Vol 3 Chapter 1: 500 years later

It was agreed that the old man squinted his eyes when he heard the words, looked away from Xu Qi'an, and looked at the distant view.
He has a twilight qi, which is not a derogatory term, but people yearn for a new life, so this word is often not in line with people's preferences.
The twilight qi in the old Piff is a breath that has been deposited over the years and is more vicissitudes of life than the vicissitudes of life.
He was the same age as the country, was born during the Great Weekend, and witnessed the rise and fall of the two dynasties.
He rose up in troubled times, led the righteous teachers to overthrow the tyranny, experienced too many things and saw too many people.
Mu Qi naturally soaked into his bones.
What's strange is that Xu Qi'an didn't see this kind of twilight in the supernatural masters such as Jianzheng, Sentimental Arhat, or even two King Kong.
Is it because he has been in the red dust or because he is a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qian thought to himself.
After a long while, the old man said slowly
"When Emperor Wu Zong rebelled and usurped the throne, I hadn't retreated. At that time, Emperor Dafeng got close to traitorous officials, and the government and the opposition were in a mess.
"Of course, the momentary political muddy is nothing compared to the chaos at the end of the dynasty.
"Wu Zong is the grandson of the great ancestor, his talent is not under his grandfather, and his personality is the same. He is a hero of great talents. He took advantage of the dissatisfaction of the ruling and the public with the treacherous monarch and traitor at the time.
"This is very clever. If he directly revolted, he would not win the hearts of the people, nor would he get help from people of insight.
"At the time, he was just a third-rank martial artist, and it was as difficult to rebel under the noses of the first generation supervisor.
"So, he was very smart to find three helpers of Confucianism, Buddhism, and contemporary supervision."
Hearing this, Xu Qi'an had to interrupt, surprised.
"But I heard that the Emperor Wu Zong rebelled five hundred years ago, and Confucianism stood on the sidelines from beginning to end."
Old Piff smiled
"Immersively sitting on the sidelines is the greatest help. Otherwise, with the Confucian heritage at that time, plus a first-generation supervisor, can Wu Zong succeed? Unless the Buddha himself does it.
"Confucianism has long been dissatisfied with the emperor at that time, but the first generation of prisons is in it to check and balance, making Confucian helpless."
He waited for a while, seeing that Xu Qi'an had no doubts, and continued
"At the beginning of the uprising, Emperor Wuzong had not enough soldiers and horses to compete with the entire Dafeng, so he sent his idea to the Wulin League.
"And the one responsible for lobbying me to dispatch troops is the current supervisor.
"At first, I didn't agree. This matter is over. What benefits can I get? Wu Zong cannot cede Jianzhou to me. If it fails, the Wulin League that I have worked so hard to manage for more than 100 years is likely to be destroyed.
"You might as well guess how Jianzheng persuaded me."
Xu Qi'an thought "Is it related to this agreement?"
The old man nodded, then shook his head
"To be precise, it's a deal.
"In the more than one hundred years since I returned to Jianzhou and founded the Wulin League, I had already been promoted to the top of the third rank, but I still couldn't get along.
"The most terrible thing in the world is not the difficulties and setbacks, but the inability to see hope. The original cultivation base of the surname Ji was similar to me. He said that the emperor's luck has increased, and his cultivation base has advanced thousands of miles, and finally entered the ranks of the first-class martial arts.
"I'm not convinced in my heart, so I have never been shameless to ask, and ask him about his experience in the Hedao Realm."
What a shame to ask, you old man, you have taken the shoots of Inu Rongshan, Xu Qi'an silently complained.
"I didn't know the rule that a lucky person can't live forever. Decades later, before I had time to convince myself, the surname Ji became a short-lived ghost and died."
The old man shook his head and sneered.
"The girl of the first generation might be crying, hahaha. I have always suspected that he is a rabbit. In short, I have been at the top of the third stage for many years, unable to break through, and see no hope of breakthrough.
"Until that day, the contemporary supervisor came to me and he said that as long as I am willing to send troops to help and help Wu Zong win the throne, he will help me promote to the second rank."
Xu Qi'an laughed
"I see, old man, you were pitted by the prison. I didn't expect that Jianzheng was also an old politician back then."
Old Piff glanced at him with a smile.
"I used to think so too, but now, I am indeed promoted to the second rank."
Within ten seconds of saying this, the smile on Xu Qi'an's face remained unchanged at first, and then he seemed to think of something. The smile was a little stiff, solidified on his face, and finally disappeared slowly.
If there is a camera that takes the whole process down at this moment, his "acting skills" are simply amazing.
Xu Qi'an looked at the old man with dull eyes, his lips moved, and he uttered words with difficulty.
"You mean, nine-color lotus root, no, my help is that the supervisor is fulfilling the original promise?"
Old Piff exclaimed, "Besides, I can't think of a better explanation."
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Xu Qi'an took three steps back, staring at the old man in a daze, his face suddenly distorted, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or fear.
Or, both.
Outsiders have no way of knowing his inner activities. Under his sluggish face, there are emotions that are overwhelming, an explosion of information boiling.
If things are really like what the old Piff said, what does that mean?
