Song Jixin stood on the top of the mountain with a broad view. After staying in Mud Bottle Alley for so many years, it seemed that everything he saw was mud walls. The young man liked this feeling. He climbed high and looked far away, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, all under his feet. .
Song Changjing folded his precious but old fox fur. The vassal king was surprisingly chatting happily today. He pointed to a high mountain in the west, "The name of that mountain is Piyun Mountain. It may be called "Piyun Mountain" in the future. Li Chi is designated as one of the ten great mountains besides the Five Mountains. According to the old rules left by our ancestors, a mountain god will appear at the forefront of the genealogy, and he will be able to shape a golden statue, upright, enjoy the incense of the world, and suppress the whole place for Da Li It is our luck that we will not be scattered elsewhere to avoid being used as wedding clothes for neighboring countries. Only when we stand on the top of Piyun Mountain can we see Longtou Mountain at our feet, because Longtou Mountain is protected by a large formation. The sight of this place cannot be seen with the naked eye. This can be regarded as a chance. According to the secret records of the government office, several people in history have climbed Longtoushan and successfully walked out of this world. ”
Song Jixin asked: "Then have all these people become successful? Have they become masters in our Dali or Dongbaopingzhou?"
Song Changjing smiled and said: "There are two of them. Dali lived well, with only thirty years apart. They were both civil and military, and were hailed as the twins of Dali by later generations. The one with Wen was given the posthumous title of Wenzheng after his death, while the one with Wu won his descendants the title of hereditary Shangzhu Kingdom. Yin, although I have a very bad opinion of the two descendants, I have to pinch my nose to recognize the close relationship between the two families and Da Li. After all, if they had not joined forces to turn the tide, the Song family of Da Li would not have been able to survive that crisis. ."
Song Jixin felt the breeze blowing on the top of the mountain, feeling like he was ascending, and asked: "What about the others?"
Song Changjing exhaled softly and healed. Feeling refreshed and repressed, Song Changjing suppressed the rising sea of qi in his body, just like forcing down the rising sun with one hand. Song Changjing was extremely sure at this moment that as long as he stepped out of that door, he would immediately become the first. The tenth realm is known as the tenth realm where martial arts ends!
All qi practitioners under the upper five realms have almost no chance of winning against a master who has reached the top of martial arts. The only result is to be crushed and killed.
Song Changjing calmed down and gave the young man a not-so-warm truth: "Dead Jue. I once killed one with my own hands. At that time, I was only a seventh-level martial artist, and that person was still a He is a relatively troublesome sword cultivator, and he was at the peak of his life. That time, I and him chased each other for seven to eight hundred miles, and finally we were chased by me at a small place called Baihu Pass on the southern border of Dali. After destroying all his personal magic weapons and his natal flying sword, I had no choice but to refuse to be used by Da Li. This is the only outcome. The Song family has always been kind to Qi practitioners. But the premise is that these Qi practitioners must work hard for the Song family, even if it's just for show."
In the second half of that fight, Song Changjing entered the eighth realm.
Song Jixin was not interested in the legendary experience of the uncle of the vassal king. He was just curious and asked: "Is it the case in other dynasties?"Higher price? That made them not hesitate to betray Da Li? "
Song Changjing smiled and said: "That sword cultivator was mostly like this before. Da Li is located in a remote area and its folk customs are strong. It is a country that worships martial arts. There are many martial arts geniuses. They are not valuable at all. On the contrary, there are very few qigong practitioners who are elegant and docile. Therefore, every time a few are born, all the emperors of Da Li want to be... The Bodhisattva worshiped the emperor, and today, well, that is, the emperor's brother, of course, is no exception. Once, the swordsman came into the palace to see the emperor's brother. He walked with his sword behind his back and his nostrils pointing to the sky. He really deserved a beating. At that time, he I happened to get a protective treasure by chance, and the sun was shining brightly in both the government and the public, so after seeing me, I didn't even say hello, that's all. "
Song Jixin asked: "Then what? "
Song Changjing glanced sideways at his nephew as if he were an idiot, "And then he died? "
Song Jixin's face was full of bewilderment, "Uncle, you killed a great monk who could be called the mainstay of the country just because he didn't say hello to you? "
Song Changjing said calmly: "There are some people, you can't spoil them. "
Song Jixin's eyes were suspicious, as if he couldn't understand how such a rebellious and disregarded Dali royal family survived to this day.
