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"Young people, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss...... Ahem, you kid still forget it. Old man, I can't count your fate, but the saying that suffering is a blessing is vividly reflected in you. That's it, don't gossip, the old man is still in a hurry to go to the Tartar Palace for a banquet, is this little monk?"

The old man suddenly turned to perfection in the middle of his words, which scared this ascetic monk of Longjue Temple, who had already obtained the true meaning of Buddhism in the world of wisdom since he was a child.

Zhang Yun scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed to say the next words.

After all, isn't it necessary to take advantage of a big advantage? How to say that it is the most appropriate, Zhang Yun really has to think about it.

"I want to attain the state of the Buddha's pupil within three days. After twisting and tangling for a long time, Zhang Yun almost didn't call Yi Jian, who had been paying attention to the side, to scold directly.

Yi Jian snorted a hundred times in his heart.

"Do you still want to succeed? The people's wisdom has not yet opened, and the season has not yet come. The old man didn't seem to care about Zhang Yun's tone, but instead said a sigh that seemed to have no beginning or end.

The smile on Zhang Yun's face was gone, but instead there was a firmness that even Yi Jian had never seen, or should I say stubbornness.

"Minzhi needs someone with a heart to open it, so I don't plan to be an emperor. ”

If this sentence is not said by Zhang Yun, if it is changed to anyone in the world, I am afraid that Yi Jian will treat that person as a madman, and it is best to give an arrogant comment.

But it was Zhang Yun who said this.

Yi Jian had personally seen the force that called Zhang Yun the mountain lord, a full 12,000 people, with a finger like an arm, superior combat power, and even better equipment to the point of being staggering.

Although Zhang Yun said that this powerful army called the "Flying Feather Dragoon" consumed almost all of his military energy and resources, and it was a team that fought and died one by one, Yi Jian still believed that as long as this team was based on the development of military strength, it was not an unattainable utopian dream to sweep the world and ascend to the throne.

If Zhang Yun said that he wanted to compete in the world, Yi Jian would really go back to Sifang Mountain to theorize with the mountain master, even if it was a big fight, he would avoid the warriors in Sifang Mountain who only knew the rivers and lakes but did not know the battlefield but longed to become human beings to jump into the abyss of war. Encountering that "Flying Feather Dragoon" on the battlefield where human lives were like mustard, especially when it was still under Zhang Yun's personal command, it was difficult for Yi Jian to imagine how many people would survive in the end in Sifang Mountain.

"It's good that you don't plan to be emperor. Yi Jian muttered to himself, and suddenly woke up again, his face full of surprise, "You don't want to help the dragon when you don't deserve it!?"

Zhang Yun's words completely made Yi Jian "adapt" to the old man's existence, but just as Yi Jian asked, the old man also cast a questioning look.

Zhang Yun was just about to speak, but the old man suddenly waved his hand and smiled: "Don't say it, I am afraid that I owe it if I don't listen to it." ”

Zhang Yun actually guessed that this senior would not listen to who he wanted to support, so that even if the last person to ascend the throne did not meet the vision of this senior, he would not run to the palace to pick up the emperor's head when he was unhappy.

It's not a good thing to be too valued, but it's a pity that you can't borrow the hands of your predecessors to take the dog head of the Tartar Emperor. Zhang Yun sighed a little in his heart, and then arched his hand and said: "The great grace of the seniors, Zhang Yun is unforgettable. ”

The old man pouted and said, "Don't pretend, we'll fight again when you're done." But don't delay too long, I probably have a few more years to live. ”

This time, it was Zhang Yun's turn to show surprise, and he rarely said in a slightly worried tone: "Senior, is it the incident you said?"

The old man nodded, but had no intention of saying any more.

Yi Jian didn't know what kind of dumb riddle the two of them were playing, but he could guess that what the old man said was only something that should have been earth-shattering, but in the end it would have happened and ended when only two or three people knew about it.

Who the hell is this old man?

The character in his mind flew around, and Yi Jian was startled, because he suddenly thought of a character who was unlikely.

Anyway, Zhang Zhenren is still alive, but his old man hasn't leaked any news! Could it be that he can?

Yi Jian didn't dare to continue thinking about it, because if it was true, it would be too shocking.

"Let me tell you a few things, I won't have a chance to see you again until you've finished your business. Your child is too stubborn, think more about your wife and children before doing things. The old man suddenly felt that he was not qualified to talk about this, so he grinned and took off the little gourd at his waist.

The stopper was pulled out, and the extremely strong aroma of wine instantly filled the space within a radius of dozens of zhang, causing Yi Jian, who rarely drank alcohol, to swallow and spat fiercely.

The old man took a sip of wine, wiped the wine stains off his beard, and then burped a comfortable wine, and then continued to speak: "The first thing, Gaoyou can hold on, on the one hand, the Wudang boy you sent will tell you that the upper and lower levels are desperately resisting, and on the other hand, the Mo family who even he doesn't know about is behind it. You must know that the Mo family has killed more than 400 elites for Gaoyou. What's ridiculous is that Zhang Shicheng is a named son of the Mo family, but he doesn't know that the Mo family who opposed his uprising has actually quietly killed him. ”

"Another thing is that Zhu Yuanzhang is a little beyond my expectations, presumably it will be a matter of time before he fights with Chen Youliang, but the two juniors of the beggar gang have now become enough to dominate one side, to be honest, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. ”

The old man raised his hand as he said and pointed at Yi Jian, and the sword intent of the Quartet Sword burst out, and he almost had to strike first.

"Don't be afraid, I only live two years longer than you, and in terms of realm, you and I are not much different. The old man saw Yi Jian's reaction, but his words didn't sound very comforting.

Believe your words, I'm afraid I don't even know how I died!Yi Jian could clearly feel the battle intent coming from Mo Xue, it was the spirit sword's unique sword intent perception, but it was also the fluctuation of the invisible qi between heaven and earth.

Zhang Yun laughed out loud, stepped forward and patted Yi Jian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I can't say the name of this senior, but I can pack the ticket and it won't hurt you." ”

Of course, Yi Jian believed Zhang Yun's words, but it was a pity that his body was a hundred times more honest than his will, that is, he couldn't relax.

The old man was also happy twice, and continued: "These mysterious and mysterious places have become restless one by one, and it is half of my fault to say it. But one by one, they threw themselves into the battlefield without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and it had nothing to do with me, an old immortal. The Tianyin Sect has already fought with the big business leader in the south, and it is even more unexpected, the old man, I didn't expect the little fat man, and the other mysterious places are rare to unify their thoughts, and they want to pick up cheap, and they are in the northwest to watch the show. ”

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows.

The old man stretched out his finger and nodded at Zhang Yun, and scolded with a smile with an expression of "I know you kid didn't hold back your fart": "I know that your kid has a bad stomach, and I know that I must stir up the wind and rain when I say this." Zhu Yuanzhang, right? Let me say it first, I have been optimistic about a person in my life who is suitable for being an emperor, but he is by no means a ruthless beggar gang junior in his bones. If he is kind to the people, it will be fine, if he is like the Yuan Court again, hum, don't blame me for not giving you face when the time comes. ”

Zhang Yun laughed with him, but he didn't dare to pick up.

"You have two months left at most, tsk, I really don't know how you kid can be so happy with this kind of rushing to die? You kid has seven wives and a group of children who don't want it?" the old man then shook his head with a wry smile, "How can I be qualified to say you?"

"Seniors walk slowly. Zhang Yun bowed to the ground, and the old man and Zhishan had both disappeared during the ceremony.

(End of chapter)

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