Li Chengfeng and the others' plan to change to the straight train was finally put on hold again, and the Yuezhou embankment collapsed much faster than expected, especially Li Chengfeng and they had to go from north to south, which coincided with the direction of the flood raging and spreading.

From Yuezhou City to Yuanjin City, but more than 200 miles away, Li Chengfeng and others rushed from Yuezhou City to Yuanjin City, the train can not go any further, the reason is very simple, because the flood raged from the Anhe River to the vicinity, rushed into the Liao River, causing the water level of the Liao River to skyrocket, and then triggered a chain effect, the Liao River embankment collapsed, the flood was like a mountain avalanche, rolling all the way crazy to destroy the embankment, from the upstream all the way to the middle reach, only one day and one night to erode 800 miles!

In addition, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the fighting method caused the earth to crack, and the heat in the stratum drilled out of the cracks in the ground and poured into the sky, which then led to a torrential rain!

Thundered!!

An explosion of thunder rolled over, shaking Li Chengfeng in the post station with a sudden shock in his heart, and his eyebrows frowned tightly.

The pouring rain outside not only poured the entire Yuanjin City unable to raise its head, but also poured Li Chengfeng's heart depressed and heavy, as soon as he entered the city, he had already seen many refugees pouring towards Yuanjin City from all directions, full of refugees dragging their families and mouths, the whole city cried and shouted, and the shouts shook the sky.

Taishou Zhang Junming placed them all in the south of the city, not far from the straight post station where Li Chengfeng and them were, and the noisy and boiling cries, * sounds, and shouts and scolding, poured like a tide, caught in the whistling rain, endlessly.

This voice was in Li Chengfeng's ears, like a magic sound, and Li Chengfeng was restless and in pain.

If Li Chengfeng had been a person who had grown up with a golden key since he was a child, he would not care about the life or death of the people in the city, after all, how could the high-ranking gentlemen ever experience the suffering of the common people?

Their kindness is often a whim of mercy and compassion, not empathy at all.

But although Li Chengfeng is also the son of a large family, he has been crawling on the streets since he was a child, and there are countless people among these refugees that he is familiar with.

Some of them are hard-working farmers who get up early and are greedy for darkness, some are cautious small traders, some are gray-haired parents, and some are mothers who are breastfeeding with their children in their arms.

Li Chengfeng is too familiar with these people, and he knows them too well.

They may all have their own problems, some are chicken thieves and slippery citizens, some are petty gangsters who steal chickens and dogs, and their hands and feet are not clean, some are stingy, and some are mean and bitter.

But it is precisely because of these people that they work hard, get up early and stay late at night, and provide for the entire Great Qi government, the army, and their top-level cultivators.

After leaving Senior Brother He Zhu's house, He Zhu's mother made Li Chengfeng fall into deep thought.

Such a bitter, fierce and vulgar old lady has the same quality of gold: she gives all her best things to her children, and she wants nothing but that her children will get ahead, and that they will be able to return to their homeland in the future, so that she can be proud of being a mother.

She and He Zhu are just a microcosm of the entire Great Qi and the cultivation world, they sacrificed themselves and supported them, the cultivators, and they, the cultivators, ...... And what did you do?

This question just popped up from Li Chengfeng's mind, lingering in Li Chengfeng's mind like a devil.

After Qianshan Xue was defeated by Li Chengfeng and others, the bitter hatred was finally vented, and the life and death of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was finally taken away, although he was facing a new crisis and pressure, but Li Chengfeng knew that the pressure and crisis that Ma Qianli gave him this time was far from being comparable to the threat brought by Qianshan Xue before.

Because of this, he can finally take a breath and think about some problems.

If the previous practice was to protect the safety and survival of the Li family of Moon Washing, then Li Chengfeng has basically done it now, as long as he does not die himself, the Li family can sit back and relax in a short period of time.

So in the future, if the Li family of Xiyue is famous again in the world, what is the significance of his next practice?

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xiaobao, who was reading a cultivation book on the side, keenly noticed Li Chengfeng's abnormality, and he asked in a low voice.

