That's a lot!

I can't finish the approval, I can't finish the approval at all!

The light red wooden table was already full of two large piles of folds after the instructions, but there were three piles waiting for Li Hao next to it.

Mr. Ren Feizheng, the ancestor of the hand chicken, the regent of Daxiao, and the evil traitor of the overlying emperor, has not closed his eyes for several days.

Li Hao, who had no idol baggage, changed his posture to a more comfortable position, half lying on the chair, languishing and correcting the twists and turns, and suddenly heard a shout outside:

"Sir, sir, found it! The Taoist things of Li Qiushui, the imperial concubine of Western Xia, I brought it back! ”

Yikes! It's Dugu.

Li Hao hurriedly put down his feet on the edge of the table, sat up straight, closed the open placket, and tidied it up again, before he took out the solemn expression of being a teacher, and said in a deep voice:

"Come in!"

Dressed in a black robe, Dugu pushed the door in with a bit of murderous aura, originally he was born with thin skin and tender flesh, but now it is darker, but he still has clear eyebrows.

Li Hao stood up, looked him up and down a few times, and suddenly smiled happily:

"It's taller, it's darker, it's more magnificent!"

Dugu is now thirteen or fourteen years old, which is the age of crazy growth, but he has grown a lot in the past few months of the Western Expedition to Western Xia, and he is even more prominent.

"Sir, here's the thing."

Dugu handed out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings and explained softly:

"This is what is left of Li Qiu's waterlogization."

Li Hao didn't take the mask, but just took a shot in the air, condensed a drop of bright red blood from the mask, and beckoned it into his sleeve, before nodding with satisfaction and saying:

"Great work! You're running all the way and want to work hard, so hurry up and rest! ”

"Sir." Dugu wanted to speak and stopped, his heroic and resolute face showed a bit of childishness, and only in front of Li Hao and a few other people would he change from a ruthless and terrible swordsman back to an ordinary teenager.

took a fold and read it carefully, Li Hao saw that Dugu bowed his head for a long time and remained silent, like a junior high school student who was caught in early love, so he simply asked directly:

"What the hell is going on? It can't be that you have made the belly of a lady bigger and want me to propose marriage, right? ”

"No, no!" Dugu's face immediately flushed slightly, and he hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand to deny it, before biting his lower lip, his heart was crossed, and he said softly:

"Elder Lu, they talked to me twice, and they wanted me to waste my work and rebuild, and discard the Dapeng Yuan Qi in my body."

Well? Li Hao frowned, threw his pen and raised his head, and asked angrily:

"What is wrong with them? You're all fake now, now let you rebuild? ”

Dugu looked inexplicable, and replied half-concealed:

"Mainly, they feel that cultivating the source qi other than the Golden Crow has a bad impact!"

Li Hao instantly understood:

Qiao Feng, a single dog for sixty years, has no baby and is light, according to his temperament, there should be no one in the future.

Then the question comes, the courtiers of Da Xiao don't know that Qiao Feng has lived for hundreds of years, and their biggest worry is that after Qiao Feng is a hundred years old, who will Da Xiao's 'throne' pass to?

Of course, he is Qiao Feng's only disciple, Dugu!

The five elements of Dapeng Source Qi belong to gold, and the buff swordsmanship is very good. But as a 'prince' in legal theory, especially a disciple whose legitimacy is not as strong as his son, the more similar he is to Qiao Feng, the better.

It's best to look like Qiao Feng.

Don't you see, a certain Goryeo is fat, and after coming to power, he has to cut his hair like his father and grandfather, and imitate them everywhere? Only in this way can we strengthen legitimacy and 'what the people want'!

This group of people, should they be short-sighted or long-term?

After a long breath, Li Hao suddenly thought about it, swallowed the words of persuasion back into his stomach, and said with a somewhat playful smile:

"Why waste your work? Children make choices, adults of course want them all! ”

The sweeping monk tried the law at the beginning, and the way to seek the balance of source qi was also his life's work, so why not pass it on to Dugu today?

