Chapter 417: I don’t care, we’ll talk about it later
Ying Chengjiao laughed and patted Guiguzi on the shoulder.
"My Lord, if you tell me these things, it's okay for me to believe them. It won't cost me anything, and it can also give you some psychological comfort. You can lie to me, but don't lie to yourself."
"Chang'an Jun, do you think that what Xu said was not true and was just a way to save his reputation?"
Ying Chengjiao stared at the two big words "Chang'an" on the top of the city wall with a smile on his face.
"Didn't the prince say it long ago? In this life and the future, Cheng Jiao was just an inferior person.
"How can a lowly person like Cheng Jiao understand the thoughts of a noble?
"Each of the prince's disciples is a great man of the time. One of them can cause chaos in the world, let alone the prince himself?
"If Cheng Jiao had not been afraid of the prince, he would not have forced the prince to stay in Xianyang for ten years."
Guiguzi said quietly:
"That was twenty years ago. Chang'an Jun has grown so fast that he is almost as fast as Sun Bin before he was tortured. If he returns to the future, he will definitely be a superior person."
Instead of being happy, Ying Chengjiao's face looked a little dark.
"I remember when I was in Chang'an, the prince said that he had never seen anyone grow as fast as me. Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin were just ordinary people in front of me. Why can Sun Bin catch up with me now?"
Wang Xu corrected:
"This is Sun Bin before he was punished with the punishment of the 膑刑. After he was punished with the 膑刑, Sun Bin worked hard to become stronger. His growth rate was so fast that even Chang'an Jun could not even begin to compare with him."
Ying Chengjiao's face looked even worse.
Guiguzi looked relaxed.
"Why do you think that your talent can surpass these geniuses? What I said before was just a compliment to you. Did you really believe it?
"Changan Jun, don't look so grim. Didn't you just say that being cheated didn't matter, and it didn't cost you anything? Why are your words and actions inconsistent?"
Ying Chengjiao's face suddenly smiled.
"Your Majesty, you think that if you are not Cheng Jiao's retainer, Cheng Jiao will not dare to attack you, right?"
Guiguzi sensed the danger, but he did not show any panic on his face. He stretched out his dry palm, and his speed was as fast as a flash of lightning!
In the previous breath, his hand was in front of himself, and in the next breath it was in front of Ying Chengjiao. He was the last to arrive but was the first to arrive, and he grabbed Ying Chengjiao's wrist tightly!
Ying Chengjiao put his hand in his bosom and had already touched the pistol. But his wrist was restrained and he could not pull it out. He did not use his internal strength to force himself free, because he did not want to kill Guiguzi.
A look of relief appeared on his face.
"Wang Gong's martial arts are indeed good, better than Cheng Jiao's."
Ever since he knew that Guiguzi had lived for more than two hundred years , he was certain that Guiguzi's martial arts must be extraordinary.
It is definitely not as he usually appears, that he cannot beat Xunzi, who is the weakest among the numbered retainers.
Guiguzi, who showed off his skills a little, said proudly:
“When I was forty-seven, I had no rivals in the world.
"When I was a hundred years old, I held a sharp sword in my hand and had no rivals in the world who could match me even ten times."
Ying Chengjiao showed admiration on his face.
"Go on, keep talking."
Guiguzi stopped and gave Ying Chengjiao a cold look.
Let’s go on. What should we talk about?
It says that as we age, our bodies weaken, our skills decline, the best in the world are surpassed by the newcomers, and the old waves are beaten to death on the beach by the new ones?
Ying Chengjiao poked his head over and said with a grin:
"It must be unpleasant to be forced to disperse your power. Prince, you should not be able to defeat my Yue girl in ten moves, right? Hahaha!"
"The Sword of the Yue Girl is fierce and cunning. I am truly no match for it. Lord Chang'an, why don't you try to fight me without a pistol?"
"I can't beat the prince."
"If you can't even beat a 200-year-old man like me, how can Chang'an Jun, who is in his prime, have the nerve to laugh!"
