In order to save time, Qisha deliberately made a wrong step and instantly returned to the entrance of the lost formation.

"Hey, where are the people?"

Qisha looked around with a confused expression, but there was no sign of Ding Ning. This made him secretly wonder, did this kid go down the mountain in anger?

Thinking of this, Qisha couldn't help but secretly regret it. It would have been over if he had brought him to the Imperial Palace. What would he do if he had nothing to do with the exam? He was really asking for trouble.

If he was allowed to leave, his master and uncle would definitely scold him and they would never let this kid go back. Qisha chased down the mountain with a miserable look on his face.

But after chasing him halfway up the mountain, there was no sign of Ding Ning. Qisha was dumbfounded. He was chasing after him with all his strength. Even if this kid had wings, he couldn't run so fast.

Could it be that this kid drove away? Qisha scratched his head helplessly, and chased down again unwillingly, but he chased him all the way down the mountain, but there was no sign of Ding Ning.

Qisha Ke's claws were numb now. He knew the purpose of the seventh uncle's invitation to Ding Ning. If something happened to Ding Ning because of his deliberate neglect and delayed the treatment of the third uncle's injury, he would die. Sinful.

The miserable Qisha felt that Ding Ning could not run so fast. He must have wandered into something by mistake and got trapped. He was too afraid to say anything, so he could only start searching all over the mountains and plains.

…

"Haha, Lao Jiu, your apprentice has always been arrogant and arrogant, believing that he is unparalleled in cunning. Now he must be in trouble."

Ding Ning was sleeping leisurely and contentedly with his legs crossed and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, when the voice of Xiang Tiange suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The little guy is interesting. That kid from Qisha is good at everything, but he thinks he is smart and always likes to take the wrong approach. It would be good to let him learn a lesson and suffer a little, so as not to keep him too proud."

There was a strong sense of pride in the voice of a strange old man.

"Okay, stop showing off nakedly, isn't it just to have a good apprentice? What's the point?"

Xiang Tiange said angrily that Greedy Wolf and Po Jun were both his disciples, but their qualifications and reaction to the enemy were not as good as Qisha's. This made him jealous. Seeing Qisha's defeat in Ding Ning's hands, he I don’t know how much I feel gloating about my misfortune.

"I'm not showing off, I'm seeking truth from facts, haha!"

Qu Wuyou laughed proudly. He was an outstanding disciple, and his face was shining as a master. Ding Ning did seven kills, but he was not annoyed. He thought that Ding Ning was not a bad kid. If he had a good character, he could consider accepting him as a disciple. .

"Haha, little guy, Qisha is running up the mountain to look for you right now. It's time to vent your anger. Come here quickly."

This song to the sky was addressed to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's heart trembled. He had always been very confident in his spying instincts, but he didn't expect that every move he made today would be in the eyes of others without even realizing it.

Is this the power of a god-level strongman? From such a distance, you can actually detect his every move.

How did he know that Xiang Tiange and Qu Wuyou followed Taizu to the ancient martial arts world to sign the "Peace Agreement" and were seriously injured and dying after returning. It was all thanks to Xiahou Weiyang who mobilized the whole country to collect heavenly materials and earthly treasures that their lives were saved. Take it back from the hands of the Lord of Hell.

But even so, their lower limbs were paralyzed and all their kung fu was disabled. This was even more uncomfortable than killing them. They were so disheartened that they had no love for the rest of their lives. They wanted to seek death, but Xiahou Weiyang stopped him and asked them to give him three month time.

In order to eliminate the two brothers' desire to die, Xiahou Weiyang went deep into the Demonic Abyss alone, and after a near-death experience, he captured two stray demon spirits and brought them back, allowing them to choose whether to merge or not.

After the death of a powerful demon, the sealed power consumes the memory of his life, and turns into a wandering soul that has no independent consciousness and only relies on instinct to act. The soul of the demon is called a demon spirit, and the soul of the demon is called a demon spirit.

These two things are great tonics for spiritual masters, but they are extremely poisonous for warriors, because warriors cannot open up the sea of ​​consciousness until they reach a very high level, and they can easily be possessed by demonic spirits.

The huge spiritual power contained in it is overwhelming.

Fortunately, Xiang Tiange and Qu Wuyou are both martial god-level warriors and have opened up a sea of ​​consciousness. Although it is not as vast as a spiritual master's sea of ​​consciousness, they are still barely able to absorb demon spirits, but life and death are still unknown.

This was also Xiahou Weiyang's helpless move. Of the thirteen brothers, only three of them were left. Naturally, he didn't want to see the two brothers who sympathized with each other leave him. He could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and his physical disability and martial arts were disabled.

, then just modify your mental strength.

Naturally, the two of them would not let down Xiahou Weiyang's good intentions. They had no love in their lives and were not afraid of death anyway, so they simply started to fuse the demon spirits.

Fortunately, in the process of fusing the demon spirits, although they were almost blown away by the powerful spiritual power several times, they fought hard all their lives and were determined far beyond ordinary people. In the end, they finally succeeded in merging and became spiritual masters.

But they don't have the training techniques of spiritual masters, so they can only rely on their own continuous exploration, and they have been in seclusion for more than thirty years to refine their spiritual consciousness before they can regain the realm of martial gods. No, they should be spiritual masters.

This is a miracle that cannot be replicated. It is unexpected but reasonable. After all, they were able to cultivate themselves into martial gods through their own efforts. This shows that they themselves are amazingly talented people, and their success as spiritual masters is no accident.

This is inseparable from their tenacious perseverance, outstanding talent, understanding of martial arts and indomitable iron-blooded will.

