Chapter 318: Zhongyuan masters, all to Guanwai

Xiangfu three years, in the peach blossom spring breeze, there is a middle-aged man riding an old donkey through the Jiange into the western Sichuan, he pretended to carry a branch of peach blossom, along the way passers-by, especially young people, will inevitably smile, Yo, another admirer of the God of the Sword DengTa’a ZhuoRan style jianghu people ah. But the rumor is that the Peach Blossom Sword God, not only in today’s sword forest such as the Crane Chicken, himself is the God of abundance of Jade Lang, in front of this uncle’s appearance well, is really some on the stage.

Unimpressive appearance of the man leisurely riding a donkey to see the scenery of the Shu, stop and go, and not in a hurry. The reason why into the Shu, is that he received a letter from his disciple in a familiar restaurant, the letter said that he liked a woman, almost to the marriage of the fire, thinking of letting him do this master as a matchmaker. Apprentice also reminded him many times in the letter, do not go to the West Sichuan, not to say that to help the apprentice face, after all, the Jianghu people believe that there must be their teacher must have their own disciples, if the master does not top things, the apprentice can be good to where it is not? So master your old man must pick up your own clean and fresh, otherwise the girl’s family I’m afraid they do not feel comfortable to hand over their daughter to his hands.

Han received the letter did not like the past that everything is not on the heart, is really with the heart, with the restaurant owner borrowed thirty taels of silver, bought two sets of brand new clothes, this is from the distant southeast Jianzhou rushed to Xishu. The letter was sent half a year ago, good in that the disciple knows that he is a master of the perennial wanderings, the day pushed to half a year later, the end of the letter also swore that if you see the letter is late, there is no harm, he is a disciple of the patience to wait for the master that is.

This has used the sword has also cast the sword only not ever wear a sword over the man, all the way to hesitate to buy a sword hanging on the waist, because the disciple letter said that the preferred woman from the West Shu Jianghu luxury, gangs from the master to the handyman disciples are using the sword, even the name of the sword are up to a very good taste, the master of the sword is called the fire candles, the chief of the famous sword is in the list of the big weapon spectrum of the famous mandrill, even a few relationships Familiar with the outer disciples, the name of the sword is also a more than a magnificent atmosphere, the most important thing is that the master of the old girl’s golden girl, that is, his disciples look at the eyes of the woman, the sword happens to be named Peach Blossom, destiny ah.

Middle-aged man to Yizhou, in the state city a little ask for directions to find the famous gang in the Western Sichuan Road, the sword rain building, it is said that every big event event, the sword rain building all the swordsmen more than three hundred people, will join hands to ascend the building up to six floors of the main building, while throwing the sword out of the building, falling swords such as rain. Although Sword Rain

Floor in the entire Liyang jianghu reputation is not obvious, far less than that out of a rouge evaluation of beauty thank you spring post grass hall, but in the jurisdiction of the Western Sichuan is indeed among the top of the clan, there has been the Western Sichuan sword out of the rain floor, said, think of the year, after that in front of the Xu family iron cavalry swore to die for the country to guard the door of the Western Sichuan sword emperor, there have been a number of times to ascend to the main building, personally assessed the sword rain floor within the sword of the outstanding disciple of the sword skill high and low. And that the highest floor, also hangs since the establishment of the clan since the generations of Jianghu sword master portrait, as a way to encourage the disciples within the door unremittingly sharpen the heart of the sword, such as far away from the same era with the GaoShuLu Dafeng sword fairy JIXINDING, close to a hundred years ago the great devil LiuSongTao, the last ten years have also hung on the sword JiuHuang, SONG NianQing, qiJiaJie and ChaiQingShan and other people’s portrait, of course, LiShunGang is more of the world’s swordsmen around! Of course, Li Chun Gang is the world’s swordsmen can not get around a lofty mountain, the sword rain building especially respected this spring and autumn sword armor, will be hung in the center of the portrait, alongside Lu Zu.

Sword rain building concierge heard that the guests from afar is looking for that young man, this is to see him riding a donkey hanging peach branch not good old concierge more and more do not treat, in the old man’s opinion, that young man is not bad, sword art is mediocre, but the vision is not bad, with a few worshipers of the paper battle of the literature are also lucky to win, but to say that to marry their sword rain building building owner’s only daughter, neither illustrious family nor solid cultivation, is not a fool’s errand what is it. It really is not the owner of the building deliberately difficult that foreign young man, the whole of the West Sichuan Road Jianghu all know that their owner has long issued a message, he is such a daughter, as long as not among the first grade realm, then no one wants to be his son-in-law.

The old man is ultimately a good natured person, heard the middle-aged man walked a few thousand miles, the truth of the bamboo tube pour beans out of the mouth, but also to the middle-aged man to point out the way, said that the young man deadbeat in the nearby street rented a small courtyard, every three weeks on the door to the sword rain building wandering, the end of winter last year in the West Sichuan rare snow, the young man is still not bright enough to take the broom to sweep the snow to come, and the results almost got a beating, snow, ah, this in the West Sichuan is how rare, but also to the end of the winter in the West Sichuan Road, the young man was a good man. This is a rare thing in the western Sichuan, everyone hates the snow like mountains, the results to him so a sweep, a number of interest in a hurry to run out to enjoy the street snow disciples, completely dumbfounded, the whole street road clean outrageous, the concierge said here is also a laugh and cry, grunted and said that if it is not to see that the young man is stupid to stupid, at least not like the unusual city gangsters that flow, or even he would like to beat up a meal.

Far away from the middle-aged man listening to the old man’s ramblings, one hand holding a donkey with one hand rubbing his chin, seemingly smiling.

The old man finally remembered to ask this person and that lack of heart young man what is the relationship, the man said is that guy’s master, the old man bared his teeth, just started the talk dissipated, and hurriedly waved his hand, signaling this person to go to look for his disciple.

Sunset, the old man looked at the back of the donkey did not ride away, back gradually lengthened in the street, the old man heart felt that this pair of masters and disciples are strange, but look into it, but can not say where in the end odd.

Middle-aged man holding the old man can not ride around, it is difficult to find that shabby courtyard in a bad alley, standing in the door, he suddenly felt a little guilty, the original disciple followed his own travels for so many years, has been nothing to ask for, so there is no gain.

He knocked on the door, a young man who is no longer suitable to be called a teenager quickly stepped out, saw the master of this familiar face, full of surprise. The middle-aged man was about to smile and speak, the disciple had already bypassed him and hugged the old donkey’s head, which made the self-satisfied middle-aged man a little hurt.

The middle-aged man then realized that in the courtyard, in addition to the disciple, there is a wooden hairpin cloth skirt girl, is carrying a water spoon to water a small tree at the root of the corner of the courtyard, see the middle-aged man, coyly smiled, a little at a loss for words.

The disciple and the old donkey with years of dependence to catch up with the old, a big grin with the master introduced: “Master, this is Ah Cao, is my neighbor here, this peach blossom tree or she found to plant, Ah Cao parents are also very good to get along with, their family in the street side of the house opened a small porridge store. A grass usually also go to the city downtown place to sell flowers, apricot flowers, peach blossoms, orchids, all sell, master if you go to a grass her home, you can smell a yard full of flowers ……”

Middle-aged man listening to the disciple mother-in-law broken chatter, for no reason there is a kind of comfort, no wonder at that time after the separation, this year walking alone in the jianghu, always feel that there is something missing, it turns out to be the ear less of this disciple’s ramblings, but instead of getting used to it.

He looked a few more times at that slim poor girl, she turned her back to them, the master and disciple, her ears were red.

He smiled and turned his head to ask, “Master has also called out to you, when will you make your entrance?”

The apprentice suddenly looked grim and smiled a far-fetched smile, “Master, I’m sorry, I may have made you make a trip for nothing.”

He frowned and softly said, “What’s going on?”

The disciple scratched his head and said awkwardly, “It’s just that, Master, don’t ask too many questions.”

He laughed and asked, “Is it the woman’s parents, the owner of Listening to the Rain Mansion, who beat up the lovebirds with a stick? Looking down on you as a ranger child, so they bully others?”

Unexpectedly, the disciple shook his head, “The master of the Listening Rain Building is not alone in despising me, he is obsessed with the sword, chivalrous and righteous, and has a good reputation among the martial arts in the Western Sichuan Road, in his eyes, only the young Jianghu children of the second grade minor masters are considered his daughter’s good match. It is that the woman’s mother and a few elder brothers are a bit unreasonable, said some hard words and did some …… things in short, just don’t want me to continue to stay in this city.”

The middle-aged man laughed: “Then you are afraid?”

Apprentice hurriedly said, “It is difficult to be able to ah, just later that woman her own heart another belongs to, I can’t die to pester her, between men and women, should be two love affair reasoning, I still understand.”

The wooden hairpin girl gathered courage to say: “That group of people once put ……”

The young man rushed to stop the girl’s “complaint”, the middle-aged man’s face as usual, just a moment to hold his own disciple’s arm, “between the words of the lack of breath, I had thought that you in the western Sichuan soil and water, the original is suffering from internal injuries, four months ago, someone with a sword stabbed you in the danzhong, Juqueque, the sea of qi points, a good point to the point, it seems to be a good point to the point, but not to the point. A good point to stop, seemingly not a serious injury, in fact, but the injury to the origin, this level of swordsman, I think in the Western Sichuan Road is also counted as a long-famous jianghu people, say his name to hear, so that the master personally with his reasoning.”

