There were bonfires filling the sky on the coast, and the strings that had been tight for more than three months were slightly loosened. Ran Nian saw that many soldiers fell asleep after drinking and were so tired that they fell asleep. After sighing, he warned, "Are you sure that Marquis Ming Zhao is not there?"
Will they come to steal the island? Will letting them relax now cause trouble?"
"Ming Zhaohou will not move for the time being, but there are outsiders involved in this matter. We have to observe and observe the details first." Zhan Changfeng stood in the shadow of the tent with his hands behind his back and did not participate in this relaxation.
"It's just tonight, there are a lot of things to do tomorrow."
Rannian inexplicably heard the taste of the last meal. The man in front of him was tall and tall, wearing a long-sleeved robe. He looked like an outsider with a bright moon, and looked like a high-ranking person as deep as an abyss. He could no longer be found in Heshui City.
What I encountered was a simple, quiet and elegant look.
Or maybe, what I saw before was an illusion, and what she sees now is the real her.
Rannian's thoughts turned around and asked, "What outsider?"
"Of course it's the Ming Dynasty King who is related to the Gongsun family."
She was speechless. There had long been rumors that the Gongsun family had a relative in Fengyun Realm. Was it true?
"Can it be blocked?"
"Be prepared for the worst. Tomorrow I will ask the political hall to evacuate ordinary people on the island. You continue to defend the island."
Zhan Changfeng called Shuo Yu and asked him to be responsible for guarding the island. He also ordered the staff of the Political Affairs Hall, and then prepared to take Gongsun Zhenglong to Hengdu overnight. At this time, someone came to see him. It was Yan who was the original leader of Yanjia Island.
Ce, there is an ordinary old man with white hair next to him.
After Haixing was captured by Mingzhaohou, Yan Ce led his people to avoid Yingzhou. Although he did not expect that Mingzhaohou would not even spare Yingzhou, at least there were people in Yingzhou who protected him and defended it. This time Zhan Changfeng returned, even more so.
Inspiring.
Perhaps because he became the head of the family and experienced many changes, Yan Ce, who was conceited and never looked back, has become calmer and gentler, and the arrogance in his bones has also transformed into tenacity.
He saluted and said, "I was lucky enough to receive the island owner's life-saving grace back then, but I had no way of repaying it. Now that I have been taken in, I am extremely grateful."
Yan Ce quietly took a sip, glanced at Old Man Bai from the corner of his eye, made up his mind, and continued, "My Yan family wants to serve the island master and is willing to present the Yan family's family history."
The old man Bai took out the bamboo slip from his sleeve and said, "The old man has a bright face. He is the 12th generation successor of the Qingwu Sutra of Mahayana Kung Fu. He was originally a branch of Kanyu. However, the world is difficult and the Taoism has withered. To this day, it is only me and myself."
My son Yan Zhong, my grandson Yan Ce, and my great-granddaughter Yan Yang have learned it, but their talent is limited and they cannot find its essence. Now they are willing to dedicate it to the island owner and wait for someone who is destined to reproduce its glory."
With Kanyu, you can get a glimpse of the earth's energy flow, find the dragon's acupoints to gather wealth, and change the Feng Shui to prevent good or bad luck.
She suspected that Yan Ce had the ability to find pulses, otherwise he would not have discovered the earthly fire veins for no reason, but she did not expect that their family tradition was the Mahayana method.
This Yan Yilang must be the old man who used the secret technique of Feng Shui to severely injure the Marquis of Jin Yi, and he himself suffered the backlash and became a mortal.
Zhan Changfeng did not go to get the bamboo slips, "If you have this skill, you can dedicate it to the elders' meeting, to the princes, or find opportunities to go out into the world. You may not be able to shine on your family, so how can you join me, a person with little influence?"
Her voice was calm, but it made people unable to think of gossiping.
After repeated misfortunes on the Yan Island, there are not many people left in the Yan family. Yan Ce also knows deeply how difficult it is to make great achievements and preserve his family legacy in this world. Today, he offered the Qingwu Sutra in exchange for
Zhan Changfeng's protection was carefully considered.
