Only senior brother is amazing

On the second day, He Bei was forced by Xie Juan to practice early exercises.

The season for the snow cherry blossoms to bloom has passed, and the scenery of the City Lord's Mansion is not as fresh and beautiful as it was when we first came here.The weather is also ushering in the hottest moment, and the cicadas are singing in midsummer, and they are tireless.

Xie Juan's Shen Xuejian was lost and found again, and was keen to relive old dreams with it.

He Bei quietly meditated at the side, practicing "one leaf and five flowers".

Half of his leg, who sacrificed himself to his son, has already entered hell.Wandering on the edge of hell and the world, but he has already made a choice.

He spread out his palm, with a flower leaf blooming on it.The luster of the flowers and leaves is dim, exuding a light golden light.The vein texture of the flowers and leaves is extended and staggered, and gradually becomes complex under his drawing with the most pure energy. Although it is still not fully formed, there are many gaps, and the thread will be broken from time to time to start all over again, but it is better than before. many.

As far as he is concerned, as long as the first flower leaf is repaired, the white seed in his body will no longer be able to control him, and will be completely used by him.

During the practice, He Beier heard a melodious and ethereal flute sound.

The sound of the flute is "Phoenix Tour", a piece that everyone in Wujiang is familiar with.It's just that the sound of the flute is not an ordinary flute sound, it is like the sound of heaven, each string and each sound are not weak, it is a formation that can overwhelm the sky and cover the earth, moisten everything silently, compiled with pure internal force.

The melody of the flute sounds like drops of clear spring beating in He Bei's heart, and then flowing along his meridians throughout his body.With the blessing of the sound of the flute, the light of the blooming flower leaf in He Bei's hand seemed to become brighter.And the true energy he offered to One Leaf Flower was purer than before, and the process was easier.

He Bei slowly opened his eyes, his vision was clear, he looked at the Fenghe Pavilion in the distant pond, a black figure was playing the flute sideways.

He Bei slowly said the person's name: Mu Ziyin.

He waited for Mu Ziyin to finish playing the song, got up and jumped over a pool of shimmering wind lotus, and came to the pavilion.

He Bei respectfully said: "Senior Mu, the sound of the flute is moving."

Mu Ziyin nodded, and put Xiao away: "Are you practicing Buddhism?"

He Bei generously admitted: "Not bad."

Mu Ziyin asked: "Golden Lotus Jue?"

The Golden Lotus Jue is also a classic technique of the Buddhist sect, and its effect is very similar to that of one leaf with five flowers.One Leaf and Five Flowers is a Buddhist sect's quintessence. The founder of One Leaf and Five Flowers, Abbot Maha, has been hiding from the world for many years. The chance that Mu Ziyin has seen it is very small.So it's normal to mistake it for the Golden Lotus Art.

He Bei said modestly: "That's right, Senior Mu can be broken at a glance."

Mu Ziyin stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the koi carp playing in the pond: "Golden Lotus Jue is very difficult to practice. I played the song for you just now, and it should be effective. It's just why you want to practice Buddhist exercises?" .”

"To tell you the truth, I practiced swordsmanship before and became obsessed once. In order to prevent me from repeating the same mistakes, my senior brother consulted various kung fu classics and found that the Buddha sect's kung fu can help purify the turbid qi left in my body due to the obsession. It can be purified Six senses, digestion of human desires. I don't want to complete the practice of Jinlianjue, as long as it can help me. After all, if Jinlianjue is really cultivated, the five aggregates must be empty, and abstinence from sex and mortal affairs , I don’t want to be a widowed monk, I want to marry a wife~”

Mu Ziyin's chest trembled when he was teased by He Bei's last few words, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You just let go of your non-mortal affairs like this? Whether it's Buddhism, Sword Sect, Demon Sect or decent, anything that becomes a big deal Those who climb to the top, those who are under one person, which one is not heartless and desireless, and abandons what he loves, since he chooses to become a strong person, what he has to pay attention to is not only the one-acre three-point land in front of him, but his own little Small love and little love are nothing in front of the righteousness of the world and the common people..."

There was a hint of coldness in He Bei's eyes: "It's not necessarily true. A real strong person dares to ask his heart and look directly at the one he loves, otherwise he is not a complete strong person. Or, this strong person doesn't matter. What you said The strong man, I'm afraid it's my father's type. In a sense, my father is a good man who takes care of the world, but for his practice of abandoning his wife and children, he is an out-and-out big man. bad people."

Mu Ziyin was slightly startled, never thought that He Bei would dare to talk about his father behind his back, the famous and respected number one master.

