In the ascension channel, two Qiankun magic plates from the Gankang Fairy Kingdom in the fairy world are moving against the current; around them are crazy turbulent turbulences in time and space, which are very dangerous. Once involved, even the golden immortal will lose his skin.

But now, six golden immortals including Xiu Zhenwu are in the two Qiankun Dharma Pans, but are struggling to support them.

"How long has it been?" Suddenly, Xiu Zhenwu asked in silence.

A golden immortal took out a timed magic weapon and took a look: "It's almost nine months."

Xiu Zhenwu checked the supplies and nodded: "One-fifth of the resources has been consumed, which is enough. Based on the time of the ascension channel in the past, we can pass the ascension channel in at most two years, and there is still about one year left.

What happened to everyone?"

"Captain, it's okay, it won't be a problem to hold on for another two years."

"Very good!" Xiu Zhenwu nodded, "When I arrive at the fairyland, I will give you a year's holiday first, and play whatever I want!"

"Oh..." The remaining five golden immortals were immediately excited. Think about it, what kind of scene would be like when the five golden immortals entered the fairy realm? It was like a wolf entering the flock of sheep. Play whatever they wanted!

Although they are golden immortals, they have to be honest in an environment like the fairy world; but once they enter the fairyland, they can become wild beasts.

"Still hold on for another year!" Everyone yelled excitedly; even immortals would go crazy when they moved forward in the turbulent flow of time and space for several years.

However, at this moment, someone asked again: "Captain, should we avenge the Five Elements Spiritual Realm first, or should we collect information from Shang Kingdom first?"

"Of course we should collect information first!" Xiu Zhenwu said without hesitation, "If you have the opportunity, you will take revenge; in contrast, once we reveal our identity, it will be much more difficult to collect information from Shangguo, especially scientific information."

"If there is any difficulty, why don't we just destroy Shang Kingdom!" said a golden immortal.

Xiu Zhenwu snorted coldly: "Idiot, it's amazing that you really think of a golden immortal! There are nine-tribulation scattered immortals in the mortal world. And after descending to the mortal world, we have many abilities that we can't use because of the changes in the law.

Have you never heard of it? Among the immortals who descend to the earth, almost one in every ten immortals dies in the lower realm. This mortality rate is even more dangerous than that in the immortal world!

You all pay attention. No matter what, life belongs to you!"

Everyone immediately put away their underestimation. Yes, let’s talk about the nearest Gankang Immortal Kingdom, and the Moro Aguli who was slashing the weeds in the lower realm will never return.

After some discussion, the endless turbulent time and space flow returned to peace again. Everyone continued their previous boring life, hoping to arrive at the fairyland as soon as possible and enjoy their life well.

Immortals are also humans, and they are bigger than ordinary mortals!

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In the fairyland, over the eastern ocean of China and the fertile soil, the missions of the holy land are moving forward rapidly, striving to reach an agreement as soon as possible and obtain sufficient resources to treat patients.

However, just now, I couldn't see the coastline of Feitu Shenzhou, and after almost flying thousands of miles, Prime Minister Ridu Guling suddenly spoke, "Young Master, it's OK, don't have to be so fast."

The young master of the Holy Land was a little surprised: "Prime Minister, we have to hurry up, there are still tens of millions of people waiting for us to rescue!"

Ridu Guling sighed and shook her head: "Young Master, you only see tens of millions of people suffering, but you don't see tens of billions of people looking forward to victory.

If we rush there like this, we will inevitably be extorted by the Shang Kingdom to do our best; the holy land will pay a heavy price. Even if the resources we get can save the tens of millions of suffering people, we will harm the interests of hundreds of billions of innocent people!

Young Master, you must learn to choose!”

Learn to make choices! The three simple words pierce the heart of the young master of the Holy Land like a sharp sword. The meaning of Ridu Guling is very obvious. Those tens of millions of suffering people can save them, but if they can't... why should they save him?

The young master of the Holy Land was still struggling, but Ridu Guling had already ordered the team to slow down. Then Ridu Guling turned to the young master of the Holy Land and said, "Young Master, this is politics."

The young master of the Holy Land suddenly roared: "Ridu Guling, you... are so cold-blooded to your compatriots! Then why did you accept the Hunyuan Pill at the beginning, and why did you go to Shangguo to negotiate!"

Ridu Guling looked at the already crazy young master, sighed and said slowly: "Three o'clock.

First, we must block the public opinion propaganda of Shangguo. It is not that we do not save the people, but that we are powerless, but that Shangguo is too cruel. In this way, we can transfer the hatred of death to Shangguo, rather than the top leaders of our holy land.

Second, we are indeed inferior to Shangguo now, and we need to negotiate.

Third, there are some things that you would rather do wrong than do nothing! Do you understand?!"

"The price of doing something wrong is tens of millions of lives?" The young master of the Holy Land sneered.

"But tens of millions of lives will be the future of the holy realm!" Ridu Guling came to such a conclusion coldly. Later, Ridu Guling seemed to feel too cold and added a few more words: "What will be the resources to rescue tens of millions of people? Young Master, have you calculated it?

The entire sacred domain cannot provide so many resources. If Shangguo takes it out, then what price do you think Shangguo will blackmail us? Will this price drag down the sacred domain?

Also, if the Shang Kingdom was asked to save these people, would these people still hate Shang Kingdom? How do we treat these people?

So, I just made the most correct choice. Of course, I admit that this choice is cruel, even cruel."

The young master of the Holy Land gathered his hands together, and the blue veins swelled up. The cruel reality was impacting the ambitious young master. The Prime Minister of the position, Ridu Guling said it easy; but as the young master, tens of millions of lives were pressed on his shoulders, how could it be easy!

This is the difference between a strategist and a lord. A strategist can plan the best choice, but the lord must consider the pressure of morality and the responsibilities of being a superior.

The young master of the Holy Land struggled for a long time, and finally had to sigh: "This matter will be left to the Prime Minister."

"Yes." Ridu Guling responded, reducing the speed of the forward team by 10%. At this speed, it will take only one and a half months to arrive at Shangguo; and one and a half months are enough to make those seriously ill die 90%! If you consider the negotiation time and so on, maybe 90% of the remaining 10% will die!

In this way, Ridu Guling can ensure the interests of the holy realm as much as possible. Of course, after making such a decision, Ridu Guling is also ready to splash blood on Xuanyuan. (Xuanyuan refers to the king's car)

It can be imagined that as long as this negotiation is over, Guling of Ridu will inevitably be torn to pieces by the angry people of the Holy Land; but for the benefit of the Holy Land, some sacrifices cannot be avoided. Failure on the battlefield needs to be made up for politics; there is no blood on the battlefield, and blood on the political field needs to be bleed!
Chapter completed!