Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 639 - 639: Five Hundred Years Later

Promise.....The old man narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and looked away from Xu Qiyan, looking into the distance.

There is a sense of decadence on him. Ecstasy is not a derogatory word, but people yearn for a new life, so this word is often not in line with people's preferences.

The ecstasy on the old man is a breath of more vicissitudes than vicissitudes of life, which is precipitated by the years.

He is the same age as the country, born in the late Zhou Dynasty, and witnessed the rise and fall of two dynasties.

He rose up in the troubled times and led the righteous army to overthrow the tyranny. He experienced too many things and saw too many people.

The ecstasy naturally permeated into his bones.

Strangely, Xu Qiyan did not see such ecstasy in the extraordinary masters such as Jianzheng, Duqing Luohan, and even the two Vajra.

Is it because he has always been in the world...... or because he is a vulgar warrior...Xu Qiyan thought.

After a long while, the old man slowly said:

"When Emperor Wuzong rebelled and usurped the throne, I had not yet closed my eyes. At that time, Emperor Dafeng was close to treacherous ministers, and the court and the people were in a mess.

"Of course, the political turbidity of the moment is nothing, and it is not worth mentioning compared with the chaos at the end of the dynasty.

"Wuzong is the grandson of Emperor Gaozu. His talent is not inferior to his grandfather, and his character is the same. They are both heroes with great talents and strategies. He took advantage of the dissatisfaction of the court and the people at that time with the tyrants and treacherous ministers, and under the name of clearing the court, he recruited troops and launched a rebellion.

"This is very smart. If he had directly raised the banner of rebellion, he would not have won the support of the people, nor would he have received the help of knowledgeable people.

"At that time, he was just a third-rank warrior. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven to rebel under the nose of the first generation of supervisors.

"So, he cleverly found three helpers: Confucianism, Buddhism, and the contemporary supervisor. "

Hearing this, Xu Qiyan had to interrupt and said in surprise:

"But I heard that when Emperor Wuzong rebelled five hundred years ago, Confucianism stood aside from the beginning and the end."

The old man said with a smile:

"Standing aside is the greatest help. Otherwise, with the foundation of Confucianism at that time, plus the first generation of supervisors, could Wuzong succeed? Unless the Buddha took action himself.

"Confucianism had long been dissatisfied with the emperor at that time, but the first generation of supervisors was a check and balance, making Confucianism helpless."

He waited for a while, and seeing that Xu Qiyan had no doubts, he continued:

"At the beginning of Emperor Wuzong's rebellion, he did not have enough troops under his command to compete with the entire Dafeng, so he set his sights on the Wulin League.

"And the one who was responsible for lobbying me to send troops was the current supervisor.

"I didn't agree at first. If this thing succeeds, what benefits can I get? Wuzong will never give Jianzhou to me. If I lose, the Wulin League that I have worked hard for more than a hundred years may be destroyed.

"You might as well guess how Jianzheng convinced me."

Xu Qian'an's heart moved: "Is it related to this agreement?"

The old man nodded, then shook his head:

"To be precise, it's a deal.

"In the more than a hundred years since I returned to Jianzhou to establish the Wulin League, I have already been promoted to the peak of the third rank, but I have never been able to achieve the Dao.

"The most terrifying thing in the world is not difficulties and setbacks, but the lack of hope. The man surnamed Ji had a similar level of cultivation as me at the beginning. After he became emperor, he was blessed with luck and his cultivation improved by a thousand miles, and finally entered the ranks of the first-rank warriors.

"I am not very convinced in my heart, so I have never been ashamed to ask him for advice on the experience of the Dao."

What a shameless question, you old man, you have taken all the bamboo shoots in Quanrong Mountain......Xu Qian'an silently complained in his heart.

"I didn't know the rule that those who have luck can't live forever. Decades later, before I had time to convince myself, the Ji family became a short-lived ghost and died......"

