Martial Cultivator

There was undisguised disappointment in Qingfeng's eyes, but after moving his lips, he never opened his mouth to say anything.

The old owner of the village, Yu Canghai, looked at his youngest son like this and couldn't bear to say, "Master Chen, this son of mine is not seeking Master Chen's current official status, but he has admired Master Chen for a long time. Since the Wanliu Society, Master Chen has been Quanzi will remember everything he does. He has been talking about Mr. Chen's deeds in my ears for several years, and now I finally see that he is sincere in his actions and has no other thoughts. "

"Father, please don't embarrass Mr. Chen."

Yu Qingfeng shook his head. Although he was disappointed, he was unwilling to force it.

Chen Chao stared at the young man in front of him and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I will delay your future? You must know that I can kill people, but I may not be able to teach others. If you insist on worshiping me as your teacher, I may not be able to train you to become a talent."

Yu Qingfeng shook his head and said seriously, "Master leads me in. Cultivation depends on the individual. I still know this truth. If I really have no achievements in the future and have nothing to do with Master Chen, it will be because of my own incompetence." 🄲

Chen Chao smiled bitterly, "So, I have to accept you as my disciple?"

Yu Qingfeng looked confused. After all, the old owner Yu Canghai was a man who had seen the world. Naturally, he was more alert than his son. He kicked Yu Qingfeng on the butt and said with a smile, "Why don't you meet the master yet?"

After realizing it, Yu Qingfeng was about to kowtow. Chen Chao stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a smile, "I have been practicing for several years and have never accepted a disciple. If you really want to become my teacher, it shouldn't be so simple. In this case, you go first." In the capital of the gods, go to Song Lian, the right guard commander, and tell him that he is my unnamed disciple, and ask him to take you to practice first, and then decide whether to accept you as a disciple after I return."

Yu Qingfeng smiled happily and said, "I will listen to Master's teachings in everything."

Chen Chao rubbed his forehead, turned around and asked, "Will the old village owner follow you to the capital of gods?"

Yu Canghai nodded, "I immediately dismissed everyone in the village and rushed to the capital with my dog."

Chen Chao hesitated for a moment, but before he spoke, Yu Canghai shook his head and said with a smile, "Master Chen, don't worry. I still have some friends over the years. Although I don't want to disturb you all the time, it's not a bad idea to invite a few people to go with you on this trip to the divine capital." What a big deal.

Chen Chao nodded.

The old manor owner turned to look at his youngest son and said, "You go out first. I have something to talk to Mr. Chen as a father."

Yu Qingfeng nodded, without thinking much, and just said "disciple"

After resigning, he turned around and left the small courtyard with some joy.

The old village owner looked at the back of his youngest son and sighed softly, "After the death of the eldest son, I deliberately taught the youngest son not to follow the same path as the eldest son. Who knew that these two boys seemed to be carved from the same mold? In the early years, Qingfeng He was thinking of going to the north to join the army. If I hadn't stopped him and trapped him with the words of filial piety, he would have gone north long ago. "

Chen Chao smiled and said, "The spirit of a young man is extremely valuable."

The old village owner said with shame, "I am really ashamed of what I said to Mr. Chen before."

Chen Chao shook his head, "It's just an ordinary thought of ordinary people, but if everyone thought like this, Daliang would have died long ago, and the demon clan in the north would have driven down. The human race would not have lost another 30,000 miles of territory. "

"I'm so ashamed." The old village owner said with emotion, "But now that things have happened, I have finally figured it out. Let Qingfeng do whatever he wants to do. I won't hold you back anymore. After all, I am still alive. Everyone should have their own choices about how to live.”

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Just based on the old village owner's words, it's a big revelation."

"There is still some Xianquan wine in the warehouse, why don't we use it to have a drink with Mr. Chen?" The old owner said cheerfully.

Chen Chao shook his head and said with a smile, "Just give me a few jars of wine to take away when the time comes."

The old village owner nodded in agreement, and then said seriously, "There is a matter that I have been holding in my heart for many years. I was too busy to take care of it at first, and I thought I would never be able to tell anyone about it in this life. But God's will is that, after meeting Mr. Chen, maybe it's something secret... The old man’s son appeared..."

Chen Chao also became serious and asked, "Is it related to the cause of your son's death?"

The old village owner nodded and said seriously, "I'm afraid that my son did not simply die in the north, but died at the hands of the demon clan."

Chen Chao looked at the old village owner and did not speak immediately. Instead, he remained silent for a long time and then asked in a low voice, "Did someone in the army have a problem with him and that's why he was killed?"

