Luan Juzi turned around and looked at the lonely Baiyujing tall building, turned his head again, sighed heavily, and told the secret of heaven: "Six flying swords have been taken away by the guy on the way to ascend. Although they were not taken to the sky, they should have been thrown into some unknown place by him. For the time being, they will definitely not be able to find it. Even if they can be found, it is still hard to say whether they can be used for us."

Song Jixin was just a teenager after all. After a nightmare, he suddenly turned from an illegitimate son of Niping Lane to the prince of the top dynasties in Dongbao Pingzhou. He arrived in the capital in a daze and brought it here for nodding. After suffering all his might, he got nodded by the twelve flying swords. He finally felt that he could be proud and could speak straight in front of that bastard man. Unexpectedly, he would be just a waste of money in the end?

So after hearing the bad news, the boy's tears suddenly flowed down, biting his lips tightly, and there was still some unclean blood on his face.

Luan Juzi didn't know how to persuade and appease the young man.

In fact, this old man with a rough background is also a little bit like a different life and can't believe it.

The Mohist family, together with the Rangers, have always adhered to the ancestral teachings of the first saint, and among them, they support the weak and weak countries and are not bullied by the strong.

But when he arrived at Luan Nagano, he read the official and unofficial history of various dynasties, and through countless mountains, rivers and countries, and had seen and heard with his own eyes, and finally came to a conclusion that blindly supporting the weak and tiny patches will be useless. In the past century, heroes competed for the strong dynasty, which supported the weak country to fight against the overlord, would eventually die far more than the casualties of the strong dynasty unified the country.

So Luan Nagano needs to find a suitable dynasty and a suitable monarch to display his ambitions.

Finally, he found Emperor Song Zhengchun of Dali, and was not disappointed. Even though the encirclement and suppression of Aliang caused Dali's strong national power to be at its peak, he suffered heavy damage. However, Luan Nagano never felt that this matter was wrong in itself. The mistake was that human calculations were not as good as "Heaven calculations". Competing with some behind-the-scenes bigwigs, even Luan Nagano had to consider himself inferior, but he wanted to bet, bet on a single bet, and win an unstoppable world trend!

Emperor Dali smiled and said, "You two, can you see if there are any mistakes in Bai Yujing? If that guy still has a backup plan, I will really hit you and die. I just happened to let Song Mu and I stay alone for a while, but I agreed in advance that you must ensure that you don't eavesdrop. We father and son will say some of our own words next, so you can understand."

The two old men quickly stood up, one smiled and said no, and the other said she didn't dare.

Emperor Dali looked up at the stubborn boy, patted the steps beside him, then quietly crushed the jade pendant hanging around his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down and say, now I am your father Song Zhengchun, you are my son Song Mu... It would be better to call you Song Jixin. The torch is passed down from generation to generation, and it is a good sign. Whether Song Yuzhang's name is vulgar or not, it still takes a lot of thought."

The young man sat honestly beside the man.

Emperor Dali sighed first, "I have to say that the luck of Gao's family in the Sui Dynasty is really good. Besides, your boy's crow's mouth is really too smelly."

When the two were alone, the boy was a little nervous.

Even if he was not afraid of this man on the surface, Song Jixin could really feel the man's control over the Dali Dynasty from the attitudes of his uncle Song Changjing, maid Zhigui, and the two old men. The kind of generous and casual look that was just like the one who seemed to be full of almost conceited confidence in his bones, which was a bit like the attitude of the swordsman named Aliang toward this Dongbao Bow Continent and the whole world.

The man smiled and said, "Since the remaining six flying swords that left the building and the city have not returned, they are all gone. If they are gone, they will be gone, and the sky will not fall."

Song Jixin burst into an unknown fire, "If it is gone, it is gone?! How can you say it so lightly! Luan Juzi and Mr. Lu both explained to me that these twelve flying swords mean that Dali has self-evident trends in the entire Baoping Continent..."

But the boy soon dared not continue talking.

Moreover, Song Jixin quickly came to his senses. The creator of Bai Yujing and Feijian was not himself, but the man who "accepted his fate" around him.

The man looked at the roof of a hall in the distance, and there were squatting beasts lined up in sequence. He whispered: "For a monarch, don't be afraid of huge troubles. After the trouble occurs, as long as it can be solved, it means that you and the dynasty have become stronger. If it cannot be solved, it means that your ability to govern the country is not enough."

