Nightwatcher Chapter 1: 500 years later

The old man agreed to hear the words, narrowed his eyes, and looked away from Xu Qi'an, looking at the distant view.

He has a twilight qi, which is not a derogatory term, but people yearn for a new life, so this word is often not in line with people's preferences.

The twilight qi in the old Piff's body is a breath that is more vicissitudes of life than the vicissitudes of life.

He was the same age as the country, was born during the Great Weekend, and witnessed the rise and fall of two dynasties.

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

Twilight naturally penetrated into the bones.

The strange thing is that Xu Qi'an didn't see this kind of twilight in the body of superb masters such as Superintendent, Arhat, and even two King Kong.

Is it because he has been in the red dust or because he is a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an thought.

After a while, the old man said slowly

"When Emperor Wu Zong rebelled and usurped the throne, I had not retreat. At that time, the Emperor Dafeng got close to the traitorous officials, and the government and the opposition were in a mess.

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

"Wu Zong is the grandson of the great ancestor. His talent is not under his grandfather, and his personality is the same. He is a majestic hero. He took advantage of the dissatisfaction of the ruling and the public with the treacherous monarch and treacherous officials at that time, and recruited troops under the name of the Qing emperor. Launch a rebellion.

"This is very smart. If he directly rebelled, he would not win the hearts of the people, nor would he get help from people of insight.

"At the time, he was just a third-rank martial artist. He wanted to rebel under the eyelids of the first-generation supervisor. It was as difficult as climbing.

"So, he was very smart to find three helpers, Confucianism, Buddhism, and contemporary supervision."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an had to interrupt, surprised

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

Old Piff smiled and said

"Waiting with arms folded is the greatest help. Otherwise, with the Confucian heritage at that time, plus a first-generation superintendent, can Wu Zong succeed? Unless the Buddha himself does it.

"The Confucianism had long been dissatisfied with the emperor at that time, but the first-generation prison was in it to check and balance, which made Confucian helpless."

He waited for a while, seeing that Xu Qi'an had no doubts, he continued.

"At the beginning of the uprising, Emperor Wuzong had not enough soldiers and horses to compete with the entire Dafeng, so he sent his idea to the Wulin League.

"The one responsible for lobbying me to send troops is the current supervisor.

"At first, I disagreed. This matter is over. What benefits can I get? Wu Zong can’t cedicate Jianzhou to me. If I lose, I’ve worked so hard to manage the Wulin League for more than 100 years, and it’s likely to be destroyed. At once.

"You might as well guess how he persuaded me."

Xu Qi'an felt like "Is it related to this agreement?"

Old Piff nodded, then shook his head again

"To be precise, it was a transaction.

"In the more than one hundred years since I returned to Jianzhou and founded the Wulin League, I have already been promoted to the top of the third rank, but I have never been able to fit in.

"The most terrifying thing in the world is not the difficulties and setbacks, but the inability to see hope. The original cultivation base surnamed Ji was similar to me, and the emperor's luck was added to his body, and his cultivation base grew thousands of miles daily, and finally entered the ranks of the first-class martial arts.

"I am not convinced in my heart, so I have not been ashamed to ask, and ask him about his experience in Hedaojing."

What a shameless question, you old man, you have taken the shoots of Mount Inurong, Xu Qi'an silently complained.

"I didn't know the rule that the lucky person cannot live forever. Decades later, before I could convince myself, the surname Ji became a short-lived ghost and died."

The old Piff shook his head and sneered.

"The girl of the first generation might be crying, hahaha. I have always suspected that he is a rabbit. In short, I have been at the top of the third stage for many years, unable to break through, and see no hope of breakthrough.

"Until that day, the contemporary supervisor came to me. He said, as long as I am willing to send troops to help and help Wu Zong win the throne, he will help me get promoted to the second rank."

Xu Qi'an laughed haha

"I see, senior, you have been pitted by the prison. I didn't expect that the prison was also an old politician."

The old Piff glanced at him, smiling but not smiling

"I used to think so, but now, I am indeed promoted to the second rank."

Within ten seconds after this sentence, the smile on Xu Qi'an's face remained the same, then he seemed to think of something, the smile was a little stiff, solidified on his face, and finally disappeared slowly.

If there is a camera that takes the whole process down at this moment, his "acting skills" are simply amazing.

Xu Qi'an looked at the old man with dull eyes, his lips moved, and he uttered words with difficulty

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

Old Piff exclaimed, "Other than that, I can't think of a better explanation."

Hey! Huh! Huh!

Xu Qi'an took three steps in a row, staring at the old man in a daze, his face suddenly distorted, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or fear.

