The early morning in Beijing is different from other places.
Every time on the occasion of Chenshi (7 o'clock in the morning), the bell-ringing monk of Wanshou Temple will push the sledgehammer and hit the "Danggu Bell", transmitting the awakening spirit to every corner of Shangjing to wake up the sleeping people.
The ringing of the evening drum and morning bell also brought some benefits to the people in Beijing.
The cost of striking the [Danggu Bell] in Wanshou Temple is not small. It requires all the Qi of an innate extreme master every day to spread the bell to the ears of every resident.
Only top sects like Wanshou Temple are qualified to play such tricks and consolidate Buddhist beliefs by providing benefits to residents every day.
"Otherwise, a dog would have to be born in Shangjing."
"Isn't that right? Those who were born in Fengzhou and Daxia Yuzhou all have bad luck."
"We have a good destiny. This is destined by God. There is nothing we can do about it."
The residents of Shangjing are entitled to be proud.
They always feel that they can live their lives and enjoy peace forever.
Even if the people in Fengzhou start cannibalism, the people who go to Beijing will always have something to eat, and the flames of war will not burn here.
For thousands of years, there has been no safer place than this.
Even if the world is in chaos, they will not end up in such a tragic end like their counterparts in Fengzhou.
"Dad, I heard that the people in Fengzhou are so pitiful." A child seemed to have heard something about Fengzhou from his companions, and couldn't help but confide to his father.
As a result, the father sighed:
"Son, just pretend you don't know."
"That's because their fate is bad. This is fate. Who asked them to be born there?"
"I did evil things in my previous life and was reincarnated in Fengzhou. The only way is to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, as the eminent monk of Wanshou Temple said, and you will be reincarnated into a good child."
The child asked half-understanding:
"Does a villain like Prince Xu, who bullies men and dominates women, also have good virtues in his past life?"
After hearing this, the child's father quickly covered his mouth and threatened his child.
"Stop talking about it. Is it allowed to talk about this kind of thing?"
"Prince Xu was born noble, can you say that?"
The child looked at his father aggrievedly
"Then let's not talk about it."
The Prince Xu mentioned by this child is the commander-in-chief of the Shenwu Army and the legitimate son of Duke Xu - Xu Shi'an.
Unlike most dignitaries who like to have many children and grandchildren, since Xu Guogong's wife died of illness, he has never married a wife or taken a concubine. His affectionate level can be said to be unique among the nobles.
In terms of the gold content of his bloodline, Prince Xu is probably three points higher than the eldest princess. After all, there are many princesses and princes, but Duke Xu Guogong, who controls the Shenwu Army, only has one son.
Therefore, Xu Shi'an is also known as the number one dude in Beijing.
And now, this dandy, a well-known figure in Beijing, is sitting on Wansheng Road waiting for someone.
"Your Majesty, why do you want to wade into this muddy water? Chu Qianqiu is not a simple person."
"He is the adopted son of Liu Dutong, and he is at least a master in the middle stage of Xiantian. He can defeat all the talented people in Lingzhou by himself, and even Li Mingde would be ashamed of himself."
The young master went crazy and the old servant suffered.
Prince Xu sat carelessly in the middle of the road, blocking traffic. Everyone had to take a detour just to wait for one person. As a protector, the old servant naturally wanted to give him some advice.
"Li Mingde is just a loser."
"Give him three moves and I can kill him."
"No matter how simple a person is, he cannot be disrespectful to his sister."
"Since he has a right to die, I will teach him a lesson here."
Xu Shi'an smiled, held the sword in his arms, ignored the old servant's persuasion, and stared straight ahead.
According to the information sent by my sister, Chu Qianqiu will be invited to the Prime Minister's Mansion today.
And he was going to be here to embarrass him.
Li Mingde is a tolerant person with great ambitions. He is not an ordinary person.
The old servant was about to continue saying something, but then he shook his head.
That's all, that's all, the prince has done many ridiculous things, not this one more.
At this time, there was the sound of horse hooves in the distance.
Chu Qianqiu and his party went to the prime minister's residence as scheduled, but encountered a blocker halfway.
"Hush!"
Chu Qianqiu gave an order and controlled Zhui Dian under his command, as well as a dozen personal guards who followed him. They looked at the scene in front of them with strange expressions.
Such a strong old servant is the only one I've ever seen in my life.
"It is unheard of for a master of martial arts to serve as a protector for others."
Chu Qianqiu didn't see Prince Xu sitting on the ground doing performance art.
It's just a mid-term innate, nothing interesting to see.
His eyes fell on the old servant beside the prince.
The old servant said he was an old servant, not even seventy or eighty years old, but looked like a middle-aged man.
He was like a shadow, hiding so deeply that ordinary experts could not detect his traces. Unexpectedly, Chu Qianqiu saw it at the first sight.
The two sides' eyes met instantly.
Between the eyebrows of the two people, the empty room was filled with electricity, reflecting each other's beauty.
In this moment of looking at each other, Chu Qianqiu saw a sword of lingering love. Only by being extremely passionate can one be extremely strong with the sword.
He is willing to bow down and be a coward, and is only willing to fulfill his lover's only child.
The way of the sword of love is madness.
"Old man, deep love will not last long, but strong will bring humiliation." Chu Qianqiu suddenly said.
On the other side, the old servant's expression suddenly changed.
If what Chu Qianqiu saw was the supreme swordsmanship, then what the other party saw was the eighteenth level of hell.
Buddha said: If I don’t go to hell, who will?
For the formation of a hell, countless lives must be devastated.
The young man in front of me, who was only sixteen years old, how many people had he killed?
100, 200, or 300.
No, far more than that.
What's scarier than quantity is quality.
He seemed to have seen countless masters buried here. The worst of those masters were innate, and some were even at the extreme level of innateness.
About 100 Xiantian Ji masters were killed by him?
How can this be.
100 masters in the extreme innate realm can now hunt down martial arts masters in the true body realm.
The protector of Prince Xu could not believe what he saw.
"Young man, there is a saying in Buddhism: If it is a living being, knowing that it is a living being, and intending to kill it and taking its life, it will be a crime of killing." (Note 1)
The guardian broke through the edge that Chu Qianqiu revealed during the confrontation and said in a deep voice.
This old servant is indeed a master of martial arts. He saw through Chu Qianqiu's flaw in killing at a glance and introduced the concept of killing.
What is the crime of homicide?
If you don't kill someone, it's called homicide.
In order to survive, when you are in an emergency, you should eat pandas and eat pandas. That is not called killing.
But if you kill someone for your own desires, such as power, wealth, beauty, or to satisfy your desire for torture, this is the crime of killing.
The old servant never believed that Chu Qianqiu killed so many people in self-defense, so he was surprised and immediately launched a counterattack.
"The old man's lesson is right, Chu will take it to heart."
"Detour to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Chu Qianqiu smiled, without any hesitation, and directly ordered his people to avoid Prince Xu, doing as he pleased.
After all, it is simply shocking to have a master of martial arts as a guardian. There is no need to be familiar with him.
But he didn't expect that this act would completely anger Prince Xu.
Ignore, completely ignore.
Xu Guogong's legitimate son had never suffered such injustice.
"Wait, don't leave!" Xu Shi'an stood up, and the old servant was shocked.
"Your Majesty!"
Just as the old servant was about to take action, Xu Shi'an drew his sword and faced it. It was a rare treasure weapon. The glory of the treasure weapon shined directly at Chu Qianqiu.