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Chapter 218 217. Conspiracy Appears
Now that he has a wife and children, lives a gentle and comfortable life, and enjoys freedom, how can Qiao Feng still be willing to shoulder the numerous burdens of this beggar gang?It is the same reason that a poor person who has eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas is unwilling to eat simple meals anymore.

The conditions proposed by Xuan Huan were already the best answer, and Qiao Feng naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

Seeing that there was nothing they could do, the Beggar Clan disciples could only leave with regretful expressions.

Compared with Qiao Feng's disdain, Murong Fu, who valued power and status and was full of ambitions to restore his country, could not get what he asked for.He looks calm on the outside, but actually he is full of deep calculations in his heart.After secretly communicating with the four ministers, Murong Fu did not want to be in the same place as Xuan Huan, who had humiliated the Murong family.

After saying goodbye to Su Xinghe who had been relieved of the acupuncture by Xuan Huan, Murong Fu went straight down to Leigu Mountain with Wang Yuyan who followed him like a "little tail" and his loyal retainers.

Wang Yuyan was about to leave, Duan Yu naturally followed closely behind, and Duan Yanqing didn't bother much.As the martial arts heroes left one after another, the once bustling Leigu Mountain returned to calm again.

Yang Shuangning is a proper "second generation rich". She has lived in the ancient tomb since she was a child, opening her mouth for food and stretching out her hands for clothes.A'Zhu and A Bi did have some cooking skills, but the food they cooked did not meet the taste of fantasy. In the end, Haitang had to cook it herself.

Qiao Feng raised his head and drank the apricot blossoms. He casually wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said with a very informal expression: "Thinking about the time when I was worried about the country and the people, and walking on thin ice every day, it feels a little like a lifetime ago."

Just like the fantasy thoughts, Qiao Feng did feel a little disgusted with the bloody days in the past.Nowadays, his wife and children are on the hot bed, and today's Qiao Feng does seem a bit "ambitious"!

Compared to Qiao Feng's boldness, Xuan Huan took a small cup and poured himself a drink, which meant "Xiaojiabiyu".Especially Yang Shuangning, who saw Haitang in his eyes and was "in a hurry" learning cooking skills, he also smiled happily knowingly.

"Brother Qiao, people are different. You don't care about rights, but others don't. Look at Murong Fu who just came down from the mountain. He almost wants to be emperor."

"Like I said, people's hearts are always high, and they want to be even higher!"

"Ha ha--"

Looking at the busy "women", Qiao Feng and Xuan Huan looked at each other and smiled. Sometimes gentle and ordinary days are the most comfortable.

Xuan Huan silently muttered in his heart: "Wait, wait for a while, give me another year. When everything is settled, I will live in seclusion with Haitang and the others."

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The reason why Wu Yazi was frozen but not dead was because of the strong Beiming Qi that supported him.Originally, he would die immediately after passing on the power to save his qi.The reason why it can still last for an hour is that it relies on the support of the majestic energy and blood of Xuan Huan.

When he was dying, Xuan Huan asked without warning: "Wu Yazi, when did you fall in love with Li Canghai."

This question was very abrupt, but Xuan Huan asked it very seriously.

Wu Yazi also saw something different and special from the way Xuan Huan asked the question, as well as the solemn attitude and words.

Since he can be accepted as a disciple by Xiaoyaozi, there is no need to say much about Wuyazi's talent and intelligence.Looking back carefully on the past, Wu Yazi also discovered that there were huge problems in it.

Even if she loves beauty, she has an "animal" character.With his mind that had read Taoist classics since childhood and cultivated the true meaning of freedom, it was absolutely impossible for him to fall in love with Li Canghai, who was only eight years old at the time.

Wu Yazi also reacted at this time, especially after hearing Xuan Huan's narration about the Xiaoyao Sect since he became disabled.Then he realized that Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun, the two junior sisters, were also behaving in a very evil and strange way.That kind of obsession and madness that can't be loved is basically like a manifestation of obsession.

The core essence of the Xiaoyao Sect and the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect will never contain these extremely terrifying thoughts.

It's terrifying to think about it carefully, is there really someone secretly planning to destroy the once invincible Xiaoyao Sect in one fell swoop?

No one could answer, and the cave had already fallen into silence.When everyone was silent, it felt like a huge stone was pressing on their hearts, and they felt a little breathless in their chests.

Only Xuan Huan remained calm from beginning to end, as if he had expected it. He secretly muttered in his heart: "I caught you. This chess game is getting more and more interesting. I didn't expect that after Xiaoyaozi broke through the world and ascended, you would actually plot against him like this. The successor disciple."

"The methods are ruthless and ruthless."

After everything was explained, Wu Yazi left without any regrets.After all, he received Wu Yazi's true energy, and Zhao Chenchen gave him the dignity he deserved.He ordered Feihuqi to wrap the body with ten thousand years of black ice and bury it in Leigu Mountain.

