บท 14: Grand Master of the Great Song Dynasty
Chen Xia was not joking.
He truly wished that the other immortal would remain sealed in their retreat, passing away peacefully in the end. Wouldn't that be a decent way to die?
Moreover, anyone capable of teaching someone like Yang Wei must not be a good person themselves. There's no telling if this immortal might seek revenge against Chen Xia in the future.
The other three leaders dared not respond, only offering dry laughter.
Chen Xia strolled back to his house at a leisurely pace.
Martial artists on the road hastily made way, and such a large street was devoid of anyone daring to walk, all standing with bowed heads on the very sides, respectfully waiting for Chen Xia to pass.
Chen Xia stretched, glanced at the three leaders following from afar, and casually crooked his finger.
The three leaders hurried over, nodding and bowing, "What instructions do you have?"
Chen Xia asked in confusion, "Where are the original people of Weixi Town? Why are they all martial artists now?"
The three leaders quickly replied, "The original residents of Weixi Town sold their houses at high prices and moved to the nearest city. Nowadays, most of Weixi Town consists of martial artists."
" Oh." Chen Xia nodded, not paying much attention.
The world changes are so unpredictable, especially with the ordinary people's lifespan of no more than a hundred years.
He crawled back into his small house overgrown with weeds.
The three leaders respectfully waited outside, not daring to step in, and one of them mustered the courage to ask inside.
"Do you need us to repair your house?"
"No need." Chen Xia's indifferent voice came from inside, adding.
"I like Weixi Town."
Only by staying in this dilapidated hut could he feel the same as living in Weixi Town thirty-five years ago.
If time is the unstoppable flowing water, then Chen Xia is the stone submerged in the water, not moving with the current.
When the water has flowed for a long time, and you look back.
Old friends, old things are all gone.
But there must be some old objects left, right.
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The deeds of the immortal of Weixi Town, who broke the river, destroyed the mountains, and killed with a flick of the finger, quickly spread, even more fiercely than the cold of December.
In half a month, almost the entire territory of the Great Song was discussing this news.
And most terrifyingly, the immortal killed with a flick was not an ordinary person but another immortal!
It perfectly explained that there is a gap between immortals.
The storytellers in the taverns had already arranged the story.
"Last time, we talked about Yang Gang, who learned immortal techniques, stepping on a lotus, crossing the river to Xiaojianghu, with a brutal temperament, and a murderous nature. He killed a leader without any explanation and threatened the Chen immortal..."
Chen Xia's reputation quickly spread throughout the Great Song area, so much so that martial artists were discussing whether to remove the half character before Chen Xia's semi-invincible status.
"But there is another immortal in the Great Song who has not yet emerged. They have not truly competed. It seems too early to remove the half character now."
Many martial artists agreed with this statement.
If Chen Xia really wants to be invincible in the world, then the other immortal is an obstacle he must face.
Between the two immortals, as long as the winner is not determined, they are only semi-invincible.
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After the news of Chen Xia's emergence spread.
The first to find him were the masters of the Patrol Department, and even the person who came was the one who asked Chen Xia to come out of the mountain ten years ago. Now he is a bit old, kneeling outside the door, and respectfully said to Chen Xia.
"I beg the immortal to come out and save the Great Song from the water and fire."
Chen Xia slowly walked out of the house, glanced at the master of the Patrol Department, and asked with a smile.
"I remember it was you last time, it's been ten years, and the battle is not over yet?"
The master of the Patrol Department gritted his teeth, his expression full of indignation: "The barbarians are powerful, but at the beginning, His Majesty had found a way to deal with it, and the situation was stable."
"But five years later, His Majesty passed away, and the crown prince succeeded to the throne. He was young and did not understand the war, and was pushed by the barbarians for a hundred miles. It was only by the princess who was familiar with military books that the situation was barely stable."
Chen Xia listened and asked curiously, "Do you have no generals in the Great Song? Why do you have to send the princess to fight?"
The master of the Patrol Department gritted his teeth, "The previous emperor weakened the power of the generals and cultivated civil officials."
"Oh." Chen Xia nodded, then smiled and said, "So you are asking for it, what does it have to do with me?"
"But..." The master of the Patrol Department looked up, his expression anxious, and wanted to explain something.
Chen Xia suddenly exhaled.
A gust of wind howled, swirling around the master of the Patrol Department, driving his body to retreat a kilometer, and safely falling on the road.
The master of the Patrol Department sat on the ground in a daze, with onlookers standing at a distance.
He was stunned for a while, then angrily punched the ground and cursed himself: "I am really useless, I am really useless!"
Chen Xia lay on the broken rocking chair in the house, looking at the ceiling with his head.
It's not that he doesn't want to help.
He is simply too lazy.
Perhaps it's because he practiced the "Great Turtle Breathing Technique," and now he prefers stillness over movement.
Chen Xia quickly shook his head and patted his head.
No, no, if this continues, he will really become a turtle. He must move.
Chen Xia took a breath and cheered himself up, feeling a surge of energy on his body, and his heart was excited, feeling the urge to vomit.
So he turned over on the broken rocking chair.
Good.
The exercise is over.
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On the border city wall.
The master of the Patrol Department, who rushed back, knelt on one knee on the ground, and bowed to the valiant female general in front of him, sadly saying.