Or, both.

Outsiders have no way of knowing his inner activities. Under his sluggish face, there is an overwhelming emotion, an explosion of information boiling.

If things are really like what the old Piff said, what does that mean?

"I remember Xu Pingfeng said that Tianming 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 foresaw. He can only make a secret layout and influence from the side.

"Snooping on the secrets of heaven is against the sky. If you leak the secrets, you will directly suffer from heaven. But this is still not the key. The key point is

"Five hundred years ago, Jianzheng was not a destiny master, how could he foresee the future, how could it be!!!"

Xu Qi'an's face became extremely ugly, as if Sanguan collapsed.

"What do you seem to think of?"

The old Piff frowned when he saw that his face was very wrong.

Xu Qi'an didn't reply, keeping an ugly face, it took a long time to calm down.

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

It is guessed that what was predicted to be 500 years later was not the Jianzheng, but the first generation Jianzheng.

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

It is speculated that there is a problem with the identity of the second-generation supervisor. He is probably the first-generation supervisor. The original disciple may be the original vest.

But if this is the case, why did the first generation bother to commit suicide? What was the purpose?

In addition, the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism participated in this matter. Every Bodhisattva has the power to rob the world and the world. It is very difficult for the first generation to open the vest without telling them.

It is guessed that neither of the above three is correct. The contemporary supervisor can predict what will happen five hundred years later, it is his own problem.

As for doubts

Now when I think back to the warlock system, there is actually a paradox in the apprentice’s back assassination of Master’s curse.

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

The contemporary Jianzheng can predict the future, as well as the first generation. He can definitely figure out a way to get rid of him before Emperor Wu Zong revolts.

Even if the Tianming Master cannot intervene in the future, Xu Qi'an believes that Emperor Wuzong Rongma must have suffered nine deaths countless times in his life.

Emperor Wu Zong would be dead as long as he seized the opportunity and exerted influence from his side.

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

There are many similar methods. The first generation Jianzheng is fully capable of preventing Emperor Wu Zong from finding a chance to rebel.

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

If there is a problem with contemporary supervision, it can indeed break the paradox.

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

"I know you are going to stab me back, but I won't stop it. We will fight to the death with a warlock.

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

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

In addition to the above three guesses, one doubt, Xu Qi'an also has a reasoning that fits the reality.

This reasoning does not have so many conspiracy theories. The truth is that Jianzheng was indeed an old politician back then, purely fooling the old man.

As we all know, all politicians in the world bargain prices in advance, and then use them for nothing.

Anyway, when the time comes, Jianzheng will be promoted to the first grade smoothly, afraid of revenge by a vulgar fighter?

As for five hundred years later, the old man really relied on the nine-color lotus root to be promoted to the second grade. Maybe years later, Jianzheng found that he could use the nine-colored lotus root to fulfill his promise, so he made arrangements.

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

To be fair, Xu Qi'an thinks this is the truth.

The reason is simple. It is impossible for a first-grade monk to accurately predict something five hundred years from now.

Even super products are not good.

He is not a newbie now. He has killed the second-rank Joan of Arc, played the first-rank Dharma, and even if he hasn't been in contact with Super-Rank, he still has some concepts in his heart.

To condense the divergent thoughts, Xu Qi'an asked

"How does the senior judge, the promise that the supervisor said is me?"

Old Piff sighed.

"The old guy said in a sentence to live well. The day you are in harmony is when the people of Central Plains need you.

"Of course, maybe it's just an excuse. The warlock is always talking about it. But since I succeeded in getting promoted, I assume that he has fulfilled his promise."

Xu Qi'an has a numb scalp.

At this time, someone skimmed up to the top of the cliff and stopped in the distance, arching hands.

"Old ancestor, junior Wen Chengbi."

Old Piff's face was slightly confused.

Xu Qi'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 recounted the troubles facing the Wulin League, tentatively said

"If the headquarters is expanded with the military town as the core, it can indeed save a lot of manpower and material resources. Leader Cao hesitated, and ordered me to seek your opinions from the ancestors."

The core problem is that the funds are not enough. Xu Qi'an made a summary.

In the era of underdeveloped equipment, large-scale construction of civil engineering is very costly and manpower. In the history that Xu Qi'an is familiar with, there are many examples of the country's death due to large-scale construction.

Sui and Qin are examples. Although a dynasty cannot be destroyed by this one reason, there must be other factors, but this reason can be crowned by later generations.

Suffices to show how laborious the infrastructure project is.

The old Piff groaned.

"There is nothing wrong with the silver thing. The old man will be responsible for searching for the silver two buried under the mountain. The headquarters is still built on the mountain. There is no doubt about this."