Su Xinghe was the tomb keeper, and Zhao Chenchen, who became the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, also handed over Ding Chunqiu to him.Needless to say, the talents of Hangu's eight friends are master-level in what they are good at.

Zhao Chenchen returned them to the Xiaoyao Sect and established the Royal Enshrinement Hall with eight of them as the core.So far, the Wuyazi lineage of Xiaoyao Sect has been "completely swallowed up" by the Zhao royal family.

Under the bright starry night, Zhao Chenchen and Xuan Huan, who had not seen each other for many years, lay on a ten-foot-wide boulder and looked up at the stars.Thinking of what happened during the day, Zhao Chenchen couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Brother Imperial, is there really someone in this world who can scheme, or is it really someone who wants to play tricks on the three elders of Xiaoyao?"

"Have!"

Xuan Huan's affirmation made Zhao Chenchen feel shocked.The meaning of the words that followed made Zhao Chenchen pale in shock. He sat up from the boulder in shock.

"Not only the three Xiaoyao elders, but according to my estimates and guesses, even the Emperor Taizu may have been framed and murdered by others. Taizu Changquan is good at training the internal organs and qi and blood. Even if he suffers hidden injuries from fighting on the battlefield all year round, he will still be injured. He won’t die on a hospital bed in his 60s.”

"With my current level of cultivation, I can already compare with Emperor Taizu. I have a lifespan of nearly 120 years. If I say that Emperor Taizu's death is not a problem, Xiaochenzi, do you believe it?"

If these words were said by others, Zhao Chenchen would definitely slap him with a big mouth and think that he suffered from "forced repayment paranoia".Precisely because of his understanding of fantasy, Zhao Chenchen felt that this matter was no small matter.

Since fantasy says there is, then this person must exist.

The depth of his hiding place is unparalleled in the world!

This person has a vicious mind and will do whatever it takes!

This man's ruthless methods are shocking!
Ignoring Zhao Chenchen's horrified look, Xuan Huan smiled and continued to explain: "Xiao Chenzi, with my strategy and layout, if I really wanted to rebel and become emperor back then, do you think I would fail?"

Whether it was the Flying Tiger Cavalry that now dominated the world, or the shadow assassin who waited in the dark like a spider for his prey to be caught, or the absolute right to control the six departments of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Chenchen could not think of a reason for his failure back then.

Zhao Chenchen also realized the problem. After taking over the imperial power, he developed a calm-faced character, which made him quickly suppress his restless emotions and said: "So! When the coup failed, my brother did it on purpose. He just took the opportunity. To detach yourself and gain time is to prepare for the ten-year plan of “cutting the grass and rooting out the roots”.”

"The country and the country of our ancestors must be inherited by our descendants. In fact, I don't want to be the emperor at all. I just wanted to train you. Now you have me suppressing the national destiny of the Song Dynasty for you, and I will secretly assist you in the world, and do your best safely. Just be your emperor.”

Zhao Chenchen patted his head and smiled bitterly, and laughed wantonly with a mysterious expression: "You were raised by my side, so I naturally know your character and qualifications. Only when you see my failure and my miserable and lonely ending , you have the ambition to work hard."

“Only through extreme depression can one rebound after hitting the bottom.”

"Ha ha--"

The next day when I got off Xuanhuan in Leigu Mountain, I was saying goodbye to Qiao Feng and the others: "Brother, don't forget the promise made by Xingzilin three years ago. We will meet again in Shaolin Temple in one year!"

Three years ago, Qiao Feng's life experience was revealed, and it was agreed that Xiao Yuanshan's leader would be sniped at Yanmen Pass three years later, and all grievances would be settled in the Shaolin Temple after the matter was dealt with.

The hatred of killing one's father and one's mother is irreconcilable, although Qiao Feng could not bring it up, humiliation and hatred were suppressed in his heart.Now that Xuanhuan was suddenly mentioned, Qiao Feng also realized the urgency of the matter, so he had to make preparations in this year's time.

If I don't go home when it's time to say goodbye to the moon, I'm afraid my son will forget what his parents look like.When Qiao Feng waved goodbye, he also smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't forget it. Brother, we will meet again in a year!"

Watching the backs of Qiao Feng and his wife protecting Zhao Chenchen as they returned to Beijing, Xuan Huan caressed Zhao Suying beside him and said, "Nephew, will you miss your father?"

"Whee!"

Zhao Suying, who is only eight years old, is playing with the little white fox in her arms.Hearing his uncle's question, he raised his head and let out a hearty laugh, and then replied cheerfully: "Why do you miss me? I have lived in the palace since I was a child. I have long been tired of living like this in prison. Every day I also accept the teachings from my father, and sometimes read the memorials reviewed by my father. Now I can travel around the world with my uncle, which is exactly what I want, hehe——"

Haitang and Yang Shuangning smiled knowingly, but Xuanhuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.Unexpectedly, his eldest nephew had a similar personality to his. Maybe he had made a wrong decision just now.

