Chapter 325 The handle of words

Han Feng raised his eyes gently and glanced over the faces of the two masters and apprentices beside him. He couldn't help marveling that in the Xuanhuang Dynasty, in any case, the two were two great figures at the top of the pyramid. Whether it is martial arts or status, it gives him a sense of looking up to...

But the two are now staring at him. He knows in his heart that regardless of Li Jingtian's age, he doesn't know how much, even the age of Fengshen is enough to become his grandfather... A sense of flattisation suddenly rose in his heart. What's more, it makes him vaguely feel that something is wrong...

But the words are like the wind. Now that they have been said, there is no reason to break the promise. Han Feng said slowly, "If I am Dongfang Wentian, I must first understand the situation in today's world."

He said slowly: "Although today's Xuanhuang Dynasty is located in the center of the Xuanhuang continent and is known as the center of civilization of the mainland, it obviously does not live up to its name. Not to mention dozens of small countries, there is a desert empire in the north, with poor soldiers and martial arts. Almost every year, it sweeps several small duchies. Its country is expanding unprecedentedly. The Nanyang Dynasty in the south is known as Tianfu and occupies the best land in the Xuanhuang mainland. Its monarch seems to be good at defending success. He has always only sought self-preservation and is not willing to commune with other countries. The days of shutt down the country. The Bowa Empire in the east, facing the East China Sea, has sufficient resources. It has always traveled overseas and between continents, only seeking trade and not wanting war. The Woer Khan Empire in the west is the most powerful, but its king has no ambition. Generally to say, it is brave and resourceful, and only knows how to plunder and seek profits..."

A trace of appreciation flashed in Li Jingtian's favor and humiliating eyes, which Han Feng said gave him an impressive feeling. At that time, when Fengshen introduced Han Feng to him, he was still half-confident. What could a teenage doll know? But now Han Feng said, and his expression is teple, as if he is a general with rich strategies, with his own clouds and clouds...

At this moment, a child has come up to offer fragrant tea. Several people have sat on the black quaital seats...

Han Feng paused slightly, picked up the fragrant tea in front of him, and took a sip. Li Jingtian stretched out his middle finger and rotated slowly in mid-air, and a map of the Xuanhuang continent was spread out in the air. This is condensed by him with the power of gathering energy and the power in the air. The canine teeth are intertwined in the map, and the various states of the Xuanhuang continent suddenly appeared in it, which is very clear.

A look of admiration flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and he went straight to the top of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, which was like a male deer. He said, "The Nanyang Dynasty is peaceful and has no strategic ambition. We can stabilize it for the time being and plan after the situation is good." He also pointed to the pheasant-like Bova Empire and said, "Since the other party is willing to trade, we will try our best to communicate with them and accumulate wealth..." Immediately, his finger moved another three inches to the left on the map, pointing to the figure like a fierce horse, and said softly, "The Woer Khan Empire, the folk customs are strong, and it is a nation of the horse. We can use it." After a moment of pause, Han Feng finally turned his eyes to the broadest area above the map, with fierce brilliance in his eyes. Although the voice was not loud, it could be heard that there was uncontrollable strength and desire in his voice. "As for this desert empire, it is neither peaceful, nor even more unusable. Only war One word can be solved..."

"Oh?!"

Li Jingtian and Fengshen's eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and a soft "oh" word, saying, I don't know what they are thinking. They all looked at Han Feng's serious face.

The wind god said, "The Tianmo Empire is brave and good at fighting, and there are millions of usable soldiers. The current emperor, Empress Dowager Xiao, is ten times more powerful than men. No country in the Xuanhuang mainland dares to take its front lightly. Do you think that with the national strength of the current Xuanhuang Dynasty can fight against the other party? ?......" Although his voice is not high, what is hidden in it is the bloody cruel reality...

Han Feng's face was like wood and stone. His eyes reflected the light of the night pearl, with a hazy color, which seemed to shine like water. Han Feng's eyes blinked slightly, and the air suddenly fluctuated, as if there was a layer of water lines...

"It is the people in the world who dare not say anything, so we have to say that people in the world dare not fight, so I have to wait to fight. Otherwise, let it be a knife and I am a fish. When it really becomes strong, we have to sit back and wait for death..."

"What can we use to use the poor and weak national strength of our Xuanhuang Dynasty to shed less than a few liters of blood to be other people's cannon fodder?"

The words of Fengshen are like a blade, extremely sharp, and even the wind seems to be able to feel the aggressive momentum in his words.

Han Feng looked at the other party and whispered, "This is a big fallacy." His words are like a shield, blocking the spear of the words projected by the other party...

Fengshen's eyes like a blade swept over, making Han Feng feel awe of heart, but his eyes were as usual, without any change...