The young man shook his head and said, “Master, it is better to forget about it, I originally wanted to leave this place a long time ago, just …… just afraid that the master will not be able to find me when he arrives in Xi Shu.”

Originally, the face does not show the anger of the middle-aged man heard this sentence, for some reason it was suddenly gloomy, as if it was touched by the scales, the words have been cloudy and light middle-aged man, slightly raise his voice, slightly blame meaning: “You did not tell them, your master’s last name what is called?!”

The young man froze for a moment and lowered his head, “At that time, the other party came to the door in an aggressive manner and fought to the death, my disciple accidentally forgot.”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, “I think it’s because you don’t want to say it out loud, right?”

The young man laughed nervously, “How humiliating to say out, for nothing to let people know that master you have found such a useless disciple, besides, I really have no face to report your name, who believe na?”

The middle-aged man was stunned.

He was an outcast, since young, lost shelter, young in that ghostly sword mountain alone to live, can be said to have experienced hardship to the extreme, out of the Wu family sword mound, no matter what things encountered, are turning a blind eye and stand idly by, in his view, since he chose to go into the jianghu, that life and death have life, encountered injustice and can not be called injustice, can not be allowed to complain about the sky, to hate hate their own skills are not as good as the others.

That’s why Wudi City Wang Xianzhi had that spot-on comment: this person’s sword heart, can be described as naive, the most in line with the Tao of Heaven, then the hands of a sword without a sword are no harm.

He suddenly remembered a lot of past events, this disciple always dislike him as a master, walking in the jianghu is not enough master style, no immortal style, always want him to pay more attention to the faction, always resentful of his name was suppressed by who, hate the whole of the Liyang know that his master is deservedly the world’s first person.

However, that young man seems to have never thought of letting the world know that his master had actually accepted a disciple, never thought of letting the Jianghu know that person’s disciple, what exactly is his name.

In the entire Jianghu, no one knew the name of that donkey-carrying teenager, not even the Peach Blossom Sword God’s disciple’s last name, right?

Since he received this disciple, the two of them walk the rivers and lakes together, and then there is the road, which will be in the disciple’s even had to go out.

Every time he saved someone is about to leave impatiently, the disciple will wheedle with the saved people laugh, my master that is the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai’a, you must not forget ah!

Your master is Deng Tai’a, the God of Peach Blossom Sword.

Then who is my disciple Deng Taia?

The middle-aged man breathed gently and looked at the young face that had already grown some green stubble, then turned his head to look at the young flower seller girl and laughed, “Little girl, my name is Deng Tai’a, and my disciple’s name is Li Huinian.”

The confused young girl said with a red face, “Uncle Teng, I do know Big Brother Li’s name.”

Teng Tai’a looked into his heart and said sadly in a voice only he could hear, “But this son of a bitch Jianghu doesn’t know.”

In the twilight of that day, Deng Tai’a and his disciple Li Huainian went to the maiden Ah Cao’s house together as a guest, Deng Tai’a even took the initiative to pick out a few gifts in his disciple’s shocked eyes, which weren’t too expensive, but in the eyes of a small family they were considered honorable objects, which made the maiden’s father and mother smile and laugh, especially after hearing that this man was Li Huainian, the only elder in the world, the maiden became more and more Shyness, Deng Tai’a disciple some hindsight, but after comprehending the meaning, thinking about this half a year of living together, but also feel the water to the right place, and do not think that the master is a mess of lovebirds. Rarely drink Teng Tai Ah and grass her father each drank more than two catty, Teng Tai Ah simply put the words open, frankly said that his disciple pure nature, although with his master is half of the jianghu people, but never thought to mix in the jianghu big name, is to live a stable life of the young people. The young girl’s parents, who had some concerns, were completely relieved when they heard this.

That night, Teng Tai’a was full of alcohol, and his disciple Li Huainian walked slowly in the alley.

Teng Tai’a suddenly said, “Buying a pig depends on the circle, marrying a daughter-in-law depends on the mother, listening to you, listening to the rain building that woman is obviously not suitable for you, but it is Ah Cao, is able to accompany you to live the life of a woman.”

Li Huainian heatedly smiled.

Teng Tai Ah patted his disciple’s shoulder and said for no reason, “Master has never done anything for you in his life ……”

Li Huainian wanted to say something, Teng Tai’a waved his hand, interrupting what his disciple wanted to say, and continued, “It’s your thing if you want to not want to, master doesn’t care, since you’re more than likely going to settle down on this side of Xi Shu nowadays, then master always tries to make sure that this place doesn’t fall into a situation of military chaos and chaos, plus master originally wanted to go to North Liang for a trip, don’t you worry, in today’s world, no matter whether it’s Li Yang Tai’an City or Liangmang border, as long as Master himself wants to go, no one can stop Master.”

The young man whispered, “Master, if you start a family, I’m afraid that in the future, it will be difficult to travel the world with you.”

Teng Tai’a laughed, “In the future, if something happens, I will come to Xishu often to see you all.”

The young man hesitated and asked, “Master, I’m not a character like Xu Fenian, I’m sorry for not letting Master have a disciple who can not dishonor your reputation.”

Teng Tai’a shook his head with a straight face and said, “You are wrong, having you as a disciple is already the best.”

It’s certainly good to have Cao Changqing and a flamboyant man like Xu Fengnian in Liyang Jianghu.

But it is best for me, Deng Tai’a, to have a disciple like you.

Under the sky, if someone wants you to have a bad time, it’s simple, first ask me as a master to agree or not.

Western Sichuan Yizhou, full of peach blossoms still smiling in spring.

The unassuming middle-aged man came back without a donkey or a sword to the door of the Sword and Rain Building.

On this day, Sword and Rain House was hosting a banquet, and Mr. Yi Zhou, the governor of Yi Zhou, personally visited the house with his son, in order for the two families to tie the knot.

In order to show the solemnity of the Sword Rain Building, the building advocate Yun called the disciples to ascend to the main building, and they all took off their swords, and their swords fell as much as the rain, which made the Yizhou Buyeo standing at the edge of the square and the Yizhou vice general acting as the matchmaker between the two families a great eye-opener.

The whole city of Yizhou is clear that the Lord of the special chauffeur climbed on the white king of Shu, the post of special chauffeur is equivalent to a small assassin, and now it has long been emptied of the local forces of the assassin’s origin, the name of the first chair of the civil officials of Yizhou, and that’s certainly just a matter of time.

Therefore, the ranger who made a big fuss earlier became the obstacle of this match made in heaven in Yizhou, and no one thinks that Zhang Yun’s beloved daughter with the son of the Buyei is some kind of love affair, and they all think that from the beginning to the end it is that the ranger who doesn’t know the sky, and the young man who has lost his heart and is crazy and wants to eat swan’s meat.

When the middle-aged man came to the sword rain building gate square, is to see the building advocate Yun with his wife and children quickly step to welcome, towards the gang of Yizhou power officials, which there is a wonderful age of the beauty of the woman, stood to a dressed in brocade clothes of the handsome son of the side, smiling like a flower.

And at the time of the big event at the Jianyu Building, a young man was accompanying a young girl to walk the streets and alleyways, loudly selling apricot and peach blossoms, earning only a penny a flower.

The middle-aged man recalled that last night the master and disciple sat in the small courtyard at the end of the talk, the disciple told him not to worry about anything with Jianyu Lou, he nodded his head and agreed at that time. The disciple couldn’t believe it and repeated it again, he smiled and said that when the disciple was still so good at talking, how bad could he be as a master.

In fact, Teng Tai’a still has a sentence not said, his master has never talked to anyone, to the Wu Family Sword Graveyard is so, to the jianghu is also so.

Therefore, having such a nosy and soft-hearted disciple like him was the biggest trouble in his life apart from his success in practicing sword, it was also the biggest pride for Teng Tai Ah.

Teng Tai’a smiled to himself, the party again to that concierge old man stopped, after hearing that he is to ask the sword in the sword rain building, a comical and ridiculous expression of no good, asked him since it is to use the sword to cut the competition, so where is your sword.

Teng Tai’a did not answer anything, his figure flickered and then came inside the Sword Rain Building.

Teng Tai’a looked up at the main building, hung with a golden plaque “The First Sword Rain on Earth” written by the Sword Emperor of Xishu in the early years, the plaque glittered in the light of the spring sunshine.

The first to notice the sudden appearance of this middle-aged man sword rain building characters, not by the western Shu martial arts known as the three qi through the Xuan sword master Zhang Yun, nor are the several outstanding sword skills of the worship of the elders, but a few bored around looking around the accompaniment of the disciples, these people most of the owner of the building of the gold with charming thoughts, but know that there is a big difference between the son of the Yizhou Biehao is even more ashamed, the thought of the woman to be Into the arms of others, stored in the attitude of not seeing the heart, and then saw that there is no sword and even more imposing rough linen-clothed man to speak of. Only they also did not pay attention to, to know the West Shu sword rain building although compared to the East Vietnam Sword Pond, the South Border Dragon Palace such a world famous sect, but after all, is a state of the ear of the people, the building advocate is among the top ten masters of the West Shu, young is once let the spring posting of the old master of the Hall of Xie Lingzheng are optimistic about the genius of the swordsman, although so far has not yet ranked among the first realm, but the whole of the West Shu Road jianghu believe that the top ten masters, Zhang Yun is the most powerful of the ten masters. masters, Zhang Yun is one of the most hopeful to enter that legendary realm.

