“This is not the right way.” Fuli Island, the main peak of the Central Mountain Range, the Superior Missionary Academy, Tao Tie was silent for a long time and then uttered a sigh. At this moment, the unveiling ceremony of the four lower-level missionary houses had been over for half an hour. The three eighth-rank wizards who had been forced to grow up quickly started from the northwest, passed the northeast, southeast, and ended in the southwest. Before each subordinate missionary house was unveiled, they executed the serious criminals one by one in the form of a one-on-one duel in front of everyone on the island. Just as Tao Tie expected, it achieved the most shocking effect on the islanders. The islanders had been gradually getting rid of their numbness and ignorance in a series of events, and were showing signs of coming back to life. In the final analysis, whether it was the Langmo Sect or the more powerful overseas demon sects, they were eventually defeated by the Dayong Dynasty and the Pinghai Guard, and the common people on many islands had nothing to do with them. During the purge that night, many people died on the island. After all, it was decided by Tao Tie's will, and no islander could help. Even the islanders have no say in the matter of registering households and distributing land equally among the people. If we are not in control of ourselves or do not have the ability to be independent, everything will be like rootless floating duckweed.

If one day China decides that the overseas islands are too far away from the mainland, have little output, and require a large amount of manpower, material resources and financial resources to be invested, the cost will outweigh the gain and it will have to be abandoned. You can leave the Celestial Empire anytime you want, but what about the islanders? Most of them still have to stay on the island to survive. Therefore, what happened today, under Tao Tie's will, was that three people with deep blood feuds killed their enemies one by one in a one-on-one duel, which was very exciting. A large number of islanders knew that as long as they seized the opportunity they had finally obtained, practiced well, and worked hard, they would have the ability to protect themselves and kill their enemies regardless of whether the Celestial Empire left or not. The enthusiasm for practice suddenly increased. The four lower missionary schools that were open for enrollment were immediately packed with people. Tao Tie upgraded his technology once in the past half month and sent out all version clay figures, whose number had been expanded, to serve as instructors in the four lower-level missionary academies, and was able to barely cope with the situation. Compared with the version of the clay figurine half a month ago, the version of the clay figurine has many more features and abilities. Not only does the clay figurine look like a living person from the outside, but it also has all the internal organs and distinct bones and muscles from the inside; it also gives the clay figurine a foundation that is sufficient to exert the full strength of the soldiers stationed there, which is consistent with the combat function of the bean soldiers in [Throwing Beans to Make Soldiers], but their combat power is slightly weaker. It is used for teaching in the four lower-level missionary colleges, teaching literacy, imparting Dharma and answering questions, and is very handy. When Tao Tie lamented that "this is not the right way", he was simply referring to the act of forcing things to happen, rather than the results achieved through one-on-one teaching and the popularity of the missionary home. Tao Tie was very happy to see the following. The three sorcerers who worshipped "Taiyi Great Heavenly Emperor" were promoted from ordinary people to the eighth rank in just half a month by means of forced growth. It was not without cost, and the cost was very high. They paid for more than half of their vitality and lost thirty years of their lifespan in exchange for such a huge improvement. Even if you continue to practice formal cultivation and improve yourself diligently, it will be difficult to make up for it. It is precisely because of this that Tao Tie feels that he is forcing things to happen and has deviated from the right path, and his behavior is essentially no different from that of the demons from outside the domain. Even if we want to perform better in practice and gain greater support from the Chinese government, we cannot go to such extremes, even if we have to resort to any means necessary. Practicing means cultivating the mind.

