The Era of Immortal Cultivation

My name is Huang Shang, and I am very panicked now.

I was super fierce when I was young.

In the fifth year of Yuanfeng, I won the first prize.

Number one scholar, do you understand? He is the number one in the exam that is only taken once every three years across the country!

I can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, compose poetry, control floods and build roads, protect the environment and the people... I am the one who can do a hundred things!

I was full of expectations, thinking that I would be the governor of the state in three years, the minister in five years, and the cabinet in ten years. Then I would spend twenty years to display my grand plans, work hard to govern, nourish the people and strengthen the army, reverse the weak situation of the Song Dynasty, and destroy Xia and Liao Dynasties.

Strong China.

Isn’t this idea very bold and inspiring?

But in the Hanlin Academy, in various departments, whenever I reveal such ambitions, whenever I display the "awe-inspiring energy" that I have cultivated so hard to show my sincerity, I always get strange looks.

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The eyes of those colleagues, superiors and even the emperor showed three parts of surprise, three parts of doubt, three parts of disgust, and finally, there was a part of admiration for seeing rare animals.

These days, there are still people practicing Seven Holy Qi and cultivating virtue?

Is it possible to practice 'greed' until you die and be greedy for thirty to fifty thousand guans?

No matter how bad it is, if you think you have some conscience, you can practice "gluttony" or "laziness" like Su Shi. What kind of fool is this?

I didn't understand it at that time.

"There are good people among officials", this strange person who goes against their world view and values, is so dazzling and embarrassing to colleagues in the court and to His Majesty, who is above them.

Not to mention joining the cabinet, I have worked hard for the country and the people for more than thirty years. In the end, I only became a magistrate. I violated my conscience and sold my wife's dowry to get it.

It’s so shabby to kneel down and beg for food, and you have to pay to kneel down.

But Huang Shang still hasn’t figured it out after thinking about it for most of his life:

Why does something that is wrong become right when more people do it? Everyone in the world takes it for granted, so can right and wrong be reversed?

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.

Lying on the ground, Huang Shang recalled the first half of his life when he was full of ambition, the ups and downs, and the ups and downs in the second half of his life, but he still couldn't understand and think clearly.

The silver-white giant who saved Bianjing dragged the monster away. Although the roar of the battle between the giant and the monster could still be heard dozens of miles away, the two sides that had originally ceased fighting due to the disaster soon started fighting in chaos.

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When the disaster of annihilation comes, we are all human beings and believers of giants. But when the disaster has just gone, hatred, interests... the flowers of killing bloom again.

Huang Shang was half lying on the ground, pressing her chest, gasping for air, her voice a little out of breath:

"Teacher Lin, can you please give me a good time? I'm afraid of pain. It's best to cut the head directly. I heard that people can't feel the pain like this."

Lin Chong, who was still shocked by Qiao Feng's power just now, was stunned when he heard this. He silently wiped the tip of his gun with his lapel and wiped away the blood on it.

The blood has dried, but the red tassel on the gun is still brighter than blood.

Holding the gun, Lin Chong walked up to Huang Shang in a few steps and looked down at his face, his blue eyes cold, as if he were looking at a ball of dead flesh.

Huang Shang's cheek twitched, he sighed, and showed a faint smile, and said softly with relief:

"Let's do it!"

Hold the gun, shake the gun, and then stab the man briefly.

A cold sound broke through the air. Huang Shang only felt a chill on his neck, but did not feel any pain. Does it really not hurt to cut his neck?

The sound of Lin Chong's footsteps gradually faded away in my ears. After walking about twenty steps, he suddenly stopped.

Huang Shang finally couldn't help but opened her eyes, just in time to see Lin Chong, who was wearing a bamboo hat, suddenly looking back. The coat he was wearing was rustling in the strong wind caused by the little monsters dozens of miles away.

Lin Chong's voice was low and hoarse, "My gun is broken. If the gun is broken...it won't be able to kill people."

Huang Shang twisted his neck and turned sideways to see a piece of the gun tip stuck in his head. There was no trace of soil, and it was neatly broken three inches back from the gun tip. The originally bright red tassel was scattered in a mess.

