The middle-aged man Li Shenghui gave a wry smile and said helplessly: "I have been an old man for 8,000 years, and my ninth brother still remembers such reckless things in his childhood. It seems that I should be happy for my brother?"
Seeing this, Wang Zijia waved to the people behind him, beckoning them to get down, and then said to Li Shenghui: "Let's go and sit down below."
After Li Shenghui finished speaking, he smiled slightly, and together they stepped into the air and disappeared.
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Buried Sword Valley, in the center of Blackpool Lake, on the island in the center of the lake, is the most artistic place in the entire Buried Sword Valley.
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Wang Zijia and Li Shenghui came here, and there was no disciple around to wait on them.
The two of them sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and Wang Zijia started making tea.
Deep in the valley, the lake is quiet and the breeze is gentle. On the pavilion in the center of the lake, two antiques from eight thousand years ago are reunited. It should be a good picture.
However...
"You are still so stubborn, like a stubborn donkey. Even if you are reincarnated, you would rather hide in this miserable place and suffer than go back to Shenjing." Li Shenghui looked around and said with emotion.
For him, this place is really shabby.
"I think it's pretty good. It's less smoky than Shenjing, and it's enough for my practice!" Wang Zijia said calmly.
Li Shenghui paused, looking at Wang Zijia who was not hiding his cultivation at this moment, and who was already a soul, and whose foundation was extremely strong, he couldn't refute this.
"Being born in our family, some things are inevitable. You are like this..."
At this point, he paused, thinking that the relationship between the two was not suitable for preaching at all, and finally sighed and said:
"Oh, your temperament is really not suitable for a place like Shenjing."
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui and handed him a cup of tea.
Compared with eight thousand years ago, not only had his cultivation level changed, but his entire person had also changed.
He is no longer domineering and has become a lot more easy-going, but he is a bit sentimental. He is not like the official of the Daqian sect who finally won after countless intrigues, but he looks like an old scholar.
The easy-going atmosphere is filled with emotion of remembering the past.
The two were silent for a moment and drank tea in silence.
"I didn't do what happened to Xiao Qi!" Li Shenghui suddenly said without any clue.
Wang Zijia paused while drinking tea and did not speak.
Li Shenghui said with some reminiscence: "When he first returned to Shenjing, he was just like an abandoned little hedgehog with fried hair, a pitiful little one."
"But you taught him very well. He is exactly the same as you. I can see his hatred for Shenjing and his longing for the world with a sword."
"So I don't have the need or the spare time to do anything to him. Even if he later becomes extremely talented, he will still be like that."
"No matter how talented he is, if he doesn't end up, it will have no impact on us and others, and it may even be beneficial."
Wang Zijia drank tea silently and did not answer.
Li Shenghui continued to explain: "The third brother should have done the thing. He also paid the price and lost everything."
Wang Zijia finally raised his head, glanced at Li Shenghui indifferently, and said, "So you happened to pick up the slack and became the official of the government, and have been in charge for eight thousand years?"
When Li Shenghui heard this, he was silent again.
He didn't argue for a while and said straightforwardly and sincerely:
"When I found out, it was already too late. Although I used this matter to push things along, I never wanted to do something at the expense of Xiao Qi. He never entered it, so he shouldn't have to pay for the situation in Shenjing. .”
The fact that the Tribulation Monk could talk to him in this manner showed his sincerity. Of course, it is also related to Li Shenghong's Confucian swordsman and immortal character who is soft but not hard.
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui again, who looked at Wang Zijia seriously.
This man has indeed changed a lot. Compared with the aggressive man he remembered eight thousand years ago, he is completely the same person.
Time is really a scary thing.
"So what's the purpose? Fifth brother, you came to me personally just to tell me this so that I wouldn't misunderstand?"
"Then they act like brothers and sisters paying homage to each other, all the past and future are gone, they embrace each other and fall asleep, and shed tears on the spot?"
"I don't remember that we have such affection, nor do I remember that I, Li Shenghong, have such face."
"You can actually make the Lord of Tribulation Gods, the Heavenly One who can do great things, the great man who can make the Zhenling Realm shake by just stamping his feet. He explained to me in such a low voice, because he was afraid that I would misunderstand something."
Wang Zijia put down the tea cup and said calmly with an expressionless face.
"I'm going to die." Wang Zijia's answer was calm, with very complicated emotions.
Wang Zijia froze in action and frowned at Li Shenghui, who looked no more than middle-aged.
Theoretically, a tribulation monk can live a long life. Although the limit is difficult to reach, with Li Shenghui's status and resources, it should not be difficult to live nine thousand years.
However, he is not yet eight thousand years old now, he should be in his prime!
Sensing Wang Zijia's doubts, Li Shenghui took a sip of tea and then seemed to recall or narrate:
"Back then, I had many fights with disciples from my current generation, previous generations, and other generations over this alternative government order."
