Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Phoenix Terrace.

The sea of ​​clouds today is a bit noisy.

Ups and downs.

In the past, the scenery was quiet with gentle breeze, but today it is full of wind and waves.

Feng Wuwu, who was taking a nap under the tree, was sleeping in a daze when he suddenly lost his balance.

She saw Huang Qixia standing up under the ancient tree.

At this time, another gust of wind came, stirring up her three thousand black hair. The wind was not only noisy, but even a bit violent and overbearing, and the corners of her clothes were rolled up and made a sound.

She is like an ancient tree on a cliff, still growing stubbornly despite hundreds of years of wind and rain.

The sea of ​​clouds fluctuates.

The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop.

Feng Wuwu was blown over and turned over, covering her dizzy head. She asked strangely: "Is there a typhoon coming?"

Even if it is a typhoon, it is impossible to reach Phoenix Terrace. This is an inland high-altitude area.

Huang Qixia closed her eyes. The turbulent waves calmed down a bit, but the sea of ​​clouds was still rising and falling.

She turned around and said, "Go back and rest."

"Don't you want to read it?"

"It's going to rain." Huang Qixia walked towards her residence.

No matter how slow Feng Wuwu was, he could see it. At this time, Huang Qixia was no longer in the mood to look at the sea of ​​clouds.

Even if she doesn't look at the clouds on weekdays, she will sit cross-legged and meditate here.

Recently, I have become more interested in using information terminals to browse external information. The only website I have collected is the Penglai Forum.

He rarely leaves the tree outside of meals and sleeping hours.

When the two cute little apprentices saw Feng Wuwu, they asked, "Sister, Sister Huang, she looks terrible."

Feng Wuwu picked up the two little ones and said, "She's not in a good mood, so let's not disturb her."

Huang Qixia returned to the room and sat quietly, biting her lower lip slightly: "Why, there is some uneasiness..."

She made a fist with her right hand and put it against her heart.

"Now, it's not time yet."

"If you don't break your destiny, you will never be canonized."

The feeling of heart palpitations lingered around her for a long time. After a long time, she turned on her mobile phone. At this time, there was already wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside the window.

In the dim light of her mobile phone, she found the chat software and opened the few friends bar. After clicking on it, she looked at the blank chat history.

She pursed her lips.

She had never thought in her life that she would take the initiative to chat with others to relieve her emotions. She thought for a long time before choosing the right words and typing the words.

Love to watch the sea of ​​clouds: Hello, are you there?

…

Fuso, Edo.

On the top floor of a rather luxurious wooden high-rise building, by the window, the old man was drinking alone.

Bai Potian was wearing a kimono that didn't fit well, and his burly figure couldn't be concealed under the clothes.

According to common sense, he should have returned to Rome on the ghost ship by now.

Because of the rewriting of the past, Bai Potian twenty years ago had the opportunity to visit Fusang, which he had always looked down upon.

When I came here, there was a battle thousands of miles away from the same town, and some things happened.

Before he left, he also settled a few families, and unknowingly laid a few nails here.

Although the property far away in Rome could not provide Fuso with any resources, his own force was an excellent deterrent.

There are very few fifth-level people in Fuso, and they are basically hiding in their respective territories. Unless the shadow world is in turmoil, they will not come out and lie in the divine palace to be served.

Bai Potian found that although Fusang had various small problems, it had one advantage.

That is, it is easy to take root here. Fuso's internal management is relatively chaotic. The territory is not large but there are serious interest disputes.

And Fuso can be used as a transfer station, where the ghost ship even has a port where it can officially dock.

He was a businessman, and since it was profitable and effortless, he supported several declining mafia families.

Fuso has only been around five times in the past twenty years. It is quite successful and has developed well on its own without having to worry about it.

Each time we pass by, we usually stay for only ten days and a half, which can be said to be an unintentional stopover.

But being in the underworld here is already at the bottom of society, and there is almost no room for advancement. It's already over.

He met with the heads of these families today and noticed obvious changes in their attitudes, but Bai Potian didn't care.

