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Although it is almost impossible to pretend to be stupid in front of Cao Jieding and Zhao Hong, Ning Jiang must try it.

He closed his eyes and checked himself silently.

In his previous life, fifty-six years later, he broke the universe with a sword on the top of Mount Tai and traveled through the black hole of time and space. During this process, the immortal body he had worked hard to cultivate completely collapsed. Therefore, the only one who returned to this time was his soul. His current body was still the body of an ordinary boy who had not started to contact martial arts.

In addition, in the process of breaking the universe and crossing the black hole in time and space, the "Yang God" he finally cultivated was constantly weakened and was defeated back to his original form.

In this world, there are Confucianism and Taoism and martial arts.

Confucianism and Taoism are the way of sages, and martial arts are the way of the world.

Whether it is the way of a saint or the way of a martial arts world, a complete system has been formed, but the "Immortal Way" is probably the only successful one since ancient times. If he had not returned to this point of time to save his sister, it can be said that he was able to control his energy and live a life of hundreds or even thousands of years at will, which is something that others cannot do.

"Immortal Way" not only requires practicing the body, but also refining the soul, cultivating both the inside and the outside, blending water and fire, treating life as the fire of the gui, and treating the body as the furnace.

In this world, the martial arts only know how to practice the body, but not the soul. Once the body is refined to the extreme, the martial arts will come to its peak.

As for Confucianism and Taoism, let alone, although it is the great way of saints and the only Confucianism, it is actually not practiced by oneself, but relying on the "heavenly and man-like response" between the Yin Man in the Mei-Ming Man and the Wen Emperor Star, borrowing the power of the saints. For this reason, a few years later, when the Yuan Demon Emperor hidden deep underground gathered endless evil spirits and defeated the Wen Emperor Star with one blow, the Confucians in the world lost all their literary spirits. Facing the rolling iron cavalry of the northern barbarians and the rise of the Xiling Miao people in the Xiling, they all became useless scholars.

In his previous life, Ning Jiang collected countless secret techniques, removed the drought and preserved the essence, and continued to ponder and try, and finally successfully cultivated into the "Yang Shen".

Afterwards, he summarized his cultivation process and divided the process of soul refining into five stages: gold soul, fire soul, spirit god, Yin god, and Yang god. But now, in the process of breaking the universe and jumping into the void regardless of everything, his natal Yang god's cultivation was constantly dispersed. He was first beaten back to Yin god, and then beaten back to Spirit God and Fire God. Until finally, even the earth immortal body completely collapsed, and he protected a wisp of golden soul and successfully reborn.

When he recalled the danger in the black hole in the space-time, he was still a little scared. He would be doomed if he was just a little short of it. At the same time, he knew that he would never be so lucky when he did it again.

Now, although the Yang God he had worked hard to cultivate has been defeated back to the "golden soul" that is almost the first level of soul refining, it is still much stronger than the ordinary soul that ordinary warriors have never tried to cultivate.

He closed his eyes, held his breath and calmed his breath, his consciousness continued to calm down, and his soul slowly floated upwards...

Ning Xiaomeng saw the county master and Captain Zhao walking towards his brother's yard, and her face turned pale.

What if they find that their brother has woken up long ago? What if they find out that it is their brother who killed Kui'er?

She wanted to stand up and follow her, but her legs were weak. Although she was supported by the old woman, she couldn't even walk twice. She could only cry, thinking that if she was discovered, she would take care of her brother no matter what. She said that Kui'er was killed by her. As for whether they believed it or not, she could no longer care.

When the others saw the lady being so scared, they felt that she was extremely pitiful. During the day, my brother was pushed down from the lake. I didn’t know whether he could wake up. At night, my close maid was killed. Some soft-hearted aunts came to help her, while others followed the county master to the young master of Ningfu to watch the fun.

Everyone surrounded the county master and entered the house of the young master of Ning's family. The young master of Ning's family was indeed lying on the bed. The magistrate Cao Jie looked at the head of the captain. The head of the captain Zhao Hong understood and put his hand on the boy's wrist vein on the bed. After a while, he whispered: "The vein is low, weak, and his heartbeat is slow, and he is indeed in a drowsy."