Li Hao has used his body for several years, and he also has a great understanding of this way of source qi balance, and immediately took up a pen to write down all the subtleties on paper, and also added some of his own understanding to make up a 'three-talent balance'.

Teach the Fa Dugu and send him back to practice as a good student, Li Hao wanted to continue to give instructions, but he was stunned.

Kunpeng has been obtained, Xixia has been broken, and the 'perfect lover' that Duan Yu has in mind can easily create with Li Qiushui's blood, and now he has passed on the comprehension of the sweeping monk to Dugu. Everything here is almost over.

After getting Mr.'s magic method, Dugu said goodbye, and when he went out and closed the door with his backhand, he glanced at Li Hao again.

How can the gentleman, who is sitting alone at the front of the table, seem to have a strange sense of alienation?

I guess I haven't seen my husband in a while!

It's decided, starting tomorrow, come and say hello to Mr. every day!

Holding the paper, Dugu muttered excitedly:

"Three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, will the gentleman feel too annoyed? Then twice, anyway, the days to come will be long! ”

In September, the autumn wind is blowing, and the leaves are falling all over the sky.

Xin'an County, as Qiao Feng's Longxing land, did not go through the turmoil of the times, but after the war, it ate a wave of dividends and became more and more prosperous.

Dugubian, who was following Qiao Feng, looked around at the familiar street scene, and asked with some confusion: "Master, why did Mr. suddenly remember to ask you to go back to Xin'an?" ”

"I don't know."

Qiao Feng replied with little interest.

He lied, and he probably could have guessed.

The world always thinks that Qiao Feng is a heroic and uninhibited hero, which is true.

But the really arrogant Jianghu guest can't survive from the swords and swords of the rivers and lakes, his heart is actually very delicate, and he has already seen some clues from Li Hao's actions in these days.

Suddenly, the people who were busy on both sides of the street scattered, and in an instant, only Qiao Feng and the others were left on the street.

There was a hearty laugh from the restaurant in the distance:

"Hahaha! Brother, how about you come up and have a drink together? ”

This restaurant, this opening remark, Dugu feels very familiar, just like the experience when he first met Qiao Feng a few years ago.

It's just that this time the person who sat in the restaurant invited him became Mr., and it was the Master who walked in front of him.

"Don't alarm my hand chicken!"

Yes? You, Master?

Dugu looked at Qiao Feng in surprise, but saw Qiao Feng showing a strange smile that seemed to be crying and laughing, as if he had become Li Hao who had just joined the beggar gang, and said loudly:

"How can one cup be enough to drink, if there are no ten jars of wine, I can't go up this building."

"Hahaha!" Li Hao in the building said Qiao Feng's lines:

"Don't talk about ten altars, there are also hundred altars!"

This is as good as that moment.

Qiao Feng led Dugu into the restaurant, and the decorations in the building were the same as back then.

Dugu understands that this is to reproduce the meeting between the three of them in this restaurant!

So, Dugu, who walked slowly up the stairs with Qiao Feng, raised his eyes and looked upstairs when he heard 'It's a guest from afar, Qiao'.

What he saw was not Ren Feizheng, but a young man with two swords on his back and sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

His feet were in a mess, and he fixed his eyes on Qiao Feng's side face, but saw that Qiao Feng was unmoved, and walked up the stairs to sit down as usual, grabbed a wine jar and poured it into his stomach.

After drinking for a long time, he deliberately self-styled his mana, but Li Hao, who was drunk, was already drunk.

After a hiccup, Li Hao was about to raise another altar again, but Qiao Feng grabbed his hand and said in a straight voice: "Drinking too much hurts your body!" ”

As soon as the words fell, both of them couldn't help but laugh wantonly.

Following this conversation, the two of them reproduced the conversation of the year one by one, and even the original competition of the villain with wine was reproduced.

Dugu stood aside with a straight face, watching the two of them drink and sing and wander.

On the eleventh of that year, there were like minions standing downstairs, and I vowed that one day I would go upstairs and sit with them.

