The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 225
Lu Da and Xiang Yang stayed at Qu's house until Wushi, and the host and guest were in harmony. They witnessed the Qu family's blessings to Mrs. Qu, and Mrs. Qu Jingfei sent a thoughtful gift before leaving.

Outside the gate, he bowed respectfully to the unpredictable old butler. Xiang Yang and Lu Da walked side by side, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the eyes behind him disappear.

"Xiaoxiang, after three days of farewell, I should look at you with admiration, but I didn't expect that you could suppress Tu Lei in all aspects. I think it won't be long before my small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha."

Lu Da smiled all over his face. His potential has been exhausted, but he likes to support his juniors most, including Luo Qi and others, Liu Cheng who is carrying out secret missions, and now Xiang Yang.

"Lutou is serious, Tu Lei is indeed not to be underestimated, and I was just lucky to win."

Xiang Yang is very humble. Although he is powerful, there is no need to put on an attitude that I am powerful. To be a human being, don't look at it as a gesture, but the truth behind it is so hard that ordinary people may not be able to understand it in a lifetime.

"Also, my subordinate is very unfamiliar with the seventh floor of the dungeon. I went there as a guard. I hope Lutou can give me some advice."

Xiang Yang doesn't know much about this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity from outsiders, so he still wants to learn more about it.

"Alright, let's talk as we walk."

Seeing that Xiang Yang sincerely asked for advice, Lu Da appreciated that he did not look down on him because his martial arts were superior to his own.

This is the true nature of a genius. Those guys who look at others with dog eyes once they succeed, will not go far after all.

"The seventh floor of the dungeon is not in the Qingjiang Mansion City, but a forbidden area near the Qingjiang River tributary outside the Qingjiang West City, where countless criminals and criminals were imprisoned.

For example, Lei Jing, who was captured during your mission before, is now on the third floor of the dungeon, and a special person is responsible for guarding it. The so-called benefits, welfare, are actually on these prisoners.

Do you know that Liu Ruohai, the gold medal catcher of our Qingjiang Mansion, was about the same age as you when he was young, but he wasn't even qualified to be a wooden badge catcher.

Because he was not qualified for the task, he could only go to the dungeon as a guard, and took out the secret method of pressing the bottom of the box from a strong man who was imprisoned. Since then, breaking through the level is like drinking water, the realm has grown violently, and the combat power is amazing. Finally, there is today. The Liu Ruohai Liu catches the head. "

Speaking of this, Lu Da's eyes were full of admiration, as if Liu Ruohai was his idol,
"Actually, before Liu caught the head, the dungeon guard had always been a hard job in the eyes of others, just like your initial opinion.

But after Liu caught the head, the position of the dungeon guard was very hot, and it was impossible for many people with great achievements to exchange it. "

"So that's the case. No wonder Qi Chunlai and Tu Lei are here to compete for the position of the guard. It seems that there is indeed some knowledge."

Xiang Yang thought to himself, if someone succeeds and it is a precedent, then it should not be difficult to follow the cat and draw the tiger.

"What? Do you think that if you go there, you will definitely gain something?

You have to know that guarding the dungeon was hard work back then, everyone was very impatient with the prisoners, insulting and beating them at every turn, anyway, when they got there, no matter how beautiful they were outside, they would suffer a lot in the end.

Liu Tutou was extremely kind, and he became friends with an old man on the seventh floor of the dungeon at that time. He often brought some wine and food to visit, and it took a full year to gain something.

Since then, most of the dungeon guards wanted to gain something, except for those masters who were in charge, and their attitude towards the prisoners was much better. Their appetites were spoiled, and it was very difficult to get something out of them.

Since Liu Tutou, although some people have obtained some of the prisoner's inheritance methods, and even hidden treasures and medicines outside, none of them have achieved Liu Tutou's current achievements. "

Lu Da's words were very clear, and Xiang Yang couldn't help but nodded secretly, luck is only a small part of a person's success, and after all, he still has unique characteristics.

Like Liu Ruohai, others can't stand the guards in the prison and speak bad words to the prisoners, but he does the opposite. This in itself is a brilliant way of dealing with people. If there is an opportunity, it is also won by himself. Others are envious.

Even Liu Ruohai himself didn't necessarily want to get any benefits at the beginning, but he had no intention of doing it. Later, when people approached the prisoner with bad intentions, and others were prepared, even if they gave some benefits, it was only the most superficial.

Apart from other things, this group of people were arrested by the God's Arresting Sect, so can they not have resentment in their hearts?He also dedicated his treasured things, I'm afraid he didn't have a sick mind to do so.

"Don't worry, in addition to these prisoners, the master guarding the seventh floor of the dungeon is also a resource. If you can gain someone's attention, it will be of great benefit in the future."

Seeing Xiang Yang's puzzled face, Lu Da continued, others can't predict whether he can reap the benefits, and everything depends on the source of personal blessings. The last time Xiang Yang can stay in the dungeon for a month to ease the edge of the Zoroastrian killer, that is also true. One good thing.

"Yes, I have learned a lot now, and many of them have potential to be tapped. Even if I go to cultivate for a month and get nothing, it is still very good.

Fuyuan and opportunity are just floating clouds. They are opportunities to change life and destiny for others, but not necessarily for themselves.

What kind of blessing and opportunity can be greater than a wordless scripture?Unless you have another hang up. "

Xiang Yang nodded with a smile, his mood was much calmer, he just took a vacation to relax, this mentality changed, and his temperament also changed a lot, Lu Da saw it, and was also happy for Xiang Yang.

When the two parted at a fork in the road, Xiang Yang walked on the sometimes bright and sometimes dark street, passing the pattering pedestrians, thinking about what he got today, and still gesticulating. Outsiders looked like a psychopath.

Passing a corner, the ground was covered with straw mats with a foul smell, and there were a few extremely thin beggars curled up in the winter night, probably not very old.

When Xiang Yang saw it, he felt pity, stopped the gestures in his hand, took out two pieces of broken silver from his arms and threw them into the begging bowl precisely, the clanging sound woke up several little beggars hugging each other to keep warm.

Looking at the bright and joyful eyes of several people in the dark night, Xiang Yang felt a lot more comfortable.

He is not hypocritical, nor is he really kind. He just feels pitiful, so he does what he can to seek peace of mind. As for the fate of these beggars in the future, he does not know and will not care.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

A man who seemed to be the leader of several small beggars jumped up quickly, and grabbed two pieces of broken silver in his hands, almost going crazy with surprise.

It's not the leftovers from other people's food, or the meaty rice in the wild dog's rice bowl on the roadside, but the white money.

Xiang Yang shook his head, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly there was a sense of palpitation, the heart in his left chest was pounding, and Zixia’s true energy in his body was fully urged, his body turned into an afterimage, burst forward in an instant, and at the same time backhanded A wooden dharma bead was shot at the rear, and sawdust swayed after it exploded with a bang.

When he turned around, he saw the originally thin beggar standing on the spot holding a dagger. After the bones cracked, he turned into a man who was only slightly shorter than him. risk.

Xiang Yang couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but only saw a pair of surprised eyes, as if he didn't expect Xiang Yang to be able to avoid his own killing blow.

Who is going to kill himself?Is this another Zoroastrian?
(End of this chapter)