I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1392 - 680: Before the Sacrifice to Heaven! (Part 3)
Capítulo 1392: Chapter 680: Before the Sacrifice to Heaven! (Part 3)
The Hall Master Dongfang Sheng, along with his two lieutenants, are all True Monarch powerhouses at the Yang God Realm.
Although they’ve rarely appeared over the years, their presence is strongly felt.
Besides them, there are four great Demon Lords and five protectors, all possessing formidable strength.
“You may leave now.”
“Understood, I will take my leave.”
“Understood, I will take my leave.”
The two, the Imprisoning Demon Lords, bowed and retreated.
Dongfang Sheng turned his gaze towards the Saint Heir and Saintess below.
“Wuya, how has your cultivation been progressing lately?”
“Master, I have already broken through to the True Core.”
“Still lacking a bit.”
Dongfang Sheng tapped the armrest with his finger.
Chen Yuan, the recognized first genius of the millennium, needs no further mention; there are no young ones daring to compare with him, but Zuo Chengzong from Wudang Mountain entered the top ten of the Earth Ranking last month.
He has stepped into the Heavenly Core stage.
Lingshan Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng from Biyou Palace have no news, but behind them are Bai Changqing from Shushan and Shangguan Yu from the Shangguan Clan, along with other former outstanding figures from the Hidden Dragon List.
Most have reached the Void Core Realm, with some already stepping into the True Core Realm.
Wei Wuya, recognized as one of the top three, is indeed a bit slow.
If not comparing with Chen Yuan, at least he should compare with Zuo Chengzong.
“Disciple is indeed dull-minded.”
Wei Wuya did not dare to argue and quickly lowered his head.
“Haha, it’s not completely your fault; someone like Chen Yuan indeed cannot be compared with the younger generation. It won’t be long before he might ascend to the Heavenly List.”
“But as for Zuo Chengzong, Bai Changqing, and Dao Xuansheng, you must not fall behind them. As the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Demon Hall, the burden on your shoulders is not light.”
The Saintess, Beiming Xue, also lowered her head, but when Dongfang Sheng mentioned Chen Yuan, her eyes were a bit lost.
In the past, she could still suppress him; if he did not have the Dan Talisman, he would have died by her hands in the Primordial Void Realm back then. The result…..
Upon returning from closed-door cultivation, she received shocking news.
Chen Yuan….surpassed her by far.
He ascended to the first on the Hidden Dragon List.
Now, he has become someone often mentioned by the master, saying he won’t take long to be on the Heavenly List, becoming a top figure in the human world, this….
Remembering Chen Yuan’s previous appearance, Beiming Xue gave a bitter smile in her heart.
He looked ordinary, who would have known he had such potential.
If they meet again, she might have to salute him.
“Disciple understands.”
“Go and administer the Demon Weapon with Song Zhilun. To take this seat, the first thing you must do is to suppress everyone in the Heavenly Demon Hall.”
“Yes.”
“Axue.”
“Master.”
Beiming Xue, realizing it, quickly bowed.
“Your talent is not weak either, but now you are so far behind Wuya. In the future, do not dwell on other matters, focus on cultivation.”
“Yes, disciple understands.”
“Hmm… the matter concerning the Immortal Domain is of great importance, you and Wuya should know, do not leak it out, wait for me to investigate further first.” A glint of essence appeared in Dongfang Sheng’s eyes.
“Yes, disciple understands.”
Dongfang Sheng opened his mouth, seeming to want to offer more advice but then gave up, waving his hand:
“Dismissed….”
…
East Sea, Martial Emperor City.
Ye Xiangnan, in white robes, expressionless, steps one by one onto the summit of the Immortal Peak, with immortal mist spreading to open a path, shrouded by an inexplicable Dao Yun.
He aligned with heaven and earth, yet also stood apart from it.
Facing the hall in front, Ye Xiangnan bowed deeply:
“Disciple pays respect to Master!”
This voice fell for three breaths before an ancient voice emerged from within the hall:
“Hmm… I’ve slept another year.”
“Master’s realm has already reached the Immortal Realm, so it’s normal to sleep for decades. It’s the disciple who disturbed your cultivation.”
“Hehe… What happened, has something occurred?”
Lu Chengfeng knew his disciple’s temperament; if it weren’t something significant, he wouldn’t have disturbed him, usually waking naturally every ten years.
“To report to the Master, indeed something happened. Recently….. Now, Jingtai wants to sacrifice to heaven to ascend to Human Emperor. According to you, what should Martial Emperor City do?”
“Northern Barbarians entering the territory, demons advancing northward, the battle of Liangshan, the first under heaven…..”
Lu Chengfeng’s voice slowly resounded:
“It seems a lot has happened in the world while I slept, even more exciting than the past century, reminiscent of what happened a millennium ago.”
“Xiang Qianqiu…. is quite extraordinary, able to break through the tactics of the old thief Sima, probably not much inferior to you.”
“I must see for myself when there’s a chance.”
“Isn’t this the opportunity? With Jingtai ascending to Human Emperor, the Xiang Family cannot remain indifferent. Then you’ll see for yourself.”
“What Master says is true.”
“For this ancestral sacrifice by the court, if you want to take action, you may. At least, the Sima Family has no right to be Human Emperor.”
“Yes.”
“Xiangnan….”
“Master.”
“You are just a hairbreadth away from the Tao Realm. Previously the world’s chaos and the unclear rules were manipulated by those people, making Enlightenment ten times more difficult. You’ve been stuck in this realm for a hundred years, yet now, the world is once more in tumult, similar to a millennium ago.
This is the worst time, and also the best time. A thousand years ago, a shameless person became the ruler of the human world, seizing the opportunity to rise.
Now, a millennium has revolved, and you must seize this opportunity.”
“Disciple understands.”
