Jiang Hao didn't expect that Liu Xiang, who killed little Jiang Hao by mistake, would come out to save the scene at this time. Seeing that he bowed down and raised the wine glass above his head with both hands, and his words were sincere, Jiang Hao decisively picked up the wine glass on the table and touched it with Liu. This move made the people present a little puzzled.

"Liu Xiang, I was also at fault for what happened at the beginning, neither of us owes anyone, you don't have to take it too seriously. "With that, suffocate the wine.

"Thank you, young master. A trace of gratitude appeared on Liu Xiang's face, and he closed his eyes tightly and drank a glass of wine.

Jiang Mengyu: "Fifth brother, who is this?"

Jiang Hao got up and hugged Liu Xiang's shoulder: "My friend, Liu Xiang." ”

As he spoke, he introduced Liu Xiang to the Jiang family brothers and sisters. I don't know if the wine is too strong or something else, after Liu Xiang drank a glass of wine, his face immediately turned red to the base of his neck.

"Dad, Jiang Hao bullied me. Zhao Mengyue came to Zhao Yuan and pretended to be aggrieved.

"Hmm"

Zhao Yuan just smiled and nodded calmly, and then stopped caring about himself. Zhao Mengyue suddenly soared into her acting skills, tears overflowed her eyes, and she sobbed softly, looking pitiful.

Before Zhao Yuan could speak, Jiang Boling on the side asked with concern, "What's wrong with Yue'er?"

Zhao Mengyue cried and said, "Jiang Hao laughed at me, I don't have a mother's pain. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuan's face instantly sank, and he looked at Jiang Boling with a frown.

The great power present also stopped talking, and his face was somewhat surprised. Everyone knows that Zhao Yuan married a woman from an ordinary family: Yu Yan. In the world of mountains and seas, which pays attention to the right people, this incident was once a good story, and many monks followed suit in order to break the secular prejudices.

After Zhao Mengyue was born, Yu Yan's health, which had always been frail and sickly, deteriorated, and even the various body-benefiting pills that Jiang Boling personally refined for her were difficult to work. In order to keep Yu Yan in the world, Zhao Yuan went to Beihai to look for the Xuanyan Ice Palace to find the rumored Xuanbing coffin.

(The Ice Palace is located beneath the North Sea, and only surfaces randomly every hundred years.) The ice in the ice palace can be forged, and it is said that it hides the method of infinitely prolonging life, and there are also countless heaven and earth spiritual treasures, attracting monks of all races to seize the treasure.

The Xuanbing coffin is one of the treasures inside, although it seems to be a chicken rib, but in Zhao Yuan's eyes, it has become a coveted treasure. If a dead person lies inside, he can protect his body with the qi of the ice inside him, and he can keep his body from being damaged for thousands of years. If it is a living person, it needs to use a secret method to seal it and put it in an ice coffin, so that it can enter a state of suspended animation, and it can also continue to live for thousands of years in disguise. ）

However, things in the world are difficult to achieve as expected, because the time has not yet come, and the secret realm has not yet been opened. With Zhao Yuan's early cultivation of the Golden Immortal, if he wanted to find the Ice Palace in the vast and deep northern sea, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. The search was fruitless, and Zhao Yuan had to drag his tired body back to Streamer City to accompany Yu Yan on the last journey of his life.

After Yu Yan left, Zhao Yuan no longer had the intention of cultivating, and borrowed wine every day to kill his depression. It wasn't until Zhao Mengyue grew up that she got better and buried that incident in her heart.

Jiang Boling knew that this Yu Yan's status in Zhao Yuan's heart was the same as Jiang Jiling's status in his own heart. immediately ordered Li Yin to summon Jiang Hao.

"Grandpa. ”

Seeing Jiang Hao smiling, as if he didn't realize his mistake, Jiang Boling immediately became serious: "Hao'er, don't apologize to Yue'er soon." ”

"Huh!?" Jiang Hao's mind was full of question marks, "Why?"

"Dad, you see he's so arrogant. Zhao Mengyue shook Zhao Yuan's arm and said aggrievedly.

"Come with me!" Jiang Boling saw that everyone was waiting to see how he would deal with it, so he put down a sentence and got up and walked towards the beach.

Looking at Jiang Boling's serious expression, anyone could guess that Jiang Hao must have made a mistake.

"Brother Meng Yu, it seems that your fifth brother is not very popular. ”

"The fifth brother has just returned to the family, and he has been staying in Fengming City before, which makes everyone laugh. Jiang Mengyu said to the followers standing beside him. It's just that this indifferent expression made Jiang Yurou a little disgusted. Even the two Jiang Fei brothers, who were originally hostile to Jiang Hao, also scoffed.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Jiang Hao turned his head and glanced at Zhao Mengyue, who was looking at him, and asked Jiang Boling.

"Hao'er, since you already know that Yue'er's mother has passed away for many years, why do you have to be sarcastic in front of so many people!?"

Jiang Hao's face was confused: "What are you talking about?"

"You kid, you're still pretending to be confused with your grandfather?"

After listening to Jiang Boling tell Zhao Mengyue's life experience, compared with what she did, Jiang Hao did not feel that this little demon girl was pitiful, but disgusted. I suddenly remembered that in my original world, there was a child who started a live broadcast on the Internet on the day his mother died.

"This kind of joke can be made casually, and being young is not an excuse, right?" Thinking of this, Jiang Hao told Jiang Boling what had happened.

