Spring has gone and autumn has come, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the core forbidden area of Tianjian Sect, a heavy snowfall was falling, and there was an uninvited guest in the small courtyard where Zhang Yang was 'reclusive'.
An old man with white beard and hair, whose facial features, body, and limbs were extremely strange, just rushed in despite the wind and snow.
The reason why it is weird is that he only has one eye, one ear, one hand, one leg, and even half of his nose has been cut off, making him look extremely ferocious.
And behind him was a stone chessboard with a side length of five meters.
"Cousin! I'm here to say hello to you. I hope it's not too late. I wish you and your sister-in-law a happy wedding! Have a baby soon!"
The old man shouted, his voice hoarse, like iron claws rubbing against stone.
An eight or nine-year-old child ran out of the small courtyard, sizing up this weirdo with curious eyes.
"Huh? The child is so old? Minato, cousin, you are so cruel!"
The visitor was Mu Shaoan, but just as he finished speaking, he heard the cry of a child in the room. He was immediately stunned again, especially when he saw Zhang Yang holding a three or four hand with a smile on his face. The look of a 20-year-old baby walking out holding a pregnant woman with one hand made Mu Shaoan look like he had seen a ghost. He whined and turned around and ran away.
Lose, lose, this time I was completely defeated by this shameless cheating cousin. Can you please stop being so mean? I don’t have that many gifts for children!
Yes, it's absolutely true. Mu Shao'an felt chills in his heart. His cousin was definitely trying his best to have a child just to deprive him of all his family wealth.
How could there be such evil and heinous people in this world
Hey, as expected, I admire someone who is too kind, pure, cute, handsome, and righteous
After a while—
On a hill with beautiful scenery, Zhang Yang and Mu Shaoan were sitting in a small pavilion with a table in the middle and a trembling boy next to them.
"Cousin, what kind of magic skill have you newly cultivated? Isn't it too much to harm yourself?"
Zhang Yang opened his mouth and was very curious. In his memory, this little cousin's appearance was pretty good, although he was still 180,000—well, the unit is light years—from the extremely beautiful man like him.
"Hehe, this is the price for perfect mastery of the ancient chessboard of destiny. Actually, it's not bad. I think it's still very stylish." Mu Shaoan chuckled, "In short, you understand me as the kind of person who can spy on the secrets of the sky and will be punished. Just the head of the Shengun sect who counterattacks."
"The God Stick Faction? I think it would be better to call you the 'Xingxing' Faction, so are you plotting the circle - the ancient law of destiny?" Zhang Yang revealed the secret.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Shaoan screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and lost one of his fingers.
"Hey, my cousin, did you do it on purpose?"
Zhang Yang laughed loudly, and then his expression became serious. He stared at the huge stone chessboard behind Mu Shaoan and sighed: "Brother, what you are going through is a dead end. As for that? Isn't it good to live happily?" "
"Dead end? Hehe, I have always taken the dead end, and I have long been used to it. Your cousin, on the other hand, has a son and a daughter. What do you want to do? You think your life is too boring, so you want to change your ways?"
Zhang Yang glanced at Mu Shaoan and said,
"There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the worst is not having an heir!"
"Hahahaha!" Mu Shaoan seemed to have heard what a big joke and laughed extremely wantonly. The boy next to him looked at his feet worriedly. There was only 0.3 centimeters left from the table in front of him.
After a long while, Mu Shaoan stopped laughing, but there were already big tears in his remaining eyes.
"Well, you beat my cousin, and you went too far in order to get some benefits from me!"
Slap on the table!
"I don't care, as long as you have as many children as you want, I'll just give you a gift. Do you want it or not?"
A small wooden thorn was thrown in front of Zhang Yang. It was only the size of an embroidery needle, but it seemed to crush the hard table. The boy next to him was already trembling and about to collapse.
"Are you leaving?"
Zhang Yang frowned, Mu Shaoan's tone of entrusting the funeral affairs.
"What the hell, I just can't bear it. You're such a cheat, you've cheated my heart." Mu Shaoan sighed.
Zhang Yang picked up the wooden thorn with a look of disgust, put it away in a flash, and said: "It's just an artifact that has gone out of control. To be honest, I really don't care about it."
"If you don't care, give it back to me!"
"What should I give you? You're shameless. You have to provide evidence when you speak. It's a pity!"
"cut!"
Mu Shaoan raised a finger, took another breath and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to your Tianjian Sect's sect to learn. The swordsmanship learned by your idiot disciples is good, but it's too perfect. Okay, do you know this thing behind me? After my enlightenment, I came to a lot of unprecedented insights, which just shines a light on your kendo rules. You know, a disabled swordsman is the most terrifying swordsman, so a disabled kendo Law is the sharpest law.”
"Who said that? I'm going to beat him to death a hundred times!" Zhang Yang said expressionlessly.
"Hehe, so you don't understand. I'm making a metaphor. Do you understand the metaphor? Alas, your level is too low. Cousin, go and hang out with Wenxi for a while." Mu Shaoan stood up, with an IQ The feeling of superiority is like a boiling oil pot.
"I'm leaving. When I come out again, your kendo rules will definitely break through the 4.0 era."
Mu Shaoan was gone, like a twisted and broken sword.
Zhang Yang blinked, blinked again, and then shook his head.
He didn't understand what Mu Shaoan said about disabled swordsmen. After all, he had always been known as the most useless sword sect leader in history. He couldn't compare to the third or fourth generation disciples, not to mention the first and second generation disciples.
But does it matter
It doesn't matter, the whole world is mine, so everything you control is mine, but I don't bother to take it.
Moreover, who said his level is too low.
He actually understands.
The lack of heaven and earth does not mean that something is really missing, but a state of complementarity and complementarity.
Just like a bow, if you always draw it at its maximum state, it is not only tiring but also short-lasting. Sooner or later the bow will break.
The rules of kendo should be the same. Now the kendo that Qu Shang, Tao Yao, and Li Guohuai have worked out is to be as perfect as possible. In fact, on a larger level, it lacks the space to complement each other and move around.
So I have to say that my little cousin is really a born warrior, his eyesight is so sharp that it is outrageous and despicable.
Well, wait, do you want to remind Li Guohuai
Zhang Yang remembers that Li Guohuai's Tianshu Palace has always been thinking about optimizing and improving the heaven and earth barrier. In fact, this disability theory can also be applied to the heaven and earth barrier, but how to use it depends on whether Li Guohuai is smart enough.