Chapter 101: Father and Son Meet
Lin’an City.
Prince Jin’s Residence.
The current number one expert of the Great Song, Peng Lang of the Heavenly Human Realm, was sitting in meditation.
Peng Lang was born in 1128 AD, and this year is 1238, making him 110 years old.
However, he is in the Heavenly Human Realm and has also cultivated the longevity technique created by his father, Peng Feng, so his appearance has been preserved as that of a forty-year-old.
His face is not as stern as Peng Feng’s, but rather a combination of Peng Feng and Li Qingzhao, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a touch of gentleness, fair skin, and the appearance of a mature and refined scholar.
Peng Lang had originally heard that Xiangyang was under siege and was about to go save Xiangyang.
Unexpectedly, on his way, he encountered the Great Khan of the Great Yuan Khanate, Tore, and Chilaowen, who were lying in ambush. After a brief exchange, he suffered some injuries and had no choice but to retreat back to Lin’an.
He was thinking to himself.
This time, he would be unable to support Xiangyang City.
He was afraid that Xiangyang City would be lost.
The terrain of Xiangyang City is extremely important. If Xiangyang City stands, no matter how the Great Yuan Khanate wants to attack the south, they must pass through Xiangyang City.
If Xiangyang City falls, then the army of the Great Yuan Khanate will have countless routes to attack the Southern Song.
At that time, the trouble would be great.
What should he do to protect the Song Dynasty?
Peng Lang’s fingers gently tapped the table beside him.
He remembered when he was a child, his father had made a globe for him.
Now, the Mongol Empire is attacking Europe, Africa, and Asia.
However, there should still be South America, North America, and Australia where they could seek refuge.
According to his father, Australia is full of poisonous creatures.
Perhaps, he could make arrangements in advance to send a portion of the people to South America and North America.
Then, if they couldn’t defeat the Yuan Dynasty, they would still have a way to retreat.
Peng Lang, having been the number one expert of the Song Dynasty for a long time, bearing the heavy responsibility of the Song Dynasty’s safety for many years, was also a decisive person. Once he made a decision, he ordered his men to carry it out.
After arranging for people to do it, Peng Lang rubbed his temples.
D*mn it!
Being the number one expert of the Song Dynasty, the pillar of the Song Dynasty, with everything weighing on his shoulders, was really tiring. He really wanted to coast to victory.
Before, his father had carried him to victory.
Later, there was also Marshal Yue, his older brother Yue.
Now, he was all alone.
It was truly… lonely!
Just at this moment!
An intelligence officer from Prince Jin’s Residence walked in. This intelligence organization was called the Black Night Group, which was still created by Peng Feng and managed by Li Qingzhao.
“Reporting to Prince Jin, news has arrived from Xiangyang City. Xiangyang City has not fallen. Instead, a Blue-Robed Guest appeared. This Blue-Robed Guest snatched Sihanfei’s spear in one move, and with a backhand thrust, killed Sihanfei. Then, with one palm, he killed the Golden Wheel Monk.”
Hearing this, Peng Lang was stunned: “Sihanfei is seventh on the Yuan Dynasty’s Heaven List, and the Golden Wheel Monk is ninth on the Yuan Dynasty’s Heaven List. Although they are not very strong, they are still in the Land Immortal Realm. To kill one with one move, this Blue-Robed Guest should be at the Heavenly Human Realm level.
When did a second Heavenly Human Realm expert appear in the Song Dynasty? Could it be that Xin Qiji has broken through to the Heavenly Human Realm?”
The intelligence officer from the Black Night Group said with a strange expression, “This Blue-Robed Guest claims to be the Old Prince of Jin.”
“What?” Peng Lang’s handsome face showed a few hints of anger: “Which bastard dares to impersonate my father? Is he tired of living?”
“Where is this bastard? Let me teach him a lesson.”
“Find him, find him for this Prince. See which bastard dares to be so audacious.”
Of course, Peng Lang wanted his father to be alive.
But his father had disappeared sixty-six years ago.
He had even been removed from the Heavenly Dao Ranking List.
