When Di Fei stopped wandering, no one in later generations can find out for sure. People only know that from a certain year, the world found that the blood Shura, which had disappeared for many years, was secluded in a famous mountain. The bamboo fence hut is quiet, and he actually accepted a group of disciples.

Again, no one knows what his standard is for accepting disciples, some of his disciples are very good-boned, but some are stupid. Some people are from extraordinary backgrounds, but there are also people who are just children of peasant families, some people who are in distress that he rescued, and some people who are even born in evil sects, which are not tolerated by the world.

People only know that these people were just children when they worshiped under Di Fei's door. At this time, they all still have a pair of clear eyes.

In the past ten years, there have been countless people who have tried to find Di Fei, there is the young man who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, he is curious about him, there is the man who has an unforgettable hatred, he vows to take revenge, and there are also Qingtianzhuang several times to ask for a meeting, and even the owner of the village, Bai Jinghong, has been there in person, however, either there is no trace of him, or he was driven away by Di Fei's disciples.

Once, the top masters of several major rivers and lakes joined forces to break into the mountain, and it took a day and a night to go down the mountain. It's just that when they came down the mountain, all of them were colorless, and when the world asked about the things on the mountain, everyone shook their heads and didn't answer. Only one of them, when he was drunk, said uncontrollably: "That Shura's martial arts in the world have reached an incredible realm, and there is no doubt that he is the best in the world." If you want to live a few more years, don't provoke him again for anyone or anything. ”

Di Fei's disciples gradually grew up, and gradually yearned for the world under the mountain. When he saw a disciple's eyes burning with longing, Di Fei lightly sent them away, even if the other party cried bitterly and said that he wanted to accompany the master, he ignored it.

If you are young, how can you not have ambition, and how can you be willing to bury the mountains and wilderness. Now that he has no desires and no desires, he teaches people martial arts, and he no longer asks people for anything in return, and the wishes in their hearts are difficult to say, and it is inconvenient to say, so he knows that he might as well take this idea for them.

Originally, I stayed with them, not for love, not for kindness, but just to look at the eyes that belonged to the child and had not been contaminated by the red dust. After so many years, who else can be like someone in memory, even if he grows up, he still retains the clarity that only children have.

After he scolded and drove the last disciple down the mountain, he was left alone on the mountain. The form is alone, facing the rising sun, looking at the bright moon, occasionally climbing to the highest place, facing the long wind, looking up at the sky.

He didn't go down at all unless he ran out of wine in the cellar. and no longer the years of receiving disciples as companions.

His life is only left, practicing, practicing, and practicing.

He didn't know what the point was in living like this. It's like he doesn't know what death means. After such a long time, it is better to go to practice, vaguely remember, many, many years ago, there was a person who always shouted in his ear with a serious heart: "Hurry up and practice, go to the world's number one master." ”

Now, although he hasn't fought with anyone for a long time, it is estimated that the number one master in the world is about the same, but even if he is invincible in the world, what about it?

He thought that life would go on like this, simple and peaceful, until the end.

A few years later, when countless people and horses, pennants and honor guards, jade horses and golden chariots, mighty and mighty, beating gongs and drums and stationed in front of the mountain, he suddenly knew that in the past few years when his disciples have left the mountain, although he has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, he has become the center of the turmoil in the rivers and lakes over the years.

When his freshly dressed and well-dressed disciples knelt down in front of him with joy on their faces and told him about not coming, he realized that the world had changed so much when he didn't know it.

Back then, he was obviously just casual and willful, and he did not know when, but he became the favor of many people. For example, the Eighteen Southern Alliances pressed the small southern sects to breathe, and later the Thirteen Alliances of the Long River forced the men who begged for a living on the river to fight for their lives. There are many people who are similar to this, most of whom Di Fei unintentionally met and rescued them. Nowadays, these people and forces have developed a lot, and many people walk the rivers and lakes, and they directly call themselves the lackeys of the Shura Sect. Speaking of him Di Fei, they were all moved, saying that he was chivalrous and did not look forward to the report, floating back and forth, and he was really a strange person.

After his disciples descended the mountain one after another, because of the blood Shura, at the beginning, he was quite sad by the people who looked for him for revenge, as well as other famous and decent people, and gathered together to establish the Shura Sect because of negative energy, wanting to fight against the righteous path. Many small sects are not willing to be bullied by the big factions all the time, and are willing to join the whole gang. Although some sects that have received his kindness do not come to vote, they also form an alliance to deliver letters and are willing to be vassals. The couple of men and women that Di Fei saved in the Haotian Gang back then were not small. The man was originally the head disciple of the Haotian Gang and the successor of the future gang leader. The rivers and lakes are experienced, thoughtful, long-sleeved and good at dancing, and his wife is also from a family, knows medical science, and is good at administering medicine. The two of them were intolerant of the right way because of their affection, and they came to vote together. The husband assists in the operation of the church, all kinds of trivial matters, and manages the dealings with the various factions. His wife is in charge of teaching Chinese medicine. The most incredible thing is that Zhang Chuchen, a young man who Di Fei occasionally gave money to help him at the head of the building that day, is really waiting for thousands of households now. He was the champion before leaving the country, and then entered the court, and he has been operating for many years, and he has a lot of influence. Later, when he learned that Di Fei's disciples had entered the WTO and opened a gang, he secretly contacted him and secretly helped the development of gangs in the rivers and lakes with the power of the government. After leaving the country, he fought a series of battles with neighboring countries, and many of them were defeated. As a civil servant, he fought hard. In a main harmony, the last battle of the emperor was told with blood and his life. He was a scholar who personally experienced the battle of the army led by horses. During this period, Di Fei's disciples led the heroes of the rivers and lakes to secretly help each other, and miraculously won a big victory. Zhang Chuchen was enthroned for merit, entered the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and was in the limelight for a while, and secretly helped the Shura Sect with the strength of the whole country.

