After hearing the words of Tianhe Ghost, Nangong Wuji smiled and waved his hand: "Heroic Tianhe, what can I do to give you justice?"

This made Tianhe ghost stunned, and Xiao Xia also stunned.* Others said this, "What kind of virtue can you do?", but with Nangong Wuji's status, he still has no virtue can do anything. There are not many people in the world who can have virtue and ability.

"Zizhuo is right. Where is there any justice in this world? How can I give you justice? Think about it yourself, although Si'er's mother is my fourth sister, her surname is He. Her father is the head of Maoshan. She just likes to walk around my Nangong family. Seriously, she is not a member of my Nangong family. At least my Nangong family wants to treat her. She must not ask her father. What's more, she is about to marry into the Tang family, and that's a member of the Tang family. At that time, it will have nothing to do with my Nangong family. Even if I want to punish him, Mr. Tang will not be able to say anything about it."

The Tianhe Ghost was speechless, and he had to admit that Nangong Wuji's words were right. Seriously, it was indeed a bit unfavorable for him to ask Nangong Wuji for justice.

"But Si'er's mistake was indeed done wrong. And it is true that the responsibility of my Nangong family is that I did not bewitching Si'er's girl, she would not have forced her father to go down the mountain to travel through the world. With her temperament and mind, she would definitely not be able to escape the trouble. Your brothers have never had any great evil, and they were indeed unfairly dead. So I can only give you justice for my Nangong family."

The Tianhe Ghost didn't speak, just listened quietly. Nangong Wuji's voice was simple, even if there was a little feminine aura, it had a convincing smell, which was a feeling that was completely from the heart, open and confident.

"I will write to Jinzhi and tell him what he is doing. The advice I give him is to recall Sierya to Maoshan, destroy all her martial arts and Taoisms, and then apologize to you in person. Jinzhi is a sensible person. I think he will listen to me and let him take action. It is hard to say anything from the Tang family. In addition, I will take someone to rehabilitate the injustice you and your brothers before and give you a cleansing of your innocence. If you want any compensation, you can speak up."

The Tianhe Ghost didn't speak. He just shook his head, and the expression on his face was strange and complicated.

"Finally, if the Tianhe hero is unwilling to do so, I can guarantee that even if the Tianhe hero wants to repay blood with blood, my Nangong family will never stop it. Even if you can really take the life of Si'er's girl, my Nangong family will never revenge."

When he heard this sentence again, the body of Tianhe Ghost finally couldn't help but be shocked and asked, "Take it serious?"

"Of course it's true." Nangong Wuji smiled slightly, and he was a little cunning. "But I advise the hero of Tianhe, it's better not to do this. After Si'er's girl married into the Tang family, she was a member of the Tang family."

The Tianhe Ghost was stagnant again when he heard this and couldn't speak. Of course, he had already thought about revenge with blood and blood, and took the woman's head to avenge the brothers. He almost thought that he had acquiesced to him just now, but this later reminded him that even if Nangong Wuji had acquiesced to him, the Tang family still could not get through that level.

Thousands of miles to rush into the Tang Family Fort and kill a young grandmother of the Tang Family. There are no more people in the world who have the courage and ability. Although the Tianhe Ghost is still confident in his skills, he also knows that he is definitely not one of those people.

"So you understand. All I can give you is my justice." Nangong Wuji said slowly. "If you want your own justice, you either think about it. Ask it in your heart, or do it, or take it from external things. Others will never give you justice."

Tianhe Gui was silent for a while and finally nodded. He said slowly: "Actually, Lord Liu had told me before that justice is in the heart of the people. Although I know that what I insist on is the right way in the world, my brother's tragic death is still a tumultuous block in my heart, so I want to ask Mr. Wuji. Mr. Wuji is willing to make such promises to me, the nameless person, and I am grateful enough. When we come out to the world, we don't believe that one life will be paid for one life. There are also people who have died in vain and my brother over the years. I asked myself that I can't make a clear conscience. What the old man promised can indeed let me see the old man's justice."

"Oh, has the depression in your heart disappeared now?" Nangong Wuji asked.

"It's still not, but I will think slowly and find ways to do it. One day I will figure it out, and maybe one day I will avenge myself."

Nangong Wuji didn't say anything else, just smiled and nodded.

"Please forgive my misconduct, but I do not understand the sage's statement very well." The old man Aguris suddenly spoke.

"Oh, this Mr. Olu can actually speak such fluent Central Plains speech." Nangong Wuji was slightly surprised. "I heard that a family that migrated to the European continent to settle in the previous dynasty seemed to have grown up in foreign countries. Did the gentleman learn from there?"

