Li Qiye came out of the Hundred Saints Hall and sat on the stone steps, looking at the vast sea, watching the waves, the gentle sea breeze blowing, and remained silent for a long time.
Zhang Baitu didn't know the origin of Li Qiye. In his opinion, Li Qiye was so mysterious that it was impossible to guess.
"Where did the young master come from?" After a long time, Zhang Baitu couldn't help but ask.
"Come from where you should come." Li Qiye sat quietly on the steps, blowing the sea breeze quietly. After a long time, he glanced at Zhang Baitu beside him and said: "I see that you are practicing
It is extremely mixed, and it is mixed but not refined. You have not only practiced your Zhang family's martial arts, but also practiced the Siren's mental skills, and also practiced the tree clan's internal skills.
."
Li Qiye's words not only surprised Zhang Baitu, but also made his expression darken. What surprised him was that a young man like Li Qiye could see his cultivation at a glance. What made his expression darkened was his own situation.
"After my elder passed away, I learned only... superficially, so I went out to become a disciple and joined many sects. However, I failed to make any progress in what I learned. In the end, I had to return to Bai Sheng Church, hoping that one day I could
To end up in Baishengtang, this can be regarded as the fallen leaf returning to its roots." Zhang Baitu's expression was gloomy, and he opened his eyes to speak, but in the end his thousands of words were reduced to short words.
It turned out that after all the elders in Zhang Baitu's family passed away, Zhang Baitu failed to learn many family-inherited Kung Fu. And with the disappearance of some elders in the family, their Zhang family's Kung Fu was even lost.
But Zhang Baitu was not willing to accept it, so he traveled to other places to study under his master. It is not known whether Zhang Baitu was dull or had other reasons. This made it difficult for Zhang Baitu to study under his master.
Zhang Baitu studied under his master. He learned very slowly, and his progress in practice was also very slow. It can even be said that the word "very slow" is not enough to describe his practice. His practice can even be described as "snail crawling"
” to describe.
Zhang Baitu's practice was so slow that even the disciples he worshiped were willing to let him leave, or he would leave on his own. For many sects, once you become a disciple, you will never leave.
However, Zhang Baitu's practice was hopelessly slow, and all the disciples he studied under were willing to let him leave. To put it bluntly, Zhang Baitu didn't want to leave, and they would drive him away.
Such a disciple would simply be a disgrace to the master.
In this way, Zhang Baitu worshiped one sect after another, but in the end he learned nothing. Because he worshiped so many sects. As a result, many monks or sects in the Dragon Demon Sea knew him.
In the end, everyone called him "Zhang Baitu". This name means that he was an apprentice of hundreds of sects. As for his real name, no one remembers him.
After talking about all the past events, Zhang Baitu couldn't help but darken his expression. He said with some helplessness: "It's because I am too stupid and have too poor qualifications. I failed in the training of all the teachers. What I have cultivated in my life is not as good as that of a new disciple."
." At this point, he couldn't help but sigh.
For Zhang Baitu, even he was in despair. At first, he either thought that he had not found the right technique for him, or that he had not found the right teacher for him. However, after practicing again and again without success, Zhang Baitu finally
The disciple himself had no confidence. He could only say that he was too stupid and was not suitable for practice at all. Therefore, he returned to his home and the Hundred Saints Church, hoping to spend his whole life here.
"Perhaps I am not destined to be from this world. I was born a mortal, so why bother to squeeze into the world of monks." At this point, Zhang Baitu couldn't help but murmur to himself.
After becoming a disciple of so many disciples and practicing so many techniques, he no longer blamed anyone but himself, and he himself was in despair.
Li Qiye glanced at Zhang Baitu and said calmly: "It's not that you are not qualified, nor is it because you are stupid. Everything in the world has cause and effect. I can only say that you failed to find the cause and effect."
"Young master, there is no need to comfort me like this. There are also elders from my sect who have told me this. If it is really not that I am not qualified, why have I not made any progress?" Zhang Baitu said with a bitter smile.
In his opinion, Li Qiye's words were also comforting to him. In fact, he had heard a lot of such words, and some of the elders of the sects he had joined also comforted him in the same way.
"The Zhang family's descendants are a little different after all. If you practice our family's skills, everything will be easy." Li Qiye said calmly.
"My Zhang family's martial arts?" Zhang Baitu couldn't help but be startled for a moment, and then he was a little curious and asked: "Young Master, do you know anything about my Zhang family's martial arts?"
In fact, Zhang Baitu was also very curious in his heart. No one had been able to open the wooden door of Baisheng Church, but a young man like Li Qiye opened it. Zhang Baitu couldn't help but wonder whether Li Qiye was the legendary sage.
.
