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Chapter 859: My Son, I'll Save It

What is the purpose of the practice?

Get stronger

This is the fundamental purpose, and as for the purpose of glory and wealth, revenge and so on, it is a derivative thing, and the most fundamental purpose is to become stronger. Cultivation can turn an ordinary person into a strong person, and when the cultivation reaches a certain level, even in the face of the powerful, he can ignore his identity.

When people can't practice yet, there is only one way for people from poor families to become masters, and that is to enter the office. However, the door for the children of the poor to enter the office was never big, and it was not even fully opened, but it was just a hidden crack in the door that the emperor wanted to make himself look better.

From the text, how many champions have been from a poor family throughout the ages? Even if there were, how many ended up squeezing into the court?

From martial arts, one will succeed in ten thousand bones, but in fact, eight or nine times out of ten that one will be a child of a famous family, and a person from a poor family is only that ten thousand bones are dry.

And since more than 1,000 years ago, when people began to practice, it opened another door for the children of the poor family. There are high and low births, but people's physique is not divided into high and low. The children of the powerful families have a good physique that can cultivate, and there are also children from the poor families. It seems like this is fairer than taking the test......

In fact, it is not necessarily the case, people with the same cultivation talent are from poor families and families, and the level of their final achievements in cultivation is actually mostly different. The children of the aristocracy and those with cultivation talent have been sent to the famous families since they were young, and those who are high and powerful can even invite great cultivators to teach at home, while the children of the poor families still rely on their own hard struggles.

Mu Xianjun is the former.

He is indeed very talented, and he showed this talent at a very young age, so Mu Guangling sent him to Penglai Sect, which is not the most famous but definitely the most powerful in Eastern Xinjiang, as soon as possible. At that time, Su Yang was not yet in charge, and even Mu Guangling sighed at the cultivation of the previous generation of masters.

But what Mu Guangling didn't expect was that the previous generation of the Penglai Sect was a person who really had no desires and no desires, so in the first two years after Mu Xianjun was sent to the Penglai Sect, the previous generation of the head of the sect did not take care of it at all. It wasn't until after the old master sect died that Su Yang took over the Penglai Sect that Mu Xianjun began to enjoy special treatment.

Many years later, when someone mentioned this sect that was destroyed before it was carried forward, they would say that this sect was destroyed after the Taoist sect Xiang Qingniu, and some people said that it was fundamentally destroyed by Fang Jie. But in fact, after the death of the previous generation of masters, in fact, the Penglai sect has gone downhill. It seems that after Su Yang succeeded to the head of the sect, the strength of the sect has been greatly enhanced, with 800 disciples, and they have the help of Mu Mansion. It seems that it is not far from Guangda, and in fact, in terms of cultivation, the strength of Penglai Sect has fallen through more than one big realm.

Su Yang's skills are much worse than those of the previous generation of masters. No matter how talented Mu Xianjun is, what he learned from Su Yang is a little limited after all.

After returning to Mu Mansion from Penglai Sect, Mu Guangling had a long talk with Mu Xianjun, and what he was worried about was that Mu Xianjun grew up in such a smooth environment and was bumped into the sky, and he couldn't withstand setbacks. At the beginning, he sent Mu Xianjun to Penglai Sect, precisely because the cultivation of the previous generation of masters was amazing and he didn't care about Mu Xianjun's identity, which was very beneficial to Mu Xianjun's growth.

But after the old master died, Mu Guangling hoped that the kind of tempering that Mu Xianjun had endured was gone.

A person is talented, well-born, handsome, and responds to every call, and then is praised for his high ...... In fact, no matter which dynasty, seven or eight out of ten such people are abolished.

Cultivators make themselves stronger, and they can also endure injuries that ordinary people can't endure.

But at this time, Mu Xianjun was obviously on the verge of collapse.

The right arm was gone, and although the wound was frozen by Fang Jie's physical strength, the pain was really unbearable. When he struggled to stand up, he happened to see Su Yang being cut by something, and Mu Xianjun felt that his heart was half dead. Then he didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, and subconsciously looked at the beautiful woman, and found that she had gotten up from the recliner and stretched her waist with her curves exposed, and those beautiful eyes were still not looking at him, but Fang Jie.

Now Mu Xianjun's state of mind should boil down to a self-righteous successful person being trampled on by another successful person beyond recognition.

"Kill me!"

He roared like a beast, his eyes red.

"No"

Fang Jie, who walked in front of him, shook his head: "I won't kill you, with you in my hands, I can leave Dongjiang smoothly." ”

Mu Xianjun bit his lip, and suddenly raised his left hand to insert it into his heart, but when his fingers had already touched his clothes, he was grabbed by Fang Jie, according to reason, the time it took him to raise his hand should be much shorter than the time Fang Xie came over, but it was still not as fast as Fang Jie.

With a bang, Fang Xie smashed a circle on Mu Xianjun's lower abdomen, and Mu Xianjun's body flew backwards like a folded shrimp and slammed into the wall.

A force of Jin Rui rushed into Mu Xianjun's dantian qi sea, breaking through the qi sea in an instant.

The dantian was still there, but all the internal strength was shattered by Fang Jie's Jin Rui power.

"Today's ......"

Mu Xianjun gritted his teeth and sat up against the wall, blood dripping out of his mouth and said: "The shame you gave me, I will repay it a hundred times in the future!" ”

The hatred in his eyes was so intense and cruel.

"Don't worry."