He believed in the Heavenly Dao Ranking List; the Heavenly Dao would not make a mistake.
His father should have died more than sixty years ago.
Not long after.
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Another intelligence officer from the Black Night Group rushed in: “Reporting to Prince Jin, that Blue-Robed Guest who is impersonating the Old Prince of Jin has arrived at the south gate of Lin’an City.”
Peng Lang felt even more enraged: “This swindler dares to come to Lin’an City? Fine, I’ll go see which bastard it is.”
He soared into the sky, flying straight towards the south gate of Lin’an City.
A moment later.
He had already flown to the south gate.
Then!
The incomparably arrogant Peng Lang saw the “imposter Blue-Robed Guest.” He was about to go teach this imposter a lesson.
As a result, upon seeing the Blue-Robed Guest’s face, he froze.
This was truly…
Wait, could it be fake?
Could it be a conspiracy of the Great Yuan Khanate?
Peng Feng recognized Peng Lang at a glance. After all, Peng Lang looked like this more than sixty years ago, completely unchanged: “Son, you don’t even recognize your old man?”
Peng Lang said doubtfully, “Dad, is that really you?”
“Nonsense, if I’m not your dad, who else could I be? Have you forgotten how you used to wet the bed every night when you were little?
Have you forgotten how you broke your mother’s favorite Ninglan plum blossom and hid in the corner of the yard, making us search for a long time?
Have you forgotten how you didn’t want to endure the hardship of martial arts training and were hung up and beaten by me? And how you broke a stick in the process?
Have you forgotten how you didn’t make it onto the Hidden Dragon List when you were nine years old and were so angry that you didn’t eat for two meals?
Have you forgotten how you had a secret crush on the thirty-something-year-old Sister Mei when you were young?”
The common people and soldiers nearby were listening with great interest.
The number one expert of the Great Song, the guardian of the Great Song, Lord Prince Jin, had so many embarrassing moments when he was young!!!
It was too funny!!!
Just for these embarrassing moments, they had to have a few more drinks.
Peng Lang was so embarrassed that his face was almost as red as a monkey’s butt. This was a truly embarrassing moment: “Stop, stop, Dad, don’t talk about these old stories. Dad, it’s great that you’re still alive. But, Dad, how did you disappear more than sixty years ago and are still alive now?”
“You’re so old now, and you still don’t know how to write the word ‘secret’,” Peng Feng glared at Peng Lang.
Peng Lang then patted his head: “I forgot.”
Peng Feng directly created a vacuum barrier around them before saying, “Back then, your dad, wasn’t I going to chase after the phoenix? I successfully hunted the phoenix blood, and then, I became immortal.
However, there was also a problem with the phoenix blood; it would cause a person to enter a state of suspended animation. For the past sixty-six years, I have been in a state of suspended animation. I guess there was also a problem with the Heavenly Dao Ranking List; it was deceived by the phoenix’s suspended animation. That’s why I was removed from the Heavenly Dao Ranking List.”
Peng Lang’s eyes lit up: “Old man, you drank the phoenix blood and became immortal? Looking at you now, you do seem energetic, unlike a normal 148-year-old man. Old man, I’m also 110 years old. Do you still have any phoenix blood?”
“You wish! At that time, I barely managed to get a mouthful of blood from the phoenix. The temperature of the phoenix’s breath was at least two or three hundred thousand degrees. Maybe even higher.
I barely escaped with my life by using the sea; how could I have any extra?” Peng Feng said, “If the phoenix appears again, I might be able to get another mouthful of blood from the phoenix with my strength. But the matter of the phoenix appearing…”
Peng Lang couldn’t help but fall silent.
Indeed.
The matter of the phoenix appearing was truly something that was hard to come by in a thousand years.
In the past, Qin Shi Huang was powerful, and invincible in the Scattered Immortal Realm.
Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, roamed the world.
Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, destroyed countless countries and was honored as the Heavenly Khan.
They all wanted immortality.
But none of them encountered the phoenix.
In the end, they all died of old age.
Encountering a phoenix is a matter of fate.