Master Ziyang and the old monk looked at King Qin who was standing quietly over there.

A turbulent force surged in King Qin's body. The strong, roaring aura stirred King Qin's spirit, the friends he had, the confidants he had, and everything he had, all shattered when everything was on the right track.

Come.

The wind whistled and rippled.

Master Ziyang slowly raised his eyes and looked at the sky above. The ink-colored clouds gradually gathered and collided, and the flowing wind stirred up, faintly turning into the appearance of white tigers and red dragons, and then collapsed again.

Master Ziyang was shocked in his heart.

The opportunity for martial arts legend?!

He looked at the young man in front of him, but the things ignited by the fire of anger were eventually extinguished. The legend of martial arts,

It is not a barrier that can be broken through with anger and agitated emotions. If that were the case, how could the world's legends be so rare?

Ji Ning'er stretched out her Xiaofeng to wipe the tears from King Qin's face.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Li Guanyi grinned, but this smile made his nose feel even more sore. He just raised his hand and casually wiped his cheek with his sleeve robe, just like the pharmacist who walked around the streets and was not very particular.

He looked at Master Ziyang and the living Buddha and said, "The two palace masters are laughing at each other."

Master Ziyang said he didn't dare.

The young man in front of him is already a man who is unparalleled in the contemporary era and has the spirit of an eternal hegemon. However, before the disputes in this world reach peace, it is this rare hero who has been killed in the past.

The old monk said: "King Su is still in Zhongzhou, and the ruins of the academy are still there. We will also go back to accompany King Su..."

"Old friend."

The number one Buddhist in China looked at his friend Ji Yanzhong.

Ji Yanzhong seemed to have been thinking for a long time. He sat quietly and suddenly spoke: "Your Majesty, King Qin, this child,

This is the last bloodline of Zichang and his wife. Now that the world is in chaos, I don’t know how many people want to use his name to stir up trouble in this troubled world."

"Between life and death, the one he believes in most is you."

"Ning'er, I'll leave it to you."

King Qin looked at the old uncle and senior emperor. He understood Ji Zichang's determination and controlled his emotions.

Holding Ji Ning'er in her arms, she solemnly said: "After today, she will be my daughter. I swear to the Emperor and Queen that I will protect her with the sword in my hand. The world is so big that she will not be harmed at all."

"

"She is the child of brother Chang Wen and sister-in-law of the Wen family."

"After today——she will be called Chang Ning'er."

Ji Yanzhong said: Changle and Changning are good things in the days of peace."

He stretched out his hand and touched Ji Ning'er. After all, this kind old man did not stay long. He refused King Qin's request to let him live here, and did not go to see the disciple Yue Qianfeng again. He just said: "Zhongzhou is my hometown.

,

It’s also my past.”

"Compared to you, the old man is still an old man after all."

"My heart is soft, and I don't have the kind of decision-making you have. Facing the general trend of the world, I can't make such a straightforward decision. So I simply went back to the academy with the old monk and the old Taoist priest--

——”

"At least, I want to go back to my hometown."

"Go home."

Ji Yanzhong forced a smile and said goodbye. He rushed back to Zhongzhou Academy with Master Ziyang and the old monk to find King Gongyang Su and Old Qilin who were left alone in the academy.

All the palace masters in the academy have been practicing together for who knows how many years.

They have a deep friendship with each other.

King Gongyangsu was alone inside, so they were naturally worried.

But when the three of them hurried back, Ji Yanzhong separated from the two palace masters and chose a different path. Master Ziyang stood between the mountains, watching the figure who said he drank water but then left, and remained silent for a long time.

Turning around again, I saw the old monk who had a good personal relationship with Ji Yanzhong walking forward step by step.

He didn't look back, so he called out: "Old monk, Ji Yanzhong, the old imperial uncle has gone somewhere."

The old monk replied: "I know."

Master Ziyang sighed and said: "The Red Emperor's lineage has perished. Ji Yanzhong has lived there since he was a child. His past is also over. When people encounter great changes, they often become less calm."

