"Quicksand, you have a good means," the man in yellow who reacted scolded.
Seeing that his strategy was exposed, the man in Tsing Yi was not in a hurry, but said calmly: "Didn't I say it, each by means" "Hmph, your means are too despicable" The man in yellow was filled with righteous indignation.
Long Yu looked at the people in the audience, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and felt disdain in his heart, they were all here to grab things, and they were talking about despicability or despicability.
"Everyone is just each other, why bother fighting with each other here," the man in Tsing Yi replied.
"I love to hear this young man, but Er'er, why pretend to be sanctimonious, you say yes, Ertai" The black-robed man laughed strangely and pointed the finger at the white-clothed high priest.
The old man in white smiled kindly, and returned gently: "Brother Ji hasn't seen you for a long time, it's a good time" The black-robed man sneered: "It's a good life, thank you for your concern." ” "What are you doing with so much nonsense, take something and leave" The middle-aged woman holding a sickle couldn't help it, and shouted.
The black-robed man returned: "What's the hurry, it's rare to meet acquaintances, and a few words are out of the way."
"Hmph, what are you talking to him, fake old liar, killing him is the right thing" The middle-aged woman raised the large scythe in her hand sideways and said murderously.
The old man in white frowned, and he felt a little worried in his heart, if this impermanence really made a move, plus the people of the Dark Council, he would rely on himself, but he couldn't support it, it seemed that he had to find a way to drag someone into the water.
After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, the black-robed man looked at the old man in white with a smile, and the expression on his face was very intriguing.
"Whatever Mrs.
Impermanence said, we can be regarded as old acquaintances, so when people meet, isn't it too abrupt to shout and kill," the white-clothed high priest said with a smile.
"Old acquaintance Ertai, you are still so shameless, Tian is shameless" The middle-aged woman ignored the gentleness of the old man in white and continued to speak ill of each other.
"Hehe, I just didn't expect that your red scythe would also come to this muddy water, your sect leader, isn't it the most shameful behavior in the past" The old man in white replied.
"The head of the sect, haha, the head of the sect doesn't care about this kind of thing, it's just that I, Ji, heard about it and became interested, so I came out of the mountain to take a look, this thing, I want it impermanently" The black-robed man replied loudly, extremely domineering, and the rest of the people in the hall were silent, and they didn't dare to refute.
"Ji Wuchang" Long Yu muttered this name in his mouth, looking at the strangely dressed man in black, what does this name represent, why are so many strong people in the hall facing him, and they don't dare to come out.
"It's him Ji Impermanence" Chu Xue heard Long Yu chattering, and only then did he come back to his senses and couldn't help exclaiming.
"Ah, you know again," Ye Wenhao asked with wide eyes.
Chu Xue, who finally recovered, was still a little flushed on his face, and glanced at Ye Wenhao fiercely, Chu Xue returned: "How can I know him, he is almost seventy or eighty years old, but I have heard of him, and besides, the world is legendary" "What is the legend" As soon as he heard the legend, Long Yu immediately became interested, and this legend must represent another legend.
"Legend, legend has it that Ji Wuchang is already a fighting god," Chu Xue said in a trembling voice.
"God of Fighting" Long Yu's head "boomed" and muttered a few words.
Fighting God, what kind of existence should it be, with the innate advantage of Taoism, he is only barely fighting for the eighth level of the fighting master, and this fighting god, with a god word, represents that he is the person standing at the peak of this continent.
"Really," Ya'er asked, incredulous.
Chu Xue looked at the black-robed man below and replied: "I don't know either, but I know some of his deeds and the origin of his name."
"The origin of the name" Long Yu said strangely, "Then this season of impermanence is not his real name Lao" Chu Xue returned: "This season of impermanence is the world's honorific title for him, his original name is Uncle Ji, and he is the champion of Zhenguan for six years" "Champion" Long Yu looked at the black robe wrapped below, holding a sickle, how could the fierce and vicious Ji Impermanence not be able to associate him with the champion in Chu Xue's mouth.
Chu Xue looked at Ji Wuchang below, and returned: "It's hard to believe it, right, this is the way things are, no matter how you don't want to believe it, but this is the truth."
Chu Xue sighed with emotion and continued: "After Uncle Ji won the champion, the world shook, because he was a civilian, because he was the first civilian to be a high school champion since the founding of Xianglong."
With just these two words, Long Yu could fully imagine how brilliant Uncle Ji should have been at that time.
Due to the aristocratic system of the Tianlu Continent, the class division is obvious, generally speaking, the superior conditions are enjoyed by the nobles, and the state-run school can only be attended by the children of the official family and the children of the nobility.
In the Xianglong Empire alone, Xianglong established the country with martial arts and ruled the country with literature, but for thousands of years, the custom of good martial arts has not weakened, but worse, therefore, it has weakened the importance of cultural governance, but fortunately, Xianglong has outstanding people, and all kinds of talents emerge in endlessly, however, most of these talents are from aristocratic families, official families, and rich families.