As long as a person is awake, even if he lies still, his heartbeat rhythm and the flow of his qi will be much faster. The breath in a coma is completely different from the breath when he is awake. Zhao Hong, who has practiced martial arts, is naturally well aware of this.

Cao Jie took two steps forward, and the Yin Mansion's literary spirit turned into Guan Wei, shouting at the boy on the bed: "Ningjiang?" and then shouting: "Ningjiang?" Guan Wei turned into an invisible momentum and rolled towards the boy on the bed.

Under his official power, ordinary people would wake up even if they were still asleep. However, the boy in the bed did not move, obviously not "sleeping" but was unconscious. Cao Jie decided to watch the boy faint in the water during the day. With the boy's physique, he was still in a coma until now, so it was not strange.

After being examined by Zhao Hong, who was a warrior, he fell asleep under his official power. It seemed that the young man was indeed unconscious and still not awake. Cao Jieding snorted coldly, turned around and left with his hands, not knowing that Ning Jiang's soul body was looking at him on the ceiling.

At this moment, Ningjiang, Jin Soul was out of his body, and his body on the bed was only equivalent to a vegetable. Not to mention that Cao Jie, who was just a mere juren, would not be able to wake up, even if the Wen Sheng Confucius came. Unless he used the soul-suming technique of the Miao people in the Xiling River, the magician who had to summon the soul was strong enough. After all, his "golden soul" was much stronger than the soul of ordinary people.

Of course, this does not mean that the literary spirit of a juren is too weak, it is just that he has specialized in his profession, and summoning souls is not the strength of Confucianism who "respects ghosts and gods and distances them."

Cao Jie stepped out of the yard, came to the flower garden, waved his hand, and asked someone to drive away the others around him first, and called Ning Ji. Ning Ji trotted to him and said hurriedly: "Sir, the child must be wronged, there must be other hidden information in the middle."

Cao Jieding said coldly: "What is the secret?"

Ning Ji was hesitant, but he couldn't answer.

Cao Jieding snorted coldly, Ning Jiang fainted and had no suspicion. Ning Xiaomeng was just a weak girl. No one believed that she wanted to pretend that she killed. What's more, the one who died was her personal maid, and the other servants could testify to each other that they were not present. Even if he wanted to catch someone to help Ning Ji frame him, he couldn't do it. What's more, Ning Yicheng was caught naked from the bed in front of so many people, and he couldn't even lose his mind.

After looking around, more and more people came to watch. Tomorrow, everyone in the county town would be aware of it. He couldn't help but secretly regret Ning Ji's incompetence. He just died of a maid. He just suppressed him quietly and settled the victim. He fell into the water and died of serious illness. Even if he was hanged, he would be cured. As long as he didn't report to the official, he would pretend not to know. Now everyone knows what happened, and he can't help him.

He said coldly: "How will tomorrow do what is done?"

Ning Ji quickly said, "Don't worry, tomorrow morning, the villain will join forces with the family and the surrounding gentry, and we will write a letter together, saying that Ningjiang is guilty of unfilial crimes, and then we will ask the adults to make the decision."

Cao Jie Ding said lightly: "Ningjiang is unfilial and acts unrestrainedly. I will make the decision for you and send him to Xiling so that he will never have to think about coming back. But you must know that the Ning family's property is given to you by my official. Without my official, you will get nothing."

"The villain knows, the villain knows," Ning Ji said, "Just don't worry. When the villain becomes the head of the family, he will naturally send his ancestral land."

He whispered again: "That child..."

Cao Jieding said: "Since this matter has become a big deal, it will not work, but don't worry, as long as I get what I want, my son will naturally not be killed. The crime cannot be eliminated, but whether it is violence or adultery, abuse or murder, there are too many things to do here. At that time, I will be sentenced to love each other, accidentally kill, and be sent to the Jiangnan Water Town for three or five years, and I will naturally come back. However, if I don't get what I want... you should consider it yourself!"

