Village Building Order Frenzy

Spring goes and autumn comes, and it will be another ten years in a blink of an eye.

In the core forbidden area of ​​Tianjianzong, a heavy snow was falling one after another, but there was an unexpected guest in the small courtyard where Zhang Yang lived in seclusion.

An old man with white beard and hair, facial features, body, and limbs is extremely strange, just like this, braved the wind and snow to break in.

The reason why it is weird is that he only has one eye, one ear, one hand, one leg, and half of his nose has been cut off, making him look extremely hideous.

And behind him is a stone chessboard with a side length of five meters.

"Cousin! I'm here to congratulate you. I hope it's not too late. I wish you and your sister-in-law a happy wedding! Have an early birth——Takako!"

The old man shouted, his voice hoarse, as if iron claws were rubbing against a stone.

An eight or nine-year-old child ran out of the small courtyard, staring at this strange man with a pair of curious eyes.

"Huh? The kids are already this old? Come on, cousin, you're ruthless!"

It was Mu Shaoan who came, but just after he finished speaking, he heard the cry of a child from the room, and he froze again, especially when he saw Zhang Yang holding a three-four with a smile on his face. The appearance of a 10-year-old little baby walking out with one hand supporting a woman who was pregnant with Liujia, Mu Shaoan seemed to have seen a ghost, turned around and ran away with a howl.

Lost, lost, this time I was completely defeated by this shameless cheating cousin, can you stop being so despicable, I don't have so many gifts for children!

Yes, it's absolutely not wrong, Mu Shaoan's heart is cold, his cousin is definitely desperate to have a child in order to defraud his entire family.

How could there be such an evil and heinous person in this world?

Hey, is it true that I admire someone who is too kind, too pure, too cute, too handsome and too righteous?

Moments later—

On a beautiful hill, Zhang Yang and Mu Shaoan were sitting in a small pavilion, with a table in the middle, and a shivering boy beside them.

"Cousin, what kind of magic art are you newly practicing? Isn't it too much self-mutilation?"

Zhang Yang opened his mouth and was very curious. The appearance of this little cousin in his memory is not bad, although he is still 180,000 away from this peerless handsome man—well, the unit is light years.

"Hehe, this is the price of mastering the ancient chessboard of destiny perfectly. In fact, it's not bad. I think it's still very stylish." Mu Shaoan said with a smile, "In short, you understand me as the kind of person who sees through the secrets and will be punished." Just be the head of the anti-bad magic stick faction."

"God stick faction? I think it would be better for you to be called the 'star' faction, so you are plotting the circle—the ancient law of fate?" Zhang Yang said clearly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Shaoan screamed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and lost a finger immediately.

"Hey my cousin, did you do it on purpose?"

Zhang Yang laughed out loud, and then his expression became serious, staring at the huge stone chessboard behind Mu Shaoan, and sighed: "Brother, you are going to a dead end, what's the matter? Isn't it good to live happily? "

"A dead end? Hehe, I've always been on a dead end, I've been used to it for a long time. But your cousin, who gave birth to a son and a daughter, what do you want to do? You feel that your life is too boring, so change your pattern?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Mu Shaoan,

"There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest is to have no offspring!"

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Mu Shaoan seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed wantonly, and the boy next to him looked at him worriedly—the feet were only 0.3 centimeters away from the table in front of him.

After a long time, Mu Shaoan stopped laughing, but there were big tears in the remaining eye.

"Well, you beat your cousin, and it's too much of you to take advantage of me!"

Slap on the table with a slap!

"I don't care, as many children as you want, I will give you a gift, whether you want it or not!"

A small wooden thorn was thrown in front of Zhang Yang, only the size of an embroidery needle, but it seemed to crush the hard table, and the boy next to him was trembling to the point of collapsing.

"Are you leaving?"

Zhang Yang frowned, Mu Shaoan's tone of entrusting the funeral.

"Fuck me, I just don't want to part with it, you cheater, you cheated my dearest." Mu Shaoan sighed.

Zhang Yang picked up the wooden splinter with a look of disgust, put it away in a flash, and said: "It's just an artifact that has gone out of control. To be honest, I really don't care about it."

"I don't care if you give it back to me!"

"What do you give me back? You are shameless, you have to talk about evidence, touch porcelain!"

"cut!"

Mu Shaoan held up a finger, took another breath and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to your Heavenly Sword Sect Mountain Gate to comprehend it. The way of swords that your idiot disciples comprehend is good, but it's too perfect Now, do you know what is behind me? After I comprehended it, I came up with a lot of unprecedented insights, which just shines a light on your kendo law. Do you know that the disabled swordsman is the most terrifying swordsman, so the disabled swordsman Law is the sharpest law."

"Who said that, I'm going to beat him to death a hundred times!" Zhang Yang remained expressionless.

"Hey, so you don't understand. I'm making a metaphor. Do you understand the metaphor? Sigh, your level is too low, cousin, go hang out with Wenxi for a while." Superiority is like a frying pan boiling.

"I'm leaving. When I go out again, your swordsmanship rules will definitely break through the 4.0 era."

Mu Shaoan left like a twisted broken sword.

Zhang Yang blinked, blinked again, then shook his head.

He doesn't understand what Mu Shaoan said about the disabled swordsman. After all, he has always been known as the most useless sword master in history. Not to mention the first and second generation disciples, even the third and fourth generation disciples can't compare with him.

But does it matter?

It doesn't matter, the whole world is mine, so what you have is also mine, but I don't bother to take it.

Moreover, who said that his level is too low.

He actually understands.

There are shortages in the world, not really lacking anything, but a state of complementarity and deficiency.

It's like a bow that is always drawn at its maximum state. It is not only tiring but also not durable. Sooner or later the bow will break.

The principles of swordsmanship should be the same. Now Qu Shang, Taoyao, and Li Guohuai's swordsmanship is as perfect as possible. In fact, it lacks the space to complement each other and move around on a larger level.

So I have to say, my little cousin is really a born fighter, his eyesight is so sharp that it is outrageous and despicable.

Um, wait, do you want to remind Li Guohuai?

Zhang Yang remembered that Li Guohuai's Tianshu Palace had always been thinking about optimizing and improving the world barrier. In fact, this disability theory can also be applied to the world barrier, but how to use it depends on how smart Li Guohuai is.