I know this ancient god

Baipao Hongjun's smile faded slightly. He put down the tea cup in his hand, stared at Tang Xuan and whispered: "It seems that the misunderstanding caused this time is much bigger than I thought."

Tang Xuan picked up the tea and took a sip.

The faint fragrance penetrated between his lips and teeth, like countless small and agile fish, bringing a wonderful vitality to his mouth.

He praised: "Good tea."

Baipao Hongjun whispered: "Little friend, the conditions you proposed are too harsh, we cannot accept them."

Tang Xuan raised his lips: "Is it harsh? As far as I know, the lifespan of you immortals is endless. If you work for us for a thousand years, you can gain freedom. Isn't it cost-effective?"

"Today is different from the past. The immortals have almost gone crazy staying in the small world." Baipao Hongjun paused, "Jiang Ziya is a typical example, haven't you seen it before?"

Tang Xuan looked at Baipao Hongjun quietly.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

After a while, Tang Xuan said: "Because of this, we must restrain you even more to prevent the lunatics among you from having a major impact on us."

Baipao Hongjun said slowly: "I will not let the crazy immortal leave here again."

"When Jiang Ziya left here, did you know that he was crazy?" Tang Xuan gradually speeded up his speech, "I have a question that I hope Daozu can answer for me. Why did Jiang Ziya mentally confuse other people except me? It seems that he didn't just want to Do you want me to become a disciple?"

The white-robed Taoist ancestor's eyes stagnated slightly: "Jiang Ziya was an accident. It's not surprising what he did when he was mentally unstable."

"I can't go back and explain to everyone what you said." Tang Xuan's tone was slightly impatient, "And do you think we can't survive without you?"

Honorifics disappear quietly

Bai-robed Hongjun's face turned serious: "As far as I know, you are very weak and were forced into a panic by the resurrected ancient gods. If it weren't for us..."

Tang Xuan interrupted: "You are talking about the old almanac."

Baipao Hongjun's eyes became reserved: "I would like to hear the details."

"Your little world does not have access to the Internet, and it is too slow to receive news." Tang Xuan teased lightly, and then said seriously: "We have received the inheritance from advanced civilizations, including a piece of equipment that can easily crush the newly resurrected ancient god. With powerful weapons and complete technical information, it won’t take long for us to become a powerful civilization that dominates the world, so you are not as important to us as you think.”

Baipao Hongjun was silent.

As Tang Xuan said, in his small world, his understanding of outside information was very limited, and he did not know that such a big change had occurred in the Federation.

If what Tang Xuan said is true, the importance of immortals to the Federation has obviously dropped significantly.

Baipao Hongjun took a deep look at Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan crossed his legs, holding the almost cold tea suit in his hand and blowing it, which almost showed his confidence written on his face.

Baipao Hongjun sighed quietly in his heart. He couldn't help but think of Jiang Ziya's calm face, and his state of mind, which had been calm for thousands of years, fluctuated violently.

Jiang Ziya, ruined my life

Tang Xuan shook the tea cup twice, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp. He slowly wiped the tea from his lips and said, "If you don't believe it, then send another immortal to investigate, but we have to decide on the candidate. ”

Baipao Hongjun nodded slowly.

Seeing Hongjun nod, Tang Xuan felt relieved. In fact, what he said was mixed with a lot of water. The Neutron Battle Star cannot be used to protect the development of the Federation due to mission restrictions, so the Immortal is still very important to the Federation.

Fortunately, Hongjun didn't see through it.

"Zhao Gongming!"

Without waiting for Baipao Hongjun to ask, Tang Xuan took the lead in reporting the candidate.

He had gotten along with Jin Jiaojian and felt that the Sanxiao sisters and Zhao Gongming were still sane and wouldn't cause big trouble if they were summoned. Moreover, Zhao Gong's name is the God of Wealth, and he is the most worshiped god in the federation. He can form combat effectiveness in a short period of time and clean up the ancient gods for the federation.

By summoning Zhao Gongming, there will be no need to summon other immortals within this year. Even if the immortals have any conspiracy, they will not be able to realize it.

When the Federation digests the technology of Hill civilization, there will be no need for the immortals. If everything develops smoothly, the initiative will be entirely in the hands of the Federation whether to burn bridges or to further deepen cooperation.

Hongjun in white robe muttered in a low voice: "Zhao Gongming"

He remembered that this immortal was a disciple of the Supreme Saint Tongtian Cult Leader, the top male immortal of the original Jie Cult, and now the God of Wealth in Heaven.

In fact, he has recently paid attention to Zhao Gongming's activities in the fantasy world, because the God of Wealth priesthood is a first-class and popular priesthood in this era. Once he goes to the main world, he can immediately become a powerful combat force.

Zhao Gongming spent 900 of the 1,000 years meditating on the same spot. He had little foresight and was a chess piece that was easy to control.

Thinking of this, Baipao Hongjun nodded to Tang Xuan.

"Okay, in order to make up for the trust gap between us, we will choose the candidates you proposed,"

Tang Xuan stood up slowly: "In that case, I will go back first and let Zhao Gongming prepare for his arrival. We will make a container for his arrival as soon as possible."

Baipao Hongjun sighed with emotion: "Little friend, I thought you were destined to be an immortal, but I didn't expect that it would be a business deal in the end."

Tang Xuan said relaxedly: "Yes, it is a business."

He turned his head and looked into the boundless darkness outside the light range, but couldn't see anything. The last time he came here, he had seen the scene outside, with countless rotten immortal bodies sitting cross-legged on rotten futons, and everything he could see was filled with decay and despair.

The world is on the verge of destruction.

Tang Xuan was slightly startled.

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Are these immortals trying to plunder energy from the main world to supply this small world?

Tang Xuan's eyebrows furrowed quietly.

This small world can survive the baptism of the end. Thinking about it from his perspective, if it were him, he would also want to maintain the existence of this world.

This is indeed a reasonable motive.

However, the main world that has lost a lot of energy will be extremely fragile when fighting against the end. The creatures in the main world may not even have a chance to create a small world to escape.

Tang Xuan took a deep look at Baipao Hongjun.

The white-robed Hongjun's face did not change.

He didn't care whether Tang Xuan guessed his intention, nor did he even care about the so-called autonomy.

Because as long as the federation needs immortals, the immortals will have the opportunity to go to the main world, and once they go to the main world, the immortals will have many ways to escape from the control of the federation.

Immortals once ruled an entire era.

Tang Xuan saw the indifference in Baipao Hongjun's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just felt that if he led the federation across the river and burned bridges in the future, he wouldn't need to bear any psychological burden.