The old manor owner shook his head slowly.

Chen Chao's expression became more complicated.

The old manor owner slowly took out a pile of letters from his arms, "When my son was alive, he often sent letters.

I ignored him and never opened it. Later, after I learned about his death, I realized it later. When I was looking through the letter, I learned about these things. I originally intended to inquire about it. After all, a father and a son, a son. He died in an unexplained way, but Shenshui Villa was in danger at that time. I cared about Qingfeng's life, so I endured it. I originally thought that I would never be able to avenge my son in this life, but now that I have met Mr. Chen..."

The old owner of the village said solemnly, "If Mr. Chen is not willing to be tainted with right and wrong, Bentang has never heard of this matter. I am determined not to have any grudges in my heart and will not tell Qingfeng about this matter!"

Chen Chao looked at the letters in front of him and said, "Old owner, do you know a story?"

The old village owner looked confused.

"When His Majesty traveled north to Mobei and returned south after fighting the Demon Emperor, he passed through Xuanling County and dealt with a state official. He left behind a sentence, 'If you want to drink their blood, I will kill you.' Your Majesty Will, those who die for Daliang must not die in vain, and must not chill the hearts of the living.”

Chen Chao looked at the old village owner and said seriously, "Your Majesty will never tolerate such things."

The old owner had a sore nose for a moment and was speechless.

Although he was a citizen of Daliang, he had never thought much about His Majesty the Emperor, and naturally he would not have any feelings of admiration.

"Your Majesty has to look at the entire beam. There will inevitably be some omissions, but when you see them, you won't ignore them."

Chen Chao looked at the old village owner in front of him and said calmly, "I will take care of this matter." 🄲

The old village owner burst into tears and knelt on the ground, "The common people thank you, sir!"

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Wu'en Temple, light rain continued.

Thanks to the sky-high money he earned in the past few days, the old abbot finally had hot porridge that was not just full of grains of rice. Now he was holding a bowl of hot porridge that would not fall over when he inserted his chopsticks into the porridge bowl. He sat on the threshold and would watch from the side from time to time. He picked up a piece of pickle from his pickle plate and put it in his mouth. After chewing it, he drank some hot porridge and felt extremely comfortable.

The old abbot has been the abbot of Wu'en Temple for many years. He has a famous saying that everyone in the temple knows clearly.

That is glory and wealth, no match for a bowl of hot porridge.

The old monk loves to drink porridge, which has lasted for decades. \u003cb

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Drinking porridge and enjoying the rain is a good thing for the old abbot.

It was raining lightly today, and it was destined that no pilgrims would come. Anyway, the old abbot had a lot of money, and he was not worried about how he would live in the future, so he felt even more comfortable.

After drinking most of the porridge and eating most of the pickles, the old abbot rubbed his belly with some satisfaction, but before he could get up, a man came to the temple in the rain, and then sat on the threshold covered in rain.

The old abbot was splashed with rainwater, but he wasn't upset at all. He just picked out the mud spots in the porridge bowl with some disgust. Strangely enough, the old abbot didn't even drive out half a grain of rice with his behavior.

The man smiled and said, "It's not easy to come here, but you don't even want to drink hot porridge?"

The old abbot shook his head solemnly and said, "The old monk paid for this with a few years of his life. It feels good to share it with the disciples. You are not the old monk's son. Why do you ask for it?"

The man clicked his tongue and said, "Old monk, you have always been so stingy. What can you do with the money you save? You can't take it with you."

The old abbot sighed and said, "The old monk is stingy not because he likes to be stingy, but because he simply has no money to be generous."

The man rubbed his head, but did not refute. He just said to himself, "Have you done what I asked you to do?"

The old abbot smiled and said, "I mentioned it, but it's hard to say whether it can be done. You guy, you have been doing something for so many years. Why do you want a young person to do it in the end?"

The man shook his head, "I'm all alone, what's the use of that reputation? Just get things done. As for the reputation and credit, leave it to that kid. After all, it's hard to say whether he can stand up as a leader in the future."

The old abbot remained silent.

The man smiled and said, "When is the old monk going to go back and take a look?"

The old abbot said, "I originally planned to go back and have a look in a few years, but it seems that the old monk is no longer needed now, so the next time the old monk goes out, he will only go north."

The man sighed and stopped talking. He just rubbed the old monk's bald head.

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Shenshui Villa.

Chen Chao sat at the table, looking at the opened letters in front of him, his face extremely gloomy.