Chapter 212 – The World Looks at One Person Together

The world-renowned Mr. White Lotus was still holding a book and browsing through it, and if there was an onlooker, this scholar had almost buried his head into the book, making the scene somewhat comical.

Zhao Ningshen that year in the spring god lake battle, please down the dragon tiger mountain ancestor but still be broken golden body, but Zhao Ningshen fell after the realm, but is determined to close the life and death pass, cultivate that with the wudang big yellow court of the Jade Emperor floor Taoism, finally broken and then stand to re-coalesce the fate of the dragon pool of the purple gold lotus knot a nativity bud, with time, as long as the Zhao Ningshen attentively pregnant, may not not be able to be like the grandpa ZhaoXiYi and the father of ZhaoDanXia like Ascension of the Dao, and even expected to be of a higher grade, to complete the feat of ascending by dragon. Therefore, this time, self-destruction of the purple golden lotus, traction that a sword to break Xu Fengyen’s qi, Zhao Ningshen is in the jade and stone to burn. If not, with Qi Jiajie’s sword strength, it is not enough for the sword to go from the East Vietnam Sword Pond to the Northwest Wudang Mountain in one go.

Zhao Ningshen figure shaking, weak, fell to the ground, murmured: “all the way to travel, constantly tell myself that this behavior, is for the Central Plains Taoist qi veins, is for the Liyang a country of the people, at least is for my Longhu Mountain Tianshifu a family of thousand years of inheritance, but in the final analysis, but only one’s own self-interest, want to understand the heart of the defeat of the Spring God Lake demon. ”

Bai Yu didn’t know when he held the books and walked to the side of the young Taoist priest, and said softly, “It’s not difficult for mortals to deceive people, or for real people to deceive heaven and earth, it’s not difficult to do so, but only this matter of self-deception, it’s never easy to say that it’s easy, it’s light, and to say that it’s difficult is hard to say that it’s as hard as climbing up to the sky.”

He bent down and put his hand on the young Taoist priest’s shoulder, softly said, “Ningshen, don’t blame yourself, since this pass has been crossed by you, you should cherish it all the more. As for me Bai Yu, this life will not be able to pass, I do not want to learn that Xuanyuan Jingcheng, draw the ground for the prison, a lifetime can not walk out of the emblematic mountain. In the future, you and I are two brothers, you in the mountains to cultivate purity, I am in the mountains under the position of a great man Zhang Julu, or Xunping, who died before the teacher, it does not matter.”

This foreigner from the Heavenly Master’s House, who had been bestowed the title of Mr. White Lotus by the late Emperor of Liyang himself, made to squint his eyes up to look into the distance, “My eyes are not good, so it’s a pity that I can’t see how magnificent that sword was.”

Zhao Ningshen raised his eyes to look into the distance and said bitterly, “Then let’s say that I’ll see it for mister.”

White Lulu Lake west end of the green mule ferry, in the building boat forest of Qingzhou sailors closely escorted, 100,000 southern frontier elite army began to cross the river in an orderly manner, this is undoubtedly a huge project, but the nominal temporary by the king of Jing’an Zhao Xun under the jurisdiction of the Qingzhou sailors, conscientious and dedicated, won the recognition of the southern frontier general Wu Chongxuan within the class of military generals, to give the said to be a embroidered pillow of Qingzhou sailor that kind of bad impression greatly changed. Only to assist the southern frontier army across the river of the young king and the Wu general and not too many interactions, only for the southern frontier generals to receive the dust on the dinner has met, but that night, Xiangfan City and even the entire Qingzhou as long as it is to shout out the name of the hooker women, almost all to the invitation to the Qingzhou sailor’s building ship. Jingan Wang Zhao Xun in Qingzhou literary world also has a rouge prince of elegant say.

In that quietly removed all the Qingzhou sailor soldiers on the building ship, a man and a woman standing in the cabin door, looking at the middle-aged scholar sitting on his knees for a long time, earlier also watched him inexplicably set down a mouthful of white bowls, and then throw down a stone. The young man brocade robe and jade belt, suave and elegant, and that shapely and moving woman also boarded the ship after the removal of the backdrop hat, revealing a face that can make the old green party power elite jaw-dropping, the woman and that accompanied the old feudal king to the Yellow Springs of the Princess Pei Nanwei, enough to have eight points of similarity to the shape of the seven points of similarity to the God!

The woman frowned: “Your Highness, just now that light is …… sword gas is not?”

Jing’an King Zhao Xun helplessly said, “Ask me? Alas, just my little three-legged kung fu.”

She did not pretend to be a mature woman’s coquettish or a little girl’s shy behavior, and even a smile is owed, she is just the corner of the mouth slightly curved up.