Now fifteen, you finally see me, but tell me that minors are not allowed to drink?

The more Dugu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, gritted his teeth, took the jar of wine directly from the table, and also learned from Li Hao and the two to drink, but he was choked half to death, and he blushed and continued to drink.

In a short time, he put himself down.

The two half-drunk drunkards laughed at Dugu without saying a word, carried him to a bench and lay down, then sat down again, and then drank again.

The wine continued, and the two drank so well, from the rivers and lakes to the temples, and from the rise and fall of the world to the bits and pieces when they got along.

Drink another jar!

Drink another jar!

It seems that as long as you keep drinking, time can stay in this moment forever, and you don't have to think about the difference that will come.

However, no matter how much wine there is, there will be an end to it.

Lying on his back, Li Hao shook the wine jar vigorously, and poured the last wine into the two wine glasses, only past the bottom of the glass.

Qiao Feng, who was already drunk, posted it, kept comparing the amount of wine with his hand, and finally chose a slightly more glass, smiling like a child in his sixties.

"Ren Feizheng, who respects the chicken and spreads the world!"

"Respect for the Qiao gang leader who is only one hand in the world!"

Respect Zhan Ji, respect Taiping, respect Qiao Feng's unpalatable porridge, respect Li Hao's full of lies when he squeezed him, respect this meeting, respect this parting.

Until there was no respect, the two looked at each other and smiled, and drank it all.

Thump!

Qiao Feng was drunk and lay on the table unconscious.

Rubbing his cheeks and eyes with his hands, Li Hao staggered to his feet, walked to the staircase, paused for a moment, and suddenly turned back again, took off the silver-white long sword from his back, and stuffed it into Qiao Feng's arms.

The sword of the emperor, the sword name Tianlong, should be given away.

Out of the restaurant, Li Hao activated the last trace of divine thought that remained in the body of 'Ren Feizheng', and asked it to take the body of the sweeping monk back to Shandong Shuishan, repair a good grave, and bury himself inside.

Then, he took out the pitch-black little kun from his arms, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

After a while, Gao Yu and Yue Yun, who were far away in Tiannan and Haibei, also felt something and turned into a rainbow and left.

In the restaurant, Qiao Feng opened his eyes, took out a few jars of wine out of nowhere, and drank alone.

In the second year of the Great Depression, Ren Feizheng disappeared, and it is said that he was hidden in the mountains and forests.

In the eighth year of the Great Depression, Dugu gathered the three sources of qi in one, broke through the true form, and asked the sword world, no one dared to be.

After ten years of depression, Duan Yu finally got old and had a son, and his wife was both complete, and he took the name Zhixing.

At the same time, Dali was completely merged into Daxiao, and only the Tianlong Temple and the royal title of Dali were retained.

In the thirtieth year of the Great Depression, Qiao Feng passed on the throne to Dugu.

In the forty-sixth year of the Great Depression, an evil book called "Nine Yin True Scripture" was lost in the rivers and lakes.

This evil book can manipulate people's bodies and flesh, and can also take away other people's martial arts by devouring people, and it will cause chaos in the rivers and lakes as soon as it is born.

In the end, the five True Form Masters in the rivers and lakes teamed up to defeat the Evil Book and suppress it.

These five masters are also known as the 'Five Uniques' by the rivers and lakes, and Wang Chongyang is considered to be the first person under the Dugu Emperor.

In the sixty-sixth year of the Great Depression, in Luoyang City.

In a courtyard-turned-restaurant, a stout boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is wiping the table with a sackcloth and helping to deliver dishes from time to time.

Suddenly, a young man of his age, but with an unusually handsome appearance, walked in from the door, and greeted him in a loud voice:

"Brother Jing, do you have time to go out later?"