The old man shook his head and sneered:

"The first generation woman must have cried a lot, hahaha. I always suspected that he was a rabbit. Ahem... In short, I have been stuck at the peak of the third rank for many years, unable to break through, and I can't see the hope of breaking through.

"Until that day, the current supervisor came to me. He said that as long as I was willing to send troops to help and help Wuzong seize the throne, he would help me to be promoted to the second rank."

Xu Qian'an laughed:

"I understand, old senior, you were tricked by the supervisor. I didn't expect that the supervisor was also an old politician."

The old man looked at him and smiled:

"I thought so before, but now, I have indeed been promoted to the second rank. "

Within a dozen seconds after he finished speaking, the smile on Xu Qian'an's face remained unchanged, then he seemed to think of something, the smile stiffened little by little, solidified on his face, and finally slowly disappeared.

If there was a camera recording the whole process at this moment, his "acting skills" would be simply amazing.

......Xu Qian'an stared at the old man with a dull look, his lips moved, and he spoke with difficulty:

"You mean, the nine-color lotus root, no, my help is the prison fulfilling its original promise?"

The old man said "um": "Besides this, I can't think of a better explanation. "

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Xu Qian'an took three steps back and stared at the old man in a daze. His face suddenly twisted, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or fear.

Or, both.

Outsiders had no way of knowing his inner thoughts. Under his dull face, there were overwhelming emotions and explosive information boiling.

If things were really like what the old man said, what would it mean?

"I remember Xu Pingfeng said that the destiny master has the ability to spy on the secrets of heaven and can predict the future to a certain extent. Because of this, the supervisor cannot interfere with what he predicts. He can only make arrangements in secret and influence from the side.

"Spying on the secrets of heaven is already against heaven. If you leak the secrets of heaven, you will be directly punished by heaven. But this is still not the key point. The key point is.......

"Five hundred years ago, the supervisor was not a destiny master. How could he predict the future? How could he! ! ! "

Xu Qian'an's face turned extremely ugly, as if his worldview had collapsed.

"You seem to have thought of something? "

The old man frowned and asked when he saw that his face was not right.

Xu Qian'an did not reply, and kept an ugly face. It took a long time for him to calm down.

Then, based on this information, he derived three guesses and one doubt.

Guess one: It was not the supervisor who predicted the situation five hundred years later, but the first supervisor.

If this is the case, the secrets involved are terrible.

Guess two: There is a problem with the identity of the current supervisor. He is very likely the first supervisor. The disciples at the time may be the first generation's vests.

But if this is the case, why did the first generation go to great lengths to make a "suicide" and what was the purpose?

In addition, the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism participated in this matter. Each Bodhisattva has the power to seize the fortune of heaven and earth. It is very difficult for the first generation to hide it from them and open a vest.

Guess three: Both of the above are wrong. The current supervisor can predict what will happen five hundred years later, and there is something wrong with him.

As for the doubts......

Now recalling the sorcerer system, the curse of the apprentice backstabbing the master actually has a paradox.

How terrible the contemporary supervisor is, the first generation is just as terrible.

The contemporary supervisor can predict the future, and the first generation can also. He can find a way to get rid of Emperor Wuzong before he rebels.

Even if the destiny master cannot interfere with the future, Xu Qian'an believes that Emperor Wuzong must have encountered countless life-threatening situations in his military life.

As long as the first generation supervisor seizes the opportunity and exerts influence from the side, Emperor Wuzong will die.

Don't question it, the first generation supervisor can definitely do it.

There are many similar methods, and the first generation supervisor is fully capable of preventing Emperor Wuzong from finding an opportunity to rebel.

This paradox, at first glance, seems to verify guesses one and two, but it can actually verify guess three.

If the contemporary supervisor himself has problems, it can indeed break the paradox.

"Another explanation is that the first generation supervisor foresaw the contemporary backstab, but did not stop it, and chose to play against him. Just like the attitude of the contemporary supervisor towards Xu Pingfeng.

