Although it's outrageous-

But what the lord said sounds very fallacy.

Jiang Sheng twisted his beard and pondered at the corn porridge. As the lord, Chen Tang was indispensable for the sentence "care" - called care, but in fact he caught the fishing staff: "This porridge is not pleasant?"

"No, Katsu just remembered something."

Chen Tang took it seriously: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Sheng: "It is said that there are ten golden monks, right?"

Chen Tang nodded: "Well, according to the mythical records in the thief star's Word Spirit, there are ten golden crows, but then they were shot down by the hero Dayi on ten days. But myths are myths, we still have to pay attention to science. The sun above our heads is a giant sphere made of luminous plasma, called stars, not a black bird... The origin of the ten crows is pure nonsense..."

Jiang Sheng's ability to ignore useless nonsense has been achieved. Chen Tang talked a lot, and he just listened to the previous sentence.

"How could Shiwu know the descendants of the Golden Crow?"

Chen Tang was asked by this question.

"How do we know this..."

Jiang Sheng had a serious face: "The dragon gave birth to nine sons and each one has different sons. There are countless common people among the people who have the same father and mother, but they are very different. The family of the same surname also talks about a large and small clan, let alone the descendants of ten golden crows? Sheng thought that one inscription was not enough."

Gu Chi, who was just shopping for the dry rice, stopped chopsticks.

The expression was full of "You old man is so naughty."

Chen Tang held his chin and thought about Jiang Sheng’s suggestions.

"This is very reasonable, logical, and indeed feasible..." Even Chen Tang, who was full of bad water, had to admit that she was not on the same level as these literary scholars who made money by making bad things! Jiang Sheng's move was too ruthless!

Chen Tang’s plan was just to provoke a “controversy of faith”, torture the oppressed refugees from the bottom of Shiwu to unite and resist, and drive away and kill traitors from the same clan who violated the “decision of the ancestors”. Jiang Sheng’s plan was to completely split the Shiwu!

If the ten golden crows each have their own descendants.

It means there are ten additional "sects".

Who is the bulk?

Who is Xiaozong?

Who is orthodox?

Which of the ten golden crows is more noble?

If we fabricate the bloody family conflicts between each golden crow, causing disaster to the Xiao wall and fighting with brothers, as their descendants of blood, will the unworthy descendants compete for their ancestors? It would be great if they are united and not broken into pieces.

It's simply a murderous conspiracy!

but--

Gu Chi said a pity: "Okay, but it's out of place."

Or it is not in line with the current environment.

After the influence of the first stone tablet was deeply rooted in Shiwu, it became widely circulated at the bottom, and then the strategy mentioned by Jiang Sheng was implemented. Now that all of it is thrown out, it is too easy to alarm the enemy. If you have a little brain-related association, you will know that there is a fraud.

The most important thing is-

"Chi is really looking forward to making a masterpiece first."

A gentleman takes revenge and he will take revenge overnight!

Jiang Sheng: “…”

Gu Chi turned a furious again: "What do you think the lord?"

Chen Tang was so happy to watch the show but was unhappy to be the fish that was affected. When Gu Chi saw it, she focused on her meal.

On this day, the mood of the refugees in the valley was even more exciting than a roller coaster. I don’t know if it was a faith bonus, but even if 90% of them were illiterate, the content of the inscription was still difficult to spread quickly, and everyone could memorize a paragraph by rote.

This is no longer as simple as an inscription.

This is the "genealogy" of their descendants of Shiwu.

A solid evidence to prove their noble bloodline!

The inscription also says that all descendants of the ten blacks are equal, without distinction between noble and humble, and without differences between rich and poor. This vast land under your feet is given to every descendant and people. The ancestors loved their descendants and left countless precious wealth in the tribe.

Every citizen is qualified to inherit.

The descendants of gods are noble and cannot be slaves or servants.

Anyone who humiliates God's descendants shall conquer them together.

Such as respecting parents, loving neighbors, mutual help from blood, not occupying property, not taking away wives and children...

There are also records of the ancestors' golden crows flying in the sky above. The creatures on the mainland have received the kindness of their ancestors. However, the descendants did not cultivate good results, did not cultivate good deeds, and the tribesmen killed each other and suffered from the creatures. The ancestors saw it in their eyes and felt very disappointed.

I haven't reflected on myself for more than two hundred years.

The ancestors were so divine that they were hidden.

Soon, some refugees cried in grief and anger.

Who has become refugees? They have no stories? They have not been bullied or oppressed? They have lost their ranch and wealth, and their blood relatives are either brutally killed or died of illness, starved to death or captured to sell as slaves, and their ends are miserable.

Survived by luck, he was so hungry that he had to cook grass, wood and eat mud. He took the risk of plundering powerful tribes defended by elite soldiers and generals for a little bit of food. Every bit of food they ate into his mouth was stained with the blood of the heroes. How could he not hate it?

Facing reality and powerful enemies, they became numb, surrendered, and became cold and cold...

They are more humble than ants.

It's a day to endure.

Living one more day is profitable.

Living like a walking zombie!

Only when the ancestors appeared did they realize that they were not humble. They were all noble descendants of the Golden Crow God. The tribe members lived a hard life and could not get out of this barren and cold land for generations because those unfilial descendants violated the will of their ancestors!

Their suffering is not brought by the lowly life.

It is the "traitor" who has created all this!

The ancestors said that this land was the legacy of all descendants, but the reality was that the most abundant pastures and mineral veins that could bring prosperity to the sky were all controlled by a few people. These people had thousands of slaves for their enjoyment.

The so-called slaves are also gods!

The ancestors said that they loved their neighbors...

But which of their tribe was not annexed by the brutal and greedy large tribe, and raised the butcher knife if they refused to agree?

The ancestors also said that they should not take away their wives and children...

But many of them watched their wives and children be abused to death in front of them, and they would never forget them for their lives...

This is what the ancestor said wrongly...

Or have these people done something wrong?

Everyone thought about themselves and was deeply saddened.

What made them even more desperate was that as long as there were these "traitors" in Shiwu, the noble Shiwu people would not be able to obtain the forgiveness of their ancestors in one day, nor would they enter the richest continent and become the real master... How sad and lamentable!

Chen Tang was walking around outside.

You can see a few refugees wiping their tears at will.

Is the effect so exaggerated?

"...No, if these refugees really have such understanding ability, they wouldn't be so stupid..." Chen Tang turned his suspicious eyes to Gu Wangchao. It must be this guy who secretly contributed to the fire. "After that, is there any of your work?"

Gu Chi snorted: "Of course there are."

These fools cannot understand his articles.

He could only explain a little, "fixed training", and let them pass through ten, ten to a hundred.

As long as someone starts to trace the source of pain, others will be infected. They will not think, but will only regard the scum that others have chewed into as their own understanding, and firmly believe that these contents are the core of their understanding.

Seeing the first results, Chen Tang smiled slightly.

"Ten black, slowly draw it."

The signs of turmoil are irrigated here and sprout.
Chapter completed!