Lanke Chess Edge

When Lu Chengfeng said this, his tone was obviously self-deprecating.

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"I think when the nine of us first met at Luoxia Villa, it would still be early spring..."

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At that time, nine young heroes from all over the world went to Luoxia Villa to attend the ceremony with their elders. They were all high-spirited in those days. They only got together for two or three days, and they expressed their pride together. Hate the feeling of being late.

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Accidentally heard that a fierce tiger was attacking people somewhere in Jizhou, and the local government felt helpless. The nine people who believed in martial arts hit it off and went to Ning'an County together...

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Although Lu Chengfeng said that he couldn't remember the names of the other eight people, he still remembered some key past events. Everything blurted out.

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Ji Yuan could feel that it wasn't just because he just reported the nine names, but when Lu Chengfeng recalled this memory, that person naturally appeared, so he couldn't say that he really forgot the other person.

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During the whole process, Ji Yuan did not speak, but was a qualified listener.

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Lu Chengfeng didn't have too many memories. He just preached until he saw Jiyuan in the dilapidated mountain temple, because Jiyuan already knew what happened next.

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After talking about the first time he met Ji Yuan in the temple, he looked up at Ji Yuan.

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"Mr. Ji, you said, if we hadn't come to Ning'an County, and we hadn't gone up the mountain to kill tigers, wouldn't the outcome of many things have been different?"

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Ji Yuan's knuckles tapped the jade slip that turned into a bamboo slip, and replied with a smile after thinking about it.

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"As far as you Lu Daxia is concerned, the original Lu Shaoxia only reduced one adventure, and the trajectory of his life may not change much. The real influence is naturally Du Heng, as well as Luo Ningshuang, Zhao Long and Yan Fei."

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What Ji Yuan said was the truth. At the beginning, including Lu Chengfeng, five people were unscathed except for being frightened. The injuries of the four were more serious than the other, and the impact was also greater than the other.

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In the end, Du Heng, whose right arm was abolished, was Luo Ningshuang, a female hero with ice and snow skin, who left several deep wounds from the base of the neck to the chest and abdomen. It's no different, in this feudal society, the rivers and lakes are still dominated by men. Most of the women's heroes are married to women, and women love Mercer in common, leaving terrible scars on their bodies is a great influence.

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As for Zhao Long, who made the stick, he was injured by the tiger's tail, and the damage to the inner palace was also extremely serious. I haven't heard any news from Zhao Long in all these years, and I don't know what happened to him.

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Yan Fei was also badly injured by the sharp claws, but when he faced the monster and faced life and death, he made a breakthrough after he recovered.

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In general, these four people can really be regarded as influencing a lifetime, as for Lu Chengfeng, it is far from enough.

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Of course, the most influential person may be Ji Yuan himself. During the most difficult time, no one came to carry him down the mountain.

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Hearing Ji Yuan's words, Lu Chengfeng laughed at himself again.

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"Mr. Ji taught me a lesson."

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Ji Yuan saw his vicissitudes and depression. He must have experienced one or some things that he cannot regret. People always avoid going back to the past at such times and want to change the past.

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"Master Lu, you can confide in Ji with the same mind. No one stipulates that heroes in the rivers and lakes can't hurt the spring and the autumn."

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Ji Yuan said, stood up and walked to the kitchen, took out two pottery bowls, placed them on the stone table, and patted the wine jar lightly to remove the sealant.

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Sniffing the aroma of the wine, poured the wine into two bowls.

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This wine smells of a faint medicinal herb, not an ordinary grain, wine and fruit wine.

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Lu Chengfeng was not polite, picked up the bowl and toasted Ji Yuan, then drank the whole bowl of wine, tasting the taste of the wine, his eyes couldn't help turning red.

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"Mr. Ji, I met Du Heng before, I want to ask you..."

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Lu Chengfeng raised his head and looked at Ji Yuan, his eyes met the pair of cang eyes.

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"Are you really an immortal?"

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Although Ji Yuan saved their lives at the beginning, he didn't actually show too miraculous means. The masters must be masters, but like some monasteries and temples, there will also be powerful mages.

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With the growth of age and experience, similar masters will also know something, and some of them are even more mysterious, and the reverence for Mr. Ji in the past has gradually weakened in thinking.

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However, after meeting Du Heng once again and learning some things from his mouth, Mr. Ji's sense of mystery deepened again.

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"Did Lu Daxia come here to see Ji, or to see the immortals?"

