Chapter 9: The Teahouse Talks About the World
Ten years ago, Hong Xinghai was not called Hong Xinghai, and ten years ago he was named Mu Qingfeng.
At that time, the Mu family was infinitely beautiful, and the man on the top was called Mu Chengyan.
Hong Xinghai was born in a poor family, his father, Mu Chengyan, has a body of martial arts, but he has nowhere to show it, just carrying a hoe to the ground every day, complaining that the sky has no eyes. Then he went home with a hoe, bragged with his son, and slept until dawn. The boring life is repeated every day and every night. Until a man named Shen Yanfu broke the silence and peace of the original family.
Hong Xinghai still remembers that day a man riding a horse and wearing armor led dozens of people into his house, and talked with his father for half a pillar of incense, and his father took him and his indecisive mother to join the army resolutely.
It can be said that Hong Xinghai grew up in the military camp since he was a child.
Because of his bravery, Mu Chengyan has repeatedly performed miraculous feats. At that time, the evil marshal who had just been promoted to general no longer resisted, and Mu Chengyan resolutely took on the heavy responsibility of resisting. The military flag in Mu Chengyan's hand has never fallen, even if it is a fiasco, Mu Chengyan has always defended the military flag in his hand with his life, for him, the military flag is not only his dignity, but also his life.
Mu Qinghuan was born in the military, and the day she was born was the first day of Mu Chengyan's resistance.
After the establishment of Great Qin, Hong Xinghai devoted himself to the pursuit of martial arts, and happened to have the guidance of a good teacher, and the speed of his realm ascension was staggering. Mu Chengyan saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. The young Hong Xinghai was already covered with injuries, but in exchange for a solid martial arts cultivation.
Comfort and harmony have lasted for five years, and in the past five years, Hong Xinghai has grown into a generation of famous heroes. When the road is uneven, you have to fight unevenly, so it has a very good reputation. Until he learned that his father had been plotting a rebellion for years. Because he was polished in the military camp at a young age, Hong Xinghai knew the price of failure.
Hong Xinghai has always pretended not to know, until the current prime minister Sun Yi found him, Sun Yi told him that soon after, the poisonous handsome will go out in person, and now he can only choose to kill his parents to protect his eight-year-old sister for Qiang, or the whole family will die under the hooves of the poisonous handsome.
The young Hong Xinghai made the most difficult choice - to kill his parents.
On that night ten years ago, Hong Xinghai chose to make a move, and when his sword passed through his father's chest, he saw his father and laughed again. It was a heartfelt laugh, a laugh without a single stain.
He saved his young sister.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the rest of the henchmen, he had to abandon his sister. Let her suffer alone and survive secretly, it is better to die prematurely.
He never mentioned it to his sister, nor did he have the opportunity to mention it. He had hoped that when he saw his sister again, she would stab him in the chest with a sword. But she didn't, and her indifference hit him harder.
In the past ten years, he established the Drunken Immortal Building and changed his name to Hong Xinghai, just to forget that memory.
The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.
He didn't know why he wanted to go to Li Banting to ask for the sword, maybe he wanted to die under Li Banting's sword, or maybe he wanted to pursue the limit of martial arts. But now that he sees his sister sad all night for herself, everything seems insignificant.
Hong Xinghai secretly made an oath that if anyone laughed at her again, he would be slaughtered all over the house, and if anyone hurt him again, he would be crushed to ashes. He couldn't do it at the beginning, but now he has to do everything he can, this is the only thing he can do as an elder brother.
On this night, people saw Hong Xinghai, the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building, asking the sky
I asked why the sky came to life
Second, ask where the universe comes from
Three questions about the immortals who have ever taken pity on the world
Fourth, ask the immortals to have sorrow and joy
Five questions about whether the world spends the full moon
Six ask the lover, but the love is stronger than gold
Seven questions about life and death, what should be the pain and joy
The Minute Repeater responded as nonsense
Nine questions about heaven and earth are Gu Ying's self-pity
Later, it was rumored that Hong Xinghai asked the sky at night and asked a congenital.
Shen Changgui took out his sword and collected his sword in a few days, and now he could already cut the stake into a wood chip as thin as a cicada's wings, and the rapid progress shocked the poisonous handsome.
Shen Changgui obeyed the poisonous commander, and no longer practiced the sword and retracted the sword, but turned to practice the direct stabbing and flat wipe required by the poisonous commander. Although these two actions are simple, they are often the most difficult than the simplest. Li Banting has the potential to open the mountain with a flat wipe, ordinary people can't even talk about the stability of the sword, and the momentum of opening the mountain is even more nonsense.
"Chang Gui, in a few days there will be a thousand sects, you can always learn a thing or two when you go to see it. Which chick will you fall in love with, and you can hold the beauty. Wouldn't it be beautiful to kill two birds with one stone? Poison Shuai looked at his righteous son, who was a prince at a young age and had a delicate skin, but rarely heard rumors of him playing with flowers. The reason for this is that the poisonous handsome also understands, and he just jokes about his own righteous son.
Shen Changgui's cheeks turned red. You can only divert from the topic.
"Then the Thousand Sects, isn't it just that some major sects are not in the stream to compare and compare?"