The second grade small master, although with a small word, but enough to open a sect in the state of Liyang, those first grade realm of fairy characters tend to see the head of the dragon and not see the tail, lazily pay attention to the affairs of the jianghu, the ordinary martial arts people are more difficult to get close to, so the real Liyang jianghu, the most scenic role, is Zhang Yun such as visible and touching the martial arts master, is the every now and then on the face of the jianghu masters, no bragging about with the martial arts evaluation of the great master at a table and had a drink, the masters, the masters, the masters, the masters, the masters and the masters, the masters and the masters. No one will believe it if you brag about having a drink at a table with those great masters of martial arts. Because Zhang Yun stream, not only the cultivation is really high, and there are people on the body, do things also grounded child, if said to have the honor to have a side with the famous Sword and Rain Building owner, that can only let a person startled, only will believe it.

A loud boom made the heart of the Sword Rain Building tremble up and down.

The plaque that was personally bestowed by the old Western Shu Imperial Uncle cracked into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, all feel unimaginable, that piece of the origin of the plaque is the first class nanmu material, never to be so unbearable wind and sun, and this piece of plaque hanging but more than thirty years, how can be among the fracture such as a sword split open?

The crowd looked around, finally the line of sight gathered in the hands behind the middle-aged man, even the second-grade master Zhang Yun also failed to see traces of this man, will be the culprit of the destruction of the valuable piece of plaque?

Zhang Yun, the owner of the Sword and Rain Building, is one of the most famous masters in Western Sichuan, and he is a seasoned swordsman who believes that even with a sword in his hand, he would not be able to split a plaque with his sword qi from 300 to 400 paces away.

This kind of character came to visit, no matter how domineering the posture is, it is still not something that can be easily dealt with by the large number of people in the Sword and Rain Building.

The reason why the Wu Family’s Sword Mound had remained in the top three of the Jianghu Clans for hundreds of years was because it was said that even a child at the Sword Mound was able to maneuver a sword away from his hand like a butterfly sparrow, which in itself meant that it was not easy to cultivate sword qi.

What to talk about a sword qi sweeping the air hundreds of paces later without reducing the power, directly split so a huge plaque?

One of the servants hurriedly swept away, stood at the entrance of the main building and carefully examined it, then swept back to Zhang Yun’s side, his face pale and whispering.

Zhang Yun was immediately struck by lightning.

It was caused by the sword energy.

And that sword qi broke through the plaque, even the main building building also gave a smooth split.

There is a saying in the Jianghu of Liyang that since the death of Su Mao, the royal relative, outside the gate of the Imperial City, and the death of Huang Jintu at the head of the Eastern Sea, there has been no more outstanding swordsman in Xishu.

This also tells a few points about the current dilemma of Xishu’s martial arts.

Especially after the spring posting grass hall Xie Ling Zhen died violently in the fast snow mountain manor for no reason, the successor rouge evaluation beauty thank you only to the posture of the world, but not to the martial arts cultivation to make people heartily convinced, so more to give a kind of shu jianghu no patriarch’s view.

The middle-aged man slowly forward, walked to a distance of thirty to forty paces away from Zhang Yun stopped, finally opened his mouth: “Reasoning, my disciple has already spoken, you do not listen, then I do not have to reason with you today.”

Zhang Yun wanted to cry without tears, how do I know what kind of god your disciple is? How could I know what kind of disciple your disciple is? If he’s the disciple of a great master of the sword like you, we at Sword and Rain Building can’t even wait to worship him as a Bodhisattva, so how could he reason with us and not listen to us?

Zhang Yun’s mind turned quickly, look at this man is only about thirty or forty years of age, and with their own sword rain building overly difficult, most likely not the Western Shu Jianghu people, otherwise how to sell his Zhang Yun a few points of face, but the power of the sword rain building has never been confined to the territory of the Western Shu, the door in the disciple’s behavior is also quite introverted, there are few dead knots of the jungle enemies, even if it is the order to go out of the Shu walking in the jianghu for the sword rain building to make a name for the outstanding disciple, but also have not heard of with the Li Yang House, the disciples are not the same, but they are not the same. I’ve never heard of any big grudge with the great sects of the jianghu in Liyang. To be honest, if you really want to mess with those top masters in Liyang, the disciples of Sword and Rain House must have the ability to do so, right?

Zhang Yun is also a bit puzzled, this person in front of him is not visible, no momentum, does not seem to be the person who is out to fight, is there a real world outside of the real masters in the dark?

The middle-aged uncle’s eyes in the sword rain building people swept through, saw that the world’s chaos young woman, her side of the six or seven points of the similarity of the woman, face gloomy, seems to weigh the pros and cons, hesitation to borrow the official forces to knock the mountain tiger. A few Jianyu House worship is like a great enemy, obviously more than the woman to know the importance of which, some things, the government forces can be suppressed, but some things, may not be suppressed.

Zhang Yun looks elegant, the waist side of the famous Western Shu sword fire candle, extremely rare to execute the senior etiquette respectfully bowed: “Dare to ask the senior disciple who, if indeed my sword rain building offended the senior disciple, Zhang Yun will certainly give the senior an account!”

The middle-aged man replied, looking at the group, “Which one is the one holding the sword mandrill?”

The high ranking and bloated Yizhou Buwei narrowed his eyes and said conspiratorially, “Today is a great day for this official and Brother Zhang’s two families, but I never thought that there would be someone who dares to act like this in Yizhou City, so this official has really seen it all!”

The deputy general of Yizhou with thousands of soldiers in his hands laughed coldly and said, “In the area under the jurisdiction of this general, there are still people from the Jianghu Lake who dare to violate the prohibition by using martial arts!”

Zhang Yun looked at the Yizhou two power civil and military are so clear position, the heart of the great determination, but is still thinking of peace, salute, straighten up the waist, staring at the uninvited guests, “Senior, is it my sword rain building chief worship Hu Da Chun and high disciples have a misunderstanding?”

The middle-aged man ignored both the two Xishu official dignitaries as well as the intentionally ambling Sword Rain Building’s owner, but instead looked towards the swordsman who had previously gone to the main building to survey the plaque, dressed in white, with white hair and white beard, and even the scabbard of his sword was snow-white, very much a fairy style and Taoism.

He asked, “You are the one who threw three swords at my disciple?”

This Western Shu Sword Dao Grandmaster, whose sword skills were no weaker than Zhang Yun’s within the Sword Rain Building, appeared to be calm and collected, but he did not answer, not knowing if he was unwilling or did not dare to do so.

But after the middle-aged man asked these words, the mother-daughter pair and the handsome gentleman both changed their faces slightly, the woman’s eyes became more and more sinister, the young woman skimmed her lips, and the young man subconsciously took a step back.

The middle-aged man said flatly, “A sword returns a sword.”

Just in the instant that the white-haired offering holding the golem tried to go and hold the hilt of the sword, his chest exploded with blood splattering everywhere.

Only after this silent “one sword” killing, scarlet blood splatters were still exploded in front of Zhang Da Chun’s body at the two acupoints of Ju Que and Qi Hai at the same time.

Not to mention unsheathing his sword, Zhang Da Chun who didn’t even hold the hilt of his sword fell back.

One sword can kill, but to say return three swords is to return three swords.

The middle-aged man in the eyes of the crowd has always had his hands behind his back, and Zhang Yun is even more certain that this person has no ripples of qi at all.

Cold hands and feet of Zhang Yun can not care about the master style, raised his head to look around, as if trying to find that hide behind the curtain of the great masters, words with a few points can not hide the fear, “Seniors Sword and Rain House Zhang Yun, I implore seniors to come out to talk to, seniors are willing to sincerely compensate for the crime!”

This middle-aged man turned his head to look at those two high officials of Yizhou, “I don’t know what kind of officials you are, but even if Chen Zhi Bao is standing here today, he can’t stop the people I want to kill. If you don’t believe me, just feel free to bring your troops, thousands or tens of thousands, I can wait for you. If you don’t ask for soldiers, I will kill you now. If you ask for soldiers, I will still kill you. Remember before you die at that time, don’t reason with me.”

Of course the world didn’t know that even Xie Guanying, the man behind the capture of the scaly dragon for King Chen Zhi Bao of Shu, had given him a sword to kill.

The woman laughed sarcastically, “What a big mouth, to think that you don’t even care about our King of Shu! My grandfather is a close friend with the Western Shu Road Secretary ……”

The middle-aged man interrupted the woman’s words, “Then even your grandfather and the West Shu Road’s Secretary General are invited to the Sword Rain Tower together, I will wait. If I can’t wait for them, I’ll just go to the door and kill them.”

