Douluo: owed 50 billion, and got the dragon gun at the beginning

Wan Yanxi hugged her knees and looked up at the stars in the sky.

Liang Zifeng stood quietly sideways, accompanying each other.

The moon in the west is not rounder than in the east, but the starry sky this year is definitely brighter than in his previous life because there is no air pollution and light pollution.

After traveling here, of course he could choose to lie down.

Be a wealthy and idle fish, eating, drinking and having fun, and live a happy life.

If you don't harm society, you are already making a contribution to the Kingdom of Jin.

But, are you just waiting to die by eating...

It wasn’t possible in my previous life, and it’s even less possible in this life!

Perhaps only by doing something seriously can we develop a sense of belonging to this world, just like when we completed the disaster relief plan with the young monk Juekong in the house just now, for a moment, he almost forgot his identity as a time traveler.

Wan Yanxi calmed down and felt that it was impolite to talk to Liang Zifeng while sitting down, so she stood up and said, "The old master has unique skills. He should be a great master in the world, right?"

He took the initiative to open this topic. Although he was looking for something to talk about, he also had some temptations.

Liang Zifeng held Yinxu in his hands and straightened his back: "I don't dare to be a first-generation master. I can barely compete with the so-called gang leaders in the world."

"Old Grandmaster is indeed amazing!" Wan Yanxi raised his thumbs.

Liang Zifeng has also become somewhat accustomed to Wan Yanxi's weird little actions from time to time in the past two days, and added: "However, compared with the real top masters in the world, the gap is not small. Little prince, I still have this kind of self-knowledge. "

Based on this, Liang Zifeng's kung fu can be regarded as the best in the second level?

Let me go, Liang Zifeng is almost approaching Superman. Wouldn’t those masters who stand at the top of the martial arts pyramid become omnipotent gods who can fly in the sky and escape from the earth?

Wan Yanxi tried her best to hide her shock and said: "Even so, the old master is a rare existence in the world. He is a master who can be counted among the best. Sooner or later, he will establish a sect and lead a group of people..."

Liang Zifeng laughed twice, the young prince was polite casually, how could he not know.

He certainly had the intention of starting a sect.

Otherwise, he would not have entered the pass, and went to the Kingdom of Jin and surrendered to Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Although the power of the Jin Kingdom is declining, it is no longer as powerful as when the Jin people and cavalry were invincible and swept the world with more than ten thousand people, but the foundation of the country's strength is still there.In comparison, the Zhou state in the south was weak and peaceful, and the Mongols in the desert were barbaric, so they were not the best choices.

He originally played music in Prince Zhao's Mansion for a few years and accumulated some wealth and connections. Then he found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in the Central Plains, erected a mountaintop and called himself the Taoist Ancestor.

But now his mind has changed.

The inheritance of the throne of the Jin Kingdom does not follow the rules of etiquette and law like the Zhou Kingdom. It does not necessarily follow the death of the father and the son, but may also be the succession of the younger brother. King Zhao is one of the most advantageous contenders for the next gold master, and this young prince is gradually emerging. Zhengrong, maybe he is the next generation leader of ZTE. It seems that he has a better future if he is with him.

Wan Yanxi turned her eyes and asked expectantly: "Old Grandmaster, what do you think of my qualifications in martial arts?"

Liang Zifeng cleared her throat: "The young prince is extremely talented, needless to say."

"Then... How about you teach me some of the light skills, internal skills, kicks and boxing techniques of the old master? You see, I have no strength in my hands, and I don't have any kung fu on my body. I am always dragging you down..."

"If the old master thinks this is too hasty, you can formally become a master! My father will definitely prepare a generous training for me!"

Want to become your teacher?Don’t have the strength to restrain a chicken?

Liang Zifeng was stunned when he heard this. He glanced at Yan Xi and frowned secretly.

These kung fu skills of mine are not some secret secrets, they come from my own creation in the mountains. It doesn't matter if I teach them to Wanyan Xi, he has taught them to all his servants.

But he had clearly seen Wanyanxi practicing martial arts in the past.

