Chapter 695 Asking the Ancestor to Die
The earthworm shakes the big tree, it is respectable but not self-respecting.
Xu Zongjia savored it carefully. If a person is ignorant, he is like a small earthworm shaking a big tree. He is ridiculous and does not know how to measure himself. If a person is fearless, he is like a small earthworm shaking a big tree. He is respectable and does not know how to measure himself!
Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang also looked at the venerable Xuanyuan Jingcheng with admiration, knowing that this was a true warrior, fearless of life and death, and not afraid of hardship, just to sweep away the filth on the snowy plains of Huishan Mountain!
Xuanyuan Qingfeng also seemed to have reacquainted herself with the father who had loved her since she was a child. She seemed to have never really known her father, and had never thought about getting to know him. She just treated him coldly because of the gossips of the people in the mountains. Since then, we have become estranged from him, and we no longer have the closeness we had when we were children.
Some scenes in Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mind that he thought he had long forgotten are still vivid in his mind for no reason.
The man who laughed at himself for not studying for a day and having three tasteless meals once personally taught her how to read, saying that opening a book would be beneficial, but she did not ask for a deeper explanation. He taught her step by step how to write and how to compose an article. He said that at the beginning of the book, she could use some clever words to catch people's attention and surprise them. He once let his young self ride on his neck and said with a smile that dogs don't think good barking is good, and people don't think good words are good. If you want to be a good person, you might as well learn from dogs first. There were many words and many things. At that time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was still young and couldn't understand anything. When he reached the age where he could understand, he only had prejudice and contempt for him because he was too arrogant. In recent years, only his poems and essays have been treated with contempt. Disdainful ridicule, "If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect dares to make a sound?" It’s a blessing, eating more is beneficial”…
Xuanyuan Guoqi stared at his sickly eldest son in front of him in stunned silence. He was both frightened and confused. Why did he grow up to the point where his father Xuanyuan Dapan was too cruel to fight with him?
Huishan, which has always enjoyed the peace and prosperity of land, cannot escape the fate of two tigers fighting each other.
There is a lot of snow in Zhaoyao Mountain, and the storm is coming.
The three Xuanyuan Jingcheng brothers, now Xuanyuan Jingxuan is dead, Xuanyuan Zongzong is now in the hands of Xu Fengnian, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng is also about to die now.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes were soft and calm, with one hand behind his back and the other stretched forward, he said in a serious and respectful voice: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng respectfully invites our ancestors to die!"
As soon as I finished speaking, there was heavy wind and rain on the snowy plain, and there was lightning and thunder.
Everyone stared blankly at the thin figure in the wind and rain, standing upright with hands behind his back, proud and unyielding.
The heavy rain poured down on the heads of the group of people.
Huishan seems to have run out of energy.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was crumbling, and the big raindrops wetted the purple shirt and slapped her cold and beautiful cheeks, making her look pitiful.
Xu Fengnian was a compassionate person after all. Seeing that she pitifully held the paper umbrella in her hand on Xuanyuan Qingfeng's head, Xuanyuan Qingfeng never looked at Xu Fengnian. At this time, all her attention was focused on the man in the scene. She was no longer able to care about other changes in the outside world.
Xuanyuan Dapan's figure is majestic, and his energy surges out like a tidal wave. It's like holding a big umbrella, and the raindrops are always repelled and fall three feet away.
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Jingcheng stood in the field like a drowned rat, covering his mouth and coughing.
The wind roared on the top of the mountain, and Xuanyuan's ancestor laughed wildly, his words turning into swords and piercing Xuanyuan Jingcheng, sarcastically.
"You, the Confucian scholars, abide by the words of Saint Zhang from the north: cultivate your moral integrity, harmonize your family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. But let me ask you, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, what kind of personal cultivation have you achieved, and what kind of family have you achieved? After living a lifetime, you can't even protect your daughter-in-law, and others will be reincarnated. Reincarnate to seek freedom, haha, it’s okay if you don’t reincarnate!”
Xuanyuan Jingcheng is only over half of his life now, but Xuanyuan Dapan said that he has lived a lifetime, which shows that he has made up his mind and will never let this scholarly and craftsman continue to live. There is a person in Huishan Land gods are enough. What does it mean to enjoy the happiness of land alone? Of course, even if there are no killers in Xuanyuan Great Pan, Xuanyuan Jingcheng trades his life for cultivation, and the sea of qi goes retrograde, he still won't live long.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng had already seen through life and death, and completely ignored Xuanyuan Dapan's heart-wrenching words. His tone was extremely calm and he spoke slowly.
"You can forgive the evil done by God, but you can't live for the evil done by yourself. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is just doing justice for heaven today, and wants to clean up the filth on Huishan Mountain in one fell swoop. As for other things, Jingcheng is incompetent, and this will be the case in this life. Although he has regrets, he will not Regret. In this half-cup of tea time, Jingcheng used the Celestial Realm to fight with the ancestors for two hundred and sixteen times. Did the ancestors have any chance of winning? Why use words to be bold?"
Xuanyuan Dapan, who has been in charge of the Xuanyuan family for a period of time, also had a calm expression on his face. He did not feel any anxiety due to Xuanyuan Jingcheng's indifference and replied calmly.
"You exchanged your life for this level of cultivation, and you tried your best, but did you ever hurt me in the slightest?"
Although Xuanyuan Dapan was hit by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, his body was as indestructible as a diamond and was not damaged.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng was also silent, pondering for a long time before finally speaking.
"My ancestors have practiced martial arts for nearly a hundred years. They are indeed very advanced and have a solid foundation. The Xuanyuan family has the prestige it is today, and naturally it is due to our ancestors. For example, Jingcheng can easily defeat our ancestors after only studying for twenty years. I'm afraid the elder The ancestors would also be unwilling to accept it!"
Xuanyuan Dapan finally showed his ferocious face and said sternly: "I want to see what other tricks you can do!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said calmly: "Jingcheng has read a lot of books for twenty years, so that he can gain a lot of knowledge today, and he will not let the ancestors down. Since everyone is here, Jingcheng will take the first step. If the ancestors You have to hide it and keep your realm on the mid-celestial phenomenon, be careful that you will never have the chance of a big celestial phenomenon!"
Xuanyuan Dapan sneered and said: "Oh? You made such a big fuss, and even the woman with broken shoes didn't come to watch the battle, so you can't wait to go to Huangquan Road? Could it be that you can't hold on until that time? Your method is mysterious. , but there are far more heresies than me..."
Before Patriarch Xuanyuan finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was too lazy to listen anymore. Instead, he turned his head and looked at his daughter from a distance. The scholar had an open-minded smile on his face.
To cultivate one's self is to correct one's mind.
No Dao scholar has the courage to make the world sink into the sea.
Those who succeed must not only have extraordinary talent, but also have perseverance.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was running around in his mind, and those poems and articles appeared one by one.
"I have become a land immortal."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng closed his eyes and saw that he was bleeding from all his orifices, but his expression was calm. He spread his hands out as if he wanted to encompass the entire world.
With him as the center of the circle, layers of water on the snowy plain exploded outward.
At that moment, nine thunder and lightning fell from the sky.
Li Chungang exclaimed in surprise: "He is indeed another Confucian sage!"