He has no intention of investing more energy here. It was just a whim to act as a protective umbrella back then. It has been twenty years now. If this group of people insist on fighting for a hereditary Chinese title, it is their own choice.

After living in this Kabuki building for a week, he was already a little tired of it. He really couldn't appreciate Fuso's geishas. They shaved off their eyebrows, painted them white powder, and blackened their teeth... It was so breathtaking that after seeing it once, he never wanted to drink anything again. Flower wine.

Strictly speaking, the old man did nothing except borrowing a name. Of course, he also didn't confiscate treasures and beauties. At most, he just drank and stayed without paying. If other gangsters or even the Wu family heard about it, they would probably be shocked. , what a spirit of selfless dedication.

Ultimately, he just doesn't care and doesn't like it.

Today I specially came to invite him to drink and gave him a lot of gifts. It seemed that he was from a family named Fujiwara and so on, coming from Kyoto. His fearful attitude was very unpleasant.

The old man was drinking alone, too lazy to say a word.

Not long after he left, he missed his grandson again. He had to wait another six months to see his handsome grandson in Rome when he grew up.

Fujiwara said carefully: "What we mean is to ask this distinguished saint to be a witness..."

Bai Potian didn't listen to a word he said.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The old man slammed the wine glass to the ground, and it shattered with a bang.

His voice was like thunder, and with a roar, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed color, and the sky was clear and the moon was bright, and thunder was heard on the ground.

The Fujiwara clan, who was so frightened that it was difficult to speak, even trembled with fear. He immediately kowtowed and possessed Dogeza, thinking that he had said something wrong and angered this saint, who was also famous in the Xia Dynasty.

"Zhen Shifang, you are so brave!"

Bai Po Tianzhen flew away, rising thousands of meters into the sky, looking far into the distance towards Penglai.

"How dare you attack this junior!"

The old man was very angry: "Don't you dare to fight thousands of miles away from me again with you?"

How did Bai Potian know about this?

As a calligrapher, he naturally has a way.

After taking a look at his grandson, how could he not leave something behind?

But this backhand is far from enough to stop the Tyrant who is also one of the Ten Evils.

The two of them had fought thousands of miles apart and were so familiar with each other that they would be noticed if they made a move.

Bai Potian was so angry that he almost went to Penglai regardless.

And he did.

But the old man stopped as soon as he stepped out of Fusang, his expression uncertain.

He received a message.

‘——I have witnessed it. ’

Bai Potian's anger subsided slightly. These words made him calm down a little. At the same time, he also realized that he probably wouldn't be able to enter Penglai after entering Daxia.

Although that person has a good temper, it is impossible for the two saints to fight in Penglai Island.

Now that that person has lowered his gaze, it seems that the tyrant can't make any trouble, at least he doesn't dare to kill unless he wants to exchange one for one.

"Hmph!" Bai Potian said in a deep voice, "I remember this account!"

He once again firmly believed that those girls were not good matches and he had to find a granddaughter-in-law in Rome!

At the same time, in a courtyard.

The servants were all kneeling on the ground, trembling with their heads in their hands.

Naomi Shiromine, who was nearly thirty years old, was also pale. She stared at the sky in awe. The sudden coercion coming from the sky just now brought a sense of fear no less than being rubbed against the scalp by a passenger plane.

If she wasn't right next to her sister, she would probably faint from fear.

The woman in a white plum kimono closed her eyes and whispered: "It's okay, I was just passing by...he didn't come for us."

"That person should be the one at the top of the Kanto Alliance..." Naomi sat down with weak legs and said, "So it really does exist."

"Are you scared?"

"That's canonization. Who wouldn't be afraid?" Naomi said with a bitter smile, "I hope our choice is not wrong."

"It depends on what they think." The woman said quietly: "Although it is not as good as the canonization, my sword is still sharp!"

…

Penglai College.

"Old thing, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Dan looked at Dean Chuanwu who was still talking to him, but suddenly shut up and stared.

Dean Chuanwu closed his mouth and stared at the hidden patio on Penglai Island.

The five deans on Penglai Island all said in unison.

"The island owner opened his eyes."