The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 440

  Chapter 440 Shen Huangzong

   Li Si'an stared at the sky dumbfounded, feeling his face was swollen.

   Is there really such a person... Does he have nothing to do?

  Zhao Changhe sometimes feels that the book of troubled times is specially used to slap people in the face, or it is a bit of a malicious intention to get stuck. After all, its notification time is not necessarily just after the end of the matter... It seems that while watching what happened over there, while listening to you talking about it, deliberately suppressing it, and waiting for you to finish speaking.

  It's like when I looked down upon my nephew, the book of the troubled times seemed to be deliberately stuck to show you at that time, and a big wave came to wash away the sand.

  Li Si'an just said that he doesn't know how Han Wubing is doing today, but the Book of Chaos told him that Han Wubing is still the same.

   It fits my stereotype of a blind man with a bad stomach.

   But this time Zhao Changhe has a lot of face. He just said that he believes in Han Wubing or Han Wubing, and the Book of Chaos gave proof.

   This is not only a proof that I trust Han Wubing, but also a proof that this world still has the bright color in my heart. There is always something to remind me of my original intention...Yue Hongling, Han Wubing.

  Who says you can't be young... Lao Han is not young~

  Zhao Changhe took down the jug, gestured to the sky, and said loudly: "Thank you, brother!"

   Then he took a swig and rode forward: "Let's go, how long will it take to get to Emei? Can you stay overnight?"

   Li Si'an followed up dully: "The convoy can't go fast, it will take a few days, or you can go first by yourself, and you may arrive tomorrow, and wait for me in Emei later."

  Zhao Changhe rode away: "Then see you in front!"

  Li Si'an couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he saw Zhao Changhe suddenly full of energy and blood.

   Also, if a friend has been looking for an assassin for him for half a year, and when the other party is about to find him, he gets stuck in the middle of the way and does it, he will also be confused, and the blood in his whole body will be boiling.

  In Zhao Changhe's impression, Emei can always get involved with girls.

   After all, it has the same pronunciation as Crescent Eyebrow and Crescent Eyebrow. When famous martial arts masters write about the Emei School, they are often a girl school, such as Guo Xiang and Zhou Zhiruo's Emei School.

  However, Emei is a sacred place of Buddhism, so the novel can only be a group of masters.

  And Emei in this world has nothing to do with Buddhism, but a gathering of forging men like Shenhuangzong, and the name of Emei seems to be a bit scorching.

  In the early days, Zhao Changhe was not familiar with this world, didn't know where the Shenhuangzong was, and thought that Situ Xiao was a man of Yanzhao tragedy... Otherwise, when he saw Situ Xiao, he would have to ask him how long it would take to turn his eyebrows, and he didn't know if he would be beaten.

   It was noon the next day when we arrived at Shenhuangzong, but the heat of Lixia was not visible here, and it was still as cool as spring.

  Zhao Changhe temporarily removed the disguise of Wang Daozhong, restored his original appearance, and climbed up the steps along the mountain road. Along the way, you can often see men going up and down the mountain. Seeing Zhao Changhe coming up, they all stare like tigers, as if seeing a tall man like Zhao Changhe, subconsciously comparing the muscles of the two sides to see who is stronger.

  Because Zhao Changhe was still wearing the Confucian shirt that pretended to be Wang Daozhong, and his face didn't look fleshy. After looking at it for a long time, the men felt that their arms were still thicker, so they nodded in satisfaction, raised their heads and walked away.

  No one asked Zhao Changhe why he came here, highlighting his casualness. Anyway, if you want to join the sect, you will have your own mountain disciples to ask questions. If you just want to enjoy the scenery outside the mountain, there is nothing to ask.

  Because no one in the world dares to come to the Shenhuangzong to find trouble... There is no such young man, no matter what, it must be Xia Longyuan in person, or the northern barbarians beat him down...

  Number one in the world and fifth in the heaven list, Li Shentong, this name is no joke.

  When you reach the mountainside, there is a mountain gate with a simple and simple character on it: "Shenhuang."

  This is also a sect that traces ancient supernatural powers, and it is probably the only sect in this world that is famous for body forging... The way of body forging, its majesty, carrying swords on the body, and walking on the arms, is more in line with the muscular aesthetics of men than the internal strength of playing secret poking.

  The disciples guarding the gate looked at Zhao Changhe who was strolling, and looked at each other, and they all stepped forward to salute: "Could it be that your Excellency is the blood Shura Zhao Changhe?"

  Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "Yes, brother Situ is there? An old friend is visiting, please pass it on."

   "Uh, senior brother is not in the sect recently, he went on a trip, and said that the stupid **** who was better than him in the past is now ranked higher than him, I can't bear it."

  “…you don't have to repeat it in such detail.”

  The doorkeeper disciple raised his chest and said, "Eldest senior brother also broke a secret treasure! We will see each other in the future, and we will know."

