The next morning, a teacher came to the door and returned the token to Jiang Ping'an. Taiwu Academy did not pass Jiang Ping'an's application to enter Mount Yulong's practice.
"In more than ten days, Taiwu Academy will arrange for you to have a second training session. You'd better not be absent." The instructor explained, "This training session is more important."
Two days later, Taiwu Academy convened the first class of students to gather and announced that the second training session would be held in half a month.
The content of the experience is to participate in the deployment of Northern Border and respond to the penetration and invasion of Rakshasa Race.
This training is divided into two levels for trainees. Divine Treasury Realm trainees will act as temporary soldier leaders and lead a troop (full strength of fifty soldiers) to guard a village. Primordial Sea Realm trainees will clear out the infiltrated Rakshasa Race soldiers in a certain area.
The training period is more than two months.
The experience rewards are rich, twice as rich as the first experience. For example, the first place can enter Mount Yulong to practice for two months.
But it was said that Su Yingluo and Zhao Zhenming finally returned to White Emperor City and Zhennan Marquis Estate with the body of Zhao Jinglian.
After parking Zhao Jinglian's coffin, Su Yingluo and Zhao Zhenming went to see Zhao Yingpeng who was still facing the wall and thinking about his past.
The first time Zhao Yingpeng saw Zhao Zhenming, he found that Zhao Zhenming was completely exhausted and decadent. He couldn't help but get angry and slapped Zhao Zhenming on the face.
Zhao Zhenming was knocked out on the spot, and a red five-finger handprint appeared on his face, which showed how angry Zhao Yingpeng was.
"My face has been completely humiliated by you!" He cursed with a livid face, wishing to kill Zhao Zhenming to avoid further embarrassment and smearing for him.
Zhao Zhenming got up, covering half of his swollen face, not daring to speak, and lowered his head in guilt.
Seeing that Zhao Yingpeng was about to continue to hit Zhao Zhenming, Su Yingluo blocked it. "Husband, you can't blame Zhenming entirely. It was Jiang Ping'an who had deliberate intentions and harbored evil intentions. Zhenming had no experience in the world and was of pure character, so he unfortunately fell into the trap of that evil beast..."
"Loving mothers often fail!" Zhao Yingpeng became even more angry, blaming Su Yingluo and accusing, "If you hadn't sent him to Pudu Mountain to practice and make him eat fast and chant Buddha every day, just like a sheep, with his good talent and Zhennan Marquis Estate's massive resources, how could he be such a waste?"
"I, Zhao Yingpeng, don't have such a useless son..."
Su Yingluo suddenly said, "Husband, Hai Liuyun is dead. He died in the hands of Jiang Ping'an."
Hai Liuyun is the full name of Old Hai. Old Hai is not an ordinary Dragon Transformation Realm, but Dragon Transformation Realm, the top powerhouse of the third heaven who has experienced more than a thousand battles.
Zhao Yingpeng's accusing words stopped abruptly, and he frowned and said, "You said that scoundrel teamed up with outsiders to kill Hai Liuyun?"
"He didn't join forces with others, he was the only one." Su Yingluo said.
Zhao Yingpeng said in disbelief, "Impossible! Hai Liuyun is the third heaven of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and his combat experience is so rich!"
Su Yingluo did not argue with Zhao Yingpeng, she continued, "Including Chen Yishan you sent, he also died in the hands of Jiang Ping'an!"
"Isn't he just Primordial Sea Realm?" Zhao Yingpeng still didn't believe it. It was too unimaginable and unreasonable.
Su Yingluo said again, "I once wanted to educate him, but I didn't want him to fight me, but I couldn't do anything to him."
Finding that Su Yingluo didn't seem to be lying, Zhao Yingpeng couldn't help being surprised and full of doubts.
"He has such great strength, why didn't he tell me?" he said, but the anger on his face softened.