Life is a constant process of introspection. After expressing his feelings, Tao Tie warned himself and tried to make amends for his mistakes. He updated several tasks in the "net" formed by the mother and child jade discs and released three longevity pills. One longevity pill is worth one hundred pieces of top-grade jade and can extend the lifespan of practitioners of the fifth rank or below by fifteen years. Extremely precious and very rare. The three longevity pills in Tao Tiedou were given by the eldest princess. One is willing to fight, the other is willing to be beaten. In order to quickly increase the lost thirty years of lifespan, the three wizards each took half of the responsibility. In this way, psychologically, Tao Tie reconciled with himself. No worries. Then he concentrated on promoting the progress of literacy, preaching and teaching, and still ignored the increasingly fierce war in the outer sea. Outside the East China Sea, to the east of Fuli Island is the open sea. In fact, this vast and almost boundless sea has a name that has been called for many years, the Eternal Sea. The name comes from the Wu Shi Demon Sect, which stands at the top of the many demon sects in this sea area. The Celestial Empire calls the Wu Shi Sea a temporary name "Outer Sea" instead of a formal name because the Celestial Empire has not yet defeated the Wu Shi Demon Sect and has not yet gained supreme control over this sea area in both name and reality. It's not that simple to declare something like this. A name that does not match the reality is a handle that can easily be exploited by the enemy. The responsibility of Pinghaiwei was to defeat the Wushi Demon Sect, gain control of this sea area, and then help the Celestial Empire fulfill its claim. However, it has been half a month since the early battle, and Pinghaiwei has fought dozens of battles, big and small, but has still never had a head-on confrontation with the Wushi Demon Sect. Only those small and medium-sized demon sects of similar size to the Langmo Sect, which occupied several, a dozen, or even twenty islands in the Wushi Sea, were like a school of sharks, either in groups of three or five or in a swarm, constantly pouncing on and biting Pinghaiwei. Whenever Pinghaiwei made a move to attack the Wushi Demon Sect, these demon sects became even more crazy and would not care about casualties. In fact, the reason why Tao Tie was able to blow up the largest hiding place of the remnants of the Langmo Sect so smoothly was because the core figures of the Langmo Sect were not in the hiding place, they had joined the shark group. It was blown up without any resistance. Faced with this situation and the fighting style of the overseas demon sects, Pinghaiwei, under the central command of Miao Zongren and with the close cooperation of the navy, army and aerospace forces, advanced steadily and was neither timid nor greedy for quick success. Miao Zongren always maintained the battle line within a range where he could withdraw to Qingzhou mainland at full speed within ten days. At the beginning, this style of fighting was not very popular among some middle-level generals of Pinghaiwei. Especially after many demon sects showed their determination to protect the Wu Shi Demon Sect at all costs. If it weren't for the fact that the deputy general managers Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng, who actually commanded the army, had not resolutely carried out Miao Zongren's military orders, and even resorted to military law to execute a deputy general who had returned a quarter of an hour late in a battle and had advanced three hundred nautical miles! This deputy general is an old subordinate of Yang Qingren. He has fought with him for seven or eight years and has already reached the level of a third-grade martial artist! Of course, Miao Zongren did not approve Yang Qingren's request. He simply demoted him to a small private.

Later, more and more generals gradually discovered that these overseas demon sects, like a group of sharks, were actually trying to lure Pinghaiwei forward by defending the Wushi Demon Sect at the cost of casualties. Only then did he wake up and realize the sinister intentions of the overseas demon sect. They actually wanted to use the casualties of countless demon cultivators and the loss of many islands to trick Pinghaiwei into extending the battle line and going deep into the open sea. The longer the battle line is, the more difficult it becomes to provide logistical supplies to Pinghaiwei. The further we go into the open sea, the harder it will be for China to provide strategic support. If Pinghaiwei is deceived by the bait thrown by the Wushi Demon Sect and is bent on expanding the results of the battle, annihilating more demon cultivators, destroying more demon sects, occupying more islands, and even destroying the Wushi Demon Sect in one fell swoop, sooner or later he will be like a greedy snake and eat himself to death. or…… "Or the Wu Shi Demon Sect, which never shows up in person, could bypass Pinghaiwei, which has advanced too far and has difficulty returning, and directly attack the mainland of the Celestial Empire." On the flagship of the Pinghaiwei commander-in-chief, the three military chiefs gathered in one cabin. Miao Zongren pointed at the extremely detailed 3D map, circled a few points, and drew a few routes: “If we were dragged here and torn apart by the demon sharks, we wouldn’t be able to escape for a while. The Wu Shi Demon Sect advanced from these routes, headed straight for Qingzhou, and then divided its forces into three groups. Attack Qingzhou all the way to attract the attention of the Celestial Empire; Blockade the Bohai Bay all the way to cut off logistics and reinforcements; Sweeping all the islands outside the Bohai Bay, one by one, they took away the territories that Pinghaiwei had recently conquered and that the Celestial Empire had managed for more than 20 years. Bang. Miao Zongren clenched his right fist and smashed it into the palm of his left hand. He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely: "Since I came here, even if all the Pinghaiwei soldiers died in battle, it would not be enough to make up for the loss of the Celestial Empire, nor would it be enough to wash away the shame! It is possible that the designation of Pinghaiwei will be abolished in our hands." Although the two had already deduced such a situation privately, after listening to the analysis, Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng still felt scared. Firstly, if the war situation really develops as Miao Zongren predicted, no one can bear the responsibility; Secondly, the more than 50,000 demon cultivators who died in the past half month were not dummies. In other words, Pinghaiwei didn't take the bait. If there were any signs of the enemy taking the bait, the casualties of the Demon Sect would increase several times. "Coach Miao, how should we play next?" After calming down, Yang Qingren, the commander of the Aerospace Force, asked in a deep voice, "We can't keep dragging it out like this. The soldiers have been fighting for half a month, and although they are not exhausted yet, I'm afraid something will happen if we continue to fight this tepid battle." Huang Juecheng praised: "I think we can either have a big fight and eat a big piece of meat from him and leave, or we can return to our homeland to rest and take it slowly." Miao Zongren shook his head slightly, and said with wisdom in his hands: "My opinion is that we should neither fight a big battle nor return to the mainland directly, but retreat to Fuli Island and wait and see." The so-called Fuli Island line refers to the dozen or so islands originally ruled by the Langmo Sect. The island with the largest area and the largest population is undoubtedly Fuli Island. With the area and scale of these dozen islands, Pinghaiwei can fully utilize them for rest and recuperation. "good idea!"