"I know you want to backstab me, but I won't stop you. Let's fight to the death in the way of sorcerers.

"In Xu Pingfeng's words, this is the curse of the sorcerer system, which cannot be avoided, unless you want the sorcerer system to be cut off. As long as you want to pass it on, you must accept disciples and then accept the backstab of the disciples.

"Commonly known as - the rules of the road!"

In addition to the above three guesses and a doubt, Xu Qian'an has another reasoning in line with reality.

This reasoning does not have so many conspiracy theories. The truth is that Jianzheng was indeed an old politician at the time, and he was just fooling the old man.

As we all know, politicians in the world have agreed on the price in advance, and they are all free afterwards.

Anyway, when the time comes, Jianzheng will be promoted to the first rank smoothly. Why is he afraid of revenge from a vulgar warrior?

As for the fact that the old man really relied on the nine-color lotus root to be promoted to the second rank five hundred years later, it may be that many years later, Jianzheng found that he could fulfill his promise with the help of the nine-color lotus root, so he made arrangements.

In essence, there is no such thing as predicting five hundred years.

To be fair, Xu Qi'an felt that this was the truth.

The reason was simple. It was impossible for a first-grade cultivator to accurately predict something five hundred years later.

Even a super-grade cultivator could not do this.

He was no longer a rookie who had just arrived. He had killed a second-grade Jeanne d'Arc and fought a first-grade Dharma image. Even if he had not come into contact with a super-grade cultivator, he had some idea in his mind.

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Xu Qi'an asked:

"How do you judge, the promise that the Supervisor said is me?"

The old man sighed:

"The old guy said something at the beginning: Live well. The day you merge with the Tao is the day when the people of the Central Plains need you.

"Of course, maybe it's just an excuse. Warlocks are always talking nonsense. But since I have successfully advanced, I will regard it as his fulfillment of his promise."

......Xu Qi'an's scalp numbed.

At this time, someone flew to the top of the cliff, stopped in the distance, and bowed:

"Grandmaster, this is the junior Wen Chengbi. "

The old man looked a little confused.

Xu Qian'an helped introduce:

"This is the deputy leader of your Wulin League."

The old man nodded suddenly and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Chengbi told the troubles faced by the Wulin League and tried to say:

"If the military town is used as the core of the headquarters expansion, it can indeed save a lot of manpower and material resources. Leader Cao was hesitant and ordered me to seek your opinion. "

The core problem is that there is not enough money...Xu Qiyan made a summary.

In the era of underdeveloped equipment, large-scale construction is very costly in terms of money and manpower. In the history that Xu Qiyan is familiar with, there are many examples of countries being destroyed because of large-scale construction.

Sui and Qin are examples. Although the demise of a dynasty cannot be caused by only this one reason, there must be other factors, but it can be given this reason by later generations.

It is enough to show how costly and labor-intensive infrastructure projects are.

The old man pondered:

"It doesn't matter about the silver. I will be responsible for searching for the silver buried under the mountain. The headquarters is still built on the mountain, there is no doubt about that. "

Xu Qiyan understood what he meant. The chaos was coming. The headquarters of the Wulin League was like a dangerous pass, which could be defended or attacked.

If it was built in a military town with flat terrain, the enemy cavalry would be defeated in an instant.

Wen Chengbi said in a deep voice:

"But in this way, the savings of the alliance for many years may be... It would be fine if it was changed to normal days, at most the brothers would save money. But now the disaster is everywhere, and without silver for disaster relief, the situation in Jianzhou may also be chaotic. "

The old man immediately said: "Then let the brothers and soldiers in the alliance work together."

Wen Chengbi shook his head: "There are still not enough people."

The old man frowned, thought for a moment, turned to look at Xu Qiyan, and said:

"What do you think?"