It is said that he learned kung fu from some guards in the mansion. It is said that a few years ago, a well-known Taoist priest came to teach him skills. He also saw Wan Yanxi sparring with guests in the mansion. Although his kung fu is not that profound, But it's more than enough to deal with three or five small figures in the world.

However, Wan Yanxi actually said that he didn't have the slightest effort... Could it be that he was ill and had even forgotten his martial arts?

impossible!

Martial arts requires thousands of years of hard work, and it takes more than a day to master it. Even if you forget some moves, the foundation of your internal strength is still there.

Liang Zifeng couldn't help but secretly laugh. It seemed that her hard work in the past few days had given the young man the illusion that he was just like those brainless people in the palace, and they were playing tricks on him, like testing him first and then trying to win over him.

Didn't he do this all the time?

Want to test the old man's will, and then offer him some benefits to make him his confidant?

I might as well check you out.

Liang Zifeng chuckled lightly and looked around to talk to him: "Little prince, I'm not the same as other people in the world when I join the palace. They want big packages of gold, big bowls of wine, and big chunks of meat, but I want to build a better future for them." Find a way out.”

Damn it, I’m talking to you about learning martial arts, but you’re talking about your ideals with me?

Wanyanxi's heart twitched, but she still smiled and shrugged.

Do you want to be a life mentor? No matter how old you are, you are still a younger brother!

"When I came to Guannai and saw this beautiful world, I realized that my life in the past few decades has been in vain."

Liang Zifeng sighed: "When you are alive, you should do something big and vigorous, so that your life in this world will not be wasted!"

That's it?Wanyan Xi was slightly disappointed.

He also thought Liang Zifeng had something interesting to say, such as marrying three wives and four concubines, recruiting thousands of underlings, opening a bodyguard agency, etc.

"I admire the old master's great ambition."

Liang Zifeng didn't notice Wan Yanxi's perfunctory words, and lowered his voice: "I'm old and don't want to do what I want anymore. But the young prince is like a flying dragon, with a majestic head. Given time, he will definitely soar to the sky! Even if the old man stays here, It’s okay to be a guard by the young prince’s side. In the future…”

Where to fly?Flying to the Jinluan Palace in the Kingdom of Jin?Wan Yanxi's face darkened, stop it, we can't talk anymore today!

"Ahem, old master, I really want to fly, but I can't fly..."

Wan Yanxi successfully brought the topic back: "It's not like the old master who can fly whenever he wants. You are so good at qinggong. I will ask you for advice another day!"

Wan Yanxi hurriedly entered the house and left.

This young prince is very good at pretending to be stupid...

Liang Zifeng looked at his back, looked up to the sky and let out a haha.

……

It wasn't until the eastern sky turned white and the sky became bright that Wan Yanxi's work-for-relief implementation plan and its subsidiary plans and emergency plans came to an end.

He took a deep breath and moved his limbs. He saw that the poor little monk was already half exhausted, his shoulders were stiff, and he could barely hold on without falling asleep. The hand holding the pen was shaking obviously.

If he didn't say stop, how could the young monk dare to stop?

Next to it, there is a thick stack of manuscripts.

Only then did Wan Yanxi realize that he had been doing it all night!

He suddenly felt embarrassed and said: "Thank you for your hard work, little master. I'm so sorry! Another day..."

"I'll treat you to a drink another day" I almost said it again.

Fortunately, the old driver braked in time and justified himself by saying, "How about asking the young master to stay at the palace for a few days someday, and also help my mother copy some scriptures?"

"Little monk, it's not hard...it's hard!...Okay!"

Juekong forced a smile and stood up. He wanted to greet Wanyanxi, but he stumbled. His eyes turned black and he almost fell. Wanyanxi quickly supported him.

Wan Yanxi thanked her repeatedly, and then sent away the little monk who had turned into a panda. She lay on the couch and carefully looked through the plan she had taken out, slowly looking for the missing parts. Before she finished reading, she suddenly Drowsiness came over me and I fell asleep.