Hearing this.
Many audiences had already guessed Xuanyuan Jingcheng's ending.
He had already made up his mind to die.
If he went to kill Xuanyuan Dapan, the best outcome would probably be to die together.
Many people felt regret and shock.
A man who didn't love martial arts and loved Confucianism had actually grown into a top-notch expert step by step for his wife and daughter.
He had the strength to kill Finger Xuan with a raise of his hand.
What kind of tenacity was this?
"This is a good father and a good husband.”
"For the sake of his wife and daughter, he forced himself to a dead end just to sacrifice himself and give them a free world.”
"The depth of this love is very touching.”
"He endured humiliation for twenty years, not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to die in a worthy way.”
Many people sighed.
Even Yang Suguan made a simple comment.
"That's why the ancients said that a real man can endure what the world can't endure and do what the world can't do.”
"It is also said that in ancient times, those who achieved great things were not only talented, but also determined.”
His two sentences were thought-provoking.
Everyone was secretly trying to figure it out.
Murong Fu, Tiedan Shenhou, Yue Buqun and other fierce heroes.
He even firmly remembered these two sentences in his heart and regarded them as the standard.
He often used it to motivate himself.
Then, Yang Suguan continued to explain.
" After Xuanyuan Jingcheng left, Xuanyuan Ziyi looked at her father's back in disbelief.”
"Although his uncle's character is corrupt, he is a true expert. He has a Vajra physique that is invincible and has even entered the mysterious Finger Profound Realm.”
"Such a top-notch martial artist was actually killed by his father, who he had always looked down on? When did his father have such strength?”
"She looked at her pale mother and asked her if she wanted to go to the Snowy Plains.”
"That woman shook her head and refused. She just wanted to be alone.”
"It just so happened that Persimmons and the old God of Swords had also gone up Hui Mountain. Xuanyuan Ziyi went to the Guniu Great Hill's Snowy Plains with them.”
" After everyone left, the woman silently returned to the backyard of Xuanyuan Jingcheng's main house from the inner court. She set up a stove and warmed a pot of Cassia wine.”
" Xuanyuan Jingcheng brewed that. He gave away two of the three jars every year, leaving only one jar. He doesn't drink it himself and just keeps it.”
"In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. The courtyard is filled with Angelica wine.”
" The woman opened a jar and took out a set of wine covered in dust. This wine set was also made by Xuanyuan Jingcheng himself.”
"Rubbing the wine set in her hand, the woman finally found a line of small words at the bottom of the cup.”
"Life should be bitter, but it's fine if you're a good person.”
"It turns out that when he passed the time by brewing wine and making wine utensils, he only hoped for three words: ”
"The woman's expression was calm, but she was constantly exerting strength as she ran towards the snowy plain.”
"There is heavy rain falling from Hui Mountain, constantly washing away the dust in the void, as if it has already indicated some ending.”
Yang Suguan finished his sentence.
He paused for a moment.
Many people looked at him nervously.
She was afraid that he would stop abruptly again.
But this time, Yang Suguan seemed to be prepared to tell a complete story.
Therefore, it was not broken.
He only stopped to drink two sips of tea.
During this time, some people were discussing in low voices.
"Xuanyuan Jingcheng's wife should still have feelings for him, right?”
"What is she doing on the Snowy Plains? Spectator? Sacrifice for love? Or send Xuanyuan Jingcheng on his last journey.”
"Looking at those twenty jars of Angelica and Cassia wine, she must have been greatly moved.”
"It's good that a good man returns. Ai, this makes me think of Young Master Yang's words. This love can be treated as a reminiscence, but at that time, it was already lost.”
"Another rare man! Scholar Xuanyuan Jingcheng!"
" Protecting his wife and daughter, Xuanyuan Jingcheng."
"Who was the one who said that those who are loyal are the ones who kill dogs, and those who are unfaithful are always the scholars? There are exceptions!"
Somewhere on the second floor.
Scholar Lu clenched his fists, his expression stern.
