The forest path was covered with light mist, and only a few people were seen walking together. One of them said:
"Misery is indeed your hometown, sir. With our pace, we can travel from the far east to the far west of the Tower of Mercy in this short period of time."
He holds a feather fan, a Confucian crown on his head, and wears a purple and black Confucian shirt, which makes him look extraordinary.
At this time, the cherry-pink young man beside him spoke with emotion and looked at the plants and trees along the way with sharp eyes:
"The Tower of Mercy Light integrated all the resources of the lower three realms to achieve today's prosperity, but compared with this miserable state, it is still far behind.
You say so, Wedge. "
The other people from the Four Realms did not go directly to Tiandu as Ning Yuan said, but traveled like him.
Suffering is an extremely novel place for them, and it is also the source of what they have learned. It is impossible to say that they are not curious.
Huaisheng Qiao, who was dressed in white in front, reminded: "Fuying, put away your thoughts."
The serious tone made the cherry-pink young man feel helpless: "Yeah~ I'm just sighing, don't take it seriously."
"That's why I reminded you, my friend, because I didn't take it seriously. I'm new here, so be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth." The young man named Chuanzi spoke again at this time, giving him a stabbing blow.
Although everyone in the Tower of Metta is like-minded, they are also divided into factions, such as the Eagles and the ***. To put it simply, some of them are good at martial arts, while others are good at magic.
Therefore, when facing the same thing, the starting point will be different.
"According to Senior Xia, the plight has been relatively stable over the years, so it shouldn't be so scary, right?" Fu Ying said cautiously.
"The problem is, we can't defeat senior even if we join forces. What if what senior says is stable is for him?"
Seeing him like this, the walking wedge straightened his back, and then said solemnly:
"Friend, you don't want us to watch you die, right?"
"Ah? Why are you watching? Shouldn't you come to help?" Fuying twitched the corner of her mouth, looking speechless.
What about the close friends and revolutionary comrades we promised to share weal and woe?
"It's unwise to do something you know you can't do. We must remain useful, otherwise no one will avenge you." Chuezi explained.
His explanation was better than no explanation at all, letting Fu Ying on the side call her a careless friend.
After another argument, Fu Ying said sternly: "I will just say casually, the misery is the hometown of Mr. and Senior Xia, and it is unforgivable to repay kindness with hatred.
However, just because we think so does not mean that others will think so too. "
"If you have time to generate ideas, why not read more history books on difficult situations? You will find that this is a dead end."
The voice came from the front, and the back of the silver-haired young man was reflected in the eyes of several people, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.
"That's right. Today's peace is by no means as simple as it seems. Thank you, senior, for reminding me."
"..."
Listening to the words coming from behind him, Zhen Wu sighed sadly. It was hard to say whether they would have that time after arriving in Tiandu.
However, he didn't say a word to remind him, and Huai Sheng Qiao beside him didn't say a word either, and the trail fell into silence for a while.
At this moment, I heard faint singing coming from the distance——
There are so many rivers and lakes, but the world is worth a smile
Occasionally, I look down at the mortal world, how boring the world is
Let Xiaoxiao live in the wind and rain, and be lonely and arrogant all his life
…
At the end of the road, the water steamed up, and the river stretched across it, boundless.
The river grass is luxuriant, the good wind is like water, and the night color is melting, no matter where it falls.
A pot of wine, a book, and a small boat.
Who is under the moon, banished to immortality in the world, wherever the boat is anchored, I am happy to be Jiang Ping.
"The stars and the moon in a river are like ice, and the bones of immortals read the inscriptions in the humble room; what does this body look like like, the nine winds and the boat traveling in the sky."
The boat docked at the shore, and the people in the boat lifted up the bamboo hats covering the surface, and met with Ji Wushang and others on the shore.
The person said:
"Where do your friends want to go?"
…………
Regarding the arrangements of Zhen Wushang and others, neither Lin Chongyang and others on the Defeng Ancient Road, nor Xia Chenglin and others on Tiandu are known.
Fortunately, Lin Chongyang was talking about a period of time, not a few days, which fundamentally avoided some misunderstandings.
Because for innate people, the so-called "a period of time" is mostly measured in years.
Moreover, what they do needs to be done step by step, and there is no need to rush or rush.
In the ancient path of De Feng, because Lin Chongyang changed his mind temporarily, this "retribution" should be given to the three people of Xian Mo Yu and Yu.
Although he was usually very kind to his juniors, that was after all, in normal times, and it was related to their future practice. Lin Chongyang had always used real swords and guns, but it was just a little injury and a little blood.
Well, it's just a little injury and a little blood.
There is a peerless master who guides the practice, and it can be said that he knows almost everything. How many people in the world want such an opportunity, but suffer from no way, how can they complain.
To be honest, despite being drilled over and over again, their overall combat power was at least 30% stronger than before.
However, they did not indulge in this improvement. After all, there was room for improvement, which proved that their previous foundation was not solid. They also took advantage of this opportunity to establish a clearer understanding of their own strength.
On the school grounds, Xian Mo Cause and Effect, Ying Yunqian and Ning Yuan were gathered together.
"Yunqian, have you really thought about it?" Looking at Yingyunqian who looked determined at this moment, Xianmo Karma asked with concern.
After these years of growth, the boy at that time has become the young man he is today. His black hair is tied high with a Confucian crown and he wears a white Confucian shirt. It can be said that he has transformed into a man.
Ying Yunqian transformed Yuli Yunqian, gently stroked the sword body, and spoke slowly:
"In these years of study, I have finally figured out that Ying Chaoyang's extreme single striker has its limits.
The more you want to be clear-minded and careful, the more difficult it is to be clear-minded and careful; the more you want to be very sharp, the more difficult it is to be very sharp. "
When he ran away from home, apart from the book, he only took with him this sword, which he named Yuli Yunqian. It was a pair of swords with the sword Ji Dao of the old man Tianjian.
"So, I decided to give up studying the so-called extreme lone striker and try to find my own way."
After all, a young man has a young mind. Although Ying Yunqian ran away from home, he actually always kept the victory or defeat with Ying Hongxue in his heart, so he still cared about Ji Danfeng.
However, the more Confucian classics he read, the broader his knowledge became, and the more he realized how naive he was in the past. In addition, during this period, he was pointed out and beaten in various ways by Lin Chongyang many times.
It made him feel more and more that the so-called extremely single striker...
I really don’t know what to say!
But it wasted so much of his time, it wasn't worth it.
"As we all know, ignorance and confidence are always consequentialism. Victory is confidence, failure is ignorance.
Although I don't understand Shan Feng, Yunqian, you have to use your own confidence to defeat their ignorance. "
