Chapter 12: Goodbye Linghu Chong
A year's time, for Zhuo Ao, who is immersed in cultivation and comprehension of the world, is almost a blink of an eye, this year, he and Ren Tingting have almost traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, under the washing of this nature, the realm is becoming more and more empty, even if there is no systematic reminder, Zhuo Ao gradually feels that the layer of separation that binds him, the innate barrier, is also a life and death barrier for cultivators, as long as it passes, not only the strength will soar, but also Shouyuan will rise sharply, but if you can't pass, you will be trapped in this bottleneck, It's hard to make an inch in your life.
Strength and agility are both perfect, and they have the qualifications to win the innate championship, but Zhuo Ao is not in a hurry, breaking through the innate is a kind of consumption of their own potential, the breakthrough is okay, if you can't break through, it will cause huge losses to yourself, if you want to break through the innate again, you have to re-charge your strength, and now there is still a big difference between the breakthrough and the breakthrough after the completion of all attributes.
Outside the capital, looking at the quaint and magnificent city, Zhuo Ao had a look of expectation in his eyes, only hoping that Dongfang would not let him down.
In a year's time, there were not many breakthroughs, but he controlled the power of the spear master, although he had been prepared, he was still a little disappointed.
Naturally, he can also drag it out, but he can't afford to delay it.
In a year's time, Ren Tingting has not changed at all, she still looks like a flower, and herself, Zhuo Ao, can already begin to feel the aging of her body, although this magnitude is not large, but she can still clearly feel that this world can provide him with little help, and he needs to find new opportunities.
"Husband, is this the capital of the Ming Dynasty? It's so prosperous. Ren Tingting was like a little lark, happily surrounding Zhuo Ao, and seeing everything felt very novel.
Although in terms of age, it is regarded as a later generation and has also been influenced by Western culture, but in terms of humanities, China in the early Republic of China still has strong traces of Qing court enslavement, and on the whole, the Han people in that period did not have the self-confidence and honor of the Celestial Empire in the overall feeling, and as the capital of a country, it is naturally far from being comparable to a provincial capital.
Zhuo Ao smiled and watched Ren Tingting happily wander among the hawkers, but his eyes swept over the surrounding crowd, and he could clearly feel that there were many people in the rivers and lakes in the past.
Tomorrow is the night of the full moon, and it is also the day of his undefeated agreement with the East, in the past year, after the Sun and Moon Divine Sect spared no effort to publicize, the news that the two leaders of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect are about to fight a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City has long been known to the world, and people from all over the world have rushed from all over the world in order to be able to see this magnificent battle.
In less than an hour, Zhuo Ao saw the figures of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Qingcheng, Emei and even Shaolin and Wudang disciples.
"Tingting, stop playing, find an inn to stay in first." Zhuo Ao beckoned, and with Ren Tingting, who was full of interest, he found an inn at random.
"Objective, I'm sorry, there are too many people who have come to stay in the hotel recently, and the small store is full, you ...... Ask somewhere else? The innkeeper looked at Zhuo Ao apologetically.
"Then let them give way." Zhuo Ao put a gold ingot on the counter, and his fingertips were slightly forced, and the gold ingots strangely sank halfway.
"Objective, uncle......" The shopkeeper's legs were weak, and he knelt down with a puff: "It's not that the small ones don't want to, but the people who stay here are either rich or expensive, otherwise, they are high-rollers like the uncle, and the small one can't afford to offend!" β
"Husband, forget it." Ren Tingting pulled La Zhuoao's sleeve and couldn't bear to say.
Zhuo Ao nodded, he still underestimated the attraction of this battle for the first place in the world for martial arts people, all the inns in the capital were basically full half a month ago.
"Help me inquire if there is anyone selling houses in this capital, if so, money is not a problem." Zhuo Ao looked at the shopkeeper: "It's done, this ingot of gold is yours." β
For money, Zhuo Ao has never taken it seriously, in his space, there are thousands of taels of gold sent by the waning moon when he left the Black Wood Cliff, and if necessary, he doesn't mind returning to the local tyrant.
"Yes, yes, uncle, don't worry, the little one knows that a family needs to be sold, so I'll contact you." The shopkeeper nodded busily, just watching the competition, no sect would buy a house in the capital because of this.
