Extra "Peach and Plum Chapter"
The years are long and the sea is full of vicissitudes.
It has been more than twenty years since the unification of China, the end of the confrontation between the north and the south, and the establishment of a new dynasty.
On this day, the former emperor died of illness and the new emperor ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.
"Speaking of the general trend of the world, if we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite."
There was a crowd of people in a wine shop next to the official road.
Inside, a storyteller held a folding fan and told old news about China. Heroes from all walks of life told it vividly and with high spirits, attracting merchants to stop and listen.
"Back then, when Beigan was destroyed and all heroes competed, the late Emperor rose to prominence. At the beginning of his birth, he was accompanied by visions, like a real dragon entering his dream. Later, he learned the indestructible magical power of the Vajra, and was assisted by General Hong, the number one god of war in our dynasty. The world, unify China..."
There are all kinds of customers in the wine shop, including merchants and hawkers, high-rollers who hang out in the world, and it seems that there are also people from public affairs in casual clothes.
In front of a table, there was an old man sitting there, with a stooped body and gray hair. He was full of energy and was eating slowly.
Next to him sat a sickly boy of six or seven years old, with a sallow face and thin muscles. Only his eyes were extremely bright, as if there were two groups of flames burning!
Hearing the storyteller mention that I was heading towards the First God of War, the thin boy subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the old man beside him.
"I heard that General Hong is a disciple of Chen Tang, the Eternal Sword Sect."
"It is said that the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill practiced by the late emperor was passed down from the Eternal Sword Sect. From this point of view, the late emperor can be regarded as half a disciple of the Eternal Sword Sect."
"It must have been more than a hundred years since the battle at Kunlun Mountain, when the Eternal Sword Sect shattered the void and soared away."
When the name "Eternal Sword Sect" was mentioned, everyone in the wine shop was filled with emotion and sighed.
On the other hand, the few public servants frowned slightly and showed displeasure.
"So, our ability to dominate the world is inextricably linked to the Eternal Sword Sect."
"More than that."
Another person said: "Our dynasty has long had the strength to send troops south to unify China. It is said that the Song Emperor in the south was a close friend of the Eternal Sword Sect. The late emperor had some scruples, so he did not take any action."
"It wasn't until the death of Emperor Song that the late emperor dared to send troops..."
"Hearsay is nonsense!"
There was a cold snort in the wine shop.
One person slightly cupped his hands and said slowly: "The late Emperor is the True Dragon Emperor, and he is destined to do so. There is no need to look at anyone's face. The Eternal Sword Sect is just something that is touted by future generations."
"He ascended a hundred years ago, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead. How could the late emperor care about him?"
Everyone looked around and saw a few people over there with unkind expressions and looking around with sinister eyes.
"What do you call your friends?"
A middle-aged man who traveled around the world stood up, cupped his fists and asked.
Those people didn't say anything, they just opened their clothes, revealing a dark token on their waists.
Everyone's expressions changed.
A man from the public gate of the capital!
The chatter in the wine shop suddenly became much quieter. Many onlookers were busy eating and drinking, not daring to look at a few people.
On the other hand, the old man who was eating slowly just now frowned and glanced this way when he heard the official's words.
"They're not talking nonsense!"
At this moment, the sickly and thin young man suddenly said: "After the Sword Sect shattered the Immortal Sect, he returned here again. He did not leave here until the old people around him ran out of life and passed away one after another."
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The servants heard this and sneered again and again.
One person sneered: "How old are you, kid? What do you know? Have you ever seen Chen Tang? It sounds like it's true, haha!"
The thin boy did not flinch, and the flame in his eyes seemed to be getting brighter. He said in a deep voice: "I haven't seen it, but my elders have."
The official was scolded by the child and felt that he had lost face. He couldn't help but his face darkened. He stared at the old man next to him and said slowly: "Old man, if you don't discipline your own children, don't blame your brothers for doing it for you!"
After hearing this, the old man slowly stood up.
The originally rickety body suddenly straightened up, and the whole person suddenly swelled, becoming taller and taller. The old age was swept away, and his eyes were like torches, exuding terrifying pressure!
The expressions of the tolerants changed, and only at this moment did they realize that they had encountered a difficult situation.
"You, what do you want to do!"
A police officer scolded him with a stern look, took off his token from his waist, and held it in front of him.
The old man didn't answer and paced in that direction.
The few servants couldn't bear the pressure and stood up one after another, looking surprised.
