Lord of the Desert

Chapter 142 Hesitating
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the bluestone slabs, like bamboos beating a dulcimer.

Ting Haige was left far behind.

The carriage is spacious, and a bean light jumps on the low table, casting two shadows on the two walls of the carriage.

"This time, Bu Tianze sent me a letter. I didn't inform the family immediately. I didn't deliberately conceal it."

Hong Fan said.

"There are really some things I haven't figured out yet."

A few faces away, Hong Jian nodded.

He completely believed what the bastard said.

Although Hong Fan is busy with cultivation and has no specific deacons, his status in the clan has already surpassed Hong Ming and Hong Wei, and is almost on par with Hong Wu and Hong Li.

As for prestige, it is even more so.

That's right.

The sun and the middle are dizzy, which is the principle of the eternity of heaven and earth.

Although the older generation of Hunranjing still have a lot of longevity, their martial arts potential has long been exhausted, and the actual combat power of Hong Li is even decreasing year by year.

And Hong Fan is like rising to the rising sun, and he is still far from seeing the peak.

Now, no one in the clan has the right or ability to force Hong Fan to do what he doesn't want to do.

So since he didn't say anything, he must be undecided in his heart.

Silence continued for a moment.

Hong Jian just waited quietly.

In the end, it was Hong Fan who spoke up.

"Bu Tianze's jade pendant represents a road, and also represents his concern and urging."

"He hoped that I would formally join the Qizuo Supervisor and study the "Tianji Code"."

When he met Wen Zhongguan for the first time, Hong Fan knew that he had to make a choice in the future.

It's just that at that time, his cultivation base was still shallow and his reputation was not far away, so he could temporarily put it aside and wait and see.

But now is the time.

Hong Fan looked up at Hong Jian.

The latter's dark pupils reflected the candlelight, as if a fire was burning inside.

"The Code of Secrets, I have seen it before."

Hong Jian replied.

"The upper limit is the elementary level of Yuan Magnetic, which is very effective in limb control."

"I remember that the precision of the fine steel parts polished by Master Qian can reach one-thirtieth of an inch, which is far more than that of strength-level fighters who practice other martial arts."

"Yes."

As the carriage rolled up and down, Hong Fan watched the dancing flames.

"The "Tianji Code" is very ordinary in terms of combat, but it is the second-grade martial art, which can achieve Yuanci."

"I heard that the master delivered a message to me on behalf of Zhuang Liren."

"As long as I go to Xijing and work full-time in Qizuojian, he will help me search for Zhuanlun Dan and teach martial arts in person."

When he said this, his voice was difficult and a little difficult to speak.

It doesn't matter whether it's soul wear, or how it's been for two generations, Hong Fan's surname is Hong after all in this life, and he has also taken root in the Hong family.

No matter how bad the Yanliu kung fu is, it is still the Hong family's family martial arts.

"Asura Sect's Lunlun Pills are rare and expensive."

Hong Jian had heard of this elixir.

The production of "Sura Sect", one of the four major martial arts sects in the world, can reduce the loss of true energy when warriors switch to San Gong.

"The Zhuanlun Pill seems to have a requirement for the true energy attribute?"

he asked.

"Yes, Zhuanlun Pill can reduce the loss of Sangong transfer from [-]% to [-]% to less than half, but it can't convert the opposite attribute of true energy."

Hong Fan replied.

"Yanliu Gong is a fire attribute, and Tianji Code is a non-attribute, so there is no conflict."

"But Yanliu Jin and Sand World can cooperate very well."

"After switching to the Tianji Code, all the killing methods I developed had to be shelved."

The carriage thumped and turned out of Anning Street.

Hong Jian has fully understood the dilemma of the concubine.

The fork in the road before the latter's eyes is a broad road.

There is no need to worry about insufficient martial arts resources when a famous teacher teaches the second-grade martial arts.

In the conceivable future, Hong Fan might become the Great Supervisor, or maybe become the Sage of Art.

In his possible lifespan of more than a hundred years, there will be endless glory and wealth, and the fate of countless people can be decided with one word.

Of course, this will also be his upper limit.

Qi Zuojian is no different from a company in another world, and it is not possible to return to freedom after resigning.

And if Hong Fanruo refuses the olive branch of being a prisoner, the road ahead will be full of ups and downs and hardships.

Hong Jian thought for a moment, then spoke.

"Yanliu Kungfu is the third grade, the highest level of innate talent."

He didn't express any attitude.

