“Little brother, you really can’t tell a person by his appearance!”
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"Children, please be careful and stay away from the wheels of the carriage."
"Brother, although you are ugly, you are a good person!"
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"Grass!" "Grass!" "Grass!"
Seeing Po Jun's face filled with holy glory, doing good deeds along the way, and then looking at the rows of grass jumping around on his left and right shoulders to introduce himself, Xiao Ya lowered her head silently.
No feet were seen.
She sighed sadly, and suddenly felt an envious look next to her.
She looked over and saw that Xiaoyu had already turned her head.
Suddenly, my mood improved.
What made me feel even better was that the host started handing out money.
I saw a wealthy businessman in mourning clothes staggering out. He wanted to hold Huang Shang's hand, but for some reason he didn't dare to hold it. Then he held Mu Yingxiong's hand and didn't let go.
His face was full of tears, and he choked with sobs and said: "My old mother passed away peacefully. You guys are great. I have never heard such a good song "Crying the Emperor" in my life. Next time there will be a funeral in my family...next time there will be someone in the city
I'm looking for you when I'm having a funeral!"
Mu Yingxiong was a little embarrassed: "We are just passing by to make some money so we can go to Beiyuan. We are not doing this specifically."
The wealthy businessman encouraged: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Outstanding talents like these two little brothers will definitely succeed. We are destined to meet again."
"How can you talk... This is a lot of money..."
Mu Yingxiong was about to fall out, but when he looked at the bag handed over by the butler, he finally nodded and forced out a smile: "That's easy to say! It's easy to say!"
When you go out from now on, be sure to bring enough money.
It's true that a penny drove a heroic man to death.
Ten days ago, everyone left Mulong Town and headed for Beiyuan where Jian Zong was located.
Under Po Jun's strong invitation, mainly because they were afraid that he would give them three more swords and six holes, Huang Shang and Mu Yingxiong agreed to become disciples of the Sword Sect.
Mu Yingxiong was the most free and easy-going person. He left a letter to Mu Mansion and the group set off on their way.
A sixteen-year-old boy always hopes to go out and see the vast and prosperous world.
Then he realized he didn't bring enough money.
Huang Shang has always been very quiet and does not care about money and things.
Xiaoyu used to be the most attentive, but recently she kept looking at Xiaoya, looking like she wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and she was careless unintentionally.
Mu Yingxiong is a second-generation rich man. He has no experience in traveling far away, so he hastily prepared his luggage.
As a result, the group walked for three days and all the money in their pockets was exhausted.
If you spend money like water, you can only eat waste.
Fortunately, once you learn an instrument, you can travel all over the world without fear.
No, when everyone came to this city, just in time to catch up with the death of the wealthy Mr. Shen and his mother, Mu Yingxiong stepped forward.
The suona is played, the erhu is played, and the gongs and drums are beaten.
This time the band also had a new member Po Jun, and he chose Chongzhong.
Bells were called "horns" in this era. They came in pairs, made of brass, and had a crisp and sweet sound, like silver bells.
Po Jun got started quickly. When playing, he held a rope in his left and right hands through a small hole and struck each other to make a sound.
It attracted a lot of praise.
After everyone was busy all afternoon, Mu Yingxiong weighed the heavy bag, opened it and saw that it was fifty taels in total.
He is worthy of being a wealthy businessman, and he has a lot of money to spend.
There should be no problem in supporting everyone to come to Jianzong.
If you think about it, it's quite profitable to do this.
wrong.
I used to imagine that when I grew up, I would fight in the world, which was to rob the rich and give to the poor, and let the businessmen who were unkind to the rich hold funerals.
Why now...
Mu Yingxiong looked at the mansion with white lanterns and sighed.
As a result, it is indeed a funeral now.
I even participated.
Is this what it feels like to grow up...
"Pojun, let's go!"
He sighed and shouted to Po Jun, who was helping another old woman cross the street.
"Come right away!"
Po Jun gave a gummy smile, and just as he was distracted, the old lady at his hand suddenly fell to the ground.
The speed was extremely fast, and he shouted while falling: "You pushed me!"
However, Po Jun stretched out his hand and lifted the old lady up.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Young man is so handsome!"