The woman was about to say some harsh words, but her husband, Zhang Yun, who hadn’t uttered a single word since she passed away, angrily roared, “Shut up, you son of a bitch!”

The trembling Sword Rain Building owner looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a bitter face, “Dare I ask if senior is from the Wu Family’s Sword Mound or the East Vietnam Sword Pond?”

Still not seeing how the middle-aged man struck, the dumbfounded Lord Yizhou Buyeo had already fallen back and died on the spot.

The middle-aged man’s tone remained undulating, “It is somewhat related to the Wu Family, but not related to the East Vietnam Sword Pond.”

That Yizhou Vice General was horrified, “Did you really kill the Yizhou Bujie?!”

The middle-aged man told a joke that wasn’t funny at all, “It’s fine if you think it’s fake, just a reminder, if you don’t go to ask for troops, you’re about to die too.”

Then that military general with a crying voice said a bigger joke, trembling and said, “This warrior, we have no grievances, warrior you …… you can not kill innocents indiscriminately ah, this matter has nothing to do with me, I do not care, warrior you can kill whoever you want to kill in Yizhou, if you are not willing to do it yourself, the last general to help You kill, okay?”

The middle-aged man did not speak.

After he walked out of the Wu Family’s Sword Mound, he actually hadn’t been too fond of that jianghu, except for that disciple of his over the years, so he was willing to treat the jianghu people and jianghu matters with courtesy.

So the four great masters of martial arts evaluation, he Deng Tai’a, Cao Changqing of Western Chu, Xu Fengnian of Northern Liang, and Tuoba Bodhisattva of Northern Mang, in fact, only he, Deng Tai’a, is truly at large.

So the jianghu looking for my trouble, I can ignore, but I Teng Tai’a want to find the world people’s trouble, no one want to hide away.

Therefore Xie Guan Ying, who was ranked at the top of the Land Dynasty Immortals list, hid for thousands of miles, from Tai’an City in the north to the shore of the South China Sea, and still failed to escape death under his sword.

At this very moment, two more Sword and Rain Building disciples, who had only been motivated to kill, fell to the ground.

Zhang Yun looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, whose name was still unknown, and said with incomparable pathos: “Senior, I don’t know what happened, but after Zhang Da Chun, all of them are not guilty of death!”

The Yizhou vice general woke up, ran away, thinking of leaving the sword rain building to run as far away as possible, leaving Yizhou, no matter how much silver to spend with how many connections, are going to the king of Shu’s residence to take refuge.

The middle-aged man didn’t even bother to look at this Shu general’s wretched escape, glancing at the Sword Rain Building’s owner, “As I said, I didn’t come to your Sword Rain Building today to come to reason.”

Zhang Yun, whose heart was like ashes, asked, “Could it be that senior is really not afraid of being an enemy of my Western Shu Dao government and the entire Western Shu martial arts forest?”

The middle-aged man who kills at will laughed and said, “If Chen Zhi Bao were here, he certainly wouldn’t say such words.”

Zhang Yun let out a bitter smile and gripped the hilt of his fire candle sword, “I know that I am not a match for senior, but for the sake of Sword and Rain House’s hundreds of years of reputation or for the sake of my wife and children’s lives, I will dare to fight with senior.”

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, “I will not kill you today. My disciple said that you, Zhang Yun, have a reputation for chivalry for being a generous person, and with these words, you don’t have to die.”

The handsome son of a male kneeled on the ground and bawled at the corpse of his father, Yizhou Biejiao, “You crazy man, why did you kill my father? You shall not die!”

Zhang Yun’s daughter, after seeing the miserable appearance of her beloved man, was also pearly and crouched down to comfort him for a few moments, but was pushed away by the young man, “Get lost, it’s all because of you, the bereaved man, my father was killed by you! If it wasn’t for you and your mother’s encouragement, how could I, the son of a donkey, make things difficult for that nobody, and how could I personally use my official position to ask Zhang Da Chun to hurt someone?”

Zhang Yun was struck by lightning, turned around with a wooden face, looked at his wife and daughter, and asked expressionlessly, “Tell me, what is going on? It’s all come to this, at least I want Zhang Yun to die in a clear way.”

The charming woman no longer half of the usual graceful demeanor, look hideous horror, said sternly: “Zhang Yun! How do I know that poor boy’s master is so powerful, to blame can only blame the young man surnamed Li intentionally pretend to be stupid, if he did not intend to conceal the identity of the teasing us sword rain building, how would I deliberately block him and our daughter’s marriage? Haha, now I only regret that I didn’t let that old punk Zhang Da Chun kill him with a sword!”

Zhang Yun looked at his insane wife, unfamiliar and disgusted, and turned around again, “Elder, can I, Zhang Yun, exchange my death for the lives of the unrelated people of the Sword and Rain Building?”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, “You can’t.”

Zhang Yun’s lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

The middle-aged man added: “Don’t worry, I originally came here today to kill only one person, Zhang Da Chun, and now it’s just adding the one on the ground, as well as the vice general of Yizhou who fled from the Sword Rain Building, as for the other several dead people, since they are trying to kill me, they will have to pay the price for giving birth to the idea of killing. Although in my opinion, your wife and daughter and the two of them deserve to die as well, but my disciple has never had such thoughts, and I will not make him feel guilty.”

Zhang Yun could no longer understand this man’s thoughts at all.

Just like when he climbed up the stairs to watch the images of the ancient Sword Immortals hanging in the building since he was young, he could never understand why the same sword in their hands could be used to move the mountains and the earth with the sword of an immortal.

But the middle-aged man said: “your sword rain building from now on do not reopen, what the sword fall like rain is a great spectacle, really insulting your hands of the sword, I believe that the world any sword, as long as in the hands of the real swordsman, all disdain and other people’s swords with, Li ChunGang’s wooden horse bull is so, the world is ordinary sword is also so. So the top floor of those hanging like the person painted, if there is a spirit in heaven, it is estimated that have long laughed all laugh dead. Sword in the sheath, only for the injustice, a sword out of the sheath, more need to ask the heart without shame, is not to be used for outsiders to enjoy the scene to clap and applaud?”

Zhang Yun smiled miserably, his eyes resolute, said in a deep voice: “Senior said, a lot of sense, but the sword rain building is after all my Zhang ancestors hundreds of years of blood condensed, so today Zhang Yun can be dead and the building does not exist, but not the building does not exist and Zhang Yun to live!”

This was the first time the middle-aged man had ever looked at this man squarely.

Zhang Yun tightly gripped the fire candle sword, no more distractions in his mind, “My Zhang family sword rain building, there has been Lu Zu rode a crane, there has been the sword emperor Su Xiu boarded the building to comment on the world’s swordsmen, and there is the sword god Li Chungang here to point out the grandfather’s sword skills, I Zhang Yun today if I retreat, then the sword rain building is really dead! Zhang Tranquility, Zhang Zhiyuan, Zhang Temperance, Zhang Mingzhi, the four of you remember, after my death, the people of the Sword and Rain Building can die, the plaque can fall, but only the three words of the Sword and Rain Building cannot be absent! It cannot be dishonored!”

Zhang Yun drew his Fire Candle Sword and went to his death generously, smiling, “Before I die, I would like to thank senior for letting me draw my sword. For senior’s disciple, that young man named Li Huainian, I Zhang Yun, who is about to die, also dare to say a few words from my heart. In fact, I have a good feeling about Li Huainian, not because his bones are not outstanding, but his insights into swordplay are extremely high, but seeing this young man reminds me of my own youthful ambition and willingness to do whatever it takes for the one I want. the miserable encounters of my youth in general, only later for some unknown reason my youngest daughter suddenly changed her mind, and at that time, I still had some regrets and didn’t think deeply about it, not to mention that I didn’t think of Zhang Da Chun taking a shot at that young man.”

Speaking here, Zhang Yun turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman whose eyes already had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and softly said, “The former you, was not like this.”

The woman was at a loss.

The middle-aged man no longer had his hands behind his back, looked at the Sword Rain Building owner who was holding a starting sword style in front of him, and laughed, “Feel free to make a move, I have my own measure, and I will let you know when your strength is exhausted and when you are dead.”

Xishu sword rain building claimed to collect the world’s subtle sword moves more than a thousand, although in fact most of the sword moves are generations of the sword building master and outstanding disciples of the moves only, look at the world is not how outstanding, just hundreds of years of savings under the heritage, some of the bottom of the box moves, is indeed the world’s first-class sword art, it is a pity that Zhang Yun also know that many of the sword moves to the pinnacle of the wonderful, and he shall not be one of the true meaning of it is just too much of the sword masters after all After all, too many sword masters have their own inheritance, the sword is scattered and mixed, and there is no lack of two or two contradictions, Zhang Yun did not reach the realm of returning to the realm of truth, such as encountering gold ten thousand taels and empty fists can only take away a few hundred pounds.

The middle-aged man has one hand behind his back and one hand outstretched.

Zhang Yun’s sword has a variety of weather, suddenly majestic as the sun rises in the east, suddenly soft and continuous as the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, suddenly thick and heavy as the winter snow, suddenly light and airy as the birds flying on the branches.

What’s even more rare is that Zhang Yun’s articulation between all the different sword intentions is meticulous and not too abrupt or hard.

