Chapter 090 Getting Away

Xu Fengyen had wanted to use the spring god lake to invite the god battle as the jianghu finale, it has been right these years desperately practicing sword, after returning to north liang, in general it will be difficult to do again without distraction, a product of four realms, there have been three times of pseudo realm, not to say that there is no comer after him, the least is also a feat of no one in front of him, xu fengyen has already on the future realm of the promotion of no expectations, in north liang peacefully as a local emperor will be enough. But how did not expect the real official game, will be so tragic, Song Nianqing ground immortal sword is still killed in battle, Liu Artemisia division of the heavenly image of the shattered realm, and finally even have to fight with Wang Xianzhi. Xu Fengyen stood quietly beside this white devil, all of her cultivation has been returned to Luoyang, one after another, her realm loss is huge, the fourth in the world should still be the fourth in the world, but the gap with the martial arts evaluation followed by Hong Jingyan and the others inevitably narrowed, Xu Fengyen himself is even more penniless, originally fell to the second grade of the internal energy, there is very little left, if the body body is a chi-filled building, then Xu Fengyen is If the body and spirit is a building with abundant qi, then Xu Fengyen is a house with four walls, especially when Liu Artemisia destroyed the purple qi golden lotus plant in the pond of Da Huangting, which made him suffer even more, Xu Fengyen recited the mnemonics silently and tried to rely on the method of starting a fire to get Chang’an that he learned in Beimang, and tried to condense his true qi to start a fire to flow through the hundreds of veins, but unfortunately, some of his true qi was from the Yongquan acupoint of the feet, and it only arrived at the Jade Pillow, so he was at the end of the line and couldn’t even pass through the Mud Pill, and he was so drained and gave up his struggles. A breeze from the countryside, an earthy odor came to his nose, Xu Fengyen’s hands and feet were cold, only to stick his hands in his sleeves to protect himself from the cold.

Luo Yang asked blandly, “Just how strong is Wang Xianzhi?”

Xu Fengyen stomped his feet and looked towards the sky, softly saying, “Old Monster Wang only gave out five points of his Qi when he hardened his two punches, and in the end, he had about eight points or so.”

Luo Yang did not comment on this and calmly said, “I will bring Dan Ying back to Mount Deer and meet you outside the city in three years. You now only have a few flying swords left that were gifted by Deng Tai’a, don’t casually die on your way back. If you didn’t die at the hands of Song Nianqing and Artemisia Liu, and didn’t die under Wang Xianzhi’s fist, it would be a big joke if you end up dying at the hands of a nobody.”

Xu Fengyen laughed frankly: “I do not have any backhanded, but Zhao’s son of heaven side is also almost the same exhaustion, without Han Diaoji and Liu Artemisia two top masters sitting in the town of Tai’an City, is also slightly better than papier-mâché, if I were Cao Changqing, directly go to the capital to pick the emperor’s head. Jianghu matter is over, in the future, we will see how Northern Liang will see the moves, how my martial arts cultivation, in fact, has nothing to do with the big picture.”

Side by side, Luo Yang sneered, “Spell family background, you Xu family can’t spell Zhao family? If Cao Changqing has the guts to go to Tai’an City to cause trouble at this time, I’m afraid he won’t have the life to restore his country.”

Xu Fengnian frowned, “Isn’t there still a sneaky Wu Family Sword Mound left to back up the court?”

Luo Yang sneered and asked back, “Just?”

Xu Fengnian lamented, “Indeed, my mother came from the Wu family, so did Deng Tai’a, Wu Liuding and his sword attendant Cuihua are even more so, Song Nianqing’s 14th sword already has that kind of vigor, I think the owner of that Su Wang sword is even more profound.”

Luo Yang hesitated and asked, “Why don’t you practice sword intent?”

Xu Fengyen laughed to himself, “Pearl and jade are in front of me, I’ve seen too many high achievers in sword dao, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare.”

Xu Fengnian snapped back to his senses, “It’s sword intent not sword?”