"The realm is decisive to the combat power and lifespan of a warrior."

"Tianji Dian directly refers to Yuanci, no matter how good it is, it is far superior to any third- and fourth-rank martial arts."

"But I think, you really don't want to switch to the Tianji Code?"

Hong Jian asked suddenly, looking directly at Hong Fan.

"I do have concerns."

Hong Fan replied.

"What are you worried about?"

Hong Jian asked.

"Are you worried about the bondage of the prison?"

He gave the answer before the concubine could reply.

"Qi Zuo Jian can control a lot of resources and have unlimited power, but he is coerced by the imperial court with the code of secrets, and the highest martial arts can only reach the Yuan Magnetic Realm."

"And you want to go further..."

Hong Jian looked at his son who was not close at all, and slowly expressed the latter's true thoughts.

"Heavenly Man, Martial Saint, and even further away."

Hong Fan opened his mouth, but stopped talking—it was the first time he heard Hong Jian say so much.

Among the high-level people in Jinhai City, there are those who know little things, and those who are exquisite.

Hong Jian has always been regarded as dull and dull.

But tonight, in this little carriage, it was the Patriarch of the Hong family who saw through his thoughts that he had never uttered.

Hong Fan didn't reply.

He has always been reluctant to speak out before things are done.

In the year 2000 of the human race, there are only less than a hundred martial saints.

Among them, the difficulty is far higher than being the president or prime minister of a country in the previous life.

"I know you are not a frivolous person."

Hong Jian lowered his eyes and continued.

"But advancing the upper limit of a martial art will be more difficult than you imagine, especially the big levels like Xiantian and Yuanci."

"Every deduction is a risk."

"Once it fails, injury is inevitable, and life may not be necessarily."

"Many talented people are invincible when they are young, and they are often martial sages and heavenly people, and so on. 99 out of [-] will not reach the Yuan Magnetic Realm until they die."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Hong Jian was waiting for Hong Fan's answer.

After a long while, when the carriage turned another intersection and approached the gate of Hong Mansion, Hong Fan finally spoke.

"Maybe it's so ambitious, maybe it's ridiculous..."

"But I don't want to be trapped in the atmosphere in this life!"

He answered quickly, resolutely, and decisively.

On the low table, the Dou Da's light suddenly jumped, and there was a momentary momentum of starting a prairie fire.

"Okay, then don't go to prison."

Hong Jian nodded slightly, and a very shallow smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he made a serious promise.

"Wait a little longer, I will give you an explanation."

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Five days later, February 25.

The lights are flickering, the night is dim.

Jinhai Li's family, the patriarch's study.

"We have a reply this afternoon."

Xiao Shisan put one hand on the back of the chair, his posture was presumptuous, but his expression was as tense as a bow.

"Bu Tianze is still in Hezhou, and the letter to the Hong family boy is just a letter."

"It's just that Gong Heng left for Tongguang yesterday, so he can't move Hong Jian for a while."

He pressed the palm of his hand against the wooden table, using his nails to tear off a piece of lacquer leather.

"I always feel like someone is aware of our presence."

"The material storage warehouse of the Qizuo Supervisor, the armory warehouse of the City Defense Department, the granary of the City Guard Mansion...all of them are heavily guarded, and they are not the same as they were a few months ago."

"On the big picture, the entire Jinhai City is actually a little loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and it seems to be secretly on guard."

"At a time like this, if you do something forcefully, don't say that you can't destroy it. Even if you set it on fire, it won't burn too much. It will only scare the snake."

After he finished speaking, the three members of the Li family who were sitting opposite him, except Li Heming, were obviously fidgeting.

"It's nothing more than they discovered the blood essence of the dragon descendant, which aroused a certain degree of vigilance."

Xiao Twelve, who was sitting next to his brother, noticed the change in the atmosphere and spoke with a smile.

"The things just mentioned are not unimportant, but they are just icing on the cake."

"You don't have to worry about the snake man."

He leaned back in the chair, his whole body relaxed.

"Some things are okay to say now."

"We made a contract with a silver-scale god son, and the consideration has been paid."

"After March, an elite private army under the command of the silver-scaled animal will be stationed in the north of the Jinhai Desert, led by two generals of the Five Rituals."

Xiao Twelve further explained.

"When the weather gets warmer, no matter how prepared this side is, as long as we send out a signal, they will go south immediately."

PS: I took half a tartaric acid last night and still didn't sleep well, so the update is late today.

(End of this chapter)