I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The area has been cleaned.

Duanmu Liuli moved her hand.

The two brothers didn't set off immediately; after all, they needed to figure out where their destination was first.

Boss Jiang displayed admirable leadership, remaining calm in the face of danger and demonstrating his exceptional abilities to locate the target.

History doesn’t repeat itself, but it often rhymes.

When Pei Yunxi was kidnapped, he and Liao Xiangdong rushed to her aid from afar, and this time, it seems they have come to the same crossroads again.

However, this time the "kidnappers" are far more terrifying than the infamous young prince!
She's supposed to be a leader of the martial arts world, yet she claims to be one.

If you have any complaints, take them out on yourself.

What kind of hero brings disaster upon their family?

"Brother, don't worry too much. I believe my sister isn't the kind of person who's completely unreasonable. She probably won't do anything to Sister Shurui."

The Martial Saint shared the burden, sitting beside him, trying his best to share the stress, comfort him, and provide psychological support.

“Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. My sister is the kind of person who values ​​rules the most.”

He knows his older sister quite well.

But can this person, who is usually an optimist, remain optimistic this time?

His tense expression said it all.

Lan Peizhi does indeed follow the rules.

But what the Martial Saint didn't know was that this problem was exceptionally complex, and his sister Shurui had not suffered an undeserved calamity.

There's a saying in officialdom.

Sitting in this position means accepting the corresponding responsibilities; you can't just enjoy the benefits.

"You should stay at home."

"Do not."

The Martial Saint strongly objected, "Brother, I've made a mess of this, how can I run away? I'll go with you, we'll go together and die together."

Silly boy.

It was just a joke, how could it possibly make your sister so angry?

However, his sentiments still brought some comfort to someone's heavy heart.

Someone raised their hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go away, I'm worried your sister will beat you to death."

This is not an exaggeration.

This is a matter for adults.

If a child gets involved, there's a good chance he might actually get his leg broken.

The Martial Saint held back for a moment, but couldn't help himself and whispered, "Brother, if you go, won't my sister beat you to death?"

"..."

Mr. Jiang remained silent.

Faced with the enraged Blood Guanyin, his mediocre skills were no different from those of a martial saint.

"How about we take Sister Liuli with us?"

The Martial Saint's gaze fell on Duanmu Liuli, who had finished cleaning.

He was unaware of it.

In fact, the person who thought the problem lay with them was also kept in the dark.

He was the culprit, undeniably, but the Taoist nun who delivered the imperial seal played a crucial role in escalating the conflict.

A tree lives by its bark, and a person lives by their face.

What did she say when she delivered the imperial seal last time?
It's like forcibly wiping away all the makeup from a girl's face.

Do you think they're going crazy?

Unfortunately.

The Martial Saint didn't know.

Jiang Chen didn't know.

Even the Taoist nun herself didn't know.

Therefore, she did not feel guilty. She noticed the Martial Saint's gaze and probably heard his mutterings, but she did not refuse.

Remaining silent at this point is tantamount to acquiescence.

Taoism does not emphasize compassion, but it does emphasize cause and effect.

We eat other people's food, live in other people's houses, and wear other people's clothes; we can't just stand by and do nothing.

"I'll go alone."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his tone resolute and firm.

They've already gone too far; bringing in a Taoist nun would only add fuel to the fire.

"Brother, what if my sister can't control herself? She was really scary just now."

The Martial Saint quickly emphasized, appealing to the interests of the matter, "If you take Sister Liuli with you, at least there will be an extra layer of protection if something really happens."

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

If what he wanted was "insurance," then he could stop with Pei Yunxi's mission. The wealth the system had provided was enough to support a carefree and wealthy life, as long as he didn't squander it recklessly.

You think it's your own choice, but if you feel it carefully, you'll discover the push from fate.

But the push of fate is irresistible.

Jiang Chen's gaze also fell on the pure and holy Taoist nun, and the words he uttered almost made both of them burst out laughing.

"Is there a quick way to master a divine skill? It's time to come to the rescue in this emergency."

"..."

"..."

Silence fell instantly.

They really are persistent.

Black lines seemed to appear on Duanmu Liuli's smooth and full forehead.

What time is it?

They're still having this kind of idea.

Now I think I can understand why he was able to accomplish such great things.

Such a persistent person should succeed in whatever they do.

"You don't have the innate talent or ability."

This time, Duanmu Liuli did not ignore it directly, but chose to explain.

The meaning is very simple.

In layman's terms, it means—it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's that you can't learn it.

Jiang Chen definitely understood, "How do you know I don't have talent if you don't teach me?"

Duanmu Liuli quieted down.

The Martial Saint swallowed hard, and out of a sense of objectivity and impartiality, he decided to interject.

Having aspirations is not a bad thing.

However, if the goal is unrealistic, it is wiser to give up as soon as possible.

"Brother, maybe what Sister Liuli said is true. Like... even if someone is stupid, can't they learn calculus by the age of 14? I'm 15 years old, and I don't even know what calculus is."

"..."

Mr. Jiang turned his head to the side, then remained expressionless.

What this kid said was very vivid.

That's just wishful thinking.

It's not like making a movie or writing a novel where the protagonist accidentally falls into a cave or a grotto and finds a peerless secret manual that he can learn instantly.

The martial arts techniques and skills were indeed not made public.

However, the ultimate secrets of human civilization have never been hidden.

Anyone can find the equations for nuclear bombs, hydrogen bombs, and intercontinental ballistic missiles.

Study.

Why not learn it?

Don't you want to experience the thrill of hand-rubbing mushrooms?
Boss Jiang is a top student, so he can better understand the wisdom behind the Martial Saint's words.

He's probably one of the smarter people in the vast human race, but what about teaching him how to make nuclear bombs?

If he truly possessed that ability, he wouldn't have needed the system's assistance; he would have been recruited by the government long ago to serve his country.

Confidence is indeed essential.

But we must also face ourselves squarely.

Don't fucking say that a slow bird can make up for its lack of talent by starting early and working hard; that's bullshit.

Not only in academics, but in all walks of life, as long as it's a technical job, not something you can do just by having hands and feet, it all comes down to talent.

"Why don't you just say it directly?"

Jiang Chen looked at Duanmu Liuli and sighed. It seemed that he had finally come to terms with reality and given up his ambition to become a grandmaster.

Although it's regrettable, I'm not discouraged.

I was born to be useful.

No one is perfect, as we all eat grains and cereals.

Even if you asked a Taoist nun to learn calculus, Jiang Chen was certain she would have a hard time passing.

"Brother, you should think twice before you act."

The Martial Saint was deeply worried.

"Is violence the most powerful force in the world? No, it is love. Love knows no bounds. The ultimate martial art is not about the weapon, but about restraint. She is full of martial virtue, so I will use love to influence her."

Jiang Chen said softly.

The Martial Saint was jolted awake, his whole body trembling violently.

Even Duanmu Liuli's expression froze.

Boss Jiang slowly exhaled, and at that moment it seemed as if a radiant glow emanated from his head, and his physical body achieved a state of spiritual enlightenment. (End of Chapter)