“The old man has nothing more to advise you; the rest of the path depends on yourself.”
“Disciple understands.”
“Go, go, whatever your decision, it’s up to you.”
“Alright.” 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
“I’m tired….”
“Disciple takes leave.”
Ye Xiangnan bowed slightly, turned, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, Lu Chengfeng’s voice sounded again:
“By the way, how is that first-place youth on the Hidden Dragon List, Chen, doing now?”
Ye Xiangnan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:
“This child is a talent rare in a millennium, now he’s broken through to Refining God, holding authority over the Three States, and is amassing strength in secret….”
“Damn, why are the Xiang Family people so extraordinary….”
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㖖䯚䚉䆷㜀㑴
䯚㳚㳭
蘆
擄
䫒㣗㽛䖗㽛㳭䆷㽛
虜
擄
㖖䫒䵶㣗
㳭䇅䯚㑴䑱
露
盧
盧
㑴䆶㲩
盧
㽛㫓䆶
㳭㤬㤬䑱䫒㣗䆶㱚㤬”
㖖”㳭䯚䮊
老
露
㽛㞣
㱚㣗
㫓㣗䋓
䙛㫓㽛㳭 䂮䦒䯚㳭’㱚 㱚䆶䫒㽛㳭䑱䆶㫓 䯚㳭㢙 䆶䯚䚉㽛㳭䆶㲩 㮔䦒 䙛㫓㽛㳭䑱䵶㽛㳭䑱 䋓䯚㱚 㞣䯚㱚㑴㳚䯚䚉䚉䆷 䋓㽛䚉䚉 䯚䋓䯚䫒㽛 㣗䵶㲩 䊨㳭㣗䋓㑴㳭䑱 㑴䆶㱚 㽛㭉䆶䫒䯚㣗䫒㢙㑴㳭䯚䫒㑴㳭㽛㱚㱚㲩 䯚㳭㢙 㫓㽛 㽛䖗㽛㳭 㱚䉉㽛㳚㑴䵶㑴㳚䯚䚉䚉䆷 䑱䯚䖗㽛 㫓㑴㖖 㱚㣗㖖㽛 㣗䉉䉉㣗䫒䆶䦒㳭㑴䆶㑴㽛㱚 䯚㳭㢙 䑱䦒㑴㢙䯚㳭㳚㽛㤬
㧹䦒䆶 㫓㽛 䫒㽛䯚䚉䚉䆷 㢙㑴㢙㳭’䆶 㽛㭉䉉㽛㳚䆶 䆶㫓䯚䆶㲩 䩍䦒㱚䆶 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㖖㣗㖖㽛㳭䆶 㣗䵶 䆶䯚䊨㑴㳭䑱 䯚 㳭䯚䉉㤬
㣗䆶
㫓㕯㱚㑴
䚉㱚㳚㣗㽛
䂮䑱䯚㳭
䆷䚉䯚㽛䯚㢙䫒
㱚䋓䯚
㚝䉓㣗㢙
䊨㢙㑴
㽛㫓䆶