"You are a good person." Lin Chong handed out a good person card, then left with a gun, leaving the last sentence:

"Having your head cut off is also very painful. Anyone who tells you it doesn't hurt is lying to you."

"A good person?"

The bright gun surface reflected Huang Shang's old face with white beard and hair, but the expression on his face seemed to be crying and laughing, which was extremely weird.

I have been suppressed and ostracized by the court for half my life because I was a good person. At the critical moment of my life, I was a fugitive. The rebels told me that I was a good person and spared my life?

Looking at the gun, Huang Shang murmured to himself...

Suddenly, a dazzling light shone in the sky, stinging his eyes. The earth, mountain peaks, sky... everything in the world began to sway in the light as if drinking fake wine.

In this dazzling light, a scarlet flesh sucker fell from the sky, most of its activity was wiped out, and it landed just a few meters next to Huang Shang.

Seeing that only half of the yellowed suction cup was still alive, Huang Shang thought for a moment, carefully wrapped it with his own awe-inspiring energy, and then put it into his pocket.

......

In the Gundam, Master Li's originally beautiful and charming face was distorted, and he roared regardless of his image.

"All faulty fusion reactors are forced to operate, and the output power is increased to the maximum!"

In fact, she didn't need to roar, but in this life-or-death situation, only a venting roar could dispel some of the fear in her heart.

The light cannon fired by the Gundam expanded in a small circle, sending the collision core of the two destructive-level light waves from left to right towards the top of Qiao Feng.

Trash natives, do you know what it means to win on the left side of the wave since ancient times?

Master Li shouted excitedly: "The game is over!", and then further squeezed every ounce of power from the Gundam's body.

The infinite energy of the fusion engine gradually gave Li Shishi the upper hand, and the huge ball of light that condensed the destructive power of the two got closer and closer to Qiao Feng.

This cannot continue.

Qiao Feng was anxious, but the upper limit of his output was so high. As a living body, it is difficult to maintain the maximum output for a long time like a machine. It is indeed normal to deal with waves.

What would you do without me, Fengzi?

Life is not easy, Ah Hao sighed.

Li Hao, who was far away in Luoyang underground, put his hands together, pushed forward slightly, and made the same posture as Qiao Feng.

A burst of white light shone, and Qiao Feng, who had tried his best, vaguely saw a pair of huge light hands slowly leaning on his arms, overlapping his own hands like a father holding his son's little hand.

‘Brother Ren?’

Although it was difficult to see a human body in his field of vision, Qiao Feng's telepathy could see a 'Giant of Light' like himself standing beside and behind him.

The giant with gold patterns on a white background nodded to Qiao Feng, "Let her see the power of our father...brother's creation!"

Father and son wave!

Li Hao added these three words in his mind, and then instilled his Ultra Photonic Magic Power into Qiao Feng without any reservation.

Although his transformed hand looked very big, it was actually quite weak. Even if he channeled all his mana at the third level, it could only increase Qiao Feng's output by less than 20% for a short period of time.

However, this is enough.

"How-how-is-possible-!!!"

In Li Shishi's disbelieving and frightened eyes, the endless light swallowed her up and annihilated her. After leaving a huge channel for several miles on the earth, it verified the fact that the world is a sphere, penetrating straight through the atmosphere and ozone layer...

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Making a gesture of looking into the distance, Qiao Feng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at where the other giant was before, but he could no longer be seen.

"Thank you, Brother Ren!"

Qiao Feng soared into the sky and flew towards Bianjing City, flying around the city several times.

As a result, the enemies who were originally fighting to the death shook hands and made peace. The defeated soldiers who were ruthlessly robbing property each knelt down and prayed for mercy. The originally uneasy people happily praised Qiao Feng's greatness.

Everything is so harmonious, as if the melee, robbery, and theft in the past half hour had never happened. Everyone is a good person who abides by the law and loves life.

......

"Quick, quick, prepare wine! Let's grill some pork belly and beef shank, the gang leader is back!"

