Huh ~

It seems that the cold wind blows by, and the grass and trees sway.

Under dusk, Yang Yu's eyes shrank violently.

In a trance, I dreamed of flowing back to the mountain, as if I saw the great general who once again chasing the wind and red cloud horse, holding the phoenix wings and asking for gold, leading eight thousand mysterious armor, looking down on all the fields, and running across the army.

In a moment, he had already come to his senses, but there was no such great general in front of him, only the old man who looked like an old farmer, had white temples, frosty face, and was not very handsome.

"Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white hair in the world..."

For no reason, Yang Yu's thought arose in his mind, and he was immediately dispelled by himself, because the old man in front of him was under the old man, squeezing the whole world.

"ah!"

The ghost baby screamed and was almost frightened to faint. He felt that the world was fighting and was pinned into the most terrifying palm in the world.

Yang Yu felt a stern. He was highly alert and didn't notice it at all. It seemed that the ghost baby was already being held in his hand...

"Taoism, Five Ghosts' Handling Technique."

With one hand fiddling with the ghost baby, Zhang Xuanba waved and signaled Yang Yu to sit over. The latter's eyes flashed, but he did not refuse, and sat calmly on the bonfire.

"Is this the first time you and me meet?"

The vicissitudes of time left deep marks on his face, but those eyes were as deep as the sea, with the power to penetrate the hearts of the people.

"That's true, not counting."

The bonfire blew by the breeze was unstable. Yang Yuguang swept over and couldn't help but feel shocked. As Lu Qingting said, there was no trace behind this person...

"In just over ten years, you have done a great thing. I have heard of your name too."

Seriously roasting the venison, Zhang Xuanba let go of the ghost baby and let him go.

"Yang Yu of Qingzhou? Now, it is the King of Northwest, Yang Yu?"

He looked at him with a smile, and Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a "knock" in his heart.

If it weren't for years of polishing and enough mental cultivation, this question would have been immediately urged to urge the golden dragon to shear...

However, beyond his expectations, this person seemed to have just said casually, and didn't even care much about his identity, so he carefully roasted the venison.

"You are here outside the gates, you want to..."

Yang Yu thought about it, and was a little confused.

During the short process, he opened his eyes, moved his mind, and was highly focused, observing all the subtle expressions of the King Zhao of the Western Palace in front of him.

Unfortunately, no matter what method he did, he could not figure out the slightest emotion and heart of the person in front of him. He felt that there was a hole in front of him, as deep as the sky.

"Of course I won't be here to capture you."

Zhang Xuanba knew his thoughts clearly, but he didn't care much, and lowered his head and fiddled with the venison:

"This is the world, if you rebel, just rebel."

"this……"

This answer was beyond Yang Yu's expectations.

As the No. 1 King of the Ming Dynasty, the pillar of the country that has been suppressed for a lifetime, this attitude is a bit incorrect...

Is it because it is so powerful?

Or the Taoist of Truth?

Yu Yang became more and more confused: "Don't you ask me why I rebel?"

“What’s the point?”

Zhang Xuanba sighed slightly:

"Three thousand years from ancient times to the present, it has been a "rebellion history"... I asked you how to rebel, and you asked why Taizu rebelled, wouldn't I be speechless?"

“…”

Yu Yang almost choked and immediately decided to shut up.

Even after more than ten years of hardship, he didn't feel that he could talk about this old guy. Of course, he couldn't beat him...

"When I was young, my mind was paranoid. As I got older, I gradually became more and more excited."

He added firewood casually, and the bonfire exploded in a 'crackling' way. Zhang Xuanba pulled off a deer leg and handed it over:

"This world is not a world with one family and one surname. If you can't do it well, why bother to be fond of power..."

Hesitated slightly, Yang Yu took the deer leg, and without shyness, he took a bite.

“How does it taste?”

"puff!"

Without giving face, he vomited out the bloody venison meat: "Your skill is not very good, the blood is stinging..."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Xuanba also took a bite and chewed it twice:

"I think it's still possible."

Yang Yu did not pick too much about food, but he couldn't stand it when it came to eating raw meat and drinking blood. He immediately took the venison and started to grill it.

Far away, behind a big tree, the ghost baby was still in shock. Looking at the two people who were having a good chat, it was really puzzled.

"How can the master chat with him?"

He was a little scared, a little confused, and more, it was still incredible.

In his opinion, this scene seemed like a ghost catching, sitting with the Ghost King, having a great time talking to each other, no matter how you look at it, how weird it is.

He wanted to come forward to remind him, but after hesitating for a while, he stepped back a little. He was really afraid...

A deer is not enough for two people to squeeze their teeth. In a short while, only bones on the ground were left.

"Your skills are better than me."

The fat in his hands was like water drops, not leaving any trace. Zhang Xuanba was satisfied. He patted his stomach gently and asked:

"What kind of person do you think I am?"

"The martial arts monument, the supreme master born in the martial arts fortune, has only been comparable to a few people throughout the ages..."

Yang Yu was serious.

Of course, he is not a flatterer, because it is a fact.

He is as strong as the Taoist of Zhenyan, and he is also very impressed when he mentions this person. Even the sloppy Taoist in the fantasy of immortals and magic, he is very excited when he hears it.

Any praise for such a person is enough to bear.

With a casual addition, Zhang Xuanba's expression remained unchanged and continued to ask:

"What about removing martial arts?"

"Excluding martial arts..."

Yang Yu was stunned. Seeing that he looked calm and seemed to be waiting, he said:

"With Linlong and Long, there have been no wars for more than 70 years, no strong bandits, the people live and work in peace, and all industries are prosperous. The prosperity is comparable to the seven states in the south of the Yangtze River. All the civil and military achievements can be the greatest in the Ming Dynasty... "

At this point, Yang Yu paused slightly and said:

"Unfortunately, all this is limited to the Linlong Road, which failed to benefit the world. The chosen king, who searched for the world, oppressed all directions, forced everyone to rebel..."

When talking about Emperor Qianheng, both of them had their faces changed. Yang Yu was disgusted without hiding, while Zhang Xuanba sighed.

"If you have the position of the world, you will not take it, you will have the ability to calm the world, you will not do it, you will have the power to transform the world and create the world again, but you will be limited...

Beyond martial arts, too indecisive.”

indecisive!

If such an evaluation is spread, it will surely shake the world and will also attract countless people to sneer.

Zhang Xuanba lived through hundreds of battles throughout his life and killed countless people, including many famous people all over the world, and the Ming Dynasty was depressed for decades.

"oh?"

Zhang Xuanba was slightly stunned.

In the world, countless people hate him, respect him, fear him, and scold him, but no one evaluates him as "indecisive".
Chapter completed!