The old man's eyes are like ancient wells without waves,

He nodded to both of us.

Xueren served two cups of tea to Murong Zhi and me.

The old man also politely took a sip of the tea in front of his desk.

I noticed that he was holding the cup in one hand, but his hand shook slightly, and the old man used both hands to hold the cup steady.

The room was quiet for a while, and everyone might have their own thoughts.

At last the old man broke the silence,

"The male doll is called Yuan Jiankong, and the female doll is called Murong Zhi? It is not easy to be able to do this at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Qi Nian was also eighteen years old before his death. ”

I cheekily received a praise from Wang Xiangfu, in fact, this is the quick result of Wang Qinian's training in my little black house - if I leak a little bit of qi in the snake pile, I will risk my life.

Murong Zhi could afford his praise, and I now recall that she always showed a weak appearance in front of people when my parents were born, and it seemed that she was deliberately suppressing her qi - at that time, she should have begun to master the "absolute".

"As you have just seen, I can't fight anymore. ”

Wang Xiangfu stretched out his hand, and I could see the skin folds and age spots on his hands.

"Ideally, the Jindan warrior has the lifespan of five Jiazi, and at the age of more than 200 years, he is still at the peak of his combat power - unfortunately, in the war-torn Middle-earth, the warriors of the world rarely enjoy the blessings of this great longevity. They had to fight against opponents of his level, endure damage that ordinary people could not bear, and exert powerful martial arts to survive in the field of the dead, and the lifespan of cultivation was slowly eroded - my essence had been exhausted in the early years of conquest. Ten years, I have ten years left to live, and I will complete my destiny as such a frail old man. ”

- What is the use of Wang Qitai looking for you?

A wave of disappointment rose in my heart, why did we come to the stone tower in a circle as wooden birds?

"Rest easy. Murong Zhi rubbed my hand and said lightly.

Wang Qitai hurriedly interjected and said,

"The patriarch is serious, even if the patriarch is no longer able to fight, your wisdom and experience are still helping our Shunshui Town to develop and grow. The purpose of my visit this time is not to ask you to put on your battle robe again - I as a junior would never dare to have such a thought, but I want to use your prestige to calm the hearts of the people in our town and appease the soldiers and civilians - after all, I have always relied on the military of Qi Nian to deter and subdue the natives. Now that Qi Nian is dead, after the announcement of his death, it is inevitable that people's hearts will fluctuate. ”

"I still remember the historical examples after the martial arts era, and the most important thing for military success or failure is the combat power of the leader of the strong - that indigenous named Aung San Baoyan can kill Qi Nian, and he is undoubtedly a powerful Jindan warrior. Are there any other Jindan warriors in our town who can fight now? If you ask me to go out to appease the soldiers and civilians, at most you are deceiving yourself and others. ”

"The younger generation also went to the territory of Jindan, and when he was a teenager, he also had a classmate with Qi Nian to descend the dragon palm method. You might as well buy the elders of Shunshui Town, who are close to us among the natives, and let them persuade Aung San to make a truce for a few years, and I will re-cultivate martial arts-"

His words were suddenly interrupted by Wang Xiangfu,

"I watched your generation grow up in the Central Plains, in fact, your talent in martial arts is even better than Qi Nian, but it's a pity that your heart has been benevolent since you were a child, and it is not compatible with martial arts. How soon do you think you will be able to get close to that native named Aung San Po Pym if you are allowed to start practicing martial arts all over again?--Answer my question! Don't lie like you did when you were a schoolboy when you were a kid!"

"Hopeless for life. ”

Wang Qitai bowed his head and was silent, and admitted after a long time,

"My Dao heart has been decided, if I change what I have learned, it is equivalent to destroying a copper tripod and recasting it into a sword, but I am not gold and iron, and I can't go back. ”

"Young people always think that the elders are old and wise, and they can be deceived by just blowing a few lies, and they are still honest children. Two dolls, do you think that if we use all kinds of diplomatic inducements, the Baiyun tribe will temporarily truce and wait for us to re-cultivate a new generation of Jindan warriors?"

- That's a joke.

I responded,

"No way. I don't know if Elder Wang has explained to you? The power of Aung San Baoyan was exchanged for his life from the demons, and he also had a large number of internal martial arts above the realm produced by blood sacrifices. He doesn't care personally, he uses blood sacrifices to destroy a large number of lives in the clan and create elite warriors, and there must be a lot of opposition within the three Baiyun tribes. He will never be satisfied with just killing one Wang Qinian, and only greater results can prove that his choice is correct and completely silence the voice of the opposition. He wouldn't give us time to breathe, and in doing so, he would have wasted all the money he had sacrificed a lot of human life. ”

Wang Xiangfu glanced at Wang Qitai,

"You didn't tell me about the Blood Sacrifice. ”

"I haven't investigated this matter clearly, so I don't dare to say anything. The kid is frivolous in his mouth, and he takes out things that are not confirmed-"

"This is an extremely dangerous and extremely serious matter, even if there is a bit of truth, you have to tell it to everyone, how can you wait for ten percent to be true before telling it!"

Wang Qitai was silent.

