Faced with the trust shown by Zhang Jiao, Li Binzhu was silent for a while, and said with a gloomy face: "Since Ostuqi attacked Jiang Chuyuan Expeditionary Force and helped Yi Yuan win the national battle, many things have changed a lot.

This is not gratitude that Yi Yuanren doesn't understand, but even if you save him, you cannot treat him as a brainless puppet.

What's more, it is a country with a long history.

But the current Ostuki people, especially those Crescent Sect clergy who immigrated to Yiyuan earlier, seemed to brainwash all the Yiyuan people into believers of Mohad, the moon god.

In many places, as long as the people of Yiyuan are willing to believe in the Crescent Mohad, no matter what garbage it is, they are willing to provide so-called "religious protection".

Let Yiyuan's traditional cultural order disappear..."

"Boss, you can't kill someone because of such a righteous thing, right?" Zhang Jiao interrupted in surprise when he heard this: "I have known each other for so long, but I really don't know that you have such a strong sense of family and country."

"Although I was born in the small country of the Great Surrounding Area, I am a child of the traditional Xia Zong tyrant after all," Li Binzhu said bluntly with a expressionless face: "You can't just let someone dig the roots and ignore them."

"Okay, I saw your true color now." Zhang Jiao laughed and said, "Where is the target and when will you set off?"

"In Zitlun City." Li Binzhu said in a voice: "Is the time to go out is on this week 3, I'll pick you up."

"Let's meet in the Qitelu City," Zhang Jiao thought for a moment and said, "Don't use any means of transportation, just hike over.

The name of this city sounds very much influenced by the civilization of the mainland, and there should be a lot of immigrants from Ostuchi.

If you do it too roughly, it is easy to leave your hands.

The imams of the Crescent Sect are not ordinary people, especially in this situation, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship."

"No matter how you do it, you seem so professional." Li Binzhu was stunned and said, "But others convinced me to do this, so I am not the leader.

The route of action should have been arranged."

"Hey, are there anyone else?" Zhang Jiao frowned like a toothache when he heard this: "Assassination is not a war, it is important to be 'short, flat and fast'. There are few people and are strong, so it is best to go straight.

Especially after we are not cross-border killing, we are escaping from a foreign country. The more people participate, the more plans we plan, the greater the flaws we may reveal.

Let me do this, I'll wait for you in Zitlun Market, and then disguise and participate, don't tell others who I am,"

"But your awakening remains are so conspicuous," Li Binzhu pondered: "If the enemy sees it, you can silence it. What should I do if my companions see it?"

"Don't worry about this, I have my own way." Zhang Jiao smiled slightly, patted his chest and said.

"Okay." Li Binzhu had already trusted Zhang Jiao's ability very much, and he didn't ask too much when he heard him boasting.

After the two of them had a serious conversation, they continued to eat hot pot.

During this period, she talked about Song Yue, who had been masked for a long time. Li Binzhu said that she had obtained official verification and was not infected with the evil power. However, because she had reached a critical moment of cultivation, she still had to stay in seclusion for a period of time before she could re-enter the world.

Zhang Jiao also expressed his concern half-truely, and asked Li Binzhu to bring greetings, and promised that when he saw Song Yue again, he would definitely treat her to a big meal to get out of bad luck.

After a delayed Wenju meal, it was already evening, and Li Binzhu left with satisfaction after drinking and having enough food.

Zhang Jiao packed up the dishes, pulled up the thick curtains, took off his clothes, and started practicing in an apartment of only about 30 square meters.

In the past one or two years, he paid more attention to his spiritual practice than using military force to temper his body.

This is also impossible. After all, although it is a practice of both Dharma and martial arts, as the foundation of Zhang Jiao's extraordinary foundation, the fantasy realm is based on the soul, so naturally it must be biased.

But now his fantasy realm, soul, and body are 3 in 1 body.

In the "body, mind, spirit", the wonderful things of the mind and spirit can be slowly realized through meditation, but the wonderful things of the "body" can only be solved by practicing it by your body.

Naturally, I pay more attention to the cultivation of my body.

And this practice lasts 1 day and 2 nights.

It was not until dawn on the third day that the rising sun slowly rose from the horizon, dispelling the cold twilight of Yiyuan with infinite light and heat, and Zhang Jiao slowly stopped his airs as if he had sensed it.

After calming down the qi and blood that were surging in his body, he stood in the darkness of the sky, sensing his fantasy with his mind and eyes, and found that a newly intercepted drop of sublimated vow energy had been formed, and a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

This new fantasy ability, which was changed to "Divine Tears" by Zhang Jiao's sudden whim, has been condensed many times compared to the previous wish point.

An average of 3 drops can unlock 1 advanced super fantasy species of the Gods' Legacy to the legendary realm.

Zhang Jiao backed off Toyotomi Hideyoshi's ghost creature, and after completing the sublimation of the fantasy realm, he could get about two and a half drops of divine tears every day.

Two of them will be re-entered into the fantasy realm to achieve a virtuous cycle, and the remaining half will be accumulated to unlock new legendary fantasy species.

However, in addition to the right journey, viewing is also one of the fun of having this high concentration of fantasy energy.

As Zhang Jiao's thoughts turned, he peeled off his body tears.

Looking at the brilliant energy crystal hanging in the air in front of him, slowly rotating like a small star, he murmured to himself: "In the past, it was a point of vows, but now it is a divine tears of "Drop".

This is probably the most wonderful thing about consciousness reacting to matter.

But why did I suddenly hear such an inexplicable name as ‘Divine Tears’ after the energy sublimation is over? Is it shaped like a tear?”

He reached out and picked the tears of divineness, rubbed and played with it for a while, and his mind changed again, and he manifested a short monkey.

He was the strongest trump card that once belonged to "Killing Guan Bai", and was also the first protagonist of the ever-inspiring book "Journey to the West", fighting against the Buddha Sun Wukong.

On that day, Toyotomi Hideyoshi wanted to devour everything from Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Jiao reversed and plundered everything, including this fantasy species Sun Wukong.

After entering Zhang Jiao's fantasy realm, it naturally merged with Yuan Hong, the head of the seven monsters in the Fengshen Relics.

Although they can still be divided between each other, Zhang Jiao sensed that the two were essentially combined into one.

After separation, Yuan Hong did not regain independence, but was just a clone of Sun Wukong.

Looking at this fantasy species that symbolizes the spirit of "rebellion" in the traditional classical culture of the Xiazong, which has been famous for eternity and is almost the most famous mythological figure. He silently thought in his heart: "It turns out that fantasy species can also swallow and merge with each other.

It is difficult to understand that pure consciousness manifests itself in the material world. Now, it is so brain-burning to see this kind of fusion and evolution of multiple legends."
Chapter completed!