My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Luo Hong returned safely to Luo Mansion.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Little Douhua Yao Jing in a light yellow dress standing in the middle of the yard looking forward to it.

Seeing the figures of Zhao Donghan and Luo Hong, Xiao Douhua, whose eyes were red from crying, was relieved, and a bright smile appeared on her pretty face that had been worrying and blaming herself all night.

It's good that the son is fine.

Luo Hong didn't say hello to her. He looked around the yard. Butler Chen and his younger sister Luo Xiaoxiao were not there. Obviously, only Xiao Douhua was there to welcome him back.

The little girl probably couldn't bear it anymore and went to sleep. As for Butler Chen, Luo Hong fell into deep thought.

Thinking of Steward Chen's calm appearance when he was arrested, perhaps, his ability to return safely this time has a lot to do with Steward Chen.

He couldn't figure out what was going on with Butler Chen.

Forget it, it's late at night, don't bother Uncle Chen anymore.

Luo Hong shook his head.

He glanced at Zhao Donghan, Old Zhao, come with me to the study.

Zhao Donghan nodded muffled.

When the two came to the study, the maid lit the lamp, and the dark study gradually became brighter.

The yamen's arrester said you were an advanced martial artist?

Luo Hong sat on the grand teacher's chair, found a comfortable position, lay down lazily, and asked.

Zhao Donghan stood upright, the scar on his face squirming slightly.

Yes.

The voice was a little dull, and it seemed that he was unwilling to tell.

Luo Hong, however, was intrigued. He didn't expect that there was a practitioner beside him.

Can you tell me?

Luo Hong asked somewhat curiously.

Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong, and found that Luo Hong's face was full of curiosity, which made him extremely entangled in his heart, because he promised Steward Chen not to say it easily.

Just when Zhao Donghan was struggling, suddenly, a voice seemed to be compressed into a thin line, and it was transmitted to his ears, like mosquitoes and flies.

Young master also has practice, so tell me, it's all right.

A faint voice, no emotional fluctuations can be heard.

Zhao Donghan's eyes lit up, and he raised his head in surprise. It was Steward Chen's voice.

Afterwards, he also looked at Luo Hong in astonishment, Young Master...have you cultivated?

Was it taught by Butler Chen?

If so, Zhao Donghan can inform without burden.

Young master, Lao Zhao, I am indeed an entry-level martial arts cultivator, an eighth-rank martial arts cultivator, and an iron bone realm.

Zhao Donghan said.

Bapin?

When Luo Hong heard this, his eyes froze immediately.

Ninth-rank Wuxiu is at the copper skin level, but ten nine-rank copper skins may not be able to defeat eighth-rank iron bones.

Zhao Donghan said somewhat proudly.

In the Great Xia Army, a martial artist with an eighth-rank iron bone can be a centurion!

Luo Hong took a deep breath, that is to say... Ten Luo Hongs are as good as one Zhao Donghan?

What about the eighth grade?

Luo Hong asked.

Above the eighth rank is the seventh rank, and the seventh rank of martial arts is the violent blood realm... If you go up and down, you only know the rank, not the realm.

With Steward Chen's approval, Zhao Donghan did not hide anything.

Copper skin, iron bone, violent blood... This is the division of Wuxiu's realm, and this is the first time Luo Hong knows it.

Besides martial arts, are there other ways of cultivation? Luo Hong asked, leaning on the grand teacher's chair, his eyes flickering.

This is just Luo Hong's tentative inquiry.

However, Zhao Donghan's answer surprised him.

Yes, there are many systems of practice in the world. Although Wuxiu is the most widely practiced, Wuxiu is the lowest.

Luo Hong sat upright.

Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong, and continued: In addition to martial arts, there are generally three types of practice systems in the world, namely Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism. These three are generally recognized systems. Of course,

It is popular without martial arts.

In addition to this, there is another kind of sword repair. It was originally a kind of martial arts system, but it became independent later, and it is not weaker than the four major systems.

This practice knowledge seemed to open the door to a new world for Luo Hong.

Luo Hong has never been able to touch the extraordinary power of this world, but now, he has a general vague understanding.

