Where is Duke Deng's soul?"

"Ashes to ashes to dust."

"It's a pity... By the way, what do you mean by saying that there are cultivators escorting Jiang Gong to the island to save a trace of fire for China?"

"At the beginning, the extremely powerful cultivator said that although Mr. Mao was talented, he was headstrong and could not listen to advice. Although he seldom made mistakes, once he made mistakes, his life would be ruined. Unfortunately, after liberation , a series of man-made disasters, such as famine and the Great Revolution, really devastated the people of China, and the group of cultivators also ushered in a catastrophe... There is no doubt that the decision to escort Mr. Jiang to the island was right. Yes, at least, many cultivators have survived, and many cultural traditions have been well preserved, but neither the cultivators nor Mr. Jiang thought that the mainland and the small island would be hostile for decades But it cannot be unified, if Mr. Jiang knows the ending, I believe he will not leave the mainland..."

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