Chapter 428: Hundreds of Thousands of People Forgotten

Style: Historical Author: little fishWords: 2724Update Time: 24/02/20 20:38:13
Huya is teaching his junior brothers and sisters to practice swordsmanship.

Seeing Yang Lin entering the village, his face lit up with joy, and he ran over like a ball of fire, "Master, Junior Brother Xu is finally fine. I heard that he spent a lot of troubles and suffered a lot of grievances in prison. If it weren't for Capt. Li They are running around, and I’m afraid it will be difficult to escape this time.”

"Released?" Yang Lin was noncommittal.

He raised his eyes and glanced at his female apprentice.

Classmate Yang Xiaoman is completely different now than when we first met him.

At this time, he was wearing a fiery red silk outfit, which was very dazzling.

Although his figure is still hot, it is already very different from the hunky-backed appearance before.

Those who should be big are big, and those who are small are small. They are tall and fit.

At a glance, there is a burning heat and unspeakable sharpness approaching.

This is due to the White Tiger Technique taught by Yang Lin.

Not only can it improve strength, but it can also forge excess energy and blood into the meridians and turn it into Gengjin sharp energy.

Therefore, classmate Xiaoman is now a great beauty.

As the saying goes, women have undergone eighteen changes.

Although he was not an ugly duckling before, he is definitely a white swan now.

The male and female disciples around looked at Hu Ya, and there were emotions such as love, admiration, envy, etc. that were either explicit or implicit.

Her popularity has quietly approached that of her master.

Therefore, the saying that the three views follow the five senses is correct no matter which world it is placed in.

"He's been released, I heard. I heard he was sent to Suzhou. With Capt. Li and Madame White to move around, I'm sure he won't suffer much on the road.

When the Guanyin case gradually fades away, there should be no serious problems. "

As Huya spoke, she secretly looked at Yang Lin's face.

No matter whether this girl was a hunky-backed girl in the past, or she is slim and slim now, although her appearance has changed, her heart has not changed at all, she just feels nostalgic.

Xu Xian studied at Green Willow Villa, which is also the Zhenyuan Martial Arts School, for more than a year. He also called him senior sister after senior sister for more than a year, and he felt somewhat like classmates.

Although he did something unreasonable later and left Green Willow Villa without a word and lived a prosperous life with his wife, Hu Ya did not blame him.

It's just a pity in my heart about the choice made by the other party.

However, everyone has their own ambitions and cannot be forced.

These days, some people take the relationship between master and apprentice very seriously, while some people just regard it as a transaction for paying money to learn skills.

Here in Yang Lin, the rules have always been very relaxed, and Xu Xian also took them lightly.

Regarding Hu Ya's roundabout way of pleading for Xu Xian, Yang Lin secretly sighed, thinking that the protagonist was the protagonist after all, and no matter what he did, there would be someone to help him.

His face was indifferent, and he couldn't tell what he liked or disliked, "You don't need to pay attention to Xu Xian, he won't be in any danger, at most he will suffer a little.

Life has to face many ups and downs, and it cannot be a smooth journey. Everything is your own choice.

Sometimes, if you are willing, it is also sweet to endure hardship. "

Yang Lin said a few ambiguous words and forgot about the matter.

Ever since he sensed that Xu Xian's destiny was completely disconnected from his own, he knew that this was actually inevitable.

Fa Hai spent so much effort but didn't get much from Xu Xian. Being able to have a master-disciple relationship with him for a period of time and indirectly get some benefits was considered as some people's relaxation of restrictions.

If you get Long, don't look towards Shu, otherwise there will be disaster.

Yang Lin saw this matter very clearly.

The world is so big, and there are people watching it.

The reason why the fate of master and apprentice is connected is that both parties recognize and value this relationship. It has nothing to do with the so-called procedures and rituals.

In an idealistic world, everything is based on idealism.

If you don't agree with it, then naturally there will be no ties.

Therefore, whether Xu Xian lives a happy life or a miserable life, in fact, he has nothing to do with him.

He does not receive blessings from the other party, and he has no obligation to help the other party solve their problems.

