The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 155 High morale
Stepping into puddles that are one foot deep and one foot shallow, and from time to time, I have to pay attention to avoid those filthy things on the cramped and narrow streets.

The children chasing and fighting on the road are all small and thin, wearing dirty and shabby clothes. In the corners of low houses, beggars can be seen lying on the ground, motionless and sallow.

If I hadn't sensed that its vitality was still there and its breath was still there, if I didn't know this, I would have thought it was gone and dead.

The scene in front of me, no matter which city I visited, was a standard slum scene.

Looking at the dilapidated and low house in front of him, even though it was broad daylight, there was no sunlight at all. Although he had expected it, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but his expression moved slightly.

If they hadn't seen this with their own eyes, who would have thought that this was the son of the former Star Master, a third-class top-level genius, a genius that Yunhua Star would not produce for fifty years, the childhood nightmare of thousands of Yunhua Star teenagers, and An Pengju's current residence. .

"When you raided the Star Lord's Mansion, you wouldn't have robbed An Pengju of all his pocket money, right?"

Looking at all this, Zhang Jingyuan asked with a somewhat complicated expression.

Bai Buhui glared at Zhang Jingyuan and said, "I told An Pengju at that time that anything that An Pengju could take away, as long as it had nothing to do with demon cultivators, should be taken away by him. After all, no matter what others think, in my heart, An Pengju is a man of great merit, and without An Pengju’s help, Yunhua Star would probably cease to exist.”

"What is unexpected is that An Pengju not only did not take anything that did not belong to him from the Star Lord's Mansion, he also gave all his spiritual stones to Duan Zhongmu and asked them to distribute them to those who died in Xincheng and Liu The family members of the monks in my village.”

Speaking of this, Bai Bugui sighed with some regret.

An Qing was so insane and inhumane that he not only killed his wife, but also took away the spiritual root of his own son. He even dared to disregard the lives of the entire Yunhua Planet and the tens of millions of people above it for his own selfish gain. .

And even for Lu Dianshi and Orochi, two absolute confidants, An Qingxian had never trusted them. He quietly placed restrictions in their minds. Once they were revealed, their heads would explode instantly.

It is really puzzling that such a ruthless character could give birth to a son as kind and benevolent as An Pengju.

"In other words, An Pengju ran out alone? What is he doing now?" Zhang Jingyuan asked.

He originally thought that even though An Qing had done many evil things first, An Pengju was not only not wrong but also meritorious, let alone being protected by Bai Buhui, there wouldn't be any problems with him. At most, the father he admired suddenly changed. He became a big devil and his mood was severely affected.

But who would have known that An Pengju would be so stubborn that he left home and fell into a slum.

"Then I don't know."

Bai Buhui shook his head. She was not An Pengju's nanny, and if An Qing died first, who knows what those demon cultivators still in Yunhua Star would do.

In order to exterminate the demonic cultivators for the past ten days, she barely even had time to close her eyes. How could she know where An Pengju was? This was not her character and style.

Being able to know about An Pengju's situation and find his current residence is because of the past life and death together, as well as the appreciation and concern for An Pengju's actions.

"Okay, then just wait. The sun is going down now. Maybe it will come back soon."

As he spoke, Zhang Jingyuan breathed out his spiritual energy, opened the lock on the door, and walked in with great swagger.

Other locks can be said to protect against gentlemen but not villains, but the locks in the slums, to put it poorly, are just decorations.

This does not mean that there is any functional difference between the locks in the slums and the locks outside. It is just that there are too many precarious and hungry people in the slums.

It is basically impossible to ask a group of hungry people to have a high moral standard. Therefore, most families in slums almost always leave their doors open, but there is no difference. There is nothing inside anyway. Things cannot be stolen.

After entering, Zhang Jingyuan found that this place was much simpler than he imagined. Apart from a bed made of two benches and a piece of wood, it was just a simple stove and a pot. One bowl and one chopstick.

As for the rest, there is nothing.

"An Pengju is simply punishing himself."

Zhang Jingyuan shook his head and said with regret.

Although An Qing was gone, An Pengju, as a genius who appeared once in Yunhua Star in fifty years, did not believe that An Pengju really had to be reduced to this point? Is there really no one or two people willing to help him?