"I'm afraid there are not a few people in the world who know like me. Their lips are dead and their teeth are cold. The people in the world are like grasshoppers on a line, which is like a pile of dry wood, just waiting for someone to climb up and shout. Is it to ask who is willing to be the slave of the subjugated country?"

"Okay, even if what you said is reasonable, we have to withstand the thunderous blow of the other party. I'm afraid that the other party's anger will fall on the head of the Xuanhuang Dynasty first. What power can I stand the other party's blow?"

Han Feng's eyes flashed with cunning brilliance, "Only the dead will wait for the sword to fall on him..."

He paused for a moment and said, "We need three years." He stretched out three fingers, shook it in the air, and said, "In just three years, you can accumulate enough power to completely hit the Desert Empire...

"Oh, three years?"

For a long time, Li Jingtian, who didn't say anything, suddenly said, "Three years is enough?"

Han Feng said, "Three years is enough. We can educate the people, prepare for military strength, unify ideas, and repair the plank road... Then give the other party a thunderbolt..."

Li Jingtian looked at him and suddenly said, "What I want to ask is what I need most now?"

Han Feng frowned slightly and said two words gently, "Running a school."

"Do you run a school?"

Fengshen repeated, and he seemed to be a little puzzled, "Can you defeat the other party with knowledge?"

Han Feng nodded and said in a positive tone, "Yes, running a school and things in the world are all human things. Only talents can have strength. If the Xuanhuang Dynasty has enough masters like your brother, I don't believe the other party's masters and dare to come in. If I have countless iron armor fighters, no enemy dares to step on our land..."

He paused for a moment and then said, "What the boy said about running a school is not a school in the general sense. It must be able to train enough masters with strong cultivation and enough generals for the empire. Only with enough strength reserves, one day Only when we confront each other on the battlefield can we have enough capital to defeat each other..."

Li Jingtian and Fengshen's two and four eyes resisted Han Feng, and the brilliance in their eyes was no longer concealed. It was an appreciation and unstoppable admiration...

Han Feng couldn't help but have a dry mouth. He deep in his neck, licked his dry lips, and asked with a wry smile, "Is there any water?"

Papa, and a few applause sounded from the two people. Han Feng smiled bitterly, "It's ridiculous to talk about the general trend of the world."

Li Jingtian looked at him, with a smile from the bottom of his heart. "This is the most ridiculous thing I heard in the world. The ancients said that the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves. It's really not me to bully, hahaha..."

"Senior, there is a little water. Is it good for the younger generation to have a sip?"

Han Feng made his request again. Li Jingtian patted his palm gently with a smile. A beautiful girl in white came up. Li Jingtian said, "Go and get my most precious Tianlong well."

The girl bowed slightly and then quietly retreated.

Fengshen said to Han Feng, "Master's Tianlong Well is taken from the Qiongwu Mountains. It has become a tree for 500 years and sprouted for 500 years. Then it is made by taking the tenderest bud tip and cooking it with heavenly water. Boy, you are blessed today. Even our brothers have never drunk this Tianlongjing... Ha ha... My brother also got the benefit..."

Han Feng was shocked and bowed and thanked, "How can he enjoy such a precious tea as his predecessor?"

Li Jingtian said, "If I say you can, you can definitely do it. Why is there so much? Look at your boy talking, his mouth is endless, like the rivers and lakes. Why does he get up like this now?"

When she spoke, the beautiful girl had come back silently, holding a gold-painted quill in her hand, which looked very precious. On top of the marigold is a small fine-grained purple clay pot. Although the lid has not been opened, the refreshing fragrance has come to my nose...

A small cup that was less than a handful was sent to Han Feng's hand. He looked down and saw that the tea in the cup was like a piece of jasper. People can't bear to drink it. At the signal of the other party, Han Feng finally gently drank the green in his hand. The fragrance went straight to the nose, and Han Feng couldn't help feeling refreshed. He could clearly feel that the green tea contained the incomparable aura of heaven and earth...

A small cup of clear tea actually made Han Feng feel like cutting hair and washing marrow. He couldn't help but wonder that it was indeed a good tea...

He was admiring in his heart, and Li Jingtian suddenly said to him, "Kid, I'm afraid you are just a capable handle, but you are a little worse..."

Han Feng just drank the divine tea of Tianlongjing at this moment. He was very happy. Hearing the other party's words, he couldn't help blurting out, "What did the old senior say? I really look down on Han. What are you going to do?"

Li Jingtian said, "Well, it's really a little bloody. If I really run a school, how dare you come?"

Han Feng blurted out, "Why don't you dare?" As soon as he said, he couldn't help saying in his heart, "It's broken. I've been hit by the other party's fierce attack."