The subsequent realgar wine incident, Liang Prince's Mansion incident, and the flood of Jinshan incident must have little to do with him.

The gains in this world were basically enough, and Yang Lin did not explore the deeper secrets of this world, so it was a good idea to stop here.

"No, the water is flooding the golden mountain..."

Yang Lin paused and frowned slightly.

In the story, this is just a wonderful section, but if you are in this environment and look at this incident again, you can feel the bloody cruelty.

Zhenjiang is actually very prosperous. According to Yang Lin's observations these days, the population below Jinshan Temple, including towns and villages, should be no less than 500,000.

The terrain of that place is very flat and broad, with mountains on one side and water on three sides.

Once a large wave of more than ten meters is set off and floods all the way to Jinshan Temple, it will be basically difficult for the 500,000 people underneath to escape.

If you subtract the number of people who were rescued later, hundreds of thousands of people may have drowned in just one hour.

How long did it take for Bai Suzhen to flood Jinshan Mountain?

Yang Lin couldn't remember clearly.

Anyway, in this world with gods and Buddhas, mortals are caught between the gods and gods fighting, and their lives are really like ants, and they have no control over their lives.

Hundreds of thousands of people, what a huge blood debt.

Bai Suzhen may have been punished afterwards and was suppressed in the prison tower, but what about Fahai who was the cause of the incident?

It seems to be heaven.

It’s not that it’s dead, it’s that it has achieved positive results.

Later, when the Imperial Palace collapsed, Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi happily opened a pharmacy in Hangzhou, treating diseases and saving people, and lived a happy life.

In the end, he almost became an immortal.

Basically no one mentions the hundreds of thousands of people who have passed through Zhenjiang.

Well, if you die, you may die in vain.

That's just a number.

"Hu Ya, keep an eye on Xu Xian's whereabouts and life, especially find out when his child will be born."

Having just decided not to care about Xu Xian's mess, Yang Lin thought about it and still couldn't just watch it.

On the one hand, he wanted to step in and take care of this matter.

On the other hand, it is actually due to merit.

In the world of the Republic of China, he created paper men and went around rescuing people and eradicating evil. It can be said that he accumulated a lot of merit. After eliminating the evil spirits that he had been contaminated with since he started practicing, he still had a lot of room to increase his practice speed.

It can quickly reach the final step of the fifth level.

Of course, military luck is a big reason, and merit and faith also have a lot to do with it.

Would it be possible if hundreds of thousands of people did this?

"From the fourth level to the fifth level, the threshold for Yuan Shen achievement is a big hurdle. Although a breakthrough is in sight, this hurdle may be overcome quickly, or it may be stuck for ten or twenty years.

Of course, you can directly use the martial luck value to break through, but the military luck value consumed to directly break through the major barrier must be astronomical.

Yang Lin couldn't afford it.

He discovered that the martial luck value required to improve the level of cultivation actually increased in an incremental manner.

When he broke through to the fourth level, he spent 40,000 martial luck points.

Logically speaking, it would cost 80,000 to break through to the middle stage, 160,000 to break through to the late stage, and it would be impossible to break through to the fifth level without 300,000 in telepathy.

The faith and merit points that I slowly invested were to speed up my practice and improve my enlightenment. As long as I understood the techniques and understood the realm, I could save this expense.

So, to do a great meritorious deed, even if the starting point is not to pity all living beings, even if he is not extremely intolerable, it is actually something he should do.

“In the original story, it’s not that there are no masters in the world, maybe no one expected that the fight between Bai Suzhen and Fahai would cause such a big stir.

Or perhaps the higher-ups are using this to achieve some goals...

Anyway, no one intervened in that fight.

Now, let me step in and see how it ends? "

If you have a certain thought in your mind, there will be a reaction somewhere.

The vast ocean-like energy and blood in Yang Lin's body suddenly boiled, forming an illusory and ethereal flower of blood vaguely above his head.

"Okay, if you keep thinking about it, there will be echoes. There are three thousand avenues, and practicing this path to become an immortal against the odds is actually not a dead end.

Any road may lead to the end, it depends on determination and vision. "