Gao Wu: Log in the next 10,000 years

“After becoming a Martial Saint, you have the absolute strength to flatten everything. At that time…”
Lu Sheng murmured to himself, “I’m just trying to really…save the sky.”
After personally rejecting the Seven Sages, Tan Zhongyu, Lu Sheng felt unexpectedly relieved.
There is a sense of relief.
To be honest, even with the crystallization of the brilliant civilization of martial arts for 10,000 years in the future, he doesn’t think much of Shang Tan Zhongyu’s so-called inheritance.
But in reality, it is possible to reject a ninth-level martial saint standing at the pinnacle of the world.
It’s really not something that ordinary people can do.
After all, worshiping Tan Zhongyu as a teacher is not necessary, but there is no harm, and it can even be said that there are many benefits.
Biography of Wu Sheng.
More than ninety-nine percent of warriors in the world can hardly resist the temptation of these four words.
And then there’s…
The consequences of rejecting Wu Sheng.
Lu Sheng didn’t even choose to refuse Xia Pingnan’s kindness from the provincial governor back then, let alone Tan Zhongyu, a martial sage whose strength and status surpassed Xia Pingnan’s by hundreds and thousands of times.
It really takes a lot of courage.
“Ding dong—”
Just as Lu Sheng was thinking, the phone rang a text message.
He picked it up and took a look. It was the news of a certain bank card deduction.
Transfer out 50 million.
Lu Sheng didn’t care, and quickly put down the phone.
This is the cost of buying an overnight address.
The information comes from Warrior’s House, an enthusiastic netizen who is unwilling to reveal his true identity.
It was also through this that Lu Sheng learned that the Martial Artist’s House, which was originally the official and authoritative exchange website of the Martial Arts Association, also had a dark side.
Here you can spend money to buy a lot of things that are not convenient to trade on the surface.
Such as resources, information .. and so on.
Although it is just an address, the price is 50 million, which is very high.
But Lu Sheng can also understand.
Not everyone would dare to take the risk of offending a seventh-level grandmaster, and even the Ji Dao martial arts school.
Soon, the taxi arrived at the high-speed rail station.
Lu Sheng paid the fare and got off the bus.
Enter the station with the ticket you bought earlier.
When passing through the security check at the station, he followedThere was no accident in the black travel bag I was wearing, and it came out of the security check machine very smoothly.  …
“Mental power is really useful…”
Lu Sheng couldn’t help sighing.
But he is the one who has been using the seventh-level mental power as a panacea.
After the Wujian knife wheel was built, it seemed that the level could not keep up, and it hadn’t been used a few times in total.
“It can’t be helped. I can’t walk around in the urban area with a large bundle of blades every day. It’s too troublesome and I don’t need it…”
The red crystal dragon pattern is now eating ashes in the suitcase.
“But it’s coming soon…”
Lu Sheng thought silently in his heart: “All will come in handy soon.”
After checking the ticket and entering the station, after a short wait, the high-speed train carrying Lu Sheng drove away.
After a few hours.
The high-speed rail stops, and Lu Sheng gets off at Fengze City.
It was another half-hour taxi ride.
Lu Sheng went back to the old street covered with golden sycamore leaves.
The street is still deserted.
A few teenagers and high school students in school uniforms walked towards this side bouncingly on the leaves on the road.
From time to time, there is a happy laugh.
Lu Sheng looked through the gap between the figures of several high school students, and easily caught a familiar figure.
It was a black and thin old man with a stooped back and snow-white hair, who looked about seventy or eighty years old.
The old man was wearing a white vest that was full of holes and was washed yellow. He was sitting on the edge of the road, staring blankly at a few high school students.
The old man’s eyes still fell more on one of the high school students.
It was a girl with a high ponytail, the most cheerful smile among the few people, exuding a youthful and reckless atmosphere all over her body.
Perhaps the appearance of an old man, or the straight look in his eyes, caught the attention of several high school students.
The laughter among the few people stopped, and their feet began to walk fast.
They ran on the street like fleeing, avoiding the old man’s gaze, and passed by Lu Sheng.
“It’s the old lunatic!”
“Let’s go, be careful that he comes up to catch us!”
The old man’s eyes followed until the figures of the children were completely gone, and then he reluctantly retracted them.
Then he noticed Lu Sheng and stopped.
Lu Sheng looked at the old man calmly.
He knew that the other party had obviously recognized him.
3.3 Lu Sheng walked straight towards the old man.
“Fu Jianming.”
Lu Sheng walked up to the old man and called out his name.
The old man looked up at him, his eyes were as stubborn as ever, as stubborn as an old dog.
Opened his mouth and cursed:
“roll!”
“I’m here to ask you for money.”
Lu Sheng was not angry either, he casually threw the black travel bag in front of the old man, and said.
“I brought you what you asked for, can you take a look?”
Confusion floated on the old man’s face, he stretched out his hand, and carefully unzipped the black travel bag.
Then, he seemed to be hit hard by something.
The whole person was completely stunned.
Lu Sheng squatted down, looked at the things in the black travel bag, and said softly: “They say that a master should not be humiliated. Even if he dies, his body can’t be like pork sold in a vegetable market. You can take a few pieces with you casually. Walk…
So there is no other way, only Lian Ye has his head alone…”
The old man listened, and after a while, cloudy tears kept rolling down.
An old man in his sixties or seventies cried like a child.
…..
The mother-in-law came to the door today, picked her up in the morning, and sent her back later, so there was no time to write. There are two more chapters that can only be updated at night.
242. The twenty-eight mansions of the pole, Ming Yutang 3
Heshan Bieyuan.
In the huge Chinese-style courtyard, there is a square pool under the patio.
There are rockery in the pond, lotus leaves grow, and golden and orange carps swim in the water.
Lian Su was sitting by the pool.
She completely submerged her feet in the pool water.
The white and delicate soles stepped on the pebbles at the bottom of the water, and the water waves were clear, like two tender white lotus joints.
What a beautiful picture.
Suddenly a wind blew up in the courtyard, blowing the robe on Lian Su’s body.
Lian Su raised her head, a strand of hair slipped from her temples.
She flicked it lightly, her face calm.
“What are you doing here?”
The breeze wafts around in the courtyard, bringing up fine dust and floating light and shadow.
A golden figure whose face could not be seen clearly was reflected on the pool.
“You let Zhuang Kui go?”
There is a sound coming from the water, which mixes with the rippling water waves, giving people a clear and peaceful feeling.
Lian Su looked at the figure and sneered.
“That little bastard killed both my family and my family.
Even Ji Bei died, and Zuo Zuo was just a trash master.
But overnight is different.
He is the last only seedling in my Lian family, but now he has been cut off.
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