Chapter 338 Beiming Of course Lan Feixue didn't trust Shanwei, he thought it was too much of a Feixue didn't quite believe that having a friend was like being free, or that one was sad when a friend died. Even if it was true, Lan Feixue would think it was fake. Planning for the worst possible scenario is the reason why Lan Feixue was able to escape with his life. After killing Si Kou the day before yesterday, the group of idiots had a lucky mentality. He was the only one who was ready to escape, and he was almost caught up. If he hadn't had an accomplice getting in the way, he wouldn't be in such a mess! The wounds on his body were not caused by Sikou, but by fighting with his companions. He killed his companions and took advantage of their confusion to escape from Sikou's pursuit. Aren’t companions meant to be exploited and betrayed? Friends, aren’t they just stepping stones? After he traveled through time, he went to school for several years, enduring simple elementary school knowledge and childish classmates, just to learn the training methods and principles of martial arts. After learning martial arts, he decisively gave up studying it, began to create martial arts on his own, and looked for like-minded people. go to school?
In his opinion, it was a waste of time. What knowledge could one learn from books? He understands all the knowledge in books! The new Jianghu had just been established, so naturally there were people who were dissatisfied with it. Using these people, he created a book called "Northern Divine Art" based on the martial arts novels of his previous life and the idealistic concept of martial arts in Jianghu. Just like in the novel, "The Divine Art of the North Sea" is a martial art that absorbs other people's true energy and turns it into one's own true energy. As for how it was created, it was just a matter of tricking a few more people into practicing it and making a few more versions. Those who have mastered it become his followers and have complete faith in his wisdom. Those who fail are nothing but cannon fodder on the road to success and are not worth mentioning. Relying on the "Northern Divine Art" and his own ideas, Lan Feixue secretly developed an organization. According to his idea, the organization is now in the stage of accumulating strength. Once their ideas spread throughout the world, they can develop more like-minded people and thus change the world bit by bit. As a result, the fools of Free Heaven were full of big mouths and made a huge fuss. Even the damn Sikou came to the door! It's really true that he is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything! After leaving the cave, Lan Feixue took remote paths, hiding during the day and coming out at night, heading towards the outside of Yongzhou. The further you go from Yongzhou, the fewer people there are and the colder the weather becomes, even to the point of snowing. When passing by a farm, Lan Feixue knocked on the door and said, "Is anyone there? Can I stay overnight?" As soon as I knocked on the door, it creaked open. This is the good thing about the new world: no one picks up things on the road and no one locks their doors at night. "Who is it?" A tall man with white hair, a very weathered look, and a seemingly uncultivated figure came out. "My dear hero, I am Lan Xue, a traveling scholar passing by. It is snowing heavily and I would like to stay overnight. I hope you can accommodate me." Lan Feixue said. In the new Jianghu, people call each other heroes. The white-haired man looked at the sky where snow was falling, and when he saw the visitor named after snow, he forced a smile on his weathered face and said, "Since it is fate, come in!" Lan Feixue followed him into the farm and saw that the yard was very clean, with bacon and cured fish hanging on the kitchen table.
When I entered the house, it was also tidy. Although there was nothing valuable, everything was in order. The white-haired man motioned for Lan Feixue to sit down, then poured him a pot of hot water from an enamel pot and said, "I don't drink tea much." "It's so cold, it would be nice to have a cup of hot water. May I know your name, hero?" Lan Feixue said as she took the teacup. "As for me... I'm probably a loser. My name is not important. Just call me Lao Zhan." The white-haired man said with a story. "Brother Zhan, nice to meet you." Lan Feixue said with a fist. This Lao Deng didn't give his name and called himself a loser. He's probably a down-and-out person, so I can hint at it. Who knows, we might even become like-minded people. Lan Feixue thought about this and said, "Brother Zhan, why should you be discouraged? The new Jianghu emphasizes fairness. Why don't you work hard and start over?" "Oh? Do you know why I didn't work hard?" The white-haired man looked at Lan Feixue with interest and said. "Forgive me for being so presumptuous." Lan Feixue clasped her fists and said, "I can sense the loneliness in Brother Zhan's tone. The new Jianghu emphasizes fairness everywhere, but there are still people like Brother Zhan who laugh at themselves as losers." "It can be seen that the new world is not fair!" said Lan Feixue. “Actually, the new Jianghu is not bad.” The white-haired man shook his head and said, “Just because I’m a loser doesn’t mean the new Jianghu is unfair.” Lan Feixue didn't expect the white-haired man to say good things about Xin Jianghu. As a loser, shouldn't you criticize Xin Jianghu? "Could it be that Brother Zhan's failure was caused by the old underworld?" Lan Feixue asked tentatively. "The old Jianghu..." the white-haired man said, "The old Jianghu is all in the past, why are you talking about him?" It was obvious that the white-haired man didn't want to talk about this topic with Lan Feixue at all. "Young man, where did you study from?" the white-haired man asked back. "I have graduated from junior high school. Since I didn't get into high school, I wanted to go out and have a look." Lan Feixue said. In fact, he didn't even graduate from junior high school or finish elementary school. But he finished junior high school in his previous life, so there is nothing wrong with saying that he graduated from junior high school. "Oh? Come out for a walk?" The white-haired man looked at Lan Feixue. He had already noticed that something was wrong with Lan Feixue. After graduating from junior high school, instead of studying hard or working, you just go out and wander around? Why are you leaving? Where do you want to go? This boy has a story! Looking at this young man again, although his cultivation is weak, his behavior is quite mature. It can be seen that he has been in the martial arts world for a long time. The young man even wants to ask him questions? Are there still such young men in the new world? The white-haired man looked at him and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. I am just a loser in life, but I am not a fool." Hearing the white-haired man's reveal, Lan Feixue was not panicked at all. He had faced many such situations before. He had already noticed that the white-haired man was not a supporter of the New Jianghu, so he asked, "Brother Zhan, have you ever heard of the Heavenly Dao?" "Heaven's Way? Which Heaven's Way?" said the white-haired man. "It's the natural law of survival of the fittest!" Lan Feixue said. "So you, young man, are one of their people!" said the white-haired man, "I know the Way of Freedom."
"They wanted to pull me into this organization a few days ago." Lan Feixue said: "It seems that Brother Zhan didn't agree!" If she agreed, Lan Feixue would not meet him here. "Yes, I think they are a little crazy." said the white-haired man. I was sick, and I was not in good condition when I wrote these chapters.
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