The repressed "rich" life in the palace for a long time seems to have given Zhao Suying a rebellious mind. Naturally, everything she sees after leaving the palace feels fresh this time.

A flowing dynasty, an iron-clad family.Thinking of Li Jingyu of Xixia, Xuan Huan looked at Zhao Suying who was beside him with a cheering expression, and suddenly he had some new thoughts in his heart.

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Judging from the time, this is the important day for the Tianshan Child Elder to rejuvenate and rejuvenate, and Li Qiu Shui must be ready to go.If not for the confrontation between the two sides that day, with her domineering and strong character, how could she have retreated so easily.

Wu Yazi looked at the jade statue carved by his own hands every day, and Li Qiu Shui dared to collude with Ding Chunqiu to cheat on him.

Such a woman has long been twisted and crazy, just like Li Yunrui once, who dared to do anything when she went crazy.

Xixia targeted Ruoruo and made her suffer a lot since childhood, and even had the ambition to destroy the Song Dynasty.Li Jingyu planned to invade the Song Dynasty, causing numerous murders on the border.Li Qiushui had plotted against him several times, and now he even imprisoned Ruoruo. How could such hatred be easily understood.

Now that I have the opportunity, I just prepared a big gift for her!
Because they have to take care of Zhao Suying, Xuan Huan and others are not walking very fast.

With Wu Yazi's 30 years of Beiming Qi, Zhao Suying can now be said to have reached the sky in one step.Directly enter the realm of seeing the heaven and earth for the first time, without at least 15 years of daily hard training.

According to his aptitude and talent, if he practiced well, it would not be a problem for him to reach the peak of the world.Haitang and Yang Shuangning taught each other with all their money, but unfortunately their martial arts were not suitable for him.

Zhao Suying also didn't like the martial arts of Taoism and Buddhism. He chose the path of proving Taoism through strength. The most suitable thing for him was the domineering Zhenqi and Sigu sword skills.Haitang could only teach him about swordsmanship. Xuanhuan had his memory taken back by the "Apotheosis of the Gods". He didn't remember the domineering Zhenqi technique at all. Now he could only wait for Ruoruo to come back from Xixia.

"Look around the sword and move forward indomitably. Little Yingzi! You must always remember that you don't care about the left and don't care about the right, and you don't care about the front and the back!"

Zhao Suying is only eight years old now. Zhao Chenchen trained him in the same way as Xuan Huan, and he also inherited Zhao Chenchen's decisive and perseverance character.If it weren't for a child with a precocious mind, he might have to be forced continuously, but Zhao Suying was particularly proactive.

He has a well-behaved and cute personality, and he is never seen crying. At most, he is just holding the little fox and playing wildly.They were usually sweet-tongued, and the Haitang girls were elated when their aunt called them.Not only do they practice uninterruptedly twice a day in the morning and evening, but they also take the initiative to ask Haitang and Yang Shuangning when they encounter problems.

I wonder if there is anyone in the world who doesn’t love such a sensible child.

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Zhao Suying gave him Xuanhuan, the iron fiber from Qing Yunian's world.The blade of the sword thrust out like a sharp arrow leaving the string. The seemingly simple and immature sword move had already activated the unrefined Beiming Qi in the body.

Even Haitang and Yang Shuangning were pleasantly surprised.Unexpectedly, this child is not only perseverant and hardworking, but also talented.

Seeing him was like seeing the old little Qingshu.I was reading the fantasy of the Diamond Sutra, and my eyes lit up and I pointed out: "My eldest nephew, you know why the sword is the highest!"

Hearing the emperor's uncle's inquiry, Zhao Suying put away her iron fiber, held her chin with her hand and thought seriously.Weighing dozens of kilograms, it was as light as nothing in his hands. Beiming's true energy was truly miraculous.

"Aunt Haitang told me that the highest level of swordsmanship is sword power and sword intention. A sword without sword power has no body, and a sword without sword intention has no soul."

Zhao Suying's immature body is now less than the height of Xuan Huan's waist.Judging from his serious demeanor and confident and high-spirited heroic demeanor, he already has a majestic and majestic attitude that can see all the small mountains: "To achieve the highest level of swordsmanship, both internal and external must be integrated. You must cultivate the sword's power externally and cultivate the sword's intention internally. , wielding the sword is the realm of the sword god who can cut everything!"

"Ha ha--"

Before Xuan Huan and the others could speak, they could only hear the wild laughter of wanton mockery coming from the depths of the night.The strong voice echoed like a war drum, vibrating the withered yellow leaves of autumn and saying: "What a loud tone, which child is so arrogant!"

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(End of this chapter)