The old lady reacted quickly, patted her clothes, put her hands behind her back, and walked away with a vigorous pace.
The masters are among the people.
"Po Jun, let's go!"
Mu Yingxiong couldn't stand it anymore.
If Pojun hadn't been doing good deeds along the way and was blackmailed with two sums of money, their journey wouldn't have been so slow.
Hurry and hurry, Jian Zong should have arrived in ten days.
And if Pojun continues like this, fifty taels of silver won't last long.
"Not every elderly person is like this."
Po Jun turned around and saw a group of old ladies lined up, eagerly waiting for him to help him, and he immediately smiled.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Yingxiong rushed forward, even using the hero sword.
As soon as the group of old women saw something was wrong, they immediately felt the wind blowing from their feet and disappeared without a trace. However, without moving or raising his shoulders, the four-foot-long sword with its sheath appeared and struck at Mu Yingxiong.
Mu Yingxiong seemed to have expected it, and the heroic sword was also unsheathed. He swung it forward and blocked it with incomparable precision.
The two men's bodies shook, and they were evenly matched.
"Junior brother Ying Xiong is indeed a genius. He has only been mastering the inexplicable sword technique for ten days, but his swordsmanship has already improved by leaps and bounds, reaching such a level."
There was no jealousy in Po Jun's eyebrows, he was full of joy, but he said firmly: "Don't do evil because it's small, don't do good because it's small, don't fail to do it, you see!"
Mu Yingxiong looked in the direction of his finger and saw an old woman walking tremblingly towards the street. Po Jun walked up, with a holy light on her face.
Then the old woman fell down again.
Mu Yingxiong paid ten taels of silver.
Not far away, Huang Shang lowered his head.
The changes in Pojun can be described as going to extremes.
Huang Shang originally thought that his move would destroy Po Jun's passion and allow him to correct his evil ways and become the backbone of the right path in advance.
But now it seems that the effect is too "good", and the villain has directly turned into a holy mother.
And this kind of Virgin is actually still a manifestation of submission to the will of flesh and blood.
It's just that the original flesh and blood will wants to eat, rob, and seize, so the army burns, kills, loots, and commits all kinds of evil.
Now the signal sent out by the flesh and blood will has become to do good deeds for good.
I am afraid that what Huang Shang's soul was thinking at that moment was inadvertently engraved in the ripples of life. In order to survive, the flesh and blood will in Po Jun's body immediately knelt down and licked it, obediently obeying the instructions.
This move indeed saved the lives of countless innocent people, and might even be able to feed a group of old ladies, but Huang Shang thought of the manipulation and manipulation of lower creatures by higher creatures.
Now he is rewriting Po Jun's fate in an understatement. One day, other existences may also rewrite his.
Putting aside the distance, it is useless to think about it. Are the four spirits in this world and the targets of this mission to the heavens also such advanced creatures?
Therefore, not only was Huang Shang not complacent, but he felt a strong sense of urgency and intensified his research on the will of flesh and blood.
He has initially solved the problem of the evil star, and making 10% of his flesh and blood will obey his orders is a crucial step.
There are many masters in this world who can surpass him in terms of strength, but they are far inferior to him in this aspect.
They all know what it is, but they don’t know why it is so.
Not to mention the plot characters, even the reincarnators are rarely understood thoroughly, and they all practice according to the arrangements of the main temple.
But Huang Shang knew very well that he had only solved one question, barely getting started.
There are many more objects to refer to next.
For example, Po Jun.
For example, Mu Yingxiong.
The connection between Mu Yingxiong and him has been clarified.
"The ripples of life are of the same frequency, making them similar in appearance and destiny. They are both prosperous and entangled throughout their lives."
Mu Yingxiong's previous relationship with him had both prosperity and loss, which made Huang Shang very puzzled. Now it seems that he is saving himself.
As a baby, Mu Yingxiong saved himself when he was about to be killed by Wu Mingke.
Mu Yingxiong's will of flesh and blood was also innately powerful, but it was not as powerful as Wuming. But there was such a lone star of evil spirits next to him. In order to survive, his will of flesh and blood adjusted itself and moved closer to Wuming's ripples of life.
Don't hurt your own people.