"I'm sorry, kid, I'm going to pay homage to the two seniors!"

Ding Ning didn't know who Qu Wuyou was, and thought he was Xiahou Weiyang. When he thought about meeting this legend in the national martial arts world, the pillar of the Chinese martial arts world, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.

"hehe!"

Xiang Tiange smiled gently, and the voice gradually dispersed.

After walking out of the lost formation and arriving at the top of the mountain, Ding Ning couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the Imperial Palace in front of him. It was completely different from the tall, grand, gorgeous and luxurious palace he had imagined.

There are more than a dozen ordinary bungalows with red bricks and blue tiles. The corners are covered with moss. The rough construction level can still reveal traces of cement between the bricks. Some of the old red bricks have faded, showing the traces of time.

These buildings, with a strong style of the 1950s and 1960s, are piled up on the top of the mountain in an orderly manner. Some seasonal vegetables are grown in a few rows of vegetable beds between the houses, which is full of pastoral atmosphere.

If it weren't for the walls surrounding these dozen or so bungalows, forming a very large courtyard, then the largest bungalow in the middle would have the words "Guoshifu" hanging on the door, and a piece of "Guoshifu" hanging on the beam.

With the national flag fluttering in the wind, Ding Ning mistakenly thought he had arrived at a farmyard in the 1950s and 1960s.

"Are you disappointed?"

Xiang Tiange's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

Ding Ning nodded sincerely and shook his head: "I originally thought that the Imperial Palace should be a very majestic building. It was indeed a bit beyond my expectation, but it can't be said to be disappointing. After all, the older generation

His revolutionary feelings are not easily understood by our generation."

"hehe!"

Xiang Tiange chuckled, with a hint of nostalgia in his voice: "When the Guoshifu was founded, it was the period when the Kingdom of China was just founded. The whole country was very poor. Many people couldn't even eat, so they had to tighten their pants.

Belt self-reliance and hard work. Although Taizu wanted to build us a magnificent palace to commend our meritorious service, we have all come from the war years.

There is no difference between living in a palace and living in a thatched hut. If the world can be peaceful, people can no longer starve to death, and people can live and work in peace and contentment, then we have realized our original ideal, and it is better than ours.

Living in the most luxurious palace still makes us happy, so we don’t want to burden the country any more, so we take out our allowance and do it ourselves.

We built these bungalows as shelters. Although they are simple and crude, we can live in peace of mind as long as they can protect us from the wind and rain. Decades have passed in a blink of an eye. Now the country's conditions are better, and the leaders have repeatedly proposed to rebuild the country.

It’s a mansion, but we have already developed feelings here, so there is no need to worry about it anymore. What’s more, a luxurious life can easily wear down people’s will. The simple and simple life here

The conditions allow us to always remember that there are still many people in remote areas living a life without enough food. Our ideal has not been completely realized. One day, all people will be able to have enough food, clothing and clothing, and live without food.

When we no longer have to worry about our livelihood, we will build a tall and magnificent Imperial Palace, then we can live in it with peace of mind."

Ding Ning was stunned. It turned out that this was a bungalow built by them themselves. No wonder the workmanship looked so rough. Irregular white lime and cement could be seen at the joints between some bricks. It was completely incompatible with the style of the Guoshi Mansion.

Based on their contribution to the country, any kind of treatment is not an exaggeration, but they are willing to live in poverty and would rather live here. At first, they were unwilling to add burden to the country, but now they want to always alert themselves that there is still a small country in China.

A small number of people live a life of poverty, and they cannot enjoy a luxurious life with peace of mind.

What kind of sentiment is this? Ding Ning, who was born in a peaceful era, cannot deeply empathize with it, but it does not prevent him from sincerely respecting these old revolutionaries.

Worry about the worries of the world first, then be happy when the world is happy. If you live high in a temple, you will worry about its people. If you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your king!

When these familiar words appeared in Ding Ning's mind involuntarily, an emotion called respect kept surging in his heart. When he looked at the simple Imperial Mansion in front of him, he suddenly felt that it was not simple at all, but gave him a sense of

A natural sense of harmony that is taken for granted.

"Senior said that I was naive, but now I feel that this should be the real Imperial Palace, and this is the place where a real Imperial Palace deserves to live."

Ding Ning's eyes were filled with respect, and he clasped his hands and bowed ninety degrees to express his respect.

These words are not a compliment, but words truly from the bottom of my heart. Compared with the extravagant desires of those rich and nobles, those who are willing to be poor and live in a shabby house but care about the world are the real national scholars.

This is a sentiment that has the world in mind, a noble sentiment that is unique to the older generation of revolutionaries and they want to pass it on from generation to generation.

To be honest, before coming to the Imperial Palace, Ding Ning couldn't understand why Xiahou Weiyang abandoned his family for the sake of the country, causing Xiahou to be homeless for the first half of his life.

But at this moment, after feeling their feelings, Ding Ning suddenly realized that without the selfless dedication of people like them who cared about everyone and their family, how could the prosperity of China's country be achieved today.

Love knows no bounds. They may be indebted to their families, but they are worthy of the entire country and all the people in the world. They have a clear conscience!

Brother Xiahou, you have such an ancestor. I don’t know whether you should feel proud or resentful. I would be more confused than you.

Ding Ning asked himself, he did not have such lofty sentiments. He was just a common man who hung out in the fame and fortune market. Sometimes he would do whatever it took to achieve his goals, but he stuck to his moral bottom line. He would be very satisfied if he could protect his relatives and friends around him.
Chapter completed!