Today I hold the world

As soon as Wanshizhi left, Jiang Yuzhou said in a rare way: "Master, this man has narrow eyes and narrow jaws, and is lustful. He doesn't have a good reputation in Jubao City. In case he writes some erratic words and spread them, it is better to send someone to To be supervised and corrected?"

Jiang Yuzhou has the best reputation in his life. In the past, such five-rate people like Wanshizhi only dared to hide in the dark and write some low-level comments to make a living. He was most afraid that Zhong Ziyan gave the old man power this time. Hey, he has humiliated his family style for no reason.

Zhong Ziyan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Take a closer look at the two books of "Huaishan Wind and Cloud Record" and "Wushan Mountain Misty Rain Record". When it is elegant, it is like a fairy wind blowing on the top, very brisk.

I guess he should be a book spirit or a literary giant in order to write such books.

If it wasn't for Huaishan Mountain being managed by several of our sects, and changing to a more chaotic place, this person should be able to make a lot of money. "

Jiang Yuzhou took the scroll handed over by Zhong Ziyan, read it for a while, and sneered, "This old thing, whether it is ancient or modern, if you don't know that he is only a mere qi cultivator, you would think that the Yuanying ancestor of some family would have to analyze it at will." The rise and fall of a domain."

Everyone in the court laughed out loud, and Situ Feipeng said: "Brother Jiang, although you have a bad reputation, you can rest assured of your reputation. What's more, what is your family's status in Huaishan? He wouldn't dare to give him ten times." Dare to write badly."

Situ Feipeng has now turned into a middle-aged man with gray hair and short beard. The years have left deep marks on his body, and there are thick red spots on one side of his cheeks, making his originally handsome and heroic face much ugly.

Among the people present, Zhong Ziyan, Jiang Yuzhou, and Jian Yong were all familiar with him, and when he opened his mouth, Jiang Yuzhou had nothing to say, just said: "Let's see how he acts."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhong Ziyan got up and looked at Situ Youfang gently, "You Fanger, you and Zizaier have performed well this time, and we haven't seen each other for many years. Today, I have this fate, and I will send you a small thing. I will practice better in the future and strive to get married soon." Dan."

A red sandalwood box was handed over by Zhong Ziyan. Situ Youfang was dressed in white and had a yellow belt, with a delicate complexion, and squinted at Situ Feipeng shyly.

Situ Feipeng coughed twice, "Take it, Master Zhong thinks highly of you, write down your teachings, and don't forget to repay you in the future."

Situ Youfang put the things in his hands, and thanked Zhong Ziyan with the gift.

It's funny to say that this child is about the same age as Chang Zizai, but his appearance is more than three to five points more handsome than Chang Zizai's. Sometimes Zhong Ziyan wonders if this third-generation disciple whom he holds in high esteem is growing up too anxiously.

The meeting between the two parties was only ten hours long. Zhong Ziyan and his party had already stayed in Jubao City for seven or eight days. It was time to leave, so he said to Situ Feipeng:

"I should continue to travel south to recruit people. Take care of yourself. If you need help, Mo La can't save face and go to Zangfeng Mountain. If he is not in good health, he should move less. You can go to Shouqiu if you have free time." .”

Situ Feipeng smiled bitterly, "Go on your own, Seventeen and they travel eastward, maybe they can help you in the future, my life is ruined, I hope you Fang and Feiyun can form a golden pill in the future , all sustenance is on them."

Situ Feiyun has always been Situ Feipeng's blood brother, but they were in opposing factions when they were young. Since Situ Feipeng was severely injured in the battle of Mingyue City, they gradually became harmonious in these years.

Zhong Ziyan felt extremely sorry for what happened to Situ Feipeng from the bottom of his heart. He remembered how heroic Situ Feipeng was when his family went to Duanshuiya to meet him for the first time. The ten-day east rise is so dazzling, it is not as peaceful as it is now, and has lost the momentum to compete with the Dao. All this stems from the disaster in Mingyue City.

The fate of a person is really unpredictable. Back then, Situ Feipeng's status in the Situ family was higher than that of Situ Li. It can be said that if there hadn't been that disaster, the suzerain of Yunhe Sect would probably be him today. I have no choice but to bear it alone.