Guo Jing meticulously focused on wiping the table, until the table was polished, then he raised his head and smiled plainly:

"Kangdi, no. I don't do much homework, and I want to do my own homework today. ”

The handsome young man Yang Kang came up and hugged Guo Jing's shoulder, half joking and half criticizing:

"It's useless to read dead books, to read dead books! You have to think more and find more tricks! ”

"Hey, hey!" Guo Jing scratched his head and said with a smile: "I don't have as fast as your brains, so I can only work harder." ”

"Okay, if you don't go out, why don't you just play in your backyard, and then I can tutor you with some schoolwork, how about it?"

Before Guo Jing could answer, his mother Li Ping came out in a hurry when he heard Yang Kang's words in the house, handed the two of them a few dates, took the rag from Guo Jing's hand, and said with a smile:

"You two go play!"

Guo Jing and the others played crazy in the courtyard for a while, and Yang Kang played a set of palm techniques he had newly learned in the courtyard, and one of the palms fell to the ground fiercely, and it collapsed directly into a pit.

Down here, it's a secret room!

The two young men who were not afraid of heaven and earth went directly into the pit, and saw a faint shadow and a few lines of text on the wall of the secret room in the dust flying in the sky.

"Ultra magic skills, invincible in the world, the body of a child, can be learned"

got an adventure, and the two were very excited. Seeing that the boy body written above could be practiced, Yang Kang immediately looked embarrassed and retreated behind Guo Jing.

"You practice!"

"Kangdi, you actually."

Guo Jing didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while, so he only took two steps forward, and the faint shadow on the wall went straight into his body.

Outside the gates, in the northeast that has just been developed in recent decades, in a tavern.

The tavern's huge screen is playing this year's hit drama 'The Great and His One Hundred and Eight Lovers'.

A big man with a silver sword at his waist and a long stick was drinking and discussing the plot with a few drinkers around him:

"This is too, how can you not do anything and fall in love with more than 100 women at the same time? As far as I know, Qiao Feng actually doesn't have a wife."

A half-drunk drinker interrupted him dissatisfiedly:

"That's Jodi! How can you judge him through the eyes of ordinary people? What's wrong with him being so strong and dealing with hundreds of women at the same time? ”

The big man pursed his lips, took a sip of wine, and stopped talking depressedly.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth froze, and the sun and the moon stood still.

A light and shadow appeared between heaven and earth, standing up to the sky and the earth, catching the sun and the moon, and the voice sounded from the heads of everyone in the world:

"I'm an officer of the Kyushu Border Defense Office. The Terrans of this realm are hereby notified as follows: This realm has been included in the barrier defense system outside the Kyushu boundary and has become a subsidiary world of the third layer.

From now on, powerhouses in this realm who have reached the peak limit of the third realm can choose to fly to the prefecture-level world of the Kyushu boundary barrier system."

The light and shadow explained a lot, and then the beard disappeared from heaven and earth, and there was suddenly an emaciated man beside Qiao Feng.

"Shhh You can raise a real dragon in shallow water! Gee! ”

The man looked Qiao Feng up and down with a wine glass, and asked with a smile:

"Do you understand what I said before? Do you want to soar? If you ascend to the worlds where the influence of the temple is relatively large, you will definitely have a great future. ”

Qiao Feng took out the sword at his waist and asked, "Which world does this sword come from?" ”

The man pouted, "That's where I came from, Kyushu border!" That is, the highest apex of this ascension system! ”

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Then I want to soar!" There are my friends there! ”

"You're good, really good! But you are too deeply involved with the faith of this world! ”

The man looked at Qiao Feng playfully, thought for a moment, and then looked at the sword in Qiao Feng's hand, although it was only a second-order sword with a high level of craftsmanship, and took out a golden cup from his arms.

"Let's get married!"

The man gently blew the golden cup, and a half-sized golden cup projection was blown out of it, and after a while, the projection gradually solidified and became a real golden cup.

"You just squat on this golden cup for ten or eight years, wash the power of faith on your body, and then ascend!"

As soon as the man's words fell, he disappeared, leaving Qiao Feng staring blankly at the golden cup in front of him, and fell into deep thought:

He said squatting... Does it mean or do you really have to squat?

(End of chapter)