The first sentence of the Sword and Rain Building’s family motto is clear: “Sunrise in Kunlun, bright moon in Canghai, water in Chunshen Lake, big tide in Guangling, smoke and haze in Chicheng, flying snow in Liangliao, yellow sand in the desert, and all kinds of wonders are embedded in the sword’s meaning, and they are all one, and the way of the sword stops at the end of the world!

The middle-aged man just flicked off the tip of the fire candle with his finger every time Zhang Yun passed out his sword, so every chirp meant that one of Zhang Yun’s exquisite sword intent came to an abrupt end.

This absurd scene was just like a gentleman’s recitation of famous lines from the past, which was interrupted by a vulgar villager with the word “fart”.

On the plaza, only sword energy was seen like a rainbow.

Zhang Yun’s one man and one sword were blurred, except for the middle-aged man who always stood in place, lightly describing the situation and flicking his fingers.

Even if it is a layman’s sword rain building handyman disciples, also know that the two sword Dao attainments high and low, such as the difference between clouds and mud.

Their master or grandmaster, west shu sword rain building advocate yun, ranked one of the top ten masters of west shu road, even as the top of the list of the spring posting grass hall chief priest Liu read micro, also never dare to say that only with two fingers against the enemy pouring out the sword of zhang yun, not to mention is the premise of the body is not moving like a mountain.

The emergence of this middle-aged man, not only shocked the legend of the land of immortals in general, the mysterious cultivation, but also for many aspiring to the top of the sword sword rain building disciples, spread a far-reaching and magnificent martial arts scroll.

Everyone present has mixed feelings, the sword rain building encountered such a great enemy of life and death, who can save the waves of madness? Today, it is doomed to fail, but can it really do so in ten or twenty years’ time?

At the time of Zhang Yun’s weakening sword, but also when the master of the Sword Rain Building knows that he must die, Zhang Yun, on the contrary, does not have too much reluctance in his heart, only to feel that after the sound display of his life’s work, it is still just a matter of this person’s double finger flick, some of them are ashamed of their ancestors, just a thousand years of hard work can not be, but at this moment in a trance between the sword heart to achieve the clear and empty realm of the him, there is no longer any regrets.

“Master, don’t kill, killing is against the law ah!”

Suddenly an anxious voice sounded in the distance, that not unfamiliar voice fell in the ears of the disciples of the Sword and Rain Building, before only felt ridiculous and abominable, this moment is no different from heavenly music.

As for the content of that speech, no one felt funny anymore.

The middle-aged man flicked away Zhang Yun’s one man and one sword with both fingers, forcing him to withdraw tens of paces away, and turned his head to the disciple who had hurriedly rushed to him with an exasperated laugh and said, “Since when is killing a person not a crime?”

The young man ran to his side and whispered, “Let’s not talk about whether it’s against the law or not, but you’re killing people in front of so many people’s eyes… It’s not good to hear that the Peach Blossom Sword God is killing people in the Sword and Rain Building in Western Sichuan, which is detrimental to his reputation!”

That concierge old man who ran off to search all over the streets for the young man’s trail, didn’t know that he was equal to saving Sword Rain House’s life.

The middle-aged man helplessly said, “When have I ever cared about reputation?”

The young man said with a straight face, “I, as a disciple, care! Very much!”

The middle-aged man laughed it off.

Sweating Zhang Yun sheathed his sword, clasped his fists with both hands, a smile of incomparable sincerity and happiness on his face, and bowed to the end, “I already know the identity of the senior, the Sword Rain Building has been removed from the name of Western Sichuan because of the senior, and Zhang Yun has no regrets in this life! The Sword and Rain Building also has no regrets!”

As soon as these words came out, all of the Sword Rain Building’s envoys and disciples from Zhang Yun on down were shocked.

In the jianghu, for all the characters of the white way, personal reputation is extremely important, as for the reputation of the clan involved, it is even more important.

Zhang Yun this shocking statement, the implication is that the middle-aged man in front of the ordinary appearance, in the world of the sword, as the Wu family head of the power of the Sword Mound said flying swords, as Chai Qingshan on behalf of the East Vietnam Sword Pond said casting swords.

Otherwise, no matter how high this person’s martial arts cultivation is, no matter how this person regards all living beings as ants, it would not be enough to make Zhang Yun, who has the intention of martyring himself with the sword, take the initiative to say this sentence.

The middle-aged man did not look different and accepted it openly, or to be more precise, ignored it completely.

The woman who was previously pushed away by the Yizhou Buyeo land, at this time snuggled in her mother’s arms, pathetic, after seeing the private two once had a period of swearing alliance of the foreign countryside ranger child, her timid face with a few points of natural charm, love, she walked out a few steps forward, gazed deeply at that in the mother poured the ecstasy soup after they were discarded as if it were their own young man, softly said: “Huai Nian, I was wrong, you forgive me, okay? I actually haven’t forgotten about you, it’s just that my family ……”

Li Huainian turned his head to look at the young girl that he had told her to stay in the distance, she was carrying that bamboo basket of flowers, looking up.

The apricot blossoms in the basket had already been sold out, and there were still three or two branches of peach blossoms.

He turned his head with a smile, collected his laughter, and glanced at the Sword and Rain Building woman without speaking.

The middle-aged man asked, “Finally dead in the water?”

The young man gave a hmmm and nodded vigorously.

As if sensing something, the young man asked with a face full of surprise, “Master, you couldn’t have tricked me into coming here on purpose, could you?”

The middle-aged man was impassive.

The young man walked to his side and whispered depressingly, “Master, I didn’t think you were crooked before, if you were so cunning, your reputation in the jianghu would have long surpassed what Wang Xianzhi Cao Changqing, not to mention that Xu Fengyin.”

The middle-aged man lazily said, “Your business is over, master himself still has a little matter pending, there is a vice general of Yizhou to be killed, but I think the runaway is even more powerful than that guy surnamed Xie.”

Then he glanced at Zhang Yun who was as respectful as seeing the reincarnation of his ancestor, hesitated for a moment, but still said, “People who practice the sword, don’t emphasize victory and defeat over life and death, the dead can’t afford to lift a three-foot sword. Well, finally say a few words, you Zhang Yun sword art is not bad, the sword is not bad, at least let me know one thing, Su Xiu Huang Jintu after two people, Western Sichuan still have a sword. So this sword rain building will continue to open it, but today’s matter stops within the door of your sword rain building, if the grudges involved in the future outside the door, my next door, not so good to talk.”

Zhang Yun was relieved and even more grateful, once again cupping his fists and bending over, grand and unusual.

Master and disciple turned to leave.

“Master, these words at the end of your words …… are really extremely patriarchal, is that the last time that trip out of the country to learn from someone?”

“……”

“Master, in the future again with people in conflict, how to speak in accordance with this set of rules, quasi right!”

“……”

“Master, let’s master and disciple clear accounts, you can’t because you put up enough of an expert frame, just pat your ass and dash away, can’t not care about my future livelihood in Yizhou city ah, I’m the one who wants to live a long time here …… A grass and their families are poor people, my sword skills are not good, you just yesterday Said let me live a stable life, silver ah bride price ah I have not you out, can not leave me and a grass a mess ……”

“Shut up!”

“That stubborn donkey you take care of yourself!”

“Haha, the sun is nice today.”

Watching that pair of masters and disciples walk away after meeting up with the flower seller girl.

Zhang Yun had mixed feelings.

Wang Xuanlin, the eldest disciple of Sword and Rain Building, who was once hailed by Xie Ling Zhen of Spring Post Cao Tang as “sure to be a great success in twenty years”, came to his master’s side and asked cautiously, “Master, is this senior also a swordsman?”

Zhang Yun didn’t answer this big disciple’s question, looking at the direction of the gate in a daze, and only after a long time asked with a smile, “At the end of last year, you bunch of fools were discussing that we must find a good day to hang the portrait of the Peach Blossom God of the Sword on the top floor, and if I don’t remember it correctly, at that time, you also insisted that the portrait of this Sword Immortal be hanged in the area between Lu Zu and Li Chungang, did you pick a good day yet? ”

Wang Xuanlin curiously said, “But doesn’t our Sword and Rain Building have the unchanging ancestral rule that only after the death of those unrivaled masters of the Way of the Sword, are we allowed to hang up the portrait in our building?”

Zhang Yun muttered to himself, “For his parting words, ‘There are still swords in Xishu’, I want to hang up his portrait even if I am scolded by my ancestors as an unworthy descendant. Not to mention making an exception for the Peach Blossom Sword God who almost became in-laws with my Sword Rain Tower, so what?”

Wang Xuanlin was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Zhang Yun said in a deep voice, “Sword Rain Building disciples, all unsheathe your swords! Stand up and hold the Tai Ah Style!”

Finally, Zhang Yun looked toward the gate and said in a loud voice, “The three hundred and twenty-four people of Sword and Rain Building of Xishu, with the three-foot swords in their hands, will see off the Peach Blossom God of Swords!”