But Luo Yang was already out of sight.

Stopping in place, Xu Fengyen looked around, heaven and earth clear, weather depression, just keep dazed, don’t know how long, slowly closed his eyes, remembered many past events, many old people. Going through the mind, until that personally borrowed sword in Youyan Villa, the useless song after Liu Songtao’s madness, as well as personally seeing the heaven and earth in the city merge into one line. When one’s hand is too generous, one is often dazzled and does not know what to cherish.

Xu Fengyen raised his arm and reached out with a flick, as if he had pushed away an object on the cluttered desk, “Mountains retreat and disperse.”

No more Wudang, no more Dragon Tiger, no more Hui Mountain, no more all the famous mountains.

After flicking away the mountains of the world in his mind, Xu Fengyen flicked the second time, “The rivers and seas retreat.”

No Spring God, no Bo Yang, no Qingdu, no all rivers and lakes.

The third push of the brush, “The citadel retreats.”

Do not see Xiangfan, do not see Shenwu, do not see Tai’an City, do not see all cities and high buildings.

The fourth push, “Retreat from grass and trees. The fifth brush away the sun and moon. The sixth whisk retreats the world’s living beings.

In this moment between heaven and earth, Xu Fengyen seems to be all alone, still closed eyes, but in the darkness, “looking around”, do not know what to look for.

When Xu Fengnian thought he was going to return without success, he was shocked to find that he couldn’t open his eyes, just like the ghosts that he encountered during his many naps before practicing the sword, he couldn’t open his eyes to regain his clarity, which was clearly a sign that he had gone astray! In the past, with the Da Huang Ting of Taoism, Xu Feng Nian’s cultivation path, no matter how mixed it is, no matter how radical it is, he doesn’t have to worry about going astray, but at this time, the Da Huang Ting is gone, and it is the moment when Xu Feng Nian’s foundation is the most volatile, and he has a momentary desire to take advantage of the remaining residual flavor after his peak battle with Wang Xianzhi, to seize that trace of unattainable enlightenment, hoping to ascend to Heaven in a single step, and to directly become a member of the Heavenly Elephant or even the pseudo realm of the Land Immortals, learning from Qi Practitioners to capture that fleeting phoenix feather. The desire for speed is not enough, not to mention that Xu Fengyen has experienced three times of pseudo realm, should be every time to ascend to the realm is more like walking on thin ice, outsiders do not dare to imagine that someone will be like Xu Fengyen so do not know how to live, it is tantamount to seeking their own death. Since he could not wake up, Xu Fengyen even smiled in the unknown depth of the pseudo realm, previously flicked back the mountains and rivers, this time it is slow and easy to hold and gradually take back all the scenery of the mountains and rivers, it is said that it is easy to invite the God to send the God is difficult to send, Xu Fengyen found that in this realm is completely upside down, but he was not in a hurry, in accordance with common sense, whether it is martial arts or heavenly cultivation, are all in the mind for the big taboo, Xu Fengyen simply go in the opposite direction, and let go of his own mind. Vaguely, Xu Fengyen seemed to see Song Nianqing holding cloth shoes in his arms being carried into a carriage by a group of desolate Sword Pond disciples, saw the back of a young girl kicking her head, saw a monk with a fluttering robe sweeping in, and saw a woman in white with a robe of vermilion going back and forth and back again.

Then Xu Fengyen’s “vision” instantly threw away millions of miles, both saw a young handsome Taoist priest for people to guard the grave. Also saw the tide of the South China Sea, a middle-aged swordsman sword chopping waves. Also saw a horse like non-horse like deer like non-deer pick up the mountain, to the gate of the Master of Heaven.

Finally saw a small village outside the mountains and beautiful water, a squatting in the river stupidly dazed young child suddenly opened up, aura overflowing, back to the village to see a window pasted with paper cuts of the red, the child will be inexplicably joyful.

Xu Fengnian finally opened his eyes, wiped his face, unknowingly already full of tears.