The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 157
so many!
Can't finish it, can't finish it at all!
The light red wooden table was already filled with two piles of written instructions, but there were three piles waiting for Li Hao beside it.

Mr. Ren Feizheng, the ancestor of the hand chicken, the regent of the Great Xiao, and the evil and treacherous minister of the emperor, has not closed his eyes for several days.

Li Hao, who has no burden of being an idol, changed to a more comfortable posture, half lying on the chair, sluggishly correcting the memorial, when he suddenly heard a shout from outside:
"Sir, sir, I found it! I brought back the Taoist artifact of Empress Dowager Li Qiushui of the Western Xia Dynasty!"

ah!It's Dugu.

Li Hao hastily put down his feet that were protruding from the table, sat up straight, closed the open skirt of his clothes, and tidied them up again, before showing the solemn expression of being a teacher, he said in a deep voice:
"come in!"

Dressed in a black robe, Dugu pushed the door open with a murderous air. Originally, he was born with thin skin and tender flesh, but now he is a bit darker, but he still has delicate features.

Li Hao stood up, looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled happily:

"It's taller, darker, and more majestic!"

Dugu is now thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is at the age when he is growing up like crazy, but he has grown a lot in the few months of his expedition to Xixia, and he is even more magnificent.

"Sir, here is the thing."

Dugu handed out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings, and explained softly:
"This is what remains after Li Qiushui's transformation."

Li Hao didn't take the mask, but just took a picture from the air, and a drop of bright red blood condensed from the mask, and drew it into the sleeve, then nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Thanks for your hard work! You have been traveling all the way, and you want to work hard to accumulate your body, so hurry up and rest!"

"Sir." Dugu hesitated to speak, his heroic and resolute face showed a bit of childishness, and only in front of Li Hao and a few people, he would change from a ruthless and terrifying swordsman back to an ordinary boy.

He picked up a brochure and read it carefully. Seeing that Dugu bowed his head and remained silent for a long time, like a junior high school student caught in a puppy love, Li Hao simply asked directly:

"What's the matter? It's not that you've made a lady's belly bigger, and you want me to propose a marriage?"

"No, no!" Dugu's face flushed immediately, he quickly shook his head and waved his hands in denial, then bit his lower lip, heartbroken, and said softly:
"Elder Lu and the others talked to me twice, wanting me to abolish my kungfu and re-cultivate, and abolish the Dapeng origin energy on my body."

Um?Li Hao frowned, raised his head with a throwing pen, and asked angrily:
"What's wrong with them? You are fake now, let you rebuild it now?"

Dugu's expression was inexplicable, and he half-covered his answer:
"The main reason is that they feel that cultivating Genesis Qi other than the Golden Crow will not have a good influence!"

Li Hao instantly understood:
Qiao Feng, who has been single for 60 years, has no children and is young. According to his temperament, he should not have any in the future.

Then came the problem, the courtiers of Da Xiao didn't know that Qiao Feng had lived for hundreds of years, and their biggest worry was that after Qiao Feng's hundred years, who would Da Xiao's 'throne' pass to?
Of course it is Qiao Feng's only disciple, Dugu!
The five elements of Dapeng's origin qi belong to gold, which enhances sword skills, which is very good.But as a legal 'prince', especially a disciple whose legitimacy is not as strong as his son's, the more similar he is to Qiao Feng, the better.

It would be best to have the same hair as Qiao Feng.

Don't you see, a certain Korean is fat, and after taking the stage, he has to cut the same hairstyle as his father and grandfather, and imitate them everywhere?Only in this way can the legitimacy be strengthened and "the people's will" be achieved!
This group of people, should we say they are short-sighted or long-term?

After taking a long breath, Li Hao suddenly thought about it, swallowed the words of persuasion, and said with a joking smile:

"Why do you want to abolish the work? Children only make choices, and of course adults want everything!"

