The Jingwu Hall in the City Lord's Mansion has always been an extremely noble place in the City Lord's Mansion. The guards who patrol and stand here feel infinite glory. It is not because of a building that they have such thoughts, but because they live in it.
The people here.
Like the outside forces, the City Lord's Mansion is constantly attracting some strong masters to consolidate its strength. This Jingwu Hall is where those strong people live in the City Lord's Mansion. Anyone who can live here is a strong swordsman or above.
Among them, several captains from the City Lord's Mansion also live here.
Zhao Feiyun is the first captain of the City Lord's Mansion. He is just twenty-seven years old this year. He has always been proud of being able to reach the seventh-level swordsman at this age. His cheeks are cold. He has long been accustomed to this mask. Only such an opponent can
I can't see through my own depth.
After Zhao Feiyun performed a set of boxing techniques in his courtyard, he stood upright, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.
This is a compulsory course that he has to do every morning. He does not feel complacent because of his talent. Instead, he can feel a sense of crisis. He is afraid that his peers around him will surpass his own existence, although currently, his peers and
The gap between him is really too far.
In a daze, he thought of Yun Hao, this wonderful young man with a rather immature face, who was actually able to handle several swordsmen with ease, and even kill them completely.
Zhao Feiyun was just slightly distracted when a summons came from outside.
"Uncle Zhao, are you there? The city lord is here and asked you to come outside to receive us." This was the voice of the young man. In order to make these sword masters feel more comfortable, Ge Yun specially gave each strong sword master some.
servant.
Zhao Feiyun frowned slightly. He didn't know what the city lord was here for in this strange morning, but he did not hesitate and shouted: "I understand, tell the city lord that I will come right away!"
The servant made a promise and went down to deliver the message.
Zhao Feiyun quickly walked into the room, put on his coat, and immediately walked towards the gate of Jingwu Hall.
The gate of Jingwu Hall is quite grand and spectacular. Although it is built inside the City Lord's Mansion, it seems to be more domineering than the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
Yunhao looked at this majestic gate tower and let out an exclamation of wonder.
"Uncle Yun, many powerful people would rather starve to death to save face, so even if I can give them worse treatment, I can't let the place they live in be shabby." As if feeling what Yun Hao was thinking, Ge
Yun explained with a smile on the side.
"Well, a lot of people want to save face and suffer the consequences." Yunhao said with a smile.
"Uncle Yun, why don't we come here at noon? Why do we have to come here in the morning?" Ge Yun asked a little depressed. Although the city lord had many things to do, he never got up to work so early.
Yunhao squinted his eyes and glanced at Dongfang Yubai. At this time, it should be six o'clock in the morning! Yunhao thought to himself, and then explained to Ge Yun: "When a person wakes up in the morning, his body's functions have not yet fully recovered.
Come here, their thoughts are confused and their reactions are slow at this time, and we have an opportunity. If it comes at noon or afternoon, the result may be completely different."
The city lord pondered for a moment and then continued: "But we are also human beings. Aren't we now in the situation you mentioned, Uncle Master?"
Yunhao smiled and said: "We are different."
"It's different?" The city lord was puzzled.
"We got up earlier than him and were much more awake than him." Yunhao explained patiently.
The city lord on the side wiped his hands with sweat, the truth! He didn't realize that this weird uncle's ideas were always so weird.
While the two were talking, Zhao Feiyun had already strode over. After seeing the city lord, he bowed respectfully and said, "The city lord got up very early today. Why did you call me?" After saying that, he looked strange. He glanced at Yun Hao. Wasn't this guy imprisoned on death row? How could he be here?
Ge Yun raised his hand slightly, meaning there was no need to be polite, and then said: "Feiyun, we are not very familiar with Jingwu Hall, and we cannot let outsiders do this, so we asked someone to call you over. How about it, I didn’t disturb your clear dream!”
Zhao Feiyun waved his hand and said: "No, no, if you don't come and call me, I will be doing morning exercises at the moment. I wonder who you want to see, sir?"
"I want to meet Elder Shen Fan." Ge Yun said directly.
"Elder Shen has suffered from a cold recently and is afraid that he won't be able to see people." Zhao Feiyun hesitated.
"It doesn't matter, we have our own way." Yunhao said from the side.
Zhao Feiyun glanced at Yunhao, then looked at Ge Yun again, asking for his opinion.
"Just take us to his residence." Ge Yun said firmly.
Seeing the city lord's insistence, Zhao Feiyun said no more. He was still thinking about what happened to Elder Shen. Could it be that he had a cold and the city lord wanted to visit him? But there was no need to come early in the morning.
Walking in the Jingwu Hall, the servants lowered their heads and stepped aside when they saw it. Feeling this environment, Yunhao sighed softly. In such an environment for a long time, people's vanity will continue to expand. In the end, it is inevitable that you will lose yourself.
Long-term excessive respect may not be a good thing. At some point, it will make you sink and lose yourself.
This is like a wild wolf. If it is raised by someone, within a few years it will be no different from an ordinary domestic dog. Although such a wolf is ferocious, it does not have the chilling temperament and agility of the original. Action, if you encounter the same kind, you will definitely die.
And if this wolf lives in a world of ice and snow, lonely and lonely, with countless fatal crises surrounding it, long-term accumulation will make its sense of smell, touch, hearing and vision extremely sensitive, and their movements will be better than before. The faster it is, the more deadly its attacks will be.
They are the real wolves.
And these strong swordsmen who live in Jingwu Hall are like wolves being raised by others. Although they have a very high level of cultivation, they will not be the opponents of those who have experienced nine deaths to become strong swordsmen. .
What they have is a kind of infinite respect, but what they lack is a sense of crisis, a sense of crisis that progress lacks. Without the sense of crisis, their progress may become very slow, and finally slow. It stopped.
Faith will also disappear as time goes by.
The large courtyard of Jingwu Hall was completely empty. At this time, most people had not had time to get up. Occasionally, you could still hear a few crisp bird songs between the sky and the earth, and the rest was the rustling footsteps of a few people.
Zhao Feiyun led the two of them to a large house near the middle of Jingwu Hall. Along the way, few of them said anything, perhaps because they did not want to destroy the quiet atmosphere.
While Yunhao was thinking about countermeasures, several people had already arrived at Elder Shen's residence.
The door to the residence was still closed. Zhao Feiyun stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times. After a while, the door opened and he stuck his head out and asked, "Who are you?"
Immediately, these people stopped talking. Although they did not know Zhao Feiyun, they must know the city lord.
Ge Yun stood there and smiled at him and said, "Is Elder Shen up yet?"
The servant quickly opened all the doors, nodded and bowed to the city lord and said: "To the city lord, my master is still resting at the moment. You might as well go into the courtyard to rest for a while. When the master gets up, I will tell you. Bit."
Yun Hao's brows furrowed slightly. In such a grand ostentation, he really thought he was Zhuge Liang. The city lord came in person and asked a few of him to wait...
Yunhao glanced at the others inadvertently, only to find that their expressions were calm, as if that was how things should be.
"It turns out I'm used to it."
"Yes." Ge Yun nodded and followed the servants towards the yard. Yunhao and Zhao Feiyun followed Ge Yun and walked in.
"Is Elder Shen's cold better?" Ge Yun was still asking people along the way.
"Thanks to the city lord, although my master has not been feeling well these past two days, he is much better than the day before yesterday."
The city lord nodded and said no more.
Yun Hao took a deep look at the servant. There was a slight anxiety in the servant's eyes. This anxiety could not escape Yun Hao's slightly golden pupils.