The clerk in soap clothes who was responsible for collecting money yawned while working on the dock.
He looked at the lake and suddenly blinked.
From the mist, a small broken boat was slowly driving over.
It looks extremely old and dilapidated... Even after repairs, it is still leaking.
finally……
It sank directly dozens of meters away from the pier...
But the punter didn't panic at all. He just punted the boat and flew up like a big bird. He tapped his toes on the water twice and climbed onto the pier.
"Is this... a martial arts master?"
"Being able to walk on water, even for a few steps... could he be... the legendary... Huajin Grandmaster?!"
The young official in soap clothes was smiling, ready to pay homage to the great master.
The next moment, his smile froze on his face.
Because this 'big master' was wearing tattered clothes that were no better than a beggar. His hair was tangled, his face was full of beards, but his eyes were bright and sparkling.
"What year is this?"
Aaron stood with his hands behind his hands and let out a sigh, fully completing his image of a worldly master.
In fact, among the supplies he purchased, razors were also prepared.
He deliberately kept a big beard so that if such a long time passed, there would be no one who knew him on the dock.
"Uncle Qi, this year is the 30th anniversary of Xiangwu!"
The junior official thought very clearly, no matter whether this slovenly master was crazy or something else, he could easily kill himself, so shouldn't he be treated like a master?
"It's still the year of Xiangwu? Has Huang Wenlong not tried to usurp the throne yet?" Aaron was a little surprised.
"Uncle, don't you dare say such nonsense." The clerk turned pale with fright, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down: "Master Huang was devoted to the country all his life. He died of illness ten years ago. Thousands of people along the streets of the capital cried and mourned...
The emperor gave him the posthumous title of 'Wu Zheng' to show his great achievements in quelling the rebellion of the Six Kings and supporting him from heaven!"
"I see."
Aaron used his magic skills and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The clerk rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he had seen a ghost!
…
"Thirty years!"
As Aaron rushed to Taize Fucheng, he secretly sighed: "Is it only thirty years?"
When he lived in seclusion on Qianlong Island for fifteen years, he successfully dissipated his kung fu and modified the "Iron Clothes Fist".
Perhaps it is because the slow spreading method does not damage the foundation and even improves it. The progress of martial arts practice after that can be said to be a rapid improvement.
There was no bottleneck all the way to Anjin, and Anjin was achieved in just five years!
The next transformation of energy took Aaron a lot of effort and ten years of hard work, and he was just accomplished a month ago!
From then on, the bright and dark energy in his body merged into one, and he could send and receive it from the heart, reaching the most advanced state of martial arts!
At this point, Tieyi Fist had no way forward, so Aaron chose to go out of the mountain, no, out of the lake!
…
Taizefu City.
Inn.
He asked the waiter to get some hot water, took a nice bath, and changed clothes. Aaron only trimmed his beard without shaving it, and then changed into a purple robe. He really looked majestic.
"Well, I can give you a nickname, like Qiubeard?!"
Aaron took a look in the bronze mirror and was quite satisfied. The most important thing was that his skin was extremely smooth without a single wrinkle.
I glanced at the properties panel again:
[Name: Fang Yu (Aaron)]
[Talent: Immortality]
【Age: 60】
[Realm: Transformation of Strength]
[Martial Arts: Iron Clothes Fist Level 3 (1000/1000)]
[Skills: Fishing (95/100), Disguise (4/5), Disguise (90/100), Bone Shrinking (49/100), Medical (61/100)]
…
"The Bone Shrinking Kung Fu is inherently deficient, and it really can't be improved... Iron Clothes Fist, on the other hand, has only three levels, one layer of Ming Jin, one layer of Dark Jin, and one layer of Transformation Jin..."
Aaron thought to himself, walked out of the guest room, and came to the inn lobby.
After ordering a table of food and wine, and pouring himself a full glass of wine, he put a piece of braised pork into his mouth, which was so delicious that he gasped.
"This is called life..."
While eating and drinking, he called the waiter: "I heard that in Taize City, Cao Hongyan of the Cao family was a genius a few decades ago. I wonder what's going on now?"
"Is the guest guest asking the old lady of the Cao family?"
The waiter asked politely.
"Old lady?"
Aaron's mouth twitched.
Well, thirty years have passed, and the original old lady of the Cao family has turned to ashes, but Cao Hongyan seems to be several years older than him.
And he is already sixty...
Cao Hongyan, isn't she just an old lady with chicken skin and gray hair?
Aaron couldn't help but sigh when he thought that the beauty of the generation who used the 'Red Thread Sword' to ward off ghosts and gods, and finally killed the rebel Wang Song Shentong with the sword turned into an old lady.
Beauty ages easily!
This is the most reasonable thing!
"The Cao family is one of the first-class wealthy families in our house. When Mrs. Cao defeated the rebel king Song Shen Tong, she was truly a great master of energy transformation!"
The waiter replied with respect on his face.
'The Cao family is still here...very good. We still need to settle the score.'
Aaron rewarded the waiter with a few large sums of money and asked the waiter to step back, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.
…
In the next few days, Aaron wandered around Taizefu City.
It has to be said that after the Six Kings Rebellion, because the population decreased, resources were vacated, and the government also implemented policies to recuperate and recuperate with the people, the market was actually much more prosperous than thirty years ago, and it looked like a prosperous era!
However, the fourth wife's house had already been occupied by another person, and even after asking the neighbors, she didn't know where the two women had gone, which made Aaron feel a little melancholy.
"Things are different and people are different...it seems like we should plan our revenge first!"
After this period of inquiry, Aaron discovered that although the Cao family is still the number one family in Taize Mansion, there are also hidden dangers!
The Liu family's drought finally happened to the Cao family.
Although there are several talented people in the younger generation of the Cao family who are known as future masters, Aaron has a say in this matter and knows that it is not that simple to achieve transformation.
"But letting the Cao family decline naturally... wouldn't it be too cheap?"
In front of Cao's house, there is a wine stall.
Aaron drank a glass of strong drink directly.
The strong drink entered his throat, his belly was like fire, and his heart for revenge finally burned brightly.
"drive……"
At this time, several horses swept in like the wind. Each of them was a rare and powerful horse, and they were very psychic. They stopped uniformly at the gate of Cao's Mansion.
Several young ladies in bright clothes and angry horses got off their horses amidst the flattery of the door servants, looking like the proud sons of heaven.
"That's Cao Baojin, right? One of the Eight Horsemen of the Cao family. He has extremely high martial arts skills. He joined the dark force at the age of twenty-five. Is he expected to become a master in the future?"
"And the eldest lady of the Cao family, Cao Shao... is a famous beauty in Fucheng."
"That young master with a negative sword should be the one who has recently become famous at the top of the list of geniuses - Nie Renlong, who has achieved great secret power at the age of twenty-two? Tsk tsk... The old lady of the Cao family has invited him here for her birthday. What a god!
What a great face!”
Aaron looked at those people and continued drinking.
Recently he got news that in a while, it will be Cao Hongyan's sixty-fifth birthday!