But Zhong Ziyan couldn't help him at all. If his wound could be healed, Situ Feipeng might have already formed his alchemy at this time, and he would still be lingering in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Taking the five members of his family away from Shengxian Tower, Zhong Ziyan didn't look back, and flew straight to Dibing Valley in the east of the lower reaches of Huaiyin River.

******

Situ Feipeng, who stayed in Shengxian Tower, slowly sat down on the chair again, and Situ Youfang, who was beside him, poured tea for his clan uncle obediently.

"Back then, I laughed at Situ Shiqi's constant thoughts, going to get close to Yu Yi to play the emotional card, and wearing stars and moons for decades for the position of suzerain.

How could I have imagined that there is no difference between me and him today, and I have come to a point where I can't make any progress. After all, I have to pin my expectations on you children, it's really funny. "

Situ Feipeng picked up his teacup and took a sip, looking at Situ Youfang, whom he had taught for more than twenty years, this child was too cowardly, even though he possessed the second talisman of the Yunhe Sect, he was still shy sharp.

Seeing Situ Feipeng looking at him, Situ Youfang replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, Uncle Feipeng, how can Big Brother Yu Yi support Senior Seventeen? When you grow old in the future, I will serve you with a hundred times more care than him."

Situ Feipeng raised his head and laughed, "Am I still afraid that no one will take care of me?"

……

The court was silent for a long time, Situ Feipeng gradually became serious, his face was a little pale, "You have reached the pinnacle of foundation building, but your foundation is not stable. I am afraid that there are still 50 to [-] years of alchemy, and Chang Zi is about the same age as you. Seeing that his aura is steady and deep, it is obvious that he is someone who has accumulated experience. In the future, don't give birth to a heart of comparison, and always remember that you only compare yourself with yourself.

Although the sect is calm at this time, I have a hunch that when Situ Yuyi returns in the future, he will definitely have to fight for the position of suzerain. At that time, you should not get involved in it, just focus on training and strive to form alchemy as soon as possible.

Up to now, the situation in Huaishan is no longer what it was when I was young. At that time, one or two foundation-building peak monks were indeed prominent figures, but now there are foundation-building everywhere. Will die at the hands of villains.

Only the success of forming the alchemy is the best guarantee to protect the sect and the clansmen, can you write it down? "

Situ Youfang nodded and agreed: "Remember it."

"Okay, you can take a look at how Wanshizhi wrote the [Jujiang Edict], it's really messed up by Master Zhong."

Situ Youfang took the order and went away. Situ Feipeng breathed out, the sweat on his back was profuse, and a small drop of blood slowly oozed from his forehead. He quickly swallowed two pills to suppress the signs of hidden illness outbreak.

Standing up and retreating to the courtyard, he walked in the corridor dully, muttering to himself: "This round of defense in Yumocheng will be the last time, and from now on, I will no longer owe anything to this treasure land of cultivation that gave birth to me." Enqing, at this age, you should go out for a walk, otherwise this life is worthless..."

Today's Huaishan, who still remembers that he used to be Situye's most important descendant, but unfortunately, life is like a dream, and the ups and downs of many honors and disgraces have been swept away by the whirlpool of history, leaving no traces.

******

In the center of the residential area of ​​Jubao City, there is a Wanshi Pavilion. The old man who knows everything lives here. At this moment, Situ Youfang is kindly telling him, the old man is drinking a small wine and confidently stroking his beard:

"Little senior, don't worry, the size of the world, the changes of the past and the present, the richness of thousands of rivers, the sun, stars, rivers and mountains, the pictorial forms of things, the rituals and music of soldiers and punishments, the food and drink of men and women, in order to use hair as an article, form as a poem, its way is myriad. thousand.

Gather generals together, and the old man will be able to write them out and spread them all over Mount Huai tomorrow. At that time, Sect Master Zhong will just sit on the high platform and assess the manpower, and he is not afraid that there will be no generals. "

"Then thank you, old Daoist brother. Senior Zhong's gathering of generals to conquer the East this time is a major event for us in Huaishan. Naturally, those who can contribute should contribute. If we succeed in the battle in the future, our reputation in the cultivation world of Huaishan will surely spread throughout the East. continent."

Situ Youfang bowed his hands to hold the ceremony, but he didn't have the slightest disdain for Wanshizhi because of his high cultivation level.