Chapter Ninety-One: Self-Contradiction,

Three days later, in the eastward direction of the mainland, after a night of rain, in the early hours of the morning, it was like a dream, beautiful and picturesque.

If someone rises in the sky at this time, you can see that the vast sea of clouds quietly bans the dark clouds and takes over the sky.

Then the sun rose in the east, and countless golden rays illuminated the earth through the gaps in the sea of clouds, causing golden pillars to appear on the earth.

And one of the pillars of light formed by the sunlight through the clouds shines on a plaque of a majestic city gate located in the deepest part of the east, shining brightly.

Just look at the two words written on this plaque, it is not to say that it is written, because if you look closely at these two words, you will find that these two words have been carved out by someone without knowing how to use a knife or sword.

Although it is carved out but does not lose a bit of beauty, or even more, just look at the two words on the plaque for Chang'an, Chang'an is the name of this majestic city.

In the early hours of the morning, Chang'an City is extraordinarily quiet, without hearing a trace of human language, only intermittent birdsong is endless, but this can also see how prosperous the city is.

In one of the most inconspicuous simple houses in Chang'an City, there was an old man and a young man sitting cross-legged on an even more humble bed, as if they were frowning.

The old man was drooping and old, but his aura was extraordinary, but he was completely lowered by the coarse linen gown, and he saw him sitting in the middle of the bed.

And the boy or young man is dressed in a black and yellow robe, and his face is full of indifference to anything, and he looks like a hanger, leaning against the edge of the wall at the head of the bed.

If anyone sees this scene, they will think that the two have a huge identity gap between the rich son and the slave of the old family.

But in this Chang'an, in the entire Li Kingdom, this old man who looks like a slave in his hometown is the king! Just because his name is Li Wenyuan, just because he is the lord of the Li country!

But no one has ever seen such a lord of the kingdom of Li except his son.

What's more, who would have thought that the lord of a country who is high up in the sky would have such a marketable side?

And the young man who hangs Langdang is Li Wenyuan's son, Li Guoguo's son Li Taibai.

Three days ago, Zhang Mang led the soldiers of Southern Zhang to destroy the Western Qi, and slaughtered all the monks who belonged to the main line of the Western Qi and the military headquarters of the Western Qi.

After that, they occupied the entire territory and their cultivation resources.

And those cultivation sects in the Qi Realm that were not part of the military department saw that the rudder had completely surrendered to Zhang Mang, so I am afraid that it would not be long before Nan Zhang's power would closely follow Murong who was located in the central land.

Li Wenyuan, who was wearing a coarse linen robe, frowned and was slightly worried.

Could it be that his father is still afraid that he will not succeed in the south? Zhang Mang still dares to do something to my Da Li?

Li Guoguo's son, Li Taibai, was still leaning on the edge of the bed, his mouth was open, and his arrogance was extreme.

After hearing this, Li Wenyuan looked at his parents and shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said: Taibai, do you know what kind of cultivation realm Qi Heshan, the lord of Western Qi, is?

Besides, how could a man like him kill only sixty-nine people before he died?

The Lord of Western Qi has just entered the Dao, how can he be Nanzhang's opponent, just look at Li Taibai's appearance at the moment is more domineering than his talent.

Too white, you kid...... Li Wenyuan looked at his son who couldn't beat, scold, and could only spoil him, smiled helplessly, and shook his head again.

Then according to your words, your grandfather Ji is only half of the Dao realm, but he is not even as good as meagre?

As soon as these words came out, Li Taibai, who was still hanging, suddenly straightened his waist and sat upright, his eyes suddenly became extremely bright.

How can the Lord of Xiqi and Grandfather Ji be compared.

The person I admire the most in my life is Grandfather Ji,... There is also your father, just look at what Li Taibai just said, and suddenly opened his mouth again as if he thought of something, and muttered an additional sentence.

As soon as he heard that his son who was not in Jiao'er Lang was talking, Li Wenyuan grinned and said slightly: Even if you have a conscience, if you just want to say that you only admire your grandfather Ji in this life, your father will definitely punish you heavily.

But to be honest, the old-timers in that season were indeed different from ordinary people, although the cultivation of the father's realm was slightly higher, but they didn't dare to be completely sure of winning.

A simple move to learn from the father may win, but if it is replaced by life and death, the father will lose!

Now when I think about this good relationship with Ji Lao's predecessors, it is that nine years ago, you suddenly came to your father and said that you want to get out of the gate of my Da Li, step out of the realm of my Da Li, and travel to the countries of the mainland.

Don't you know how surprised your father was at that time, how old you were then?

Sixteen years old, although the mainland was peaceful and peaceful at that time, and the countries were good, but who could rest assured that a child would go out to travel?

But I didn't expect that you, this kid, would sneak away in the dead of night when his father was in retreat and cultivating to seal all perceptions of the outside world.

I don't know what my Da Li's guards were doing at that time, and they were able to let the hairy boy walk out of my Da Li's country without them knowing.

When his father woke up and realized it, he was furious and sent all the guards that night to the prison, and then hastily left the country alone despite all opposition.

After you left my Da Li, you went all the way in an uncertain direction, traveled through the mountains of the Quartet, and happened to pass through the land of the North Season, my Da Li and the North Season intersected well, but there is no need to worry too much.

But the climate in the northern season is different, my big Li has been warm and cold like spring all year round, with snow all over the sky, and the eyes are blank.

For you who had just opened your spiritual veins at that time and knew a little about cultivation, it was so cold to your heart that you were wearing light clothes and thin clothes.

But you still walked forward, never left, walked all over the vastness, saw you like this, my father was a little surprised.

However, in this snowy sky, your persistence made you meet the old-timers for the first time, and met the old-timers of that season, the little grandson Jiji.

Speaking of this, Li Wenyuan suddenly stopped speaking and retracted his memory.

Shaking his head, he muttered softly: It's a bit far away.

Then he turned his head to look at Li Taibai, who was also in a trance, and continued the topic before this episode with a dry cough: Taibai, if you don't enter the Dao for a day, then you will never know what earth-shaking changes will happen if the monk breaks through the Lingtai realm at the end of the Triple Heaven and takes that step into the Dao.

The time for Qi He Mountain, the lord of the Western Qi, to enter the Dao realm is not short, although it is a fantasy to fight the power of a country alone with his own strength.

It's like an ant, although it is small, but if there are thousands, no one can do it, then there is no fear in the heart.

But..........

Father... Suddenly, before Li Wenyuan finished speaking, his son Li Taibai did not have the lazy and domineering appearance before, and the excitement when he heard Ji Wutian, but frowned, and his eyes were like torches to interrupt his words.

Just now, you wondered how the lord of Western Qi would only kill sixty-nine people in Nanzhang after fighting to the death, and now "although one person is the enemy of one country, the Arabian Nights is fantastic, if there are thousands of ants, no one can be afraid."

Father's words....... When he said this, this Li Guo, who seemed to be not afraid of heaven and earth, paused slightly, glanced at Li Wenyuan, and saw that he didn't think of it, but then said: "It's really a bit of a contradiction between the top and bottom."