Yang Qingren clapped his hands and agreed loudly, but then he looked embarrassed and asked a difficult question, "So are the islands we conquered and the people we rescued in the past half month just lost?" "Isn't this simple?" Without waiting for Miao Zongren to speak, Huang Juecheng said directly: "The island is lost, and the people will just move away." Yang Qingren snorted, "It's easy to move away, but it's hard to resettle them, and it's even harder to identify them. There are so many people, millions of them, and a mixed bag. What if there are remnants of the Demon Sect lurking among them and jump out at the critical moment, ruining everything?" "Cold salad!" Huang Juecheng's voice became louder. "This is the job of the Qingzhou Prefecture Government. We in Pinghaiwei don't have to worry about it." "You are shirking responsibility." "You're just looking for trouble." Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng started arguing and blaming each other. "okay!" Miao Zongren rolled his eyes at the two burly men, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted angrily, "Don't act in front of me. Isn't it the crime of abandoning the island and the people? I will take the responsibility." Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng fell silent immediately. The islands conquered in half a month were not counted as part of the Celestial Empire's territory until the people were registered and the land was distributed equally. They were given up and could not be called abandoned land. However, millions of people who had been rescued from the overseas demon sects were abandoned just like that. Not to mention what kind of turmoil would be caused in the court, the people within Pinghaiwei could not accept it. The Celestial Empire is a country of benevolence and righteousness. The Celestial Empire’s army is a righteous army, an army that saves the world. What does it mean to not rescue more people but instead abandon the people who have just been rescued after making sacrifices? After calming down Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng, Miao Zongren added: "Pass on my order. Due to changes in the war situation, the battle plan has been changed as follows: After one or three days, all guards will retreat to the sea area around Fuli Island to rest and recuperate. No mistakes can be made; 2. The logistics base of this guardhouse will be divided into two parts. The Qingzhou headquarters will remain unchanged, and a new Fuli Island branch will be added. Deputy General Manager Ma Jinyu will be ordered to coordinate the materials and establish a warehouse on Fuli Island. There must be no mistakes. Third, we will announce to all islanders that they will be relocated to the inland sea within three days, and the Celestial Empire will properly resettle them and resume production and life as soon as possible. Fourth, ask the Qingzhou Prefecture Government and the Qingzhou Immortal God Department to intervene and screen the people from the islands who have moved inland." "promise!" Yang Qingren and Huang Juecheng both bowed and accepted the order. In the corner of the cabin, several staff officers who had remained silent all this time quickly wrote down Miao Zongren's orders and distributed them one by one. Even though he had only won minor victories for half a month, Miao Zongren's authority within Pinghaiwei had already been initially established. The four orders were promptly executed. As Pinghaiwei's real opponent, the Wu Shi Demon Sect naturally always pays attention to Pinghaiwei's every move. This change was soon discovered by the Wu Shi Demon Sect.

The relevant information was delivered to the person who was playing against Miao Zongren at the fastest speed. On an island reef several meters square, a young man dressed in white, with the lower half of his face covered by a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes as bright as stars and a red lotus mark on his forehead, holding a fishing rod, fishing lazily. He listened intermittently to the report from the white-haired old man behind him. Those casualty figures, those lost islands, and those lost materials seemed not important at all in the eyes of the young man. After listening to them, he didn't even blink. It was not until he heard the old man talking about the latest developments in Pinghaiwei, the migration of people from many islands, and instructions on how to respond, that he was moved. The young man transferred the fishing rod from his left hand to his right hand, lifted it lightly, swung it hard, and caught a giant crab as big as a hill, but he did not pull it out. With a flick of his wrist, he removed the hook and let the turtle fall back into the sea. Then he sighed in annoyance: “It’s off the hook, what a shame!” He clapped his free left hand and smiled: "But you can't run away." He then threw away his fishing rod, stood up and walked on the water, leisurely and unrestrained at first, then he accelerated in an instant, covering a thousand miles in one step. Leaving behind it was a dead turtle with its four legs facing the sky. And the sword light that flew in the blink of an eye. (End of this chapter)