Chapter 85 Origin

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Life in Taoyuan is slow and peaceful, but Shui Han has not been able to calm down very much these days, because one person has returned to the boxing sect. Needless to say, that person is naturally Jueyang, the owner of the clay figurine shop who is wandering in the blue and white lanes, leisurely and contented. , decided the boss.

Jueyang seemed to have come to his senses after Emperor Wulong made a big fuss in Qinghua Lane. He felt that it was a bit unreliable to wander outside alone, so he returned to the big family of the boxing sect. It was said to be a big family, but in this family, including Liu Yun who was injured and lying in the Medical Sect, and Jueyang who had just joined, there were only six people in this family. To be honest, Jueyang was very disappointed when he first came to the Boxing Sect, because this place, which is also known as the largest sect in the Pure Land, really seemed a bit neglected. Thinking of the day when Zhongqiu pulled him in seriously, this No matter how you think about it, it’s all a trap.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and others are worried. Jueyang entering the pit is really a happy event for the pit digger. Zhongqiu has been filled with joy these past two days. A real exchange student like Jueyang is one of the top local outstanding young talents. He is naturally strong. It is definitely a gratifying thing to join his sect. If things are serious, this is even an important opportunity to strengthen the boxing sect. Maybe I can take this as an opportunity to propose to Master Xunzhuang to expand the sect's enrollment in the coming year. If it can revive the boxing sect's past Xiongfeng, then the guilt in your heart can be reduced a little. Zhongqiu looked at the red clouds on the horizon and thought of those years, those things, and those people.

Xiantao, Ake, I miss you so much.

At that moment, Zhongqiu cried. His tears were very light and silent. No one noticed or knew about it. He is always like this, hiding secretly and revealing his true feelings. In front of others, everyone thinks Zhongqiu is a nervous old boy. Zhongqiu is indeed such a person, but he knows that the more optimistic a person looks, the more optimistic he is. Their nerves are often the most fragile, their feelings are often the most real, and their memories are often the most sensational.

At the end of the story, when I look up at the sky alone, will you allow me a clear sky?

The arrival of Jueyang further promoted Shuihan's determination to become stronger. Well, it was more of a grudge than a promotion, because Jueyang was definitely not inferior to him in terms of satirizing people. Zhong Shao, Zhong Luan and his like are very angry. This boy's strength is absolutely abnormal. As an outstanding talent trained by the "Qian Gang", the largest business gang in Wei State, Jueyang has inherited almost all the advantages of successful businessmen. He is calm-minded, thoughtful, and decisive, and because he is a direct disciple of the sect master Jing Yutang, his martial arts are naturally inherited and unpredictable.

Of course, Jueyang also has obvious shortcomings, he is only profit-seeking, and he is also very mean. This was Shui Han's evaluation of Dui Yang. When Dui Yang first arrived at the boxing sect and learned that Shui Han was an innate Bagua, he was really shocked. When he learned that Shui Han could not realize the Tao due to unknown reasons, he Startled again.

"It is really tragic that people who practice Dharma cannot realize the truth."

Jueyang sighed, but with a malicious smile on his lips, Shui Han stared at him with great dissatisfaction.

"Boy, you are so talented but unable to understand. You really answered that sentence." Jue Yang patted Shui Han on the shoulder with a strange expression.

"What words?"

"You are occupying the latrine and not shitting. I advise you to give up practicing law and practice your 'Eighteen Methods of Practicing Qigong'."

Jueyang laughed, turned around, shook his head and left.

Shui Han froze on the spot, his face turned green with anger, and this was definitely not the first time Shui Han had been angry.

In fact, Shui Han didn't see that the moment Jueyang turned around, the expression on his face was very serious. In fact, he knew very well in his heart, and Zhong Qiu also knew very well in his heart that being unable to realize the truth was just nonsense. This ignorant boy named Yi Shuihan would one day become very powerful, terrifyingly powerful, but when that day really came , can such a fragile body control such a powerful force?

Some bad memories were running through Jueyang's mind. Seeing Shuihan who was now ignorant, Jueyang recalled those terrible memories and the person who was once as ignorant and kind as him. When he thought about Shuihan, he might also be in the future. It became so terrifying that Jueyang couldn't accept it. In Jueyang's heart, Shui Han had already become his friend worth protecting, and he had already lost one such friend and could never lose another one, and in the same way. The reason why he spoke harshly to Shui Han was because he wanted him to quit before the difficulties. It would be best if he could spend his life stupidly. But he didn't know that his harshness only made Shui Han more determined to understand the Tao. .

Zhongqiu was drinking a small drink with great interest in the study. Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a "bang". He was so frightened that Zhongqiu almost spit out the wine he just drank. When he took a closer look, it was Shui Han standing there. In front of the door, the expression on his face was full of determination and desire, even a little impatient.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhongqiu felt a little bad.

"Please tell me more about enlightenment."

Shui Han's eyes became sharper and sharper. There seemed to be a lion hidden in those eyes, a hungry and greedy lion.

Zhongqiu forced himself to swallow the drink in his mouth. He knew that some things could not be stopped after all.