The guard didn't dare to interrupt the elder's conversation at first, but when he heard his teacher's age from Yun Ce, he lost his composure instantly, and his not-so-big eyes widened abruptly: "Two, two, two hundred, one? Are you sure it's two and not one?"
He screamed inwardly and held his head.
Although people in today's world don't live long, there are always a few lucky ones who live two or three lifetimes longer than others. Centenarians are rare, and you can still find a few if you look all over the mainland. But - that's two hundred years old? Two hundred!
It’s only been two hundred years since Thief Star Fell from the Sky, so General Yun’s teachers were pretty much the first batch of brave warriors/literary scholars!
Is this still a human being
Isn't this the result of aging
Because the guards were too shocked, Yun Ce had to explain patiently: "My master practiced martial arts and had good talent. In his early years, he served as a general of a certain country. When he was a hundred years old, he saw through the world and his heart of Taoism was further broken through. He retired. The stronger the martial arts warrior's strength, the longer his life will be. My master's strength has reached the highest level. It is not surprising that he has lived to this age. He must have become an old man."
Although Yun Ce had never seen another ancestor who was a contemporary of his master, from the information his master had revealed on a daily basis, there were definitely many people like him. It was just that for various reasons, they had not come out to flaunt themselves in public.
The guards were filled with admiration when they heard this.
"At the age of 100, he retired?" Although I don't know what realm Master Yun Ce is in, he must have reached the peak of power in the world when he was 100 years old. At this time, he retired and lived in the mountains for a long time. What kind of mind and courage does this have
The guard couldn't help but sigh.
They asked themselves if they had this awareness.
Isn't the purpose of fighting and struggling all your life to enjoy yourself
Quit at the height of your career
Is the world of mortals boring, or is it not exciting to turn the clouds and rain with a flip of the hand? Because it is impossible to do it, the guards admire him even more.
When Yun Ce heard this, for some reason, his smile froze a little.
How should he answer this
When he first heard this gossip, he also admired it. However, not long after, he heard another version from his fellow disciples—his master had no choice but to retire, and he had to retire!
At first, Yun Ce scoffed at the rumor.
Until this matter reached the ears of the old master.
The master watered the flowers slowly: That's true.
Douding Yunce was shocked: Who is it
Is there someone more capable than the teacher
The master said: His name is Jimo Xing.
This name has been engraved in Yun Ce's mind since then.
After Yun Ce answered the guards, he looked at Gong Xichou again: "Where is Senior Jimo? If there is a chance, I would like to visit him. The teacher is also thinking about him."
Gong Xichou said indifferently: "You can't visit."
Yun Ce's smile froze slightly, as if he had not expected to be rejected bluntly by Gong Xichou. But he thought again and felt that it was reasonable. He was a contemporary of his master. In his eyes, he was not even a brat and had no qualifications.
Just as he was about to apologize, Gong Xichou said in a calm and straightforward manner: "The old priest has returned to the embrace of God."
Yun Ce was stunned: "Return to the embrace of God?"
Gong Xichou said in a good-tempered manner: "According to your customs, the old priest has passed away... many years ago."
Yun Ce: “???”
When he came to his senses, he blurted out: "Impossible!"
According to the teacher, that old senior Jimo Xing was a contemporary of his, more than a generation younger than him. How could someone of that strength and status die so easily? What's wrong with being two hundred years old? He still beat Yun Ce so hard that he couldn't find his way with one hand.
Gong Xichou sighed and said, "I also hope it's fake."
No one wanted that night to be a nightmare more than he did.
Yun Ce gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and said: "Forgive me for being so rude, why did the old senior pass away? The old senior was a very important opponent to my teacher, and he has been mentioned from time to time over the years..." If the teacher knew that the other party had passed away many years ago, I wonder how sad he would be.
Gong Xichou pursed his lips and said, "Exterminate the clan."
Yun Ce was shocked: "Exterminate the clan?"
"He killed the people of Yehu who retreated and died fighting hard." He didn't want to talk about the extra details, but just picked up some content related to the old priest. But when Gong Xichou mentioned that Tang Guocai, who severely injured the old priest, was at the peak of the fifteenth level, he was shocked!
“This is impossible!”
The fifteenth-level junior high school student is not worthy of being beaten by the master!
Gong Xichou said: "This Tang Guo might have been a sixteenth-level great master at that time. Did his chronic illness cause his realm to decline?"
When he tried to kill Tang Guo, the other party was indeed only at the fifteenth level of the realm of the upper creation, otherwise how could Gongxi Chou still be standing here? Even if Jimo Can and the Gongxi clan's obsessive undead were tied up, the best outcome for both sides would most likely be a loss for both sides.
