The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

Kou Zhong has lived in the lower class since he was a child, and he can't help but flirt with a pretty girl whenever he sees one.

For some reason, just by looking at Master Xi, Kou Zhongqing couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to be presumptuous. His normally eloquent tongue turned into a saw-mouthed gourd at this moment.

It was not until Ba Fenghan led the two out of the hall that Kou Zhong, who had been holding his chest and trying to hold back a cough, coughed a few times. After catching his breath, he asked, "Old Ba, among the people I have ever met, you are already considered an unrivaled master. In my opinion and that of Master Ling, Yu Wengu may not be your opponent. You...can't beat your clan leader?"

Ba Fenghan gave Kou Zhong a cold look. If these two people were not no match for Yuwen Wudi and were willing to die for each other, he would not have bothered to take action.

They are just mediocre people who only have top-level mental skills but no attacking techniques and not much true energy. After getting to know them, I realized how fearless they are and how they are causing trouble everywhere.

"You should ask whether Ba Fenghan can withstand Sect Master Xi's full-strength attack."

The clan leader instructed him to always stay out of the way and not to attack easily, for fear of injuring him and delaying his return trip to Gaochang.

During his trip to the south, Ba Fenghan also met many famous martial arts figures in the Central Plains. How should I put it? If he hadn't met the great master Xi, Ba Fenghan might have been satisfied.

Now, Ba Fenghan chose to go back to the border town obediently.

Those so-called masters in the Central Plains are not worthy of being mentioned on the same level as the sect master.

Alas, when will he force the sect master to take real action, even just one move will do?

Xu Ziling couldn't believe it: "Master Xi...isn't he the leader? He looks so young, and his martial arts are so powerful?"

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong were born as hooligans, and they didn't have much experience, let alone understanding the general situation of the world. They should have met Li Jing by chance, and after Li Jing's favor, he would analyze the forces of all parties for them and then teach them the "Ten Styles of Bloody Battle".

Li Jing was intercepted by the Xi clan leader who was completely unaware of the situation and was unable to leave the border town.

Song Shidao and Song Lu, who were supposed to let their mother get on board to take a breather, were also intercepted and were working as slaves for Sect Leader Xi.

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Ba Fenghan shrugged and said nonchalantly: "The sect leader cannot be judged as a mortal."

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong looked at each other. They used to think that their mother, Yu Wenzhi and their father Du Fuwei were already top figures, but they never expected that someone as young as Ba Fenghan would allow them to see another world.

How majestic would it be if Ba Fenghan sincerely convinced Sect Leader Xi?

Xu Ziling hesitated: "Is it really not necessary to show the Secret of Immortality to Sect Master Xi?"

If it is Sect Master Xi, it is not impossible to share.

"What are you thinking about? Sect Master Xi is not willing to practice the martial arts of his predecessors."

Kou Zhong craned his neck curiously: "What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says. Sect Master practices martial arts, and everything from mental skills to moves is all learned by self-realization. You can change your mindset, for example, Guang Chengzi who was able to write the "Eternal Life Secret"... Sect Master Xi is no less capable than him."

"Is this... so magical?"

"What's so magical about it? Wasn't the 'Eternal Life Secret' written by a human? Even Bi Xuan created the 'Flame Sun Miraculous Art' by himself. If they can do it, the Sect Master will only be stronger than them."

Kou Zhong hugged Ba Fenghan's neck and said, "Old Ba, how old is your clan leader?"

Ba Fenghan gently pushed Kou Zhong away and glanced at him, "Stop asking questions about the Sect Master. You'd better not do those dirty things of yours in the border town..."

If you don't change your martial arts habits, you will have a hard time in the border town. Ba Fenghan is a living example. Every day, he has to use up his energy to open the canal, which is more uncomfortable than being a horse thief.

"In our border town, you either marry properly or behave yourself. Whoever dares to rape a woman..." Ba Fenghan's smile was full of malice, "Confiscate the tools used in the crime!"

Kou Zhong felt a chill somewhere, and he bent forward and tightened his legs involuntarily: "Really? Really? Even if both parties agree?"

Ba Fenghan held the Zhanxuan Sword and said coldly, "Any unruly behavior without marriage as a prerequisite is called hooliganism. There are few women in Border Town. Anyone who dares to offend them with words will be punished with three months of hard labor at the least."

