Chapter 557: Hungry man does not know full man is empty
Tianshan.
Tianxiahui General Forum.
Under the blue sky, there are huge snow peaks standing. A few white clouds cast cloud shadows between the snow peaks, just like a few silver-gray dark flowers embroidered on the snow-white satin.
Along the snow line of the white-capped peaks, there is an endless winding green primeval forest. The dense Tasong pines are like giant umbrellas holding up the sky. The overlapping branches only reveal the scattered shadows of the sun.
The Tianxiahui General Altar is surrounded by mountains, with tall peaks and deep valleys.
On a huge square paved with white stones, a pair of handsome men, Mo Fei and Yan Ying, walked side by side.
The Tianxiahui disciples stationed at various important roads allowed two strangers, Mo Fei and Yan Ying, to pass by without any reaction.
"Sir, why don't we seize this world for our own use?" Yan Ying asked.
In this world, it seems that there is no one better than Baijian Villa.
In Yan Ying's view, with Mo Fei's strength, why should Xiong Ba continue to enjoy the reputation of being the world's hegemon and enjoy his honor and glory?
Murphy smiled and said: "Will it be useful if I take over the world? I am better at fighting than Xiongba, but I have to admit that Xiongba is the hero suitable to create a temporary foundation. Give me the world, that one
The people of the North are afraid that the world will take over and their lives will be miserable."
In the world of the Tang Dynasty, Mo Fei was able to sit on the position of emperor because of Li Jing, the unparalleled god of war and an able minister in governing the world. In the world of wind and cloud, it is difficult to find such talents.
Just like the city lord Dugu Yifang of Wushuang City, because he attended the ceremony of the decisive battle between Jian Zong Po Jun and Wu Ming, after Po Jun showed his defeat, Jian Hui shamelessly froze Jian Zong and let Dugu Yifang die tragically. Finally, Dugu Yifang prepared
The stand-in position.
But the stand-in is a stand-in after all, and his martial arts skills are still a little bit there, but the real ability of Dugu Fang to manage his reputation is not at all. So when Nie Feng was sent by Xiongba to kill Dugu Fang, the people under the command of Wushuang City were wailing all over the place, and the people's livelihood was
Withered.
Of course, if Mo Fei wanted to be the emperor, he could just call those talents from other worlds to help govern, but Mo Fei was too lazy to bother, and being the emperor was actually no fun.
Just as a well-fed man does not know that a hungry man is hungry, a hungry man does not know that a full man is empty.
Mo Fei, who has truly been an emperor, has his own right to speak. Being an emperor is actually not interesting at all. If you have the skills, it is better to travel around the world and see more of those heroic ladies!
"Young master, you are so kind and considerate of the people." Yan Ying had a look of regret on her face. If Mo Fei could become the emperor, then she would at least be a noble concubine, and even the queen might not be able to compete.
A fight.
Even though she has been married, Murphy seems to like her like this. After all, the women around Murphy, only she and Mrs. Ao, have been married...
If Mo Fei knew what Yan Ying was thinking, he would definitely tell her, girl, you are thinking too much! Do you think I am a wife lover? No, I am just a simple lustful person. I like you because you are all in this world.
Naturally, he cannot let go of any of the top beauties. In fact, he is interested in all of them, such as Zi Ning, Mingyue, Second Dream, etc.
The two of them continued walking into the Tianxiahui General Altar.
After Yan Ying stayed at Baijian Villa for a long time, she naturally missed her only son Nie Feng and wanted to see him.
Mo Fei agreed to Yan Ying's temporary farewell, but this was not enough. She had to pester Mo Fei to go on the road with her.
Originally, Mo Fei had no such plan. He wanted to wait for the Sword of Defeat to be successfully cast, but... Yan Ying's impeccable tongue, which split into lotus flowers, prevented Mo Fei from holding it back. In the end, he still
Yan Ying put her into bed, and she and Yan Ying went to Tianxiahui together.
As a direct disciple of Xiongba, it was not difficult to know Nie Feng's position. Soon, Mo Fei brought Yan Ying to a quiet and elegant courtyard.
A cute-looking little boy was reading quietly. He was gentle and calm. He looked about eight or nine years old, but he could still let Murphy see some of the demeanor of the god in the wind in the future.
The moment Yan Ying saw Nie Feng, she couldn't control herself. She wanted to go out and meet Nie Feng, but was stopped by Mo Fei, who pointed at the maid next to Nie Feng, who was accompanying him with red sleeves.
She is pitiful, gentle and charming, with exquisite facial features and simple clothes. Although she is a little beauty, she somehow makes Mo Fei look like a bitch.
Kong Ci!
Mo Fei thought that he could never afford to offend such a woman, so he should leave it to the three brothers Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng to tangle with her.
For a woman like Yan Ying, as long as you are strong enough and rich enough, it is absolutely impossible for Yan Ying to betray you.
