The personal sycophant of the villainous empress.

Chapter 256 Zhou Yun’s Decision

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"There must be something wrong with the Temple of War!"

There was some hay and cow dung left in the dilapidated thatched hut, and there was still a bit of a smoky smell. It seemed that it had once been a cowshed.

Sitting in this hut, Yun Feiyang still had a look of hatred on his face, remembering the scene of Su An holding Li Wan'er in his arms and caressing her wantonly, and he punched the simple table top again.

He didn't even hold Sister Feng Chan's hand!

The dilapidated tables and chairs could not withstand the monk's heavy blows, and the corners of the table broke with a click.

The fat man outside heard the noise and came in. He understood what was going on inside the house and had no choice but to go to Yun Feiyang's side and softly persuade him.

"Brother, don't be angry. We can't compete with the big shot in the Temple of War. Besides, they won't hold him accountable. Once he leaves, we will have to live how we live."

When he was thrown out, the storage ring on his body was conveniently taken away by the guards of the He family, and he did not dare to go home. Therefore, the two of them are now penniless and no one dares to take them in. They can only find a Temporary stay in thatched hut.

Yun Feiyang calmed down and stopped thinking about the scenes in his mind. His expression returned to calm, "Don't worry, I won't go to Su An again now."

Although he was the God of War in his previous life, he had a smooth journey. Within a few decades, he entered the imperial realm and founded the War Temple, the world's largest force. Then he died trying to save the world. His life was short but glorious, and no one could surpass it.

That arrogance was naturally stored in his soul, and it was only now that Su An woke him up.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

If he goes against the God of War again, his three hundred kilogram body may have to give a complete account.

But he didn't see the deep color in Yun Feiyang's eyes.

The situation in the Temple of War must be explored again. Su An will definitely kill him, but it is still unclear about the attitude of the Temple of War, so he needs to be cautious.

also……

"Sister Fengchan, Li Waner...the Zhou family still needs to go explore the situation."

"Sister Fengchan must not be allowed to fall into Su An's hands!"

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As for Zhou Yun, after returning to Zhou's house, he locked himself in the courtyard again.

He has a different kind of enthusiasm for spiritual practice.

However, due to his life force being drained by Su An, his qualifications were insufficient, and his legs were disabled, so his cultivation speed could be described as slow.

One afternoon passed, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, with a somewhat lonely look in his eyes.

The mana in the body increased by an insignificant amount.

At the current speed, even if he cultivates diligently and wholeheartedly, he will not be able to reach the fetal breath realm in a hundred years, let alone the path to immortality.

This is still under the circumstances that as the young master of the Zhou family, his skills and resources are acceptable.

If you were one of those casual cultivators, it would be possible to be trapped in the early and middle stages of spiritual movement for the rest of your life.

Cultivation is already so difficult, why should he persist in it.

The road ahead is bleak, there is no hope of immortality, and the end can be seen at a glance. Is it really worth continuing to practice so hard?

Zhou Yun thought, and all kinds of thoughts that had been abandoned in the past came to his mind.

Maybe...he can use his limited life to live an infinitely wonderful life, and the beauty in the world goes beyond cultivation.

Since it is no longer possible to expand the length of life, why not try to expand the breadth of life?

For example, marrying a wife and having children to continue the bloodline of the Zhou family.

Zhou Yun was a little moved.

He is also a normal man with his own desires. Since he himself is hopeless, isn't raising his own children also a continuation of life?

Leave your unfinished business to your children, and let your children take a look at the beautiful scenery high in the sky on your behalf.

It's not bad to think about it at all.

Suddenly, his wheelchair slid forward inadvertently.

The broken leg hit the stone table firmly, and the severe pain caused Zhou Yun to wake up instantly.

Regardless of the physical pain, he slapped himself first.

How could he have such ridiculous ideas!

Zhou Yun gritted his teeth. If he wanted to have a glimpse of the higher scenery, he would go and see it himself instead of leaving it to future generations.

The determination in his eyes quickly overcame the rest of his emotions.

Since normal cultivation is not possible, then go out and find opportunities, fight and fight, or even become a tribulation cultivator.

This is like dying on the road to practice, but at least he has seen the scenery along the way.

Rather than being reduced to a pile of withered bones in the short-term and false enjoyment, why not use this broken body to fight for the road to immortality.

No loss if you lose, no loss if you win!

He has to control his own destiny!

In an instant, Zhou Yun's momentum seemed to change.

