Chapter 15: ? Showdown, no more

　　 Luo Hong returned to Luofu safely.
　　 As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Yao Jing in a light yellow long skirt standing in the middle of the yard looking forward to it.
　　 Seeing the figures of Zhao Donghan and Luo Hong, the red-eyed Xiaodouhua breathed a sigh of relief. The pretty face of worry and self-blame all night showed a bright smile.
　　 The son is fine.
　　 Luo Hong didn't say hello to her. After looking around the yard, the housekeeper Chen and his sister Luo Xiaoxiao were not there. Apparently, only a little bean curd greeted him when he returned.
　　 The little girl should not be able to carry it to sleep. As for the housekeeper Chen, Luo Hong was lost in thought.
　　 Thinking of the calm appearance that Steward Chen showed when he was arrested, maybe he can return safely this time, and has a great relationship with Steward Chen.
　　 Butler Chen's bottom, he can't figure it out.
　　 "Forget it, it's late at night, don't disturb Uncle Chen."
　　 Luo Hong shook his head.
　　 He glanced at Zhao Donghan, "Old Zhao, come to the study with me."
　　 Zhao Donghan nodded muffledly.
　　 The two came to the study, the maid lit the lamp, and the dim study gradually brightened.
　　 "Previously, the arrest of the Yamen said you were a martial artist?"
　　 Luo Hong sat on the chair, found a comfortable position, lay down lazily, and asked.
　　 Zhao Donghan stood straight, the scar on his face wriggled slightly.
"Yes."
　　'S voice is a little dull, it seems that he is reluctant to tell.
　　 Luo Hong was in interest. He didn't expect that there would be a practitioner beside him.
　　 "Can you tell me something?"
　　 Luo Hong asked somewhat curiously.
　　 Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong and found that Luo Hong’s face was full of curiosity, which made him extremely entangled, because he promised that Steward Chen could not easily say it.
　　 Just when Zhao Donghan was struggling, suddenly, as if a voice was compressed into a thin line, it was transmitted into his ears like a mosquito and flies.
　　 "The son also has practice, let's talk, it's okay."
　　 faint voice, no mood swings can be heard.
　　 Zhao Donghan's eyes lit up, and he looked up in surprise. It was the voice of Butler Chen.
　　 After that, he also looked at Luo Hong in amazement, the son...have practiced?
Is 　　 taught by Steward Chen?
　　 If this is the case, Zhao Donghan can tell without burden.
　　 "My son, Lao Zhao, I am indeed a martial artist, an eighth martial artist, and an iron bone state."
　　 Zhao Donghan Road.
　　 "Eight products?"
　　 Luo Hong heard this, his eyes condensed suddenly.
　　 "Wu Xiu's ninth rank is a copperskin realm. However, ten ninth rank copperskins may not be able to beat an eighth rank iron bone."
　　 Zhao Donghan said somewhat proudly.
　　 "In the Great Xia Army, eight-rank iron-boned martial artists can be centurions!"
　　 Luo Hong took a deep breath, that is to say... ten Luo Hong can be compared to one Zhao Donghan?
　　 "What about the top eight?"
　　 Luo Hong asked.
　　 "Above the eighth rank is the seventh rank, and the martial arts seventh rank is the violent blood state... and the subordinates only know the rank, and the realm is unknown."
　　 With the approval of Steward Chen, Zhao Donghan did not hide it.
　　Copper skin, iron bones, violent blood...This is the division of Wu Xiu's realm, and this is the first time Luo Hong knows.
　　 "Apart from Wu Xiu, are there other ways of practicing?" Luo Hong asked, leaning on the master chair, his eyes blinking.
　　 This is just Luo Hong's tentative inquiry.
　　 However, Zhao Donghan's answer surprised him.
　　 "Yes, there are many cultivation systems in the world. Although Wuxiu is the most extensive practice, Wuxiu is the lowest."
　　 Luo Hong is sitting in danger.
Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong and continued: "In addition to martial arts, there are generally three types of cultivation systems in the world, namely Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism. These three are generally recognized systems. Of course, there is no martial arts. The popularity is coming."
　　 "In addition, there is another kind of sword repair, which was originally a kind of martial arts system, but later became independent and is not weaker than the four major systems."
　　 This spiritual knowledge seems to have opened the door to a new world for Luo Hong.
　　 Luo Hong has never been able to touch the extraordinary power of this world, but now he has a general vague perception.
"Ten thousand years ago, the consciousness of practice was very vague. The strong existence of the three major systems of Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism created the level of practice together, dividing practice into specific nine grades. Wu Xiu later borrowed this division method. Of course , Other small systems have also learned this way."