Over time, a strange connection developed between the two.
They are obviously not related by blood, but they are very similar when they grow up.
Appearances aside, since the ripples of life are on the same frequency, the lives of Mu Yingxiong and Wuming in the original plot are surprisingly similar.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
This kind of micro-evolution is truly amazing.
However, since ten days ago, the life patterns of the two people have begun to differ.
First, Huang Shang regulated the inside and outside, unified his will, and the ripples of his life changed.
Then Mu Yingxiong inherited the Inexplicable Sword Art, and Huang Shang rejected the Inexplicable Sword Art, causing another change.
"This is life-changing!"
Huang Shang sighed.
After "Tiansha Lonely Star", the second move on the level of flesh and blood and will is called "Changing Fate Against Heaven".
The inverse "heaven" is not God. God is too lazy to care about the fate of mankind. This kind of "heaven" is innate.
Reverse your innate nature and modify your fate!
It’s to change your destiny against heaven!
Of course, this trick is just an idea. If you want to succeed, it is not something that can be done in a short time.
Therefore, Huang Shang now turns his target to Jianzong.
Three years later, he would still be ravaged... and face off against the Sword Master and Sword Sect. He was very interested in the swordsmanship.
Many magical skills are actually internal and external conditioning, either suppressing the will to kill flesh and blood, or taming and integrating them. It can be said that they achieve the same goal through different paths.
Only when the inside and outside are integrated can we be most efficient.
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After Pojun stopped helping the old lady cross the street, everyone's journey began to speed up, and the travel expenses were enough.
Three days later, we arrived at Panlong Town.
This is the largest town on the border of Beiyuan. Along the way, people from all walks of life can be seen coming and going. There are many brightly dressed and angry horses. Those who are respected by others are all disciples of the ten sects.
In today's world, the most powerful force is undoubtedly the Wushuang City where Dugu Sword Master is located.
There is an invincible sword master in the world, even if he is not stationed in Wushuang City, it is a holy place that people in the world dare not offend.
The new city lord, Dugu Yifang, is ambitious and has the intention to conquer all directions and integrate the world.
But intentions are just intentions, because there are still ten sects in the world.
These ten sects that don't want to reveal their names are definitely not weak despite the fact that Wu Ming killed tens of thousands of people in one battle.
Now spread across the land of China, their combined strength makes it difficult for Wushuang City to invade, and they can only maintain a false reputation as the best in the world.
The Sword Sect is independent from other forces and is in a semi-hidden state.
What is semi-hermitage?
It's like the dragon's head but not its tail. Many people in the world know that such a sect exists, but no one can see it on weekdays.
Of course, that's at the bottom level, and there are still contacts at the top level.
For example, Jian Hui had many friends, and the twelve spectators invited in the original plot were all famous figures in the world, and they were dragged together to die together.
The top ten sects still respect the Sword Sect at the source of Ten Thousand Swords. Panlong Town is also peaceful and peaceful, and no one is causing trouble.
Until Po Jun returns.
"Everyone, we will rest here tonight and go to Jianzong tomorrow. Miss Xiaoyu is weak and it is difficult to walk across the thousands of miles of ice. I need to prepare some clothes and tools."
Po Jun walked into an inn first and was still talking. When the waiter inside saw the burly body and handsome face, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he finally suppressed a scream from his throat.
Suddenly, there was a flurry of excitement inside, not to mention the somewhat pretty cook, even the fat lady in charge of the shop ran away to the backyard with a rumble.
Everyone saw a black line.
"Uncle! You are here again!"
Then the shopkeeper, who was sweating profusely, came out cautiously, nodded and bowed to Po Jun.
"Shopkeeper Xu, I have offended you many times in the past. I am really sorry. I will make up for it."
Po Jun held his shoulders and turned his almost ninety-year-old waist to a 180-degree angle: "Arrange a few guest rooms for us, and bring us a table of food and drinks."
"Okay! Okay! Get ready now!"
The shopkeeper was full of smiles and was about to greet the waiters, but when he saw Mu Yingxiong take the money and hand it over, his expression suddenly changed: "No way! No way! How can we accept the uncle's money?"
"I don't dare..."
