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Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Underworld's Mountaineering


Liao Rushen's face was slightly pale, and he was silent for a long time before he came back to his senses and said with emotion: "I haven't set foot in the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and I didn't expect a character like you to emerge.Ren Zhen didn't dare to hold it up, in front of this great careerist, his attitude was gentle and sincere."

Seniors praise falsely.So far, I won't hide it from you, this time I sneaked into Xiling, not only to participate in the Spring and Autumn Period, but also to save you" "Oh" Liao Rushen blinked, bowed down and picked up a chess piece, and asked: "Let's be straight, which family are you from, why do you want to save me, an old man who is about to die" Ren Zhen replied: "I don't know which family I am, if I have to, I, like you, will not seek specific interests, and am an ambitious conspirator."

As for why I saved you, it's simple, I want you to go out of the mountain to help me. ”As long as the Zongheng family is willing to enter the game, the world will be colorful, and there will be countless big bustles that do not lose the Spring and Autumn Liao Rushen sat back on the wooden bench, rearranged the chessboard, and said lightly: "If you want to control my head, your ambition is indeed not small."

Tell me who your opponent is" Smart people don't talk to death and don't give themselves room to maneuver.Whether he is willing to help or not, he wants to explore Ren Zhen's reality first, and then make a decision before it is too late.Ren Zhen said: "I have a lot of opponents, and they will disrupt the general trend of the world, so I need you, a wizard in troubled times, to come out."

As for the present, what I need to deal with is Confucianism. ”Liao Rushen glanced at Ren Zhen and said, "Little young man, if you can't cultivate in the Three Realms, you want to subvert the world.If it weren't for the weight of what you just said, I would have laughed my big teeth out by now. ”Ren Zhen wanted to explain, but Liao Rushen continued: "With the world as a chess piece, what do you rely on is that person who has no ambition and no strength, and he is not even worthy of being a pawn for others, let alone trying to stand firm and stand on his own." ”Ren Zhen began to be silent, he knew that he had not yet impressed Liao Rushen and made him believe in his strength.He wouldn't be so stupid as to divulge his secrets and risk his life."

Even if you can really understand the Spring and Autumn Period, then how can you be alone, just want to fight against the Seventy-two Confucian Academies and wake up, there are ants below the eight realms, trying to shake the big tree, this is a fool's dream" said this, Liao Rushen didn't laugh, looked at Ren Zhen and said: "I poured this basin of cold water, not to make fun of you, but for your good."

You are too young, it is better to have less unrealistic fantasies, and practice in a down-to-earth manner" In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is nonsense.The Zongheng family lobbied in all directions, and the white wolf with empty gloves can realize this most clearly.Ren Zhen stared at the chessboard, silent for a long time, without much disappointment on his face.Just a few words, trying to subdue this kind of unruly hero is the real fool's dream."

Senior don't be in a hurry to refuse, I will prove my means to you as quickly as possible.When the time comes, the wind will be surging, and the opportunity will be fleeting, I hope you can make a decision immediately and help me" Regarding Liao Rushen, he actually didn't know much about it, but he probably knew that this person's strength was at the peak of the Seven Realms.It's a matter of confidentiality, even if Langya Pavilion of the Northern Tang Dynasty knows, he will never dare to rank him on the list and tell the world.What's more, the most terrifying thing about the Zongheng family has never been in cultivation, but in that mouth.Liao Rushen smiled and was noncommittal."

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future, I can tell the history of the last eighty years, but you have to think clearly, if you can't crack the scripture tablet by then, your little life will end here" Ren Zhen nodded, and said awe-inspiringly: "I naturally understand the powerful relationship in this."

Please advise. ”He is very much looking forward to how many shocking truths this old man who has planned countless conspiracies throughout his life will tell many untold shocking truths.When Liao Rushen heard this, his eyes narrowed, staring at the black and white chess moves, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more vicissitudes."

It was really an era of war and chaos" At the foot of Xiling Peach Mountain, a pair of young and old came.Since returning to Beitang, in the past few months, the two have trekked through mountains and rivers, walked a lot of roads, and met a lot of people.Fortunately, the old man is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, escapes from the sky to the earth, shifts his shape, and changes his shadow, which is much faster than ordinary flying in the sky, so that he will not be tired of running for his life.Even so, Xiao Xiao is still tired of it, and thinks it's too unfun, "Master, who are we looking for today" He is still young, so he naturally doesn't realize that today's trip is very dangerous, not as easy as usual.Old man Yang took his little hand, raised his cheeks, and moved his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at the vast mountain top, and as if he was looking at the sky."

The master plans to let you recognize a godfather, do you say it's good" As soon as the words fell, Xiao Xiao shook his head suddenly, like a rattle, "It's not good, I just want to follow the master" He thought that Old Man Yang wanted to give him to others.Old man Yang laughed, his face was full of kindness, "Just let you call grandpa, and you won't suffer, you can still take a big advantage" The voice was relaxed, but he was not relaxed in his heart.This trip was very stressful, and he even began to regret that he shouldn't have brought Xiao Xiao with him.As the leader of the Yin and Yang family, Yang Xuanji, the "Sage of the Underworld", rarely has this kind of uneasiness.Xiao Xiao blinked his eyes wide, stopped and shook his head, "What take advantage of" Old man Yang smiled: "That old guy's surname is Liao."

If you recognize him as a godfather, you will follow his surname in the future, and your name will be Liao Can't, how great is this" Xiao Bu heard this, grinned, his eyes narrowed into a line, "Amazing, this name is good" Since he was sensible, the little guy has been drifting with Old Man Yang and relying on each other for his life.He didn't know anything about his life experience, he didn't even know what his surname was, and he asked Old Man Yang many times, and he was greeted with an old-fashioned face.The little one was very happy and seemed to have a great catch.At this time, Old Man Yang thought of something, raised his head again, and looked up at the top of the mountain.There was a very subtle cloud, with a faint bright yellow color, that always lingered there, lingering.It's the air that someone is emanating.Only when one's own luck is too strong, and even when it can inherit the heavens and affect the world, will this kind of cloud qi naturally be revealed.In the world, those who can observe the clouds and recognize qi and gain insight into such weather are all great masters of the Yin and Yang family.And today, I'm afraid there is only one saint.Although he is blind, he can clear the fog and see many things that ordinary people do not know.He sighed, his expression was complicated, and he said faintly: "I knew that the uncle who bought you the sugar gourd was also here."

Xiao Bu's face was confused, and the little head melon quickly remembered the situation that day, and smiled even more happily, "Master, are we here to find him" Old man Yang didn't answer this question.He clutched his small hands, held the ghost banner in his left hand, and stepped on the mountain road.Xiling Academy, ushered in the arrival of a saint

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