The ninth night after "Guan Lingxiao" made an appointment with Yin Xiaotong.
The mirage tonight is full of fog, just like "a mirror in the sky under the moon, and clouds forming sea towers".
Song Guichao's sleep has always been poor. I don't know if it's because of the old injuries on his body or the old injuries in his heart. In short, he has to get up at least once every night.
Song Guichao was a very cautious man. He had one wife and two concubines. Each of the three daughters had a child, each with their mother's surname. After each concubine gave birth to an heir, Song Guichao would send the mother and child to him.
Go to various small counties in Mirage County until the children grow up to about five or six years old, and then the whole family will take them back to the Changsheng Alliance.
Since he was seriously injured that year, Song Guichao no longer slept in the same room with his wives and concubines, and always lived alone.
It's strange. If he was really in pain, wouldn't it be more convenient to have someone to take care of him?
At three o'clock, Song Guichao opened his eyes as usual. He coughed twice and spat out the blood in his throat onto the handkerchief. He had suffered from this disease since the war, but
The smell of blood seemed surprisingly strong tonight. Song Guichao took a clean handkerchief and wiped his face vigorously a few times, then put on a coat and walked out.
"Why...who is busy in the lobby in the middle of the night?" On the way to the latrine, Song Guichao faintly saw candlelight flickering in the lobby, and an erratic figure was printed on the window paper, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
After thinking about it, Song Guichao changed direction and walked towards the Juyi Hall of the Eternal Life Alliance.
He stretched out his hand to push open the door of Juyi Hall, but for some reason he suddenly retracted it, and instead turned his hand into his fingers and poked a small hole in the window.
The man in the Juyi Hall turned his back to Song Guichao and faced the nine-foot-high statue of Guan Gong on the altar table. He was inserting the lit incense in his hand into the incense burner one by one.
"Who's there?" Guan Lingxiao heard a rustling sound outside the door and followed the direction of the sound and asked.
"Xiao'er, you're back." Song Guichao knew that he had been discovered, so he pushed open the door of the Juyi Hall, suppressing the surprise in his heart and smiled.
There was no flaw in Song Guichao's smile, and there was no flaw in his posture at this moment, just like him.
"Yes...Father, I'm back." Guan Lingxiao just glanced at Song Guichao, and then went back to burning incense and worshiping the gods, exposing his back to him.
"I sent someone to pick you up, why did it take so long?" Song Guichao asked tentatively. Before meeting Guan Lingxiao again, he sincerely hoped that he would never see this "son" again.
But now he sincerely hopes that the people he sent have never met Guan Lingxiao from the beginning to the end.
"I was injured." Guan Lingxiao stopped what he was doing: "I saw our people, but they said - they were not sent by you to pick me up, but by you to kill me."
"What? This... how is this possible?" Song Guichao frowned, looking furious, "Do you believe..."
Guan Lingxiao smiled: "How could I believe what they said? I think... maybe someone among them is causing trouble."
Song Guichao felt a little relieved, and then asked: "Can you keep them alive? Our father and son will go and confront these two people now so that we can catch the person who instigated the discord between us and our son."
In fact, Song Guichao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he was able to act as if nothing had happened. It must be said that this was also a skill.
"The situation was urgent... so no one was left alive." Guan Lingxiao shook his head, "It was because I didn't think carefully."
"That's okay, we can check it slowly, as long as you are fine." Song Guichao's expression was extremely natural and sincere, as if he really expected Guan Lingxiao to be safe and sound, "But... Xiao'er, your martial arts have deteriorated, then
These two are just ordinary minions in the alliance, how could they hurt you?"
Guan Lingxiao did not answer the question again, but turned around again, inserted all the incense in his hand into the incense burner, then lowered his body and knelt in front of the bronze statue of Guan Gong and kowtowed a few times: "Yes.
Ah, thank you Mr. Guan for your blessing, otherwise my life would have been sealed."
Do it... do it... do you do it or not?!
At this time, Song Guichao felt as if there was a voice in his heart that was bewitching him - Guan Lingxiao in front of him had no doubts about him, and since his back was facing him, it was absolutely impossible for him to notice his movements, let alone here.
It was just the two of us, and he was injured... There was simply no chance for a better outcome!
"Dad... do you believe that there is a god with your head three feet up?" Guan Lingxiao was still kneeling on the ground, but he raised his head and looked at Guan Erye's face that was calm and self-defeating.
Song Guichao took a few steps and closed the distance with Guan Lingxiao: "What do you mean by this?"
"I mean... people are doing it, God is watching." If Song Guichao could see Guan Lingxiao's face at this time, he could see a sad look on his face.
The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, that's how it is.
"Of course I believe it, my father." Song Guichao lied with his eyes open, "In this world, good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. Those who do more righteousness will be helped by God, and those who do more unrighteousness will die."
"That's so well said..." Guan Lingxiao still looked frustrated, but the words coming out of his mouth sounded like curses.
"Xiao'er!" Song Guichao naturally recognized Guan Lingxiao's yin and yang aura. The two eyebrows on his forehead were tangled together. His right hand was ready to strike, but he had already secretly used his internal energy.
A magical skill passed down from the ancestors of Gui Chao in the Song Dynasty is called "Gui Hai Jue".
This is an extremely advanced skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master. At first, learning the Guihai Jue can only hold your breath and concentrate. However, as your cultivation becomes more advanced, the energy accumulated in the Guihai Jue can be said to be far-reaching.
Beyond other techniques, you can recover 20 to 30% of your energy in one breath, just like water returning to the sea; and if you practice the Return to the Sea technique to its ultimate perfection, its true energy is as shapeless as water, it can move like a flat lake without any waves, and it can be as still as the vast sea.
