Chen Zhixing doesn't like others talking to him while lying down.

But this is the other party's way of survival.

However, what is interesting is that when the other party maintains this posture, Chen Zhixing feels that the other party is really safe.

and so.

"Is the world crazy, or am I crazy?"

"."

"Didn't talk to you."

"."

The Sword God lowered his head again, and this time it was even lower.

Chen Zhixing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Those in the realm of immortality don't like to talk to mortals after they attain enlightenment. This is probably the reason why they are regarded as man-eating tigers. No matter whether they are laughing, cursing, happy, angry, sad, or happy, just a small gesture can arouse the feelings of others. of fear.”

"."

"Forget it, let's do it. If you have any ideas, just do it. Until no one finds me here, I'll pretend I don't know."

"Senior, you are so kind, I will never forget the sword."

The sound of banging and banging was heard.

Pretending to be a grandson for a few days can buy you the power to take charge of a state. Who would care about dignity when this happens?

Chen Zhixing's discomfort was probably because he hadn't adjusted his mentality yet, or he knew that he was letting the old man do this, but he didn't care.

The simplest example is that in his previous life, Chen Zhixing watched a TV series called Kuangbiao. In the TV series, a fish seller turned into a gangster in a short time just because he cheated on a policeman. If the two things didn't happen later. Conflict, then will the policeman care that the gangster pulled his skin at the beginning of his business?

The name of a small policeman can bring such an impact, let alone a giant Buddha like Chen Zhixing.

Chen Zhixing didn't care, but the old swordsman didn't know.

He only knew that after receiving Chen Zhixing's promise, his heart, which had been silent for hundreds of years, began to beat violently again.

"The gods and Buddhas are far away."

After the old swordsman muttered something in a low voice, he straightened his previously stooped waist and walked towards the front yard.

Today he still has to discuss the merger with the sect leaders and give the new sect a resounding name. Well, let’s call it Iron Sword Sect!

After the old man Iron Sword left.

In Chen Zhixing's small courtyard, Shi Hao walked out from behind the screen with his head lowered.

"Master." After Shi Hao called out, he looked like he wanted to speak but was hesitant.

Chen Zhixing looked anxious for him.

Rolling his eyes, Chen Zhixing said angrily: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Hehe." Shi Hao scratched his head: "Master, I saw that the figure of the old man leaving just now looked like a dog."

"Does it look like it?" Chen Zhixing glanced at him.

"Like, really, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that this senior would have such a side." Shi Hao said with confidence, and then talked about the relationship between him and the old man of Excalibur in the past few days. communication method, and finally said: "This senior's swordsmanship is extraordinary. I really didn't expect him to be so spineless when facing his master."

"backbone?"

Hearing these two words, Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed with confusion.

How many years has it been since this word appeared in his ears?

It seems that it has never happened since he traveled through time.

He thought that there had never been such a statement in this world, but he didn't expect that it existed.

For a moment, Chen Zhixing was in a bad mood. He originally wanted to talk to Shi Hao about "Integrity is worthless in the face of interests", but he swallowed it back.

I wanted to take something back, but the hand I put into my sleeve came up empty.

After a pause for a few seconds, Chen Zhixing said in a deep voice:

"Shi Hao, integrity is very important. Well, remember what you said today and don't become what he is now one day in the future."

"Hey, master, I don't know how!"

"Yeah" Chen Zhixing chuckled.

Don't find that one day in the future you have become the most annoying person you have ever been.

Facts have proved that it is not difficult to integrate a bunch of small forces into a behemoth.

As long as the person in charge is powerful and has a firm heart, all this is not a difficult task for him.

This is how Old Man Shenjian integrates these chaotic forces.

Four small sects with Zhenwu Realm warriors, seven lone Zhenwu Realm monks, plus a bunch of miscellaneous things that looked similar to those of underworld family cultivators, totaling only about 3,000 people.

Coupled with the monks from Iron Sword Sect, the old man of Divine Sword now has fifteen Zhenwu realm and hundreds of Immortal Ascension realm under his command.

Well, it's basically on par with the third-rate small sects in Jiangzhou.

Shi Hao didn't know the significance of this integration. He only knew that when the old man of Excalibur was doing all this, he seemed to be in a state of excitement all the time. The excitement made Shi Hao feel baffled.

When the old man of Excalibur was resting, Shi Hao went over to ask.

"Senior, what's the point of doing this? Even if these low-cost monks are organized, they won't be able to form much combat power. If you really want to expand your sect, wouldn't it be more secure if you don't use the disciples you have trained since childhood?"

"You don't understand." The old man of Excalibur smiled brightly.

"What don't you understand?" Shi Hao frowned.

"I called them together to give them a way to survive."

"???"

"Hey." Old Man Shenjian grabbed one of Shi Hao's hands and stroked it gently: "A junior from a big family like you naturally doesn't need to know these things, because the things I do can You are born with what you get, but if you want to know this truth, I can also talk to you, I think your master will not mind. "

"You say."

"I do this not because I need them, but because I need the outside world to be without them."

"What do you mean?"

"They are monks, and they are monks who have practiced martial arts. If they are allowed to fight life and death in Ganzhou without paying attention, then no matter how long it takes, even if they are dead, their martial arts will be taken away by their enemies. , these skills will be passed down from generation to generation in Jiangzhou, and now that they have joined the Iron Sword Sect, their skills have naturally become part of the sect. From then on, these skills will be used without the permission of the sect. There is no possibility of spreading it outside.”

"But what's the use of these?" Shi Hao couldn't understand the use of these exercises that were so broken that many people couldn't even practice Nirvana.

"Use? It's of no use to us, but Xiaohao, you have to know that if I don't do this, it will be difficult for the Iron Sword Sect to reach the height I want in my lifetime."

"Senior, I know you want to monopolize these skills, but I still don't understand the meaning of your doing this. If you want to have a strong influence of the Iron Sword Sect, shouldn't you let the more monks outside, the better? If Because of your approach, there are only two or three large sects left in Ganzhou. Isn’t your Iron Sword Sect at the bottom again? "

The old man with the divine sword laughed dumbly.

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