For example, everyone today knows that there are eight kings with the highest status in the Shura Sect, and the highest one is the Shura King, which is the original Blood Shura Di Fei. The most mysterious is the Fudo Ming King, who represents the greatest unknown power of the Shura religion. This is Zhang Chuchen, who has strong official strength behind him.

However, almost no one knew that except for Di Fei, who was not in charge of affairs at all and did not know the whole thing, and Zhang Chuchen, who was not in the sect at all, there were only six people who were really responsible for the operation of the entire Shura Sect at the highest level. Even the people within the Shura Sect are only the Taoist gods, and everything is done by the six kings, and they are just unwilling to see people.

Now Di Fei listened to his disciples, how excitedly told the ins and outs, and watched them tell how great the power is now, how many halls there are, how many rudders, how magnificent the main altar is, and how much the Shura Sect today seems to be bigger than the original Qingtianzhuang scene. He just laughed. This life is really a strange circle. That day, he spent a lot of effort to maintain his Qingtianzhuang, in order to control everyone, to use all his power, to use all means, to lure him with fame, fortune and power, so far, he doesn't want anything, but fame, fortune and power are sent to him.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the Shura Sect that belonged to him inexplicably, and only let his disciples get up, seeing that their gorgeous clothes and brocade clothes were no longer suitable for the bamboo fence hut, and sat down to drink tea for a while, and then sent everyone away.

However, he did not ask his disciples to clarify for him, or remove the name of his sect leader, now although the Shura Sect is powerful, after all, the foundation is not thick, and the various sects are eyeing him but not moving, but he is just jealous of Di Fei, and he can't really let the world know that he has long left his hands and ignored things, so that his young but too sharp disciples have become the target of public criticism. He no longer cares about any reputation, what is the value of lending his name to them.

The disciples persuaded him together, whether it was painful and weeping, whether he knelt on the ground and begged, after all, he was persuaded not to move, and he had no choice but to stop.

Di Fei still stayed alone in the mountains, looking at the moon day and night, in addition to drinking every day, he practiced exercises. If the disciples wanted to come to visit, he would also receive them. If they want to stay, they will stay for two days, and they will no longer be used to this bamboo fence in the mountains, so they will leave early.

The Shura sect sent people to make this mountain a forbidden area, and it was forbidden for idle people to go up and down at will, and he didn't care. Even if he didn't need the treasures and antiquities, famous swords and wine that his disciples often sent, he accepted them one by one. It's good to make people more comfortable, I feel that these material supplements have repaid the kindness of the master and apprentice, don't look like that group of young heroes, everyone owes him a generous kindness, let them feel more comfortable in their hearts, that is. Over the years, he has been so open-minded that he even recalled the former owner of Qingtianzhuang, and in a trance he mistook it for another person.

He, the nominal sect leader, is doing extremely leisurely, and the Shura Sect is becoming more and more prosperous and prestigious, which has nothing to do with him. Young people can't stand the temptation, and gradually soar into the sky, a little bit of prestige, the good and the bad in the sect are incomplete, occasionally some people use the prestige of the sect to do evil, and even the righteous people have begun to call the Shura Sect a demon sect, and he doesn't care about it. He is not a saint in the first place, so what does good and evil have to do with him?

The disciples asked for advice on the things in the teaching, and without waiting for him to speak, they all drove him out of the door. These frivolous strife have nothing to do with him. Everything is their own choice, so fortune and fortune naturally have nothing to do with him.

I don't remember how many years have passed, the wine in the mountain has run out again, and he walks down the mountain alone, only to find that the time-honored hotel that he has patronized for many years has changed to a new shopkeeper.

"Owner."

"Deputy Chief Zhao."

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A person's life is sometimes very simple, and it can be summed up in a few words. On the same day, the five major gangs were in trouble, and the people of Qingtianzhuang fled, as the deputy of the manager of Li who was specifically responsible for the personnel of the owner, after the director Li was killed, the deputy director of Zhao fled without a trace, and later, although the Qingtian Zhuang was re-established, he went through this life and death difficulty, and felt the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, so he simply hid among the residents, bought houses, bought land and collected rent, and lived a peaceful and happy life for many years. Recently, after passing by, he learned that the owner of the local winery was going to travel far away and was eager to get rid of the winery, so he took it down, but he did not expect to meet the old owner.

Di Fei has long lost the majesty and domineering of the past, looking at his subordinates in the past, he just smiled faintly, talked about a few words about the past, suddenly remembered an incident, and asked by the way: "I had a male pet named Ah Han, which was arranged by Manager Li, where did Manager Li find him, why did he take him into the village, does he still have relatives?" ”

He asked very casually, the young man named Ah Han had a vague face that he couldn't remember clearly, and all that was left for him was a pair of clear eyes. It's just that if he meets it, just ask, if he still has relatives in the world, maybe ...... OK......

Deputy Chief Manager Zhao was stunned: "The owner of the village, you forgot, back then, it was you who ordered Manager Li to take him into the village, you said, it was he who fished you up from the river who was seriously injured at that time, although he was born from a humble background and had a low character, but even if he has merit, he will be rewarded, so let him eat and drink in the garden." He was bought from a trafficker by a male prostitution house, and I don't know how many hands he has passed, so it is impossible to find out if he has any relatives."