Ying Chengjiao pointed at Guiguzi's face.
"Hahaha! The prince is anxious! "
Damn you bastard!
Guiguzi turned his horse around and returned.
Martial arts are divided into internal and external.
Internal strength is the process of cultivating internal force within the body and repairing the internal organs. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of an internal martial arts master can function far beyond that of ordinary people.
Anyone who has profound internal skills and does not encounter any sudden disaster will live a long life.
External skills are the muscles, bones and skin, which temper the body just like forging iron.
Without the guidance of a famous teacher and the secret combination of medicinal materials for conditioning, nine out of ten people who practice external skills will be in vain.
The warriors who can truly stand at the top are those who cultivate both inside and outside, such as Lu Gou Jian, Gai Nie, and Yue Nu.
But practicing martial arts is not cultivating immortals. No matter how good you are at it, you cannot reverse aging.
Everyone's physique is different. After their physical fitness reaches its peak, it will slowly decline. Then they will face the most painful thing for a warrior - the dissipation of their power.
The aging internal organs and loose skin and flesh are not enough to support the operation of the majestic energy. If the power is not dispersed, the internal force will destroy the body.
" Prince , please don't die." Ying Chengjiao rode up and followed, saying softly, "If Prince is gone from this world, no one will know where Chengjiao came from."
The two horses ran side by side, the horse's hooves lifted the shallow hole lightly, and the Chu mud rose slightly and then fell.
Apart from Guiguzi, no one would believe Ying Chengjiao even if he told the greatest emperor of all time his life story.
The fact of traveling back in time from two thousand years ago is like whether or not God has will. It cannot be proven and is a paradox.
Guiguzi looked stern and unmoved.
"Chang'an Jun is expressing his true feelings. Does this mean that Xu is still loyal to you and is using Zhao Gongming's mouth to send Pei County to you?"
Ying Chengjiao shook his head and smiled:
“Cheng Jiao’s aptitude is average, but he can fight against the prince for two reasons.
“One is to stand on the shoulders of giants, understand the thoughts of countless sages, and use what the later generations have learned throughout their lives.
"The second is time. It is true that Wang Gong has read the Spring and Autumn Annals for two hundred years, and it is also true that Cheng Jiao has read two thousand years of history.
"I just said that Cheng Jiao had no idea what the prince wanted to do, and that was the truth. The prince thought I was meticulous and had planned everything out, and he overestimated me.
"For Liu Bang and Xiao He, these hidden dragons who have never seen the world, I can use their unknown knowledge to create an information gap. In front of the princes, when it comes to the development process of future generations, Cheng Jiao still has the upper hand. In scheming against one person or one thing, who dares to pat his chest and guarantee that he can take advantage of the princes?
"Whether the prince lost the bet for real or on purpose, whether Pei County miscalculated or gave it on purpose, Cheng Jiao doesn't know, but Cheng Jiao doesn't care. Qin people only care about deeds, not hearts. Cheng Jiao just wants to know that the result is in my favor and what I want."
Guiguzi snorted coldly.
"You gain a small profit now, but lose a big profit in the future. Misfortune is the root of blessing, and blessing is the root of misfortune."
Ying Chengjiao held his head with both hands, fearless.
"Then I don't care. We can talk about it later. Why bother worrying about it and making people unhappy now? If you get an advantage, you should act nicely instead of being pitiful.
"Like Liu Bang, I treated him so well for no reason. If it were a prince, he would have been so worried that his four moles would have burst, right? Do you think he was worried? He was very happy."
Guiguzi gritted his teeth.
With the image of Guixiu on his head, all those who know him look at him in awe and reverence.
Those who are ignorant may ridicule and insult. But Wang Xu was not angry when he heard Instead, he felt pity for their masters, who were just a group of poor people without wisdom.
Only Ying Chengjiao knew about the strange phenomena in Guisu, but he kept making up stories and talking endlessly. Wang Xu couldn't help but want to let this boy taste the old man's fist!