Seeing this, Su Yingluo quickly said, "He has already revealed his surname as Jiang, but he doesn't recognize you as his father. How could he tell you? Now, no one in the Great Qian Kingdom knows whether his surname is Jiang or Zhao!"
Zhao Yingpeng immediately became angry and cursed with a livid face, "Evil son!!!"
Seeing that Zhao Yingpeng's anger towards Jiang Ping'an was rekindled, Su Yingluo continued, "It's not Zhenming's fault that Zhenming lost to him. Moreover, Taiwu Academy deliberately suppressed Zhenming, otherwise Zhenming would not have met Jiang Ping'an in two competitions."
"If that scoundrel can really kill Hai Liuyun, it is normal for Zhenming to lose to him." Zhao Yingpeng regained his composure and continued, "The purpose of Emperor Qian's establishment of the Taiwu Academy is to suppress and win over the princes and families of all parties. This is a clear-sighted thing."
Su Yingluo said, "Jiang Ping'an has been hiding his strength and hiding evil intentions in White Emperor City. He has always resented you and Zhennan Marquis Estate and has to be on guard."
"Humph, you don't have to provoke. Since he has openly changed his surname from Zhao to Jiang, he is no longer a descendant of Zhennan Marquis Estate!" Zhao Yingpeng said disdainfully, "No matter how resentful he is, it is just a drop of a feather to shake the big tree. Zhennan Marquis Estate has been proud for more than 1,200 years, and Lineage is no less a traitor than him!"
Su Yingluo neither denied nor admitted. She finally said, "Pure Lotus is dead. He died in the hands of that evil beast."
After saying that, she turned and left, and Zhao Zhenming quickly followed her.
Zhao Yingpeng was stunned on the spot. He still remembered that when he boarded the spaceship to go to Yujing a year ago, Zhao Jinglian said he would teach Jiang Ping'an a lesson on his behalf.
Unexpectedly, less than a year after Yujing, the son he had always been proud of was defeated twice by Jiang Ping'an and became decadent and useless. The daughter he had always loved also died at the hands of Jiang Ping'an.
As for Jiang Ping'an, he had disliked it since before he was born. After Mortal Body was detected at the age of three, he disliked it even more. But he never expected that after Yujing, it would skyrocket.
Zhao Yingpeng couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart. If he hadn't disliked that Jiang Ping'an might have been born weak and had not forced Jiang Shuyue away, then Jiang Ping'an would have been his eldest son. He had such a bright face. How could he be criticized by others? His son really Tianming is worse than a waste...
The next moment, he severely extinguished any trace of regret, and developed more disgust and hatred towards Jiang Ping'an, because the more famous Jiang Ping'an was, the more it hit him in the face, causing him to suffer more secret ridicule.
The coffin of Zhao Jinglian was parked in Great Peng Courtyard, a mourning hall was set up, and the master of Pudu Mountain was invited to chant sutras.
Zhennan Marquis Dowager learned about it and went over to take a look.
Among her many granddaughters, her favorite is Zhao Jinglian. It's not because Zhao Jinglian is so well-behaved and well-endowed, it's just because he loves the house and the bird.
I didn't expect that he would die so soon. The white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift.
At the same time, Zhennan Marquis Dowager is also here to see Zhao Zhenming.
Someone had already deliberately reported to her the news that Zhao Zhenming Dao Heart was broken and decadent, but she believed that Zhao Zhenming had only been defeated twice, and would not fall into despair again.
She thinks it is probably other children who are smearing Zhao Zhenming.
Until she saw Zhao Zhenming.
Zhennan Marquis Dowager looked at Zhao Zhenming with an expression of disbelief on his face, as if his whole body had been struck by lightning.
Is this still her good grandson Zhao Zhenming, whom she has pampered since childhood, has been high-spirited and determined to become a saint?
A random little beggar on the roadside is more energetic than him, and his eyes are brighter than his.
"Grandson pays homage to grandma." Zhao Zhenming saw Zhennan Marquis Dowager and stepped forward to salute.