He doesn't think so.

To put it bluntly, a traitor like Qin Hui also had three good friends, Zhang Jun, Wang Jun and Wan Qixi, let alone An Pengju.

And you don’t have to care about anything else. An Pengju’s three spiritual roots are definitely not fake, right?

Based on his qualifications, it was basically a certainty that he would be promoted to Foundation Establishment in the future. He didn't believe that no one would be willing to rescue a future Foundation Establishment monk when An Pengju was in danger?

Yunhuaxing people should not have such shallow eyelids.

Therefore, An Pengju's current situation can only be said to be that An Pengju was punishing himself intentionally.

About two hours later, the sun had completely set, and An Pengju returned under the stars and the moon.

Looking at An Pengju's performance, his whole body covered in dirt and dust, he doesn't have the demeanor of the handsome young man and the best young man in troubled times.

"What are you doing? How come you're like working as a miner?" Zhang Jingyuan asked.

"I just went down the mine to work as a miner. This morning, I saw someone recruiting miners in the Green Crystal Mine outside the city. They paid fifty spirit coins a day. This was the highest wage I have ever seen during this time. job, so I went to try it out.”

An Pengju wiped his face with his sleeve. Not only was it not clean, but it was even dirtier.

But he didn't pay attention. Instead, he stared straight at the roast chicken Zhang Jingyuan bought. After three breaths, he moved it away with difficulty.

After tearing off one leg of the roasted chicken, Zhang Jingyuan did not allow An Pengju to refuse. He stuffed it directly into his hands and said, "Why are you doing this? None of your friends came to see you?"

"Looking for it, there are still a few people who actually want to take advantage of the situation and ask me to be their brother-in-law."

After hesitating for a moment, An Peng gnawed on the chicken leg. Although he was very hungry, he was still very gentle and ate it in small bites.

"This can still be considered taking advantage of others' misfortune. I'm afraid you've redefined what robbery means."

Zhang Jingyuan said dumbfounded.

It's really irritating that people are more popular than others. In An Pengju's situation, there are still people who would take the initiative to send girls and throw themselves into his arms.

But after thinking about it, it seems that this is also the case. If An Pengju had not fallen to this point because of An Qingxian's incident, those few people might not have the courage to say anything about asking An Pengju to be their brother-in-law.

Seeing An Peng sweeping up the whole roast chicken, Zhang Jingyuan asked: "What do you plan to do in the future? You don't really plan to be a miner for the rest of your life, do you?"

"How is this possible? The miners just want me to have a job temporarily to solve the problem of food and clothing. It's not that I won't practice practice. I still have to participate in the recruitment of sects and Taoist temples in four months." An Peng held up his oil He rubbed his hands hard on his waist and said with a smile.

Seeing that An Pengju was not completely decadent, but still had infinite enthusiasm and courage, Zhang Jingyuan was immediately relieved.

The reason why he came to see An Pengju this time was to see if An Pengju had become decadent and depressed because of what happened to An Qingxian.

"I know your good intentions. In fact, when I looked at those people a few days ago and asked me to pay with blood and die for my life, I also thought that my father is really guilty and I don't deserve to live in this world. But Later I thought about it, so what if I die? Their life will still be difficult."

"Why don't I practice well and achieve higher levels in the future? Only then will I be able to help them and make up for the pain of losing their son and father."

An Pengju said very calmly.

Zhang Jingyuan nodded in approval. Since An Pengju could think like this and still have high morale, he wouldn't say anything.

After chatting for a long time, they agreed with An Pengju that the sect and Taoist school would see each other for recruitment four months later, and Zhang Jingyuan took Bai Buhui and left.

"I think this son's future achievements will not be inferior to those of An Qing."

About to walk out of the slum, Bai Bugui suddenly said in a deep voice.

The corners of Zhang Jingyuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't say anything more, but just nodded slightly.

After saying this, Bai Buhui paused and flew away in the air. She was busy with business now, and she didn't know how she could stay here with Zhang Jingyuan for a long time.

Maybe it's just out of comradeship? After all, they are people who have lived and died together, so it is reasonable to care about An Pengju's current situation.

But somewhere, it seemed that this was not the case, and Bai Buhui's heart suddenly became a little confused.

Returning to Yanyang City and looking at his empty home, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but sigh.

