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"If we want to stop wars among different factions, we need to make everyone work together. The most important and simplest suggestion is to make everyone feel a sense of belonging and identity."

Yang Huaian blurted it out in anger.

After learning two new words, Bukong couldn't help but be stunned.

"The so-called identity and belonging are actually the same concept as family. We have the same origin and ancestry. When the family is bullied, everyone will unite as one, and even risk their lives to protect the family from harm."

"This is just the simplest metaphor, and all we need to do is establish the concept."

"By imparting teachings, this sense of identity and belonging can be rooted in the hearts of every family member and imprinted in everyone's hearts. In this way, even if hundreds or thousands of years pass, we can still be united and achieve great unity."

"The same is true for the imperial court. Only when the imperial court truly acts as a parent and a clan leader, earnestly teaching people to love and care for their people, can they gain their support and recognition, and make them willing to give. This is the right way."

"As for the details, let those high-ranking officials in the court figure it out themselves. If so many people can't come up with a good solution, then they should just give up and replace them with a new group."

"There are so many talented people in the world. It's such a simple matter of selecting and appointing capable people. Do you need me to say more?"

At this point, Yang Huaian was extremely confident and even deliberately glanced at Bukong.

At this moment, Bukong was stunned. He really didn't expect that this little brat actually understood it and could explain it so clearly.

If a dynasty was governed and managed according to the method he described, it seemed to work.

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Soon, it was night.

After dinner, Bukong turned around and slipped away without even saying hello to Yang Huaian. He came and went without a trace.

Yang Huaian was also helpless. He had already told Bukong that this old guy would be out for several days at a time and would never be found.

There was no other way, he was alone. Yang Huaian returned to the wooden house, closed the door, sat on the bed and began to study the new martial arts he had acquired, the Hundred Training Techniques.

This technique is not simple. It is, after all, an earth-level technique, so you can imagine how complicated it is.

Yang Huaian carefully studied it word by word, starting from the beginning.

He finished reading it for the first time very quickly, and found that he knew every word when it was separated, but found it a little difficult to understand when they were put together.

Helplessly, Yang Huaian could only watch it over and over again, and study and try it again and again.

Before he knew it, a day had passed and Yang Huaian's face showed a hint of excitement.

He could finally understand this technique!

The so-called weapon refining is to temper the spiritual weapon through some special method, erase its original intelligence, and then leave one's own mark on it.

This spiritual wisdom, in addition to the remnants of natural treasures incorporated into the refining of spiritual weapons, also includes the imprint left by the previous owner.

The technique given by Bukong can not only refine ownerless objects, but can even erase those with owners!

"No wonder he can reach the Earth Rank, this weapon refining method is simply a magical skill!"

Thinking of this, Yang Huaian became more and more excited and quickly took out the Immortal Binding Rope.

Placing the Immortal Binding Rope in front of him, Yang Huaian suddenly felt the terrifying aura contained in it.

Slowly closing his eyes, through the Netherworld Fire, Yang Huaian could clearly see that this Immortal Binding Rope was actually made from a spirit snake that was more than three thousand years old!

At this moment, the spirit snake seemed to be staring at him closely with its vertical eyes, spitting out its tongue from time to time and emitting bursts of cold air.

Yang Huaian felt cold all over, and quickly activated the Netherworld Fire to resist the cold, and only then did he feel better!

According to the evaluation of the Hundred Training Equipment Techniques, this Immortal Binding Rope can at least reach the level of upper-grade Xuan grade, which is already quite powerful.

In fact, a three thousand year old spirit snake can be used as material to create an earth-level spirit weapon.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with the forger's technique, which resulted in this Immortal Binding Rope only reaching the upper level of the Xuan grade.

But even so, the Immortal Binding Rope can still easily restrain a powerful person who has reached the great perfection of the Tongxuan realm.

"No matter how strong I am, I always feel like I can break this rope in one go. Why is that?"

Looking at the Immortal Binding Rope in front of him, Yang Huaian thought of something for no reason.

However, this thought only appeared for a moment and was quickly dispelled.

"However, given the power of this immortal rope, the sloppy Taoist priest should not have been able to exert its full power, so I felt I could break free at will."

Looking back, Yang Huaian made a new discovery.

"That is to say, this Immortal Binding Rope is most likely not owned by the Taoist priest. It is possible that a powerful person from the Liuli Sect lent this spiritual weapon to him."

If Yang Huaian's guess is true, why would Liuli Sect do this? Is he so important?

The key point is, from birth to now, I seem to have never come into contact with any Liuli Sect?

Yang Huaian learned the name of the sect from his mother.

What he knew now was too little, and no matter how smart Yang Huaian was, he couldn't guess the reason.

There is no way, the things behind this can only be put aside for the time being.

Looking at the Immortal Binding Rope in front of him, Yang Huaian did not hesitate and began to try to refine the Immortal Binding Rope according to the Hundred Refining Techniques.

According to Bukong, refining weapons actually uses spiritual power, and it requires extremely powerful spiritual power.

But Yang Huaian didn't have it, so he could only use the Netherworld Fire!

The Hundred Training Techniques that he had obtained was a version that had been systematically improved and used the Netherworld Fire.

At this moment, Yang Huaian pushed the Netherworld Fire Seed, and it instantly appeared out of thin air.

With a wisp of flame standing on the Immortal Binding Rope, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things. The rope was soon completely wrapped in the Netherworld Fire and slowly rose into the air.

Yang Huaian quickly pinched the hand seals, then spoke something confidently, and in the blink of an eye, the Immortal Binding Rope emitted a faint white light.

White light enveloped the entire spiritual weapon, as if resisting the invasion of the Netherworld Fire.

Yang Huaian smiled calmly, without saying any more nonsense, and gently pressed his palm upwards.

The Netherworld Fire exploded almost instantly and burned through the thin film of white light.

For this layer of protection, the mark of the previous owner on the Immortal Binding Rope was burned away in an instant.

As the mark disappeared, the spirit snake trapped in the Immortal Binding Rope seemed to sense something and let out a terrifying roar. It then pounced towards Yang Huaian and in an instant, rushed into Yang Huaian's sea of ​​consciousness!

At this moment, within Yang Huaian's sea of ​​consciousness.

It seemed like a different world here, and Yang Huaian, who was resting with his eyes closed, had a spirit snake lurking in front of him, exactly the same as the one trapped by the Immortal Binding Rope!

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