Mu Yingxiong rolled his eyes and put the money into the shopkeeper's hand: "Take it, senior brother has changed his past and won't do anything to you..."
Seeing Mu Yingxiong's heroic spirit, the shopkeeper wanted to believe it, but he didn't dare to believe it. His hands trembled: "Uncle, this is my boss's property. Nothing can happen to it. Please take pity on me!"
This is actually the case for Sheng Dou Xiaomin. He is not the owner of the inn. If something happens, he will lose everything.
Fortunately, at this moment, Huang Shang said: "Take it, it'll be fine!"
It was just a very ordinary word, but the shopkeeper immediately felt relieved, as if he had been granted amnesty: "Thank you! Thank you very much! All guests, please come in!"
Cai Yao's face moved slightly when he saw it, and everyone entered the table.
Not long after, three more people came outside, none other than Jing Gu, Fossil and Ming Jie.
"It's indeed a small team."
Others were not interested in these three diners sitting far away, but Huang Shang knew that they were reincarnators without even glancing at them.
Because their life ripples are extremely powerful, their flesh and blood will is also very weak.
This contrast between strength and weakness is the best proof of the extraordinary reincarnation.
It doesn't matter how well you disguise your appearance.
Of course, this is also the reason why the reincarnators did not deliberately hide it.
If some method of masking the aura is used, his current level is not enough to break through the ability prop card and identify it.
Now that their specific members have been confirmed, Huang Shang feels at ease.
There are reincarnations around me, which makes me feel warm.
Huang Shang felt like he was back home, but Po Jun's face looked a little heavy.
The innkeepers looked at him as if they had seen a tiger and wild beast, and they couldn't avoid it.
The prejudice in people's hearts is like a big mountain... Well, the truth is that Po Jun has never done anything good before, so it is normal for him to have this kind of impression.
Not to mention that everyone except the shopkeeper was trembling, everyone was halfway through eating when the door opened and several people wearing cloaks shaking off the wind and snow walked in. One of them even saw Po Jun's burly body and said in surprise:
"Junior Brother Pojun?"
Everyone looked over there and saw two old men and three young swordsmen standing there. The person calling was only in his twenties and had an ordinary face, but there was a sense of righteousness between his brows, and his whole person had an upright and awe-inspiring look.
Upright.
Po Jun stood up and said gently: "Senior Brother! I didn't expect to meet you just now! Third Elder! Fourth Elder! Sixth Senior Brother! Seventh Senior Brother! You are here too..."
"What did you call me?"
Chen Feng was shocked, and everyone else looked at Po Jun with strange expressions on their faces.
Po Jun smiled with his gums: "Elder brother, don't be surprised. This time I went out, I realized that it was my fault that I offended many times in the past. From now on, I will change my ways and be a good person."
There was silence in the inn for a moment, and then all five people drew their swords: "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be the son of the head of my Sword Sect?"
"I am really Po Jun, listen..."
Po Jun sent a message and used Jian Zong to prove it secretly.
But no matter how much he talked until his mouth went dry, the five of them remained motionless. Mu Yingxiong and Xiao Yu did help with a few words, but how could they believe what outsiders said? The tense atmosphere remained unchanged.
Until Huang Shang said: "This is a disguise, it doesn't have to be like this."
"That's the truth..."
The five members of the Sword Sect were startled. They tasted it first, then carefully, and realized that this was indeed the truth.
If Po Jun was disguised by someone else, he would only pretend to be as arrogant and arrogant as before. How could he deliberately change his personality and expose his flaws? He immediately sheathed his sword.
Sensing that the hostility of the five people had subsided, Cai Yao said in the team channel: "You haven't noticed that others will believe whatever Wuming says."
Xiaoya was picking out pumpkins to eat. When she heard this, she said matter-of-factly: "Wu Ming is a big liar. Everyone will believe whatever he says. It's normal."
Cai Yao shook her head slightly.
Just as Wuming's skill is inversely proportional to his fighting power, everything has an explanation. She thinks this is the feeling of sound waves on people's hearts.
She wants to learn.
Not to mention the reincarnation's desire to learn, after the five members of the Sword Sect put away their weapons, they didn't even have time to sit down and asked directly: "Po Jun, where is the leader?"