Among their current four practitioners, one is old and the other is frail and sick. Only he and Yan Yang are young. Unfortunately, they are young and weak.
"People in this world mostly look up to people with high virtues and strong strength. If you meet one by chance, you will be lucky. However, this generation is not common. Some may be virtuous but weak, or strong but weak. All these kinds of things are difficult to achieve elegance. I, the Yan family, also worked in Dafa.
The world showed signs of success, and it was once famous, but it was often used as a sharp sword by the princes to dig out the dry spirit veins. It could not be disturbed, so it avoided the small world. Now, the Kanyu lineage has been so weak that there are only three or four people left, and their cultivation is only low.
Establishing the foundation, this vein will probably be destroyed in our hands."
Yan Ce lowered his eyes and said, "I don't believe in other forces, but I have fought with the island owner before. I respect the island owner for his strong character, Yuan Ting Yue Li, a gentleman who is magnanimous, and not a person with weak morals. Now I see that the island owner has great strength and a bright future."
Yuanda, I am willing to let go of the Qingwu Sutra and ask the island owner to choose a good owner for it. Everyone in the Yan family has no regrets. I just want to live the rest of my life in peace."
Zhan Changfeng simply asked, "Are you really willing to give up the Qingwu Jing and spend the rest of your life in peace?"
The blow hit his heart, and Yan Ce was at a loss.
Do you want to give up? Of course you won’t be willing to give up.
The four of them in the Yan family have memorized the Qingwu Sutra in their minds. What they gave away is to give others the opportunity to practice. What they want is a safety guarantee. That's all.
But that unwillingness has always been stored in his chest.
Marquis Jinyi and Marquis Mingzhao, the mere presence of otherworldly forces has become the catastrophe for his Yan family. He really sees no hope for the future. If he can survive this disaster, will he continue to live in seclusion like his ancestors?
Then, he lived in seclusion until no one could pass on the Qingwu Sutra.
The ship group that trapped Yingzhou Island in March, and the extraordinary master who was eyeing him, was destroyed by Zhan Changfeng in less than half a day. The powerful strength was something he had never seen before. What he had never thought about prompted him to raise his secret
It is my expectation that if there is a Qingming era, if there is a wise master who is good at being a teacher, will the Qingwu Sutra regain the glory of the Mahayana practice?
Yan Ce calmed down his thoughts, neither humble nor arrogant, with a hint of deep meaning, "I am not willing to accept it, and the descendants of Qingwu Sutra are not willing to accept it, but until we encounter the opportunity to let Master Kanyu live freely, we would rather stay at a low level of cultivation for the rest of our lives.
Live your life.”
"There will be a chance." Zhan Changfeng pushed the Qingwu Sutra back, "Keep your family's inheritance well. Kanyu is a miraculous skill. If you use it well, you will benefit living beings. If you use it poorly, it will destroy the foundation of the earth. This is in the heart of the people.
If your hearts are not biased during this period, you will surely have the opportunity to exert its power in the future."
"The Day Clan welcomes you."
Mr. Yan looked at the Qingwu Sutra in his hand. He couldn't believe that someone would reject a Mahayana inheritance. His hands trembled slightly. Ce'er's choice might be right.
Yan Ce was also moved and opened his mouth. He couldn't think of what to say, so he had to make a hasty bow to express his gratitude.
Such a person should be able to serve as a good teacher.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Zhan Changfeng say, "Hui Kanyu, you should have some understanding of building layout and engineering construction. If you are interested, you can try out for the positions in the Ministry of Works. After you have considered it, go to the Ministry of Works yourself."
Apply for entry assessment."
Zhan Changfeng felt that they were born for the Ministry of Industry. With such talents, it would be a pity not to engage in construction.
Yan Ce and Mrs. Yan looked at each other and nodded in unison, "Feng shui layout is what we are good at."
As long as they are not asked to extract spiritual veins and destroy Feng Shui, they are happy to go to the Ministry of Industry.
After the grandfather and grandson said goodbye, Zhan Changfeng arranged things on the island and took Gongsun Zhenglong to Hengdu. It was time to talk about some things.