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Chapter 399 Song Yang's Flickering

"call!"

Song Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, and the pain and discomfort in his body subsided.

The old Taoist Ping Zhen was frightened just now, so he stood there without saying a word and looked at her coldly, actually recovering from his injuries.

Until now, the wound on the chest has finally healed completely.

Song Yang also recovered most of his strength.

Although he can heal himself, he was indeed seriously injured just now.

It hurts even when injured and feels weak when bleeding, just like ordinary people.

If the old Taoist Ping Zhen can still struggle to the death, and gives him the palm of the Wind Spirit Divine Sword, then Song Yang may really be in trouble.

So he had no choice but to show his trump card and pretend to be a big boss.

The effect was indeed very good, and it scared Ping Zhen.

But now that Song Yang has recovered, Ping Zhen is no longer afraid of serious injuries.

"Get up. You don't know this either. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not to blame." Song Yang patted Gongsun Qi on the shoulder and said.

"My lord! I'm humble..."

"Get up! Listen to the order!"

Gongsun Qi still blamed himself, Song Yang said gloomily.

"Yes!" Gongsun Qi could only respond and stood up.

But he kept his head down and didn't dare to look at Song Yang, like a child who had done something wrong.

Song Yang smiled and said: "Okay! I won't blame you for this! No one can see everything in the world. What's more, you and him are still masters and disciples."

Then Song Yang pointed to the sky and continued: "By the way! You have to keep the secret for me. My identity is a secret of heaven, so remember not to reveal it. Otherwise, you and I will be punished by heaven."

"Yes! I swear not to mention anything because of my humble position!" Gongsun Qi said with a serious face.

"Your Majesty! What about my master... Taoist Ping Zhen?" Gongsun Qi looked at Ping Zhen with a complicated expression.

Although he cared about the relationship between master and disciple, Song Yang's side was about national justice.

If Song Yang wants to kill Pingzhen, Gongsun Qi will definitely kill his relatives out of justice.

"Taoist Priest Ping Zhen. Tell me, why do you want to help Luo Xin kill me? A master like you shouldn't be bribed by someone like Luo Xin, right?"

Song Yang walked up to Pingzhen and looked at Pingzhen doubtfully.

Ping Zhen is the best in the world in martial arts.

If Song Yang is not stuck in a bug, he must not be a mediocre opponent.

Even if they fight again now, they will definitely win.

Once Pingzhen knew about Song Yang's recovery ability, he would no longer be frightened.

Song Yang will no longer succeed in sneak attacks.

Ping Zhen Lao Dao closed his eyes and said:

"King of Jiangzhou. Regardless of whether you are a god or not, if I can't kill you, then I have broken my trust. There is no need to mention this matter again. Just kill me."

"Master!"

"I call you Master to thank you for teaching me, but if you want to assassinate the prince, you are going against the people of Daqian. Master! The world is broken. If the prince hadn't rebuilt the country, then the people would have

How to survive!"

"Master! You have stayed at Luo Xin's place. You should know what life is like for the people there."

"Look at the people in Jiangzhou! The people in Jiangnan! They have now returned to their lives before the natural disaster! They are even living better!"

"You once said that those who practice martial arts should have the world in mind, but did you assassinate the prince with the world in mind?"

Gongsun Qi's eyes were red. He really couldn't accept the fact that Ping Zhen Lao Dao wanted to assassinate Song Yang.

This is contrary to his beliefs and contrary to Ping Zhen's teachings back then.

Gongsun Qi, who has always been a man of few words, said a lot today.

He was venting his depression.

"Alas! You are right! I have deviated from Master Yiren's teachings!"

"The world has blinded my eyes and covered my soul."

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"Master! Pindao is going to find you right now!"

Pingzhen was so embarrassed by Gongsun Qi's words that he sighed heavily, summoned up the last of his strength and patted the Tianling Gai.

But his palm did not clap.

It was Song Yang who grabbed him tightly.

"Taoist Priest, I haven't figured out what happened between you and Luo Xin, so you can't die!" Song Yang pinched Pingzhen's wrist and said domineeringly.

If I don't let you die, don't even think about it.

Pingzhen shook his head, looked at Song Yang, and finally put down his palm.

"That's alright. Pindao will tell you the matter, I just hope you can let Pindao die."

"You tell me first."

"This matter started many years ago..."

Ping Zhen spoke slowly, and scenes from the past emerged one after another.

From Ping Zhen's feud with Pang Pan to Pang Pan's pursuit of Ping Zhen.

Then the two of them had a big fight, and Pingzhen was attacked first, then fought to the death, and was seriously injured and fell into coma.

Luo Xin passed by and rescued him, and he promised Luo Xin to help him with three things.

"That's it." Song Yang suddenly realized.

No wonder Pingzhen would sacrifice his life for Luo Xin. It turned out that he owed Luo Xin his life.

"How many times has Taoist Master attacked him?" Song Yang asked.

"This is the third time."

"Then your grudge is settled, isn't it?" Song Yang said with a wink.

"How can I end my failure to kill you?" Ping Zhen said with a frown.

"You killed him! Look, I'll take care of it for you." Song Yang said with his fingers.

"Did he ask you to kill me?"

"Um."

"You're here, aren't you?"

"yes."

"You killed me too, didn't you?"

"This...is taking action."

"Snapped!"

"Here! Look, you killed me and I lost my life, so you have fulfilled his promise!"

Song Yang snapped his fingers and said.

"What? You lost your life?"