The woman was dumbfounded and muttered, “Peach Blossom Sword God, Deng Tai’a, so you are Deng Tai’a ……”

The young woman was filled with tears of remorse, “Why, why are you his disciple ……”

Outside the gate of Sword Rain Building, the innocent flower selling girl tugged on Li Huainian’s sleeve and asked strangely, “Who is the Peach Blossom Sword God in their mouths?”

Li Huainian stifled his laughter and skimmed his mouth.

The young girl looked at Uncle Teng walking in front of them, this middle aged uncle who walked into the courtyard yesterday with a donkey, and laughed happily, “Brother Li, this name …… sounds amazing, I have heard some of Mr. Storyteller’s plays, and all of those warriors seem to be less famous than Uncle Teng. ”

Teng Tai Ah turned around and picked up a branch of peach blossom from the young girl s basket, smiled and said, “Do you think that a guy whose disciple has been beaten to the point that he has been lying on the bed for two or three months, how powerful can he be? So yeah, this Peach Blossom Sword God is just as marvelous as it sounds.”

The young girl glanced at the young man, the corners of her mouth smiling a little.

The young man became annoyed and said, “One penny for one flower!”

The middle-aged uncle played the trick and said, “No money, owe it.”

The young girl suddenly turned red, “Uncle Deng, I ……”

The middle-aged man who seemed to guess what the young girl thought in her heart, smiled at her and shook his head, then picked up the branch of peach blossoms in his mouth, rested his hands on the back of his head, and turned around and then said gently, “My Deng Tai’ah’s disciple has married the best woman under the sky.”

The young girl was shy, but when Uncle Teng said this, the apprehension in her heart that had never dared to hope to become a couple with Big Brother Li was much less.

She thought again, the Peach Blossom Sword God who was so unassuming, an elder who was so nice to talk to, should really not be that kind of resounding jianghu warrior, right?

The young girl suddenly felt sorry for Big Brother Li and Uncle Teng for thinking so, and quietly spat out her tongue.

In the spring of this year, as Li Huinian’s master, Deng Ta’a in can be considered half in-laws of Ah Cao’s parents, in their family store as a helpful shopkeeper, ushered in, saved less than ten taels of silver, before leaving Western Sichuan Yizhou to go to the Northern Liang Pass, and then brazenly with the apprentice on credit for twenty taels of silver, and with this money to buy a common iron sword.

On the way to Liang, Deng Tai’a, the Peach Blossom Sword God, for the first time in his life, had a sword hanging from his waist since he drew his first sword from the sword mound when he was young.

At the end of the second year of Xiangfu, Huishan Guniu Gang.

The snow is heavy at Daxueping.

In the twilight, a woman in purple, alone out of the building has become a martial arts shrine of the lack of moon building, she held a common bamboo handle oil paper umbrella, in the sky wind and snow slowly walking alone.

The mountain is a year-round visitors such as clouds, tourists like weaving, that is, this belated goose feather snow, also did not stop their footsteps on the mountain, but in the purple-clothed woman out of the building, Huishan chief guest Secretary Huang Fangfo will immediately notify the subordinates, today from the bullock Dagang to set up a barrier at the entrance of the Daxue Ping, whether it is idle or their own Daxue Ping people, are not allowed to approach the Daxue Ping, are not allowed to approach that! Suddenly have the snow enjoyment of the Hui Mountain mountain master, violators will not be pardoned. Today’s Hui Mountain, as the hostess of Xuanyuan Qingfeng has long ignored the common things, two dynasties of Huang Fangfo can be said to be in power, martial arts cultivation is also vaguely by the finger Xuan among the signs of the heavenly image, this step across, it is really like a traveler across the rift valley, like the reader of the high school three.

In these two years, Hui Shan, in the Jianghu of Liyang, like the sky.

Martial arts evaluation of the four great masters in the Liyang three, Cao Changqing has died, Deng Tai’a trace hard to find, Xu Fengyen far in the northwest corner of the land, and in recent years, the good people assessed the Liyang ten masters, and Xuan Yuan Qingfeng Qi Jiajie Chai Qingshan few people, but also far less than the Hui Mountain purple so bright and colorful, and even adoring people will be this martial arts alliance is beautifully known as the “rouge masters! “, not only is enough to be on the list of rouge evaluation of the beauty, but also the martial arts master, the whole world, only that rumored to have been martyred Western Chu empress Jiang Si can be comparable, and now Jiang Si has died, the whole jianghu is like to be lonely for Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

Lonely like today’s snow ping of this spectacular snow scene, snow, covered the sky, but only one person to view her.

She stopped at the edge of the cliffs of the Great Snowy Ping and looked into the distance, a small oil-paper umbrella covered with white snow.

As if the beauty of the white head.

At this time, there is a person who is a big scene sneakily appeared in the big snow apron, is standing in the second floor of the missing moon building gazing at the purple-clad figure of Huang Fangfo suddenly face gloomy, is about to float down out of the building, the bold over the thunder pool guy thrown into the big snow apron outside of the river to feed the fish, just so that the city of the deep Hui Mountain chief guest secretary was shocked, although Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not make a sound, and even the beauty is always independent of the wind and snow, there is not the slightest movement, but Huang Fangfo is the only one to see. The slightest movement, but Huang Fangfo bias feel a pouncing aura, stopping him will be out of not yet out of the shot, yes, is the aura, and not only qi machine.

Huang Fangfo respectfully took a step back to show that he understood. Huang Fangfo was puzzled, that uninvited guest he is not a stranger, is an inconspicuous little man, always like to brag with people nonsense he and the Northern Liang King Xu Fengyen together walked the rivers and lakes, together ate and drank together on the boat, together went to the fast snow mountain manor, but also said that the two of them are brother and brother friends, good friends.

Huang Fangfo of course does not believe in this absurd claim, only believe that the two people who are different from each other are just passing by, that young feudal lord will not take it seriously, while that young man in Daxueiping is too serious. As for why he was able to successfully settle down in Huishan, Huang Fangfo is also very strange, after all, after Xuanyuan Qingfeng did the hands off, Huang Fangfo need to deal with too many matters, it is impossible to care about the roots of a nobody. Now Hui Mountain divided into three, six, nine and so on, the same is the Secretary for worship, the first and last two treatment gap is very great, the young man is the most inferior Hui Mountain Secretary for worship, only in the middle of the mountainside in the remote area has a small courtyard, or with the other two people live together, the monthly silver, but the twenty to thirty two, which is at the foot of the town side of the Hui Mountain, are not enough to drink a decent flower wine.

The young end of the flow of the Secretary carefully looked around, inner apprehension, he originally wanted to come to the big snow Ping look at the scenery, try to find an opportunity to have this pleasure with the same jianghu seniors set close, did not want to climb the mountain all the way unimpeded, not even a shadow of a person did not see, would like to hit the road back to the home, can be in the snow for half an hour, but also reluctant to, so muddled into the bullocks Dagang, the most important thing is the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people in the world, the number of people who are in the world, the number of people in the world. In fact, near the summit of the important secretary of worship have got the news, this young man is far from qualified to let the big snow ping servant with him to know a word, so it is crooked, to him to see the cliff side of the attack like the immortal’s purple clothes.

This is the first time he saw her in Hui Shan after the fence, the first time to see her or in the fast snow manor, the alias Xu Qi’s “jianghu friend”, the pro and he said it might as well go to Hui Shan to see, but also said that there is a like to wear purple clothes of the woman is still considered a friend to go to the Hui Shan can be a caretaker. He did not take it seriously at the time, but the jianghu hard to mix ah, especially his rootless duckweed, to where only the part of the blank stares, really can not, this time to see the opportunity, brazenly risked his life “to see” the Hui Mountain purple, did not want to almost hold the heart of the death of him, in the woman narrowed her eyes after some measurements, presumably to determine that he did not have the guts! After talking nonsense, she is actually the bodhisattva great mercy nodded to agree to down, he only remembered in that pair of ice-cold eyes stare down, he sweated like rain, wait for her to leave for a long time is still lost in thought. Then he came to Hui Mountain, although not a step to heaven, but finally have a landing place, do not have to in that jianghu like a lonely ghost floating around, he does not expect more, year round food and drink, satisfied.

After seeing her, he gathered the courage to walk forward step by step with difficulty, I do not know whether it is difficult to walk on snowy ground or the reason of reverence, clad in straw raincoat, he walked with difficulty.

When he managed to walk to ten steps behind her, a cold voice gently sounded, “I only remember your surname yellow, what do you call forget, yellow what to come?”

The voice is not big, but in his ears is like a thunderbolt, the original high as the heavenly goddess of the woman, but also remember their own surnames ah?

Flattered he hastily jogged a few steps, on her side as well as a few paces behind her outside of the knowledge to stop the foot, lowered his head and bent over, smiled and said, “Report back to the mountain master, small surname Huang, single name a Tsuen word …… grass plus a completely full word, not the spring of the spring water.”

Once in front of Xu Qi pretended all the way to the old geezer Huang Tsuen, early Chinese hair, indeed looked at it is not a how to please the young descendants, he quietly waited for the following, but for a long time there is no movement, which makes him involuntarily panic, could it be that his own appearance disturbed her snow enjoyment?

She gently flicked the wrist holding the umbrella, the oil paper umbrella surface of the snow suddenly mess like flying flakes.