Yun Ce: "It's impossible to be a 16th-level great master!"
Gong Xichou stroked his chin inwardly - judging from the situation, Yun Ce's teacher's strength was even above the sixteenth-level great master.
"That--I don't know about that."
Yun Ce scratched his head: "What on earth is going on?"
For a warrior of Wudan, if there is no fatal injury or other intractable disease, the peak state can be maintained for many, many years, until the end of life, the blood and qi will gradually decline, and the decayed dead qi will gradually replace the majestic vitality. At this time, the strength will begin to decline, but it is impossible to decline to the point where it can't even beat the sixteenth-level great superior creation. Yun Ce secretly decided to send a message to his master.
Gong Xichou said: "Perhaps only the old priest knows."
Central part of the continent, Qi Kingdom, the capital, the royal family.
The court meeting, which was usually as noisy as a vegetable market, was now so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, even quieter than the mourning hall of the previous king. The source of this silence was not other people, but the five people dressed as common people standing in the middle of the crowd.
To be precise, it is the old and the young in the middle of the five people.
The old man among them took out a secret scroll.
The only unusual thing is the signature seal on the secret scroll.
The new leader of Qi State lowered his head to look at the secret scroll, then raised his head to look at the old man, and after a long moment he asked, "Are you sure, old sir?"
The old man said in a hoarse voice: "I am sure."
The King of Qi: "..."
Who knows? Something that disappeared for more than a hundred years has reappeared, and it only wants a spot in the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas. Uh, to be precise, it wants to get back a spot in the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas that was taken away by someone else. The King of Qi secretly wiped the sweat off his face and glared at the minister under his knife. Something that can only cause trouble but not help will only cause trouble for him. Why didn't he check the identity before taking action
The King of Qi respectfully agreed to the old man's request. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the old man made up an excuse to leave.
After the five people left, the atmosphere in the court returned to peace.
The next second, the secret scroll hit the minister on the head.
The minister heard the order of demotion before he could react, and his eyes almost went dark. He didn't know what happened until his official hat was taken off. It took him a long time to sort out his thoughts.
He was originally the next Zhongzheng official, and according to the unspoken rules, he could help people arrange one or two places in the Mountain and Sea Holy Land. I don't know where his maternal uncle got the news from, but he persuaded his old mother, and the two of them put pressure on him, throwing a tantrum, crying about how much effort he had put into raising him, and he had to help his mother's family, and he couldn't forget the kindness of his uncle over the years.
Yaozu, please help your brother... If you don't help him, how will I explain to my ancestors after a hundred years? Can you bear to see your uncle's family fall into disgrace
He said: My cousin is not strong enough, and he won’t get a good ranking in the next session of the Holy Land of Mountains and Seas. It would be better for him to stay in the holy land for a few years. With his talent, he will definitely achieve outstanding results!
No amount of persuasion could change their determination.
He had no choice but to agree.
It turned out that the quota was full and there were no vacancies.
My uncle was not satisfied with the result and instigated: Why not pick a poor student and bribe him to give up
He sighed and said: I'll try.
Choose the softest persimmons.
The result was a foreign boy named Jimo Qiu. It was said that he had no connections in Qi country and didn't know how he got the quota. The result was that he grabbed the quota last night, filed the lawsuit this morning, and was imprisoned in the afternoon.
Minister: “…???”
no-
Who is this Jimo Qiu
The minister in jail heard the old mother crying outside the cell, and he was upset and scratched his head, unable to figure out Jimo Qiu's background.
Uncle Lin couldn't figure out this problem either.
Last night, Shaobai came back from the academy with a small package in his arms. When asked, the boy said aggrievedly that the teacher of the academy asked him to drop out. Shaobai had a quota for the next class of Shanhai Holy Land, and he took a special channel to stay in the academy to study.
If you lose your place, you naturally can no longer stay.
Uncle Lin: Your teacher’s connections are unreliable!
He was also an old hand, and as soon as he saw the procedure he knew that Shao Bai's spot had been taken away by someone behind the scenes, so he had no choice but to accept the defeat.
How can a few outsiders defeat the local dignitaries
After a while, the old man who was taking a walk outside came back.
I was surprised when I saw Shaobai.
When asked again, the old man's face suddenly became several shades gloomier.
So, on the second day, at the royal court of Qi State, the quota was snatched back with the help of the King of Qi State.
The old man’s connection is with the ruler of Qi State
Uncle Lin would glance at the old man from time to time, his small eyes filled with infinite curiosity. Shao Bai received his signal and thoughtfully acted as a megaphone: "Teacher is amazing!"