   "I don't care how much he can line up. What I'm saying is that I'm not a fool... Forget it." Zhao Changhe said helplessly: "Is Sect Master Li here? I was entrusted to bring him something."

  The doorkeeper disciple was stunned for a moment, his expression became serious, and someone immediately rushed to pass the pass.

   After a while, he ran back again: "The suzerain invites Zhao Shaoxia to meet you at the reception hall."

   When he spoke, his expression became more respectful. The guest who can be entertained by the suzerain in the reception hall seriously, is this the junior who is talking with the senior brother?

   What a ghost, most people say that he is a grandmaster, top 100 in the world, and it is impossible for the suzerain to be so cautious... Believe it or not, the suzerain may let him be shut down when he comes to the top of the list?

  Zhao Changhe smiled and followed his disciples to the sect.

  Everywhere along the way, there are shirtless men working out their strength, holding a stone lock and lifting it up and down. It always makes Zhao Changhe feel like he is in an ancient version of the gym... Unfortunately, there is no girl. It is exactly the same as the Blood God Sect, and no women can be seen from top to bottom.

   It's really weird, don't you men who exercise, don't you have nowhere to vent your energy, and you need to talk about love and harmony between yin and yang?

  Perhaps because he is very experienced and knows what the guests are surprised about, the disciple leading the way smiled and said: "We don't have any girls here, don't look at it, which girl would worship this kind of mountain gate and train herself to be a muscle."

   "It's not that there are no... There are still female men..."

   "The main reason is that we don't want to vent Yuanyang lightly, which will affect the body training. The suzerain simply doesn't accept female disciples for the sake of fashion."

   "Understood..." Zhao Changhe sighed: "Poor, I thought Situ Xiao was so slutty, that's all? Then how do you vent your energy?"

"Well…"

   "Also, is it okay to drink too much alcohol? I also like to drink a few sips, but Situ's alcoholism has reached the level of an alcoholic, isn't it good?"

   "In the beginning, it was actually used for exercising pains and analgesia, but later I became addicted... Anyway, with the strength of the senior brother, alcohol has not harmed him, so it doesn't matter. Our suzerain also loves alcohol."

   "Painful..." Zhao Changhe felt more and more that the essence of Shenhuangzong and Blood God Sect were similar...

  While speaking, he had already arrived in front of the reception hall, and when he looked up, he could see a middle-aged man with an old-fashioned appearance standing outside the hall with his hands behind his back, watching the fiery martial arts field in the distance.

  Shenhuang suzerain Li Shentong.

  In terms of appearance alone, Li Shentong is not very different from an ordinary old farmer. He is not handsome and can even be regarded as somewhat ugly. He has a bronze complexion, plain clothes, and callused hands and feet. It's just that there are no wrinkles and sorrows of old farmers on his face, the sky is full, and his eyes are full of power, which makes people forget his simple appearance and clothes, only the majesty and majesty are piercing.

  Like lightning, his eyes fell on Zhao Changhe, Zhao Changhe couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, just like being stared at by a fierce tiger when he failed to practice.

   Yuxu seems to have said that "Li Shentong is more irritable"...Why is this irritable to a junior like me?

   But Zhao Changhe didn't avoid the startling gaze, and looked at each other calmly.

  Under such invisible pressure, the disciple leading the way couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, bowed and hurriedly retreated.

  As the disciple retreated, Li Shentong's pressure suddenly stopped, and he showed a smile that he didn't know if it was a smile: "Not bad, he's a man."

  Zhao Changhe said: "Senior, what is the meaning of this majesty?"

  Li Shentong said indifferently: "Just to see what kind of opponents can make Situ dissatisfied and energetic... When he was Qianlong, Chili, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyong before him, Situ all sniffed at them, saying that they were either thin monkeys or women, and sooner or later it would be broken. Now when it comes to you, you will be a fool for a while, and walk around solemnly saying that you might not be able to do it... This old man has never seen Situ like this."

  Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This guy, I said he was a friend, and he treated me as an opponent for a long time."

   "For you, those who are qualified to be friends are originally opponents. You have made good friends with Yue Hongling and Cui Yuanyong. Did you have the will to surpass them back then?"

  Zhao Changhe said calmly: "Yes. Including when he fought against Situ...Langya back then, he fought me against his skill. I was thinking, sooner or later, I will win you if you don't use your skill."

   "That's it. It is because of this spirit and competition with each other that martial arts prosper." Li Shentong didn't care about it, and turned to enter the hall: "Come in and sit... You said you brought me something?"

  Zhao Changhe followed in and took out a gourd of wine: "This was in Kunlun four months ago. Senior Yuxu asked me to bring it to Sect Master Li."

   Li Shentong took the wine gourd, sat aside and looked at it for a while, then smiled and said, "Does he have anything to say?"

  Zhao Changhe said honestly: "He asked the suzerain to drink it, but he refused to accept it."

   As soon as the words came out, he suddenly woke up.

   These two are also friends who secretly compete.

  (end of this chapter)

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