Poison Shuai smiled. "It used to be natural, but even those who are not good will benefit you a lot. This time, Huang Changling Liulong appeared, Li Banting took out his sword, and the rivers and lakes were no longer lifeless a few years ago. I heard that Huang Changling has already descended from the Liuyun Sect, and most of those sect masters will also have a try in this Thousand Sect Meeting. It's better to see than not to go. ”
Shen Changgui nodded.
"That Mu Qinghuan is also going to come forward to dance. However, Mu Qinghuan is Hong Xinghai's own sister, you have to win her heart. Your current strength, Hong Xinghai can't look down on it at all. Fortunately, Hong Xinghai is not a person with low eyes, and he will not be harsh on you, but you have to rely on your own hardness to strike iron, and you know what to do. ”
When Shen Changgui heard these words, his already red cheeks were like Hua Dan Xiaosheng who had been splashed with gouache. He didn't expect his father-in-law to even know about this kind of thing, and he was speechless for a while.
Seeing this, the poisonous commander coughed. "This Thousand Sects Meeting, I expect that the major sect masters will come forward, Gu Yuanzhong's guy doesn't have to learn his domineering sword, it's vain, I can't look down on it. If it is Huang Changling, Hong Xinghai and the two of them should remember to carefully look at the moves of the two, except for these two, He Shengxiao's sword is too ethereal, and it is impractical to learn. The other cranes and cranes of the scattered people are also worth your study. If the Yin Yang Pavilion is a person, the five gods of the wind, flowers, snow, moon, and birds all have their own magical powers, and it is also worth your appreciation. By the way, the blood red of the Poison Sect should be paid special attention to. ”
Shen Changgui frowned, "Is Yin Xuehong's strength very strong?"
The poisonous handsome gave him a disdainful look. "Naturally not. ”
"That's why you should pay attention to her. Shen Changgui looked puzzled.
"Because, she is a beautiful woman like no other in the world. ”
Meanwhile. Gu Yuanzhong of the Sword Sect carefully selected ten people and got up and rushed to the imperial capital.
He Shengxiao of the Forgotten Immortal Pavilion passed the book to the Forgotten Immortal Pavilion, and he would rush to the imperial capital with Huang Changling in seven days, so that the Forgotten Immortal Pavilion would select seven people to join him.
The ghost sect and the ghost chonglou rode the horse and went to the imperial capital alone.
Poison Sect Yin Xuehong rushed to the imperial capital with two major hair care.
Huang Changling of the Liuyun Sect and four of the five scattered people came out together, and only the jade-faced Fang Liu guarded the sect.
Drunken Immortal Tower, Hong Xinghai, has long been waiting for good news from the major sects in the imperial capital.
As for the Yin Yang Pavilion, the five gods received a message from the Western Emperor. Donghuang Taiyi personally went to the Thousand Sect Society.
In a teahouse outside the imperial capital, an old man in ragged clothes drank the little rice wine left in the pot. Sitting opposite him was an old man in a black robe, two old men
Radiant, not at all like an old man in his old age. The ragged old man took a sip of the rice wine in his glass.
"What kind of Thousand Sects are you involved in this old man, is there no one in the Yin Yang Pavilion?"
The old man in black behaved elegantly and gently picked up the wine glass in front of him. Look carefully at the cloudy rice wine in the cup. "Wine is a thing, to see the color, the top grade rice wine should be slightly yellow, and the color of the wine is translucent and can be seen at the bottom of the glass. This cup of rice wine is very turbid and too dark in color, which is really inferior......"
"Lao Tzu asked you about the Qianzong Society, what kind of wine and yellow are you talking to me, you can drink it, you can drink it, what do you do so much, you calculate this and calculate that all your life, don't you get tired of living. With that, the old man in rags drank the wine from the jug. "If you don't like this wine, I'll drink it all, and there's a lot of. ”
The old man in black slowly lowered the wine glass in his hand. "I am the way of heaven, the world is for my use, every move is expected by me, and everyone is my pawn. This is a feeling that you don't know as a martial artist. The old man in black smiled contemptuously, full of disdain.
"I, how can there be any heaven that is not heavenly, you say that the heavens are tribulation, and the dead people are said to be punished by heaven, Lao Tzu has never believed in the heavens, nor has he been afraid of the earth. What immortals and Buddhas, what gods and demons are, if you don't accept it, you will find Lao Tzu to fight, and Lao Tzu will tell them with a sword whether there is one. The old man in rags was quite vulgar and domineering, in stark contrast to the elegance of the old man in black.
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, Shen Yanfu became the emperor, Huang Changling Liulong was born, and Hong Xinghai was born with my own hands. The general trend of the world is under my control, as long as I want, I can stir this peaceful and prosperous world into a mess. As for you, Li Banting, it is the first time I have seen such a person who goes against the sky, so I am willing to sit down with you and talk to you, and regard you as my only confidant in this world. Qu Gao is always a widow, and you know this. ”
The ragged old man sneered. "I know a fart, they all say that the world is ten points of qi in your hands, you are really so capable, aren't you afraid that I will break your seven points of qi with a sword. ”
"You'll do it sooner or later. ”
"When?"
"Before death. ”
"Why should I cut off your qima?"
"For one person. ”
"Who?"
"I can't say. ”
"Phew. The old man in rags got up angrily. "What kind of demons all day long, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this. That's it, I can't talk to you, I'm leaving. ”
The old man in black smiled. "A thousand sects will meet. ”
The old man glanced back, snorted very disdainfully, and left in style. The tattered clothes swayed in the cold wind.