Of course, Zhang Baitu didn't know what the legendary saints were like. As for the so-called saints, they were all in legends. There have always been rumors that Baisheng Church is protected by the Holy Church of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. However,
Neither the descendants of the Zhang family, nor the Hong family, nor the descendants of the Xu family have ever seen what the legendary sages were like.
"Zhang's Kung Fu?" Li Qiye just smiled faintly and said, "If your Zhang family's Kung Fu is lost, or you can go back to Dongting Lake. In those days, Zhang, Hong, and many other sages with great surnames or
They are all preserved with hand ties, and maybe I can find your Zhang family’s skills."
Zhang Baitu opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he just sighed softly and said nothing.
"Could it be that Dongting Lake has been ostracizing you Zhang family?" Li Qiye looked at Zhang Baitu and said slowly.
Zhang Baitu was silent for a while, and finally said: "I know very little about the elders, but Dongting Lake has taken care of me and has not excluded me."
"It's because you don't want to go back." Li Qiye took a look and understood Zhang Baitu's arrogance.
Regarding Li Qiye's words, Zhang Baitu remained silent and did not answer.
Li Qiye just said indifferently: "Let the past things disappear. The struggle for power among our ancestors should pass. Your ancestors with the surnames Xu, Hong, and Zhang all fought side by side.
They were once friends of life and death. On the battlefield of life and death, no one of them ever gave up on the other. They all shared life and death. Even in the most tragic times, they all exchanged blood for blood and supported each other to survive..."
"...As descendants, you descendants are indeed unworthy. For the sake of a mere bit of power, you squeeze each other out and engage in deceit. This is simply losing the face of your ancestors and insulting the friendship between your ancestors that is thicker than blood.
Already."
Having said this, Li Qiye paused and said: "After so many years, the struggle for power among your ancestors with major surnames should also be over. You should return to a big family, where you should rely on each other and support each other. Only in this way, you
Dongting Lake can survive in the future."
To outsiders, Li Qiye was rarely so sincere and sincere. This time he was rarely so sincere. It could be said that he was thinking of the love of the ancestors of Zhang, Hong and Xu.
Zhang Baitu couldn't help but fell silent. As a descendant, he didn't know how to evaluate the affairs of his ancestors, or maybe he was a little angry in his heart.
"People from the Zhang family are all somewhat arrogant." Looking at the silent Zhang Baitu, Li Qiye understood what he was feeling in his heart. He just smiled lightly and said.
Li Qiye looked at Zhang Baitu and said: "You may be angry in your heart. You are not satisfied with the Hong family's ancestors pushing your ancestors out of Dongting Lake. Your Zhang family is also one of the founders of Dongting Lake."
1, so you can’t help but feel resentful in your heart.”
"I don't know either." At this point, Zhang Baitu said: "Dongting Lake has no ill intentions toward me, as for my generation. I don't know the struggle of my ancestors, but they just moved away from Dongting Lake.
After that, we didn’t want to go back, we settled here, this is our home.”
"Thousands of years of anger should be dispelled." Li Qiye just smiled. In later generations, he did not bother to ask about the struggle for power among the descendants of the Zhang, Xu, and Hong surnames in Dongting Lake.
He didn't even want to ask about this nonsense.
However, in the end, Li Qiye still hopes in his heart that their surnames can eventually come together. Their surnames are interdependent and indispensable. Only in this way can Dongting Lake survive forever in the future.
"When I was young, I was more or less resentful in my heart." After a long time, Zhang Baitu, who had been silent for a while, couldn't help but smile bitterly. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "I'm dying now. It's time for me to die."
Those who are bearish are all bearish. To me, all this does not matter. Let the grievances and grievances of our ancestors go away. What is right or wrong is already a thing of the past."
Having said this, Zhang Baitu couldn't help but let out a long breath. When he said such words, he couldn't help but feel relaxed. The grievances between their big names should also disappear.
At that time, the Zhang family was squeezed out of the center of power in Dongting Lake. Their ancestors moved out of Dongting Lake in anger and stayed in Baishengtang to sever ties with Dongting Lake. This also made the descendants of the Zhang family a little angry throughout the generations.
He was dissatisfied and unwilling to associate with the Hong and Xu surnames of Dongting Lake.
"It's a good thing to have such an idea. Hard work pays off. One day, all the grudges will disappear with a smile." Li Qiye glanced at Zhang Baitu and said lightly.
"Wow!" At this moment, the sound of waves was heard outside the island. The waves were separated, and more than a hundred Iron Scale monks with iron armor on their backs were seen stepping on the water.
"No, the leader of the Iron Scale Sect is here in person." Seeing these powerful men coming across the water, Zhang Baitu's expression suddenly changed, and he was shocked. He did not expect that the Iron Scale Sect would come so quickly, and the leader
Come with the elders in person. (To be continued...)