Pingzhen and Gongsun Qi were both confused. What did they mean by losing their lives?

"This is another big secret of my king. Although I am a god descending to earth, most of my magic has been dissipated and my body is also damaged. Therefore, my life is not immortal. I only have nine lives."

"You just killed this king. Isn't that considered a success?"

Song Yang's words made Pingzhen and Gongsun Qi stand on the spot.

Nine lives?

real or fake!

But thinking about Song Yang's weird resilience just now, it seems to be true...

"Your Majesty! If you lose a life, it will be a big deal!" Gongsun Qi said with a worried look on his face.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I still have eight lives."

Song Yang continued to fool around.

The plain old Taoist was stunned for a moment after being deceived.

"Are you...really a god?" Ping Zhen asked with wide eyes.

"It used to be!" Song Yang nodded.

"What is the immortal world like? How do immortals live?" Ping Zhen asked.

He devoted himself to Taoism and had a lot of yearning for the world of immortals and Buddhas.

"Well... the fairy world is a very beautiful world. The life of immortals... they have many mounts, some that can fly in the sky, run on the ground, and some that can dive into the deep sea."

“In short, it’s very good and advanced.”

Song Yanggui's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat.

"I know! Your Majesty wants to turn Jiangzhou into a fairyland!" Gongsun Qi suddenly exclaimed.

"Jiangzhou is building trains and automobiles, and the prince also talked about airplanes. Are these the mounts of immortals?" Gongsun Qi asked like a curious baby.

"It's far from an immortal's mount. An immortal's mount can travel thousands of miles in a day. I just want to make some basic versions."

"A thousand miles a day!"

Pingzhen and Gongsun Qi were both shocked. They traveled thousands of miles in a day, couldn't they reach anywhere in one day?



"Hey! The prince is here?"

Song Yang was bragging with Pingzhen and Gongsun Qi when Gongsun Mo came back.

The old man took his eldest grandson out for a walk all morning. It was almost noon now and he came back to prepare food for his eldest grandson.

When I got to the door, I saw that the door was open. I heard something moving in the backyard and came to take a look.

Just when he saw Song Yang standing there shirtless, Pingzhen Laodao and Gongsun Qi were sitting cross-legged.

"Lao Mo is back. Come, let me see Xiao Jiang's achievements!" Song Yang said with a smile.

Gongsun Qi's child is named Gongsun Jiangong.

Gongsun Mo walked forward and saw several blood stains on the battlefield.

"This! What's going on?" Gongsun Mo exclaimed, pointing to the blood stains.

"Hey! Don't panic, I just discussed martial arts with the Taoist priest!" Song Yang waved his hand.

"Sparring? It's bloody." Gongsun Mo expressed doubts.

"It doesn't matter if a martial artist is injured!" Song Yang said nonchalantly.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay?" Gongsun Mo looked Song Yang up and down.

Song Yang pointed at himself and said, "Do you think I'm in trouble?"

Song Yangzheng was shirtless, with his upper body clearly visible, and there were no scars at all.

Gongsun Mo felt relieved.

"Is this blood vomited by the Taoist priest?" Gongsun Mo became concerned about Ping Zhen again.

"Alas! I am too old to be the prince's opponent." Ping Zhen shook his head and said.

"Oh. What's so good about practicing martial arts? You vomit some blood every now and then. Well, I'll get you some food to supplement your health!"

After Gongsun Mo finished speaking, he left without letting Song Yang hold the child.

I'm afraid that the children will be scared when they see the blood on the ground...

"Your Majesty! Pindao can die this time."

Gongsun Mo came back and interrupted Song Yang.

Ping Zhen was reminded of the suicide just now.

"Huh? Why do you have to die again? Haven't you fulfilled your promise?" Song Yang asked doubtfully.

"Isn't it a big crime for me to assassinate you?" Ping Zhen asked.

"I forgive you!" Song Yang said nonchalantly.

"This..." Ping Zhen didn't know what to say.

Song Yang's mind is too broad.

No wonder he can lead the revival of Jiangnan!

"Taoist Master, you can stay in Jiangzhou from now on. There is no need to go back to Luo Xin to recover. The matter is settled."

"Besides, Luo Xin doesn't have many days left. The army is about to move north, and Luo Xin's destruction is just around the corner."

Song Yang looked at Taoist Pingzhen and said.

Ping Zhen frowned and said, "You also want me to serve you?"

Ping really doesn't want to work for Song Yang anymore, he just wants to be clean now.

"No! Why do I ask you to serve me when I am a god from heaven? I let you stay in Jiangzhou for the sake of Gongsun Qi. In the future, you masters and disciples will have to move around more. Once you are a master, you will always be a father.

Well."

After Song Yang finished speaking to Ping Zhen, he patted Gongsun Qi on the shoulder and said:

"Big man. Although your master made some small mistakes before, I have forgiven him. You will have to serve your master more in the future. We must not lose our virtues."

Gongsun Qi scratched his head, looked at Ping Zhen and said: "As long as the master no longer thinks about assassinating the prince, I will provide for you until you die!"

"Okay, okay! I won't kill him! I just want to retire now!" Pingzhen said with some emotion.

"Okay, that's it. The Taoist priest can stay in Jiangzhou from now on. There are also Taoist temples in Jiangzhou. If you want to practice Taoism, you can go to the Taoist temple. If you don't want to, just live in your home. It's up to you." Song Yang said with a smile.

This guy's conspiracy has been accomplished.


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