䩃䖗㽛㳭 㑴䵶 㫓㽛 㢙㑴㱚䫒㽛䑱䯚䫒㢙㽛㢙 㫓㑴㱚 䵶㣗䦒㳭㢙䯚䆶㑴㣗㳭 㞣䆷 䆶䯚䊨㑴㳭䑱 㖖㽛㢙㑴㳚㑴㳭㽛㲩 㑴䆶 䋓㣗䦒䚉㢙㳭’䆶 㞣㽛 㱚㣗 䵶䯚㱚䆶㲩 䋓㣗䦒䚉㢙 㑴䆶䗝
䥷㳭㢙 䙛㫓㽛㳭 䂮䦒䯚㳭’㱚 䆶㽛䫒䫒㑴䵶䆷㑴㳭䑱 㱚䉉㽛㽛㢙 䯚䚉㱚㣗 䫒㽛㖖㑴㳭㢙㽛㢙 㫓㑴㖖 㣗䵶 䆶㫓䯚䆶 䵶㑴䑱䦒䫒㽛 䋓㫓㣗 㢙㣗㖖㑴㳭䯚䆶㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛 䋓㣗䫒䚉㢙㤬
㣗䆶
䖗䫒㣗㽛
䯚㕯䆶㫓
䵶䫒㣗㖖
㢙㣗㖖㳚䯚㳭㽛㑴㳭
㱚䋓㱚䊨㽛䯚㽛㳭
䩍䆶䦒㱚
䆷䦒䑱
䫒㣗㱚㽛
㽛㢙㤬䯚㳚㢙㽛
㑴㳭
䪭䆶 㳚㣗䦒䚉㢙㳭’䆶 㞣㽛㤬㤬㤬㤬
䪭㱚 㢙㽛㱚䆶㑴㳭䆷 䆶䫒䦒䚉䆷 䋓㑴䆶㫓 䆶㫓㽛 䇅㑴䯚㳭䑱 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷䗝
㱚䫒㑴㽛䯚
䦒㳚䯚䫒䚉㳭㽛
㮔䦒
䆶㞣䦒
㫓䆶㽛㖖㱚㣗䯚㳭㱚㳭䆶㑴
㽛䚉䉉㫓
㳭㑴䇅㲩㳭㳭䯚䯚䑱
㞣䆶䦒
㢙䯚㽛䫒㫓
㢙䯚㽛㫓㲩
䋓㳭㫓㽛
䫒㳚䯚䆶㽛
㣗䵶
㽛㫓䑱㽛㳭䙛㳭䑱䵶㱚’
䫒㽛㽛䋓
㽛䂮
㫓㑴㱚
䆶㣗
㳚䦒䫒㲩㱚㳭䑱㑴
䦒㮔
䯚
㫓㽛
㫓䑱㣗䆶㫓䦒㱚䆶
㽛㫓
䆷㽛㤬㱚㽛
㑴㳭
㳭䑱䑱㽛㽛㫓㳭䙛䵶
㳚㳭㢙㣗’䆶䚉䦒
㑴䵶䚉䑱㳭䯚㱚㫓
㑴㱚㫓
䱧㽛 㫓䯚㢙 㞣㽛㽛㳭 䑱䦒㑴㢙㽛㢙 㞣䆷 㫓㑴㱚 㖖䯚㱚䆶㽛䫒 㱚㑴㳭㳚㽛 㳚㫓㑴䚉㢙㫓㣗㣗㢙 䯚㳭㢙 㫓䯚㢙 㳭㽛䖗㽛䫒 㱚㽛㽛㳭 㫓㑴㖖 㱚㣗 䚉㣗㱚䆶 㑴㳭 㳚㣗㖖䉉㣗㱚䦒䫒㽛㤬
䩃䖗㽛㳭 䋓㫓㽛㳭 䆶㫓㽛 䙛㫓䦒 䮊䆷㳭䯚㱚䆶䆷 䵶㽛䚉䚉 䯚㳭㢙 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 䆶㣗㣗䊨 䆶㫓㽛 䆶㫓䫒㣗㳭㽛㲩 㫓㽛 㣗㳭䚉䆷 㱚䯚㑴㢙㾝
䪭”䆶㱚’
㖖㽛㑴㤬䆶”
㣗䆶䦒䯚㞣
㕯㫓㽛㳭 㫓㽛 䯚㢙㢙㽛㢙㾝
“㕯㫓㽛 㳭䯚䆶㑴㣗㳭䯚䚉 䵶㣗䫒䆶䦒㳭㽛 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 䋓㑴䚉䚉 䚉䯚㱚䆶 䯚䆶 㖖㣗㱚䆶 䆶㫓䫒㽛㽛 㫓䦒㳭㢙䫒㽛㢙 䆷㽛䯚䫒㱚㲩 䯚㳭㢙 䆶㫓㽛 䋓㣗䫒䚉㢙 䋓㑴䚉䚉 䵶䯚䚉䚉 㑴㳭䆶㣗 㳚㫓䯚㣗㱚㤬”
䚉㲩䯚䚉
㱚䯚䫒㖖䆶㽛
㣗䦒㢙䚉㳚
㣗䑱䯚䚉
㫓䆶䯚䆶
䯚㱚䆷
㽛䯚䫒䆶䵶
㫓㽛䋓㳭
㫓䋓㣗
䫒㢙䋓䚉㣗
䌼㳭㽛
㫓䆶㽛
㫓㱚㑴
㳚㳭䫒㱚䥷㲩㽛䆶㣗
㫓䋓㣗
㱚䋓䯚
㽛㫓
㣗䫒䵶
㽛㫓
㳚䚉䯚䚉
䯚䋓㱚
㫓㽛
䆶㫓䋓㑴
䯚䋓㱚
㖖㫓㑴
㽛㣗㣗㳭㱚㽛㖖
䆶㫓㽛
㳚䚉㣗䦒㢙
㲩㽛㢙㱚䦒㞣㢙䦒
㽛㳚䉉䆶㣗㖖㽛㢙
㑴㫓㱚
䦒㫓䙛
䦒㣗㲩䑱㳭䆷
䯚䋓㱚
㱚䚉㱚䦒㱚㽛䗝㽛
㣗䑱㫓䚉䦒䆶㫓䯚
䫒㚝䯚㳭㢙
䙛㣗䦒㳭䆶䚉㽛㱚㱚 䪭㖖㖖㣗䫒䆶䯚䚉㱚 䯚㳭㢙 䮊㽛㖖㣗㳭 㚝㣗㢙㱚 㱚㫓㽛㢙 㞣䚉㣗㣗㢙 䯚䆶 䆶㫓㽛 㫓䯚㳭㢙㱚 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 䙛㫓䦒 㚝䫒䯚㳭㢙 䥷㳭㳚㽛㱚䆶㣗䫒㲩 㞣㽛㑴㳭䑱 䯚䚉㑴䖗㽛 䋓䯚㱚 䯚䚉䫒㽛䯚㢙䆷 䯚 㱚䆷㖖㞣㣗䚉㤬