But a woman like Kong Ci can definitely marry you, get on a boat with another man, and then put her heart with another man...
So scary!
I really can’t afford to offend him, I can’t afford to offend him!
Kong Ci, who was accompanying Nie Feng to study, fainted automatically after Murphy snapped his fingers.
"Kong Ci, what's wrong with you?" Nie Feng was startled and quickly put down his book and went to help Kong Ci.
"Wind!"
As soon as Nie Feng put Kong Ci down, he heard a sound that he had often heard in his dreams during this period.
After putting Kong Ci down, Nie Feng turned around in disbelief and saw his mother Yan Ying standing in front of him with tears in her eyes.
"Mother!" Nie Feng cried out and threw himself into Yan Ying's arms: "Where have you been during this time? Our home is gone, and my father died in Lingyun Cave... I miss you so much!"
"I'm sorry, mother, I'm sorry for you!" Yan Ying knelt down and hugged Nie Feng, who was eight or nine years old.
Mo Fei drifted away, leaving Yan Ying and Nie Feng to recognize each other as mother and son. He was not interested in this kind of crying and painful drama.
And Yan Ying's martial arts is not weak either. She was tricked by Mo Fei in Lingyun Cave to help her develop the Onmyoji Soul System Longyou, and then Mo Fei's crazy output at the Sword Worship Villa helped her improve her skills. Now she is Xiong Ba.
Maybe he's not her opponent, so Mo Fei doesn't have to worry about Yan Ying's safety.
Murphy took a casual stroll around Tianxiahui, and he saw something interesting.
A child about the same age as Nie Feng, dressed in rough clothes but with a heroic face and an extraordinary look in his brows, was practicing swordsmanship.
"Hey, kid, didn't your father leave you a message that you have to wait until you are fifteen years old before you can practice "Eclipse Sword Technique"? Why don't you listen to your father?"
"who?"
Duanlang looked warily towards the place where he was speaking, and saw that it was Murphy who was standing with his hands behind his back.
He took one look at Mo Fei's clothes and concluded at a glance that he was not a member of the Tianxiahui. However, Mo Fei's demeanor was amazing. It was different from the tyranny of a tyrant, but it showed a peaceful majesty, which made Duanlang honest.
He replied: "My father did say that I only practiced the "Eclipse Sword Technique" when I was fifteen years old. However, at this moment, Duan Lang was incompetent and became a servant disciple of the Tianxiahui, which humiliated the face of the ancestors of the Duan family. I can only strive for self-improvement.
I will work hard to practice the swordsmanship passed down from my family, hoping that one day I will be able to stand out and bring glory to my ancestors."
"Senior, do you know my father?"
Murphy actually knew what his father had told him, so Duanlang asked tentatively.
"The fire is fierce on the top of the Nanshan Mountain, and the North Sea dives deep into the snow to drink the cold. It's a pity that the two fronts have not met, and the snow knife seals the sound of the lonely sword." Mo Fei smiled and said: "Your father is the famous Nanlin Sword Head Duan Commander, who?
Don’t you know? With the Eclipse Sword Technique, people can tell at a glance that you are definitely Duan Shuai’s son. But you, the son of Duan Shuai, the dignified Nanlin Swordsman, will be a horse-feeding boy in the world?”
"My father died early, and the Duan family was in ruins. Duan Lang had no choice." Duan Lang said: "But as long as I work hard enough, one day I will stand out, be valued by the gang leader, and stand out."
Compared with Nie Feng, Duan Lang appears to be much more mature.
"It's interesting." Murphy asked with a smile: "But you overestimated Xiongba and you also overestimated yourself."
"Senior, why are you talking like this?" Duan Lang frowned and asked.
The corner of Mo Fei's mouth curled up, and he said: "You know that you and Nie Feng were brought back to Tianxiahui by Xiong Ba at the same time in the past, and they were both equally magnanimous. Why did Xiong Ba only accept Nie Feng as his disciple and ignore you? Is it possible?
Is it true that Xiong Ba has a keen eye and knows people? He knows that Nie Feng’s talent is far higher than yours, and that Bu Jingyun’s talent is also higher than yours?”
Duan Lang's talent is not bad. Bu Jingyun has a deep hatred in his heart and is lurking beside Xiong Ba. He is valued by Xiong Ba. He has countless resources to practice, so it is impossible not to work hard. However, Duan Lang wastes a lot of time feeding horses and takes the time to refine.
The Japanese swordsmanship actually fought against Bu Jingyun after Fengyun came of age. If Xiongba hadn't insisted on giving Bu Jingyun some trouble and privately threatened Duanlang, a little handyman, Bu Jingyun would have lost to Duanlang.
"I don't know Duanlang..."
He was actually very confused. No matter from which aspect, he might not be stronger than Feng Yun, but he would definitely not be weaker than Feng Yun. Why would Xiong Ba treat him like nothing?
