Chapter Eighty-Six: Living is the Future

In the mansion of the Cangkong Great Clan, now, there are only nine days left until the opening of the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

A wisteria chair is placed in the stone pavilion in the courtyard, and the chair sits in the sky.

His sparse white hair hung down on his shoulders, and he seemed to be much older than before.

In these days, there have been too many things happening in Luoyang City, which makes Cangkong full of melancholy, and the hair that is not much, has fallen out almost bald.

Behind Cangkong Hui, there was a young man, who was his precious grandson, Cangkong Ning.

At this time, with their hands on the back of the wisteria chair, the grandfather and grandson quietly looked at the servants who were busy walking by from time to time in the courtyard, and the atmosphere seemed very gentle.

"What are you thinking?"

Cangkong retracted his gaze from a distance, and said in a slightly low tone.

Cangkong Ning's footsteps moved slightly, stood beside him, and said indifferently: "Grandpa, today's Luoyang City is in the midst of wind and rain, especially the opening of Tianshu Pavilion is close at hand, and the gathering of wizards from all over the Great Wei is bound to make Luoyang City enter an unpredictable situation." Now, Ji Guoshi of Dayanmen has returned to Luoyang, and has been summoned by His Majesty to enter the palace......"

"Ji Danxuan's girl is already a disciple of Tianshu Pavilion, if Ning'er can have a good relationship with her, or marry her, then our Cangkong clan can sit back and relax. ”

Cangkong Wei smiled slightly, looked sideways at his grandson, and said: "We have already established a relationship with the Ruishan Elder of the Cangyu Sect, if Ji Danxuan becomes my granddaughter-in-law again, in the entire Luoyang City, our Cangkong clan can really be called under one person and above ten thousand." Not to mention a mere Zhongli Hou, even if it is the Heavenly King Sect, we have to act according to our faces.

Ji Danxuan not only represents the Great Yan Sect, but is also deeply favored by His Majesty, which is equivalent to His Majesty's spokesperson outside. No matter how strong the Heavenly King Sect is, he doesn't dare to offend the Great Yan Sect, the Cangyu Sect, or even His Majesty all at once. ”

Cangkong Ning's expression was silent, and he said: "Now our situation is quite clear, whether it is the Heavenly King Sect, or the Cangyu Sect, or even the Great Yan Sect, they have no grudges against us. After all, Zhong Lihou is a martial marquis, and we can't use the hands of other sects to eradicate him. Above the court, it is natural to use the methods in the court, and what we are missing now is just an opportunity.

Therefore, grandpa doesn't have to be too worried, just let Zhongli Houfu survive for a little longer, they are already ants on a hot pot, all we have to do is add another handful of firewood, they can't escape. ”

"With Ning'er here, grandpa, I naturally sit back and relax. Cangkong Xuan's face is full of smiles, and he has a grandson, Cangkong Ning, what more can he ask for?

"By the way, Chu Jiang you mentioned before, this person, what do you think?"

Cangkong Ning narrowed his eyes slightly: "This person is very mysterious, Sun Er feels that he is not simple, what to do, Sun Er has not yet determined his idea." ”

Cangkong Wei nodded and said, "Although that Chu Jiang lives in Zhongli Houfu, he is not necessarily Zhongli Hou's person, as long as he is given enough benefits, it is not difficult for us to use it." ”

"But in the short conversation between grandfather and grandson and Na Chujiang, I found that he was a person who did not like power. People who are worthy of deep friendship, he will naturally not be stingy, on the contrary, he will absolutely ignore them. Even if you push it too quickly, you will make enemies with it. ”

Cangkong Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "Since this is the case, we can't use common sense to judge people, everyone has weaknesses, the important thing is whether they can be caught." According to his preference, temporarily lower his posture, if this person is really useful, it is not humiliating. If you finally know that he is just a useless person, then in order to prevent future troubles, you must cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. ”

"The grandson understood, and it seems that the grandfather is more thoughtful. Cang Kongning sighed softly.

Cangkong Wei smiled slightly: "After all, grandpa has lived decades longer than you, and with my grandson's intelligence, he can naturally understand it a little bit, and he can even comprehend a higher level than me." ”

"How can my grandson compare with my grandfather, I still have a long way to go. ”

......

In the past two days, Su Yang has been watching the battle between Jiang Feiyu and Li Xiang, and the progress of the special training is in an orderly manner.

At the beginning, Jiang Feiyu faced Li Xiang, a master of killing enemies on the battlefield, and fell behind everywhere, even if at a certain moment, Jiang Feiyu burst out with absolute strength, but Li Xiang only needed a tricky move, which would make Jiang Feiyu defeated.

How important it is to have practical experience.

Only by constantly experiencing the tempering of battles can we play a key role in the battle of life and death.

As long as the eyes are vicious enough, once you find the right opportunity, you can kill with one blow, and you don't need extra tricks at all.

Practice makes perfect, and it's just as useful in battle.

Now Jiang Feiyu can barely make a few moves with Li Xiang, and even occasionally suppress Li Xiang, but if you want to defeat it, it is far from enough.

This kind of training progress is indeed very slow, but Su Yang has no other way.

Ten days, in Su Yang's opinion, is enough.

To live is to have the future, and to have the future.

Everyone's suitable combat methods are different, and Jiang Feiyu and Eldest Sun Kangbo are two completely opposite people, so naturally they can't be trained in the same way.

At the very least, the current Jiang Feiyu is not good.

His starting point is much higher than that of the eldest grandson Comber, but the current Jiang Feiyu is not as good as the eldest grandson Comber at that time.

The eldest grandson Kangbo can crawl out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, but Jiang Feiyu can't do it.

Su Yang must first ensure that he can live, and then he can say that his strength will be improved.

The day's battles came to an end in the evening.

Li Xiang looked at Jiang Feiyu, who was lying on the ground on all fours, and said praiseworthily: "Childe is making rapid progress, I believe that in a few days, he will be able to draw with me." ”

Jiang Feiyu was only panting, and he didn't have the energy to talk at all.

Outside the courtyard gate, Zhong Lihou was standing, he saw the battle in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved that his son had finally grown up.

I was able to take charge of it on my own.

As a father, he felt a lot in his heart.

At the same time, he was even more grateful to Su Yang, it was precisely because of Su Yang's appearance that in less than a month, Jiang Feiyu had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The thunder hand who surrendered to the high-grade cultivation of the Tianwu Realm, became famous in the battle of life and death, and now he is working hard to become a disciple of the Tianshu Pavilion, and he has been training day and night.

This is something that Zhong Lihou never dared to think of before, when will his unlucky son keep moving forward for a complete goal, not shouting bitterness, not shouting tiredness?

It's a fantasy!

But now, the facts are in front of him, so Zhong Lihou has to believe that his son has really grown up.