Everything in Bianjing can hardly be called a secret in this era of hand chickens. Although everyone in the Beggar Clan has not seen it with their own eyes, how can they not know who the huge giant of light is?

Now that the gang leader is back, the enemy must be finished.

Ren Feizheng, Lv Zhang, and other senior officials of the Beggar Clan pulled Qiao Feng and walked directly to the meeting hall. Many disciples brought out all kinds of delicacies and expensive drinks.

In the past, Qiao Feng would definitely have a good time drinking with everyone in the Beggar Clan, but today he was not in a high mood and just drank alone.

Lu Zhang had originally prepared a 'surprise' for him, but he was a little hesitant when he saw this. He quickly grabbed Li Hao during the dinner and asked nervously:

"Elder Ren, do you still want to talk about that matter?"

Although Li Hao is not the roundworm in Qiao Feng's belly, he has already figured out Qiao Feng's nature and knows that Qiao Feng must be worried about the people because of the chaos in Bianjing City.

He made a gesture to Lu Zhang, indicating that he was ready to be scolded, and then silently sent a message to Lu Zhishen, who had been immersed in drinking.

Not long after he joined the Beggar Clan, Lu Zhishen set out to break through his true form. It took him half a year. After the breakthrough, he had to consolidate his cultivation. Therefore, he was not very familiar with the senior officials of the Beggar Clan, and it would not be out of the ordinary for him to offend some people.

Li Hao had already had a relationship with Lu Zhishen before and had drawn him into the 'Qiao Support Faction'. Lu Zhishen was not afraid of offending others, so he nodded secretly while listening.

When he was ready, Li Hao nodded lightly, and Lu Zhang raised his glass and suggested:

"Everyone, let me offer you a drink. In the past two years, our beggar gang has been growing continuously and cannot do without..."

"Bang!"

Blushing and slightly drunk, Lu Zhishen smashed a wine jar, stepped on the table, pointed at Lu Zhang and cursed:

"Hey! Shameless old thief, how dare you make such snarling remarks? I beg you to be beaten!"

"Tiha, don't make a mistake while drunk." Wu Song and others who didn't understand why hurriedly went to Lu Zhishen.

The scolding was not enough, so Lu Zhishen picked up a few fruits on the table and threw them at Lu Zhang.

Lu Zhang tilted his head in embarrassment to avoid the fruit.

It's a pity that his acting skills are still not up to par. How could he dodge in a hurry and not spill a drop of wine in the glass?

"Master Lu, did Lu say something wrong? Master, don't blame me, don't blame me!"

Lu Zhishen gritted his teeth and became so angry that his whole head turned into a panda. He was obviously extremely angry.

"Okay! Not long after I joined the gang, I wanted to ask Elder Lu, what is the training of the Beggar Clan?"

Lu Zhang straightened his clothes, slowly left the table, and said respectfully:

"This gang has many rules and regulations. If we talk about the gang's training, it should be 'chivalry comes first, protect the country and the people'!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Lu Zhishen said the words "good" louder and louder each time, and asked with an angry smile:

"Then let me ask you, there are so many beggars in the world, are the people living a better life, or is the country prospering?

After this crisis in Bianjing, there were tens of thousands more beggars, making it difficult for the beggar gang to grow!"

Among the beggars, there are many different religions and nine schools, and their moral standards vary.

But Qiao Feng has been in charge of the Beggar Gang for thirty years, and under his influence, the current group of senior members of the Beggar Gang can be said to have the highest sense of morality and chivalry in history. Many of them turned pale and even sweated profusely.

Next.

This question points directly to the foundation of the Beggar Gang, but they have no way to refute it.

The growth of the beggar gang, the peace of the country and the people, and the spirit of chivalry are an impossible triangle. At most, you can only get two of them at the same time.

In other words, the biggest objective condition for the Beggar Gang to reach its peak in the Song Dynasty and become the largest gang in the world is that the Song Dynasty was weak and was repeatedly violated during the Song Dynasty.