Song Changjing smiled and said: " One thing you may not know is that there is only one dynasty of Qi practitioners in the entire East Aquarius Continent. No matter who they are from or what their backers are, they must serve the emperor on the border battlefields and fight for three years. If their military achievements are not enough, Just continue to stay at the border and drink from the northwest wind until you have saved enough before you can go home and enjoy the blessings. ”
Song Jixin was even more confused, “Uncle, didn’t you just say that Da Li respected Qi practitioners the most? Why is there such a rule? To take a step back, isn't Da Li afraid that these people will die young on the battlefield? "
Song Changjing laughed and said: "This unwritten rule was established after this king took control of the military. ”
Song Jixin suddenly said: “Is that sword cultivator unwilling to go to the battlefield and ruining your face?” Did it make other Qi practitioners follow their example and inadvertently damage the morale of Da Li's army and people? So we have to choose the lesser of two evils?
Song Changjing shook his head and said: "That swordsman joined the border army when he was young. He accumulated enough military exploits in just one year and has a good reputation in Dali." "
Song Jixin became angry and said: "Why is that? ! Could it be that I am jealous of you, have violated the Song family's taboo, or have secretly collaborated with the enemy and treason? "
Song Changjing's answer is simple, "Although monks and warriors are on two different paths, the former is indeed more... well, in the words of the embroidered tiger, it is more golden. Even if the tenth realm of martial arts has come to an end, Qi practitioners still have the upper five realms to climb. The difference between the two is indeed not small. If we pick out a small group of people who are the best among the two, they can reach the fifth realm. Qi Shi, just like standing on the top of the mountain here, but a martial arts master like me can only stand on the top of the Piyun Mountain. Of course, the master of the ultimate martial arts realm, and the monks of the eleventh and twelve realms, norThere is no need to fight, but in the final analysis, in the eyes of secular people, a warrior is just a big boss who can only fight and kill, and is as good as a dwarf monk. Therefore, although he did not say hello to the king when they met in the palace, he He deliberately looked at me sideways and raised the corners of his mouth, which was very provocative. I just wanted to teach him how to behave. ”
Song Jixin was dumbfounded.
Teaching people how to behave, then you leave a way for others to survive, and you have to break their necks?
Song Changjing didn't want to talk about the dead person anymore, "Do you really want to know about the middle-aged man who fought with me life and death? ”
Song Jixin swallowed subconsciously and said nothing.
Although the three carriages went ahead, the two behind them had a head-on collision, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark. One time, Song Changjing fell from the sky. , smashing a big hole more than ten feet away from the carriage, and one time later, Song Changjing retaliated. At that time, the young man had climbed onto the roof of the carriage, and saw with his own eyes that strong man, who was as imposing as a land dragon, was struck by Song Changjing. The fist hit a hill, and the dust that flew up was extremely spectacular.
This was the boy's only impression at the time.
In fact, the fight between Song Changjing and that man who appeared out of nowhere was not magical at all. It was as if the fists were hitting the flesh. From the beginning to the end, it was like they were trading injuries for injuries and lives for lives. They were competing to see who was more brutal! Reasonable.
Song Changjing suddenly rubbed the young man’s head and said in an unprecedentedly warm voice, “Brother Huang has great ambitions. He had already seen it when the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty was only looking at Da Li. Old Dragon City in the southernmost part of East Aquarius Continent. Are you wondering why, as the direct prince of Da Li and the vassal king who holds the most power, I have high prestige in the military and among the people, unmatched by anyone, yet I can still be brothers with your father? Friend brother Gong? "
Song Jixin smiled and said slyly: "Uncle, you can just say it. "
Song Changjing retracted his hand and said in a deep voice: "Because the only thing I want is to see the martial arts scenery above the end. Only when I get there can I, Song Changjing, live my life in vain. "
At this moment, there seemed to be a torrent surging in the young man's heart, and he asked in a trembling voice: "If I were wholehearted, could I be as tall as you are today, uncle? "
Song Changjing shook his head and smiled: "If you are practicing martial arts and have reached the eighth level and have no future, you should just be a qi practitioner. Your achievements will definitely be higher. "
Song Jixin was a little unconvinced, "Why can I only reach the eighth level of martial arts? "
Song Changjing said with a joking smile: "Only? "
Song Jixin blushed a little.
Song Changjing didn't care about the young man who didn't know the heights of the sky. He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and said slowly: "A Qi practitioner, he is a man who relies on God to reward him. In the business of eating, it is very important whether your life is good or not. Today you will encounter a chance here, tomorrow you will pick up a magic weapon there, you will accidentally meet a hidden god the day after tomorrow, and you will be enlightened by looking at the scenery the day after tomorrow. , it seems that whatever you do can increase your cultivation. As for us martial artists,Big difference, there is no shortcut, you can only go step by step, which is very boring. ”
Song Jixin felt complicated and a little disappointed.
Song Changjing ignored the nephew and turned around to walk towards the carriage. After seeing the girl’s back from the corner of his eye, he hesitated and left. Come to her side and look up at the door with her.
