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The world of Tian Long Ba Bu.
After reading the world books of the other three, Xiao Feng remained speechless for a long time, completely shocked.
It turns out that all the myriad worlds truly exist, and the world I inhabit is merely a drop of water in the ocean.
Upon seeing Yang Guang's evaluation, Xiao Feng could only manage a wry smile.
He had a sudden thought and replied in the group.
"Brother Yang, you are too kind. Xiao Feng is ashamed and dares not aspire to the throne, lest he become an unfaithful and unfilial person!"
The education Xiao Feng received at Shaolin Temple during his childhood had a profound impact on him. At that time, Confucianism was on the rise, and the concepts of the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues firmly bound people's thinking.
How many people dare to dream of becoming the ruler of the world?
Even though Song Jiang of Liangshan caused a great stir, it was only to get the imperial court to grant him amnesty; he never intended to rebel and become emperor.
Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness are deeply ingrained in their bones.
This is a moral bottom line, and has nothing to do with one's perspective.
Dongfang Bai: "Xiao Feng... I seem to have heard of him. Are you the ninth leader of the Beggars' Sect during the Song Dynasty?"
As the leader of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, the most powerful sect in the world, Dongfang Bai naturally had a thorough understanding of all the sects.
The Beggars' Sect was once the largest sect in the world. Although it had declined by the time of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Dongfang Bai did not underestimate it.
At this moment, upon examining Xiao Feng's fate, she discovered that it was exactly the same as the historical records of the Beggars' Sect in her world.
Could it be that their two worlds are actually different time periods of the same world?
Dongfang Bai was filled with doubts.
Xiao Feng: "The former Song Dynasty? Has the Song Dynasty perished? I did spend some time in the Beggars' Sect before, but now I am just a stray dog, unworthy of the title of leader of the Eastern Cult!"
Duan Lang: "Brother Yang is right. Brother Xiao, you are too old-fashioned. Why don't we just rebel against the Song Dynasty?"
Xiao Feng: "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I need to calm down and sort out my thoughts before making any plans later!"
Xiao Feng chose to escape reality, not wanting to think about those distant topics.
He sighed, glanced around, and thought about the Book of Destiny. Duan Zhengchun was not his enemy, but he had fled with his subordinates because of Azhu's sister, Azi, who had betrayed him.
Meanwhile, the thief who caused him to mistakenly kill A'Zhu, Kang Min, the wife of the former deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, was at Ma Dayuan's house in Xinyang City.
"Very well. This woman first exposed my true identity, and then caused me to accidentally kill A'Zhu, all to avenge me for not even glancing at her back then. Such a dissolute and shameless person deserves to die!"
Xiao Feng's mind raced with thoughts, and he made up his mind to find a way to ruin Kang Min's reputation.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw his reflection in the lake under the moonlight. Without A'Zhu's company, he was all alone, desolate and lonely.
A pang of sadness struck me, but then I remembered the chat group and the possibility of reviving A'Zhu someday.
As Xiao Feng pondered, a surge of heroic spirit arose within him, and he unleashed a palm strike. The force of the blow sent the lake water scattering and splashing, shattering the reflection in the water into fragments.
After letting out a long howl, he stepped away from Little Mirror Lake.
Before long, following his memory, Xiao Feng found the home of the late Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggars' Clan. He hid behind a tree and observed the surrounding situation.
As evening fell, the Ma family's house was a three-courtyard complex. The rest of the house was dark except for a faint yellow light coming from the window of the east wing, which was completely silent.
Xiao Feng leaped lightly into the courtyard and took two steps to reach the window of the east wing.
It was already deep winter, and the weather turned cold early. Xinyang was located in the Central Plains, where it was freezing cold. The Ma family had nailed a layer of wooden boards to the outside of their windows for insulation.
Xiao Feng waited for a moment and heard a gust of north wind howling in from the north. Just as the wind was about to hit the window, he gently pushed out his palm. The force of his palm and the wind struck the wooden board outside the window at the same time. With a crack, the wooden board split open, and even the window paper inside was torn with a crack.
Looking through the crack, Xiao Feng saw that, just as the Book of Destiny had said, Duan Zhengchun, dressed in a short coat and a small hat, was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding a wine cup, and smiling as he looked at a beautiful woman sitting sideways on the kang table.
The woman was dressed in plain white clothes, with a light touch of makeup on her face. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring-like charm, and her pair of watery eyes seemed to be about to drip water. She glanced at Duan Zhengchun with a half-smile and a half-scolding look. She was none other than Madam Kang Min, the widow of Ma Dayuan.
"What a pair of adulterers!"
Unlike the original story, Xiao Feng would not listen to the love and hate outside the window. He shouted loudly, cleaved open the window with a palm, rushed in, and struck first, striking the pressure points on both of them.
"Chief Qiao, you...you're here to kill me?"
Duan Zhengchun trembled all over and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Lord Duan, you are A'Zhu's father. I will not make things difficult for you. I am here today to settle accounts with Madam Ma. Please remain silent!"
After saying that, Xiao Feng also silenced Duan Zhengchun by pressing his acupoints, and replied calmly, "I am Xiao Feng, a Khitan. As for the title of Chief Qiao, let's not mention it!"
Xiao Feng reached out and a golden token appeared three inches from his palm, emanating a mysterious and unpredictable aura.
He unleashed a burst of true energy, and the token emitted a beam of light that fell upon the two of them, illuminating them from head to toe, before being withdrawn.
Then, lines of writing appeared on the token.
Duan Zhengchun: Good deeds: 12 points, bad deeds: 8 points
[Kang Min, Good Deeds: 0 points, Bad Deeds: 84 points]
Duan Zhengchun's column was white, while Kang Min's column was a deep, almost purple red, giving off an incredibly eerie vibe.
Xiao Feng was greatly surprised when he saw this.