"Isn't it?"

Lan Fenghuang had some doubts in his eyes, and said: "In the past, the Han people liked to chant poems and make ink the most, and if they really fought, a few Han people couldn't beat a Miao person." ”

Ren Yingying said with a smile: "In the past, around the Han people, there were Xiongnu Turks, Donghu Dongyi, Xirong and Nanban, all of which were extremely powerful peoples, where have they gone now?"

Blue Phoenix blinked and said in surprise, "These nations are very powerful. ”

"Of course. ”

Ren Yingying said proudly: "Each of them is as strong as our Han people, and even stronger, and the ancestors of our Han people have used all their strength and thousands of years to eliminate them one by one." ”

"You say, aren't we Han people fierce?"

"Yes...... Why wasn't this the case for the Han people a few years ago?"

Ren Yingying sighed, and said a little helplessly: "Among our Han people, there are some smart people, seeing that there are no strong opponents around, they are afraid that the fierce Han people will not be able to govern, so they continue to suppress inward. ”

"Since I was a child, I have been taught to listen to this, listen to that, this can't be done, that can't be done, abide by this rule, abide by that rule!"

"If you are strong, you can only sell your strength to barely make a living. ”

"If you dance and write, you can become a master without the power of a chicken. ”

"After a thousand years, how can you not be weak!"

Blue Phoenix understood a little, and said with some bitterness: "So, those who read ...... Those smart people are almost dead, and there is no one to control the Han people. ”

"The evil tiger of the Han people took off its halter head and showed its fangs again. ”

"Yes!"

"Because the smart people among the Han people now, they are both smart and powerful, and they are not afraid that the Han people are vicious and difficult to control, because they are the most vicious people, haha......"

Ren Yingying smiled slightly, her expression was full of pride, and she said loudly: "When we Han people pick up the courage again, although the world is big, who is the opponent of our Han people, this world is destined to be our Han people." ”

Several subordinates of the Sun Moon God Sect listened to it all around, and they all applauded and agreed, praising it: "What the Holy Aunt said is very true, the great man is strong!"

Blue Phoenix was a little stunned, she had never seen a gentle and elegant holy aunt, showing such pride and joy, and felt extremely strange for a while.

Ren Yingying stretched out her hand and patted the blue phoenix's arm, and said softly: "We Han people also value love and righteousness, and we also need all kinds of helpers, Phoenix, you don't need to stand opposite the Han people, we are a group." ”

Blue Phoenix sighed, she is willing to be with Han people, likes to be with Han people, and lives like Han people.

But there are still many clansmen in the mountains, and they are very disgusted with the Han people in their hearts, and they are unwilling to go out of the mountains even more when they die, let alone live like the Han people.

Ren Yingying knew what Blue Phoenix was thinking, and sighed: "Phoenix, everyone has their own way of living, you just bring your subordinates out, spread out the branches, and manage it seriously, or it won't be long before your clan can prosper again." ”

Lan Phoenix thought about it seriously and said to Ren Yingying: "Thank you Holy Aunt, this is the matter, I will take people to the sea, and I hope that Holy Aunt will help mediate." ”

Ren Yingying smiled: "You and my sister, how do you need so many politeness." ”

"The South China Sea is huge, any island you pick is enough for your department to use for hundreds of years, you just put your heart back in your stomach!"

The two whispered each other, and there was a loud cheer in the distance.

"Linghu Shaoxia is here......"

"Brother Chong is here......"

The two looked up, only to see Linghu Yi rushing under the support of a senior brother, his eyebrows were full of energy, and he came across the air with a sword.

Ren Yingying's eyes were bent, and her gaze never left the tall figure.

Linghu Yichong enjoyed this treatment very much, looked around, stretched out his arms, and waved at Chang'an Qingzhuang, who was cheering for him, and the crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

This genius disciple of the Taihua Sect is different from others.

The people of Chang'an are young and strong, and they are willing to get close to him.

Most of the disciples of the Taihua Sect are very well-educated, approachable, enthusiastic in their speech, and quick in their work.

But the young people of Chang'an still can't help but be in awe of them, their martial arts, their etiquette, and their unconsciously revealing noble demeanor that looks down on the world.

The entire Chang'an is grateful for the help of the Taihua Sect, and they all honestly follow the Taihua Sect, conscientiously practice the martial arts passed down by the Taihua Sect, and their strength has grown rapidly.

But the more this is the case, the deeper the reverence for Taihua religion.

The more one knows, the wider the scope of one's ignorance.

When they cultivated to the point where they could leap more than ten zhang and carry the tripod with strength, they would understand even more how terrifying those Taihua masters who jumped a hundred and ten zhang and waved their hands to split huge sword blades.

They are in awe of Taihuaism, but they dare not get close.

But these days, many young people in Chang'an have discovered that there is an alternative in the Taihua Sect.

This person is not very old, but he seems to have a good reputation, and he is very respected by Taihua's disciples.

The most important thing is that this person lingers in restaurants and restaurants all over Chang'an City every day, holding a wine gourd, and he can squat on the street with you all day long.

When the disciples of the other sects heard the news of this person, they would come over from time to time to take a look and recognize him.

The young men in Chang'an who were idle were curious, and after a little inquiry, Huo Huo, it's amazing!

This person is actually the leading master of the younger generation of the Taihua Sect - Ling Hu Yi Chong.

Six years ago, he defeated the masters of the previous generation, Ding Mian and Yu Canghai, and his reputation spread far and wide, and he fought three hundred Demon Sect disciples alone, killing the Demon Sect elders and fled, the martial arts were so high that it was simply terrifying.

I heard that I have already entered the Qi Transformation Period, and I have been killing demon beasts in the mountains and forests for all these years, honing my swordsmanship, but I can't guess what my strength is now.

But such a big master in the world is actually squatting on the street, lying at the foot of the wall, eating meat and drinking wine with them, it is not unusual!

Of course, this news spread ten, ten spread hundreds, many people heard the news, and they deliberately went to the street wine shop to find it, looked for the head of the conversation and Linghu Yichong said two words, and turned around to blow it in the circle of friends, I drank and chatted with the master of Taihua Sect.

Chang'an Qingzhuang poured the hidden closeness to the Taihua Sect in his heart into Linghu Yichong's body, and called 'Brother Chong' affectionately.

Within a few days, Linghu Yichong became the most famous disciple of the Taihua Sect in Chang'an City.

"Brother Chong, that Wudang kid ......"

"Brother Chong, why don't you burn a knife first......

"Brother Chong, if you win, I'll give you a braised pig's head ......"

Yang Yijian and the others looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Linghu, a kid, would have so many acquaintances in Chang'an, but listening to that tone, few of them were peaceful, and they were all masters who didn't think it was big enough.

Linghu Yichong felt cordial, but the masters of all factions came to watch the battle, and some braggart was not easy to say.

Ling Hu Yichong turned his gaze to the east, and suddenly stopped somewhere, the smile on his face froze, and he looked at it in a daze, and then his face slowly turned red, and his heartbeat began to accelerate, and there was a loud bang.

Yang Yijian frowned, looked along Ling Hu Yichong's gaze, saw that it was two women, turned his head and asked, "Who is it?"

Shen Yiyang obviously knew about Linghu, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Let me do my daughter, demon... What a saint. ”

"Oh!"

Yang Yijian remembered that he had heard such rumors, thought about it, and said, "Linghu, people come all the way to cheer for you, go and say hello." ”