Chapter 47: Once upon a time, there was an opportunity placed before you ......
Zhuo Yi couldn't help but shudder every time he heard the topic about that demonic beast frenzy six years ago. Every year at the annual meeting, those few drunken leaders had to pull him to perform the airspace sword, Zhuo Yi's psychological shadow now has long been higher than the sky and deeper than the sea ......
Therefore, after hearing Sun Dakang's old story, Zhuo Yi could almost figure out what Secretary Dakang was going to say in the next sentence.
As expected, this rather individualistic old leader's gaze glanced at Zhuo Yi, and the corners of his lips also hooked into a smile: ''I've heard that Deputy Zhuo's air-separating sword is a great skill. On the day of the Spirit Sword Exchange, why don't you take it out and show it off?"
"......"
For a long time, Zhuo Yi was silent and did not speak.
In the past, when those drunken old leaders at the annual meeting wanted to perform by themselves, it was still very easy to find a reason if they wanted to shrug it off. After all, it was a group of delirious drunks. But now the person sitting in front of him, made such a request to him, Zhuo Yi really can not find a reason to refuse ...... back.
One, he didn't dare.
Two, he really will not ...... airspace sword this thing, these years Zhuo Yi private also did not less research. But so far, he has not researched any results ......
"What, there are difficulties?"
Seeing Zhuo Yi's delay in speaking, Sun Dakang revealed a hint of a smiling expression, "If there is really any inconvenience, let's just pretend that I didn't say this. It was just a whim on my part. I originally thought that, as the last senior of your 60th Form, a role model in the minds of most young people now, if I could show off my abilities and talents on such a public occasion, it would definitely serve as a good incentive!"
"...... Old leader don't misunderstand, I don't mean this. I ......"
"Oh, not so this meaning is good." Sun Dakang quickly responded, blocking the second half of Zhuo Yi's sentence directly in his throat before he could say anything.
Originally, the second half of Zhuo Yi s sentence also wanted to ask for permission, whether it is possible to change the performance ...... not to separate the air sword. Even if it is a chest broken boulder will also be okay!
But this unquestionable and resolute attitude of Sun Dakang has made Zhuo Yi completely dispel this idea.
...... This time, it is completely and utterly unable to run away!
Zhuo Yi secretly sighed in his heart and sincerely felt a pain in his balls.
Now, his situation is considered to be very difficult, riding a tiger is difficult. If this matter is done well, Sun Dakang secretary a happy, he will probably be promoted, and for many years responsible for picking up the position of the Deputy Director of this completely goodbye, towards a new life. But if you don't do a good job, Zhuo Yi is very clear in his heart, he will really have to say goodbye to this position.......
"It's really not easy to sit in this position at such a young age."
"......"
While speaking, Sun Dakang suddenly got up and solemnly patted Zhuo Yi's shoulder, frightening Zhuo Yi and almost falling down from his chair.
"I know you probably have your concerns. It must be because you think you're too young and don't want to show off your skills, and you want to keep a low profile so as not to attract the wind, right?"
"......"
"Let me tell you a story, a story that originated from the ancient battlefield of cultivation." Sun Dakang said.
Zhuo Yi raised his head, and his eyebrows had several more points of essence.
"Back then ...... the last battle before the founding of our country, the Battle of Shimen ......"
Regarding the ancient battlefield of cultivation, the vast majority of young people nowadays heard only legends. This dusty history for many years is not accessible in the history textbooks of junior and senior high schools, and can only be recognized initially in college. Zhuo Yi in the university is not a history major, but the "Battle of Shimen" also has a basic understanding.
That battle ...... is really too famous.
Secretary Dakang narrated, eyes flooded with crystal tears, as if remembering a lot of things: "That year, the battle, the otherworldly door of the seven demon gods on top of the God's might, I and the current Minister of National Defense Shi Yuliang section of resistance, defending in the Great Lone Ridge, outside the stone gate."
Zhuo Yi stared and listened quietly, being able to personally hear the person in question recount history orally. This was by no means an opportunity that everyone had.
"That was a demon god ah ...... how strong it was, divine energy rushing to the sky, sacrificing countless laws, heaven and earth losing color, the visions were amazing. Even the sky and sun were sunk, hundreds of miles away you can see the incomparable fire of laws blazing above the stone gate ......"
"That Demon God Chief was quite powerful, raising his hands and feet, his body was radiant, and even the heavens and earth followed and resonated between the waves of his hands. Minister Shi Yuliang, with the power of one man and what Shortcuts could do, was ultimately unable to counteract it. However, this battle, is already the last stop, the Battle of Shimen, the mission given to us by the higher peaks is to hold on to the pass, and even if we cannot win, we must not make a half-assed concession!"
Zhuo Yi listened intently, his thoughts floating along with the old secretary's dictation. He could already conjure up the ancient battlefield of cultivation, the horrifying scene of war and divine energy crushing the sky.
And now, standing in front of him to narrate the story with him, the old secretary who looks like he is only in his middle age, but he is already a living fossil of the ancient times, and he is the one who is sitting in the present position from that era step by step, witnessing the development of the times and the progress of the science.......
This conversation reveals a full sense of age. It caused Zhuo Yi to have a feeling of being a world away.
"In the end, we all exhausted our strength and collapsed at the Stone Gate Pass. Only Minister Yuliang stood up alone, he burned his divine blood, and at the cost of sacrificing the Supreme Bone in his body, he summoned the divine artifact Gaoxiao Qin and played a divine song, replenishing everyone's strength not to mention! He also raised his own potential to the limit ...... In the end, he killed seven gods in a row! Defended the stone gate! Laying the foundation for the founding of the Huaxiu Kingdom ......"
"But Minister Shi still survived in the end ......," Zhuo Yi said.
The old secretary smiled, "Yes! He survived. At that time, even the tombstone was set up, and the whole person had been buried in it. God knows, this bastard's pet bird, Little Red, threw a divine grass at his grave, allowing his life force to be nourished again, and as a result, he ended up crawling out of the grave himself again. Do you think it's funny ......"
Zhuo Yi: "......"
In this world, there are really only a handful of people who can make this old minister "this bastard".
"After listening to the story, what did you understand?" Sun Dakang looked at Zhuo Yi and asked.
The old secretary's story wasn't told for nothing, the summary of the story was important. And after Zhuo Yi heard the story, his heart was full of emotions, "The old secretary used this story to tell me that I should have perseverance and persistence in doing things, and I should never give up until the last moment. You have to learn more from Minister Shi Yuliang and pay tribute to his tenacity, right?"
"...... You're overthinking it."
Secretary Sun rolled his eyes, "I'm trying to tell you to hurry up and show off any talent you have. Don't hide it ...... Don't be like Minister Shi, who had a big move and still hid it, and had to wait until the last minute to use it. As a result, he almost lost himself! You guys aren't Ultraman! Once, there was an opportunity to pretend to be a bully put in front of you, can show, then show! Don't wait until you've lost it to regret it!"
Zhuo Yi: "......"