The young man's temperament made him elusive, and he didn't reveal too much ambition in his words, but he always felt that the other party was not a person willing to be mediocre.

And he doesn't seem to be wrong about his unique insights.

Mu Ziyin suddenly wanted to know more about the young man in front of him: "You grew up in Wujiang?"

He Beidao; "Yes, I grew up in Wujiang until I was seven years old, and my father threw me from Wujiang to Fengyu Mountain in Songzhou to fend for myself."

Mu Ziyin expressed understanding: "So you have resentment towards him. You are still young, maybe you can understand when you grow up...It is impossible for your father to leave hundreds of thousands of people in the southwest and ignore them, let alone violate a certain law. These rules will take your mother out of Wujiang to live a good life..."

"No, even if I die, I won't forgive him. Of course, complain, he is still my father, and I still have to pretend to be respectful to him for the little pocket money my dad gave me." Bei Zhonghuo was unable to be completely relieved to anyone he had resentment for in his entire life.

Wrong is wrong, he can choose not to ask, but he will not choose to forgive.

He Beidao: "Senior Mu, can I have a look at the gloves you wore during the autopsy that day?"

Mu Ziyin nodded, thinking that the child was curious, he took out the gloves and handed them to He Bei.

He Bei played with the glove on his hand, pretending to be very fresh: "Could this glove be the legendary Wujiang sacred object, Wuhen? Is he really invulnerable, not afraid of fire, as in the legend?"

Muzi groaned, "It's not Wuhen."

After carefully observing the gloves, He Bei found that this pair of gloves was indeed somewhat different from the pair worn by the black robe.

The whole body snow silver worn by the black robe has never been scratched, and although the silver thread weaving method of Mu Ziyin's gloves is the same as that of the black robe, the sleeve wears a lot.Wuhen's raw material is Kunlun Snow Silver Silk, while Mu Ziyin's pair is mostly made of Xuanyin. Although Xuanyin is hard, it is far inferior to Kunlun Snow Silver Silk.

Seeing He Bei's slightly disappointed expression, Mu Ziyin explained: "My gloves are made of leftover materials. However, the Wuhen you mentioned was actually made by myself."

He Bei said "Huh?" in surprise, and then showed a little bit of regret: "So did you give away that pair of Wuhen in the end?"

He Bei knew little about Mu Ziyin's previous life.

Mu Ziyin chuckled lightly and said, "No, when I was young, I was an outer disciple in the Changge Building in Wujiang. I was dexterous and liked to make small gadgets. By chance, the host appreciated me. She handed Kunlun Xueyinsi to me. Me, let me make a pair of gloves for her. At that time, there were still some snow silver threads left after the gloves were made. The landlord didn’t ask me for it, so I saved my own money and bought some black silver, mixed with snow silver threads to make more a pair."

Mu Ziyin looked at the pair of imperfect gloves, with a soft emotion on his face: "This pair of gloves has been used until now. There are better alternatives, but I still don't want to change, maybe it's because of nostalgia. ...Before, I was halfway through this pair of gloves and was delayed by something, and my sister helped me continue to finish it."

Only then did He Bei realize that Mu Ziyin was not as unkind as he imagined.Perhaps because they had the same bloodline, they didn't have much defense against him and said everything.

He Beidao: "Changge Building... When the owner of Changge Building went on a killing spree, was Senior Mu also there?"

Mu Ziyin fell into the memory: "Not here. I only stayed in Changgelou for three years. The purpose of entering Changgelou was just to make a living. Later, Changgelou cleared up the disciples, and my sister and I The eight generations of descendants are naturally excluded first. My sister and I left Wujiang to make a living in the southwest, and happened to catch up with the war, so we were separated from my sister...I have been separated from my sister for many years, and I came here by accident. Lanzhou, climbed Yunding Mountain to learn art from a teacher, met my current master, and only then did I become what I am today."

He Beishun asked, "What kind of person is the owner of Changge Building?"

Mu Ziyin said: "She is a very strong woman, capable and decisive in doing things, never soft-hearted. A daughter's body is a man's life. She is a genuine martial idiot. It's just that she didn't keep her original intention, couldn't stand Bai Zi's temptation, and gave herself up. Fallen into the devil way..."

Strength seems to have nothing to do with the mother in He Bei's impression.The only time He An mentioned his mother in front of him was because He Bei got into trouble and was beaten up by He An, and he couldn't bear the pain and dropped Jin Doudou beside him.He An scolded him: "How can you be like your mother, who likes to cry at every turn, and can't stand any setbacks and pains."

The black robe said that his mother was the owner of the Changge Building, and now, compared with the image in Mu Ziyin's mouth, he is less and less like the same person.