"I'm worried that he will be depressed and do something crazy."

The old monk said, "Can you pee for him?"

Master Ziyang said: "Old monk, don't play tricks."

The old monk walked forward and said, "He doesn't want to follow the same path as me."

Master Ziyang said: "It's sad, it's negotiable, it's a pity."

He suddenly let out a long roar, a mouthful of pure Taoist essence, the breath was powerful, the sound was like breaking through gold and cracked stone, rushing up into the sky, and said loudly: "There is no way for the public to cross the river, there is no way for the public to cross the river!"

"The public crosses the river and dies."

"What's wrong with Jiang Na?!"

There was no response, and Master Ziyang sighed for a long time.

I could only see mountains and mountains, but I could see deep clouds and heavy fog, and bamboo groves. It was inexplicably quiet, but I couldn't see the kind old man.

Ji Yanzhong just walked around without knowing where he went.

Under the realm of the seventh heaven, his master's martial arts cannot change the situation in this troubled world.

But you can also see the level of those top figures. When they use their skills, they are really like red dragons circling.

Rushing all the way.

I don't know where I went. I was in a daze and saw countless smoke.

However, they had already arrived at a small town. Ji Yanzhong felt distracted. He looked at the small town under the rule of Tiance Mansion and walked in without knowing why. The people who were coming and going saw his appearance and were concerned about him.

A young man in this town saw that his white hair was messy and his eyes were bloodshot. He was worried about the old man, so he invited the old man to sit at home for a while, put down the farm tools, called his family to get out the coarse rice and some pickles, and came out to entertain the old man.

.

This young and strong man was born as a hunter, because originally the mountains and forests belonged to various aristocratic families, and the birds, animals and fish in them naturally belonged to the aristocratic families. He could only hunt some things secretly, and even if he sold them, he could only sell them at an extremely low price.

It’s just a matter of going hungry and having a full meal.

Not to mention having a home, a room, and building a house.

Life was not good at first, but due to the new policies of the Qilin Army, fields were allocated over the years, and you could go hunting according to the season. Your life suddenly got better. Now you are married to your childhood sweetheart and have a child.

.

"I plan to teach her the bow and arrow skills later, and also let her go to the private school of His Majesty the King of Qin. I heard that there is a Qi-nourishing elixir from Grand Master Hou Zhongyu. Children of the right age can receive it, and there are also specialized warriors to teach it.

Martial arts.”

"It's [the fifth set of basic martial arts of the Qilin Army]."

This man entertained Ji Yanzhong for dinner, and when they chatted, there was a smile on his lips. It was obvious that he was full of joy for his current life, and he said with joy, "Your Majesty personally gave him a name, what is it called——"

"Why the young eagle spreads its wings."

"Hey, look at this name, how impressive it is!"

"It's so good, majestic and powerful!"

Suddenly a guest came, but it was a man from the hunting team he formed together who came to look for him. He got up to entertain them while his wife was cooking. Since she was a hunter, there was no shortage of meat at home.

The meat is air-dried using local methods and is very flavorful.

Ji Yanzhong looked at the vegetables, whole grain rice, and some dried meat.

For the royal family, it is considered simple.

But for people in small towns, this is something that they have never dared to think about in the past ten or twenty years.

In particular, there are the elixirs passed down by master warlocks with unusual origins, the [Martial Arts Code] that the swordsman Murong Longtu personally went to Wucunjing, and the experience of the master-level warrior Ximen Hengrong in the Motian Sect spread throughout the northern lands of Chen State.

The basic introductory skills that I have learned from here.

Can read and learn arithmetic.

And opened the way up.

All these exude vitality.

Ji Yanzhong saw the future, and he suddenly thought of many things. He thought of Jiang Wanxiang, Ji Zichang,

Thinking of what Yuwen Lie said to him, the old man lowered his eyes.

'Besides, she is no longer a princess.'
To be continued...