The sweeping monk tried his own way to find the balance of the origin qi, which was also his life's painstaking effort, why not pass it on to Dugu today?
Li Hao has used his body for several years, and he has a great understanding of the way of balance of origin qi. He immediately picked up a pen and wrote down all the subtleties on the paper, and added some of his own understanding to make up a 'Three talent balance' comes.

After teaching Dugu the Dharma, he sent him back to study hard. Li Hao wanted to continue to write the memorial, but he was taken aback for a moment.

Kunpeng has been obtained, Xixia has been broken, Duan Yu's "perfect lover" can be easily created with Li Qiushui's blood, and now he has passed on the understanding of the sweeping monk to Dugu. Everything here is almost done.

Obtaining the master's magic method, Dugu said goodbye, and when he went out and closed the door with his backhand, he caught a glimpse of Li Hao again.

Why does the gentleman sitting alone in front of the table with a dignified expression seem to have a strange sense of alienation?
It should be my illusion that I haven't seen Mr. for some time!

It's decided, starting tomorrow, come to greet Mr. every day!

Holding the paper, Dugu murmured excitedly:
"Three times a day, morning, noon and night, will it be too annoying, sir? Let's do it twice, anyway, there will be a long time in the future!"

In September, the autumn wind is rustling and leaves are falling all over the sky.

Xin'an County, as Qiao Feng's prosperous land, has not experienced the troubled times and military chaos, but has enjoyed a wave of dividends after the war and has become more and more prosperous.

Dugu, who was following Qiao Feng, looked around the familiar street scene, and asked with some doubts: "Master, why did you suddenly think of asking you to go back to Xin'an?"

"I do not know either."

Qiao Feng replied in low spirits.

He lied, and he probably guessed it.

People in the world always think that Qiao Feng is a bold and informal hero, which is true.

But a really carefree Jianghu can't survive the shadow of swords and swords in Jianghu. His heart is actually very delicate, and he has already seen some clues from Li Hao's actions these days.

Suddenly, the people who were busy on both sides of the street scattered like birds and beasts, and in an instant, only Qiao Feng and two were left on the street.

A hearty laugh came from the restaurant in the distance:

"Hahaha! Brother, how about having a drink together?"

This restaurant, this opening speech, Dugu felt very familiar, as if the experience when he first met Qiao Feng a few years ago was repeated.

It's just that this time the one who sat in the restaurant and invited him became the husband, and the one who walked in front of me was the master.

"Don't startle my hands!"

ah?Master you?
Dugu looked at Qiao Feng in surprise, but saw Qiao Feng showing a strange smile that seemed to be crying and smiling, as if he had become Li Hao who had just joined the Beggar Gang, and said loudly:
"How can one drink be enough? If there are no ten altars of fine wine, I will not be able to go up this building."

"Hahaha!" Li Hao in the building said Qiao Feng's lines:

"Don't talk about ten altars, there are also hundreds of altars!"

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Qiao Feng led Dugu Kuo into the restaurant, and the decorations in the building were the same as before.

Dugu understood, this is to reproduce the meeting of the three in this restaurant!

Therefore, Dugu, who followed Qiao Feng slowly up the stairs, raised his eyes to look upstairs just like the ignorant boy back then when he heard "We are a guest from afar, Qiao".

What he saw was not Ren Feizheng, but a handsome young man with two swords on his back, sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

His feet fluttered, he fixed his eyes on Qiao Feng's profile, but he saw that Qiao Feng was unmoved, walked up the stairs and sat down as usual, grabbed a wine jar and poured it down.

They drank together silently for a long time, and deliberately professed their magic power, but Li Hao, who wanted to get drunk, was already drunk.

After hiccupping, Li Hao wanted to drink again, but Qiao Feng held his hand and said in a serious voice, "Drinking too much will hurt your body!"

As soon as the words fell, both of them couldn't help but laugh wantonly.

Following this conversation, the two of them reproduced the conversations of that year one by one, and even reproduced the fight of the villain with wine.

Dugu stood aside with a straight face, watching the two of them drinking and singing, playing wild.