Wang Xiangfu ignored him and looked at us solemnly,

"In the Central Plains, I encountered something similar to the blood sacrifice. In order to salvage the situation or highlight surprise troops in a decisive battle, the first army gathered all the soldiers with a little qualification and was empowered by a Jindan warrior. Although the practice of martial arts, which was originally a gradual process, took a little longer, it would never cause a large-scale death of martial arts practitioners. The empowerment is for a temporary purpose, and usually only one unstable foundation builder can survive out of ten qualified people, serving as one-time cannon fodder in a crucial decisive battle. This method is completely contrary to our Confucian benevolence. ”

"But if you want to get the first start in a few individual battles, this method really works. As long as the superior can gain new territory and population, the lost people will be immediately replaced--if Aung San destroys our Shunshui town, more than 100,000 slaves will also make up for the price he has paid. ”

Murong Zhi sighed and said,

"If the old patriarch can return to the heroic appearance of the previous year, Shunshui Town will not encounter that kind of fate, and Aung San's plan will inevitably be disrupted by the Jindan warriors who have returned from our Huaxia. ”

Wang Qitai's face turned blue and glared at us.

I don't think his change in mood makes sense.

Although Murong Zhi's analysis is cold, it is in line with the thinking of a qualified manager. As for her assumption that Wang Xiangfu can rejuvenate and rejuvenate, this is just nonsense. Can the old man make up for the blood that has passed out of thin air?

"I understand, Qitai, this is the one thing you actually want to ask me, but you are afraid of respecting the elderly, and you don't want to bring it up yourself, so let the outspoken children tell it. ”

Murong Zhi and I were a little stunned, not knowing what this old man was talking about.

Wang Qitai suddenly bowed to Wang Xiangfu nine times,

"Life and death are the biggest thing for a person, and great benevolence and righteousness are our Confucian self-requirements, and I dare not ask the old patriarch to give up his life because of my personal standards of benevolence and righteousness. But in my heart I think that the lives of the people of the town are more important than yours. Although I am unwilling, although I know that the entire town was founded by you, it was all under your leadership to Baiyun Township, our generation was cultivated by you, and the contributions you have made to our town are unparalleled so far, but I hope that the old patriarch will put his life and death aside this time. I was too hypocritical, and I let the children speak first. ”

-- What is Wang Qitai talking about? Why did Wang Xiangfu die?

I was puzzled, and I whispered to Murong Zhi if she understood the wit in their conversation?

She shook her head and asked me if she was wrong about anything.

I said no, she was right.

"I'm not the kind of cultivator who doesn't pull out a single Maori world, I built the town, and I'm naturally willing to die for my town. Qitai, you cross the golden needle into my three hundred and sixty-five acupoints, and I want to return to the light!"

- Back to light?

What kind of supernatural power is this?!

"Please think twice, old patriarch!"

Xueren exhaled, tears hidden in his eyes.

"There's no need to think about it, it's good to die with a bang like this. ”

Wang Qitai bowed to the old man three more times, took out the golden needle in his medicine box, and quickly pierced into the acupoint of Wang Xiangfu's top door.

No one had time to stop him, and the old man sat still, as if he had passed away.

It happened suddenly, and for a moment I had a feeling of horror and unreality, and instinctively pulled up and stood up.

Wang Qitai motioned for me to sit down,

"Don't bother me, this is a very delicate needle technique, and I just started to prick the first hole. Let me be quiet, and soon it will be fine. ”

I sat back beside Murong Zhi and watched with bated breath.

Wang Qitai's golden needles beat like beads on Wang Xiangfu Zhijing's body, and his steps faintly coincided with the yin and yang changes told by the dragon palm.

After a quarter of an hour's effort, Wang Qitai's golden needle stopped the operation, his sweat trickled down, and he sat back in his seat like collapse.

Wang Xiangfu's body was still unmoving.

"Xueren, open the window and let the sun shine in. ”

It turned out that it was almost time, the direction of the tower window was to the west, and the brilliant sunset sprinkled into the stone tower, and the light shone so brightly that we couldn't open our eyes, and also enveloped Wang Xiangfu's body into the light.

"Ahh

There was a burst of shouting in the light cage!

I felt the whole stone tower twist from the base to the top of the tower, and the vibration of stone chips falling on the tower floor sounded.

Murong Zhi and I clasped hands so that we didn't jump up from our seats.

A huge qi rose from the light cage, first surpassing the sum of the qi of the two of us, and then surpassing any of the foundation-building warriors, and then chasing Wang Qitai and Wang Qinian, and finally stopping at Cheng Dù, who doubled Wang Qinian's qi.

The light faded, and the sun sank into the sea.

Shining in the room, Wang Xiangfu is scorching with his breath, his qi is like a gun and a halberd, making people feel like they are in the arsenal.

Gakuhito lit the candle.

With our naked eyes, we saw a sturdy and tall young man, his appearance was somewhat similar to Wang Qinian, and his eyes were full of essence, and he did not dare to have evil thoughts in his heart.

"You, you're the old patriarch......"

-- This kind of thing is like the sunset returning to the sky, the waterfall flowing backwards, the desert becoming the sea, and the sea becoming the field!

"This state will remain until the moment before I die, that is, ten months later. Make good use of these ten months. ”

A bold and deep young man's voice said.