"No, I learned your language from Mr. Xia. I have to admit that your language is very difficult, even more difficult than dwarf and orc language combined." Old Man Aguris spread his hands. These days, he has followed Xiao Xia to learn Zhongyuan dialect and enter the country quickly, but at this time, the fluent Central Plains Chinese dialect was indeed the old man who was diligent and studious and talented in language. The biggest reason was that Xiao Xia used the spells on him before coming here.

Since seeing the magical arts of Old Man Aguris, Xiao Xia became curious and thought of using the True Talisman of All Things to cast this alien spell to try. However, after trying, it was not satisfactory. The True Talisman of All Things to cast the Taoist Technique of Shenzhou is almost omnipotent, but it is impossible to simulate the magical arts of Euro. No matter how Old Man Aguris demonstrates or how Xiao Xia learns, even if he can simulate 70% or 80%, the most important point is that he is powerless, and the spells he cast are all useless.

This is both unexpected and not surprising. According to the old man Aguris, there are essential differences between divine art and spells on the Euro continent. Although with the improvement and popularization of the magic net, many places gradually use the power of the magic net, they are essentially still driven by the power of the gods to resonate with their own souls. This is also true in the Taoist dynasty of the Shenzhou Province. The Taoist dynasty and the magic of the divine art are completely different. The shaman magic art used by Xidishaman is rough, primitive and barbaric, and the Taoist dynasty of the Central Plains is even more subtle and mysterious. The magic of the Shidharma is difficult to reach in some specific aspects. The magic of the god is to really put all one's mind, soul, soul, and soul into the arms of the true god in order to activate the power of the true god.

The so-called true god in the old man Aguris's words, in the Taoist saying, is the concrete spiritualization of the great way of the laws of heaven and earth in a certain aspect, such as the Wolf God of Xidi. In other words, the art of divine Tao is to completely devote oneself to the torrent of heaven and earth. Only then can it be activated to stimulate this power in the torrent, which is contrary to the fundamental freedom and transcendence of Taoism, and the Supreme Being for Forgetfulness, so the two methods are almost inconsistent. The gods on the real spiritual realm of the Taoist Taoist Taoist are only shaped to gather faith and thoughts. The foundation is still the Taoist Tao, which can be said to be the "pseudo-shen Tao" virtualized by Taoism, and cannot touch the power and true meaning of the laws of heaven and earth, so they were denounced as a false god by the old man Aguris.

However, Xiao Xia felt a vague feeling that the True Talisman of All Things is not really unable to use the art of the Divine Way. Since Zhang Daoling said that this is the manifestation of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, and his master also said something similar. As a part of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, the True Talisman of All Things can still be used. It’s just that his realm is not enough, and he does not have a deep understanding of the Tao and the Tao, and he cannot exert a deeper power of the True Talisman of All Things.

So Xiao Xia did not give up. After thinking about it, he thought of the secret method similar to the initiation method used by the old man Aguris when he first met him. He taught people how to learn words. The level of the magic technique should not be high. It was not difficult, and it seemed that he did not use the power of the true god. In addition, his deepest understanding should be the most suitable breakthrough to try.

After trying this magic technique a few times, and after asking Mr. Aguris to explain it carefully, Xiao Xia really gained something. Speaking of which, this magic technique is actually similar to the Tantric initiation technique. It condenses and gathers his own consciousness and directly pours it into the other person's sea of ​​consciousness, and directly informs the other person of his own knowledge. But this method is easy to do, and people can't help dodging the things that stab in front of him, and the sensitivity and importance of the Lingtai sea of ​​consciousness is even ten times more important than the eyes. Ordinary one-sided divine consciousness is nothing, but the divine consciousness that condenses a lot of knowledge will stimulate the sea of ​​consciousness. Only by relying on the most primitive instinct, people themselves have a sense of resistance. If a spiritual platform is not hurt, they can turn people into idiots directly. The Tantric initiation method is generally used between masters and apprentices, and apprentices' respect for the masters often go from childhood to adulthood.

After decades of cultivation, he would fully receive the initiation. The magic technique used by the old man Aguris was to use the natural desire for light and respect for the sun that gave birth to all things. The image of the old man exuding light that Xiaoxia felt in the sea of ​​consciousness at that time was also the image of the sun god used by Aguris. It was just the technique of concentrating and gathering knowledge. According to the old man Aguris, it was improved and used the power of the magic network. This was naturally a simple way to save effort in the European continent where the magic network existed. However, when he came to the Shenzhou where there was no magic network, the concentrated mental knowledge could not be released, so it was useless to other talents. However, Xiaoxia directly assimilated the mental knowledge and even the entire magic technique with the talisman of all things, and then injured Aguris' soul when he received the knowledge.

