Breaking the Day

The plan of Li Chengfeng and others to change to a straight train was finally stranded again. Yuezhou Levee collapsed much faster than expected, especially when Li Chengfeng and the others were going from north to south, which happened to be The floods spread in the same direction.

From Yuezhou City to Yuanjin City, it was only a distance of more than two hundred miles. When Li Chengfeng and others rushed from Yuezhou City to Yuanjin City, the train could no longer go forward. The reason was simple, because the flood raged from Anhe. It flooded nearby and rushed into the Liaohe River, causing the water level of the Liaohe River to skyrocket, and then triggering a chain effect. The Liaohe **** collapsed. Eight hundred miles will be eroded day and night!

In addition, the leaking of the house happened to rain overnight, and the method of fighting caused the earth to collapse, and the heat in the stratum burst into the sky from the cracks in the ground, resulting in heavy rain!

Rumble! !

A blast of thunder rolled past, and Li Chengfeng in the station was shocked, and his eyebrows were tightly frowned.

The downpour outside not only made the entire Yuanjin City unable to lift its head, but also caused Li Chengfeng's heart to be depressed and heavy. As soon as he entered the city, he had already seen many refugees pouring into Yuanjin City from all directions, everywhere. The whole city cried and screamed the refugees who dragged their families.

The prefect Zhang Junming placed them all in the south of the city, just not far from the straight road post where Li Chengfeng and the others were located. The uproarious and boiling crying, crying, and cursing sounded like a tide, caught in the whistling. The sound of rain is endless.

This voice was in Li Chengfeng's ears, like a magic sound urging his life, Li Chengfeng was fidgeting and suffering.

If Li Chengfeng grew up a man who grew up with a golden key, he would not care about the life and death of the people in the city. After all, how did the high-ranking dudes ever experience the suffering of the people ?

Their kindness is often a whim of mercy, not empathy at all.

But although Li Chengfeng is also a child of a big family, he has been on the streets of the market since he was a child. Among these refugees, there are countless people of the type he is familiar with.

Some of them are farmers who work hard and are greedy for the dark in the morning, some are small businessmen who are prudent and prudent, some are gray-haired parents, and some are mothers who hold children and breastfeed.

Li Chengfeng is all too familiar with these people, and he knows all too well.

They may all have their own problems. Some are petty citizens who are sluggish, some are sneaky and dirty hands and feet, some are stingy, and some are mean and acrid.

But it is precisely because of these people that they work hard, wake up and greedy the dark, and support the entire Daqi government, the army, and their top practitioners.

After leaving Senior Brother He Zhu's home, He Zhu's mother plunged Li Chengfeng into deep thought.

Such a bitter, fierce and vulgar old lady has the same quality as gold: she dedicated all her best things to her children, she wants nothing, and only hopes that her children will be able to succeed. She will be proud of her motherhood in the future.

She and He Zhu are just the epitome of the whole Daqi and the world of spiritual practice. They sacrificed themselves and supported them as practitioners, and these practitioners...what did they do?

This question just came out of Li Chengfeng's mind, lingering in Li Chengfeng's mind like a devil.

After Qian Shanxue was defeated by Li Chengfeng and others, his deep hatred was finally vented. The life and death of the hidden sword pavilion, the sharp sword hanging over Li Chengfeng's head, was finally removed. Although he was facing new crises and pressures, Li Cheng Feng knew that the pressure and crisis Ma Qianli gave him this time was far from the threat posed by Qianshanxue before.

Because of this, he can finally take a breath and think about some problems.

If the previous practice was to protect the life and death of the Li family, then Li Chengfeng has basically done it now. As long as he does not do it himself, the Li family can sit back and relax in a short time.

So in the future, if the Li family is re-famous in the future, what is the significance of his next practice?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xiaobao, who was reading a book of practice, keenly discovered Li Chengfeng's abnormality, and he asked in a low voice.

Li Chengfeng was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Zhao Xiaobao and said in a low voice: "Xiaobao, what do you mean...what is the meaning of practice?"