When the old man came closer, the servants felt as if their bodies were out of control and they were frozen in place, unable to move.
The old man reached out to take the token, glanced at it casually, and squeezed it with his big hands.
The token made of fine steel was crushed into a ball of powder by the old man's palm and fell down between his fingers.
Everyone looked horrified.
"Sit down."
The old man said lightly.
Several of the waiters seemed to feel a huge force and sat back at the same time.
"Although the Eternal Sword Sect has ascended and gone, there are still people alive in that era, let alone you. Even if the late emperor is still here, you don't dare to be disrespectful to the Sword Sect at all."
The old man said lightly, then turned around and waved to the thin young man, and walked towards the carriage beside him.
An old man and a young man got on the carriage and headed west along the official road, and soon disappeared.
"Are the brothers okay?" After a while, a few businessmen came back to their senses and asked.
"No, it's okay."
Several people said this, but they were inexplicably horrified in their hearts, and had already broken out in cold sweats.
One person frowned and whispered: "This old man looks familiar."
"My knife..."
One person seemed to notice something and said suddenly.
Several other officers quickly looked down and reached out to draw their swords.
It was only at this moment that a few people discovered that the waist knife they carried with them had been broken into several pieces and was completely useless!
The old man actually had such shocking methods. From the beginning to the end, he never touched them, and their sabers were reduced to scrap metal!
If the old man wanted to take the lives of several people, it must have been just a thought.
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There are probably no more than ten people in the world who can do this.
"I know!"
The official seemed to have thought of something and said in a trembling voice: "The person just now seems to be... General Hong!"
"Ah!"
After the words fell, there was an uproar in the wine shop.
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To the south of the Tianshan Mountains, there is a palace building. This place has the wind behind it and faces the sun. It is a rare warm place.
A few days later, the old man came here with the thin young man in hand. He looked at the name on the plaque above the palace and was slightly startled.
"The Vulture Palace."
The thin young man read out in a low voice, then looked around curiously, and asked curiously: "Are there any spiritual vultures here?"
"No."
The old man shook his head and said: "There is a golden eagle here."
As he spoke, the old man led the thin young man into the palace.
"Brother, you are here."
In the palace, a handsome middle-aged man in white clothes came out. He had gray hair, walked on the air, his big sleeves were flowing, and his whole person exuded an elegant and noble aura.
The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "You are still so young, how can you look like a hundred years old."
The thin boy next to him was startled.
This good-looking middle-aged man is actually a hundred years old?
He seemed to be younger than his father.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "I have achieved some success by practicing Xuanmen Taoism."
The middle-aged man glanced at the thin boy and asked, "Is this a descendant of the Li family?"
"Yes."
The old man said: "As Master expected, there is a strange person among the descendants of the Li family. He was born with supernatural powers at a young age. Unfortunately, he has been sick all the time and is weak. I don't know how long he can live."
"I am about to expire, so I will take him to the mountain to ask you if you can help him recuperate."
The middle-aged man had long seen that the old man's time was short, but he just didn't want to mention it.
"Just stay with me to cultivate for a while."
The middle-aged man checked the body of the thin boy and said: "As for martial arts, your technique is the most suitable for him."
"In addition, his father left him a pair of weapons and a divine horse."
"Master is really good at predicting things."
The old man sighed with emotion, and then asked curiously: "Why is this place named Lingjiu Palace? What is the origin?"
"I don't know either."
The middle-aged man said: "I asked my father before. Logically speaking, there was a golden-winged roc guarding this place, and it has nothing to do with the spiritual vulture."
"My father didn't explain either. He just looked a little weird and said incomprehensible words. He said it was just a bit of bad taste. After traveling for a hundred years, he knew it was Tianlong..."
The old man couldn't understand it either. He was confused and didn't know what the meaning was.
"Master, do you have any other instructions before you ascend?"
the old man asked.
The middle-aged man said: "It's nothing, I just left a "Peach and Plum Chapter"."
"Peaches and plums will conquer the world. The queen goes around Yangzhou and wanders in the garden. Don't talk nonsense, who will say yes?"
The old man thought for a while and asked: "It sounds like a folk song, and there seems to be some mystery in it. What's the explanation?"
"I don't understand either."
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe it's a ditty that my father sang casually. As you know, he always sings some weird tunes..."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man began to hum: "I swallowed the wind and kissed the rain, buried the sunset, and never hesitated. I bullied the mountains and chased the sea, and walked on the snowy paths, but I never despaired..."
(End of chapter)