After thinking through the joints, Xiao Xia tried to use this spell on Old Man Aguris. Although he still couldn't borrow the power of the divine way, he completely copied the spell of the day and then fed back to the original owner, and he was always more confident. The most difficult thing was how to gather and condense his own knowledge of speech. He failed several times in the intercourse. When he heard that the distinguished guest of Liu Junfeng came, Old Man Aguris asked him to try again. As a result, he succeeded. Even if the condensed divine consciousness was not very complete, plus the foundation of Aguris' previous diligent study, he could finally communicate with people completely smoothly.

"I prefer to use the word 'justice' about justice. As the greatest sage of your country, shouldn't you directly show justice to everyone? Galaxy Warriors, well, I know now that he is Tianhe Warriors, and I already know the unfair treatment he has been treated. Can't you punish the murderer selflessly? Although that is your niece, she did something wrong and should be judged fairly. Although you have many details about Tianhe Warriors that I don't understand, I think you are teaching him to compromise and perfunctory, not to let him pursue truth and justice."

"Justice Truth" Nangong Wuji smiled slightly, chanted these two words, and shook his head. "This Mr. Olu is a man who is eager to be righteous, but I have never considered these things much. As for the things like 'sage' and 'great', I don't know where you heard them. I really can't bear it. Now I am just an old man who teaches in various ways. How dare I preside over justice and truth?"

"How could it be? I have heard of your deeds. It is definitely a great deed that can be recorded in history. The sacrifices and contributions you have made to this empire and all people are unparalleled. The light of your personality makes people in the entire empire sincerely admire them. Who can afford to be great? Didn't you make such great sacrifices for truth and justice? So why don't you use your great reputation to continue working for justice and truth, but instead exile yourself to farm and teach?"

The old man Aguris' voice was anxious and upset, and his face turned slightly red due to excitement. It made Nangong Wuji slightly surprised, and then he laughed: "If it weren't for his expression and voice, I almost thought it was deliberately complimenting, you were saying too much."

“Isn’t it natural to obtain honors and status corresponding to your noble behavior?”

"I never thought I was so noble." Nangong Wuji waved his hand. "I never thought about justice and justice."

"How is that possible? Under what guidance did you accomplish such a great life? Is it the benevolence and righteousness advocated in Confucianism? It is also a way of expression of truth and justice."

"Why do other people need guidance from my own life? If the saints' subtle words and great meanings become rules and regulations that shackle people, what else does it mean?" Nangong Wuji smiled and shook his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into memories. "What's more, when I was in Bailu Academy, I didn't have time to recite any saint classics?"

"That was a time when I was young and frivolous, and I was gambled with a bunch of playboys all day long, and I was still confused with my junior sister. I never felt anything wrong with me. But after being fired by the academy, I was stumbling away for half a year before returning home. I learned that my mother died of illness and my father was so angry that he was paralyzed in bed and could not speak. In addition, there were too many messes I had left outside, and everyone pushed the huge Nangong family. I was about to die and was about to be defeated. At that time, I felt that I was better than to die. But the dignified Nangong family was in a mess and had to die for twenty years. No matter how hard I was to die, I would die vigorously. It was somewhat of a plea for the Nangong family to save myself. At that time, it was just Xidi.

When the south invaded, the Zhao family brothers were busy seeking the throne and plotting against each other. The governors of each state and the aristocratic sects were busy placing bets, and each preserved his strength and was unwilling to block the Xidi. The whole world was in danger. I heard that some passionate heroes of the world came up with the means of fighting for life spontaneously, and they wanted to assassinate the chiefs and shamans of Xidi. With a few hundred ragtag people, they rushed through the army of Wanxidi people and wanted to behead the most powerful shamans and chiefs. This method was like crazy. It was no different from sending death. So I tried every means to ask someone to introduce them to join, thinking that even if the horse corpse was wrapped in a corpse, it would be considered a place to die. I did some useful things that people could remember, which was worthy of the great righteousness of the Confucian Nangong lineage."

"And when I was really caught in the Xidi camp, I realized that it was not what I imagined. The Xidi barbarians and various monsters who were constantly hiding from all sides seemed endless, with their arms, legs, feet, flesh and blood, internal organs flying everywhere, the barbarians' roars and howls and screams from friends around me, it was like hell. I was really scared. Even if I thought about it beforehand that I was coming to die, I was also afraid, thinking about whether I could rush out, and thinking about whether I could kill more barbarians before death. The sword technique I used on weekdays could not use three-point power. With the blessing of shamans' witchcraft, the Xidi barbarians were like monsters, even if they stab dozens of transparent holes, they could fight endlessly. My worst skills were, and I should have been

I am most likely to die in battle, but because of this, I am the youngest and from a famous family. Others protect me intentionally or unintentionally, but I have to hold on until the end. I saw the leader of the Wanxiang Sect next to me with one sword and slashed the Xidi people who wanted to kill me, but was cut into four pieces by the other two Xidi people. The blood and intestines splashed out of me covered my face. Master Wu Ming of Maoshan Sect just wanted to protect me with spells, and was slightly distracted by the shaman's blood evil curse, and he took advantage of the opportunity to get in. His whole body was eroded into a bloody muffle that was invisible. The uncle Red-faced Jun who took care of me the most along the way was swallowed by the demon insects and there were other things, too many, I remember them very clearly, and I can't forget it until now."