She did not turn her head, but only asked blandly, “Have you ever heard of a person called Wen Hua?”

Huang Tsuen said with fear and trepidation, “Of course, of course, in the capital to break down a Wen Bucheng nickname, with the capital’s first swordsman Qi Jiajie fought, at that time, even served as the Secretary of the Ministry of War Tongxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie, but also on that Wen Hua green eyes, but unfortunately later suddenly and inexplicably disappeared. Nowadays, the storytellers at the foot of the mountain say that this supreme swordsman is Xu Qi …… Oh no, it is the good brother of the new Liang king, for this reason that king also used Wen Hua’s sword moves in the western region, and with one sword, he knocked Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is also one of the four great masters of the martial arts evaluation, out of the city.”

She asked again, “Then are you envious?”

Huang Tsuen smiled sarcastically and said, “Naturally I am envious, I have also practiced sword diligently, but unfortunately I am not that piece of material, and soon I wasted it, and I only know a few handfuls of three-footed kung fu.”

Speaking here Huang Tsuen made a slight pause and carefully said, “I was able to dabble with food and drink in Hui Mountain, it was the Bodhisattva heart of the mountain master, I did not dare to forget the mountain master’s sheltering grace in these two years in the slightest.”

She was noncommittal, the corner of her mouth quietly curled up as she muttered to herself, “Although that fellow surnamed Wen is very annoying, but Wen Hua is indeed just one Wen Hua, it was like this to that person, and it’s pretty much the same to me. It should be hard to meet this kind of …… asshole son of a bitch again in this life.”

The wind and snow at the top of the mountain was too great, and even if Huang Tsuen perked up her ears, she couldn’t hear her fine murmurings clearly at all.

She seemed to have lost interest in talking and said bluntly, “I think you also know that that person sent a lot of Hearing Tide Pavilion secrets to my Missing Moon Building, I’m giving you a choice now, either I let you pick a book of secrets at random and go down the mountain to make a break for it, or be content to be an unassuming guest secretary in my Hui Mountain, and even though you will be clothed and fed for the rest of your life, you won’t have any semblance of a future to speak of. You don’t need to speak, nodding your head means choosing the first, shaking your head means choosing the latter.”

Extremely broken mouth Huang Luan subconsciously wanted to nag a few sentences, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t say half a word, then suddenly woke up with a start, his head was full of sweat, and he hurriedly shook his head.

Huang Quan in his heart, I do not know my own catty, both can not eat the bitter, but also not that practice martial arts even out of a master’s bone talent, I have long known to be obedient and resigned to their fate.

She flatly said: “I know, you can go.”

As if amnestied Huang Tsuen did not dare to continue to linger, turned around and left.

Only after Huang Tsuen took a few steps out, she said softly, “I don’t know if the person in Mountain Master’s mouth treats me as a friend or not, and regardless of how much I brag to outsiders, the truth is that I don’t dare to think that that person is my friend. But, no matter what, I, Huang Tsuen, am very happy to have met that person.”

After saying these words, Huang Tsuen left Da Xue Ping without stopping his footsteps, not daring to secretly turn his head to look at her.

As he was descending the mountain, he somewhat felt that he was too unproductive. But after thinking about it again and again, he still felt that being able to meet “Xu Qi” in his life, meeting that young jianghu man who was willing to be dallied with by himself, and who would laugh and listen to his bragging and farting was something worth being happy about for the rest of one’s life.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood alone, the wind and snow fell on the earth, making the world more and more lonely.

She slowly walks back to that is said to be higher than the north liang listening to the tide of the pavilion is also towering into the clouds of the missing moon building, climbed to the top floor, this layer of the floor is extremely transparent, in addition to those gold nanmu corridor columns, the whole building is almost empty, there is only a rosewood beauty couch, she puts away the oil-paper umbrella, bend down to tilt it to rely on a corridor columns, she lies on the couch, one hand support the cheeks, the line of sight, looking to the west, the most special part of the building lies in the The entire west side of no walls and no railings, a look, you can see the great snow ping or even Hui mountain beyond the distant scenery, because of the heavy snow, the lack of moon building, few can walk into this floor cleaning house young maids, has long been good and clever in the west erected a silken screen, used to block the wind and snow to isolate the cold.

She squinted her eyes and faked sleep.

On the encounter of good, wonderful chance, this woman is simply heaven and earth favorites in general, first inadvertently obtained the Great Snowy Ping Book Depository a can annex other people’s qi treacherous technique, cultivation skyrocketed, at the same time she thrillingly among the realm of the first grade, but also to make themselves half-human, half-ghosts, life hangs by a thread, and then went to the north of the country, in the Listening to the tide of the Pavilion of martial arts library to learn a few of the seal of transmission of the state of the qi, not only stabilizes the realm, but also Eliminate the huge hidden danger created by flocculation qi, and then stop the river battle, lost in the hands of Wang Xianzhi, sunk in the bottom of the Guangling River, but still not dead, and there is a blessing, Liu Songtao and Zhao Huangchao each self-help their realm skyrocketed, and in one fell swoop among the great heavenly phenomenon realm. Tai’an city to stop Cao Changqing into the city, the king of Western Chu is to send her that yellow sorghum dream, so that she dreamed for decades, which benefits, can not be unusual?

No one dares to question her identity as a woman as the martial arts alliance, and some people even think that the younger generation of Jianghu masters, only she Xuanyuan Qingfeng is expected to compete with the Northwest Clan King.

As her realm climbed rapidly, in the Jianghu south of the Yangtze River to dominate, Hui Mountain power is flourishing, the pressure of Longhu Mountain, she said the world incense burners are not allowed to climb the mountain to burn incense on the 14th day of the month, then no one dares to go to Longhu Mountain to wish for blessings on that day.

She once let the then fourth prince now the emperor shall not ascend the great snow Ping, she also once in the general assembly of the world’s heroes, let the new Liang Wang thousands of miles to send people to send the initiative to send a few boxes of listening to the tide of the Pavilion of the secret manuals, as the “entrusted orphan”. She has also participated in the battle of Tai’an City, and the world’s four great masters of martial arts assessment of the Liyang three, reflecting, she is like a round of the sea of the bright moon hanging over the rivers and lakes.

Some people fear her, some people hate her, some people respect her, but it is very strange, under the sky seems to be the only thing that no one has ever loved her very purely, even if her appearance is already enough to be on the list of rouge evaluation, even if countless men in the Jianghu Lake know that as long as the conquest of this woman, it is almost equal to the conquest of half of the Jianghu Lake.

She in the big snow ping lack of moon building top floor deep living, temperamental, I do not know how many have been dead loyal to the emblem of the mountain of the jianghu masters, by her inexplicable anger into serious injuries, this life is no chance of martial arts cultivation, but she can not be regarded as mean and unforgiving, on the contrary, when she is happy, the value of thousands of dollars of the treasury tribute of the pearl of the night can also be casually rewarded slave, jianghu dream of the best secret manuals can be given away at will, and A send into a pair. It was a pity that no one could guess when she would be happy and why.

She opened her eyes, as if she felt that the screen was an eyesore, and gently waved her hand, the screen suddenly shattered and flew together with the snow.

She left that beauty couch, picked up that oil-paper umbrella, left the Missing Moon Building, and walked to the edge of the Great Snowy Ping Cliff with her umbrella again.

She slowly stretched out her hand, reaching out beyond the oil-paper umbrella, the snowflakes flaking without stopping, her palm gradually piling up snow.

She softly repeated two sentences.

“Meeting you, I am happy.”

“Meeting you, I’m not happy.”

This purple dress, in the next whole night, just so stand there, one hand with the umbrella, one hand stretched out to catch the snow, the figure does not move.

No one knows the reason, after the rivers and lakes to blackmail, rumor has it that Hui Mountain purple clothes on top of Hui Mountain to watch the snow, overnight among the land immortals.

Xiangfu two years, the festival snow.

Cold weather snow to, the ground is not very cold and snow is not big.

East Vietnam Sword Pond, this with the Wu family sword mound to compete with the “world sword learning, from what family” for hundreds of years of the ancient clan, in the Song Nianqing death of foreigners Chai Qingshan to take over the position of the patriarch, began to revitalize, a few silent for many years of old masters of the sword began to reopen the door to accept apprenticeships, and constantly have qualifications of the young people to enter the East Vietnam Sword Pond, in this casting swords that is, practicing swords.

And Li Yi Bai, who came from a high Chinese family in Jiangnan, no longer traveled far and stayed at the sword pool to help Chai Qingshan take care of his affairs. Although Li Yi Bai’s sword cultivation was growing slowly, this talented young man, who used to be on a par in the Jianghu Lake with Sword Graveyard’s contemporary Sword Crown Wu Liuding, Longhu Mountain’s Qi Xianxian, and Thistle Goose Castle’s Li Huo Li, seemed to be happy with it and did not worry about his own martial arts realm. The Liyang imperial court’s Ministry of Justice court also made a big deal of absorbing a number of Sword Pool masters, and under this great situation of a promising future, there were as many young swordsmen going to the East Vietnam Sword Pool to learn from their masters as there were crucians in the river.

During this period, the only two disciples of Patriarch Chai Qingshan, one was smiling all day long, and the other was worried all day long.