It’s heavy, as I just said.

Kou Zhong was dumbfounded. "The rules in the border town are so strict? I saw that the town is very lively and crowded, no worse than Yangzhou City."

The rules are so complicated, why are there so many people here? It's really strange.

Kouhuahua was also sentenced to hard labor? This... If he had to live in a border town since childhood, wouldn't he be forced to work until death?

People who are just starting to learn martial arts can easily lose control and get into fights with others.

Ba Fenghan kindly reminded the two idiots: "In the border town, people who practice martial arts and break the law with their martial arts are the same as officials who break the law knowingly, and both are guilty of a heavier crime. I don't want you to lose your lives here."

"Private fighting is strictly prohibited in border towns."

Xu Ziling murmured, "Breaking the law with force, breaking the law knowingly, both are heavier crimes. If Zhong Shao and I were born in a border town..."

That may have been long gone, as the Turkic cause had been plaguing the border twelve years before.

Ba Fenghan rolled his eyes at the two of them and said, "If you were orphans from the border town, you would have to go to the academy first to complete your elementary studies."

Xu Ziling's eyes lit up: "Can orphans also read and write?"

Ba Fenghan shrugged, "I am responsible for running the business route, but I still have to graduate from the literacy class first. Orphans must study, otherwise how can they bring honor to the family?"

After a pause, he said, "But you are over the age to be granted land. You two can share 200 acres of land."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exclaimed: "Two hundred acres of land?"

Ba Fenghan didn't care about the two people's misbehavior at all.

This time I went south, I witnessed with my own eyes that the outside world was in such chaos that there was no one living within a hundred miles, and the busy border town seemed like a paradise.

Ba Fenghan explained casually: "But orphans are not like orphans of martyrs. All expenses of orphans of martyrs are borne by the collective, which is the government here. Orphans go to school first, and after they finish school, the collective will arrange jobs for them and just pay for their tuition."

"Orphans of martyrs?"

"The orphans of martyrs are those whose parents died defending the border town. Their parents, wives, and children are all under collective care. Orphans can go to school for free, and if they want to learn martial arts, there are people to teach them. Occasionally, General Yuchi or the clan leader will teach them in person when they are free."

Ba Fenghan couldn't help swallowing his saliva at the last point. He completed the task on time, and the master was willing to take the time to teach him.

The sect leader held those silly kids in his arms, let his true Qi flow through their meridians, and taught the little brats step by step to experience the art of martial arts.

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Who was so envious that tears were streaming down his face? Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling both stopped, swallowed their saliva, and asked hesitantly, "Are all the border cities like this?"

Aren’t the soldiers over there fearless and brave?

Ba Fenghan looked back and said, "It's hard to believe, isn't it? The leader always regards the people's affairs as more important than anything else."

Ba Fenghan has an excellent talent for martial arts. The life of exile on the edge of a knife forced him to take control of his destiny early on, and the cruel environment where he had to kill or be killed cultivated his tenacious character.

It is hard to understand why the sect leader, who stands at the top, feels so much pity for the ants under his feet.

I don’t understand, but I can’t help but wonder, what would his life be like if he met Sect Master Xi when he was young?

It is obvious that Ba Fenghan is older than Sect Master Xi.

This kind of thought was out of control and couldn't help but pop up when countless people were living and working in peace and contentment because of Sect Leader Xi.

Ba Fenghan hesitated and said, "The Sect Master always thinks that the people in this world have nowhere to turn to for help. Unless they are forced into a desperate situation, the people are as docile as cattle and horses. If you are in a high position and cannot see the suffering of the people... then you are unworthy of your position."

Is this really the case?

Those troops who followed Zhang Jincheng and massacred tens of thousands of ordinary people were once civilians, weren’t they?

The suzerain said at the time: "This is the meaning of the court's existence. In addition to protecting territory and resources and providing relief, it is also to curb the evil of human nature."

The leader always speaks directly, and there is some truth to his words.

Ba Fenghan's tone turned cold: "So... don't try to challenge the authority of the sect master in the border town. If anyone dares to say that the sect master is not right, the sect master will not care. If the people of the border town hear about it, they would rather exchange their lives for yours than kill you."

Those underworld habits must never be used on the sect leader.

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong looked at each other and asked Ba Fenghan as if jokingly: "Old Ba, have you heard about it? That Yang Gong treasure house, our mother..."