"I remember Xu Pingfeng said that the Tianming Master has the ability to spy on the secrets of heaven and can predict the future to a certain extent. Because of this, the supervisor cannot interfere with what he foresaw. He can only make secret arrangements and influence sideways.
"Spying on the secrets is already against the sky. If you leak the secrets, you will directly suffer the scourge. But this is still not the key. The key point is
"Five hundred years ago, Jianzheng was not a destiny master, how could he foresee the future, how could it be!!!"
Xu Qi'an's face became extremely ugly, as if Sanguan collapsed.
"What do you seem to think of?"
Seeing that his face was very wrong, the old man frowned and asked.
Xu Qi'an didn't reply, keeping an ugly face, and it took a long time to calm down.
Then, based on this information, he derived three guesses and one doubt.
It is not the Jianzheng who predicted the situation 500 years later, but the first generation Jianzheng.
If this is the case, the secrets involved are terrible.
It is speculated that there is a problem with the identity of the second-generation supervisor. He is probably the first-generation supervisor. The original disciple may be the original vest.
But in this case, why did the first generation take great pains to commit suicide, and what was the purpose?
In addition, Buddhism's Bodhisattvas participated in this matter. Every Bodhisattva has the power to stun the world. It was very difficult for the first generation to open the vest without telling them.
It is guessed that neither of the above three is correct. The contemporary supervisor can predict what will happen five hundred years later, it is his own problem.
As for doubts
Thinking back to the warlock system now, there is actually a paradox in the curse of the disciple who stabbed the master.
How terrible the contemporary prison is, just as terrible the first generation.
The contemporary Jianzheng can foresee the future, as well as the first generation, he can definitely figure out a way to get rid of him before Emperor Wu Zong rebels.
Even if the Tianming Master could not intervene in the future, Xu Qi'an believed that Emperor Wuzong Rongma must have suffered countless times in his life.
As long as the first generation Jianzheng seized the opportunity and exerted influence from the side, Emperor Wu Zong would be dead.
Don't question it, the first generation supervisor can definitely do it.
There are many similar methods. The first generation Jianzheng is fully capable of preventing Emperor Wu Zong from finding a chance to rebel.
This paradox, at first glance, seems to verify guess one and guess two, but it can actually verify guess three.
If contemporary supervision itself has problems, it can indeed break the paradox.
"Another explanation is that the first generation Jianzheng foresaw the contemporary backstab, but did not stop it and chose to play against him. Just like the contemporary Jianzheng's attitude towards Xu Pingfeng.
"I know you are going to stab me back, but I won't stop it. We will fight to the death with a warlock.
"In Xu Pingfeng's words, this is the curse of the warlock system, and it cannot be avoided. Unless you want to cut off the warlock system, as long as you want to pass it on, you must accept disciples and then accept the disciples' backstab.
"Commonly known as-the rules of the road!"
In addition to the above three guesses and one doubt, Xu Qi'an also had a reasoning that was in line with reality.
There are not so many conspiracy theories for this reasoning. The truth is that Jian Zheng was indeed an old politician back then, purely fooling the old man.
As we all know, all politicians in the world bargain prices in advance and then prostitute themselves for nothing.
Anyway, when the time comes, Jianzheng is successfully promoted to the first grade, afraid of revenge by a vulgar fighter?
As for five hundred years later, the old man really relied on the nine-color lotus root to be promoted to the second rank. It may be years later that Jianzheng found that he could use the nine-color lotus root to fulfill his promise, so he made arrangements.
In essence, there is no such thing as foreseeing five hundred years.
In all fairness, Xu Qi'an thinks this is the truth.
The reason is simple. It is impossible for a first-grade monk to be able to accurately predict something five hundred years from now.
Even the super product is not good.
He is not a rookie now. He has killed the second-rank Joan of Arc, played the first-rank dharma, even if he has never been in contact with super-quality, he still has some concepts in his heart.
Collecting the divergent thoughts, Xu Qi'an asked
"How does the senior judge, the promise that the supervisor said is me?"
Old Piff sighed
"The old guy said in a sentence to live well. The day you are in harmony is when the people of the Central Plains need you.
"Of course, maybe it's just an excuse. The warlock is always talking about it. But since I succeeded in getting promoted, it's as if he fulfilled his promise."
Xu Qi'an has a numb scalp.
At this time, someone skimmed up to the top of the cliff and stopped in the distance, arching hands
"Old ancestor, junior Wen Chengbi."
Old Piff's face was slightly confused.
Xu Qi'an helped introduce
"This is the deputy leader of your Wulin League."
The old man nodded suddenly and asked "What's the matter?"
Wen Chengbi recounted the troubles facing the Wulin League and tentatively said
"If the headquarters is expanded with a military town as the core, it can indeed save a lot of manpower and material resources. Leader Cao is hesitant, and ordered me to ask your ancestors for your opinion."
The core problem is that the funds are not enough. Xu Qi'an concluded.
In the era of underdeveloped equipment, the large-scale construction of civil engineering was very costly and manpower. In the history that Xu Qi'an is familiar with, there are many examples of the country's death due to the large-scale construction of civil engineering.