On the eleventh day of that year, there were people standing downstairs like minions, and I swore that one day I would go upstairs and sit with them.

Now fifteen, you finally saw me, but told me that minors are not allowed to drink alcohol?

The more Dugu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and took the jar of wine from the table. He also drank like Li Hao, but he was choked to death, and You blushed and continued to drink.

After a while, he put himself down.

The two half-drunk drunkards laughed at Dugu at odd words, carried him to a bench to lie down, then sat down again, and continued to drink.

The wine continued, and the two had a good time drinking, talking about the rivers and lakes to the temple, and from the rise and fall of the world to the little things when they got along.

Have another drink!
Have another drink!
It seems that as long as you keep drinking, time can stay in this moment forever, without thinking about the separation that will come.

However, no matter how much wine there is, there will always be a time.

Lie back on the chair, Li Hao shook the wine jar vigorously, and poured the last drink into the two wine glasses, only reaching the bottom of the glass.

Qiao Feng, who was already very drunk, posted it, and kept figuring out how many drinks he had with his hand, and finally chose the one with a little more, smiling like a child in his 60s.

"Respect to Ren Feizheng who spread the word to the world!"

"Respect to Master Qiao, who can level the world with one hand!"

Respect Zhan Ji, respect Taiping, respect Qiao Feng's unpalatable porridge, respect Li Hao's mouthful of lies when oppressing him, respect this meeting, respect this parting.

Until there was nothing to respect, the two looked at each other with a smile, and drank it all in one gulp.

thump!
Qiao Feng passed out drunk and lay unconscious on the table.

Rubbing his cheeks and eyes with his hands, Li Hao stood up staggeringly, walked towards the stairs, paused for a moment, then turned around again, took off the silver-white long sword from his back, and stuffed it into Qiao Feng's arms. middle.

The emperor's sword, named Tianlong, should be given as a gift.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Hao activated the last sliver of spiritual thought that was still in the body of 'Ren Feizheng', and let him take the body of the sweeping monk back to Shandong Shuishan, build a good grave, and bury himself in it.

Then, he took out the pitch-black little Kun from his bosom, which turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky.

After a while, Gao Qiu and Yue Yun, who were far away in the south and sea, also felt something in their hearts, and turned into a rainbow and left.

In the restaurant, Qiao Feng opened his eyes, took out some jars of wine from somewhere, and drank alone.

In the second year of the Great Xiao, Ren Feizheng disappeared, and it was said that he had returned to the mountains and forests.

In the eighth year of the Great Xiao, Dugu gathered the three sources of energy into one body, broke through the true form, and asked the sword in the world, no one dared to be it.

In the tenth year of the Great Depression, Duan Yu finally got old and had a son with both wives, and he named him Zhixing.

At the same time, Dali was completely merged into the Great Xiao, and only the titles of Tianlong Temple and Dali Royal Family were retained.

In the 30th year of the Great Depression, Qiao Feng passed on to Dugu.

In the 46th year of the Great Xiao, an evil book called "Nine Yin Scriptures" was lost in the rivers and lakes.

This evil book can manipulate people's flesh and blood, and can also steal other people's martial arts by devouring people, causing chaos in the world as soon as it is born.

In the end, the five masters of real shape in the rivers and lakes jointly defeated Xie Shu and suppressed it.

These five masters are also honored as the "Five Uniques" by the Jianghu, and Wang Chongyang is considered the No. 1 under the Dugu Emperor.

In the 66th year of the Great Xiao, in the city of Luoyang.

In a restaurant converted from a courtyard, a [-]-year-old boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, honest and honest, was wiping the table with a sackcloth, and helping deliver dishes from time to time.

Suddenly, a young man who was about the same age as him but with an unusually handsome appearance walked in from the door, and greeted him loudly:

"Brother Jing, do you have time to go out and play later?"

Guo Jing focused on cleaning the table meticulously, until the table was polished, then raised his head and smiled modestly:
"Di Kang, let's go. I'm not good at homework, so I want to do my homework well today."