Zhennan Marquis Dowager ignored Zhao Zhenming, moved his eyes to Su Yingluo, and angrily scolded, "Su Clan, how did you teach your son?"
"He's not even worthy of being an ordinary Zhennan Marquis Estate kid!"
"I'm so disappointed!!!"
Su Yingluo knew that his son was in the wrong when he looked like this, so he didn't dare to talk back and changed the subject. "Everything was caused by that evil boy. That evil boy has been resenting Zhennan Marquis Estate for many years, hiding his strength and making deliberate plans. Zhenming unfortunately fell into his plot."
"Also, Pure Lotus was also killed by the evil one!"
"Please mother, please seek justice for Zhenming and Pure Lotus!"
Zhennan Marquis Dowager ignored Su Yingluo's words and continued to scold, "You still have the shame to rely on others? It's because of an irresponsible person like you who taught such a useless son. He will become decadent after a little setback!"
"No matter how mediocre the other Zhennan Marquis Estate children are, they are not as useless as your son!"
"Su Clan, don't blame me for not warning you. If you don't teach your son well, he won't even be worthy of being Zhennan Marquis Estate's son, let alone any other delusions!"
After that, she rolled up her sleeves and left.
Although she scolded him harshly, she felt even more uncomfortable.
She only felt that she was blind.
Not only did she become a bad person back then, but she also paid ten times the price to marry Su Yingluo. As a result, Su Yingluo actually gave birth to two beautiful grandchildren, one of whom was useless and the other died.
She couldn't help but think of Jiang Shuyue and Jiang Ping'an. If Jiang Shuyue had not been forced to leave, just because Jiang Ping'an is now firmly on the top of Great Qian Prodigy List, her face would be bright.
Not like Zhao Zhenming, her old face has been completely lost.
"Should we recognize Ping An, our good grandson?" This thought couldn't help but arise in her mind.
As soon as the thought arose, it became uncontrollable and quickly grew in size, occupying her brain. She couldn't suppress it no matter how hard she tried.
So, she secretly said, "We must find a way to get peace back! Such a good grandson should be my grandson, so that Zhennan Marquis Estate can always remain strong, prosperous, and unstoppable!"
After burying Zhao Jinglian, Su Yingluo brought Zhao Zhenming to Pudu Mountain.
Pudu Mountain not only has Buddhist dharma, but also collects magic skills. She plans to let Zhao Zhenming practice "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art" to reshape Zhao Zhenming's Dao Heart.
After Su Yingluo asked for "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art" from Buddha Lord, when he handed "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art" to Zhao Zhenming, he said, "Zhenming, your current performance has disappointed everyone."
"I'm sorry, mother." Zhao Zhenming said in shame and pain, keeping his head down.
Su Yingluo continued, "It also made many people laugh at you."
Zhao Zhenming remained silent. He thought that he deserved to be laughed at. Even he laughed at himself.
"However, I can't blame you." Su Yingluo sighed, "You were too smooth before and never experienced any setbacks. It's my mother's fault for not teaching you well."
After a pause, she continued, "You are only sixteen years old and your life has just begun. It is not necessarily a bad thing that you were hit by that evil obstacle. It makes you truly grow up."
"This is the "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art" that I asked for from Buddha Lord. After practicing this skill, you will pursue a state of great freedom. The evil obstacles that hinder you are your inner demons. You must use any means to improve your strength and kill your inner demons!"
After speaking, she handed "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art" to Zhao Zhenming.
Zhao Zhenming took "Great Freedom Black Lotus Art", opened the secret book and quickly read the outline, then raised his head and said to Susan Luo: "Mother, this skill seems to be a magic skill..."
"No matter what kind of skill it is, a skill that can make people stronger is a good skill. You were too naive before, so you were easily knocked down by that evil obstacle." Su Yingluo said disapprovingly, "Practice hard and don't let me and your father down again."
Zhao Zhenming had no choice but to respond, "Yes, mother."