The ancient sword couldn't move forward an inch, and it kept whining.
The old man closed his eyes as if he was listening to the sound. He murmured, "Essays talk about grief but not pain, but on the battlefield, it is said that soldiers with grief will win. Which one is right?"
The old man answered his own question, "Scholars write essays, but how many of them really work hard? But people die in war, it would be strange if they don't die. "
The Confucian ancestor finally looked at the young man.
He slowly closed his eyes.
His face was blurred by blood, so it was impossible to see his expression. He didn't know if it was pain, sadness, regret, relief, or something else.
If he consumed Beiliang's fate, he might be able to save himself. But if he fought Liang Mang, he would definitely lose.
In the end, he didn't want to?
Was it also "not impossible, but unwilling"?
This sage of the Zhang family, who had overpowered the two grandmasters on Mount Wudang tonight, laughed aloud, looking up to the sky and laughing loudly.
Desolation, sorrow, joy, all kinds of feelings.
The old man suddenly shouted at the sky, "I am a scholar. Although I am good at cultivating Haoran Qi, I never ask for immortality! F * ck off the cycle of heaven! I have been guarding the human world for 800 years, and I have seen you immortals order me around for 800 years. Now you want to take an inch and want a mile?! "
The Heavenly Gate exploded with a bang!
The old man ignored the huge movement behind him, stepped out, looked at the young king, and asked sternly, "Hsu Fengnian, I ask you! The new valley is basking in the sun, the oranges are hanging high, the fisherman is wearing a bridle, the old farmer is carrying a hoe, the woman is picking mulberry, the child is herding cattle, and the old woman is making clothes! The iron armor is clanging, the sword is like frost, the drums are like thunder, the iron cavalry is out, the arrows are like rain, the smoke is everywhere, and corpses are everywhere! Have you seen all kinds of things in the world?! "
The young man covered in blood didn't move.
Between life and death, one could see life and death.
When there was no way out, one could see the root of human nature.
But this guy surnamed Xu, is he really dead?
It shouldn't be!
The old man showed a trace of panic for the first time. He quickly moved forward and came to the front of the young man. He stretched out his thumb and pressed on the middle finger of the vassal king. He wondered, "The Qi in your body is still quite strong. Why is there no movement?"
In the next moment, this Absolute Saint was sent flying by the young man's kick.
The old man fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't stand up. He just sat there, as if he hadn't completely regained his senses.
The young man also sat on the ground with his hands on his knees. He opened his eyes and said weakly, "Damn you!"
The old man burst into laughter.
Xu Fengnian had no idea what this crazy old man was thinking or what he was trying to do.
He was constantly gasping for breath, and of course, he was also vomiting blood.
But for some reason, while the pain pierced his heart, he also felt an inexplicable sense of refreshment, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
Especially that kick, it was really a kick to his heart's content.
The Saint of the Zhang family raised his hand and patted the dust off. He pointed at his own nose and asked, "Are scholars powerful?"
The young King was speechless, he could only move his mouth.
It seemed that he was trying to tell him to get lost.
The old man snorted and said, "So what if he's Lu Dongxuan? Didn't he ask me for advice in the early years?"
The young man also pointed at his own nose, then raised his hand with difficulty and made a gesture of waving his hand in disgust.
The old man suddenly looked embarrassed.
Before the Great Qin Dynasty unified the world, the Saint of the Zhang family had led his disciples to travel around the countries, but he was rejected by the Great Qin Dynasty.
The old man laughed at himself and said, "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge … But 800 years is a little too late."
Hsu Fengnian, who was extremely embarrassed, recovered slightly and asked weakly, "Apart from the personal feud, what else is there?"
The old man sat upright and said in a deep voice, "Before you and Li Yufu cut the gap between heaven and man, I'll bear the pressure of heaven for you two! Otherwise, Li Yufu, who is cultivating in seclusion, will be fine, but you, Hsu Fengnian, won't be able to deal with the Beimang in peace. Do you really think the immortals will watch you commit treason? Maybe those guys will simply let the Beimang barbarians take over the Central Plains! "
Hsu Fengnian glanced at the old man from the corner of his eyes and then lowered his eyelids.
The old man said angrily, "Little bastard, don't take advantage of me! I've already helped you open up the stasis in your acupoints. Others don't know how difficult it is, but you, Hsu Fengnian, don't know? This is no different from Zhang Julu's regulation of the water transportation in Liyang! "
Hsu Fengnian ignored the old man.
The old man took a deep breath and said, "Hsu Fengnian, can we not be so tacky? It's such an impassioned feat, but you turned it into a business deal. How embarrassing, isn't it?"
Hsu Fengnian directly closed his eyes.
He was really not used to this kind of "social interaction" with the old man. Even if he was full of strategies, it was difficult to use them.
However, the old man's only weakness happened to be the Achilles' heel of the Confucian Holy Sage.
There was a long silence.
Hsu Fengnian finally opened his eyes and bowed with cupped fists.
The old man accepted it calmly.
Hsu Fengnian stood up shakily and asked softly, "Why don't you give me something extra to solve the problem of the grain cooling?"
The old man wanted to refuse on the spot, but he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "This is not easy, but as long as you let that guy surnamed Deng talk nicely later, I'll give it a try. However, I can't guarantee success."
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand. "No one in the world can stop Đồng Thái with the Tai-Ah sword, not even me."
The old man stamped his foot and said anxiously, "Hurry up and hide the Tai-Ah sword!"
As he spoke, the Tai-Ah sword had already flown back.
Hsu Fengnian gloated and slowly walked toward the old man.
The old man smiled and turned to look at the foot of the mountain.
Hsu Fengnian and the old man stood side by side.
The old man pointed into the distance. "In the past, I heard Huang Longshi talk nonsense about the strange situation in the next thousand years. I was relieved and worried at the same time. It always made me hesitate."
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "Why don't you think about it from another perspective? Looking at the present from 800 years ago, the world has changed for the better, right?"
The old man nodded. "Some have changed for the better, some for the worse. Generally speaking, the present is indeed better."
Both of them were speechless.
The old man suddenly said, "I probably won't be able to wait for Deng Tai 'a to return to Mount Wudang. Help me pass a message to him. If we only talk about the level of swordsmanship and not the distance of the sword, he is the first person since ancient times."
Hsu Fengnian said, "Okay."
The old man stared into the distance with his eyes wide open, his figure ethereal. He sighed with emotion. "Then let me see this world one last time."
Hsu Fengnian asked softly, "Do you have any last words?"
The old man thought for a moment. "Yes!"
Hsu Fengnian said in a deep voice, "Sir, please speak!"
The old man said calmly, "Shut up!"
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