"Now, Dali and I were not able to cross over such a big threshold that was caught off guard. It's a pity. But I don't regret it. This sentence is true, I won't lie to you."

Song Jixin couldn't even understand even when he was beaten to death, so he asked, "Why?"

The man in the Gunfu looked sharp and there was no trace of previous helplessness and discouragement. He pointed his hand at the roof of the hall, "Because this increasingly proves that the Dali national policy I have established is right!"

"People on the mountain practice Qi and Taoism, whether good or evil, need to be locked in a cage! They are immortals and seek immortality. Dali will never interfere. They are even happy to help and see that they are successful. But a dynasty must have its bottom line. At least, those superiors must act within certain rules and cannot do whatever they want. They cannot move mountains and rivers in secular dynasties just based on their personal preferences. They will easily fight against immortals. The most serious casualties are actually those unarmed dynasties. The reason why all secular people in my territory, in my jurisdiction, are willing to respect gods is not just out of fear. Even if a civilian living at the bottom dies innocently because of a fight between gods, at that time, I Dali must have the confidence and ability to seek justice for the people who are like ants in the eyes of gods!"

Song Jixin was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and could not say a word.

The man stretched out his two fingers and almost stuck them together, and smiled and said, "The justice that I can get back from now is very small, just that big. But compared with other dynasties in Dongbao Pingzhou, those dynasties that serve as slaves and maids for the gods on the mountain are already a world of difference."

The man shook his wrist casually, finally clenched his fists and raised it high towards the roof, as if he was demonstrating with someone. "I sincerely hope that Dali in the future can seek justice that can be so big or even bigger!"

Song Jixin is already a little numb.

It was just the first time that the boy felt that the men around him had become flesh and blood, and were no longer rigid as the dragon robe.

The man in the rooster turned his head and asked, "Does he know that Aliang, what makes me angry the most?"

Song Jixin plucked up his courage and said, "Is that person who told you to kowtow and admit your mistake?"

The man laughed and shook his head and said, "As the master of Dali River, I can die while standing and never live on my knees. If this is impossible, Dali still wants to go south and swallow this Baojuanzhou? If people deceive themselves, the sky will deceive them, and if people are self-reliant, the sky will give them. You'd better remember this sentence. Then the gods kept saying that our Baojuanzhou is the smallest continent in the world, but do you really know how big the land of a continent is? If you go and read any history book in the world, who will become the complete co-owner of a continent?"

Song Jixin looked firm and nodded, "If you are self-reliant, you will be given to him by heaven, and I will remember it."

The man said sadly: "If I really make me angry, he said that no one can beat Dali. None of them can beat him. I sneaked and walked step by step to the tenth level of Qi training. In this Dongbao Bow Continent, it is already considered very amazing. Your uncle Song Changjing is an exaggerated martial artist in the Tenth level. So what's the result? In other people's eyes, he still belongs to the kind of "can't fight". However, good and bad are dependent on each other, which is exactly the reason why I can survive..."

"If I had the twelve realms today and made that guy feel that he had the power of a battle, he would probably have killed him with one knife."

Men laughed out loud for no reason, but they gave people the feeling of a hero being old.

Which pot doesn’t open the pot of Song Jixin? “One knife?”

The man nodded and said, "It's certain that it's just a sword. That guy is a sword cultivator and sword cultivator at the peak of the Thirteenth level. That's why he is so unreasonable."

Song Jixin's face was full of entanglement. He opened his mouth several times and swallowed it back. It seemed that there was a problem of twitching his heart, but it was not convenient to vomit.

The man leaned back, supported his elbows and looked at the sky leisurely, "Do you want to ask why you didn't kill us and then ascend to the death to the other place where the dead people don't know?"

Song Jixin wiped his cheek hard with the back of his hand and said no.

The man said frankly: "Before telling you the answer, let me tell you about the unfortunate news. The rumor that the great figures after breaking the Thirteen Realms can come back and return to our world. Although the times are very rare, there are precedents after all. For some purpose, all the schools of thought and wealthy families of thousands of years have deliberately chosen to keep them secret."

Song Jixin was quick-thinking and looked horrified.

The man sighed and said, "So the road we chose is still a long way, and the road is long. Don't be discouraged."