The handsome young man Yang Kang came up and hugged Guo Jing's shoulders, half joking and half criticizing:

"It's useless to study dead books! You have to think more and find more tricks!"

"Hey!" Guo Jing scratched his head and said with a smile, "I'm not as quick-witted as you, so I can only work harder."

"Okay, if you don't go out, why don't you just play in your backyard, and then I can help you with some homework, how about it?"

Before Guo Jing could answer, his mother Li Ping came out of the room after hearing Yang Kang's words, handed them a few dates, took the rag from Guo Jing, and said with a smile:

"You two go and play!"

Guo Jing and the two played wildly in the courtyard for a while, Yang Kang played a new set of palms in the courtyard again, one of the palms fell on the ground so hard that it collapsed out of a hole.

Down here is a secret room!

Two fearless teenagers went straight into the pit, and saw a faint shadow and a few lines of writing on the wall of the secret room in the dust flying all over the sky.

"Ultra magic, invincible in the world, only a child can learn it"

Having an adventure, the two were very excited.But when he saw that it was said that only children can practice, Yang Kang immediately became embarrassed and retreated behind Guo Jing.

"You practice!"

"Kangdi, you actually."

Guo Jing didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment, he just took two steps forward in a daze, and the light shadow on the wall penetrated straight into his body.

Outside the pass, in a tavern in the newly developed Northeast in recent decades.

This year's hit drama "The Great and His One Hundred and Eight Lovers" is being played on the huge light screen in the tavern.

A big man with a silver sword on his waist and a long stick is discussing the plot with a few drinkers around him while drinking:

"This is ridiculous. How could it be possible to do nothing and fall in love with more than 100 women at the same time? As far as I know, Qiao Feng actually doesn't have a wife."

A half-drunk alcoholic interrupted him dissatisfied:
"That's Qiao Di! How can you judge him with the eyes of ordinary people? He is so strong, what's wrong with dealing with hundreds of women at the same time?"

The big man curled his lips, took a sip of his wine, and stopped talking depressedly.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth solidified, and the sun and the moon stagnated.

A light and shadow appeared between the sky and the earth, standing upright, catching the sun and the moon, and the voice sounded from the minds of everyone in the world:
"I am an officer of the Defense Office of the Kyushu Realm. I would like to inform the human race in this realm as follows: This realm has been included in the defense system of the outer barrier of the Kyushu Realm and has become a subsidiary world of the third layer.

From now on, those who have reached the peak limit of the third realm in this world can choose to ascend to the prefecture-level world of the barrier system of the Kyushu Realm."

The light and shadow explained a lot, and then disappeared from the sky and the earth in a moment, and suddenly there was a thin man beside Qiao Feng.

"Hiss! Real dragons can be raised in shallow water! Tsk tsk!"

Holding a wine glass, the man looked Qiao Feng up and down, and asked with a smile:

"Do you understand what I said before? Do you want to ascend? If you ascend to the worlds where Fanwo Temple has a relatively large influence, you must have a bright future."

Qiao Feng took out the sword at his waist and asked, "Which world does this sword come from?"

The man pursed his lips, "That's where I came from, the Kyushu Realm! It's also the highest peak of this ascension system!"

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Then I want to ascend! There are my friends!"

"You are good, really good! But you are too deeply involved with the beliefs of this world!"

The man looked at Qiao Feng playfully, thought for a moment, and then looked at the sword in Qiao Feng's hand, which was only of the second rank but had a very high level of craftsmanship, and took out a gleaming golden cup from his arms.

"Let's make a good relationship!"

The man gently blew on the golden cup, and a half-human-sized golden cup projection was blown out of it. After a while, the projection gradually solidified and turned into a real golden cup.

"You should squat on this golden cup for ten or eight years, wash off the power of faith in your body, and then ascend!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving only Qiao Feng staring blankly at the golden cup in front of him, lost in thought:
When he said squat... did he mean it or did he really have to squat?
(End of this chapter)