"In our era, you know how chaotic it was. Everyone usually used the magic sect to do things."
"Although I can always resolve the situation without any danger, it still takes a lot of effort to get to where I am now."
"Even after surviving the tribulation, the injuries all over my body cannot be completely eliminated."
Wang Zijia was silent for a moment and then said: "So? Fifth brother, before you die, did you want to leave without worries and eliminate all misunderstandings in the world? Or is it that you don't like the deputy mandarin of Daqiandu Tribulation period, but you have to like me?" ?Want to take care of you?"
Li Shenghui ignored the not so good tone in Wang Zijia's words, looked at Wang Zijia and said, "I want your method of reincarnation!"
As he spoke, a bright light burst out in his eyes.
Even though he still has that pampered, elegant and casual attitude.
But Wang Zijia felt the unwillingness and domineering feeling in his words.
He was wrong!
Li Shenghui is still the same Li Shenghui!
However, he has become mature, and many things have come to him, and there is no need to fight for them!
So I developed the previous elegance!
But he, Li Shenghui, is still Li Shenghui, and he has not changed at all!
"So?" Wang Zijia's expression did not change at all, and he still said calmly.
As if nothing had anything to do with him, he was extremely calm and calm!
Li Shenghui's aura was stiff, and he tried his best to suppress his aura of a high-ranking person, so as not to misunderstand this stubborn ninth brother. He was here to coerce him or something.
A Confucian swordsman who directly ruined his lifelong cultivation in order to save a state of mortals. He understood the temperament of such a person very well.
Over the past eight thousand years, Daqian has produced many staunch and great scholars.
And this ninth brother can be at the forefront here.
Do you want to force this kind of person to submit?
What a joke!
Confucianism and Taoism, especially Confucianism and Swordsmanship, it is almost impossible for those who can achieve enlightenment through this, they are all the best stubborn donkeys!
He doesn’t have the time to force himself to kill it!
"You can ask for anything you want." As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid of Wang Zijia's rejection, and added: "I can help you achieve the imperial decree and take charge of the entire Daqian."
Wang Zijia was about to speak.
Li Shenghui continued to add: "Even if you don't covet these, you still need resources for practice, right?"
Wang Zijia paused.
To be honest, he was really moved.
But...he has a damn way to reincarnate!
As for the Demon Seed who helped Li Shenghui break through the Earth Immortal, not to mention whether the other party had the resources and ability to break through, given Li Shenghui's character, how could he be willing to be the Demon Seed by the Prince?
His temperament is not that of someone who has to lose everything just to survive.
Otherwise, he would not have participated in Kowloon's fight for the heir, and he would not have fought until now. He, Li Shenghui, is also a figure!
Li Shenghui is a typical prince, with arrogance and he doesn't mind using various means to achieve his goals. And the most unbearable thing here is being manipulated.
This is the core Taoist heart of King Quan’s hegemony!
But now Wang Zijia is not sure about the secret cultivation of demons and tribulations.
Li Shenghui saw Wang Zijia silent.
However, there was no direct rejection, which was already good news for him. After all, the relationship between the two was not so good, it could even be considered a grudge.
He also played a big part in forcing Li Shenghong to leave Beijing!
"I can probably maintain my prosperity for another two hundred years. During this period, I can help you take over the position of government official." Li Shenghui said again in a confused manner.
This tells Wang Zijia that he can consider two hundred years.
Hearing this, Wang Zijia suddenly raised his head and said, "How about Fifth Brother helping me find a special spiritual object?"
"Deposit?" Li Shenghui said in surprise.
Before coming, he never expected to get an immediate answer.
"It's up to you to understand it how you want." Wang Zijia replied, his attitude still calm.
"What spiritual thing?" Li Shenghui asked immediately.
"A spiritual creature of the time and space attribute." Wang Zijia said.
Li Shenghui frowned and shook his head: "There is no need to look for it. There is no such thing in the entire Zhenling Territory. If there really was such a thing, our three Nanling Territories would not be in the situation we are in now."
"Don't you want a whole portion, not even a strand?" The prince added in his words:
"The necessary condition for reincarnation is something that can leverage time and space. Eight thousand years ago, I was lucky enough to succeed by relying on the power of the ghosts in the Changbao Strange Realm."
Li Shenghui froze, and suddenly, he frowned and said: "If there is just a trace, the core essence of the space spirit mine in Void Spring may contain it. Although our domain does not have it, I can try to get it in other domains."
Having said this, he looked at Wang Zijia seriously and said, "If I get it for you, Ninth Brother, will Ninth Brother agree to the deal?"
Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "I can't give you the secret method."
Li Shenghui frowned, thought of something, and immediately said: "I'm looking for the inheritance master..."
Wang Zijia shook his head and said, "Even if Fifth Brother you find a seventh-grade inheritor, you still can't do anything."
(End of chapter)