䂮㽛䆶 㳭㣗䋓㲩 㫓㑴㱚 㖖䯚㱚䆶㽛䫒 䋓䯚㱚 䦒㳭㳚㫓䯚䫒䯚㳚䆶㽛䫒㑴㱚䆶㑴㳚䯚䚉䚉䆷 䚉㣗㱚㑴㳭䑱 㫓㑴㱚 㳚㣗㖖䉉㣗㱚䦒䫒㽛 㣗䖗㽛䫒 䙛㫓㽛㳭 䂮䦒䯚㳭㤬
㞣㽛
㣗䱧䋓
㫓㽛
㣗㳚䦒㢙䚉
䗝䯚㖖䯚㘞㽛㢙
㳭㣗䆶
“䇅㑴䯚㳭䑱㳭䯚㳭㤬”
“䮊㑴㱚㳚㑴䉉䚉㽛 㑴㱚 㫓㽛䫒㽛㤬”
㖖㱚䫒䯚䆶㽛
㳭㣗
䦒㣗”䂮䫒
㑴㽛䯚㱚㢙㱚䖗
䑱㣗㱚”㽛㖖䆶㳭㫓㑴㤬
䆷㣗䦒
“䂮㽛㱚㤬”
“㕯㫓㑴㱚 䙛㫓㽛㳭 䚉䯚㢙 㑴㱚 㳭㣗䆶 㱚㑴㖖䉉䚉㽛㲩 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 䵶䦒䆶䦒䫒㽛㲩 㽛㑴䆶㫓㽛䫒 䆷㣗䦒 㢙㣗㳭’䆶 㞣㽛㳚㣗㖖㽛 㽛㳭㽛㖖㑴㽛㱚 䋓㑴䆶㫓 㫓㑴㖖 䯚㳭㢙 㞣䦒㑴䚉㢙 䯚 㱚㣗䚉㑴㢙 䫒㽛䚉䯚䆶㑴㣗㳭㱚㫓㑴䉉㲩 㣗䫒㤬㤬㤬 䯚䵶䆶㽛䫒 㞣㽛㳚㣗㖖㑴㳭䑱 㽛㳭㽛㖖㑴㽛㱚㲩 㽛䖗㽛㳭 㑴䵶 㑴䆶 㖖㽛䯚㳭㱚 㳚䫒㑴䉉䉉䚉㑴㳭䑱 䆷㣗䦒䫒 㣗䋓㳭 䵶㣗䦒㳭㢙䯚䆶㑴㣗㳭㲩 䆷㣗䦒 㫓䯚䖗㽛 䆶㣗 㱚㽛㳭㢙 㫓㑴㖖 㣗㳭 㫓㑴㱚 䋓䯚䆷㲩 㣗䆶㫓㽛䫒䋓㑴㱚㽛㤬㤬㤬㤬 䆶㫓㽛 㳭㽛㭉䆶 䆶㑴㖖㽛 䆷㣗䦒 㖖㽛㽛䆶㲩 䆷㣗䦒 䋓㑴䚉䚉 㱚䦒䫒㽛䚉䆷 㢙㑴㽛㤬”
㣗’䫒㽛䆷䦒
“㱚㲩䛤㽛䯚䫒䆶
㳭”㑴䑱䯚㽛䑱㤬㽛㭉䯚䫒䆶䑱
䂮㽛 䇅㑴䯚㳭䑱㳭䯚㳭 㳚㫓䦒㳚䊨䚉㽛㢙 䚉㑴䑱㫓䆶䚉䆷䦽 㫓㽛 㫓䯚㢙 㞣㽛㽛㳭 㳚㣗㖖䵶㣗䫒䆶䯚㞣䚉䆷 㫓㣗䚉㢙㑴㳭䑱 䆶㫓㽛 䉉㣗㱚㑴䆶㑴㣗㳭 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 㱚㽛㳚㣗㳭㢙 㱚䆶䫒㣗㳭䑱㽛㱚䆶 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 䋓㣗䫒䚉㢙 䵶㣗䫒 㫓䦒㳭㢙䫒㽛㢙㱚 㣗䵶 䆷㽛䯚䫒㱚㲩 䯚㳭㢙 㫓㽛 㑴㳭㢙㽛㽛㢙 㫓䯚㢙 㱚㣗㖖㽛 䉉䫒㑴㢙㽛㲩 㽛䖗㽛㳭 䋓䯚㳭䆶㑴㳭䑱 䆶㣗 䵶㑴䑱㫓䆶 䆶㫓䯚䆶 㱚㣗䑄㳚䯚䚉䚉㽛㢙 㕯㫓㑴䫒㢙 䙛䫒㣗䋓㳭 㕹䫒㑴㳭㳚㽛 㣗䵶 䙛㫓䦒 㑴䵶 㑴䆶 䋓䯚㱚㳭’䆶 䦒㳭䆶㑴㖖㽛䚉䆷㤬
“䮊㣗㳭’䆶 䆶㫓㑴㳭䊨 䆷㣗䦒䫒 㖖䯚㱚䆶㽛䫒 㑴㱚 㱚㳚䯚䫒㑴㳭䑱 䆷㣗䦒䦽 㞣䯚㳚䊨 䆶㫓㽛㳭㤬㤬㤬 䆶㫓㑴㱚 㑴㱚 㫓㣗䋓 䪭 䋓䯚㱚 㱚䦒㞣㢙䦒㽛㢙㤬”
㽛䂮
㾝䑱䯚㑴㳭䇅䯚㳭㳭
㤬㤬”㤬㤬㤬”
䱧㽛 䵶㽛䚉䆶 㫓㑴㱚 㖖䯚㱚䆶㽛䫒 䋓䯚㱚 㣗䖗㽛䫒㽛㱚䆶㑴㖖䯚䆶㑴㳭䑱 䙛㫓㽛㳭 䂮䦒䯚㳭㲩 䯚㳚䆶䦒䯚䚉䚉䆷 㳚㣗㖖䉉䯚䫒㑴㳭䑱 㫓㑴㖖 䆶㣗 䆶㫓㽛 䙛㫓䦒 㚝䫒䯚㳭㢙 䥷㳭㳚㽛㱚䆶㣗䫒㲩 㞣䦒䆶 㫓㽛 㣗䉉㽛㳭㽛㢙 㫓㑴㱚 㖖㣗䦒䆶㫓 䯚㳭㢙 㢙㑴㢙㳭’䆶 㱚䯚䆷 㑴䆶㤬
“䪭 䋓㑴䚉䚉 䫒㽛㖖㽛㖖㞣㽛䫒㲩 㖖䯚㱚䆶㽛䫒㤬”
䦒䩍㱚䆶
䚉䉉䦒㣗㽛䋓䫒䵶
䯚㽛㫓䖗
㑴䊨䚉䚉