No matter how many times Zhao Xun has seen this kind of cold and clear look, still will be heartbeat. This young feudal king rising in the Liyang Dynasty, holding her hand, two two speechless.

A white-robed man stepped out of the cabin, brushing shoulders with the two, walking near the sideburned Confucian scholar and glancing down.

Only to see that in the white bowl, there was a fine white line speeding through the water.

Middle-aged Confucian with a wave of his hand, the water bowl disappeared, slowly got up, and white-robed man walked to the railing near, looking around, lamented: “eight hundred miles of Spring God Lake, in addition to the Guangling River River, there are four rivers injected into it, a good ‘sun and moon if they appear in it’, how magnificent and boundless, that is, the village that has lived by the lake all his life. A lifetime of living in the lake village villagers, also can not imagine that this spring God Lake in fact withered, as the old man in his twilight years, but our feet this white reed lake, like that young man gradually changed into a mature age of the light, will become more and more smoke and vastness, and ultimately replace, become the world’s first big lake. Huang Longshi once said, the world’s qi has a fixed number, but running non-stop, the field is the master of the water is a guest, do not stay shall not be.”

The majestic man wearing a plain white robe was noncommittal.

The Confucian scholar laughed: “In order to this Li Yang North Liang both sides of the Qi matter, so Qi Jiajie had to give up his life’s ambition, give up the long tongs, to go to the East Vietnam Sword Pond to seek the sword, in the sword armor Qi Lianhua made a big mess in Tai’an City Chintian Supervisor, Li Yang had to the fruit of the only remaining northern Fulong School Qi practitioner, all gathered in the sword pool, to the price of his life, to the sword furnace to infuse the essence and blood of the divine charm. Such a big movement, but is the luxury of breaking that person’s new hands of the number of qi only, think about it away from the Yang Zhao room is really stifled, thousands of soldiers to cool, Jianghu reckless constantly influx, and then organized the Lotus Peak Debate, and even the Huainan Jiangnan two Road celebrities are flocking to go, this is the world to the heart of the situation, see the north of the cool so do not act in accordance with the rules of the city of Tai’an sitting in the dragon chair of the one, is really can not take too good a way out. To be honest, if not I Xie Guan Ying added oil to the fire, Qi Jiajie and others could not possibly have their way.”

Xie Guanying, who ranked at the top of the list of the Land Dynasty’s Immortal Chart, as well as Chen Zhi Bao, the king of a different name who had left the realm of his jurisdiction earlier than the 10,000 Shu soldiers who had been called upon to quell the rebellion!

Xie Guanying did not turn around to look at that King Jing’an who had succeeded in hereditary and reckless titles just like Xu Fengnian, and laughed softly, “Instead of being assisted by Lu Dang, he’s mixing it up.”

Xie Guanying joked, “Your Highness, give him a little bit of a good face, he admires you a lot, besides, in the future, we will have to rely on this ‘one-ten year old emperor’. Without him, things will be much more difficult.”

Chen Zhi Bao looked to the northwest, the radiant white rainbow was becoming more and more majestic.

So much so that even this transcendent King of Shu subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Before Xie Guanying noticed the clues and threw a stone into the bowl, in a large reed field at the eastern end of Bai Lu Lake, a flat boat stayed in place and undulated with the waves, and on the bow board of the boat there was a bright scarlet robe spinning rapidly, like a peony blossoming brilliantly.

The red robe stopped violently, and the face of the joyful phase looked toward the sky.

The moment she was about to swipe high into the sky, the woman lying on the boat with her eyes closed blandly said, “Don’t mind the ladies’ business when it comes to the men’s business.”

In the capital city of Western Chu, Cao Changqing, who had rushed back to the courtroom from Bai Lu Lake to preside over the military affairs, came to the white jade square with an open view outside the grand hall, and the great official son, whose line of sight slowly went westward from east to west along with the streak of sword light, sighed, “Diffractive Sage Duke, this sword, it was originally supposed to be waiting for me outside of Tai’an City, wasn’t it?”

Cao Changqing said aloud, “Xu Fengnian! Just please do it for Li Chun Gang, for Wang Xianzhi, for Jian Jiuhuang, and for all the jianghu people who have died in the jianghu, and teach those in the temple to know what is the jianghu!”

The three Taoist priests traveled eastward along the Guangling River, and when the outline of Xiangfan City could already be vaguely seen, the young Taoist in Wudang Taoist robes stopped in his tracks.

The young Taoist with aura flowing through his body curiously asked, “Master, why don’t you go?”

