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Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I have the latest chapter of a world bank!In Baisheng Academy, Saint Zhang was lying on the rocking chair with a blood-red pocket watch in his hand, looking nostalgic.

Ten thousand years ago, he was still a young man named Zhang Xiaoer. He was from a poor family, and he kept sheep and cattle, mixed food and clothing, and barely survived.

Whenever I see those friends who go to school, Xiao Er is very envious, and when they come back from school, when they talk about the knowledge they have learned, Xiao Er is greedy.

He really wants to learn.

When a childhood sweetheart saw this, she took advantage of her free time to secretly make up lessons for him, teach him literacy and read books.

It's a pity that the second grader is dull, and he struggles to study. It may take four or five days for the second grader to remember things that ordinary people can remember in a day.

But this can't stop him. Since studying is very hard, he will work hard. You can use it for one day, and I can use it for four or five days, and I can still learn.

This kind of life lasted for a full three years. After three years, Xiao Er remembered a lot of knowledge. He decided not to herd, and went to a private school, taking the savings accumulated over the years to make an impact.

Unfortunately, her childhood sweetheart moved away at this time because she was betrothed to a talent by her parents.

Xiao Er was very sad that night, but he did not go to find his childhood sweetheart, but was crying alone in the ruined temple. The heavy rain covered his crying.

No one knows how much Zhang Xiaoer likes that girl.

Just like no one knows how much Zhang Xiaoer likes to read.

He really likes it from the heart!

It's just that he is stupid, stupid, and useless.

After that heavy rainy night, Zhang Xiaoer still decided to go to a private school, and his childhood sweetheart was crushed by him.

After studying in a private school for a year, his achievements are not high or low, but he is definitely not a talent.

Saint Zhang remembers clearly that on that day, the loud gongs and drums disturbed him. He watched the girl with his own eyes, sat on the sedan chair with a pretty face, and was carried away.

This time Zhang Xiaoer didn't cry, but was a little sad...

Well, he was very sad.

Sitting by the small river, Zhang Xiaoer was really desperate.

In despair, the river washed down a blood-red pocket watch, which was seen by Xiao Er, and then dropped a stone, which was smashed accurately.

World Bank!

That was the first time Zhang Xiaoer heard of this place and the only time he set foot in this life.

He traded his life for all the wisdom of a sage.

By the time he was completely reborn, three days have passed, and his childhood sweetheart and his talented husband have lived a happy life.

From then on, Zhang Xiaoer changed his name to Zhang Shengren, left the small place and traveled around. To this day, he has become the leader of the scholars and the god of scholars.

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In the World Bank, Li Xiandao looked at Xiao Qi and asked, "How can Saint Zhang be so peaceful?"

Xiao Qi was also very surprised, and said: "Perhaps, he has taken everything down?"

Li Xiandao stared at Saint Zhang in the picture, surprised: "The wisdom of the sages and saints given to him has become so rich?"

If the wisdom given to Saint Zhang before is one, then ten thousand years later, this wisdom has increased to ten!

It can be said that it is incredible.

This can only be done if Saint Zhang has been immersed in learning, immersed in philosophy, working hard to study and improve himself during these ten thousand years.

"It seems that he is not bad, at least he has fulfilled his promise." Xiao Qi has a better impression of Saint Zhang.

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Long Mixu came to the garden, looked at the thin old man in front of him, and said, "I already know everything about you."

Saint Zhang calmly said: "You sent this, I guessed it, then who are you from the World Bank?"

"The boss of Tiandi Bank is my master!" Long Mi said lightly.

"I seem to have violated the contract that year. You are here today to take my life and soul, right?" Saint Zhang asked.

He looked very calm, not afraid, not worried, as calm as water.

"Aren't you afraid?" Long Mixu asked in surprise.

Saint Zhang has also practiced, but what he cultivates is the Confucian awe-inspiring righteousness, Wen Yang can live for a long time.

This is almost the same as practice. Once you reach a certain level, your life will increase.

Saint Zhang has lived for more than 10,000 years, and this aura of righteousness must be very powerful when he hears it. If he shoots now, he only needs a word to suppress Long Mixu.

But he has no plans.

"Why should I be afraid? I was wrong. That would be wrong and I will be punished." Zhang Shengren said seriously.

"You are really open-minded." Long Mixu sneered.

"Are you laughing at me?" Saint Zhang asked.

"You used the borrowed wisdom of sages and saints. What you have achieved today is the wisdom of others." Long Mixu questioned.

"The wisdom of others needs me to continue to add to it. The wisdom of the past is not the same as the wisdom of the present. If you want to kill me, please feel free. If you are worried about being discovered, I can also help you. After leaving, he committed suicide." Saint Zhang sighed, not wanting to explain.

Over the past ten thousand years, he has taught and educated people and founded the Baisheng Academy. His disciples don't know how many disciples he has. Many poor children have been saved by him. He has done everything a leader of the scholars should do.

Zhang Shengren thinks he can afford this title.

So there is no need to explain to Long Mixu.

"I'm not here to kill you." Long Mixu shook his head.

"Then you are?" Saint Zhang frowned at Long Mixu.

"I want you to support me and ascend to the throne!" Long Mixu's mouth curled up and said firmly.

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In the World Bank, after seeing this scene, Li Xiandao waved his sleeves and the picture disappeared.

"Now the situation is clear. There is the leader of the scholars to support Long Mixu, and the elder prince is secretly supporting. She only needs to be recognized by the royal elders." Li Xiandao said with satisfaction.

"This step is also the most difficult." Xiao Qi shook his head.

"It's okay, just take it slow." Li Xiandao waved his hand and said calmly.

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Outside the Great Wall!

Daxia Dynasty, Xia Wuxu returned here, found all the senior officials of Daxia Dynasty, and told the news that Daxia Dragon Bird had been lost.

"Huh, the other party must have broken through the realm of saints and entered a higher realm, but my Daxia Dynasty is not easy to mess with. The Emperor of the Daxia Dynasty said coldly.

"To unite with other forces, the three Dao Sages of the Primordial Demon Sect were also killed, contact them and integrate the 18 Demon Dao." Xia Wuxu said solemnly.

"Leave this to you. You lost the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow. It is hard to atone for your sins. If you can't get it back, you can judge yourself." The Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty said coldly.

"I will contact the Primordial Demon Sect, unite all useful forces, and must kill the opponent in one fell swoop." Xia Wuxu said firmly.

"I can't kill them, I will judge myself!" Xia Wuxu issued a military order.