Chapter 2017: Lacking Talent? The Galaxy Has at Least Two Hundred Billion Planets!

The entire Immortal Sect has reached a consensus: reform is inevitable.

However, to enhance the Immortal Sect's potential and power, which direction should the reform take?

This point boils down to only two directions.

"Everyone,"

"Let me start the ball rolling."

He Hua, a Citizen Representative of the Dao-Union Deity, originally a demon of the Skull-Blood Vine but now a human Flower Vine who ascended through the Immortal Sect's heavenly tribulation, spoke slowly: "Immortal Sect citizens are limited to those from the mother star."

Unfortunately, we thought too simply. When we were summoned to a vast hall, we did not see the Nightmare King, though we could sense it was nearby; however, among the enemies we faced, it was not present.

Yet both harbored their own schemes, so this method was the best. Thus, neither said more and they began directly.

Bai Li Wuchen followed, flying down, but did not block her path, merely trailing faithfully behind her.

As they traveled, passing through a mountain range, the two found the road ahead completely blocked by a mass of black smoke.

The farmer brother reached into the basket, pulled out the snake-skin sack lining the bottom, and walked over to tie it around Shen Fei's waist.

The station master wanted to hear his opinion, seeking stronger theoretical support for his argument.

But Le Lan was completely unaware; not only her, but when Le Lun and Le Feng saw it, they also hurriedly stood up to welcome the guest, accepting the gifts sent by the other party. Yu Dong and Yu Rou would not work without lightning qi.

Every refugee froze for a moment upon receiving the soup, yet the entire enclosure grew quieter and quieter, leaving the officials at the back quite puzzled, though they dared not ask anything.

But unfortunately, the rebels had blocked the front with a huge amount of fodder; after burning it, thick smoke rolled up, making direction impossible to discern, and the Tang army grew even more chaotic.

Le Bing was stunned, thinking she had misheard; she blinked her eyes, listened carefully, and then looked at Lan Zhichen.

"The reason is simple: we have successfully persuaded Zhao Liuruan to lead our Confucianism Promotion Company."

Du Zhang Ziteng suddenly shook his head, flicking away the few strands of his Liu Liu Sanqi bangs from his forehead, then revealed his signature, wickedly arrogant, lip-curling smile.

After Duke Yuming and Cen Yi exerted great effort to rectify the canal transport, the situation changed completely; canal grain and canal silver arrived on time, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the capital lived three peaceful years in a row.

"What do you mean?" Yan Shiyang, who was just about to lean closer to her flushed cheek, stopped, his gaze turning cold.

Wang Tian knew Lu Fei must have a solution; in matters like this, his rank was insufficient, and he had no way to compete with the other party.

Normally she was a proud cat demon who feared nothing, but truly at this moment, she still dared not strike.

The venue was filled with laughter. In recent years, the Ming Alliance had grown strong in troops and horses, firmly holding several territories, and many people's hearts had become ambitious.

Yan Shiyang, on the other hand, had been sitting silently on the other side with his eyes closed since boarding the carriage. In the quiet cabin, no one spoke; Su Muyin felt the sound of her eating was particularly loud; this was probably the most difficult breakfast she had ever had.

In the past, every time, Lu Huaiqiu would come to play with him during broad daylight, when the light was especially abundant.

Li Weidong wanted to seize the last opportunity for sea fishing; the weather in Qizhou was gradually warming, and without even facing the sea, spring had arrived with blooming flowers; Li Weidong's family was about to return home.

Ye Chongwu disliked the He family, so he deliberately entrusted some important matters of the marriage to his eldest sister-in-law, Lady Yang. Lady Yang was naturally flattered, and for several days afterward, she greeted Ye Mingyan with a beaming smile. But this caused the He family to grind her teeth in frustration.

Of course, there are also those who specialize in cultivating spiritual power; with sufficient cultivation, they can retrieve objects from a distance and kill with a sword from afar.

If anyone else heard this statement from the elder Lady Yang, even if their heart was full of grievance and anger, they would have no choice but to kneel and admit fault, after all, the heavy label of "disobedient and unfilial" was not something anyone could bear.

Both were young, yet both seemed to have witnessed all the vicissitudes of life, arranging the path ahead with flawless precision. Ye Kui was an adult at heart, so naturally her perspective on things was different, but Pei Changge could also discover those critical points, even seeing through them more thoroughly than she did.

Xiang Er had no way of knowing her inner thoughts. She was not helping Lingxi; she was returning to Lingxi what rightfully belonged to Lingxi, and also imposing the life she had lived upon her.

The Physician was just examining Li Qi's injuries and happened to come out at that moment, resulting in an encounter with Uncle Li.

The person at the door hurriedly went to report to Liao Yong, who was checking the accounts in his room. Upon hearing this, Liao Yong merely nodded, then dismissed the servant, remaining seated in the same spot without moving, continuing to look at what was in his hands.

The Burning Heaven Realm has two top-tier cultivation locations; one is here, and the other naturally lies with Eleven. For those existing in the Burning Heaven Realm, these two top-tier cultivation locations are places utterly beyond their reach or touch.

After closing the door, Hua Li found a place to sit, while Hua Mu hurried the carriage, preparing to leave the village.

However, this one called Young Master, though wearing a 'bright' red brocade robe, had a complexion revealing a sickly pallor, and even his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes carried a sickly air.

Su Qiyue looked at the villagers' stunned expressions; a pleased smile appeared on her face beneath the veil. She loved this feeling of being the center of attention; wherever she was, she loved this feeling.

Yan Dan did not understand why the Consort Yan was so cold toward him, and this attitude of keeping people at a thousand li distance made him uncomfortable.

At least fifty or sixty customers were still lined up outside the shop; upon hearing these words, they all instantly broke down.

Nai Nai sniffed her nose sharply; this smell was also of meat, yet she could not describe it for a moment, and her eyes immediately turned to look at Yu Tu.

Wu Jing came from a martial arts school; within the school, there were two types of martial arts: one for performance, and one with practical combat attributes.

If you are a bit careless, you might not notice the itch. But once you detect the itch, it becomes as unbearable as scratching your heart and lungs; you must dig into it.

"Thank you, Young Mistress, then we will go out." After Song Yi finished speaking, she hurriedly hugged Xiangxiang and went out.

The wet, hot kiss was as long and fiery as during their passionate love, as if their feelings over these years had never faded or changed with time.

"The heavenly tribulation is coming; this time, we do not know where it will fall." Nai Nai displayed a sense of compassion.

Lu Xu heard the tone in his voice and knew something was amiss; he immediately took two guards and followed behind.

Ye Youran was somewhat surprised, then immediately pulled a fake smile and stepped forward boldly.

In fact, at this moment, Xing Yue had not successfully confirmed whether her ultimate technique truly could not hit that unknown Death God Thirteen incarnation. Of course, this had been stuck in Xing Yue's heart, and Xing Yue thought she would confirm it sooner or later.

That Soul-Stealing Whip was no ordinary object; it radiated brilliance, as if soaked for a long time in a pool of blood, its entire body crimson, emitting a powerful demonic qi.

"Cough, cough... what the hell is this Lu Lang..." Lu Cheng barely propped up half his body to avoid collapsing on the ground, his two eyes quickly averting from the high-intensity electrical current in the landlady's eyes.