He brought Li Eryi back to the yard, and the guard turned back and walked into the yard next to the old lady.

Apart from a wall, the yard becomes more deserted and even a bit desolate.

Green moss climbed the yard wall, with no flowers, only an old tree that did not sprout in spring squatting alone in a corner of the yard.

Under the old tree, behind the stone table, on the rocking chair, Zhang Lingfeng, with his fleshy face, closed his eyes to rest as he calmed down, and the hot sun shone through the few branches of the old tree on his face.

The guard bowed and waited for the prince who didn't dare to disturb the sleeping soundly. Not long after, he heard the prince's voice.

"Mr. Yu, do you believe in life?"

Mr. Yu?

The guard was shocked and then discovered that there was a chessboard on the stone table under the old tree, and there was also a man who made a move from time to time to play chess with him.

Under his wide blue shirt, his body is well-proportioned and his meticulous black hair is tied behind his head. Unlike the unpretentious appearance of the Wanxiang Mountain man, his disciple is handsome and handsome.

Grandmaster, Yu Jing.

The guard's heart trembled. If the prince hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have even noticed the Grand Master.

There are five great masters in Longyuan Dao City, but as the old prince is asleep, the princess abandons martial arts. Now there are only three great masters.

In addition to the royal family's guest "Gongyang Wu", he is the master and apprentice of Wang Mu, a native of Wanxiang Mountain.

Two great masters in one sect are extremely rare in Longyuan Dao.

"letter."

Yu Jing dropped one son in his left and right hands and answered casually.

"Don't believe that one's destiny is in heaven, it is the most serious sin of Confucianism. Asking Mr. this is a bit unnecessary."

Zhang Lingfeng sighed.

Bang!

Yu Jingluo said lightly: "Believe in fate, but not accepting fate."

"Is there anyone in this world who is willing to accept his fate?"

Zhang Lingfeng was silent.

"Human life looks vague and unspeakable, but it is actually not a rare thing. There are too many things that can be done in this world when changing the numerology."

Yu Jing said seriously:

"The emperor is the master of a hundred lives and changes the numerology of others. It is only a word! If you don't say it far away, the prince is now in power and can also affect the fate of tens of millions of people."

"If you hold great power, you can kill someone's fate..."

I don’t know what I remembered, but Zhang Lingfeng felt a little touched, but didn’t say anything else. He looked at the guard, and the guard was shocked and hurriedly reported.

"The old lady still doesn't give up."

Zhang Lingfeng seemed not surprised, waved his hand and asked the guard to continue.

"Human thinking cannot transcend one's own cognition..."

At this time, Yu Jing abandoned his son, and he shook his head:

"Even if you can use it with one mind, no matter whether it is chess or chess skills, you can't surpass your own cognition. Playing chess with yourself is really boring..."

Zhang Lingfeng didn't say anything, and no one was willing to play chess with this person.

"Canghai, Yuan Fei, in a short time, the nine masters of Longyuan City have gone away. Including the two injured by the princess, the prince now seems to have not used much power."

Yu Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, not hiding his purpose at all:

"Yu is a little curious about what the prince has to rely on to be so calm..."

"My support is known to the people of the mountain. Why don't Mr. Yu ask your teacher?"

“Haha~”

Yu Jing stopped talking and stood up to say goodbye.

Zhang Lingfeng did not get up and saw him off, but just watched him leave, and his expression gradually became colder.

"Criminal, where is he here?"

In the shadow, an old man with a snake stick walked out slowly, with fear and solemnity on his old face.

"Of course I'm afraid that I will do something 'big and ruthless'. Confucians have always been like this..."

Zhang Lingfeng had no expression on his face.

"The prince should be careful of these two masters and apprentices. Although they have always been low-key, over the years, almost all Confucian scholars in the city have been their disciples and have great influence."

The old man with snake rod warned.

"No need to say much about Mr. Feng, I understand."

Zhang Lingfeng didn't want to say much, so he slowly closed his eyes.

Buzz ~

A faint light appeared in his eyes that were visible to him. It was an ancient and mottled yellow scroll with dense fonts on it.

His eyes swept and fell on two lines of red words.

"Canghai, Yuan Fei."

As he recited silently in his heart, the four red fonts suddenly became larger and eventually turned into two red torrents and penetrated into his body.

In the subtleties that no one can see, the red light spreads, changing his muscles and essence from the most fundamental point.

"It's not enough."

He murmured to himself slightly, and looked at the yellowed scroll.

As his eyes came, names shone with light.

...

...

"I haven't seen him meditate and practice martial arts, but his changes are amazing..."

"Is it the judge's Taoist fruit? Or..."

Walking slowly on the street, doubts flashed in Yu Jing's eyes.

Since he realized his mind and nature, except for his own teacher, this is the first time he has encountered such an unpredictable situation in Longyuan City.

There seemed to be a fog surging on Zhang Lingfeng's body, which made him unable to see it clearly.

"Everything has its spiritual roots. Before the ancestors ascended the throne, anyone who recognized the Lord's Dao fruit would have no chance of being the throne of the princes and princes."

In front of the stream, Wang Muzhi was cross-legged on the big rock. Before Yu Jing could ask, he spoke up.

"The conflict between heaven and man is also a taboo of Confucianism."

Yu Jing nodded.

Throughout the past three thousand years, there have been many masters of the Taoist fruit who recognize the master, and there are many who have really reached the stage of "holding the ceremony".

The Ming Dynasty inherited the foundations of various dynasties and naturally had extremely detailed records.

The five types of immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, demons, and Taoist fruits were passed down from ancient times, and in the four hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, it was refined to an amazing level after many researches.

Just taking the theory of the god-like Taoist fruit, there are various refinements such as "Heaven Gods, Earth Gods, Ghosts and Gods", but the basis is not legends, but those "rituals" recorded in history!

As Wang Muzhi said, because there were too many examples in the past, the Emperor of Supernatural Powers was extremely rejected for more than three hundred years before the Ming Dynasty, and it did not improve until the former emperor ascended the throne.

Not for anything else, it is really that the Tao Fruit ‘ritual’ is too uncontrollable.

Seven hundred years ago, the lord of a small country dug out eighteen water veins in China because of a Taoist fruit ‘Xuan Whale’. In just ten days, millions of people drowned, shocking the world.

"The reason why the Tao Fruit recognizes the master is that no one has known for so many years, but it must be that the magical master has a certain aspect that conforms to the characteristics of the Tao Fruit."

Wang Muzhi said lightly:

"It is recorded that all the masters of magical powers are in harmony with the Tao fruit. Perhaps they are born, or may be subsequent changes, and they will be inevitable in the end."

"The Tao fruit is born with human power, and it will eventually lead to cholera and disasters."

"As the teacher said, Zhang Lingfeng recognized the master for the Taoist fruit, and it will inevitably become what Xue Dilong's 'criticism'?"

Yu Jing frowned.

As he said, he believed in fate, but never accepted fate. He had a natural disgust for such a thing as saying that he could tell someone's fate.

I thought in my heart that the life of the prince of Longyuan emerged from the beginning.

When he was born, he was recognized by Tao Guo, which caused a great sensation back then. Xue Dilong's criticism at the 100-day banquet was also talked about for a long time.

But who is the old Longyuan King?

That was the Shura who really crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in the mountains of corpses. He was the unparalleled general who instantly killed two great masters in the Dali army among the thousands of troops with a Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

How can such a person believe in fate?

In fact, after the 100-day banquet, Xue Dilong was almost killed outside Longyuan City by him. Until now, the relationship between the Imperial Heavenly Prison and the Dragon Yuan King lineage is extremely bad.
To be continued...