Lu Zhang retorted speechlessly, looking at the only light of the Beggar Clan with hope. Many senior members of the Beggar Clan also turned their attention to Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng's already bad mood got even worse, with a dark face and said nothing.

He was actually vaguely aware of this contradiction, but he really couldn't think of any way to get the best of all three.

The atmosphere gradually became gloomy, and the birds became silent.

While everyone's attention was on Lu Zhishen and others, Li Hao walked out of the hall silently, took a gorgeous box from a disciple, and then returned to the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard Lu Zhang's hoarse voice:

"If the people have no worries, the world is peaceful, and there are no beggars in the world, what kind of knights and beggars are needed? Of course, the most important thing is the peace of the country and the people!"

"It's the best! It's the best!"

Everyone in the Beggar Clan echoed one after another, and some of the quick-thinking ones had already picked up on the taste - these two people were probably playing a double act?

Lu Zhishen pulled away the few people who were afraid of his impulsiveness, walked to the center of the hall, straightened his clothes, looked at Qiao Feng, the chairman, and said loudly:

"Nowadays, there are people who have the power to calm the world and have the heart to protect the country and love the people. Why don't they try to calm the world and rebuild a prosperous age? Do we really want to see the people displaced and corpses scattered in the fields? Can such behavior be called chivalrous?"

Qiao Feng: What you are talking about...must not be me, right? Why did you see it coming to me while watching the show?

Lu Zhang took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Lu Zhishen. He burst into tears, bowed his head and said:

"I heard that a holy king will appear in three hundred years to clear the sea and rivers. Since the later Tang Dynasty, the world has been in turmoil for three hundred years. The people have been in dire straits and their lives have been devastated. Now that the leader of the gang has received the power of the gods, he will surely become the master of the world!

I ask the leader to consider the lives of countless people and submit to the throne of the emperor."

Several of the envoys arranged by Lu Zhang in advance immediately knelt down to persuade him to come in.

Now, no matter how stupid a person is, he realizes that the yellow robe is added to the body. Even a three-year-old child in the Song Dynasty knows this story.

The power of Conglong is right in front of you!

Everyone in the Beggar Clan kowtowed and started persuading in various ways.

"Brothers, you are trying to trap me into injustice! How could Qiao Feng be so virtuous..."

Qiao Feng couldn't sit still anymore. He avoided the people who were worshiping him, walked to the hall, and tried to pull them up one by one.

But he pulled one up, then pulled up the next one, and immediately knelt down after the previous one... He couldn't use force after repeating this, and it took a lot of effort to pull up any one.

Li Hao, who was holding the yellow dragon robe, crept up from behind Qiao Feng, then used all his strength to put the dragon robe on Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng has a keen sense, but how can he guard against Li Hao? What's more, what bad intentions does Li Hao have?

He just wants to give his good brother some clothes.

Qiao Feng looked at the dragon robe on his body, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Li Hao.

He really didn't want to believe that his most trusted brother, Ren, had betrayed him?

Li Hao: I'm sorry, I'm the boss across from you!

Li Hao grabbed Qiao Feng's hand and waved it mechanically, shouting "Long live!" while waving it.

"Long live!" "Long live!"

The shouts were like surging waves, spreading over half of the mountain, and then the entire helmsman shouted in unison until his throat was almost hoarse.

Thousands of people in the entire headquarters were very happy, except for a certain peak who was still confused.

This dragon robe...is a little too close-fitting?

Qiao Feng suddenly remembered that half a year ago, Lu Zhang asked someone to measure his figure for two days in the name of buying more clothes.

During those two days, Brother Ren was willing to let me take leave?

Now that I think about it, this is 11 out of 10 wrong!

Qiao Feng grabbed Li Hao and asked with a complicated expression, even some resentment:

"You...I won't be the last one to know that I want to wear a yellow robe, right?!"

"How is that possible?"

Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The shouting filled the air, and Li Hao came slightly closer to Qiao Feng's ear:

"You should be among at least the first ten thousand people, right? At most, the top twenty thousand!"

Qiao Feng:＼(〇_o)／