"Little nephew Lu Yun, say hello to the second uncle." Lu Yun saluted very respectfully.

"Nephew sit down, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Although he didn't close his eyes for almost a night, Lu Xia was full of energy, his eyes were shining, and he was even a little excited. He beckoned Lu Yun to sit down, and instructed the housekeeper to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks: "Come, make do with your uncle to eat a little." ”

"I've eaten it before I came." Lu Yun shook his head with a solemn expression.

"Really?" Lu Xia glanced at his face, couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand to let the housekeeper go out too.

After the housekeeper went out, he closed the door, and there were only two people left in the hall, Lu Yun and Lu Xia.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Lu Xia has been in charge of the rope hall for more than ten years, and has seen a lot of strange things, and has already practiced the ability to change color before the collapse of Mount Tai.

"Back to the second uncle. After my father came home last night, he suddenly realized, "I heard Lu Yun reply softly: "I went into retreat." ”

"Retreat?" Lu Xia was dumbfounded when he heard this, and the mouthful of porridge he had just drunk almost sprayed on Lu Yun's face.

"Yes." Lu Yun nodded solemnly and continued: "Before the retreat, let me tell a few uncles that the agreed matter will be put aside for the time being, and everything will be talked about when he leaves the customs." ”

"This ......" Lu Xia put down the porridge bowl, picked up a cloth towel and wiped his mouth carelessly, his eyes were full of doubts...... It took him a long time before he lost his voice and asked, "Your father, what kind of injury did he suffer?" ”

"No, my father hasn't fought anyone in the past six months." Lu Yun said softly: "And he said it very clearly, he has some understanding, so it should be a good thing." ”

"What realization is so important that you can't wait for it to be done?" After all, Lu Xia was still on the top of the seven feelings, and he couldn't hide his frustration: "He didn't say when he would come out?" ”

"It's three or five days, and ten or eight days." Lu Yun said cautiously.

"Okay, I see." Lu Xia couldn't help but scold his mother.

"The nephew has retired first, and he has to go to a few uncles' houses to deliver the message." Lu Yun bowed and saluted.

"Go ahead." Lu Xia was full of enthusiasm and was doused with a basin of cold water without a trace.

"Yes, my nephew has retired." Lu Yun lowered his head and retreated.

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Yes, the main man has retreated, and there is no need to rush out now.

Lu Xia couldn't still eat breakfast, put down the dishes and chopsticks and locked himself in the study, wanting to be quiet alone for a while.

In less than half an hour, Lu Pang got the letter and came over angrily.

Pushing open the door of the study suddenly, Lu Pang complained loudly as he strode inside: "Tell me, tell me, is this a human affair?" Everyone looked up to him and wanted to support him on stage, but he became a deserter! ”

"You keep it quiet, do you have to let the whole world know?" Lu Xia glanced at Lu Pong, got up and closed the door of the study.

"I can't keep my voice down! I don't have such a good cultivation as your second brother, I want to scold my mother now! Lu Pang was angry and spun around in the study, like a hungry wolf trapped. You say that he is a ground-level grandmaster, what is there to retreat? If he can become a great grandmaster, let alone ten days and eight days, he will be closed for a year! I also approve of it with both hands, and I can bring him food every day! ”

Lu Pang was also angry, sarcastically saying that Lu Xinlai was bitter and mean, and what he said was very unpleasant.

"Okay, what's the use of you yelling at me?" Lu Xia smiled bitterly and comforted Lu Pong: "Lu Xin has always been old-fashioned and serious, and there must be a reason why he suddenly made such a decision this time." ”

"What is the reason?" Lu Pang hugged his arms and sat down on the desk angrily. "Is he really going to make the cut?"

"How is that possible?" Lu Xia shook his head, in his opinion, Lu Xin did this, it was possible for any reason, but there was no such possibility. "Great Grandmaster, is it something that ordinary people can hope for?"

It is often said in the world that there are also high and low levels among great masters. is like Zhang Xuanyi and Sun Yuanlang, who are amazing and unparalleled geniuses. And Wei Yang and Xie Ding, the great masters whose reputation is not obvious and whose strength is far inferior to Zhang Xuanyi, are much more mediocre in qualifications.

In this regard, Lu Xia just wants to say, phew! Summer insects are unspeakable...... But whoever can open up the eight veins and twelve canons of the whole body and become a great master of the Heavenly Rank, which one is not a once-in-a-century genius who has no match? In other words, as long as you are not such a rare genius in the world, even if you have practiced hard all your life, you will not be able to overcome that hurdle and become a great grandmaster!

Otherwise, with tens of thousands of disciples, why is there only one great master of Lu Xian in the present generation? Could it be that except for Lu Xian, the rest of the men in Lu Valve only know how to eat wine bags and rice bags waiting for death? Apparently this is not the case......

In fact, on the contrary, I don't know how many people practice harder than the great masters, and they have to work hard, but they have no choice but to lack the talent and opportunity, and when they practice until they are sixty years old, their blood and qi fail, and their bodies begin to decline, and they can still only sigh with admiration......

is like Lu Xia himself, he was also born in the second class back then, and he was awarded the title of second-class official, so he is naturally a rare genius among his peers. But from the age of eight to the age of forty-four this year, he has been practicing hard day and night for 36 years, even during the Chinese New Year.

As a result, he was stuck at the peak of the ground level for nearly ten years, and there was still no hope of advancement.

Therefore, the truth of the way to practice martial arts is that hard work can only determine the lower limit of a martial artist, and the upper limit of a martial artist is determined by talent...... In fact, the elders of each valve knew that if there were any children in the clan who could advance to the Heavenly Rank, they would definitely have opened up the Eight Veins and the Twelve Righteous Scriptures when they were young, and they would not wait until they were thirty or forty years old.

In fact, not to mention the Heaven-Rank Grand Master, even if you want to become an Earth-Rank Grandmaster, you have to rely on talent! All those who can become earth-level grandmasters in the end are also geniuses who are one in a million!

It's just that this truth is too cruel, and the elders are afraid that after the younger generations will know about it, they will start to give up on themselves early, so they have not only refused to admit it, but have also unanimously declared, the spirit of water drops and stone piercing, rope sawing and wood breaking.

Lu Xia never realized that there was anything wrong with this kind of white lie. But a lie is a lie, and it can never be true!

Everyone is a brother who grew up together, and they know each other's roots. Lu Xia knew very well that Lu Xin's talent was not as good as his own, otherwise he would not have broken through to the ground level in his thirties. And Lu Xia became an earth-level grandmaster when he was in his early twenties. He had already given up on the idea of qualifying. Lu Xin wants to advance, so naturally he is even more foolish......

This is also the reason why the deacons will be particularly angry about the promise of the old lord - Lu Shang said that whoever can become the great master is the next lord lord. But among the 'people' generation, no one has any hope of promotion. This is tantamount to depriving them of the hope of relying on no one and directly becoming the owner of the valve.

In this case, whoever wants to be the owner of the valve can only compete for Lu Shang, so that he can take over when he is old enough to be the owner of the valve.

But the old lord didn't expect that the deacons had run out of patience by him, and they couldn't help but grab power......