Ning Ji quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, sir, thank you! Don't worry, sir, just don't worry!"

At this moment, Cao Jie decided to let the constables take Ning Yicheng to the county government in front of everyone. After he left, Ning Ji looked at the courtyard of his cousin and sneered in a gloomy voice: "Nephemer Jiang, Nephemer Jiang, don't blame me. Even if it's not for family property, it's only for your bad son, but for your own good fortune."

After the county magistrate took Ning Yicheng away, it was noisy outside for a while before slowly calming down.

At this time, the night had become deeper. Ning Xiaomeng whispered a few words outside the yard, leaving an old couple watching the garden to guard outside. She gently returned to her brother's room and said carefully: "Brother?"

Ning Jiang suddenly sat up, and looked at his pale sister with the candlelight on the candlestick beside the bed and whispered: "Xiaomeng, did you scare you?"

At that time, Xiao Meng was originally worried that the county master and Captain Zhao would find that his brother had woken up, but the county master and Captain Zhao came in and checked and went out, which made her breath a sigh of relief. Then she was worried that his brother would really faint again. Now that she saw that his brother was fine, she really felt relieved.

Knowing that she was worried about her sister, Ning Jiang apologized to pull her sister's little hand, let her sit by the bed, and whispered a few words of comfort. She saw that her face was covered with tears, so she wiped her with a handkerchief. It was too late at this time, and Xiao Meng, who had been frightened for a day, was already exhausted. Ning Jiang got out of bed and let her fall asleep on her bed.

After all, if something happened just now, he would not dare to let his sister leave him tonight. Xiao Meng was a girl who had never seen much of the world. She always felt panicked when she thought of Kui'er's death.

Let Xiaomeng lie on the bed, cover her with a quilt, and let her go to bed early. Xiaomeng closed her eyes, slept for a while, and couldn't help but open her eyes again, and she burst into tears: "Brother, what should I do tomorrow? If the county master really sends you to Xiling..." Even if she doesn't know much about the outside world, she also knows that although Xiling is nominally the territory of the Great Zhou, there are poisonous miasma everywhere and the people are fierce. The officials sent to Xiling to be officials are called "living officials". Usually only officials who are hated by the emperor or are defeated in the power struggle of the court will be exiled, and eight out of ten will die in office.

The officials are still like this, let alone the people? If the county master really sends his brother to Xiling, it will be no different from convicting him of death.

Ning Jiang held his sister's hand and comforted her: "Xiaomeng, don't worry, there will be no problem. Brother is here, brother is back... everything will be fine." After fifty-six years of pain and fifty-six years of hard work, he finally successfully returned to her side. Everything will be fine... This is his promise to her after fifty-six years.

Xiao Meng used her other hand to wipe her tears, her eyes were blurred: "If my brother wants to go to Xiling, Xiao Meng wants to go with her brother."

"Yeah!" Ning Jiang said seriously, "No matter where I go, I will take Xiaomeng with me, whether it is Tianya or Haijiao, I will not let you leave me again."

Amid his comfort, the girl who could no longer hold on, fell asleep deeply. Ning Jiang stood up, covered her blanket, and put down the soft tent. He stepped to the window, opened the screen, and looked at the moonlight outside. The Ning Mansion, which was still noisy just now, became quiet at this moment. The sycamore trees swayed the leaves in the night wind, the low rockery, the rising and falling pavilions, the fragrance of flowers floating in the coolness, and the stars that were bright and dying in the night sky.

Although nothing has begun to change for his sister, hometown, and many people here, for him, after fifty-six years of wandering, he finally returned to his original home. The trend of history is like a vast flood. Was he once again submerged in this overwhelming huge wave of time and space, or became a trendsetter driving the huge waves?

He stood there, holding his hands, quietly looking at the sky in the distance. His eyes were so far away and his expression was so quiet.

This time, he will never let anyone take away what belongs to him again. Whether it is his sister, property, personality, or dignity... he will firmly grasp everything that belongs to him.
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