Sui and Qin are examples. Although a dynasty could not have only one reason for its demise, there must be other factors, but this reason can be crowned by later generations.
It is enough to show how much labor and money are spent on infrastructure projects.
Old Piff thought
"There is nothing wrong with silver. The old man will be responsible for searching for the silver coins buried under the mountain. The headquarters is still built on the mountain. There is no doubt about this."
Xu Qi'an understood what he meant. Great chaos is approaching, and the headquarters of the Wulin League is like a dangerous pass.
If it is built in a military town on a flat terrain, the enemy cavalry will instantly be defeated.
Wen Chengbi said solemnly
"But in this way, the many years of savings in the league will probably be replaced by normal days. At most, the brothers are frugal. But now the disasters are everywhere. Without money for disaster relief, the situation in Jianzhou may also be chaotic."
The old man immediately said, "Then let the brothers and soldiers in the league work together."
Wen Chengbi shook his head, "The manpower is still not enough."
The old man frowned, thought for a moment, then looked at Xu Qi'an and said
"What do you think?"
Xu Qi'an has no good air
"It's a simple matter. Relief for work is not enough. Convene the victims and build the headquarters. No money is given to food. It can not only provide food and clothing for the victims, but also save money."
Wen Chengbi's eyes lit up suddenly and he was surprised
"Xu Yinluo has a great opinion, it is indeed Xu Yinluo who can come up with such a coup."
What a trick, this is tradition... Xu Qi'an nodded reservedly.
"Not compliant!"
The old man frowned.
There is no precedent for work-for-work relief in these years. The victims drank the porridge of the court or the big family with peace of mind, waiting for the disaster to end and the earth to warm up.
Even if there are occasional small-scale food-for-work incidents, it is difficult to become mainstream.
"Old ancestors, this is a wonderful plan." Wen Chengbi said hastily, "In extraordinary times, you should act very hard. Please ancestors agree."
The old man waved his hand, too lazy to care about these little things
"Go ahead."
Watching Wen Chengbi leave, Xu Qi'an said
"Old predecessor, I am now a third-rank, and the next step is Hedao. But the true meaning of Hedao is still unknown."
The old man knows everything
"He Dao is the transformation of "intention". I call it the completion of one's own martial arts. Every fourth-rank martial artist can only comprehend one "intention", which is the martial arts of his own choice.
"Intention is the embryonic form of Tao.
"Improving one's own way is the essence of second-grade harmony. But it's easier said than done, but it's harder to sit up.
"In my whole life, I have practiced swordsmanship hard, gathered the best of various swordsmanship, and melted it in one furnace. But in the end, I was still stuck at the pinnacle of the third rank, and almost died of failure.
Xu Qi'an hurriedly asked, "How do seniors get along?"
"There are many ways of knives, and you can realize the true meaning. But there are countless ways to the true meaning. During my retreat, my body turned into a piece of flesh, and no piece of meat represents different ways of knives. They have their own ideas, All think they are right."
"Can the nine-color lotus root help others?"
"Nine-color lotus seeds can enlighten everything, and lotus roots can naturally or even be stronger. Its role in it is to enlighten the tens of millions of "Is" that have fallen into the quagmire, and identify one "I" as the dominant one. The lotus seeds are not effective enough to achieve this effect, but the nine-color lotus root can. This is why Qingyang wanted to win the nine-color lotus root for me."
Nine-colored lotus root is equivalent to a stabilizer, which plays a catalytic and stabilizing role. Xu Qi'an understands it.
I still have a small piece of the nine-color lotus root. Well, let Nan Zhi continue to cultivate the lotus root for me. If this is the case, if I step into the second grade, maybe I don't need to seize her spiritual accumulation.
Before Xu Qi'an handed over the nine-colored lotus root, he cut a small piece and stayed by his side, just like the nine-colored lotus root at the beginning.
Such a natural treasure must be made sustainable.
Bid farewell to the old man and returned to the military town. Xu Qi'an found a yard and invited out Munanzhi and Chai Xing'er. The latter was imprisoned in the Pagoda Pagoda for a long time and was weak and weak. Xu Qi'an planned to release him for a while.
She is still useful. The tomb guarded by the ancestors of the Chai family can be paid attention to by Xu Pingfeng. The owner of the tomb is absolutely unusual.
Mu Nanzhi wore a plum-colored cotton-padded jacket and a plain pleated long skirt, highlighting the temperament of a young child and a rich wife.
Even the mediocre appearance ~EbookFREE.me~ can hardly conceal her unique charm.
Little White Fox took advantage of Xu Qi'an to walk away and said hurriedly
"Auntie, I want to pee."
Without saying a word, he jumped out of Munanzhi's arms and ran away like a happy smile.
It used its own magical powers and turned into a white shadow. It shone a few times in the military town, and then moved away from the building complex, and then plunged into the vast forest of Inunong Mountain.
In the time of a cup of tea, Bai Ji dived into the deep mountains and old forests, far away from the main peak of Inurong Mountain.
It glanced around and jumped on a high rock.
The empress came in a row.
My head hurts. Today I went through the previous content again to find some of the forgotten pits.
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