"Do you know Clay Bodhisattva?" Mo Fei asked.
Duanlang nodded: "I've heard that he is a fortune teller and he is very accurate in giving orders."
Mo Fei said: "Xiong Ba once met the Clay Bodhisattva and received a piece of paper from the Clay Bodhisattva."
"What is it?" Duanlang asked quickly.
"Golden scales are just things in the pond. They transform into dragons when encountering the storm." Mo Fei said word by word.
"Feng Yun Fengyun, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun..." Duan Lang was stunned for a while, and murmured to himself: "In the past, I saw Xiong Ba's amazing courage, and he was excellent in both civil and martial arts. I thought that Xiong Ba must be a powerful man in the world.
People who have achieved hegemony are willing to join the Tianxiahui with the intention of gaining a good family background. I didn't expect that Xiongba would be so superstitious..."
"Superstitious? You can't say that... The Clay Bodhisattva is not an ordinary person, nor is he a charlatan." Mo Fei smiled and said: "Do you know the "Heavenly Crying Sutra"?"
"The Heavenly Crying Sutra?"
"The Clay Bodhisattva once saw the legendary Heavenly Crying Sutra. The so-called Heavenly Crying Sutra is a prophetic book that contains all the secrets of the world. Therefore, it is said that in the past, Cangjie created the Chinese characters, and when he created the first masterpiece between heaven and earth
When he wrote the word, that word seemed to be cursed by all the gods and demons in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It contained endless magic power. The moment he saw the word, his mind was suddenly filled with endless mysteries, interconnected with the heaven and the earth. The three realms and six paths, in the past
The secrets of thousands of future generations were revealed one by one before his eyes. Cangjie recorded this word and the secrets hidden between heaven and earth, and wrote it into a book to pass on to future generations. This is the origin of the Heavenly Crying Sutra. For thousands of years,
Apart from Patriarch Cangjie, the Heavenly Crying Sutra has only been read by two people, one of whom was Master Xuanzang in the Tang Dynasty, and the other was the Clay Bodhisattva."
Mo Fei said: "So the Clay Bodhisattva who has seen the Heavenly Crying Sutra knows all the secrets of heaven and earth and knows the past, present and future."
"Destiny? Is there really such a thing? Am I, Duan Lang, destined to be pinned down by the wind and clouds and unable to turn over?" Duan Lang murmured, his face turning blue and purple for a while, as if he had a tendency to go crazy.
"Idiot, you haven't woken up yet!" Mo Fei suddenly shouted loudly, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, which made Duanlang wake up from his daze: "There is a saying that it is hard to disobey the will of God, but you must know that there is also a saying that man can conquer God!"
"Yes!" Duan Lang nodded heavily: "My fate is up to me and not up to God. It doesn't matter if it is destined by fate. If I, Duan Lang, go against the will of God!"
"Boy, I see you are very talented. Stop being a servant in the world and learn how to cook with me... No, how about you become my apprentice?" Murphy said with a smile.
He doesn't want to mess with Fengyun for the time being, but Duanlang is different. The child is still young and has not been swallowed up by the demonic nature of the Fire Lin Sword, so he can still train him.
Moreover, Duan Lang's talent is even comparable to that of Feng Yun, so it won't be a loss for him to be his disciple.
He is in a world of turmoil and needs a few people around him to do things. Pojun alone is obviously not enough.
"Disciple pays homage to the teacher!" Duan Lang made a quick decision and immediately kowtowed to Mo Fei three times and nine times.
He has lost interest in Xiongba, because no matter what he does, Xiongba, who believes in destiny, will only look at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. If he stays in Tianxiahui, he will only play a supporting role for the arrogant Bu Jingyun, and even say
Maybe a buffoon.
Besides, he really hated seeing Bu Jingyun looking so arrogant and like a dead father.
If you don’t leave me here, I’ll have my own place to stay!
Duan Lang is not a fool, and he has probably figured it out now. Although Mo Fei looks young and doesn't have any domineering qualities, his martial arts may even be superior to that of Xiong Ba.
"Very good." Murphy smiled.
"Master, I have something to ask for."
"tell me the story."
"Before following Master and leaving Tianxiahui, I want to see my friend Nie Feng again."
"Can."
Before getting the Fire Lin Sword to affect his mind, Duan Lang still truly regarded Nie Feng as a good friend, because Nie Feng was Duan Lang's only friend.
When Mo Fei brought Duan Lang to find Nie Feng, the affectionate mother-son nostalgia between him and Yan Ying came to an end.
"Feng'er, you must remember not to tell others about your mother's existence, especially Xiong Ba. Do you understand?"
"Feng'er knows...Mother, can Feng'er see you again?"
"Yes!" Yan Ying nodded: "As long as Feng'er behaves well, mother will come to see you every year."