The man finally pointed his hand at a place in the palace city and smiled, "There is a young man trained by his mother. He was unwilling to go to Shanya Academy to study in his early years. I was too lazy to care about it. This little guy has a very interesting personality. If there is a dog on the roadside to bite, no matter whether he is injured in the end, the boy will definitely kill the dog and eat it. Maybe he has to find the dog's aunts and aunts together and kill them all to make it happy. Then what about you? Song Jixin?"

Song Jixin said without hesitation: "So is the case!"

The man nodded, "I used to be like this when I was a child. After sitting on the dragon throne, my temper changed a little. Because one day, I suddenly felt a little bored."

The man turned his head and smiled, "But when he was a teenager, it was a good thing to have such a temper and personality. He was enterprising and showed his sharpness. People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. People bully me for a while, I bully others for a lifetime. This is how a real man should be!"

Song Jixin whispered: "I thought you would feel very disappointed."

The man patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be disappointed. If you were young and had not learned any real skills, you had already learned to observe my words and expressions, and took out the things that the ministers in the temple had to understand the emperor's hearts, and even called it the art of slaying dragons. I would be really disappointed."

Song Jixin leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees and his chin on the back of his hands, "But I know someone, and I may make a different choice."

The man sat upright and reached out and pressed his hand on the boy's head. "Believe in my eyes, that guy can hold grudges more than anyone else. He just suffered too much since he was a child. He knew how to endure at a young age. Such a person became an enemy and was the real big trouble. That's why I chose to turn a blind eye to Lu Boting's interception."

"But don't worry, he never treats you as an enemy. Especially after you did those two seemingly boring trivial things based on your heart, he won't know much more."

Song Jixin's face turned red.

The man in the gufu said again: "But one day you become the emperor of Dali, it's hard to say."

"With that talent ascends, we will definitely not return to the world for the time being. We will kill the weeds and remove this 'in case' early."

After Song Jixin had this idea, he felt a little upset as soon as he said it. He denied himself and murmured: "No, if that person comes back in the future, Dali will really be destroyed."

The man was happy and said with relief: "Do you think this problem is unsolvable? It doesn't matter, it's because your Song Jixin's position is not high enough."

Song Jixin was a little discouraged and had to silently comfort himself in his heart, and that people would be self-reliant and God would give him it.

The man smiled and said, "In this life, one or two enemies and friends are needed to be interesting. I have it since I was a child, and so are you."

After a moment of silence, Song Jixin said in confusion: "You haven't told the answer yet."

"I want to go slowly. I am not as good-tempered as I was beaten half to death and like to expose my own scars. By the way, becoming the master of Bai Yujing is only beneficial and not harmful. I lied to your mother for this matter. I believe that after you lose the control of the flying sword, you know that I did not lie to you. As for the meaning of this, you should think carefully and think more about everything. It is always good."

The man who leaked the secret of the world just raised his butt and was about to get up and leave. Suddenly he sat back, picked up the boy's palm, and smiled and said, "I'll show you the palmistry. I know some fur. I didn't have the chance to use it before. I'll try my hand with you today."

The boy handed over it in a daze.

While observing the young man's palm lines, the man said casually: "In ten or fifteen years, you can still get close to your uncle Song Changjing, but never be dependent on him. As for attracting something, let this martial arts genius convinced you, a junior, so forget it. My younger brother is too lazy to hide his ambitions. Even my brother, who has been overwhelming since childhood, never dares to act in the stance of taming a beast."

"No matter who you are resentful, you can think of revenge in your heart before you really grow up, but never take action easily."

"But don't be tempted to your uncle just because of my words. He is indeed a true hero, otherwise he will not be able to say the truth about 'I am the only hero in my world'. So as long as you have something stronger than him in the future, he might recognize you."

After a moment, Emperor Dali stood up and left with a smile.

The boy clenched his fists and continued to lie on his knees.

The man said some polite words that he didn't understand, but during this period, the man calmly wrote four words in his palm.

Longevity.Three.

careful.

Song Jixin suddenly raised his head and shouted to the back that strode away: "Dad!"

The man turned around and looked at the boy with a smile, his expression not like an emperor at all, and he just looked at the boy.

And this man's true ambition is to talk about the rules of the mountain with the gods and immortals in the world. His lifelong efforts seem to have been put into full swing, silently.

Song Jixin stood up, his eyes were moist, and his lips were bitten and bleeding. The boy was about to speak.

The man had turned around, his voice was warm and he said a few irreconcilable words: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. You must eat three meals on time in the future."

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Chapter completed!