Li Chengfeng was slightly stunned, he looked at Zhao Xiaobao, and said in a low voice: "Xiaobao, you say...... What is the meaning of spiritual practice?"

Zhao Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and Han Tianxing, who was carefully maintaining the Tianlong Sword on the other side, suddenly continued: "It's to get ahead, to glorify the ancestors!"

Li Chengfeng asked rhetorically: "You can get ahead, there are many opportunities to glorify your ancestors, you can do it one day if you become an official or an official, and even if you have the means, you can also do it when you are a rich man on the side of the rich party, why do you have to practice?"

Han Tianxing said without thinking: "Because the monk is high!"

Li Chengfeng immediately asked again, "Is the monk really high?"

Han Tianxing was stunned and said, "A first-class monk, a second-class scribe, a third-class warrior, isn't this monk a first-class noble?"

Although he was a literati in the past, Han Tianxing, who had no fame, always regarded himself as a scribe, until he became a monk in Lingshan, he changed his opinion, regarded himself as a monk, and was doubly proud of his identity.

Li Chengfeng asked rhetorically: "Then why were you bullied so badly when you were in the Zangqing Pavilion at the beginning? Is there a high-ranking nobleman like you who was bullied and couldn't survive?"

Han Tianxing was suddenly dumbfounded, speechless, and said after a while: "That's because I'm not strong enough, if I cultivate to the realm of the head one day, naturally no one will be able to bully me." ”

Li Chengfeng asked rhetorically: "Then why hasn't the head of the sect been able to ascend until now? If he ascends to the Nine Heavens, will there be immortals who are stronger than him? Will they bully him?"

This sentence made Han Tianxing suddenly awe-inspired, and he vaguely understood what Li Chengfeng meant.

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said, "In my opinion, cultivators can transcend reincarnation and jump into life and death, this is an earth-shattering scam!"

Han Tianxing and Zhao Xiaobao were dumbfounded: "How is this possible?" "What do you mean?"

Li Chengfeng sneered and asked, "Who is the most afraid of death in the world?"

Han Tianxing thought for a while and said, "The common people! The people are like sheep, timid like mice, they are most afraid of death!"

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said: "Those miserable people who are crawling in the red dust? No, they are not afraid of death! They are afraid of death because they still have hope, but once they have no hope, then they will let you know what it means that the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death? When the husband is angry, blood is splashed five steps!

Zhao Xiaobao said tentatively: "Are they those officials who are clothed in fine clothes and food?"

Li Chengfeng said: "Yes, they are afraid of death, and they are reluctant to give up their glory and wealth, but are they the people who are most afraid of death? Not necessarily! Because they know that they will all die one day! People are inherently dead, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! Isn't Lord Chu Yunchu a precedent?"

Han Tianxing thought for a moment and said, "Are we monks?"

Li Chengfeng sighed: "Yes, we are all very afraid of death, because theoretically speaking, we may all live forever one day and enjoy all the glory and wealth. However, we will also shed our blood for our ideals and beliefs, and when we meet on a narrow road, we will raise our eyebrows and draw our swords knowing that we are invincible!"

These words made Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing both have bright eyes and sharp eyes, as if they had returned to the most dangerous period of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, "fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, and fighting with people"!

Han Tianxing said: "Senior brother, I don't understand. ”

Li Chengfeng said hesitantly: "It's those great cultivators who are really high up, have surpassed reincarnation, and transcended life and death!"

Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing looked at each other in shock: "Them?"

Li Chengfeng said earnestly: "That's right, it's them! Is there a precedent in the world for great cultivators to sacrifice themselves? How can there be any great cultivators in the world who don't spare their lives? No, not a single one! The higher the great cultivators climb, the more afraid they are of death!"

Han Tianxing said in a daze: "Senior brother, what are you trying to say about this?"

Li Chengfeng looked out the window, his eyes were deep, he hesitated, and after all, he didn't say what he had thought and summarized in his heart, because he knew that these words were shocking and earth-shattering!

At this time, there was a roaring thunder outside, which instantly illuminated the night, and then a terrible voice suddenly sounded: "The embankment has burst, the embankment has burst!! The flood has entered the city!!"