Po Jun asked curiously: "Father didn't go back?"
The oldest third elder said: "We came out just to look for the master. Grandmaster's uncle is back and we need the master to welcome him."
Po Jun looked at him blankly: "The grand uncle of the third elder?"
This third elder is one generation older than Jian Hui. Jian Hui is almost sixty years old, so this one might as well be closer to eighty.
How old should an eighty-year-old man be called Taishi's uncle?
An old bastard?
"The great uncle of the Sword Sect? Who is it?"
Not to mention Po Jun was stunned, Samsara was a little puzzled for a moment.
Mainly because I didn't think about Xu Fu.
Although Tianmen and Jianzong are both in Beiyuan, they are incompatible with each other.
Tianmen is in the far north, while Jian Zong is much closer to the Central Plains. With Xu Fu's status, he has long looked down on Jian Zong.
"Jian Hui didn't go back. It seems that his life is not strong enough. There are not many people in the world who can kill this Sword Sect leader. Could it be that this extremely old Grand Master Uncle..."
"It seems like I should adjust my strategy for the Sword Sect trip."
Only Huang Shang had some guesses.
"No matter what, just come back!"
All the elders know that Jian Hui cherishes this son. Now that Po Jun has returned to Jian Zong, Jian Hui will return soon.
The third elder said to Chen Feng and the other two disciples: "You take Po Jun back to the sect, and we will go to each sect to inquire about it to see if there is anything major happening in the world that has delayed the leader."
The three of them took the order: "Yes!"
Po Jun quickly introduced: "The third elder and the fourth elder, these two are Mu Yingxiong and Mu Yingming, the heirs of the Hero Sword. They want to join our Sword Sect."
"What!"
The expressions of the two elders changed, and then they realized that they were holding the same divine sword.
The divine weapon was hidden. Previously, in the Sword Peak, the heroic sword was wrapped in stone, so this was the first time for everyone in the Sword Sect to see the appearance of the divine weapon forged by the pair of ancestors.
"Hero Sword! Yes! This must be the Hero Sword!"
But as long as the people of the Sword Sect carefully comprehended that aura that was not released, they could immediately confirm it. The five of them all looked at the heroic sword in Mu Yingxiong's hand in fascination.
The two elders were unmoved, and the hilts of Chenfeng's swords trembled slightly, as if the ministers were paying homage to the king.
"What a royal aura!"
The eyes of the third elder and the fourth elder lit up, like four twenty-five-watt light bulbs. They looked at Mu Yingxiong happily, nodded repeatedly, and were extremely satisfied: "You want to join my Sword Sect? Okay! Okay.
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The apprentice chooses the master in the hope of learning amazing martial arts. The master chooses the apprentice in the hope of cultivating the best disciples and bringing glory to the world.
Countless sects are vying for talents like Mu Yingxiong, and there is absolutely no reason to turn them away.
Although I can't believe that Po Jun can recommend such a young man to join the Sword Sect, it seems that he has really changed his mind.
Then the two elders looked at Huang Shang.
"Senior, he has a good name..."
Mu Yingxiong was about to speak.
He knew his brother's situation. Although he was much better after the battle at Jianfeng than before, he was still taciturn and lacked fighting spirit.
This is precisely the biggest shortcoming of swordsmen, or even all martial arts practitioners.
After all, if you don’t want to fight, how can you learn any high-level kung fu?
How can you bring honor to your sect and carry forward what you have learned?
Mu Yingxiong was worried that something might happen, and he didn't want the sword sect to reluctantly accept his younger brother's entry just for the sake of the two heroic swords and his own face.
Not to mention him, even Po Jun also interceded: "Three Elders, Fourth Elders, those who are not talented enough can be fooled. Those who are not determined can go through hardships. In the case of his heroic reputation, Jianzong can encourage him..."
Everyone else became nervous, including the reincarnators. After all, the plot had changed and they didn't want any complications.
However, they who were standing farther away soon discovered that Mu Yingxiong and Po Jun had just opened their mouths and suddenly stopped.
Because the two Sword Sect elders looked at Huang Shang with his head lowered, the light in his eyes suddenly exploded, and their whole bodies trembled.