"Fortunately, we won in the end. We finally reached the Heaven-Swallowing Blood Evil Realm, which was jointly performed by the three shamans, and the three shamans, including the three shamans. More than half of the shamans in the entire Xidi army were broken and vomited blood and died on the spot, and the rest had no magic power. The slightest part of the shamans took the opportunity to lead us to kill several chiefs and leaders, and finally broke out in blood. I remember that when we set off, we were four hundred.

Fifty-three people, but in the end they rushed out with Xuan Xuanzi Zhenren. There were only 42 people in total, and one ten was not saved. I, the person who was going to die, actually survived well. I said goodbye to everyone, walked alone in the wilderness for half a month, and returned to the capital like a savage. In the past half month, I only wanted to understand one thing. Since I was not dead, I must live well and do something I could do, at least not let the four hundred heroes die in vain."

"The capital is still the same. After the news of the withdrawal of the Xidi people, the Zhao brothers should continue to make trouble. Zhao Lao Er always felt that he was much stronger than the third and fifth brothers, and he should sit on the dragon throne no matter what. Although the third brother was not too big, he knew that the second brother would not have a good end after he sat on the chair, so he could only fight for it with all his strength, and he showed his magical powers openly and secretly. In addition, various forces and major families came to bet on the two brothers, and the whole capital was in chaos. I found an opportunity to meet Zhao Lao Er, and he had a good relationship with me since I was a child. I heard that I went to the West to go to the night and Di Jun came back alive, so I invited me to drink and narrate. After I said a few words to him, I pulled my sword and put it on his neck.

He looked at me stupidly, and was stunned for a long time before saying that I didn't expect you to be such a person. What benefits did the third brother give you? I said that Zhao Laosan didn't give me anything, but I think it would be really impossible for you to fight over the chair again. You two might as well stop sitting. I'll give Lao Wu, who is calm and does not like to mess around. I'll treat you and the third brother, and everyone is good for the whole world of Daqian. Zhao Lao Er doesn't believe it, and he still wants to give me some conditions and tricks. But since I was prepared, I naturally have the means to make him believe it. So I took him to find Lao San, and we talked together all night under the siege of more than a dozen innate masters of the Five Thousand Imperial Guards, and finally they agreed to my opinion and let Lao Wu be the emperor."

"It was said that Lao Wu inherited the throne, and Da Gan finally had a backbone in terms of the name of Da Yi. But I was not relieved. I always felt that it was caused by the Shuntian Sect. After thinking about it carefully, maybe Lao Er was also bewitched by them. At this time, the situation was like a vase that had been stuck with just a piece of fragments, and I really couldn't stand the slightest turmoil. Those people were best at playing tricks behind their backs, but Zhao Lao Wu's foundation was shallow. I had no choice but to invite two friends to protect Lao Zhao. Five and his concubines must at least pass the most dangerous and sensitive time. It’s okay that my two friends are the incarnation of palace maids, but I can’t stay in and out in the palace. What’s more, the Empress is the second sister of the Cui family and the Guifei is the fourth daughter of the Li family. She had some relationships with me in her early years and had never forgotten them. My own personality is the best. Not to mention the language of the outsiders, I am afraid that I will not be able to control it in a long time. After thinking about it, this is also the retribution for the fact that I owe too much debt of love in the past, and I can’t do it and can only castrate myself by wielding my sword.”

"After Zhao Laowu ascended the throne, he was a little calmer on the surface, but the governors of major aristocratic families and sects still acted on their own and offered up each other, and they were still a mess. If Xidi was slightly invaded south again, he would be equally powerless to resist. I could only do my best to reorganize the Shadow Shirt Guard while mediating and reconciling among all parties. With the identity of a famous family, everyone would give me some face, as well as the secret help of Xuan Xuanzi and the seniors who survived that night, finally slowly eased the situation and settled the situation. Before I knew it, I had been here for decades. I was old and even tired, so I threw my burden back to rest."

"That's it. From the beginning to the end, I never thought about the teachings of the saints of justice and justice, but just did those things naturally. As for the various high hats that others gave me, I felt inexplicable. I really can't afford to be a wise man, nor do I want to be a wise man. I just did something that deserves my conscience. I think in essence, it may be no different from an old farmer who worked hard all his life to maintain the life of a family." To be continued.

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