Fang Xie walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to pick him up: "You can't wait for that day." ”

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late at night

Mu Guangling, who was asleep, suddenly woke up, he hadn't had a nightmare for many years, he didn't know why he would be so frightened by the dream, the quilt on his body was already soaked with sweat, and his clothes were sticky to his body. He reached out and took a sip from the glass of water from the table next to him, the cool water running down his throat, and the cracked and hot pain in his throat was finally relieved. He hadn't felt like this for a long time since he had practiced.

Why would you have such a terrible dream?

Mu Guangling took a deep breath, and when he was about to put the cup back, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart: "Come on, go and see if the young master is in the mansion?" ”

He had only slept for less than an hour, and the generals of the battalions below counted the number of soldiers and horses that could be mobilized today, and he had been looking at these in the first half of the night, and then drawing the offensive route with his staff in front of the map, and he had been occupied by military affairs for a whole day and a half night, and he had no idea of the stupid things his son might do.

"Hopefully nothing ......"

Mu Guangling muttered to himself, and he didn't know if it was because he was distracted or what's wrong, the cup in his hand just didn't hold it and fell down, and it shattered on the floor with a click, and the broken porcelain pieces splashed all over the ground. This crisp sound was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and Mu Guangling was actually frightened and trembled slightly.

He became more and more nervous, and hurriedly put on his clothes and strode out the door.

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"Who's that couple?"

On the carriage, Mo Ning Fat stretched his arms, and the pair of fullness on his chest was immediately outlined in a wonderful arc. Fang Xie inadvertently turned around and saw this scene, and his eyes couldn't help but be sure. Seeing him looking at his chest, Mo Ning's face turned slightly red: "Look at it again, cut off your eyes with a knife!" ”

Fang Xie smiled, and took his eyes back from the wonderful arc with great difficulty: "They are the people who travel through the world, and the strength of the goods through the world is far beyond what people can figure out, since they can run the business to such a big scale, and they still hold the handle of most of the courtiers in their hands, Sanjin Hou can still live well, one is because the original goods pass the world is something made by the Great Sui Emperor, the second is because the cultivation of the goods pass itself is very high, and the third is because there are many masters hiding in the goods pass the world." ”

"No wonder ......"

Mo Ning Grin actually forgot the dishonesty in Fang Jie's eyes in an instant, smiled and said: "To be able to make a business firm that big, it is naturally impossible to do it without some strength in your hands." It's just that I saw that woman's method was very special, and the method of killing Su Yang was not a great practice, it was a little weird, so I was curious. ”

"The goods pass the world has almost monopolized all the commerce of the Great Sui, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there are many strange people in such a huge organization. However, these two people are indeed the strangest. ”

Fang explained: "Before I came, I asked Sanjin Hou to arrange for someone to answer, and Sanjin Hou mentioned these two people. The man's name is Lian Dan, and the woman's name is Xue Mei, both of these people belong to the kind of people who have no cultivation talent but are absolutely very strong, just like a small waist, like Mr. Zhuo. ”

"Special abilities?"

Mo Ning Grin nodded: "Sometimes I really don't understand, how can the same person be so different. There are so many amazing special physiques in this world, as if they have been favored by the heavens. Even today, if it is said that a great cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm was killed by a person who does not know how to cultivate, I am afraid that few people will believe it. ”

After she sighed, she asked Fang Jie: "Didn't Sanjin Hou arrive in the front yard last night?" Why didn't you see him make a move? ”

"Because I didn't need him to make a move."

Fang explained: "It's better to have someone in the dark after all, so he still shouldn't show up." When Mu Guangling found out that his son was lost, I can imagine that feeling. We provoked a tiger that had been lying in Dongjiang for many years, and no one knew what way Mu Guangling would kill it. ”

"You provoked it, not us."

Mo Ning Grease rubbed his slender and beautiful neck like a white swan and said lazily: "When did I and you become us?" ”

Fang Xie smiled and didn't speak.

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Dongding City

1,200 iron cavalry are ready to go, this is a team that has always been very strange, they are wearing the standard armor of the Great Sui army, and they are wearing blue cloaks, but they do not carry the standard weapons of the Great Sui, they do not see the long lance on the victory hook of the war horse, and they do not carry horizontal swords on their backs.

Under the blue cloak, you can faintly see that they are carrying something like a wooden stick on their backs, because they can't look carefully because they are covered. On the waist, a short knife two feet long hung on the left, and on the right hung a deerskin sleeve with a short crooked stick stuck in it.

Mu Guangling strode out of the Guogong Mansion, turned over and jumped onto a divine horse, his face gloomy.

The old butler surnamed Zhou behind him said with some concern: "Master...... This matter is still left to the people below, it is expected that those people will not dare to do anything to the little grandfather, most of them are captured as hostages to go out of the eastern frontier, you lead the troops out of the city like this, I am afraid that it will cause speculation among the people and families of the battalions below. ”

"There's no time to bother with that."

Mu Guangling said with a cold face: "Something happened to my own son, of course I will save it!" ”

He patted the war horse: "Shanhaiguan, you personally watch, once you take it, order all battalions to assemble in Dongding City immediately, all the horses must arrive within ten days, and those who disobey the military order will be killed immediately!" ”

"Whoa"

Lao Zhou answered, looking at the anger on Grandpa Guo's face, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

It's been many, many years since I saw such a strong and tyrannical anger on the face of this grandfather of the kind country who was called a true gentleman. Lao Zhou felt a little chill in his heart and didn't dare to take a second look.