Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Unable to bear the chaos of war, he went to Zhao Kuangyin for consultation many times, but his will was too firm to be shaken, and he was helpless.

The demise of the Liao Dynasty was inevitable. Although Zhao Kuangyin treated the people well, hundreds of thousands of men died on the battlefield after more than ten years of war.

Hundreds of thousands of people died in the war, and tens of millions of families lost loved ones.

The hatred between the two sides has been deeply rooted in their hearts, and it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred until this generation dies.

This time, he witnessed with his own eyes how countless Khitans who had already come under the rule of the Song Dynasty rose up in rebellion out of hatred, but were ruthlessly suppressed and killed.

He watched all this happen, but was powerless to do anything. He could save ten or a hundred people, but he could not save tens or millions of people.

He was thinking that if he were a celestial being, he would be able to protect the Liao Kingdom and provide a shelter for these people.

Instead of just watching them resist with hatred and be ruthlessly killed as they are now.

Ah Zhu leaned on Xiao Feng's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Brother Xiao, the fall of the Liao Kingdom is not your responsibility. There is no eternal kingdom in the world. The Liao Kingdom was like this, and the Song Kingdom will be like this in the future. You don't have to feel guilty."

Xiao Feng nodded and sighed, "Yier said that the hope for the continuation of the Liao Kingdom lies in the west, overseas.

This time I told His Majesty about this matter, and they were ready to flee if they were defeated. His Majesty wanted me to escort them westward, and I agreed.

Ah Zhu looked at the place where he had lived for more than ten years and asked, "Are we moving?"

She didn't like leaving her homeland, nor did she like the nomadic lifestyle of migrating with the seasons.

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "No need. If the Liao Kingdom is defeated, I will escort His Majesty away and then return."

Now that he has a family, he is not used to wandering around.

Ah Zhu nodded, and the two of them snuggled together on the roof. Suddenly, the neighing of war horses came from the distance.

The two looked up, and Xiao Feng said with a smile, "My brother is here. Ah Zhu, go get some strong liquor from the cellar."

The method of purifying strong liquor was taught to him by Brother Jiang, but he has rarely drunk it in recent years, mainly because he has no drinking companions.

Ah Zhu was helpless and said, "Brother Xiao, you really treat him as your sworn brother, but others may not."

Xiao Feng replied cheerfully, "Azhu, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, I'm alone and don't have much to gain."

"Brother Xiao, you are pretending to be ignorant. The Jurchens have established a nation, but their foundation is shallow and they have no experts.

This place is the border between Jin and Liao, but because you are here, it has become a peaceful place, but other places are not."

After Ah Zhu finished speaking, he jumped into the yard and headed towards the cellar.

Xiao Feng, who had been so generous just now, seemed to be losing interest. Seven or eight years ago, he had saved Wanyan Aguda.

After some hospitality, he found that Wanyan Aguda was a generous and loyal person.

After several interactions, the two men took some soil as incense and became sworn brothers.

But this sworn brother had great ambitions. The Liao Kingdom was exhausted from dealing with the attacks of the Song Dynasty. The Jurchen tribes that had originally depended on the Liao Kingdom were no longer suppressed and began to rebel.

Over the years, his sworn brother relied on his strong physique and extraordinary military talent to unify the Jurchen tribes and establish the Jin Dynasty.

If the Jin Dynasty wanted to develop, how could it let go of the Liao Dynasty, which was on the decline?

According to national division, the two of them now belong to the enemy country, but he subconsciously ignored it.

Xiao Feng sighed softly, "Yier is right. It's not a good thing to be on friendly terms with the emperor of a country."

Since Wanyan Aguda established the Jin Dynasty, everything he did was centered around state affairs. His conversations with him were filled with attempts to win him over, and their friendship was no longer pure.

Purposeful relationships have already violated the original oath of brotherhood.

What's the point of not asking to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but asking to die on the same day of the same month of the same year? It seems a bit ridiculous now.

Xiao Feng looked at Wanyan Aguda, who was galloping towards him on horseback, followed by a group of his men, and his smile disappeared for a moment.

Turning his head to look at the Central Plains, he missed his brother Jiang and the jokes they had on Yunwu Mountain.

Although he and Jiang brothers did not become sworn brothers, their relationship was pure and neither side had any ulterior motives.

Knowing that Brother Jiang was still alive, he planned to take Ah Zhu and his son to meet him.

But he didn't know what was wrong with his son. He wasn't a shy person, but when it came to meeting Brother Jiang, he refused to go no matter what. He didn't know what he was afraid of.

Chapter 521 Ah Zhu's Worries

Although he had lost interest, Xiao Feng still gave him a warm welcome since they had sworn brotherhood by using a handful of soil as incense.

They drank for the entire afternoon until evening. Xiao Feng once again declined Wanyan Aguda's attempt to win him over and watched him ride away on horseback.

Soon, a dozen wolves returned, driving cattle, sheep, and horses.

Ah Zhu skillfully opened several fences nearby, and the cattle, sheep, and horses returned to their respective pens.

After the livestock entered the pen, the leading wolf howled, and the other dozen or so wolves responded and ran in the direction they came from.

Ah Zhu kept the livestock in check and was not surprised to see the wolves flying away, as his son had tamed the wolf king.

Driven by the wolf king, these ordinary wolf packs changed from hunters to herders.

Ah Zhu returned to the courtyard and complained, "Brother Xiao, it's fine that Yi'er hangs out with wolves during the day, but now he doesn't even come home for dinner. How can this be?"

Xiao Feng, with a slightly red face and a slightly drunk look, looked thoughtful. There was nothing abnormal about his son before he was six years old.