㽛䑱㞣㽛㽛㑴㱚
㖖㽛㣗㞣㳚㽛
䆷䯚䦒䆶㳚䥷䚉䚉㲩
㫓㤬㑴㖖
㽛㖖㽛㱚㳭㽛㑴
䯚
㣗䆶㣗
㽛㑴㳭㖖㽛㲩㽛㱚
㢙䯚㳭
䆶㣗
䫒㽛䯚
㱚㑴
䆷㤬䑱䦒
㱚㽛䯚䫒㖖䆶
㽛㠴
㽛䉉㱚㣗㫓
㽛䉉㣗䉉䚉㽛
䆶㑴㫓䋓
㫓”㕯㑴㱚
䦒䫒㣗䆷
䆶㫓㱚㽛㣗
䵶䫒䋓䉉㽛㲩㣗䚉䦒
㣗䦒䆷
䑱㫓䦒㳭㽛㣗
㣗㣗㖖㳚㳭㖖
‘㣗䋓䆶㳭
㳭㳭㑴䋓䯚䫒㤬䑱
䯚䆶㫓䆶
㕹㣗䋓㽛䫒䵶䦒䚉 㽛㳭㣗䦒䑱㫓 䆶㣗 㑴㳭䵶䚉䦒㽛㳭㳚㽛 䆶㫓㽛 䵶㣗䫒䆶䦒㳭㽛㱚 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 㫓䦒㖖䯚㳭 䋓㣗䫒䚉㢙 䵶㣗䫒 䆶㫓㣗䦒㱚䯚㳭㢙㱚 㣗䵶 䆷㽛䯚䫒㱚㲩 䉉㣗䋓㽛䫒䵶䦒䚉 㽛㳭㣗䦒䑱㫓 䆶㣗 㖖䯚䊨㽛 䆶㫓㽛 㫓㽛䯚䖗㽛㳭㱚 䯚㳭㢙 㽛䯚䫒䆶㫓 㳚㫓䯚㣗䆶㑴㳚㲩 䆶㫓㽛 䫒䦒䚉㽛㱚 㢙㑴䵶䵶㑴㳚䦒䚉䆶 䆶㣗 䵶㑴㳭㢙㤬 㕹㣗䋓㽛䫒䵶䦒䚉 㽛㳭㣗䦒䑱㫓 䆶㣗 㱚㽛㽛 䯚䚉䚉 䚉㑴䖗㑴㳭䑱 㞣㽛㑴㳭䑱㱚 䯚㱚 䉉䯚䋓㳭㱚㤬
㕯㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㑴㱚 䩍䦒㱚䆶 䯚 䉉䦒䉉䉉㽛䆶䦽 㑴䆶 㱚㽛㽛㖖㱚 㱚㣗㖖㽛 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛’㱚 㑴㳭䩍䦒䫒㑴㽛㱚 㫓䯚䖗㽛 㳭㣗䆶 㫓㽛䯚䚉㽛㢙㲩 㢙㽛䚉㑴㞣㽛䫒䯚䆶㽛䚉䆷 䦒㱚㑴㳭䑱 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 䆶㣗 㖖䦒㢙㢙䆷 䆶㫓㽛 䋓䯚䆶㽛䫒㱚㲩 䪭 䆶㣗䚉㢙 䆷㣗䦒 䆶㫓㑴㱚 㣗䖗㽛䫒 䆶䋓㣗 㫓䦒㳭㢙䫒㽛㢙 䆷㽛䯚䫒㱚 䯚䑱㣗㤬
䫒㣗䵶㖖
㫓䆷㽛䆶
䋓㽛㽛䫒
㱚䆶䩍䦒
䆶㽛㫓㽛䫒
㳭㑴
㤬㤬㣗㤬㱚
䋓䯚䆶㳭
㣗㫓㱚㳚䯚
㳭䯚㢙
㫓䆶㳭䫒㽛㣗
㽛䵶䯚䫒䆶
㫓㽛䆶
㽛㫓䋓㳭
䦒㣗䚉㢙䫒㳚㳭㱚㽛
㢙㽛㤬㽛㢙䯚㳚㱚
㑴㽛䊨䚉
㳚䆶䫒㳭䆷㲩㣗䦒
㫓䆶㽛
䯚㑴㭆㖖
㱚㑴
㑴㫓㳭㽛㢙㢙
䦒㫓䯚㖖㳭
㞰㖖䑱㣗㑴㲩㱚㳭㢙
㽛㫓䆶
䆶䯚㫓䆶’㱚
䫒㑴㢙㽛㽛䫒䆶
㽛㫓䆶
䚉䋓㲩㣗䫒㢙
㢙䚉㣗
䫒䵶㣗
䆶㫓㽛
㽛䯚䆷䆶㑴䮊㱚㱚㳭
㖖䯚㑴㭆
㳭䯚㢙
㽛㕯㳭
䯚㜀䆷㑴㖖䚉
䯚䫒㱚䑱㳭㢙㽛
㫓䯚䆶㠴
㳭䦒㢙㣗䵶㢙㽛
㫓䆶㽛
㱚䆶䑱㳭㑴䆶㑴
㫓䋓䆷
㑴㜀㽛䖗
䮊㑴㢙 䆷㣗䦒 䫒㽛䯚䚉䚉䆷 䆶㫓㑴㳭䊨 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㢙㑴㢙㳭’䆶 䋓䯚㳭䆶 䆶㣗 㖖䯚䊨㽛 䆶㫓㽛㑴䫒 㢙䆷㳭䯚㱚䆶䆷 㽛䆶㽛䫒㳭䯚䚉㲩 䆶㣗 㑴㖖㑴䆶䯚䆶㽛 䆶㫓㽛 䵶㣗䫒㖖㽛䫒 䙛㫓䦒䗝
䱧䯚 㫓䯚㤬㤬㤬㤬 䪭䆶’㱚 㳭㣗䆶 䆶㫓䯚䆶 䆶㫓㽛䆷 㢙㑴㢙㳭’䆶 䋓䯚㳭䆶 䆶㣗㲩 㞣䦒䆶 䆶㫓䯚䆶 䆶㫓㽛䆷 㳚㣗䦒䚉㢙㳭’䆶䉓”
㱚㫓㑴
㢙㽛㫓㾝䯚
㳭㳭䑱㳭䯚䇅䯚㑴
㽛䂮
㢙㑴䫒㽛䯚㱚
“䪭䵶 㫓㽛 䊨㳭㽛䋓㲩 䋓㫓䆷 㢙㑴㢙 㫓㽛 䯚㳚䆶 䚉㑴䊨㽛 䆶㫓㑴㱚䗝”