Xu Qi'an understands what he means, the chaos is approaching, and the headquarters of the Wulin League is like a dangerous pass, retreating and defending, and attacking.

If it is built in a flat military town, the enemy cavalry will be defeated instantly.

Wen Chengbi said in a deep voice

"But in this way, the many years of savings in the league will probably be replaced by weekdays. At most, the brothers are frugal. But now the disasters are everywhere. Without money for disaster relief, the situation in Jianzhou may also be chaotic."

The old Piff immediately said, "Then let the brothers and soldiers in the league do it together."

Wen Chengbi shook his head, "The manpower is still not enough."

The old man frowned, thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xu Qi'an, said

"What do you think?"

Xu Qi'an has no good airway

"It's a simple matter. Relief for work is not enough. Call the victims, build the headquarters, and don't give money but food. It can not only provide food and clothing for the victims, but also save money."

Wen Chengbi's eyes lit up suddenly and he was surprised

"Xu Yinluo has a great opinion. As expected, Xu Yinluo can come up with such a trick."

This is a trick, this is tradition... Xu Qi'an nodded reservedly.

"Non-compliance!"

The old Piff frowned.

There is no precedent for the work-for-work relief in these years. The victims of the disaster comfortably drank the porridge offered by the court or large families, waiting for the disaster to end and the earth to warm up.

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

"My ancestors, this is a wonderful plan." Wen Chengbi said hastily, "Because of the extraordinary time, I should act very seriously. Please my ancestors agree."

The old man waved his hand, too lazy to care about these little things

"Go ahead."

Watching Wen Chengbi leave, Xu Qi'an Road

"Senior, I am now a Grade 3, the next step is Hedao. But the true meaning of Hedao is still unknown."

The old man knows everything

"Hedao 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 "intention", which is the martial arts of his own choice.

"Mind is the embryonic form of Tao.

"Improving the way you walk is the essence of second-grade harmony. But ah, it's easy to say, but it's hard to sit up.

"In my whole life, I have practiced swordsmanship hard, gathered the best of various swordsmanship, and melted it in one furnace. But in the end, I was still stuck at the pinnacle of the third rank, and almost died of failure."

Xu Qi'an hurriedly asked "How do seniors get along?"

"There are many ways of knives, and you can realize the true meaning. But there are countless ways to the true meaning. During my retreat, my body turned into a piece of flesh, and no piece of meat represents different ways of swords. They have their own Think that he is correct."

"Can the nine-color lotus root help others?"

"Nine-color lotus seeds can enlighten everything, and lotus root can naturally, even stronger. Its role in it is to enlighten the thousands of "Is" that have fallen into the quagmire, and identify one as the dominant" I". The lotus seeds are not effective enough to achieve this effect, but the nine-color lotus root can. This is why Qingyang wanted to win the nine-color lotus root for me."

Nine-colored lotus root is equivalent to a stabilizer, which plays a catalytic and stabilizing role. Xu Qian understands it.

I still have a small piece of the nine-color lotus root. Well, let Nan Zhi continue to cultivate the lotus root for me. If this is the case, if I step into the second grade, maybe I don’t need to seize her spiritual accumulation.

Before Xu Qi'an handed over the nine-colored lotus root, he cut a small piece and stayed beside him, just like the nine-colored lotus root at the beginning.

Such a natural treasure, we must make it sustainable.

Farewell to the old man and returned to the military town. Xu Qi'an found a yard and invited out Munanzhi and Chai Xing'er. The latter was imprisoned in the Pagoda Pagoda for a long time, which made him weak and weak. Xu Qi'an planned to let him go to raise for a while.

She is still useful. The tomb guarded by the ancestors of the Chai family can be paid attention to by Xu Pingfeng. The owner of the tomb is absolutely unusual.

Mun Nanzhi wore a plum-colored cotton-padded jacket and a plain pleated long skirt, highlighting the temperament of a young child and a rich wife.

Even mediocre appearance~IndoMTL.com~ can hardly conceal her unique charm.

Little White Fox took advantage of Xu Qi'an to walk away and said hurriedly

"Auntie, I want to pee."

Without a word, he jumped out of Munanzhi's arms and ran away like a happy smile.

It used its own magical powers, turned into a white shadow, a few flashes in the military town, and then moved away from the building complex, and then plunged into the vast forest of Dogong Mountain.

In the time of a cup of tea, Bai Ji dived into the deep mountain and old forest, far away from the main peak of Inurong Mountain.

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

The Niang Niang came in a row.

The head hurts. Today I went through the previous content again to find some forgotten pits

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