Although he was at home alone most of the time on weekdays, he never saw Zhang Meifeng in five days.

But the feeling now is different from the feeling then.

At that time, although he could not see Zhang Meifeng, he was sure that Zhang Meifeng was there. If he wanted to, he would definitely be able to see Zhang Meifeng.

Of course, it cannot be said that Zhang Meifeng is not here now. After all, he can clearly feel that Zhang Meifeng is lying quietly on the sacred sycamore tree, but she is unconscious and unable to communicate.

"But compared to the previous life, isn't this the best outcome?"

The corners of Zhang Jingyuan's mouth curled up slightly and he muttered to himself.

Compared to his previous life, when Yunhua Star exploded and Zhang Meifeng disappeared forever, he was much more satisfied with the current situation.

Returning to the training room, Zhang Jingyuan once again ran the Five Qi Chaoyang Jue. After all, whether it was to help Zhang Meifeng wake up as soon as possible or to master more powerful strength, he had to practice hard.

He never wanted to try this kind of powerlessness at the sixth level of Qi Refining when facing the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

However, Zhang Meifeng is now in his body, and Zhao Mingyang has basically given up on practicing and plans to stay on Yunhua Star forever. This basically means that there is no one or anything in this world that can make him risk everything like this anymore.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jingyuan went to Deji Hall.

At this moment, Deji Hall had just opened, and Ruan Baizhi was doing the accounting at the counter. He raised his head and saw Zhang Jingyuan coming. He immediately put down his account book and ran out like the wind.

Looking Zhang Jingyuan up and down, not missing an inch, and confirming that Zhang Jingyuan was fine, Ruan Baizhi breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Why, are you worried that I am missing arms and legs? Are you so concerned about me?"

Seeing this, Zhang Jingyuan smiled slightly.

"As a clerk, I'm just concerned about my boss's situation. After all, I'm doing pretty well at Deji Hall and I haven't planned to change my job yet."

Faced with Zhang Jingyuan's teasing, Ruan Baizhi's face turned red and she said stubbornly.

To be honest, she was a little shocked when Zhao Mingyang came to inform her that day and asked them to leave Yunhua Star on the interstellar dragon.

During those two days, she had been thinking about what Zhang Jingyuan had done, and it had reached a point where they needed to leave Yunhua Star to avoid the limelight.

Later, after she informed them that everything was safe, she finally knew that Zhang Jingyuan had actually gone to kill An Qingxian.

After hearing the news, she asked herself that she was someone who had seen strong winds and waves, and experienced life and death. At that moment, she almost fainted.

After all, no matter how you think about it, there is a huge gap between Zhang Jingyuan and An Qing. If they really fight, if An Qing blows his breath first, Zhang Jingyuan will definitely die.

She really didn't know how Zhang Jingyuan had the courage to kill An Qingxian.

Fortunately, the person Bai Buhui sent to inform them had quick eyes and quick hands, saying that Zhang Jingyuan was safe and sound, and that he had killed An Qingxian for Yun Hua Xing, otherwise she would have passed out.

"By the way, why are there no more of those scoundrels who guard the alleys all day long?"

When he arrived, Zhang Jingyuan was very surprised to see that this group of people had disappeared.

Hearing this, Ruan Baizhi smiled slightly, as bright as a mountain flower in full bloom, "It's not thanks to you, a great hero, that you even killed An Qingxian. These people are also afraid. If they are blocked again, you will be angry." What should we do if we kill them all?"

Ruan Baizhi's words are certainly exaggerated, but they are actually similar.

Before, Zhang Jingyuan was just the boss of Deji Hall, an ordinary monk with four spiritual roots, and he was just stuck. But now Zhang Jingyuan, let alone flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix, is really different from before. .

After all, this is a ruthless person who can kill even An Qingxian. They don't think that their heads will be tougher than An Qingxian's.

Zhang Jingyuan shook his head. He felt that if things continued like this, he might be able to stop the children from crying.

"By the way, there is one more thing. I need to ask your opinion. People from Yun Mengxing and Yun Zongxing heard about the name of Deji Hall and also want to come here to represent Deji Hall's medicine. What do you think? explain?"

Ruan Baizhi suddenly said.

(End of this chapter)