"Princess, I am incompetent and failed to invite the immortal."
The woman pinched the bridge of her nose, exhaled, shook her head, and said, "It's okay, it's not your fault. If the immortal refuses to come, no one can force it."
The master of the Patrol Department gritted his teeth and remained silent, with unspeakable sorrow in his heart.
The woman put her hand on the long sword at her waist, her eyebrows and eyes full of valiance, but also a trace of delicacy. At this moment, she lowered her eyebrows and asked again.
"How about the newly recruited martial artists, do you have any news?"
The master of the Patrol Department hurriedly said, "There are some reasons for the martial artists to come, but the number is 30% less than in previous years."
The woman nodded and sighed helplessly, "The martial artists who will come have already come, and those who won't come will never be invited in a lifetime."
The master of the Patrol Department nodded and said, "But this time, the first in the world, Zuo Feiyang, and the third, the old monk, are willing to come, and there are some well-known masters."
The woman nodded, "Good."
She raised her lowered eyebrows again, staring at the front, where the barbarians were stationed, with a million cavalry. When they charged, the earth shook, and they were invincible.
And among the barbarians, there are many masters.
The woman sighed again, her eyebrows and eyes full of sorrow, shaking her head and saying, "Is it really enough? What if we can't hold on?"
The master of the Patrol Department quickly gritted his teeth and clasped his fist, "Please rest assured, Princess, I will guard the city gate to the death!"
The woman chuckled, then shook her head, a little helplessly, "How many times have I said, my father is dead, I am no longer the princess. Now my brother has succeeded, and you still call me the princess. Just call me General."
"Yes, General!" The master of the Patrol Department quickly changed his words.
The woman opened her eyes, and there was a flash of light in them, as if she had an idea, and hurriedly walked to the back.
Three days later.
The news that the princess went south to Xiaojianghu spread.
"Why is the princess going?" someone asked.
"To ask the immortal to come out."
What is the immortal doing?
The immortal is lying at home.
In short, it is to highlight a reluctance to move and laziness. The three leaders dare not disturb him, and Chen Xia is even more leisurely.
He can sleep for 23 hours a day, and the remaining hour is spent sitting in a daze.
If you can level up by sitting, who wants to move, right.
However, this leisurely life did not last long.
Soon.
Someone came to visit him again.
A huge team sealed the surroundings, and martial artists could only stand at a distance, and even the three leaders dared not approach.
"See that? It's the Patrol Department, the official's clothes."
"I recognize it, it seems to be full of masters of the Patrol Department, and there seems to be a royal decree. It should be that person coming."
The martial artists did not say it directly, but they all knew who was coming.
The princess of the Great Song is here!
In the dilapidated hut.
The woman in the big yellow robe sat upright, her beautiful face full of seriousness, her clear eyebrows and eyes staring at Chen Xia, who was lying crookedly in front of her, and requested.
"On behalf of the Great Song, I ask you to come out and save the crisis of the Great Song. I am willing to give you the status of the national teacher and meet all your requirements."
Chen Xia turned on the broken rocking chair, raised his hanging head, looked at the woman upside down, and replied.
"I must clarify one point for you here. Although I am a good person, you don't have any rewards that attract me, right?"
The woman nodded, agreeing with Chen Xia's words, put her hands on her knees, tightly grasping her robe, and requested again.
"But you have been in my Great Song for so many years, there must be some feelings, right? Moreover, the barbarians are stubborn and unbearable. After entering the Great Song, they will definitely kill the people. You coming out is not only to save the Great Song but also for the people."
"You are right." Chen Xia nodded, but then replied, "But I don't play the emotional card, and your moral kidnapping is useless to me."
"But... but..." The woman stuttered for a while, but she couldn't say a word in the end. She only shook her head, sighed, got up, and bowed to Chen Xia.
"I'm sorry to disturb you."
"Knowing that is good." Chen Xia replied, shrinking his head back onto the broken rocking chair, preparing to lie flat.
[The power of Qi, you get along with the royal family, Jiaolong Qi increases by 1/100]
This also works?
Chen Xia directly got up from the broken rocking chair and stopped the woman who was about to leave.
"You go back first, I'll be there in three days."
Why in three days.
Because he still wants to lie for three more days.
The woman turned her head in joy and thanked Chen Xia excitedly, "Thank you, sir. It's great that you are willing to help. The Great Song has nothing to repay you, and I will inform my brother to appoint you as the national teacher."
[The power of Qi, you have gained the favor of the royal family, Jiaolong Qi increases by 5/100]
In this way, it should be that when it reaches 100, Jiaolong Qi will enter the next upgrade.
[Identity Update: National Teacher of the Great Song, with 20% national fortune blessing, can increase the realm by 20%]
Chen Xia's mind popped up a new prompt again, showing that he has become the national teacher of the Great Song, can have the national fortune blessing, and improve his strength.
But why didn't this prompt pop up when he was a patrolman and mayor before?
Chen Xia thought for a while and thought it should be because his previous identity was too small, and there was no improvement, so he didn't pop up at all.
This means that the higher Chen Xia's identity in the future, the stronger the benefits he can have.
Chen Xia nodded, and a heroic spirit surged in his chest, always wanting to do something.
So he turned over again.
Cool.
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