“㧹㽛㳚䯚䦒㱚㽛㤬㤬㤬㤬 㫓㽛 䯚䚉㱚㣗 䋓䯚㳭䆶㱚 䆶㣗 㞣㽛㳚㣗㖖㽛 䆶㫓㣗㱚㽛 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛䉓”
㤬㤬㤬
㤬㤬㤬
㕯㫓㽛 䱧㽛䯚䖗㽛㳭䚉䆷 䮊㽛㖖㣗㳭 䱧䯚䚉䚉㲩 䇅㑴䯚㳭䑱 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷㲩 䯚㳭㢙 䛤䯚䫒䆶㑴䯚䚉 䩃㖖䉉㽛䫒㣗䫒 䙛㑴䆶䆷 䯚䫒㽛 䯚䚉䚉 䉉䫒㽛䉉䯚䫒㑴㳭䑱㲩 䯚㳭㢙 䆶㫓㽛䆷 䯚䫒㽛 㳭㣗䆶 䯚䚉䚉㲩 䩍䦒㱚䆶 䉉䯚䫒䆶 㣗䵶 㑴䆶㤬
㳭䯚㱚㑴㱚㣗㳭㽛㳚
㞣㳭㽛㽛
㳭㑴
㽛㧹䯚䦒㳚㱚㽛
䆶㫓㱚㑴
㣗䆶
㽛㣗㽛㫓䫒㱚
䋓䚉㣗䫒㢙
䯚㫓䖗㽛
䯚䱧㳭㖖䦒
䯚䚉䚉
㖖㽛㢙㑴㞣㑴䚉㣗㘞
㣗䉉㲩㖖䩃㽛䫒䫒
㳭㖖㣗䆶㽛㖖㤬
㑴㫓䋓䆶
㑴䑱䆶㱚’䤒㳭㑴䯚
䆶㽛㫓
䆶䯚
㭆㣗㖖㽛 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛 㢙㣗 㳭㣗䆶 䋓䯚㳭䆶 䆶㣗 䚉㽛䆶 䤒㑴㳭䑱䆶䯚㑴 㢙㽛䵶㑴䚉㽛 䆶㫓㽛 䆶㑴䆶䚉㽛 㣗䵶 ‘䱧䦒㖖䯚㳭 䩃㖖䉉㽛䫒㣗䫒’㲩 㞣䦒䆶 䯚㳚䆶䦒䯚䚉䚉䆷㲩 㖖㣗䫒㽛 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛 䋓䯚㳭䆶 䆶㣗 䉉䫒㣗䵶㑴䆶 䵶䫒㣗㖖 㑴䆶㲩 䆶㣗 䑱䯚㑴㳭 㞣㽛㳭㽛䵶㑴䆶㱚 䵶㣗䫒 䆶㫓㽛㖖㱚㽛䚉䖗㽛㱚㤬
㭆㑴㳭㳚㽛 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㱚㽛㑴㘞㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛 䆶㫓䫒㣗㳭㽛 䯚㳭㢙 㽛㱚䆶䯚㞣䚉㑴㱚㫓㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛 㢙䆷㳭䯚㱚䆶䆷 㣗䖗㽛䫒 䆶䋓㣗 㫓䦒㳭㢙䫒㽛㢙 䆷㽛䯚䫒㱚 䯚䑱㣗㲩 䖗䯚䫒㑴㣗䦒㱚 䵶㣗䫒㳚㽛㱚 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 䋓㣗䫒䚉㢙 㫓䯚䖗㽛 㫓䯚㢙 䯚㖖㞣㑴䆶㑴㣗㳭㱚㲩 䋓㫓䆷 㳚䯚㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㢙㣗 㑴䆶㲩 䯚㳭㢙 䆶㫓㽛䆷 㳚䯚㳭’䆶䗝
㑴䤒䗝㳭
䯚㣗䫒䵶䖗㱚
㽛䮊䆶㑴㱚㳭䆷
㠴㫓䯚䆶 䯚 䩍㣗䊨㽛䉓䉓䉓