The old man sneered: "It's not that the teacher is so good."
He added: "They are afraid of death."
Back at the temporary residence, facing the four curious babies, the old man had to explain in detail: "This matter has to do with the poison disaster in Wu State many years ago. At that time, the world was in chaos, and the ruler of Wu State tried to use poison to control the army and unify the continent. As a result, such a tyrannical existence collapsed overnight. Although Wu State was destroyed, it left a lot of trouble. Those poisonous insects reproduced with human nutrients..."
In eight years, they almost swept across half of the continent and were only one step away from unifying the continent, but it was overturned overnight.
After the subversion, these poisonous insects were completely out of control.
Uncle Lin is also well-versed in history.
He said: "No, the history books do not record this."
Shao Bai had refined so many poisonous insects in front of him, and he had a rough understanding of this mysterious thing, and knew how terrible it would be if it got out of control. There was no record of this in history books.
The old man said calmly: "He was controlled."
Uncle Lin asked: "How to control it?"
The old man sneered: "The Gongxi tribe sacrificed almost all of its elite members, including five generations of high priests... The ones who survived also suffered varying degrees of severe injuries. It has been more than a hundred years, and they have not been able to recover. Otherwise, how could they be exterminated by a jumping clown?"
Everyone gasped when they heard this.
"The fifth high priest?"
Fourth Uncle Lin subconsciously looked at Shao Bai.
Doesn't this profession have a successor
The old man saw his doubt and said, "It depends on God's will."
The high priests did not stay in office until death, and usually they were replaced after 10 to 20 years. The gods also liked new faces.
In this world, only the high priests of the Gongxi tribe can communicate with the Gu worms the most. They have been bathed in divine light and are the most favorite and irresistible existences of the Gu worms. In order to suppress the Gu worms' riot, the five high priests can only choose to feed the Gu with their own bodies.
The Gongxi tribe began to decline from then on.
The old man said: "The ancestors of the Qi Kingdom were a branch that split from the Wu Kingdom, and they received the kindness of the ancestors of the Gongxi Clan..."
If it weren’t for Shaobai, I actually wouldn’t want to do this.
Fourth Uncle Lin listened with great interest, and sighed when he heard the ending. He tensed up and said, "Wasn't Shaobai's identity exposed? Shaobai is the high priest..."
Wu State, that is the dream of many superiors.
The secret of the insect is in Shaobai's hands.
Wouldn’t the King of Qi be tempted
The old man didn't care: "What are you afraid of? If they have good intentions towards Shao Bai, then we can win them over and accept the benefits. If they are blind and think of some stupid tricks, then at worst we will perish together. The Gongxi tribe has only one high priest like him."
The implication is that if you are not afraid of death, then continue to plot against the poisonous insects. Once it gets out of control and no one is there to clean up the mess, all the creatures on the continent will be buried with it. It's just right, all in good order, and we can continue to fight in the underworld. The King of Qi knows their identities, and it's too late to worship them.
Uncle Lin asked again: "What about your original network of contacts?"
The old man said, "I have been an official for decades and have dealt with more people than you have eaten salt. Do you have to explain all this?"
Fourth Uncle Lin: “…”
In the middle of the night, Shaobai suddenly woke up.
"Teacher, someone is peeking at Ayan—"
It was an indescribable, strange feeling. It seemed as if there were eyes staring at him in the darkness. He was so scared.
The old man pushed open the window expressionlessly, but there was no one there.
He said to the air, "I wonder which senior is here to visit us? But Ah Yan is just a child. If you scare him, it will not be good for your country. Please consider it!"
After hearing these words, Shaobai no longer felt like he was being spied on when he slept. When the old man learned about this, he could only sneer at him.
He said disdainfully: "Old thing who is afraid of death."
Shao Bai looked at him in confusion: "What?"
The old man said, "Nothing. I just suddenly remembered that there are still some old ghosts in this world. They are afraid of death and like to spy on children like you in the middle of the night. Next time you feel this way, don't indulge them. You should scold them."
"scold?"
The old man nodded: "They are most afraid of this."
Shaobai nodded ignorantly: "Oh."
The next day, Shaobai continued to go to the academy to study.
Half a day after he left, an old man with white hair, a youthful face, and an immortal demeanor appeared at the place where he was staying. He had a reserved aura like an ordinary person.
The man looked at the old man, and the old man also looked at him silently.
"After more than a hundred years, you are finally here."
The days of being imprisoned in a circle are really not a life for human beings!