Zhao Xiaobao was taken aback for a moment, and Han Tianxing, who was cautiously maintaining the Heavenly Dragon Sword on the other side, suddenly said, "It's for the sake of getting ahead, for Guangzong Yaozu!"

Li Chengfeng replied: "You can get ahead. There are many opportunities for the glory of the ancestors. You can do it any day when you are elected or become an official. Even if you have the means to be a rich man, you can do the same. If you do it, why do you have to practice?"

Han Tianxing said without hesitation: "Because the monk is high above!"

Li Chengfeng immediately asked again: "Is the monk really aloof?"

Han Tianxing said in amazement, "First-class monk, second-class scribe, third-class warrior, isn't this monk a first-class nobleman?"

Although he used to be a literati and had no fame, Han Tianxing always regarded himself as a scribe. It was not until he became a monk in Lingshan that he changed his opinion, regarded himself as a monk, and was even more proud of himself. Identity.

Li Chengfeng asked in a reply: "Then why were you bullied so badly when you were in Zangqing Pavilion? Is there a nobleman in the world who was bullied and couldn't survive?"

Han Tianxing suddenly became dumb, speechless, and said after a long while: "That's because I'm not strong enough. If I cultivate to the realm of the head one day, naturally no one can bully me."

Li Chengfeng asked again, "Why hasn't the head been ascended yet? If after ascending, will there be a better fairy than him? Will they bully him?"

The question made Han Tianxing suddenly awe-inspiring, and he vaguely understood what Li Chengfeng meant.

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said, "In my opinion, practitioners can transcend reincarnation and jump to death. This is a terrifying scam!"

Han Tianxing and Zhao Xiaobao were both dumbfounded: "How is this possible?" "What do you mean?"

Li Chengfeng sneered and asked, "Who is the most afraid of death in this world?"

Han Tianxing thought for a while and said, "People! People are like sheep and cowardly like mice. They are most afraid of death!"

Li Chengfeng shook his head, and said, "Are the suffering people struggling in the dust? No, they are not afraid of death! They are afraid of death because they still have hope, but once they lose hope, they will I will let you know, what does it mean that the people are not afraid of death, how can they be afraid of death? Everyone is angry, and blood is splashed for five steps! People who are close at hand will fight for the enemy!"

Zhao Xiaobao tentatively asked, "Are they the officials with good clothes?"

Li Chengfeng said: "Yes, they are afraid of death, they are reluctant to bear their glory and wealth, but are they the people most afraid of death? Not necessarily! Because they know they will die one day! People, inherently die, Either lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! Isn’t Master Chu Yunchu a precedent?"

Han Tianxing thought for a while and said, "Are these monks like us?"

Li Chengfeng sighed, "Yes, we are all very afraid of death, because theoretically we can all be immortal one day and enjoy the glory and wealth. However, we will also throw our heads aside for our ideals and beliefs. Sprinkle your blood, and when you meet on a narrow road, you will raise your eyebrows and swords even if you know that you are lost!

With these words, both Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing had bright eyes and sharp eyes, as if they had returned to the most critical period of the Tibetan sword pavilion, "fighting with the sky, the earth, and the people"!

Han Tianxing said, "Brother, I don't understand."

Li Chengfeng said hesitantly, "These are the great practitioners who are truly aloof, beyond reincarnation, and beyond life and death!"

Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing looked at each other in shock: "They?"

Li Chengfeng said earnestly: "Yes, it is them! Is there a precedent for the great spiritual practitioners to sacrifice themselves? Is there any great spiritual practitioners under the world who do not spare their lives? No, not one! The taller practitioners, the more they are afraid of death!"

Han Tianxing said in a daze, "Brother, what do you want to say?"

Li Chengfeng looked out the window, his eyes were deep, and he hesitated, after all, he did not say what he had thought about in his heart, because he knew that these words were shocking to the world and shocking the world!

At this time, there was a roar of thunder from outside, illuminating the night instantly, and then a stern voice suddenly sounded: "The bank broke, the bank broke!!! The flood has entered the city!!!"