From an ascetic to a devout seeker.

"Good ambition!"

Su An showed admiration in his eyes and walked out of the darkness.

As a gentleman known as the Heavenly Demon, it is not difficult for him to feel the inner fluctuations of others. The "Nirvana Sutra" is good at the soul, allowing him to feel Zhou Yun's heart of seeking truth.

Therefore, this appreciation is somewhat genuine.

Compared with the other protagonists' golden fingers, Zhou Yun's cheats were relatively small, and he was snatched away by Su An before he even used it.

But when it comes to pursuing the truth, he is the strongest among the protagonists.

Unyielding despite a hundred twists and turns, it becomes steel after a hundred tempers.

It's just a pity that he is a protagonist and is the fate of Leek.

I just don’t know what the consequences will be if the leeks chop each other.

"Your Excellency." Zhou Yun was startled and frowned slightly, not understanding why Su An came to him.

Su An sat on the stone chair opposite him, smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou, don't be afraid, I'm here to give you an opportunity this time."

Zhou Yun felt extremely vigilant and cupped his hands, "My lord, please speak clearly."

He didn't believe that this person could have such good intentions.

Su An didn't show off, and placed a jade slip on the stone table. He said concisely and concisely: "This is a book of exercises that can be used to cultivate to the pure Yang state."

Zhou Yun's pupils shrank, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of longing.

Even the most powerful ancestral technique of the Zhou family, "Kunshan Sutra", can only reach the Zifu realm. The technique that can be cultivated to the pure Yang realm is definitely the most treasure among treasures. It is a secret even among the top sects. The techniques passed down cannot be practiced except by true disciples.

And if he can obtain this technique, his cultivation speed will definitely be greatly accelerated!

Zhou Yun did not doubt Su An's words, because with Su An's strength, there was no need to lie to him.

He was just puzzled, "Sir, this..."

"Here you go." Su An smiled kindly and pushed the jade slip forward to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun looked stunned and looked at the jade slip intently, showing not ecstasy but confusion and a hint of vigilance.

If it was the skill that he worked so hard to grab, he would naturally be happy, but it was given for free.

There is no free pie in the sky.

Who will be nice to you for no reason.

He cupped his hands and lowered his eyes, "Sir, if you have anything to do, just ask me. If you can do it, I will not refuse."

If he couldn't do it, he wouldn't want the technique no matter how good it was.

Even though this technique was very important to him, he was afraid that it would cost him his life. Su'an's expression did not change. He smiled even more when he looked at Zhou Yun's disabled legs. "This is only the first half of the technique. I gave it to you. You can take a look at it first before talking about it."

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Yun still followed the instructions and picked up the jade slip, and penetrated it with his spiritual thoughts.

"Osmanthus Collection": If you want to practice this skill, bring the sword from the palace.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at Su An with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

What is the opening lightning strike? This is it.

Su An's expression remained calm, and he accepted Zhou Yun's gaze calmly. He coughed slightly and explained: "Only this technique has the lowest training requirements, and it has fast advancement and a broad future. The other techniques are given to you. , you may not be able to cultivate it.”

"Moreover, this skill has the effect of improving your qualifications and repairing damage. You are a practitioner, so why do you care about the few ounces of meat."

Zhou Yun opened his mouth but said nothing. He looked at Su An and then at the jade slip in his hand. He silently lowered his head and continued to explore the skills in the jade slip.

If you ignore the opening tactic, this technique is very mysterious.

I don't know how much higher it is than the Zhou family's ancestral technique.

And the requirements for practice are even lower, which is simply a miraculous skill.

Zhou Yun could feel that if he switched to this technique, his cultivation speed would be increased by at least three times.

If, as Su An said, his qualifications could be improved, the gains would be even greater, so he continued to look down.

Qi is the master of life, and form is the function of the body... That mysterious scripture was introduced into Zhou Yun's mind, like observing the great road, making him gradually fall into a state of selflessness until he saw the realm of fetal breath. This exercise suddenly came to an end end.

It was as if Chu Gong suddenly forced himself back in the middle of his thrusts, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Yun took a deep breath and raised his head: "Your Majesty, I wonder how to replace the lower part?"

He knew that Su An was waiting for him to ask this question, but he could only follow Su An's advice.

Because the first half of the "Osmanthus Collection" has already deeply attracted him.

This is a conspiracy.

"It's not a big deal. Do you remember the Tianxuan Sect disciple at the wedding banquet?" Su An asked.

