When Liu Yuecheng asked about Yue Beixuan's background, Yue Beixuan only told him that his father had always wanted to live a pure and primitive life. He had brought him to live in the mountains since he was very young. Ever since his father passed away, he had barely left the mountains.
This was a lame, ridiculous, and flawed statement.
However, Yue Beixuan was truly helpless. In his current situation, this was probably the most reliable reason.
However, Yue Beixuan did not expect Liu Yuecheng to be so respectful after hearing his words."
"Your father must be a powerful cultivator!”
Yue Beixuan was taken aback. Before he could react, Liu Yuecheng continued,"
"Young martial artists are young and aggressive. They only pursue pure lethality in their cultivation of martial arts. Only martial artists or even martialists who had truly cultivated to a profound level would pursue the harmony between man and heaven and earth.”
Pugilists?
After silently memorizing this unfamiliar term, Yue Beixuan asked,
"Uncle Liu, is there any standard to judge the cultivation level of a martial artist?”
Liu Yuecheng was in disbelief and asked,"
"Your father has such a martial dao philosophy, so his cultivation is probably not low. Didn't he tell you?”
How could he know that Yue Beixuan, this so-called father, was a complete lie that he had made up?
Yue Beixuan continued,"
"My father never taught me this. He once said that if a person can live a peaceful life, it is the greatest blessing.”
Liu Yuecheng agreed with him. He seemed to have a deep feeling about this sentence. He sighed and said,
"I can't agree with your father not teaching you martial arts. How can you live in a chaotic world without martial arts? Many times, if you didn't look for trouble, trouble would come looking for you.”
"Where there are people, there will be martial arts. It's fine if you stay in the mountains for the rest of your life, but since you're out, it's best to practice. Although you're a little late now, your body foundation is very good. As long as he worked hard, he could still achieve something.”
From the way Liu Yuecheng talked, he didn't seem like an ordinary hunter. Yue Beixuan put on a simple and dull expression as he asked,"
"Uncle Liu, what did you do in the past?”
Liu Yuecheng was a little sentimental for a moment, as if some memories had been stirred up.
"I once served in the Martial Alliance's Xuanwu Army and retired a few years ago due to injuries.
The world is tough, and a big soldier like me has nothing else other than the skill of killing. My daughter is also gradually growing up, so I can't go without a dowry."
At the mention of his daughter, Liu Yuecheng turned into a middle-aged man and kept talking.
Martial Alliance?
Xuanwu Army?
Was it the political system and army of the Northern Wastelands?
Yue Beixuan patiently listened to Liu Yuecheng's gossip, analyzing bits and pieces of information from his words.
Liu Yuecheng's daughter worked as a doctor in a martial arts school. She made herbal meals for the people in the martial arts school and treated some minor injuries.
The so-called dojo seemed to be a way for commoners to systematically learn martial arts.
Beiwu City, where Liu Yuecheng was located, was divided into an inner city and an outer city. The outer city was mainly inhabited by the poor and commoners.
While they were conversing, Yue Beixuan had already carried Liu Yuecheng out of the forest.
At this moment, the sky had already darkened. From afar, the outline of a huge city could be seen under the dark sky.
"It's there. We're almost there!"
Having escaped death and being able to return home to see his daughter again, Liu Yuecheng could not help but feel a little excited.
Yue Beixuan's heart skipped a beat as he quickened his pace.
As they got closer and closer, the veil of this so-called outer city of Beiwu City was unveiled.
Walking into the city wall that was about ten meters high, the sparse buildings gradually became dense.
However, the highest floor was only three or four floors high in modern times. The voices of the people also began to gradually become noisy and lively.
Yue Beixuan walked along the main road and observed the local customs.
All of this scene was very similar to the modern semi-feudal society.
Liu Yuecheng, who was on his back, seemed to be afraid that someone would recognize him. He kept his head lowered and looked embarrassed to see people.
He had always been an expert among hunters. Now that he was carried back half-dead and in a sorry state, Liu Yuecheng felt that he had lost all face.
"Isn't this Old Liu?"
Liu Yuecheng wanted to pretend that he didn't hear anything, but a short and strong man came up to him and carefully identified him. He shouted at the top of his voice,
"Old Liu! What's wrong with you? Was he injured? There are times when you miss too?"
Liu Yuecheng waved his hand awkwardly.
Yue Beixuan noticed that a few people who seemed to know Liu Yuecheng came over and teased him,"
"Old Liu, you have to take care of yourself. You haven't enjoyed the filial piety of a daughter and son-in-law yet!”
"That's right, Old Liu. Don't work so hard. In the end, who knows which brat will benefit from it!”
The night was too dark, so these people did not see how badly Liu Yuecheng was injured. They only thought that it was an ordinary injury.
Someone else shouted out in concern,"
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