Chapter 166 Invite the ancestors to die
The earthworm shakes the big tree, it is respectable but not self-respecting.
Xu Zongjia savored it carefully. If a person is ignorant, he is like a small earthworm shaking a big tree. It is ridiculous and he does not know how to measure it. If a person is fearless, he is like a small earthworm shaking a big tree. He is respectable but does not know how to measure it!
Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang also looked at the venerable Xuanyuan Jingcheng with admiration, knowing that this was a true warrior, fearless of life and death, and not afraid of hardship, just to sweep away the filth on the snowy plains of Huishan Mountain!
Xuanyuan Qingfeng also seemed to have reacquainted herself with the father who had loved her since she was a child. She seemed to have never really known her father, and had never wanted to get to know him. She just treated him coldly because of the gossip of the people in the mountains.
Since then, we have been alienated from him, and we no longer have the closeness we had when we were children.
Some pictures and scenes in Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mind that he thought he had long forgotten are still vivid in his mind for no reason.
The man who laughed at himself for not studying for a day and having three tasteless meals once personally taught her how to read. He said that opening a book would be beneficial, but he did not ask for a detailed explanation. He taught her step by step how to write and compose articles. He said that at the beginning of opening a book, the best thing to do is to use strange sentences to win the prize.
People's eyes can make them surprised, and it doesn't matter if they start at the beginning or end at the end. He once let his young self ride on his neck and said with a smile that dogs don't think good barking is good, and people don't think good words are good. If you want to be a good person, you might as well first
Learn from dogs. There are many things to say and many things to do. At that time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was still young and could not understand or understand anything. When he reached the age where he could understand, he only had prejudice and contempt for him because he was too arrogant. In recent years, he has only had prejudice and contempt for his poems and poems.
Articles can only be ridiculed with disdain, "If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect dares to speak", "The river is easy to rise and fall, it is easy to move left and right, and it is easy to change the heart of a small person", "Eat tea and eat, you will suffer losses and hardships"
"Being able to eat is a blessing, eating more is beneficial"...
Xuanyuan Guoqi stared at his sickly eldest son in front of him in stunned silence. He was frightened and puzzled as to why he had grown up to the point where his father Xuanyuan Dapan was so cruel.
Huishan, which has always enjoyed the peace and prosperity of land, cannot escape the fate of two tigers fighting each other.
The snowy plains of Zhaoyao Mountain are approaching, and the storm is coming.
The three brothers of Xuanyuan Jingcheng, now Xuanyuan Jingxuan is dead, Xuanyuan Zongzong is now in the hands of Xu Fengnian, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng is also about to die now.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes were soft and calm. He put one hand behind his back and stretched his other hand forward. He said in a serious and respectful voice: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng respectfully invites our ancestors to die!"
As soon as I finished speaking, there was heavy wind and rain on the snowy plain, and there was lightning and thunder.
Everyone stared blankly at that thin figure in the wind and rain, standing upright with hands behind his back, proud and unyielding.
The heavy rain poured down on the heads of the group of people.
Huishan seems to have run out of energy.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was crumbling, and the big raindrops wet the purple shirt and slapped her cold and beautiful cheeks, making her look pitiful.
Xu Fengnian was a compassionate person after all. Seeing that she pitifully held the paper umbrella in her hand on Xuanyuan Qingfeng's head, Xuanyuan Qingfeng never looked at Xu Fengnian. At this time, all her attention was focused on the man in the scene.
She was no longer able to care about other changes in the outside world.
Xuanyuan Dapan has a majestic figure, and his energy surges out like a tidal wave, like holding a big umbrella, and the raindrops are always repelled and fall three feet away.
Looking back at Xuanyuan Jingcheng, he stood in the field like a drowned rat, covering his mouth and coughing.
The wind roared on the top of the mountain, and Xuanyuan's ancestor laughed wildly, his words turned into swords and pierced Xuanyuan Jingcheng, sarcastically.
"You, the Confucian scholars, abide by the words of Saint Zhang from the north: cultivate your moral integrity, harmonize your family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. But I ask you, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, what kind of body have you cultivated, and what kind of family have you cultivated? After living a lifetime, you can't even protect your daughter-in-law, and others will be reincarnated. Reincarnate to seek freedom, haha, you might as well not be reincarnated!"
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Xuanyuan Jingcheng is only over half his life now, but Xuanyuan Dapan said that he has lived a lifetime, which shows that he has made up his mind and will never let this scholarly and craftsman continue to live. There is a person in Huishan Land gods are enough, so what does it mean to enjoy the happiness of land alone? Of course, even if there are no killers in Xuanyuan Great Rock, Xuanyuan Jingcheng trades his life for cultivation, and the sea of qi goes retrograde, he still cannot live long.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng had already seen through life and death, and completely ignored Xuanyuan Dapan's heart-wrenching words. His tone was extremely calm and he spoke slowly.
"You can forgive the evil done by God, but you can't live for the evil done by yourself. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is just doing justice for heaven today, and wants to clean up the filth on Huishan Mountain in one fell swoop. As for other things, Jingcheng is incompetent, and this will be the case in this life. Although there is regret, but it is not Regret. In this half-cup of tea time, Jingcheng used the Celestial Realm to fight with our ancestors for two hundred and sixteen times. Did our ancestors ever have the slightest chance of winning? Why use words to be bold?"
Xuanyuan Dapan, who has been in charge of the Xuanyuan family for a period of time, also had a calm expression on his face. He did not feel any anxiety due to Xuanyuan Jingcheng's indifference and replied calmly.
"You exchanged your life for this level of cultivation, and you tried your best, but did you ever hurt me in the slightest?"
Although Xuanyuan Dapan was hit by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, his body was as indestructible as a diamond and was not damaged.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng was also silent, pondering for a long time before finally speaking.
"My ancestors have practiced martial arts for nearly a hundred years. It is true that they have advanced skills and a solid foundation. The Xuanyuan family has the prestige it is today, and it is natural that it is due to our ancestors. For example, Jingcheng can easily defeat our ancestors after just twenty years of study. I am afraid that the ancestors are The ancestors would also be unwilling to accept it!"
Xuanyuan Dapan finally showed his ferocious face and said sternly: "I want to see what other tricks you can do!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said calmly: "Jingcheng has read a lot of books in the past twenty years, so that he can gain a lot of knowledge today, and he will not let the ancestors down. Since everyone is here, Jingcheng will take the first step. If the ancestors You have to hide it and press your realm on the mid-celestial phenomenon, and be careful that there will be no chance of a big celestial phenomenon!"
Xuanyuan Dapan sneered: "Oh? You made such a big fuss, and even the woman with broken shoes didn't come to watch the battle, so you couldn't wait to go to Huangquan Road? Could it be that you can't hold on until that time? Your method is mysterious. , but there are far more heresies than me..."
Before Patriarch Xuanyuan finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was too lazy to listen anymore. Instead, he turned his head and looked at his daughter from a distance. The scholar had an open-minded smile on his face.
To cultivate one's self is to correct one's mind.
No Daoist scholar has the courage to make the world sink into the sea.
Those who succeed must not only have extraordinary talents, but also must have perseverance.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was running around in his mind, and those poems and articles appeared one by one.
"I have become a land fairy."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng closed his eyes and saw that he was bleeding from all his orifices, but his expression was calm. He spread his hands out as if he wanted to encompass the entire world.
With him as the center of the circle, layers of water on the snowy plain exploded outward.
At that moment, nine thunder and lightning fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!