After Pei Xiufu left the Wutong Courtyard, he appeared on the city wall, wearing a dark black robe, with frosty hair flying in the air. He looked into the distance as the night fell, and sighed slightly, "The young dragon appears, the night is coming!"
"Teacher, is there something on your mind?"
Beside Pei Xiufu, Lu Donghuang was wearing a blue silk robe and staring in front of him with an indifferent expression.
"Nothing, I'm happy tonight!"
Pei Xiufu smiled.
"Teacher is very happy tonight!"
Lu Donghuang said.
"Donghuang...how many years have you been the Lord of Qingtian City?"
Pei Xiufu suddenly asked with a sigh.
"Eighteen years!"
"Eighteen years ago, you established yourself in the realm of the Martial Saint. Originally, as long as you practiced properly and had a smooth mind, you might have entered the realm of the Saint King now."
Pei Xiufu shook his head, his expression looking slightly desolate.
Lu Donghuang's expression was slightly condensed, and he pursed his lips slightly, "Disciple no longer has such an idea. With the realm of Martial Saint, it is also a good choice to sit in Qingtian City and stay by the teacher's side."
Pei Xiufu shook his head and patted the latter's shoulder, "I know you are holding your breath in your heart. Back then, you were also the seventh-ranked being on the top pick, with a bright future. If it hadn't been for that incident more than ten years ago,
How could it be that your realm has remained stagnant for many years? Do you feel frustrated when facing Song Hanshan?"
"Of course there is!"
Lu Donghuang smiled with a faint voice, "Even if I can't become a person like Taiqing, it is not difficult to reach the realm of the Holy King. If I enter the realm of the Holy King, I will not be like this.
, when facing the Holy King Song Hanshan, I felt extremely weak."
"and……"
Lu Donghuang frowned, lowered his voice, and clenched his fists together, "Moreover, Nan Tang Zhike personally promised back then that he would never enter Qingtian City again in this life. Do you think that sending Nan Tang Eleven here does not count as a breach of the promise?
"
Pei Xiufu choked up, "Back then, when Southern Tang broke your Taoist heart, it was unintentional. After all, being from the Huang Clan, there are many things that you cannot control yourself!"
But Lu Donghuang shook his head, "I, Lu Donghuang, am not as good as others, I admit. Even if Nan Tang broke my Taoist heart, I won't bear grudge against him. After all, he still respects you, teacher, and I still do."
Recognize him as my senior brother!"
"But...but, why should he kill Taiqing to death? Is it because Taiqing's identity is not worthy of Huang Lingsha? Or is it because Taiqing's sharpness in handling affairs has overwhelmed him in the Southern Tang Dynasty?"
Lu Donghuang's voice was hoarse, like a roaring tiger, "It is a lifelong fate that the three of us can become brothers. I cherish it very much, and I thought Nan Tangzhi also cherished it. But he chose to kill each other,
How can he be considered a human being when he has to hunt down his own brother, sister, and nephew? If General Li hadn't become a saint overnight and traveled across the country, Taiqing would have died in the mysterious realm of Xuanshuang."
Pei Xiufu let out a long sigh and patted Lu Donghuang on the shoulder, "These things are all over!"
"But it can't get through here!"
Lu Donghuang snorted twice, "So, even if I give up my Taoist ambition to become a saint, I will never forget this matter. If it weren't for Lin Taiqing, Lu Donghuang would have died on that snowy night that year!"
"...What do you think of Lin Huang?"
Pei Xiufu changed the topic.
Lu Donghuang's expression was slightly stunned, and he turned to look at Pei Xiufu with confusion, and then he pondered for a moment, "Young genius, too sharp. Now Song Hanshan is gone, but the three sects and six houses still exist, and Dong Dong, who has wishes and resentments, is gone. The Celestial Sect’s path is very difficult to walk!”
"After three days, I will give him some punches."
Pei Xiufu put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said with a smile.
Lu Donghuang immediately turned his head and stared at Pei Xiufu with a look of astonishment and shock, "Now at this critical moment, people from the three sects and six mansions are rushing towards Baizhan City, just for the sake of Qin in Lin Huang's hands. The secret knowledge of immortality and the legendary relics of Buddha and God. Qingtian Martial Palace cannot wade in muddy waters!"
"Teacher wants to give Lin Huang a punch in person, does he want to accept him as his junior disciple? But in this case, the entire Qingtian Martial Palace will face the target of all the forces in the Taixuan Domain!"
Lu Donghuang reminded.
"I have already decided on this matter!"
Pei Xiufu smiled.
Lu Donghuang frowned, "Why is this?"
Pei Xiufu pursed his lips and smiled, "Who do you think he looks like?"
Um?
Lu Donghuang hummed in confusion, and then began to ponder. His lowered brows raised slightly, and then his eyes widened, staring at Pei Xiufu in disbelief, "He...he is..."
Pei Xiufu nodded silently.
All the expressions on Lu Donghuang's face were frozen, and then his hands kept slapping the city wall and walking back and forth, appearing to be numb with thoughts.
Then, Pei Xiufu only saw a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who stood tall in Yuan Ting suddenly burst into laughter. He jumped up on the tower. His face was like a deep sea rock, and he was extremely moved, with a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes.
Finally, the hunky-backed man actually hid in the corner of the tower, held his face in his hands and cried loudly.
"Tai Qing, you were stabbed eighteen times for me on a snowy night and almost died miserably!"
"It was you who took me into the Holy Sky Tower!"
"For me, you are willing to give up your ideals and live in seclusion..."
"But back then, back then, I couldn't save you. I was sorry for you!"
…
Suddenly, Lu Donghuang stood up, rushed to Pei Xiufu, grabbed the latter's hands, and looked excited, "Teacher...you asked me...let me be his protector! With Donghuang here, I will definitely not let my eldest brother’s child be threatened by anyone!”
Pei Xiufu grabbed Lu Donghuang's hand and shook his head seriously and solemnly, "The guardians of Xiaohuang must reach the realm of holy kings. Otherwise, they will not be able to drive away the threats from the three sects and six mansions!"
"I can do it, I can do it, I have entered the realm of the Holy King! I can definitely do it! Teacher, you believe me!"
Lu Donghuang held Pei Xiufu's hand, like a teenage boy who was confused and confused.
"Donghuang..."
Pei Xiufu choked up twice and patted Lu Donghuang's hand, "Master is telling you this, just hoping that you will be happy. Because that is Taiqing's child."
"no!"
Lu Donghuang immediately said firmly: "Lin Taiqing's descendants are the sons of my Lu Donghuang. Now that Lin Taiqing is gone, I, Lu Donghuang, will shoulder everything he should bear. Master, you believe me, even if it is
My heart is broken in this life, but I am still an array master, so I am not incapable of becoming a saint!"
At this moment, Lu Donghuang's expression was unprecedentedly serious.
Having been shattered by the Southern Tang Dynasty, and sitting in Qingtian City for eighteen years, the latter's heart had already been covered with a layer of dust, unable to make any ripples.