Starting From Bandits, My Younger Brother Is More Than A Million

There is a connected bamboo house on the hill behind Guozijian.

Since fifty years ago, Master Chen has lived here, except for occasionally going to the pavilion in the backyard of the Imperial College to drink and drink, he basically does not go down the mountain.

After Mr. Chen went up the mountain today, he went straight to the biggest room in the middle.

Pushing open the door, there are thousands of spiritual tablets in sight.

There is a line of words engraved on the first row on the top of these spirit cards.

"The spiritual seat of Longhaichuan."

Afterwards, dozens of spirit cards are all named Long, depending on whether the names are male or female.

Then the rest of the spirit cards are all surnames.

These are the spirit tablets of General Long's family and the soldiers who died in Cangya Mountain.

Of course, the Battle of Cangya Mountain ruined two million Longwu troops, so the Little Opinion Bamboo House naturally couldn't accommodate the spiritual seats of so many people.

These are only names that Mr. Chen himself knows.

As for those who didn't even know their names, they didn't even lose a single spiritual position in the end.

Because there was one item in the covenant signed with the Huns when Song Dynasty lost the battle that made the whole Song Dynasty very shameful.

That is, Da Song must not admit the identities of those who were buried in Cangya Mountain.

And Emperor Yongxing also ordered afterwards that no one should sacrifice to anyone who died on Cangya Mountain.

Offenders will punish the Nine Clans!

Now in the entire Song Dynasty, only Master Chen dared to set up a spiritual seat for them here.

Look down along Long Haichuan's spiritual position.

If Lu Qi were here, he would definitely see a familiar name.

Inscribed on the first tablet in the second row:

The spiritual seat of Li Qingshan.

That's right, it's old man Li.

I don't know how old man Li will feel if he sees the own spirit.

Master Chen walked into the bamboo house, lit three sticks of incense and put them in the incense burner in front of the spirit seats.

At this time, a voice came from behind the house: "Grandpa, you are back."

The voice fell, and then a young girl came out.

This young girl's face is definitely not inferior to Yu Shuning, but her face is pale, and she looks extremely weak, as if she is sick.

The whole person gives people a sense of sight of Lin Little Sister.

"Ling'er, how many times have I told you that it's windy outside, don't come out if you have nothing to do~". "Master Chen said helplessly.

"Grandpa, Ling'er knows it's wrong. They just want to burn incense for Grandpa and the others." The girl named Ling'er said aggrievedly.

Master Chen's eyes flashed endless pity.

Ling'er is a poor child who has been in the Imperial College since birth and has never left.

And even in the Imperial College, few people knew of her existence.

Not only that, but because of premature birth, her body is much weaker than that of ordinary women.

Even if Master Chen has the fourth rank Cultivation Base, he can't do anything about it.

Master Chen sighed and said: "Oh, forget it, you can go, but leave quickly after burning incense, this room is too cold, it is not good for your health."

Ling'er obediently stepped forward, lit three sticks of incense, and respectfully bowed three times to the spiritual tablet engraved with the name of the Long family on the top floor.

After getting up, he coughed lightly a few times.

"Cough~cough~cough~"

Her body was too weak, she had only buckled her head three times, but it seemed as if she had used up all her strength.

Seeing such a scene, Master Chen said with some distress: "Oh, it's useless to be grandpa. If I hadn't broken up with Emperor Yongxing, with this old face, grandpa would also ask for a Qi Gathering pill for you." Yes, as long as you can become a warrior of character, you don’t have to suffer.”

Miss Ling'er is quite open-minded: "Grandpa, don't talk about this anymore, the heavens have mercy on Ling'er for surviving, besides, Emperor Yongxing has a blood feud with my Long family, even if Ling'er dies, he won't die." Eat the Medicine Pill he gave you."

That's right, this girl named Ling'er is the descendant of Long Haichuan, the granddaughter of Long Haichuan.

At that time, Emperor Yongxing wanted to hand over the Long family to the Xiongnu.

Master Chen led hundreds of officials to die and remonstrate, and finally Emperor Yongxing insisted on going his own way and killing.

At the most critical moment, Master Chen rescued a baby girl from the Dragon Mansion.

Then the baby girl was brought up, and the baby girl was the mother of Miss Ling'er.

It's a pity that her mother died of dystocia when giving birth to her, and now Miss Ling'er is the only Bloodline in the Long family.

Everyone thought that Master Chen was unwilling to leave the Imperial College because he was disheartened, but he didn't know that he did so to protect the only remaining Bloodline of the Long family.

The first thirty years were to protect Miss Linger's mother, and the next twenty years were to protect Miss Linger.

Master Chen didn't want to leave the Imperial College, but he didn't dare.

He was afraid that once he left the Imperial College, someone would come to assassinate Ling'er immediately.

This has happened countless times.

Emperor Yongxing will not feel at ease if the bloodline of the Long family continues.

After burning the incense for a while, Miss Ling'er recovered a little.

Then he smiled and said coquettishly to Master Chen: "Grandpa, did you encounter any interesting things when you went down the mountain today?"

At an innocent age, she can only be trapped in this deep mountain. Listening to Master Chen telling stories is already the greatest pleasure for a girl.

Master Chen said slowly: "'Today I really encountered an interesting thing. Grandpa discovered a genius, no, it should be said to be a monster, a monster that is even more powerful than your grandfather back then."

Hearing this, Miss Ling'er's eyes lit up immediately.

This is new.

"What? Even better than grandpa back then? Grandpa, didn't you say that grandpa is an unprecedented genius?" Ling'er asked quickly.

Master Chen said: "Before today, I really thought so. The 30-year-old second rank warrior is not inferior to those sages in ancient times. He is only inferior to the Martial Dao Cultivation Base grandpa met today. The little friend is not your grandfather's opponent, but the problem is that the combat power shown by this person is really against common sense, obviously only the fifth rank Realm, but grandpa almost lost to him."

Master Chen is putting money on his own face. If today's battle continues, he will definitely lose (promise good).

But even so, Ling'er's mouth was almost ready to stuff eggs.

Although she has never left the Imperial Academy, she has read basically all the books in the academy, and was taught by Master Chen himself. In terms of knowledge and vision, there are few people in the world who can compare to her.

She naturally understands the gap between fifth rank warriors and fourth rank warriors.

Martial Dao has nine ranks, and the world divides these nine ranks into upper third rank, middle third rank, and lower third rank.

But this is just the way of division in the rivers and lakes.

For those truly high-quality warriors, below the fourth rank is ordinary, and above the fourth rank is immortal.

Although it is a bit exaggerated to describe it as the distance between immortals and mortals, it is not too far away.

So it is absolutely unreasonable for a fifth rank martial artist to almost defeat a fourth rank martial artist.

Just as Ling'er was listening to Master Chen's story about Lu Qi with great interest, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Student Kong Le seeks to see Master.".