Xiao Er's work efficiency is good, or under the effect of money, Zhuo Ao and Ren Tingting just ordered a table of dishes, Xiao Er brought the head of the household directly, he is a down-and-out wealthy family, his family is in the middle of the road, and he can't continue to make a living in the capital, so he sells his property and is ready to go to other places to find another way.
A small manor, being able to have your own manor in a place like the capital, used to be considered rich and expensive, and finally sold at the price of one hundred taels of gold, and the manor should be fully furnished, and you can move in on the same day.
"Little second brother, is there really no vacancy? It doesn't matter if it's a firewood room, just give us a place to stay. "I was full of wine and food, and I was about to leave, when I heard a familiar voice.
"Go, go, the room was rented out half a month ago, even if it's a firewood room, where can I find a vacant room for you to live in?" The shopkeeper waved impatiently.
"Husband, it's Linghu Chong." Ren Tingting's eyes were sharp, and she recognized the down-and-out man at a glance.
"Hmm." Zhuo Ao nodded, and walked in the direction of Ling Hu Chong with Ren Tingting.
"Senior brother, let's go." Yue Lingshan's face was thin, and she couldn't stand the yin and yang weirdness of the shopkeeper, so she pulled Ling Hu Chong's sleeve.
"Alas!" Ling Hu Chong sighed helplessly, and was about to leave, but there was already an additional figure in front of him.
"I haven't seen you for three years, but I didn't expect that the descendant of the Nine Swords would be so down." Looking at Ling Hu Chong, Zhuo Ao sighed and said: "Come with me, I just bought a Zhuangzi, I haven't moved in yet, tonight, I will be with us for one night." β
Ling Hu Chong looked at Zhuo Ao with complicated eyes, nodded silently, and left with Zhuo Ao.
The manor is not far from the inn, Zhuo Ao took Ling Hu Chong and visited it under the greeting of the owner of the manor, which was completely clear.
"He is worthy of being the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect." Ling Hu Chong shook his head and smiled bitterly, took the wine jar handed by Zhuo Ao, and drank it all.
"How are the days of retirement?" Zhuo Ao didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, no martial arts, how many of these things do you have?" β
Ling Hu Chong was silent when he heard this, in the past three years, the days have indeed not been as carefree as he thought before, there are no disputes in the rivers and lakes, but he has to run around for three meals a day all day, numb and repetitive, for his dissolute personality, he misses the previous days even more.
"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself, your thoughts are too naΓ―ve, one day is a person in the rivers and lakes, and a lifetime is, especially for people like you who are useless except for martial arts." Looking at the silent Ling Hu Chong, Zhuo Ao sneered.
"Dongfang, really not dead?" Ling Hu Chong didn't answer, and asked instead.
"I saved it." Zhuo Ao nodded, looking at Ling Hu Chong's eyes, there was always a feeling of discomfort, obviously, Ling Hu Chong was still unforgettable for the undefeated East in his heart!
didn't ask why, this result was undoubtedly the best for Ling Hu Chong, and after a long time, Ling Hu Chong muttered: "The first in the world, is it really so important to you?" β
"Only when people have a goal, will they continue to strive bravely, what is the meaning of life without a goal? Three years ago, you and I were only in the middle, but now? Zhuo Ao looked at Ling Hu Chong and sneered: "Dugu Nine Swords Heir, now you, but I don't even have the interest to do it." β
In the past three years, Ling Hu Chong has been busy making a living, and his martial arts cannot be said to be regressive, but at least, in Ling Hu Chong, Zhuo Ao has found it difficult to feel the feeling of meeting an opponent in chess three years ago.
When Linghu Chong heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, there was nothing to say, from the moment he saw Zhuo Ao again, he had already felt that the gap between himself and Zhuo Ao, Zhuo Ao was not interested in doing it, and he, in the face of Zhuo Ao, couldn't even raise the idea of doing it, this feeling was more victorious than three years ago, facing the East Undefeated.
"Maybe." Ling Hu Chong sighed: "I'll say I'm sorry to him." β
"If you want to say it yourself, I don't bother to care about the grievances and grievances between you." Zhuo Ao got up and went back to the house, tomorrow he will face the undefeated East, he needs to adjust his condition to the best.
Looking at Zhuo Ao's back, Ling Hu Chong smiled bitterly, shook his head, and continued to pour wine.