Thousands of years ago, the consciousness of practice was very vague. The powerful existence of the three major systems of Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism created the ranks of practice together and divided practice into nine specific ranks. Wuxiu also borrowed this division method later, of course. , and other small systems have also learned this way.”

So, in today's world, practice is divided into nine grades.

Zhao Donghan said, with a look of regret on his face.

It's a pity that the subordinates are not strong, and they don't know much about some advanced realms.

He felt the young master's thirst for knowledge, however, he had already been hollowed out by the young master.

Young master... have you practiced too?

Suddenly, Zhao Donghan asked with a smile all over his face.

Luo Hong was taken aback, was he finally discovered?

Luo Hong thought for a while.

He had a showdown and didn't hide anymore.

Um.

My son... fortunately embarked on the path of cultivation.

Zhao Donghan was thoughtful, the young master was able to practice, maybe it was guided by Steward Chen?

Afterwards, Zhao Donghan sighed: Actually, it is good to be a mortal, but cultivation is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be lost forever.

Being a practitioner may not be a good thing.

When Luo Hong heard this, he was noncommittal.

Guan Gongzi's yin and evil spirits are hidden, and the positive and positive qi is released. Could it be that he is following the Confucianism cultivation route?

Zhao Donghan lamented that Steward Chen was a first-class swordsman, and he didn't let the young master take the road of swordsmanship.

However, Confucianism Cultivator is indeed very suitable for a righteous, elegant and easy-going son.

Swordsmanship, maybe a minor is more suitable.

Zhao Donghan's words stunned Luo Hong for a moment, and then his face changed slightly.

The yin and evil qi are hidden, and the positive yang qi is like a rainbow?

This refers to him, Luo Hong? !

What he cultivates is the Demonic Cultivation Technique, the Demonic Cultivation Ninth Grade Gathering Sha, isn't he a villain at first glance?

Luo Hong also hopes to use this practice method to change himself and create a villain image in front of outsiders.

Gathering evil spirits in the dantian... Could it be that the evil energy is restrained, causing the balance of Yin and Yang to be broken, and the positive and positive energy is released directly...

After Luo Hong figured it out, his complexion became more and more ugly.

The energy of righteousness is exuded, and it looks like a righteous person, who has a gross relationship with the villain.

Sure enough, the consolation prizes and the like... are all street goods!

Pit!

It only increased the difficulty for him to do villain things!

Luo Hong was also stunned at this moment.

No wonder the envoys of Dali Temple let him go so easily. It turned out that it was because of his unconcealable aura exuding from the inside out!

If he let out his evil spirit, he would definitely not be able to leave the county office so easily.

Old Zhao, go and rest.

Luo Hong withdrew his mind and said to Zhao Donghan.

Zhao Donghan observed that the son's face was not good-looking, and he didn't understand how the man's emotions came.

He didn't stay for long, and after bowing, he left the study.

...

Zhao Donghan left the study and walked in the courtyard of Luo Mansion.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and at some point, Housekeeper Chen in a green shirt appeared in front of him.

Zhao Donghan was startled, and hurriedly bowed: My lord.

Steward Chen stood by the lotus pond in the backyard with his hands behind his back, raised his head to look at the moon, and asked without turning his head, Master, did you ask about your cultivation?

Yes! Zhao Donghan replied.

call out!

Suddenly, a pamphlet shot out quickly and fell into Zhao Donghan's hands.

Find a time and hand over this 'Sword Qi Jue' to Young Master.

In all kinds of practice, there is only Wushuang sword. Also, remember to warn young master, the way of cultivation is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be lost forever.

Chen Butler said deeply, the next moment, he stepped into the lotus pond, but he walked on water and disappeared into the courtyard.

Holding the pamphlet, Zhao Donghan knew in his heart that Steward Chen was indeed the son's protector.

...

Zhao Donghan left, and the study became quiet again.

Luo Hong was silent for a long time, late at night, the emptiness swept over like a tide.

That's all, at least I have embarked on the road of cultivation.

Luo Hong sighed.

Although it only increases the difficulty of being a villain, but... the problem is not big.

When you do something bad enough, no image of justice can cover up the crime of your actions.

As a villain, Luo Hong is still confident!

Besides, when this street attacking skill is cultivated to great success, it will be able to release evil spirits and summon evil shadows...

He will still be the most ostentatious of the villains!