Xu Qiyan said unhappily:

"It's such a simple thing, it's not enough to use work instead of relief, gather the victims, build a headquarters, and don't give silver but only give food. It can not only solve the problem of food and clothing for the victims, but also save money. "

Wen Chengbi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise:

"Xu Yinluo has a good idea. He is worthy of being Xu Yinluo. He can come up with such a brilliant plan."

This is not a brilliant plan, it is a tradition... Xu Qian'an nodded reservedly.

"It's against the rules!"

The old man frowned.

There is no precedent for work-for-relief in these days. The victims drank the porridge donated by the court or wealthy families with peace of mind, waiting for the disaster to end and the earth to warm up.

Even if there are occasional small-scale work-for-relief incidents, it is difficult to become the mainstream.

"Ancestor, this plan is very good." Wen Chengbi said hurriedly, "In extraordinary times, we should act in extraordinary ways. Please approve it, ancestor."

The old man waved his hand, too lazy to care about these trivial matters:

"Go. "

Watching Wen Chengbi leave, Xu Qianan said:

"Old senior, I am now a third-rank official, and the next step is to achieve the Dao. But I still don't know the true meaning of the Dao. "

The old man knows everything:

"The Dao is the transformation of "intention", I call it the completion of one's own martial arts. Every fourth-rank martial artist can only comprehend one kind of "intention", which is the martial arts of his own choice.

"Intention is the prototype of the Dao.

"To perfect the path you take is the true meaning of the second-rank Dao. But it's easier said than done.

"I have been practicing swordsmanship all my life, combining the strengths of various swordsmanships and melting them into one. But in the end, I was still stuck at the peak of the third grade, and almost died from failure in the fusion of Dao."

Xu Qiyan hurriedly asked: "How did the senior merge with Dao?"

"There are thousands of sword paths, and you can merge with Dao by realizing the true meaning. But there are countless paths to the true meaning. During my retreat, my body turned into pieces of meat, and each piece of meat represented a different sword path. They have their own ideas, and they all think they are right."

"Can the nine-color lotus root help people merge with Dao?"

"The nine-color lotus seeds can enlighten all things, and lotus roots can naturally do the same, and even be stronger. Its role in this is to enlighten the thousands of "I"s trapped in the quagmire and determine a "I" that is the dominant position. Lotus seeds are not effective enough to achieve this effect, but the nine-color lotus roots can. This is also the reason why Qingyang wanted to take the nine-color lotus roots for me."

The nine-color lotus roots are equivalent to stabilizers, which play a catalytic and stabilizing role.......Xu Qiyan roughly understood.

I still have a small piece of nine-color lotus root left. Well, let Nanzhi continue to cultivate lotus roots for me. In this way, when I step into the second rank, I may not need to take away her spiritual essence.

Before Xu Qiyan handed over the nine-color lotus root, he cut a small piece and kept it with him, just like the nine-color lotus root at the beginning.

Such a natural treasure must be developed sustainably.

After bidding farewell to the old man and returning to the military town, Xu Qiyan found a yard and invited Mu Nanzhi and Chai Xing'er out. The latter was weak because of long-term imprisonment in the pagoda, so Xu Qiyan planned to let her out to recuperate for a while.

She is still useful. The tomb guarded by the ancestors of the Chai family can attract Xu Pingfeng's attention. The owner of the tomb is definitely not ordinary.

Mu Nanzhi wore a plum-colored cotton jacket and a plain pleated long skirt, highlighting the temperament of a young literary man and a rich lady.

Even if her appearance is mediocre, it is difficult to hide her unique charm.

The little white fox took advantage of Xu Qian'an's departure and said:

"Auntie, I need to pee."

Without saying anything, it jumped out of Mu Nanzhi's arms and ran away happily.

It used its innate magical power and turned into a white shadow. It flashed a few times in the military town, and then moved away from the building complex, and then plunged into the dense forests of the Quanrong Mountains.

In a cup of tea, Bai Ji sneaked into the deep mountains and forests, away from the main peak of the Quanrong Mountains.

It glanced around and chose a high rock to jump on.

The queen came in a grand manner.