In order to win the world, the Chen family has been planning for many years and has eyes all over the Fujian country. Chen Mo is familiar with the situation and naturally knows clearly that what Huijin says is not false, but no one does not want this world. Even if he pays a heavy price to get this world, he will do whatever he wants. Chen Mo's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "The change of dynasties has always been bloody and storm. To achieve great things, sacrifice is inevitable."

Hui Jin chanted the Buddha's name and said, "No fire can be compared to greed, no sin can be compared to anger, no pain can be compared to the five aggregates, no joy can be compared to Nirvana. If a person has done evil, he must avoid committing rebellion, and do not indulge in it. He does not know how to extricate himself. When evil is full, he will definitely suffer. My Buddha is merciful, and I hope the donor will be sympathetic to the people of the world, and will know how to return to the lost path, and let go in time, so as not to let the people suffer from the war again."

"Killing is a crime, and I, Chen Mo, are willing to bear this crime." Chen Mo's eyes showed a cold light that he would never give up until he achieved his goal. "If you get the world, you will get everything. If you believe in it, you will definitely do it, and I will never let it go!"

"To achieve great things requires sacrifice, but it also depends on whether this sacrifice is worth it. Killing 8,000 enemies and losing ten thousand will make you lose ten thousand. It is better not to fight this war. Smart people will seek the greatest benefit at the lowest cost." For a person who is obsessed with power and wants to seize the world and become emperor, the possibility of using Buddhism to persuade him to wake up suddenly is very small. Song Ruoxi feels that Huijin cannot continue to talk about it. She wants to find another way and actively save herself.

Chen Mo's eyes turned from Huijin to Song Ruoxi, "How to do this with the smallest cost to obtain the greatest benefit?"

Song Ruoxi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. Taking this little time, he quickly thought about the words, "The Fujian country has a strong national strength, a wise monarch, and is supported by all people. If you rashly raise an army and don't win the hearts of the people, you will definitely be subject to tenacious resistance wherever you go. What's more, using one clan to fight against a country is simply a hit of stones with eggs. Not only can you not achieve what you want, but you also make the tribe members make unnecessary sacrifices. You are extremely stupid."

"If it were you, what would you do?" Chen Mo asked with a raised eyebrows.

"As the saying goes, if the east side is not bright, the west side is bright. If it is me, I will change to a country with a bad king, a bad minister, and a rebellious heart of the people. Being an emperor is not the same. Giving up the easy is the wise approach."

"A different country?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Bi Niang, let her go."

Bi Niang let go of her hand, Song Ruoxi jumped up and rushed towards Huijin. Huijin reached out and hugged her, held her hand, stood up and said, "The donor was persistent and could not move, and Pooh Ni didn't expect it to be resolved by just a few words. He just hoped that the donor would act in the future and be kind and not let the mourning go all over the world and the bones of thousands of miles away."

"The God Niang doesn't need to say much. The God Niang is a practitioner who has compassion, and I only have a tiger or wolf heart." Chen Mo brought a pot and continued the cup of warm tea, raised his glass, and drank it all in one go, "Send the guests!"

A trace of heaviness appeared on Huijin's face. He chanted the Buddha's name, held Song Ruoxi's hand, and walked out the door.

"Song Ruoxi." Just as Song Ruoxi was about to step out of the threshold, Chen Mo suddenly called her common name.

Song Ruoxi was startled and shrank to Huijin. Huijin lowered her head and gave her a soothing smile, and gently pinched her hand.

"Song Ruoxi, I will rule the world in the future, and you will be my queen." Chen Mo declared overbearingly.

Song Ruoxi did not expect that what she said to escape would make Chen Mo look at her differently, and such an idea came up with. He was too shocked and too panicked. He didn't care much about Chen Mo's kind tone, and pulled Huijin and ran away in panic.

The master and apprentice left the town and walked slowly along the mountain road. After walking for a while, seeing no one around, Song Ruoxi said with a frown: "Master, have I said the wrong thing?"

"Your words give this matter another opportunity, it's not wrong." Hui Jin smiled softly and looked up at the sky, "Two days of fighting for brightness, wars continue to cause trouble, and the people suffer; if one day changes positions, the situation in the world has changed, and the storm and clouds meet."

Song Ruoxi looked up at the sky, the sun shining brightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "The five countries have been in power for a hundred years. The Fujian Kingdom is now excluded and war is exempted. However, if Chen Mo wants to rule the world, he must choose one of the other four countries to cause trouble. There will be casualties in the development of troops, and the people will still suffer."

"A wise monarch can make peace in the world, the people live and work in peace, and the monarch is incompetent and the people are displaced." Huijin paused, "The prosperity and decline are overwhelming, and the cause and effect are circulating, from nothing to something, from something to nothing, from nothing to nothing, and from life to nothing, and it is endless, and it is like this. Life is like this, and the world is like this."

"What does this mean?" Song Ruoxi frowned slightly.

"Chen Mo's fate is extremely noble, and he does have the appearance of an emperor. He replaced the Wudao and the foolish emperor, which is the destiny of heaven."

Song Ruoxi was startled and asked hurriedly: "Will I become his queen?"

"You are no longer you, and your fate is changed, and you cannot calculate it as a teacher."

It is impossible to calculate that there is this possibility. If she wants her to be the queen of that cunning man, she will definitely have a short life. Song Ruoxi's face collapsed, "Master, I don't want to be his queen."

"The queen is the dream position of women all over the world. Do you don't like the mother of the world?"

Song Ruoxi said in a righteous manner: "Master, the queen looks extremely noble, and she is under one person, but in fact she is just relying on men's silence to live a life, and she also has to fight openly and secretly with countless women. I don't care whoever likes that noble position, whoever takes it!"

Huijin smiled, looked down at her, and said, "The clouds are far away in the sky, so it is too early to prepare for the rain."

When Song Ruoxi heard this, he laughed silently. It was not a matter of taking the world in one go. It took at least ten years, or even decades. When Chen Mo successfully ascended the throne and became emperor, she had become a selves. Not to mention that Chen Mo would not remember a joke from many years ago, just remember that she would not fulfill it. She didn't need to be bothered by what could not happen. Her lips raised, "Master, let's go quickly!"

When the master and apprentice returned to the temple, it was dusk. It was not that Huijin couldn't walk when he was old, but that Song Ruoxi took three steps and two rests, dragging her down for an hour. After an hour, she forced her to walk for two and a half hours.

"From tomorrow, you will get up at the first hour of the Mao period."

Song Ruoxi didn't understand the ancient timing method, so he quickly counted his fingers to convert and got up at five o'clock. He frowned, "Master, what are you doing when you get up so early?"

"Follow your teacher to go on a walk on the mountain."

"Oh." When the Zen room arrived, Song Ruoxi agreed casually, not thinking about what Huijin meant when she said that she was walking. She rushed into the room, lay on the bed, stretched her limbs, and let out a long breath. She was almost exhausted and needed to take a good rest.

Huijin followed him in and saw Song Ruoxi lying on the bed without any manners. He sighed. Jingchen had learned the etiquette of the boudoir for so long, but it was useless and still so casual.

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