Muzi sighed and said, "I haven't been back to Wujiang for more than 20 years...I don't know if my sister is dead or alive...Forget it, everything has its own destiny."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in He Bei's eyes: "In today's Wujiang, it is difficult for people to survive."

Mu Zi groaned, "Have you ever gone back?"

He Bei shook his head: "No, but Wujiang was already like that when I was very young, it's simply not a place for people to live... My mother and I almost starved to death several times when I was young, and a quilt covered me. After so many years, the cotton in it is almost gone, but fortunately there is no winter in Wujiang, otherwise my mother and I would freeze to death sooner or later."

In the last life, He Bei harvested the inland area of ​​Zhongzhou, but in the end he placed his central territory back in Wujiang, which is not a shit.Firstly, because Wujiang's environment is harsh and dangerous, it is difficult for those who seek revenge on him to see him, so he can spend more time in peace.Secondly, he yearns for a sense of belonging. There are only two places in this world where he can feel a sense of belonging. One is Fengyu Mountain and the other is Wujiang.

Before the age of seven, it was his mother who kept him warm and grew up with him in Wujiang.After the age of seven, it was his senior brother who kept him warm, and continued to grow up with him in Fengyu Mountain.

Even though these two places are not as prosperous as Lanzhou, and not as grand as Jiangdong and Jiangbei, but only in these two places, he can find a little bit of home.

He Beidao: "Senior Mu, if there is a chance in the future, we can make an appointment to go back to Wujiang together. I have not worshiped in front of my mother's grave for many years, and I will do my filial piety for her."

Mu Zi groaned: "It's possible, but I can't get away now, and I'm afraid it will be a long time."

He Bei turned his face back, and said, "Senior Mu, with all due respect, Weicheng may have already been planned by Mu Yan. Now, six of the ten cities in Lanzhou are controlled by you, and you obviously have the upper hand. So You must firmly hold this pawn of the Yin family in order to continue to gain the upper hand."

"Mu Yan is not stupid, she will not let the Yin family die. The Yin family is an indispensable part of the top of the cloud. Everyone understands the truth that everyone is prosperous, and everyone is hurt. Your sect master will never accept such a result. Mu The purpose of Yan is not just to gain control of the Yinjia. Because obtaining the control of the Yinjia does not need to sacrifice the foundation established by the Yinjia for many years, but also indirectly obtains the management rights of Weicheng.”

"Yin Yan belongs to you. You have had mutual interests these years. I believe that Mu Yan will not easily instigate him. But Mu Yan can replace the head of the Yin family. The one who can be the head of the Yin family must be Yin Yan. The blood of the family, this person will definitely not be Yinchen, so who would it be?"

"According to what I have observed in Yin's house these days, the father-son relationship between Yin Su and Yin Yan is very weak, and Yin Su has a lot of resentment towards Yin Yan. Since even you are aware of the matter of getting Ren Dan, it must be with you." Mu Yan can't get away with it, then have you ever thought that there must be an internal response for Mu Yan to make this game. This happened under the eyes of the Yin family, so many corpses can be stuffed into the furnace to do it. To leave no trace, this person must know the Yin family very well, understand the situation of the Yin family, know Yinchen, and know that handling Yinchen is the easiest way to put Yinyan into a dilemma..."

Mu Ziyin was shocked by He Bei's words.He didn't know that such an outsider could analyze so deeply and thoroughly.He had already guessed what He Bei said, but he was still in the stage of hesitation.

"Instead of looking for evidence to exonerate Yinchen, how to turn Mu Yan's valued pawn into your own pawn and control it by yourself."

He Bei knows that for Mu Yan, her best strategy is that Yinyan is willing to hand over the management right of Weicheng directly in order to keep Yinchen, which will save a lot of trouble.If Yinyan gives up Yinchen and refuses to hand over the management rights of the city lord, Mu Yan will use the worst strategy to condemn Yinchen's crimes to death, and then support Yinsu to take over the position and put her under her control.

"Yinyan will definitely hand over the city's sovereignty for his precious son. At that time, you really have no room for change. You might as well speed up and confess Yinchen's crimes. The Yin family can change the sky, but the sky beyond the sky has to be changed." It's you, isn't it?"

"Senior Mu, why don't you cut the mess with a sharp knife, I'm getting tired of watching this drama, and I'm still in a hurry to go back to Songzhou."

He Bei rolled his eyes and smiled, he leaned over to pick up a stone, hit it into the pool, and stirred up a blue wave.

In Mu Ziyin's eyes, the young man's demeanor like the scorching sun at this moment surpasses all the scenery in front of him, and it really doesn't match up with the dark things that came out of his mouth just now.

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