The sword-bearing man who wore the Daoist robes of Longhu Mountain but mixed with the Wudang Daoist, frowned and said, “This sword, it’s heading towards your Wudang Mountain from the side of the East Vietnam Sword Pond.”

The contemporary Wudang Sect Leader Li Yuaxe, who accompanied that carp, “Walking down the river to become a scow, and entering the sea to become a dragon”, nodded gently and remained silent, but there was a rare fury between his eyebrows.

Qi Xianman, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain who had sought out the door to find the Wudang master and disciple duo by himself, marveled, “This sword is unsheathed, and heaven and earth are the sword clothes! If the poor Taoist can meet this sword head on in this life, he will have no regrets despite his death!”

Little Taoist Yu Fu said softly, “Life and death, is a big thing ah, let’s not say die easily.”

Qi Xian Man was dumbfounded, turned his head to gaze at this little Taoist priest and laughed heartily, “You are very much like a person. When you are timid, you are not even as good as a woman. When you are bold ……”

Immortal Warrior Qi didn’t say that half of the sentence.

When you are bold ……

Even the Immortals in Heaven are afraid.

Has passed the Jiange into the Western Sichuan Road territory riding a donkey middle-aged man, suddenly annoyed: “Li Yang ah Li Yang, this sword, which can be played like this! This is not forcing me Deng Tai’a to go to the Northern Liang border to take a walk?!”

The young man with the donkey and the box cried and said, “Master, can we not act rashly? It’s hard to just come from there to this Western Sichuan Road, my calves have lost weight, and I haven’t seen any scenery, and I have to go to the Northern Liang border?”

The Peach Blossom Sword God, who never interfered with Li Yang’s temple, rubbed his chin, “This is something that Li Yang has done too much, it’s no longer as simple as stabbing a knife in the back, it’s digging up a house wall root in front of someone’s house. In the words we heard from people two days ago, it is uncle can tolerate, aunt ……”

The teenager hurriedly cut off the words, “Auntie can also tolerate it!”

Teng Tai’a bent down and touched the old partner donkey’s back, thought for half a day, said: “There is no hurry, master first take you to see the scenery of Xi Shu, have a kind of intuition, in the future, wherever in the world is not peaceful, just here will be more peaceful, you kid if you can find a daughter-in-law here, that is the best, then master unattached, will be able to leave the Xi Shu Road alone. ”

The young man laughed nervously, “How unlike this.”

Teng Tai’a said with a blank stare, “Just steal your joy!”

The teenager suddenly said angrily, “Although I don’t know what happened, if I were the King of Northern Liang, a great master, I would have killed Tai’an City and beat up that Liyang Emperor.”

Deng Tai’a lamented, “That’s why Xu Fengyen is the King of Northern Liang, you can only be my Deng Tai’a’s unproductive disciple ah.”

The teenager was annoyed, “I can really look for a daughter-in-law in Xishudao, I won’t care about you then.”

Teng Tai’a turned his head and looked to the north, “Then you hurry.”

At the border of the junction of Northern Liang Liuzhou and Northern Mang Guseizhou, Tuoba Bodhisattva, who was deliberating with a group of military generals including Liu Gui, suddenly walked out of the military tent in large strides, the face of this Great King of the Northern Courtyard had a complicated look on his face.

If I had known this, would you Xu Fengnian have stayed in Hutou City and fought with me again?

If you die like this, the history books will say that you are a Northwest Vassal King who died at the border in a dignified manner, instead of the current death for no reason, which led to the gateway to the Central Plains being wide open.

Tai’an City Chintian Supervisor, without those qi practitioners, today’s Chintian Supervisor is too cold.

A young man wearing a positive yellow dragon robe and a teenager wearing the official uniform of the Supervisor were walking side by side.

The emperor tried his best to speak in a calm tone and asked, “Little Bookkeeper, how many percent sure are you?”

Under the sunlight, the young man stretched out his palm to cover between his forehead, looked at the sky, and smiled, “I don’t know about anything else, anyway, someone is heavenly.”

The young emperor also laughed, “The old man is obviously a lord, but the son wants to be a hero, it’s really funny.”

The young man was suddenly worried, “Brother Emperor, aren’t you afraid that he will completely fall to Northern Mang?”

The emperor asked rhetorically, “His father Xu Snap has only done two things in his life, spending twenty years to fight down the Central Plains and another twenty years to fend off the iron hooves of the Northern Mang, do you think he dares to defect to the Northern Mang? Dare to let his father’s entire half-life’s work go down the drain?”

The teenager gave an oh-so-sweet sound.

The emperor was cheerful to the core and smiled, “Isn’t that right, Xu Fengnian who doesn’t act as a loyal subject but only as a filial son?”