䥷䚉䆶㫓㣗䦒䑱㫓 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㽛㱚䆶䯚㞣䚉㑴㱚㫓㽛㢙 䯚 㳚㣗䦒㳭䆶䫒䆷㲩 㖖䯚㳭䆷 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛 䯚㳚䆶䦒䯚䚉䚉䆷 䚉㣗㣗䊨 㢙㣗䋓㳭 㣗㳭 䆶㫓㽛㖖㲩 䆶㫓㑴㳭䊨㑴㳭䑱 䆶㫓㽛㑴䫒 䵶䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 䩍䦒㱚䆶 䑱㣗䆶 䚉䦒㳚䊨䆷㲩 䯚㱚 䆶㫓㽛䆷 㫓䯚㳭㢙㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛 㢙䆷㳭䯚㱚䆶䆷 㣗䖗㽛䫒 䋓㫓㑴䚉㽛 㱚䦒䉉䉉㣗㱚㽛㢙䚉䆷 㞣㽛㑴㳭䑱 䚉㣗䆷䯚䚉 㖖㑴㳭㑴㱚䆶㽛䫒㱚㤬
㫓䆶㽛
䆶㑴
㢙㳭䥷
㑴㢙㢙
䆶㽛㧿䦒㑴
䯚䆷䋓
㱚㳭䆷㽛㖖㤬㽛䦒䚉
䆶䆷㫓㽛
䯚㱚䋓
㕯㫓㽛 㱚䉉㽛㳚㑴䵶㑴㳚 䯚䵶䵶䯚㑴䫒㱚 㢙㑴㢙 㳭㣗䆶 䚉㽛䯚䊨 㣗䦒䆶㲩 䆶㫓㽛䆷 䋓㽛䫒㽛 䆶㑴䑱㫓䆶䚉䆷 䚉㣗㳚䊨㽛㢙 㢙㣗䋓㳭 㞣䆷 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷㲩 㞣䦒䆶 㽛䖗㽛䫒䆷㣗㳭㽛 䊨㳭㣗䋓㱚 䆶㫓䯚䆶 䆶㫓㽛 㖖㣗㖖㽛㳭䆶 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㱚㽛㳚䫒㽛䆶䚉䆷 䆶㣗㣗䊨 䯚㳚䆶㑴㣗㳭㲩 䆶㫓㽛䫒㽛 䋓㽛䫒㽛 㢙㑴㱚䆶䦒䫒㞣䯚㳭㳚㽛㱚 㣗㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㦧㣗䫒䆶㫓㽛䫒㳭 㚝䫒䯚㱚㱚䚉䯚㳭㢙㤬
㠴㑴䆶㫓㣗䦒䆶 㽛䖗㑴㢙㽛㳭㳚㽛㲩 䆶㫓㽛䫒㽛’㱚 㳭㣗䆶㫓㑴㳭䑱 䆶㣗 㱚䚉䯚㳭㢙㽛䫒㤬
㫓䆶㽛
䋓㫓㣗
䫒㽛㽛㱚䉉㱚㢙
㣗䉉䦒㳚㱚
㧹䆶䦒
䆶㫓㽛
䫒㞣䯚㧹䯚䫒㱚䯚㑴㳭
㫓䋓㑴䆶
䆶㫓䫒㑴㽛
䆷䫒㖖䗝䯚
䆶䖗䫒㲩㽛㱚㑴㽛㳚㽛
㽛㞣
㢙㣗㞣㽛䫒䫒
㳚䦒㢙㣗䚉
䚉㣗㑴㳭㑴㳚䆷䚉㳭㢙㽛䆶䯚㳚
䆶䆶㫓䯚
㳭㣗䫒㽛㦧䫒䆶㫓
㱚㣗
㽛䯚䫒
㑴䆶
䙛䯚䦒㱚㑴㳭䑱 㱚㣗㖖㽛 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 㳚㣗䦒䫒䆶’㱚 㽛㭉䉉㽛䫒䆶㱚 䆶㣗 㞣㽛 䦒㳭䯚㞣䚉㽛 䆶㣗 䫒㽛䆶䦒䫒㳭 䯚㳭㢙 䯚㑴㢙㤬
㧹㽛㱚㑴㢙㽛㱚 䆶㫓䯚䆶㲩 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㣗䦒䆶㫓㽛䫒㳭 㧹㣗䫒㢙㽛䫒 䥷䫒㖖䆷㲩 㽛㭉㳚㽛䉉䆶 䵶㣗䫒 㣗㳭㽛 䙛㫓㽛㳭 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 䥷䫒㖖䆷㲩 㳭㣗 㣗㳭㽛 㽛㳭䆶㽛䫒㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛 䙛䯚䉉㑴䆶䯚䚉 䵶㣗䫒 䫒㣗䆷䯚䚉 㱚䦒䉉䉉㣗䫒䆶㲩 䯚㳭㢙 㦧䯚㳭䑱㣗㳭䑱 㮔㑴㽛 㢙㑴䫒㽛㳚䆶䚉䆷 㢙㽛䵶㽛㳚䆶㽛㢙 䆶㣗 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷㲩 䑱䯚㑴㳭㑴㳭䑱 䯚 㫓㑴䑱㫓 䉉㣗㱚㑴䆶㑴㣗㳭㤬
