Standing on the dark Wuchao Mountain, Li Kuanglan was thinking about these things, and at the same time he was casually looking at the cascading waves and tides coming from far and near.
He often likes to come to the top of Wuchao Mountain to think about things, because of the faint sound of the waves lapping on the shore, there is an indescribable sense of rhythm.
Those bursts of "squeaking" sounds, on the contrary, can make him calm down and think about those difficult things quietly.
But today, he found that when he was thinking about Zhang Shaochen, the background sound of the sea tide that he thought was pleasant before seemed so harsh today!
After thinking hard for a while, Li Kuanglan still couldn't calm down. Li Kuanglan flicked his sleeves, walked down Wuchao Mountain, and went to ask his father Li Henyuan for advice.
Of course, this kind of questioning is not mainly to deal with Zhang Shaochen; their father and son are "gods", and what they plan is naturally a major event of the gods; no matter how annoying Zhang Shaochen is, he is just a mortal.
He found Li Henyuan in a deep cave near the coast in the northeast corner of Wuchao Mountain.
This cave is Li Henyuan's residence. Above the stone gate at the entrance of the cave, there are three large characters inscribed:
"Haichao Mansion."
Li Henyuan, who has lived in Haichao's residence for a long time, has a slender figure and a surprisingly handsome appearance, which is the image of a handsome middle-aged man.
Although at this time, men are praised for their good looks, and they are often described as "the face is like a crown jade", but in fact, few people's complexion and skin feel like beautiful jade. In most cases, the face is like a crown jade, which is an exaggeration statement.
But Li Henyuan was very surprised, his face with regular features was really as white as Hetian Meiyu.
Not only is it white, but his face also has a lustrous luster.
Just looking at his appearance, he is really upright, and it is also in line with the positive views that everyone has had on the Blood Justice League for a long time in the past.
In layman's terms, in the days when the Blood Justice League pretended to be a decent sect, Li Henyuan, who had a face like white jade and a dignified appearance, was in line with all the public's imagination of a decent sect leader.
Even on this face, the arrangement of the facial features is so perfect that it is almost impossible to find another face that makes people feel so delicate and harmonious.
It's a pity that recent events have proved that neither a person nor an organization can be judged by its appearance.
When Li Kuanglan saw Li Henyuan, the real leader of the Blood Justice League was wearing a black robe with abstract patterns embroidered with gold thread.
This kind of pattern with no image or meaning is actually rare in today's clothing.
In the deep cave, there are also many torches lit, and some luminous pearls and jades to assist lighting, but it still looks a bit gloomy.
This is the cave where Li Henyuan lives.
Although the location is close to the sea, this cave is quite dry, and there are front halls, bedrooms, all kinds of rooms and furniture, not worse than those manors outside.
Located on an island, the decoration in the cave naturally has the style of the ocean.
For example, the fruit plate for fruit snacks is a huge snow-white shell; the screen used for isolation in the hall is directly served by huge ruby ??coral with intertwined branches.
Seeing his father, Li Kuanglan expressed his confusion, and asked, "To deal with someone like Zhang Shaochen, what kind of brilliant strategy should I use?"
"Smart strategy?"
Li Henyuan looked at his son, his eyes shone faintly like golden luminous jellyfish.
"There is no really advanced strategy, common sense is the best strategy." He said.
"Common sense?" Li Kuanglan was a little overwhelmed.
"Look for his weakness." Li Henyuan said.
"Looking for his weaknesses"
Li Kuanglan chewed this sentence two or three times, and suddenly realized.
At this moment, the somewhat dim cave seemed bright to his eyes.
Li Henyuan looked at him silently, his eyes were like a wise elder, watching the growth and maturity of his own children and grandchildren.
After being silent for a while, Li Henyuan suddenly said: "Kang Lan, transporting people to overseas home countries, the current method is too troublesome."
"What do you mean?" Li Kuanglan stepped out of his thoughts and looked at his father.
Li Henyuan said quietly:
"After experiencing several things, I have been thinking about this problem."
"The longer we delay the transportation of people, the more disadvantageous it will be."
"The forces in China are already vigilant. The longer it drags on, the more they will unite and integrate."
"Look, we have lost even such an important thug as Jiuling Yaoguo."
"Then what should we do?" Li Kuanglan asked.
"It's very simple. Let's find the most suitable Shenzhou faction and turn all of them into blood puppets and blood corpses, so we don't need to transfer any more!"
"The key now is to choose the most suitable sect."
"Do you have any ideas?"
Li Henyuan looked at his son and asked a question. Obviously, this was not asking for advice, but a test.
This time Li Kuanglan reacted quickly, his eyes lit up immediately, and he shouted, "I see!"
Li Henyuan was a little surprised: "I thought of it so soon? Then tell me."
"Well, just now, baby, I was actually thinking about Zhang Shaochen's weakness."
"I have thought about it a little bit, so when you said just now that you want to find the most suitable sect force, I immediately thought of the answer."
Li Henyuan looked at him, and didn't rush to ask for the answer, but smiled slowly.
"Smart. You deserve to be the master of Huaxia chosen by me in the future." Li Henyuan said without thinking.
"Thank you for the compliment." Li Kuanglan smiled restrainedly, "Actually, my child has always thought that as long as he works hard enough, a demigod can become a true god."
"Hahaha, have ambition!" Li Henyuan laughed loudly, "But my son, don't worry about whether you are a demigod or a true god. You are my son, and you are a god. Tell me, what is your answer?"
"It's the Devil Sect and the Nine Ridges Kingdom." Li Kuanglan said.
"Yes." Li Henyuan remained calm, "Tell me why you chose them."
Li Kuanglan talked eloquently:
"Nine Ridges Demon Country needs no elaboration, it has long been our goal."
"The Devil Cult is neither big nor small, and has enough 'manpower'."
"The way of the demons they cultivated, after being transformed into soul warriors and blood corpse spirits, their combat power is no less than that of the demons, and they are even better in wisdom."
"For the puppet army of the Exieso Empire, wisdom is far more important than strength."
"Yes." Li Henyuan nodded, noncommittal, "What else?"
Li Kuanglan said:
"What's more, the Devil Cult is not weak, but it's not strong either. After all, it's not as strong as when Dugu was rampant."
"The current leader is a little girl, how strong can she be? Just a little girl, what kind of bravery, cunning, and overall perspective are there?"
"So overall, Demon Spirit Cult is the best source of human resources."
Seeing the title of this chapter, I suddenly remembered a sentence that the boss of DJI drones often said: common sense, that is, common sense. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com