Time slowly passed, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye.
On a short mountain road a thousand meters away from the training hall.
Dozens of soldiers wearing the military uniform of the previous dynasty lined up in a long line to escort a coffin made of pure gold.
Beside the coffin.
There were also four young Taoist priests in light gray Taoist robes. They carried long swords on their backs and pushed the coffin!
The one leading them was a middle-aged Daoist with a delicate beard. His eyes were like lightning as he observed every move around him!
Suddenly.
"Master, we don't have much glutinous rice left. We still have a long way to go. I'm afraid we won't have enough…" The disciple behind him quickly reminded him.
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked worried.
If he was escorting other coffins, he did not care if there was glutinous rice or not!
However, the person in the golden coffin was a royal noble, and his body was stained with dragon energy.
Furthermore, he was carrying countless Han lives and was surrounded by resentment. He was extremely terrifying!
If he broke out of the coffin!
These people were probably not enough to kill him. It might even cause a huge panic!
Thinking of this, the middle-aged Daoist walked forward quickly.
He asked the ten-year-old young prince in the sedan chair in a neither servile nor overbearing manner,"Young Prince…This Penniless Priest doesn't have much glutinous rice left. To be on the safe side, let's go to my Senior Martial Brother and borrow some.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
A eunuch with a red scarf on his head and a thick layer of rouge on his face.
"You Han slaves can't even handle a small matter properly. If you delay the time, you'll be beheaded!"”
"Hurry up…Hurry up!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's expression froze. He did not respond and led the dragon team towards the Four-Eyed Training Hall.
……
In the training hall.
Qian He and the others looked away, and Ye Chen and the others met.
Jia Le also quivered. As soon as he heard that his Uncle-Master had come to pick up the glutinous rice, he had already run to get it!
Just as Qian He's gaze landed on Ye Chen.
An arrogant and despotic voice made everyone furious!
On the sedan chair, the young prince, who was dressed in brocade clothes and had a pig whip, asked,"Han slave, what are you doing?!”
"This Han servant is using the excuse of borrowing glutinous rice to reminisce about the past, but don't worry, young prince. If they delay, this subordinate will naturally chop off their heads.”
Steward Wu said arrogantly.
The two of them spoke loudly, deliberately for everyone to hear.
Hearing these words.
Everyone's expression was solemn, and their hearts were boiling with anger.
Ye Chen was the same.
The Qing Dynasty had already fallen, but these braids were still so arrogant and despotic. It was really infuriating!
Moreover, if it weren't for these plaited people who brought disaster to the country and the people, even if China couldn't establish itself in the world, it wouldn't be at the mercy of the foreigners!!!
These people deserved to die…They deserved to die ten thousand times!!
However, Ye Chen did not plan to make a move directly!
It would be too easy for them to die in his hands!
However, if they turned into zombies and died, their souls would not be accepted by the Six Paths, and they would never be able to reincarnate…Wouldn't that be great?
"These dogs…"
The impatient Four-Eye was about to curse when he was pulled to the side by Taoist Master Thousand Crane.
The four eyes were still angry and confused."Junior Brother…why did you take this job?”
"I owed them a favor back then, and I had no choice but to return it…Moreover, they gave me too much…"
Qian He looked at his four disciples who were frowning and sighed helplessly.
In this world of starving people.
It was not easy to earn some money, not to mention that he had four disciples!
Before the four eyes could respond.
Qian He's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and with a surprised expression, he changed the topic.""Senior brother, that child's Innate Ability is extraordinary and his eyes are bright. Could he be your disciple?”
"Ah, you mean Little Chen!" Four Eyes called Ye Chen over and continued,""This is Senior Brother One Eyebrow's last disciple.”
Qian He noticed Si Mu's disappointed expression and knew how much he envied Senior Brother One Eyebrow!
"I knew it…You don't look like someone who has such good fortune!" Qian He gloated.”
Four eyes: ???
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Ye Chen hurriedly bowed,""Martial Nephew Ye Chen greets Martial Uncle Qian He.”
Qian He nodded in satisfaction, but a thought appeared in his mind.
When he was in the same sect as Ninth Uncle, he had often been taken care of by him. He had always wanted to return the favor, but not only did he not have the chance, but he also did not know what to give him!
Now that he had seen his senior brother's last disciple, it was also very good to give him this favor!
"Little Chen, Martial Uncle has come from afar! Take these things as a greeting gift!”
As he spoke.
He took out a small bag of silver coins and a book of the Twelve Forms of Mao Mountain Sword Art!
Ye Chen nodded.
He didn't refuse. Cultivators valued etiquette very much. If he refused, it would seem a little petty.
"Little Chen thanks martial uncle. When I return, I will tell my master about this.”
Qian He's eyes revealed a trace of gratification.
Then, he pointed at the ancient book in Ye Chen's arms and said,"Little Chen, don't underestimate the Twelve Sword Styles of Mao Mountain. This is one of the most essential sword styles of Mao Mountain!”
"Back then, even I, your Martial Uncle, had to cultivate bitterly for several years before I could understand the profoundness of it ~"
Ye Chen was shocked.
Back then…
Even if…
After cultivating for several years…he finally understood it?
These words couldn't be said to be familiar. It could only be said that his ears had been ground into calluses.
Are all cultivators of this generation like chicken feathers?!
Bragging in front of everyone?
However, after a moment, there was no melodious sound in his mind.
Ye Chen more or less felt that he had misunderstood us cultivators.
He couldn't help but praise,"Martial Uncle Thousand Crane…you're really a clear stream among us cultivators!"”
Qian He was speechless.
Four eyes: ???
The two of them were dumbfounded.
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