Apart from his sturdy physique and strong muscles, he is as mischievous as an ordinary child.

But from the age of six, although he was still naughty, he lost his childishness.

After that, he always pestered him with questions, and inquired about all the big and small things in the underworld, especially the matter of Brother Jiang, and asked in detail.

After finding out everything, he said he wanted to learn martial arts, and of course he taught him with all his heart.

After building the foundation, he originally planned to pass on his internal skills of [Heavenly Silkworm Transformation] to him, but he chose the high priest's [Blood Wolf Skill].

But he discovered that his son was not practicing the Blood Wolf Kung Fu, but another advanced Kung Fu.

He chose [Blood Wolf Skill] just to cover up, but his son underestimated him.

Although he had not practiced the [Blood Wolf Skill], he had comprehended it. With his spiritual awareness, he could see the abnormality of his son at a glance.

The skill developed through cultivation is neither internal force nor true qi, but its quality is no weaker than true qi.

However, after being asked several times, he just said that he had picked up the martial arts technique by accident.

Seeing that there was no problem with his cultivation, Xiao Feng simply stopped asking questions.

But he had secretly watched his son practice, and the technique he used was actually based on the power of moonlight.

The martial arts that can absorb the power of moonlight is definitely the most advanced magical skill in the world.

He couldn't understand how such a magical skill could be picked up by his own son.

Although I couldn't understand it, there was nothing unusual about my son except that he suddenly became much more mature and stable.

Since his son didn't want to talk about it, he didn't pursue the matter any further and chose to let it go.

Xiao Feng collected his thoughts and said, "Even though Yi'er is only ten years old, he has his own ideas and his own opportunities. We don't need to interfere."

Ah Zhu was silent for a moment before she said, “We gave him the single name ‘Yi’ because we hoped he would be free from worries and live in peace and happiness in the future.

But now it seems that Yi'er has an immense yearning for the Jianghu world, and sooner or later he will leave home to venture into the world."

"Everyone yearns for the martial arts world before entering it. Now that Yier has started practicing, this is inevitable. He can't stay with us forever." Xiao Feng comforted him.

"I'm afraid that he'll enter the underworld but won't be able to leave it, and..."

Ah Zhu was silent. Xiao Feng asked, "What's wrong? Why are you hesitating?"

"Some time ago, a traveling merchant passed by, and I went to trade with him. I heard that Murong Feng is now a leader among the younger generation in the martial arts world, and his reputation is even greater than that of Brother Xiao and Master Gongzi back then."

Xiao Feng smiled and replied, "If Yi'er is unable to leave the martial arts world, I still have him. As for Murong Feng... I heard about him when I went to Bianliang. He has been challenging people everywhere and has already aroused public anger.

If he wants to seek revenge on me, he must first pass the test of being a martial artist."

"Brother Xiao, I'm not worried about your strength. I'm worried about Yi'er."

Ah Zhu said worriedly, "I heard that he is cruel and ruthless. Anyone who came to attack him died under his sword."

She now truly regretted her previous plea. He had once been willing to sacrifice his life to protect the young Murong Feng in order to repay his kindness. But now, facing the safety of her son, even the greatest kindness was not as important as her son.

Xiao Feng frowned, and after a moment he said, "Azhu, you don't have to worry, Yi'er is with us, no one can hurt him.

If he wants to venture into the martial arts world in the future, I will warn him that as long as he doesn't say he is my son, he will not be implicated in my grudges."

Xiao Feng paused for a moment and said, "It's a pity that Yi'er didn't dare to come with me to see Brother Jiang. Otherwise, if Brother Jiang had given her some pointers, she would have benefited immensely.

In the future, if you have the Supreme Alliance to look after you as you venture out into the martial arts world, you will definitely be able to save yourself a lot of trouble."

Many of the words he heard from his son were ones he had heard from Brother Jiang before.

For example, Brother Jiang said that his fighting power increased dramatically after he turned on the speakers, and his son said that he would make a speaker for him if conditions allowed in the future.

He said to his son at the time, "Brother Jiang also said something similar. If he were still alive, you two would definitely get along well."

Later, Brother Jiang came back to life, but his son seemed absent-minded for some reason and did not dare to go with him to meet him.

Ah Zhu laughed when she heard this and said, "You must have scared your son by telling him about Jiang Weichen's past deeds."

Xiao Feng disagreed, "No matter how intimidating Brother Jiang is, he will definitely not harm my son.

There must be some reason we don't know why Yi'er doesn't dare to see him."

Ah Zhu said no more. He was not familiar with Jiang Weichen, but he thought that he should have met Ah Bi by now.

Murong Feng is so powerful now, could it be because of Jiang Weichen's guidance?

Ah Zhu was a little worried. Ever since he heard the news about Murong Feng, he often thought of the ferocious and hateful look on Murong Feng's face when he was three or four years old.

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The setting sun slowly sets, the afterglow of the sunset dissipates, and the soft moonlight falls on the earth, bringing a different kind of light to the world.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Weichen walked lightly on the grass. His footsteps were neither deep nor shallow. With each step, the grass had no time to bend, but he had already raised his foot and left.

Flying is an experience, but after getting used to flying, measuring the earth with your feet again is a different experience.

Although Xiao Feng lives in seclusion, he is not isolated from the world and is difficult for ordinary people to find.

However, through the Supreme Alliance spread all over the place, it was still easy to find out where he was hiding.

As the distance got closer, Jiang Weichen felt something slightly unusual.

There were bursts of insect chirping behind me, but it was quite quiet in front of me, and the chirping of insects seemed to be getting less and less.