The flow is endless.
You may think that the effects of "dynamic" and "quiet" are reversed, but in fact they are not.
How dangerous is it to perform a martial art without any warning at the time of attack?
Of course, even so, it can only be said that this is a very powerful martial art in wars of attrition or raids. What really makes Guihai Jue called a "magic skill" is its most mysterious effect - if
If you can practice Guihai Jue to the extreme, then the practitioner can freely change the "nature" of his true energy.
It may sound confusing - what is the "nature of true Qi"?
Internal strength is the same as external strength, both are challenging. If a strong person can practice Gang Qi, he will naturally not be able to practice soft Qi; if a swift person has a set of ghost body skills, then he will definitely not be able to practice horizontal kung fu. This is
The constraints of heaven are also the laws of nature, and they are also the limitations of the human body.
But Guihai Jue is a skill that can defy the heavens. It can turn hundreds of refined steel into softness around the fingers, and hide needles in the sea under willow catkins. This kind of unique skill can only be matched by the word "magic skill".
The Song family was originally a third-rate martial arts family. After the ancestor of the Song family was taught the Guihai Jue, it took several generations for a Song Guichao to master the Guihai Jue to a great level. And such a Song Guichao has never been alive.
The part of Guihai Jue that has subverted the principles of traditional martial arts has been shown in front of people.
It’s not that it hasn’t been shown in front of people, it’s that it hasn’t been shown in front of “living people”.
No one could survive this attack before, and it's the same now.
Song Guichao's most powerful killing move is to strike like water.
Like water, it falls and cannot be stopped.
This palm contained Song Guichao's fifty years of martial arts training. In his expectation, Guan Lingxiao would be beaten into a pulp even if he received the blow head-on. What's more, since his back was turned to him, there was no way to avoid it.
"Can't we hide it just like this..." Guan Lingxiao seemed to have eyes on his back. At the critical moment, he used an almost impossible posture to avoid this silent but extremely dangerous blow.
"You are..." Song Guichao slapped the incense burner, which was larger than a human head, but the entire incense table was beaten into powder.
"How did I avoid it?" Guan Lingxiao's body was now hanging on Guan Gong's Qinglong Yanyue Sword. "Don't you know... that the bronze statue will reflect light?"
After only being silent for a moment, Song Guichao waved another palm. This palm was different from the fierce and invincible but calm move just now. Instead, he released the majestic Qi out of thin air and formed a line in the air.
The palm print was grabbed towards Guan Lingxiao.
Guan Lingxiao moved around, but in the end he was not caught by Zhen Qi. He retreated for more than a few feet and landed on the floor. "I never thought that you could do this... It seems that what happened back then has happened.
Where is the answer..." Guan Lingxiao said to himself as he looked at the five grip marks several inches deep on the statue of Guan Gong.
In the battle at Xuantian Peak, all three masters had their throats and hearts broken. Master Wanjie was best at claw skills, but today I saw with my own eyes that Song Guichao was not inferior to Master Wanjie in claw skills.
, it’s really fascinating.
"My son...is he still alive?" Song Guichao did not answer directly, but finally stopped his offensive and looked at Guan Lingxiao opposite.
"Dead." Guan Lingxiao shook his head. From this moment on, the "father and son" completely tore off their respective disguises, "He has been dead for a long time."
Although Song Guichao had been mentally prepared when he saw through the identity of the "eldest son" in front of him, when he heard the other person's personal admission at this time, he still couldn't help but trembled, and his heart was infinitely sad: "You...are for this.
Did you kill him because of his identity?"
"No, it was after I killed him that I decided to use his identity." Guan Lingxiao seemed to recall the scene when he killed the real Guan Lingxiao, "You don't have to ask me why I killed him...he deserves to die."
The real Guan Lingxiao is nothing compared to the fake in front of him. Whether it is intelligence, martial arts or even character, he can only be regarded as scum in front of this fake.
But he was Song Guichao's biological son and eldest son. Even Song Guichao himself felt that his son was incompetent in literature and martial arts and was embarrassed by his big responsibilities, but after all, he was his own blood and flesh and blood.
But not only were his own flesh and blood murdered, but his identity was also stolen for several years. How could Song Guichao not hate him?
"It's you who deserve to die!" Song Guichao suddenly jumped up and danced with his palms, turning into thousands of palm shadows. He wanted to make this counterfeit die with no body intact, and his bones would be shattered and his ashes scattered!
Guan Lingxiao suddenly disappeared from his sight, but the lingering sound lingered in his ears: "To be honest, I didn't want to kill him, but I didn't expect that the young leader of the Immortal Alliance was actually a guy who committed adultery, robbery, and all kinds of evil..."
"After I killed him, I found out that he was the young leader of the Eternal Life Alliance, but it was already too late - there was no but, because I didn't regret it either."
"Guan Lingxiao deserves to die, but if you can calm down now, I can always be Guan Lingxiao to take care of you until you die..."
"Seriously, think about it. With Guan Lingxiao's urinary attitude, I will probably squander all the foundation of the Eternal Life Alliance before you die, but I can make the Eternal Life Alliance go one step further..."
"Ah!!!" The counterfeiter's heart-breaking words made Song Guichao completely lose all reason. He let out a long roar, turned his hands into tiger claws, and drilled towards the throat and heart of "Guan Lingxiao".
This was the first direct confrontation between these two people. "Guan Lingxiao"'s hands tightly clamped Song Guichao's two tiger arms.
Song Guichao's anger could almost spit out on his face, but he just slowly opened his eyes with a look of pity: "You don't think I can't beat you after calling you dad for several years, do you?
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This chapter has been completed!