Chapter seven hundred and eighty first Mingjiao Mingjiao
It is difficult to stop Yi Xiruo's choice.
Because he could not provide any greater benefits than becoming the second-ranked figure of the Ming Cult, it could make Yi Xiruo change his mind.
It is not impossible to forcefully stop it. Yi Xiruo is definitely full of resentment and then becomes disloyal from one's own will, which will be detrimental to the long-term disadvantage.
Although Yi Xiruo had to surrender under his pressure, he did not really harm the interests of Yi Xiruo and Yimen.
Yi Xiruo Bingxue is smart, of course he understands that his threat is just a threat. As long as he expresses surrender, he will not really implement it.
If actual damage is caused, Yi Xiruo's personality will never sit still and wait for death.
This girl dared to strangle her own senior brother to death, so what else can't be done?
Yi Xiruo spared no effort to convince Fengsha, and was worthy of being called a brilliant lotus.
"If I become one of the heads of the Ming Cult, it will be of great benefit to Feng Shao. The Ming Cult has taken deep roots in the 13 prefectures of Liangzhe, and its influence in Fujian is not small. It will be of countless benefits to Ma Yuyan's management in Fujian."
Fengsha was silent.
Yi Xiruo looked at his face and said, "Thinking further, the choice of Ming Cult to match the Yimen is tantamount to active sinicization, which is very beneficial to the Central Plains and means that the Ming Cult begins to integrate into the hundreds of schools from the ideological level."
The wind and sand couldn't help but move.
The Ming Cult was operated in the Central Plains and was relatively independent of the hundreds of schools. Whether it was to the hundreds of schools or the Central Plains, it was not only a great threat, but also a great risk.
For example, decades ago, the mother of Manichaeism, the predecessor of the Ming Cult, rebelled and intended to establish a country with the Manichaeism organization. A hundred schools of thought rushed up like crazy to death. It was precisely because this precedent must not be opened.
For the Baijiajia, the most supreme interest is to maintain the uniqueness of the Baijiajiajia in Middle Earth, and no ideas outside the Baijiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajiajia
Any idea that is free from the hundreds of schools of thought has only two consequences: either integrate into the hundreds of schools or is strangled to death by the hundreds of schools of thought.
Yi Xiruo is a good lobbyist and is well aware of the core interests of the hundreds of schools. He first raises personal interests and then public interests, making it seem like there is no choice for the wind and sand.
"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant. Do you think I can't see what you think? Or do you think the Ming Cult can't guess what you think? The Ming Cult is big and strong, and the Yi Sect is small and weak, so it's not certain who swallows whom!"
The wind and sand were neither salty nor light, and said: "The Ming Cult is not a hundred schools of thought, how could it abide by the rules of the hundred schools of thought? Why do you think people never interfere with Yimen's internal affairs like me? What are you thinking in your head? Humph, the wisdom is dizzy."
Yi Xiruo's face changed when she heard it. Her beautiful strange eyes flashed rapidly, and her expression began to be gloomy and sunny. After the formation, she suddenly came back to her senses. She felt cold sweat behind her back, and even her clothes were wet.
Fengsha glanced at her? He lowered his head to drink tea.
Yi Xiruo knelt down and said, "Young Master Feng is indeed a good word, but Xiruo is indeed a good person, and you are really smart and confused? But now you are already in a deep mud. If Young Master Feng refuses to pull it up, Xiruo is afraid that it will be impossible to retreat. Please ask Young Master Feng to save me."
Of course, the Ming Cult is not easy to mess with. It is not without reason that the world regards as a demon sect. She still wants to withdraw when she becomes a saint? For religion, this is a great blasphemy. It immediately turns against the enemy and is an irreconcilable kind.
The small Yimen will definitely not be able to withstand the crazy revenge from the Ming Cult.
Fengsha smiled and put down the teacup and said, "If I were you? Maybe I would be the saint of Jingfeng for the rest of my life, but I would never be the sage of Jingfeng Ming. I will say this and I will do it myself."
Yi Xiruo's strange eyes were bright, she moved her knees closer, filled a cup of Fengsha's teacup, held the cup in both hands, and said sincerely: "Xiruo sincerely followed Feng Shao from now on, and he would never have a second heart again."
Fengsha tilted his head and looked at him a few times? It was the first time that he saw a little sincerity from Yi Xiruo, and took the teacup and said, "Get up! I'll ask you something."
Yi Xiruo stood up and sat down, and listened with his ears.