　　 "So, like today, there are nine levels of cultivation."
　　 Zhao Donghan said, his face showed regret.
　　 "Unfortunately, the subordinates are not strong, and they don't know about some advanced realms."
　　 He felt the son's curiosity, but he was hollowed out by the son.
　　 "The son... also practiced?"
　　 Suddenly, Zhao Donghan smiled and asked.
　　 Luo Hong was taken aback, was he finally discovered?
　　 Luo Hong thought for a while.
　　 He had a showdown, so he didn't hide it.
"Ok."
　　 "My son... Luckily embarked on the path of spiritual practice."
　　 Zhao Donghan is thoughtful, the son can practice, maybe it was guided by Steward Chen?
After 　　, Zhao Donghan sighed: "In fact, it's good to be a mortal. Cultivation is very dangerous. If you are careless, you will be dead."
　　 "Being a practitioner is not necessarily a good thing."
　　 Luo Hong heard this, but he didn't comment.
　　 "Guan Gongzi's yin and evil spirit is hidden, and the righteous yang is released. Is it to follow the Confucianism line?"
　　 Zhao Donghan sighed that Steward Chen was a first-class swordsman, but he didn't let his son take the road of swordsmanship.
　　 However, Confucianism is indeed very suitable for a righteous, elegant and easy-going son.
　　 Swordsmanship, maybe a minor is more appropriate.
　　 Luo Hong was stunned by Zhao Donghan's words, and then his face changed slightly.
　　 The evil spirit of Yin is hidden, and the spirit of Zhengyang is like a rainbow?
　　 Is this him Luo Hong? !
　　 What he cultivates is the magic cultivation technique, and the ninth stage of magic cultivation gathers evil spirits. Isn't it a villain at first sight?
　　 Luo Hong also hopes to use this practice to change himself and create a villain image in front of outsiders.
　　 "Gathering evil spirits in the dantian... Could it be that the evil spirits are restrained and the balance of yin and yang is broken, and the positive yang energy is directly released..."
　　 After Luo Hong figured it out, his face became increasingly ugly.
　　 Extinguish the positive energy, at first glance, it is the righteous generation, and has a relationship with the villain.
　　 Sure enough, consolation prizes and so on... They are all street goods!
　　 pit!
　　 It makes it more difficult for him to be a villain!
　　 Luo Hong is also suddenly at this moment.
　　 No wonder the envoys of Dali Temple let him go so easily. It turned out that it was because of his inconceivable temperament that exudes from the inside out!
　　 If he is full of suffocation, he is afraid that it will definitely not be so easy to leave the county office.
　　 "Old Zhao, go and rest."
　　 Luo Hong retracted his mind and said to Zhao Donghan.
　　 Zhao Donghan observes that the son's face is ugly, and he doesn't understand the man's emotions. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
　　 did not stay long, and after bending over, he left the study.
　　……
　　 Zhao Donghan left the study and walked in the Luofu courtyard.
　　 Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him. I don't know when, but Steward Chen in a green shirt appeared in front of him.
　　 Zhao Donghan was startled, and hurriedly bowed: "My lord."
　　 Steward Chen, with his hands on his back, stood by the lotus pond in the backyard, raised his head to look at the moon, and asked without turning his head: "The son asked you about your practice?"
　　 "Yes!" Zhao Donghan replied.
　　咻!
　　 Suddenly, a pamphlet shot out quickly and fell into Zhao Donghan's hands.
　　 "Find a time and transfer this'Sword Qi Jue' to the son."
　　 "You can practice in all kinds of ways, only Jian Wushuang, and remember to warn the son that the way of practice is extremely dangerous, and a little carelessness will be forever."
　　 Steward Chen said deeply, the next moment, stepping into the lotus pond, he walked on the water and disappeared into the courtyard.
　　 Zhao Donghan was holding the pamphlet, and he knew that Steward Chen was indeed the protector of the son.
　　……
　　 Zhao Donghan left, and the study was quiet again.
　　 Luo Hong was silent for a long time. In the middle of the night, emptiness swept in like a tide.
　　 "That's all, I have embarked on the road of spiritual practice anyway."
　　 Luo Hong sighed.
　　 Although it has only increased the difficulty of being a villain,...the problem is not big.
　　 When you do something bad enough, no image of justice can conceal the evil of your behavior.
　　 As the villain, Luo Hong is still confident!
　　 Besides, when this street-bashing technique is completed, it will be able to release the evil spirits and summon evil shadows...
　　 He will still be the one with the most slaps in the villain!