Ordinary people can't run around for a living, where is the time to learn knowledge, and as for the magic of fighting spirit, it is even more distant.
And it was in such a situation that Uncle Ji, who was born in a commoner, was able to be the top student in high school, which was definitely a sensation for the world at that time.
"Brother Ji, I'm afraid you don't know what this artifact represents, I'm afraid that your red sickle will set yourself on fire," the white-clothed priest reminded.
"Haha, Ertai, are you testing me, if it's just an artifact, can it be worth your life, I don't dare to say anything else, you Ertai, but it's like gold, back then in Wind and Rain Town, you ran so fast, hahahaha" The black-robed man laughed presumptuously, wantonly abusing the old man in white.
It seems that the three words of wind and rain town in Ji Wuchang's mouth angered the old man in white, the old man named Ertai, his face changed, cold as frost, and the white jade staff in his hand actually emitted a faint white light.
As soon as the power came out, the old man in white looked at Ji Wuchang with murderous eyes in his eyes, and said: "Ji impermanence, feng shui takes turns, are you still the Ji impermanence of the year?"
"Hmm" The black-robed man snorted coldly, lifted the sickle, and asked murderously: "Do you want to try" For a while, the saber was tense, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, except for the two sides of the battle, the rest of the people were secretly gathering momentum, ready to wait for the opportunity to move, as for what to move, it is unknown.
"Chu Xue, keep talking" Long Yu looked at Chu Xue who stopped talking outside and asked.
Chu Xue breathed a sigh of relief and returned: "Uncle Ji's family is surrounded by four walls, relying on long-term work for the rich family, taking advantage of the rest time, borrowing the knowledge learned from the rich family's collection, Zhenguan for six years, when he was the champion of high school, the sixty-year-old man died of exhaustion on the road of slender man by the river, because the dynasty implements the etiquette system, Uncle Ji has to keep filial piety for three years, therefore, his career has been delayed for this. ” Hearing this, Long Yu let out a long sigh, looked at the black-robed man outside, and couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy.
"Three years later, the period of filial piety expired, but Uncle Ji was not appointed, and after waiting in Beijing for half a year, he ran out of entanglements, and in desperation, he had to measure words on the streets of Beijing for a living."
Hatsuyuki continued.
"Fortunately, after another half a year, Uncle Ji finally waited for the order, when Bohai Taishou, Bohai is located on the southeast coast, under the jurisdiction of three counties, is not only a military town, but also a rich place, such an important position, can be given to Uncle Ji, who was born in the civilian family, all because of the strong recommendation of Lin Guanghai at that time, Uncle Ji was grateful to Dade and rushed to Bohai with full ambitions, who knows, this time, there is one more bloodthirsty maniac, one less able minister."
The turn in Chu Xue's words surprised Long Yu and the others, who were listening intently.
"What's going on," Long Yu asked.
Chu Xue sighed and returned: "I can't know what the specific situation is now, but a year after Uncle Ji took office, it was suddenly reported that he slaughtered the Bohai Mansion overnight, left a message on the wall of the inner courtyard of the mansion and fled, and since then, the world has been in an uproar."
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"What did he leave behind" Long Yu pinched his eyebrows and asked.
Chu Xue returned: "Ten big characters written in blood, the sky is unkind to me, don't blame me for being unjust" Long Yu muttered, these ten words are full of incomparable hatred, and the strong desire for revenge is clear at a glance, Long Yu can't help but be curious, what happened back then, creating today's impermanence.
"After Uncle Ji escaped, there was no news for a while, ten years later, in the wind and rain town hundreds of miles away from the capital, he appeared again, this time, he once again alarmed the world, ten years later, Uncle Ji actually single-handedly killed the ten gods of the Council of Light, and forced Ertai, who was a white-clothed high priest and a ninth-level demon master, to flee, and he was wearing today's clothes like this, appearing in the mythical impermanence of the world, yes, people began to call him Ji Impermanence, and his real name was gradually forgotten."
Hatsuyuki continued.
"It was that battle that brought out the news that he was the God of Fighting," Long Yu asked.
"Well," Chu Xue nodded, "With just one person, killing ten Dou Sheng's peak God Descenders and forcing Ertai to escape, this kind of strength, what would it be if it wasn't a Fighting God" "I see, then he is also a poor man."
Ya'er sighed, and her compassion flooded instantly.
Chu Xue pursed her lips and returned: "Uncle Ji, who appeared as impermanence, has a great change in temperament, moody, and murderous, wherever he goes, there are corpses scattered all over the field, and blood flows like a river, and the tens of thousands of residents of Fengyu Town back then, after he killed the group of people in the Bright Council, also died that night, and afterwards a survivor came out to prove that it was Uncle Ji who slaughtered thousands of people at night."
Ya'er couldn't help but shudder, looked at the black-robed man outside, and the trace of sympathy that had just gushed out was gone, replaced by a deep fear, what about tens of thousands of people, can he be slaughtered in one night, is he still human: