Two Thousand Years in a Dream of Millet, One Man, One Sword, Protecting the Mountains and Rivers

At the end of the Warring States period, he studied under Guiguzi, practiced the strategy of alliances and confederacies, established the Black Ice Platform, and helped Ying Zheng sweep across the ...

Chapter 176 A myriad of lights shine, yet not one awaits me.

"let's go."

After saying that, Lu Li strode out of the temple.

Tong Yuan followed behind him, secretly relieved that Lu Li was not dead and that their Ghost Valley ancestor was still alive!

The Guigu School is destined to flourish!

Upon returning to the front yard, Lu Li saw Zhang Xiu and Dian Wei locked in a tense standoff.

Zhang Ren and Lai Fu each blocked the two of them, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Lu Li and Tong Yuan return.

Lu Li walked over and asked Leifu, "What happened?"

In just a short time, the two of them started fighting.

“Master, this Zhang Xiu is going too far. Seeing that he is no match for you, he specifically asked to have a match with Tie Zhu!”

Dian Wei possessed only brute strength but lacked martial arts skills. As his senior brother, Lai Fu was naturally afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he argued with Zhang Xiu.

As a result, Zhang Xiu spoke ill of Lu Li without thinking, which enraged Dian Wei. The two almost came to blows, but fortunately Zhang Ren remained rational and stopped them both.

After hearing the whole story, Lu Li shook his head helplessly.

Historically, Dian Wei died at the hands of Zhang Xiu, although Zhang Xiu did not personally kill him.

Is there really such a thing as entanglement in this world? These two are about to start fighting the moment they meet.

Lu Li didn't think there was anything wrong with it; kids are all the same, it's normal for them to fight.

This startled Tong Yuan, who knew that Lu Li was one of the ancestors of their Ghost Valley.

If Laifu and Tiezhu actually became Lu Li's disciples, then their seniority must be incredibly high.

"Xiu'er, how can you be so rude?" Tong Yuan scolded.

Zhang Xiu lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

He had never been afraid of anyone in his life, not even his senior brother Zhang Ren, but he was afraid of his master Tong Yuan.

“Just now, Junior Brother Lu and I went into the mountain to verify his identity. He is indeed my master’s last disciple. From today onwards, you two must call him Uncle-Master!” Tong Yuan said.

Zhang Xiu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He never imagined that Lu Li, who looked only a few years older than him, was actually his martial uncle. How could that be?

Zhang Ren was the first to react, and quickly cupped his hands and said, "Uncle-Master! I have offended you greatly before, please forgive me!"

"As the saying goes, ignorance is no excuse. You two are still young, so you must study and practice diligently to forge your own path in martial arts."

"Yes, disciple will remember your teachings, Uncle-Master," Zhang Ren said, bowing.

Lu Li nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Zhang Xiu and said, "Zhang Xiu, your talent is exceptional, but your temper is too fiery. You need to change that."

Zhang Xiu was stunned. Even if he was his uncle, his master Tong Yuan was still alive. It was not his place to lecture him.

Seeing that his master Tong Yuan hadn't spoken, he didn't dare say anything more. He simply cupped his hands and said indifferently, "Thank you for your guidance, Uncle-Master."

Seeing Zhang Xiu like this, Lu Li sighed. This person was ambitious and unrealistic. Although he had talent, if he could not change his temperament, he would probably find it difficult to achieve great things in the future.

Lu Li recalled an unofficial historical account from the late Eastern Han Dynasty, in which Zhao Yun, inspired by the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear, created his own spear technique, the Seven Probing Serpent.

It was precisely because of this spear technique that he defeated his two senior brothers, Zhang Ren and Zhang Xiu, and became the number one spear master in the world.

Although it's unofficial history, judging from Zhang Xiu's current personality, if he doesn't change in the future, he might really be defeated by Zhao Yun.

Tong Yuan ordered Zhang Ren to arrange rooms for the three of them, and Lu Li and the others settled in.

Late at night, Lu Li stood in his room, looking at the moonlight outside, his eyes deep and complex.

At this point, he was no longer the ignorant young man who had just transmigrated to the Warring States period, but an old monster who had lived for over four hundred years.

Unbeknownst to her, Lu Li's temperament had undergone many changes.

But... it seems that this era no longer belongs to him.

"Master, why aren't you asleep yet?" Leifu pushed open the door and walked in, somewhat surprised to see that Lu Li was still awake.

"Come on, accompany your master for a walk," Lu Li instructed, and then walked out.

Leif was stunned, scratching his head in confusion. What was Master doing out in the middle of the night?

He followed in Lu Li's footsteps, and the two arrived at the highest peak of Ghost Valley.

This was Lu Li's favorite place to stay hundreds of years ago.

Because he can see the lights of many villages below the mountain at night, he can calm down here.

Returning here again, the lights below are still twinkling, as if nothing has changed.

But the people around me have changed, time has changed, and the world has changed.

“Master, these lights look like scattered stars forming a continuous expanse; they truly create a beautiful scene,” Leifu remarked, gazing at the lights below.

Lu Li sat on the edge of the cliff, looking down, his thoughts drifting away.

He recalled every moment he had spent here.

Those memories, like scenes from a movie, flowed through his mind.

"Master, what's wrong?" Laifu noticed Lu Li's unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Lu Li snapped out of his reverie and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things from the past."

"Master, do you have many unspeakable secrets?" Leif asked, guessing.

Upon hearing this, Lu Li gave a wry smile, then fell silent again. After a long while, he looked down the mountain and murmured, "Yes."

"Thousands of lights are lit, but not one awaits me..."

Upon hearing this, Leif frowned. He looked at Lu Li, wondering who his master was.

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