"How much do you know about the Ming Cult in Bianzhou?"
"After all, I'm still an outsider, and I don't know much."
Fengsha he said: "Pick up important things."
"The highest leader of the Ming Cult in Bianzhou was Shanmu. The reason why I became the Saint of Jingfeng was because the Maitreya Sect of the Holy Sect made a thread and met Shanmu."
Fengsha was very interested and asked, "What kind of person is this good mother?"
"It's very mysterious, charming, and very woman. Even women are moved when they see her. Every man who has seen him is obsessed with it, willingly giving it all, and even being abandoned as if he is abandoned."
Yi Xiruo's expression was a little strange in his words.
Fengsha said quietly: "It seems that this good mother is very charming."
Yi Xiruo said with a sloppy look: "It's also very dangerous. It's so beautiful that you can't get close to her. If you can't get close to her, it's best not to get close to her, especially be careful of the fragrance on her body and beware of any water she gives you."
Fengsha tilted his head and said, "You seem to have some meaning?"
"I know it when I smell it. Once this flower is overdose, it can make people happy from the heart, as if ascending to heaven. In order to reminisce, I can spare no expense, even if I can trample on it."
Yi Xiruo said seriously: "She grafted this extremely pleasant feeling on her body through the incense burning of this flower, which will make anyone possess her. In short, be careful."
This method seems amazing to others, but in the eyes of hundreds of schools, it is all the rest.
Fengsha snorted: "She actually dares to use such a crooked way in front of you. Do you look down on Yimen too much?"
Yi Xiruo shook her head and said, "She did not really burn this fragrance. She just became a habit of incense. She had residual fragrance. At most, it made people feel a little happy and would not really indulge."
Fengsha shook his head and said, "She is not afraid of backlash."
Yi Xiruo said casually: "That's not right."
Fengsha glanced at her and smiled and said, "Yes! After the backlash, you happened to be in power."
Yi Xiruo quickly gave up a smile.
Fengsha asked again: "Besides Shanmu, what other people are worth noting?"
"I have only seen the Sunlight and the Light Encouragement. The Light Encouragement belongs to the five living sons. The other four sons are the World Ming envoy, the Ten Heavenly King, the Demon-Subduing Envoy and the Dizang Ming envoy. I heard that the Ten Heavenly King seems to be in Bianzhou, but I have never seen it."
Yi Xiruo explained carefully: "The Twelve Lightning Messengers are subordinates of the Sunlight Messengers, and the Five Vivacious Sons are subordinates of the Jingfeng Messengers. I am only the Saint of Jingfeng. At most, they are ordered in person and ignore them in private."
Fengsha was very interested in the organizational structure of the Ming Cult and asked: "Who is the biggest difference between you and the sun and the sunlight and the cold sky?"
"The Sunlight Envoy belongs to the Good Mother, and the Jingfeng Ming Envoy belongs to the Mingzun group. He cannot control me, and I cannot control him. But the Jingfeng Ming Envoy is the Good Mother in the Future, so he will most likely obey the orders."
Yi Xiruo said: "There are the left and right guardians of Mingzun above, and the Five Mingzi who only obeys Mingzun's orders, are the masters of each hall."
Fengsha pondered and said, "In other words, the good mother, the Sunlight Envoy and the twelve light envoys are in the same line. Mingzun, Wumingzi, the left and right guardians, the Jingfengming envoy and the living five sons under his command are in the same line."
Yi Xiruo nodded and said, "First I will be obeyed by Mingzun and Shanmu at the same time, and also Hu Shen, Ying Shen, two guards, Ying Shen, wait for him to take over Mingzun and Hu Shen, and Ying Shen is the guardian of the left and right, and the living five sons will take over Wu Mingzi."
Fengsha understood a little. There were two big and one miss three forces within the Ming Cult, Ming Zun, Shanmu and Xianyimingzeng. Jing Fengmingzeng was actually just a decoration, and both the upper and lower parts were covered.
This kind of organizational structure is easy to fight between the old and the new, but the advantage is that it is difficult to eradicate.
From Mingzun to Shanmu to left and right guardians to Wumingzi, everyone has replacements, and even all the death lights can be seamlessly connected to make a comeback.
This is just the highest-level architecture, and the decomposition and the following are spread out, and a fatal blow to any part of it will not be really fatal.
They can immediately fight back, and even if they are not good, they can break their tails and escape, and they are intact at the organizational level.
Just thinking about it makes you know that it is so difficult.
Chapter completed!