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Ji Yuan said something, and also drank this Tusu wine. The wine is not too strong, but the bitterness is very strong.

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"Mr. Ji, I heard from Chengfeng that immortals have supernatural powers and magical powers, and they can see the world for a long time. They can fly through the clouds and fog, and they can also walk through the underworld. Is it true?"

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'It seems to be to see the gods. ’

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Ji Yuan sighed in her heart and no longer hesitated. Seeing Lu Chengfeng's temperament, he had already roughly understood some things.

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"Speaking of which, back then, this residence in An Xiaoge was bought by Lu Daxia on behalf of Ji. With a little help, Ji can certainly help."

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Just as Lu Chengfeng was about to speak, Ji Yuan raised his hand to stop him, staring at him indifferently.

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"I already know that Lingtang Shou passed away soon, and I also know that Daxia Lu is sad, but people can't be resurrected from the dead, let alone Ji is not a real immortal, but it is true, and Lingtang can't be brought back to life."

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After some calculations, Ji Yuan has vaguely calculated the things around Lu Chengfeng.

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Lu Chengfeng smiled for the first time today.

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"Mr. Ji misunderstood, Chengfeng is not an insatiable greedy person. He neither asks you for immortality nor expects his parents to return the sun, but..."

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"It's just that I don't know if there really is an underworld in this world, and if my parents are really there. People often say that when my parents die, they will have children in their dreams, but I, I have never dreamed of it once..."

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In recent years, Lu Chengfeng has also been beautiful, proud, gained a lot, and lost a lot. The unexpected death of his father made the sky of Lu's Cloud Pavilion seem to collapse suddenly, and he was faced with a series of scenes or from outside or outside. A blow that breeds from within.

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At this time, Lu Chengfeng realized that the scenery of the past was nothing but a castle in the air, and it was as fragile as his reputation in the world that he did not rely on real kung fu. All kinds of bullying ensued.

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There are many people who seek revenge, and there are also many who peek at the benefits brought by the status of Yunge in the arena, not to mention those chivalrous warriors who intend to challenge Lu's palm to improve the prestige of the rivers and lakes.

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Martial arts and rivers and lakes are such a reality. Martial arts forces are often seldom protected by the government. Without the martial arts and abilities of their father, if they want to protect themselves, they have to endure more depression and helplessness. Lu Chengfeng is like this, as the current pillar of Yunge. His eldest brother, Lu Chengyun, was even worse.

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The difference is that Lu Chengyun's temperament is tenacious, and he can resist the pressure, while Lu Chengfeng is not good, and he is defeated by reality. In addition to secretly practicing martial arts, in the eyes of outsiders, he has become a day-to-day. The decadent children who were drunk, the former Yunge gentleman no longer exists.

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When the mother who loved him the most also passed away from a serious illness, Lu Chengfeng hated himself even more, hating that he was not good enough in martial arts~www.NovelMTL.com~ and that he didn't have enough talent, hated himself for his incompetence, and was envious and even envious of his brother.

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Lu Chengyun is so "powerful", so powerful that he can tolerate his younger brother for accomplishing nothing. He can hold up Yunge with clenched teeth and blood, but he Lu Chengfeng can't bear the pressure and can't hold his face, and his martial arts are not very good. There is nothing to help, which is also a kind of despair for Lu Chengfeng, who is so ambitious.

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And the death of my mother is more like shattering even this despair, followed by a complete collapse of confidence.

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Lu Chengfeng didn't dare to elaborate on these matters with Mr. Ji, but he always felt that Mr. Ji's pale eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts, as if he could see everything.

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"Mr. Ji, do people really turn into ghosts when they die? Do my parents also look down on me as a cripple? If you are really an immortal, can you take me to the underworld to meet them?"

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This is an absurd request. Lu Chengfeng doesn't know how many masters he has asked and how many temples he has visited. He knows it is unlikely, but in front of Mr. Ji, he asks again with expectations.

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Ji Yuan drank the wine in the bowl, and did not answer immediately, but stood up and walked two steps, outside the shade of the tree, and looked at the sky.

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"Lu Daxia has gained a lot and lost a lot, but this is all in the past. The big day is here, the cloudy time is only covered by the clouds, but when the cloudy clouds finally dissipate, the sky will be able to sway the earth."

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Ji Yuan turned to look at Lu Chengfeng.

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"As for why Ling Zun Lingtang, the yin life should not be over yet, so Ji will take you to meet them."