Chapter 127: 98, The 100 -year silence, the show of divinity!_l
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Two years later.
In the 122nd year of the Martial Arts Calendar, there was another dry grave behind Li Yueming’s courtyard.
From then on.
Everyone he cared about in this world had entered the tomb.
After burying all his old friends, Li Yueming became even more silent.
Looking at the barren land and the withered old tree in the courtyard, he tilted his head and fell into deep thought.
In the end.
He finally came back to his senses.
Li Yueming began to decorate the dilapidated courtyard.
He shoveled the weeds and plowed the land that his mother had planted before.
On the other side of the courtyard, a new persimmon tree was planted where Ye Nanyuan used to plant persimmon trees.
After a series of repairs and repairs.
The originally lifeless courtyard finally had life again.
At this moment.
Li Yueming did not remove the disguise on his face.
Therefore, he still acted as an old man.
A neighbor saw this and asked in confusion, “Isn’t this the old courtyard of the martial god’s family? Who are you?”
Li Yueming turned his head and smiled. “The God of Martial Arts went out to sea. Before he left, he asked me to look after his courtyard!””
The neighbor heaved a sigh of relief.
After all, although no one dared to enter this small courtyard usually.
However, it still held a lot of weight in the hearts of many residents of Qingdu Port.
When he suddenly saw an old man cleaning the room, he couldn’t help but ask.
The two of them chatted for a while, and the neighbor left after getting an explanation.
At this point.
Li Yueming planted all kinds of fruits and vegetables in the vegetable field left by his cheap mother, and re-raised livestock in the abandoned pigsty and chicken pen.
His mind was no longer thinking about anything related to martial arts.
Instead, he looked like an ordinary old man.
They began to live a life of planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
In the blink of an eye, another twenty years passed.
The Qingdu Empire was no longer at its peak, and various problems had appeared in the country.
However, this was not the most important thing.
Most importantly, the Free State’s warship and aircraft carrier fleet was getting stronger and stronger.
The technology of Qingdu Port was already lagging behind decades ago.
Although the high-level research institute had been working hard to develop the seventh-generation warship, the gap between them and the Free State was
SLIII growing.
On the battlefield above the sea.
This year, the Qingdu Empire was in a state of complete defeat. The territorial waters and the range of activity of warships were suppressed again and again.
The Free State’s fleet would soon reach the capital of the dynasty.
For a time, the court was in a state of chaos.
Some people stood in the main seat, some discussed peace, and some advocated moving the capital.
All kinds of messy arguments were quarreling.
If it wasn’t for Han Bufan’s status and power, he would have been able to suppress them.
The world was probably in chaos by now.
One day.
A middle-aged man in his fifties found the courtyard.
Looking at the white-haired old man in the courtyard, Han Bufan’s expression was close to horror.
In the past.
Han Bufan didn’t even panic when the warships of the foreigners from the Free State sailed near Qingdu Port.
But now, looking at the white-haired old man in front of him.
Han Bufan panicked for the first time.
Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to recognize Li Yueming.
However, Han Bufan was Li Yueming’s eldest disciple.
His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Martial Saint Realm.
How could he not recognize that this incomparably plain old man in front of him was his master?
He looked at his old master in front of him.
Han Bufan was completely stunned.
After all, they were both Martial Saints, and he was still young and healthy.
There was no reason for Li Yueming to be so old.
After the shock.
Han Bufan had a complicated expression. After a while, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.”Disciple Wandie. ”
After Han Bufan regained his senses, his first reaction was that Li Yueming had failed to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.
After all, there had been rumors that Li Yueming was trying to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.
However, as time passed, there was still no news from Li Yueming.
Many people now jumped out and felt that the rumors were false.
Only a core member like Han Bufan knew that this was true.
About a hundred years ago, his master was already trying to figure out the realm above the Martial Saint Realm.
But now, looking at Li Yueming’s old and decrepit face, he was shocked.
Other than the failure to break through to the Martial Saint realm, which led to problems with his martial arts foundation.
Han Bufan couldn’t think of any other possibility.
He looked at the disciple he was proud of in front of him.
Li Yueming was lost in his memories.
Ever since Fu Xiaorou died of exhaustion and Li Yueming didn’t come out to preside over her funeral…
The group of disciples did not pay him any more visits.
However, he had never taken the initiative to explain.
After all, if explanations were useful, there would not be so many estrangement between people.
Therefore, he had no choice.
This was the first time Li Yueming saw his disciple after decades.
He was more mature and stable than he remembered, and his strength had also improved.
He waved his hand, signaling Han Bufan to stand up.
Li Yueming put the hoe down and said,””What is it?”
Han Bufan glanced at Li Mingyue and lowered his head: “Now that the officials of Qingdu Port are colluding with each other, and there are signs of the rise of aristocratic families in the martial world, I would like to ask Master how to deal with them!”
Li Yueming frowned. After thinking for a moment, he said, “”1 can’t manage the affairs of Qingdu Port forever, and…. Don’t you already have an idea? Just do it
according to your idea!”