Zhou Yun showed a somewhat strange expression and nodded, "I'll remember that."

At the wedding banquet, the man who was extremely arrogant but was thrown out like a dead dog left a deep impression on him, which further strengthened his desire to keep a low profile even if he had no strength.

A dangerous smile appeared on Su An's lips, and she knocked on the stone table: "Kill him, and the lower part will be yours."

The words are full of temptation.

Killing a young monk in exchange for a copy of Chunyang Kung Fu was a very good deal, but Zhou Yun shook his head after thinking for a while.

"My lord, I am not his opponent. This matter may be difficult to complete."

He has a very clear understanding of himself. Although the man was beaten to death in the end, the fact that he could easily knock down seven or eight fetal breath monks proved his strength. He may not even be able to defeat other agile monks. , the strength of the two is extremely different.

What's more, Su An had no choice but to look for someone who was not better than him, so why did he have to kill him himself?

Hearing this, Su An was not upset. He stood up and placed a talisman on the stone table. "This talisman can exert a power comparable to that of the Zifu realm. It can be used three times, so I will give it to you. As for how to do it, It's up to you if you don't do it, and I won't force you."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

He originally just wanted to see the consequences of cutting each other's leeks, and it didn't matter whether Zhou Yun did it or not.

At most, it’s just one less show to watch.

Zhou Yun was the only one left in the hospital. He was sitting in a wheelchair holding the jade slip, his expression was uncertain, and his heart was even more tangled.

If he misses this opportunity, does he really have any hope of getting the Pure Yang Realm Kung Fu from other places?

He didn't think he could be so lucky.

And with his qualifications, there would be no future if he practiced the Zhou family's ancestral techniques.

What's more, at present, no matter how Su An behaves, his integrity can be guaranteed.

For example, the Hunyuan Bone Shaping Pill really cured his strange disease. It was clear that Su An could actually rob a common girl, but she still wanted to trade with him.

This time too.

After a long time, he tightened his grip on the jade slip, and a fine iron dagger appeared in his other hand.

The decision has already been made.

Looking at something under him, Zhou Yun's eyes flashed with cruelty.

But it's just a burden, so what if it's gone.

This body has promised to live forever.

With this wisdom, I stopped lusting after women and devoted myself to spiritual practice.

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and blood fell along with his love.

Zhou Yun's expression was ferocious, his relatively delicate face turned into a grin, and his eyes were wide open, but he still remained silent.

Instead, he picked up a piece of clean gauze to block the bleeding hole, and used magic to speed up the healing of the wound.

An hour later, with the help of magic power, the place became smooth, leaving only a small opening for urination.

Zhou Yun felt disappointed, then shook his head again.

He picked up the fat that was cut off from the ground and threw it into the garbage container. Then he suppressed his mind and began to meditate on the "Osmanthus Collection".

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A few more days passed, and Qingyuan was peaceful.

The jokes about the fat, thin and stupid people at the He family's wedding banquet gradually faded away.

On this day, Li Waner, who was finally relieved, walked to her yard with tired steps.

Her legs were still shaking a little, obviously from stretching too much.

Before attending the banquet, she was worried that something special would happen, so she deliberately did not take Mr. Liu with her. Not only did it happen, but it also happened for several days and nights.

Except for Su An going out once in the middle, the rest of the time he was playing with her in a small world without giving her any time to rest.

Neither cattle nor horses are used in this way.

While scolding Su An in her mind, she felt sleepy and wanted to go back to the room and have a good sleep to replenish her energy.

"who is it!"

Suddenly, she instantly became alert, and her almond-shaped eyes looked towards a haystack somewhere outside the courtyard, with a sharp look in her eyes.

Although it took a lot of physical effort, her magic power was greatly strengthened.

If anyone thinks that she is now weak and wants to take action, it can only be said that they are overthinking.

What's more, Mr. Liu is also hiding in the dark now. Apart from the thief Su An, who can hurt Qingyuan?

"……it's me."

The haystack was quiet for a while, and then a man strode out from behind.

"you are?"

Li Waner's mind was now filled with images of Su An and Su Xiaoan, and she couldn't react for a moment.

After staring at the man for two seconds, she suddenly said: "You are the fat and thin idiot at the wedding banquet! The thin idiot!"

She accidentally heard this title from the maid when she left the He family, and she thought it was quite interesting at the time.

Yun Feiyang's originally confident face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He is a majestic god of war, but he is called the fat and thin fool?

(End of this chapter)