"We're both scholars, but why is there such a big difference?”
"Hey."
Lao Bai knew that he was touched.
Thus, he patted his shoulder and comforted him,""Brother, we all have different lives…"
"Take it easy, Ang."
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Yang Suguan unfolded his folding fan and continued to narrate.
"The heavy rain fell on Mount Hui and the snowy plains.”
"There was a scholar who was bleeding from his seven orifices. His body was hunched as he walked through the storm.”
"Twenty years of forbearance, just for this moment.”
"The ancestor of the Xuanyuan family turned to look at the descendant he once valued the most and smiled. Jingcheng, have you entered the Heavenly Phenomenon realm?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said calmly,"You'll know after you try."”
"Finally, he doesn't need to conceal his realm anymore. He straightened his body and crossed his arms around the Taiji symbol.”
" In an instant, the thick black clouds in the sky seemed to have been pulled down by nine feet. They turned into tornadoes along with the torrential rain and crashed down on the snowy plain.”
" Xuanyuan Jingcheng said in a low voice,'Raise your hand to shake Kunlun!”
"As soon as he finished speaking, his Confucian robe fluttered and his aura reached its peak.”
"The three tornadoes were like three dragons drawing water, carrying the mighty might of heaven as they charged towards the ancestor.”
"Looking at this junior who has studied astronomical phenomena, Xuanyuan Dapan laughed loudly.”
"Thirty years ago, he had already stepped into the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. In these years, he has been concentrating on the Double Embarrassment and merging Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism into one. In time, he might be able to enter the realm of the Land Immortal.”
"Looking at the juniors who are desperately borrowing power from heaven and earth, he can only laugh in his heart.”
" He never believed in the Heaven, Earth, Monarch, or Teacher. He only believed in his fists. He walked the same path as the old God of Swords, who used his sword to shock the Heaven and Earth and tear the ghosts and gods. He used his strength to prove his Dao.”
"So no matter how the tornado wreaks havoc and how mighty the heavens are, he has to use force to break it!”
" Just as he tore the tornado apart with his hands, Xuanyuan Jingcheng pounced on him and exchanged blows with him 216 times in an instant.”
"After the two of them separated, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's aura reached its peak. People often say that an ant trying to shake a tree is ridiculous. However, I feel that it's more appropriate to replace laughter with respect.”
"With one hand behind his back, he straightened his body and suddenly said in a clear voice,"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, please die!””
"In an instant, the world swayed, and a storm was coming.”
"When Persimmons, the old God of Swords, Xuanyuan Ziyi, and the others arrived at the Snowy Plains.”
" In Xuanyuan Jingcheng's mind, those Confucian mantras, poems, and beautiful articles are flashing.”
"Sincerity, righteousness."
"Don't say that scholars are gutless and dare to make the world sink into the sea.”
"His seven orifices are bleeding, but his expression is calm. He opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the entire world. He looked at his daughter who had rushed over and smiled. Daughter, father has become a demigod!"
"In the clouds, nine bolts of lightning exploded, and the rain started to reverse outside his body.”
"At this moment, Xuanyuan Jingcheng has broken into the Saint Realm.”
"Xuanyuan Dapan looked at this grandson who exchanged his life for his realm and was shocked and angry. Are you even worthy?"
" Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and said," When Xuanyuan Jingcheng speaks to you, you can ignore him. But why are you still so ignorant when an immortal is speaking to you?"!”
"On the Snowy Plains, dark clouds hung low, forming a huge vortex that enveloped the entire world.
"The sky suddenly appeared and the mountains and rivers swayed. This phenomenon is no different from when Immortal Qi ascended.”
Xuanyuan Jingcheng knelt down slowly and said loudly," The earth bears the weight of thousands of elephants, the heavens pity all living things, the heavens and earth, Xuanyuan Jingcheng kneels to the heavens and earth, seeking death!”
" Purple lightning as thick as a mountain fell, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng's voice echoed in the world.”
"Please die, ancestor!"
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