"It seems that this kid has been spoiled by the long wind. Jiang Boling heard this, pondered for a moment and said to Jiang Hao: "Today, the great power of Changzhou is here, and I have to wronged you to go in and apologize to Yue'er for a while, and grandpa will tell Changfeng about it." ”

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Boling saw Jiang Hao pouting and patted him on the shoulder, his expression revealing comfort.

Back at the dinner table, taking the wine that Jiang Boling personally filled for himself, Jiang Hao raised his glass with both hands and said to Zhao Mengyue: "Fang is my fault, I beg my sister to forgive." ”

Zhao Mengyue took the wine glass, put her head to Jiang Hao's ear and whispered: "Wouldn't it be okay to respect me earlier?"

After Jiang Hao left, Jiang Boling had to find a new topic to alleviate the awkward atmosphere at this table.

In the middle of the day, the monks who were full of wine and food came to the Holy Lord Square in Pearl City under the leadership of their respective patriarchs and sect masters.

The square covers an area of hundreds of hectares, in a circular shape, and in the center stands a statue of Shennong hundreds of zhang high. The statue holds the Book of Heaven behind its back in its left hand, and carries the Todan furnace in its right hand to its chest, looking straight ahead, as if thinking about something. Around the square, twelve humanoid jade sculptures with different expressions formed a circle, looking up at the statue of Shennong. Each jade carving is dozens of zhang high, lifelike, and extraordinarily expressive.

The monks in the square were as small as ants compared to the surrounding statues.

"What a miracle!" said the monk, shocked by what he saw, and looked up in praise.

When the monks returned to their positions, Jiang Boling, who was standing under the statue of Shennong, conjured a crystal ball in his right hand, and Jiang Hao fixed his eyes and found that there were countless bright red silk threads floating in it.

Jiang Boling: "Ladies and gentlemen, three months ago, Our Lady of Jinling, Ji Hai and Fan Yin led 70,000 monks from Changzhou to the Southern Spirit Wilderness. ”

"And you are the only remaining strength of the Changzhou Martial Dao. ”

"Although this journey is difficult and dangerous, the old man believes that in order to protect this home that nurtures us, and for the sake of the next generation, you will definitely fight with the Heavenly Killing Pavilion to the end. ”

As soon as these words came out, nearly 30,000 monks in the audience knelt down on one knee under the leadership of the patriarch and the sect master, clasped their fists and shouted in unison: "Protect the homeland and fight to the end!"

"Cow batch, definitely rehearsed. Although Jiang Hao thought so in his heart, he was still a little shocked by everyone's move.

Jiang Boling motioned for everyone to get up, looked at the crystal ball in his hand and continued: "The original test caused many monks to leave the family and sect, and the old man did not regret this matter. ”

"Everyone, imagine that in the current situation of the great enemy, those who are still vainly trying to be safe, even if they cultivate to a high level, what is the use?"

"The Dao heart has been broken, and it will be difficult to become a great weapon after all. ”

"The old man even felt fortunate for the families and sects, it was precisely because of the departure of those people who were fishing in troubled waters that our fighting spirit would be more cohesive, which increased the chances of winning and lightened the burden. ”

"During the war, all of your children can go to the Soul Suppression Sect outside the city to practice, the sect master is temporarily appointed by the White Emperor Zhao Yuan, due to the special situation, the old man selected twelve monks from each sect to serve as the elders of the Soul Suppression Sect. ”

Seeing that many monks and young people of all ethnic groups in the audience had excited expressions on their faces when they heard this, Jiang Boling took a deep breath and said sonorously: "May you succeed in the battle and strengthen the majesty of Changzhou!"

The crowd shouted and shook the sky:

"The first battle is successful, and the continent is strong!"

"The first battle is successful, and the continent is strong!"

“......”

Jiang Hao had never seen such a scene in the original world, even when he was studying, there were only one or two thousand people in the school group meeting, and he was still mixed in the playground crowd at that time, and he didn't feel it at all. Standing on the stage at this moment and seeing this scene, I only felt my heart beating wildly, and my breathing was also rapid.

Outside the square, people were already surrounded by a crowd, and people looked at the statue of Emperor Yan, and the fanaticism in their eyes was not inferior to that of the tens of thousands of monks looking at Jiang Boling in the audience.

They all knew in their hearts that the years had been quiet all the time because each generation of Cheung Chau monks was carrying a heavy load.

In the world of mountains and seas, almost all races have their own beliefs. The beliefs of the human race are very mixed, and in general they are divided into the belief of the wise and the strong.

Belief of the Sages: In the history of the human race, many virtuous sages shine with eternal brilliance, and these people have had a great impact on the formation of the values and morals of the human race in later generations. Although they may not be powerful, they have one thing in common, that is, they are noble in character and help the common people.

Behind these sages, countless followers and believers worshipped and learned from them, and gradually formed the ten moral laws of "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, honesty, courage and shame", and became the foundation of the human race. The admiration and imitation of these sages is called the sage faith.

Belief of the strong: The human race is naturally very weak, and has been slaughtered by foreigners many times in the long course of history. Therefore, the human race has not lacked belief in power from ancient times to the present. They believe that strong power is something worth pursuing for a lifetime. Brave generals, powerful monks, and even wise strategists in human history have a large number of folk believers. This kind of admiration and belief in the strong is the belief of the strong.

There is a certain conflict between the belief of the wise and the strong, which is mainly reflected in the conflict of strength and morality. But for the most part, it is possible to coexist.

At the time of the unitary, everyone returned to the Drunken Immortal Building again.

The sky is not dark, a bright moon has risen on the blue sea, the sky is dancing with bursts of glow, and the scene of the sun and moon shining together shrouds a layer of quiet and peaceful atmosphere for the Pearl City.