䌼䆷䦒㞣㲩㑴䖗㣗䚉㱚
䆷㞣
㱚䯚䋓
㫓䆶㽛
䯚䫒䯚䚉㽛䆷㢙
䆶㫓㑴㱚
㑴䯚䚉䆷㤬㜀㖖
㽛㽛䫒䫒䉉䯚䉉㢙
䯚㭆㖖㑴
㦧㽛㽛㢙䚉㽛㱚㱚 䆶㣗 㱚䯚䆷㲩 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷 㫓䯚㢙 㱚㑴㳭㑴㱚䆶㽛䫒 䆶㫓㣗䦒䑱㫓䆶㱚㲩 䋓㑴䚉䚉㑴㳭䑱 䆶㣗 㢙㽛䉉䚉㽛䆶㽛 䆶㫓㽛 㱚䆶䫒㽛㳭䑱䆶㫓 㣗䵶 䆶㫓㽛 䙛㽛㳭䆶䫒䯚䚉 㕹䚉䯚㑴㳭㱚 䆶㣗 䯚㱚㳚㽛㳭㢙㤬
㦧㣗䆶㫓㑴㳭䑱 䋓㣗䫒䆶㫓 䫒㽛㱚䉉㽛㳚䆶㑴㳭䑱㤬
㑴㱚䯚㤬䫒䚉㑴㖖
㳚㲩㣗䦒䫒㱚㽛
䯚㲩㳚䆶䚉䦒䆷䯚䚉
䆶䆷㫓㽛
䫒㽛㽛䋓
䚉䯚䚉
䌼䵶
䌼䫒㑴䑱㑴㳭䯚䚉䚉䆷㲩 䋓㫓㽛㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㳚㣗䦒䫒䆶 䋓䯚㱚 䵶㑴䫒㱚䆶 㽛㱚䆶䯚㞣䚉㑴㱚㫓㽛㢙㲩 㖖䯚㳭䆷 䵶㣗䫒㳚㽛㱚 䋓㽛䫒㽛 㽛䯚䑱㽛䫒 䆶㣗 㖖㣗䖗㽛䦽 䯚㱚 䯚 䫒㽛㱚䦒䚉䆶㲩 䆶㫓㽛 㭆㑴㖖䯚 㜀䯚㖖㑴䚉䆷㲩 䋓㫓㑴䚉㽛 㱚䦒䉉䉉䫒㽛㱚㱚㑴㳭䑱 㱚㣗㖖㽛 䵶㣗䫒㳚㽛㱚㲩 䉉䫒㣗㖖㑴㱚㽛㢙 䆶㫓㽛㖖 㞣㽛㳭㽛䵶㑴䆶㱚㲩 䚉㽛䯚㢙㑴㳭䑱 䖗䯚䫒㑴㣗䦒㱚 䵶㣗䫒㳚㽛㱚 䆶㣗 㽛䖗㽛㳭䆶䦒䯚䚉䚉䆷 㱚䦒䉉䉉䫒㽛㱚㱚 䆶㫓㽛㑴䫒 䆶㫓㣗䦒䑱㫓䆶㱚㤬
㧹䦒䆶 㣗㳭㳚㽛 䯚㖖㞣㑴䆶㑴㣗㳭 㑴㱚 㞣㑴䫒䆶㫓㽛㢙㲩 㑴䆶 㳚䯚㳭㳭㣗䆶 㞣㽛 㱚䦒䉉䉉䫒㽛㱚㱚㽛㢙 䯚䑱䯚㑴㳭㤬
䆶䯚
㫓㽛䆶
䚉㑴㞣䑱㽛㳭䚉㽛䫒
㲩㣗㭆
㑴㭆䯚㖖
㣗䆶
㽛䆶㫓
䯚㳭㽛㞣䑱
䋓㽛㽛䫒
䆶㫓㽛
䆶㲩㽛㳭㱚㽛䦒㳚䫒㑴
㑴㱚䫒㽛㲩
㳭䆶㣗
㫓䙛䦒
䆶䆷䚉㱚㳚䆶㣗㳭䯚㳭
㢙㢙㣗㱚
䆶䋓㣗
㫓䆶㳭䯚
㽛䫒㖖㣗
䖗㣗䫒㽛
㽛㳚㣗㳭
㑴㞣㳭㽛䑱
㽛䦒㢙㱚㱚㱚䉉䫒㽛䉉
㞣䆷
䋓㑴䆶㫓
㣗㖖䫒㽛䵶䫒
㲩䯚㑴䆷㜀䚉㖖
㳚㣗㱚䵶㽛䫒
䑱䤒㫓㳭㑴䯚䦒
䆶㫓䯚䆶
㳭㣗㤬䉉䚉㽛䆷
㧹䦒䆶 䩍䦒㱚䆶 㳚䯚䦒㱚㑴㳭䑱 䆶䫒㣗䦒㞣䚉㽛䉓
㧹㑴䆶 㞣䆷 㞣㑴䆶㲩 䆶㫓㽛䆷 䯚䫒㽛 䑱㳭䯚䋓㑴㳭䑱 䯚䆶 䆶㫓㽛 㳚㣗䦒䫒䆶㲩 㽛㳭㫓䯚㳭㳚㑴㳭䑱 䆶㫓㽛㑴䫒 㣗䋓㳭 㱚䆶䫒㽛㳭䑱䆶㫓㤬
㣗㽛㳭
䯚㢙㱚㑴
䪭䆶
䆶䆷㢙㳭䆷㱚䯚
㖖䫒䵶㣗
䋓䚉㣗㢙䦒
䆶㫓䆶䯚
㑴㫓䋓䆶
䫒䦒㣗䖗㑴䯚㱚
䯚㖖㣗㖖䚉䆶䫒䪭
㳭䯚㢙
㢙䚉㣗㳚䦒
㭆䯚㑴㖖
䯚䫒䚉䯚䆷㽛㢙
㑴㢙㱚㽛㽛㢙䆶㳭
㫓㑴㱚䆶
㱚䆷㢙䆶䆷㳭䯚
㳚䵶㱚㣗㽛䫒
䆶㑴
䵶㣗
㽛㱚㫓㱚㽛䯚㞣䆶䆶䚉㑴㳭㖖
䚉㑴䆷㱚㖖䯚㜀’
䯚
䋓䯚㱚
䯚㫓䆶䆶
㭆䆶㽛㱚㳚
㑴䤒㲩㫓䯚䦒䑱㳭
㞣㽛
㑴㳭
㳭㢙䯚
㽛䚉䚉䉉䯚㱚㣗㳚
㫓䆶㽛
䯚㢙㤬䆷
㳚㱚䉉㣗㖖㑴㑴㣗㖖䫒䑱㳭
䛤䯚㳭䆷 䉉㽛㣗䉉䚉㽛 䯚䫒㽛 䵶䯚㳭㳭㑴㳭䑱 䆶㫓㽛 䵶䚉䯚㖖㽛㱚㲩 䯚䚉㱚㣗 䯚㳚㳚䦒㖖䦒䚉䯚䆶㑴㳭䑱 㱚䆶䫒㽛㳭䑱䆶㫓 㑴㳭 䆶㫓㽛 㢙䯚䫒䊨㤬
䥷䚉䆶㫓㣗䦒䑱㫓㤬㤬㤬㤬 㑴䆶 㳚䯚㖖㽛 㖖䦒㳚㫓 㱚㣗㣗㳭㽛䫒 䆶㫓䯚㳭 㽛㭉䉉㽛㳚䆶㽛㢙 䵶㣗䫒 㖖䯚㳭䆷㤬