Song Changjing said to himself: "The true dragon's energy condenses into beads. All dragons in the world value pearls, just like the soul of a monk. "
The maid Zhigui did not turn her head, but showed a trace of nervousness.
Song Changjing smiled and said: "For the four words Feng Sheng Shui Qi written on the plaque on the covered bridge, I The price Dali paid was so high that outsiders could not imagine it. Wind and water rise, water rises, why should water rise? It’s not just that we hope that when the dragon travels across the river, it will be able to flow unimpeded. As for me, I don't care about these things. It's all just the wish of your young master and his cruel father. After you leave this little cave, I guess no one can do anything to you except the embroidered tiger in the capital. Pointing fingers. "
Song Changjing turned his head and looked at the girl's side face, "Although the fate of you and my nephew are closely linked and share weal and woe, you should not be too arrogant and do not let me. The king has the idea of taking action. Well, for the sake of Da Li Jiangshan and his nephew Song Jixin, I can make an exception and give you two chances to seek death.
The girl suddenly became angry. She turned around first, then took two steps back, staring fiercely at the great Li clan king who made her feel frightened. Rules come to restrain me, but who is being unreasonable? What do your golden rules and rules have to do with me? ! "
Song Changjing smiled happily and said: "Don't get me wrong, I will never be harsh on you in small things. On the contrary, I am your biggest talisman. "
Song Changjing stared at the girl. She had a pair of strange golden eyes. He finally said: "After that fight, I and you are actually allies on the same boat. . Remember this sentence, especially in the future, when you are qualified to make a major decision, think of this sentence. ”
Song Changjing turned and left.
Beside the carriage, a middle-aged coachman with a rough atmosphere of the battlefield looked at the dazzling snow-white fox fur on the king of Dali. , couldn't help it anymore, he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, when are you going to change into a new fox fur? It's been so many years. Your Majesty is not tired of wearing it, but we are tired of looking at it." "
Song Changjing boarded the carriage, bent down to lift the curtain, and said angrily: "We will wait until the Sui Dynasty is defeated. ”
The driver who drove the car laughed heartily. Facing this powerful vassal king who was less than ten thousand people in Dali, he was not at all restrained.
Song Changjing’s military career For twenty years, although he was a general, he could not take the lead in every battle, and he was more strategizing in the big tent. However, the smoke was everywhere on the border of Dali. In every deadly battle, Song Changjing would inevitably be involved in the daily life of the noble vassal. , never alcoholA wine-beautiful woman can almost be described as "having no external possessions".
After Song Changjing got into the carriage, he sat cross-legged and frowned: "That person asked me not to rush to the capital after leaving Lizhu Cave. 'You might as well wait at the foot of the mountain and look up.' ', What are you waiting for? What are you looking at?"
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Song Jixin and the maid Zhigui also entered the carriage, and the carriage was ready to leave through the gate.
Song Jixin found Zhigui huddled in the corner, shivering, and he worriedly said: "What's wrong?"
Zhigui said tremblingly: "I can feel it, over the door. , there are countless scary things."
Song Jixin smiled and comforted: "With my uncle here, what are you afraid of? He can hold up even if the sky falls."
Unexpectedly, Zhigui became more and more panicked. He huddled in the corner and cried, "Even he can't carry it!"
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Small Town A rare guest came to the largest restaurant.
A teacher with frosty white temples ordered a pot of wine and a few plates of side dishes to go with the wine, so he could drink and drink by himself.
It turns out that the teacher from the school did not teach today.
The school boys went home happily one by one.
When he finished the last glass of wine and the last bite of food, he gently put down his chopsticks.
After the snap.
Thousands of miles away, the small cave in the mountains and rivers is silent and everything is still.
The world here instantly collapsed.
At this moment, all the gods and mortals on the mountain in East Aquarius Continent looked up involuntarily.
But the next moment, there seemed to be an immortal above the immortals, using the great magical power to change the sky and the sun, covering the entire scene of the Lizhu Cave.
High in the sky in the northern part of East Aquarius Continent, a sea of thousands of miles of clouds rolled and drooped slowly.
There was a man who was all white, with big sleeves swaying, and seemed to be tens of thousands of feet tall. He was sitting upright, with a broken bead as big as the palm of his hand floating in front of him.
This person's Dharma appearance is so huge that he seems to have used an East Aquarius Island as a private school.
Above the boundless sea of clouds, there were majestic sounds like thunder exploding from the sky.
"Qi Jingchun, you are so presumptuous!"
"Treason!"
"It's time to turn around!"
The scholar lowered his head and stared at the grain. Zhuzi slowly retracted his gaze, and finally raised his head and said loudly: "I, Qi Jingchun, shoulder the responsibility for the counterattack of heaven that has been accumulated in this town for three thousand years!"