Song Nianqing’s first eldest grandson, Song Tinglu, belonged to the happy one because he could now hear many people honoring him as senior, every day, which made the teenager, who could only call out to Li Yi Bai’s senior brother for many years, feel like he had earned his money back.

As for Shan Bait Cloth, she was the unhappy one because she felt that those guys who were even older than her had hardened her by calling her old with the sound of elder brother.

Song Tinglu still only worshiped the famous Wen Busheng who became famous in Tai’an City in a single battle, loved to carry a simple homemade wooden sword on his waist every day, loved to hear others call him uncle, nodded his head in greeting as if he was old, and then waited until no one could see him, and then immediately cracked his mouth and snickered.

This day after the snow first clear, Song Tinglu looking for a long time before in a pavilion to find the fretting sister.

Song Tinglu probably know a little bit of sadness, sister from the northern Liang that place called escape summer town back, began to like to sit alone somewhere in a daze, he righteously complained to the master, said sister is not willing to concentrate on sword practice, the results did not wait for an old man and a small two masters to ask for punishment, the girl gently a sentence in the enlightenment of the sword on the master and the senior brother to send off, the young man as a senior brother of course unconvinced, the results The master let the two sparring, originally can only be in a hundred moves after a small victory of the senior sister, in eighty moves to clean up the teenager, he repeatedly lost repeatedly lost repeatedly lost repeatedly, from eighty moves to seventy moves to sixty moves, three battles lost, the end of a time is not as good as a time, naturally, the teenager Song Tinglu will be the junior sister of the single bait clothes rewarded with the nickname of a Song Bucheng, the nickname in the East Vietnam Sword Pond quickly spread, there are two than the teenager a little bit longer years old The clan’s new female disciples, when addressing Song Tinglu would add the words Song Busheng before senior, which really made the teenager both happy and worried.

When Song Tinglu ascended the steps and was about to walk into the pavilion, Shan Bait Clothes suddenly said fiercely, “Remember, from now on, this pavilion belongs to the forbidden land of our Dongyue Sword Pond, and no one is allowed to set foot in it without my permission! You can’t, senior brother Li can’t, even master can’t!”

The young girl looked at the dumbfounded teenager, waved her big hand, and said in a bad mood, “Let’s forget about it today, those who don’t know don’t sin, and remember that the next time won’t be an exception!”

Song Tinglu can do nothing about it, accustomed to the senior sister these years from time to time out of a pie-in-the-sky idea, the teenager has long been strange.

Song Tinglu mysteriously whispered, “Senior sister, do you know that today our sword pool came to an honored guest? Senior Li is all over that most cherished tea set, and Master is also accompanying him.”

The young girl didn’t count on being called senior sister by Song Tinglu today, she just absentmindedly said, “Then why don’t you accompany it together?”

The teenager bristled, “It’s not like you don’t know that I’ve never liked tea, it’s bland and tasteless. Master promised me, after two more years, he will give me permission to drink, when that time comes, I must drink from a big bowl!”

The teenager snorted, “Why don’t you just drink from a water jar, isn’t it more grandiose?”

The teenager was speechless.

In the past, he was unable to defeat her in a fight, but now he was even unable to defeat her in a fight.

The teenager was a bit depressed.

Ignorant teenagers are far from knowing men and women’s affairs, and it’s still a long way from realizing crotch melancholy.

Just when the teenager was sulking, three people came outside the pavilion, Master Chai Qingshan, Senior Brother Li Yi Bai and a young Taoist priest in Taoist robes.

Single bait clothes and Song Tinglu stood up at the same time, those three people walked quickly into the gazebo, Chai Qingshan smiled and introduced to the two disciples, “This is the little heavenly master Qi from Longhu Mountain ……”

Song Tinglu’s eyes glittered, impatiently said, “I know, I know, it’s little Luzu Qi immortal warrior.”

Li Yi Bai a chestnut knocked on the head of the teenager, gasping and laughing: “The younger generation can not call the elders by name!”

Song Tinglu hehehe smile, senior brother Li Yi Bai’s teaching is obviously by the teenager left ear into the right ear out.

The young girl raised her cheeks that were not yet fully grown, and with an innocent face, she opened the door and asked, “Daoist Qi, how many moves can you support if you fight with the King of Northern Liang?”

When Chai Qingshan heard this he was instantly filled with annoyance and glared fiercely at this silly daughter.

Immortal Warrior Qi, who was on his way to visit the East Vietnam Sword Pool on this trip, smiled and said, “If it’s just a sparring match, ten or so strokes would still be able to carry it off sloppily, but if you were to fight Xu Fengyin to the death, it would be just a matter of one stroke.”

The young girl laughed, “Daoist Qi, in that case, you must be an expert!”

Immortal Warrior Qi froze, supposedly unable to follow the young girl’s antelope thoughts.

Chai Qingshan and Li Yi Bai were both crying and laughing, Song Tinglu couldn’t help but turn her head and rolled her eyes, in her senior sister’s eyes, as long as no one was competing with that guy for the title of the world’s No. 1, she didn’t mind who was going to be the world’s No. 2 or No. 3.

Chai Qingshan instructed the two children, “Tinglu, Bait Yi, you two go outside the pavilion and practice a set of swordsmanship that each of you are most familiar with, so that Mr. Qi can help you with some corrections, it’s a rare opportunity, so buck up!”

Song Tinglu is a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, without saying a word swept out of the pavilion outside, decisive wooden sword out of the sheath, the tip of the sword spit mango, sword momentum continuous, a sword and a sword between the flow of the flow as intended, endless.

Li Yi Bai is very pleased, a good sword out like a dragon, the most important thing is to be able to feel from its sword momentum in a vibrant atmosphere, this little brother will certainly be able to become the East Vietnam sword pool in the future to carry the figure.

On the other hand, single bait clothing is a bit scribbling to cope with, pick up that in the South China sword furnace hand casting sword, reluctantly out of the pavilion, follow the example of Song Tinglu out of the sword.

Immortal Warrior Qi was observing the young girl’s sword practice very carefully, concentrating hard and not missing a single beat.

It wasn’t like a senior in the sword path was trying to instruct a junior, but rather it was like a junior learning the sword from a senior.

Li Yi Bai looked at Qi Xian Man, suddenly some enlightenment, rumor has it that this person in Tai’an City self-destruction of more than twenty years of hard work to cultivate the Dao, actually want to start again, only this kind of great perseverance character, only have the present so calm mind to look at anything in the world.

Song Tinglu finished practicing the Ape Style Sword of the East Vietnam Sword Pond, which was rumored to be taken from the handwriting of the ancient immortals, and with a smug expression on his face, he asked Qi Xianman, “Taoist Master Qi, how is my swordplay?”

Qi Xian Man smiled and said, “Long in potential, short in qi. In the future, the sword practice, not to focus on the sword intention and light moves, should be biased on the ground and study the world’s swordsman hundred of long, the stone of other mountains can be attacked by jade, must not be due to the East Vietnam sword pool strong and belittle the world’s other swords, three years within the second realm can be expected, is expected to reach the first realm within ten years. If you are able to concentrate on tamping down your body’s qi, it’s not without a chance to be in the Heavenly Elephant realm.”

Song Tinglu said with a sad face, “It’s only expected, I thought the Heavenly Elephant realm was a breeze.”

Chai Qingshan laughed in exasperation, “You low-eyed child, you must not talk nonsense in front of Mr. Qi!”

Single Bait Cloth originally thought that he had escaped, tiptoeing around with his sword, he wanted to bolt.

Unexpectedly, the young Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain laughed, “This girl, obviously a congenital sword embryo that is hard to come by in a hundred years, why do you want to squander your talent for nothing? There is an old saying that heaven gives and takes, but suffers, and when the time is not right, but suffers. I hope the girl will think deeply about this statement.”

The white-clothed girl stared at those beautiful eyes with aura overflowing, very innocent, “This Taoist Master, don’t wrongly accuse people ah, I am very diligent in practicing the sword, I will learn whatever my master wants me to learn, I never cut corners!”

Qi Xian Man’s one sentence rendered this ghostly and spirited young girl speechless, “A swordsman’s sword is second to his effort and first to his heart.”

The white-clothed maiden cocked her head as if she was somewhat confused.

Qi Xianman would smile, “I didn’t want to say it, but I really don’t want the girl to waste her life because she went astray ……”

The white-clothed girl violently raised her voice and panicked, “Don’t say don’t say! I’m afraid of you! I’ll just practice my sword with all my heart from now on!”

Even Chai Qingshan and Li Yi Bai were confused, was this a witty remark? As Shan Bait Clothes herself said, what Chai Qingshan had asked her to do, she had done it all, practicing what sword, how much her qi had grown, in fact, she was actually improving almost every day.

But Immortal Qi, an outsider meeting her for the first time, saw the signs at a glance. Perhaps it was because Chai Qingshan, the great master of the sword path, had blackened his lamp, or perhaps it was the relationship that this Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain was indeed a divine figure?

Immortal Warrior Qi asked curiously, “Can I know the reason?”

The white-clothed maiden blushed a little, “Don’t ask, I won’t tell.”

The young girl glared at her master and senior brother Li, who were about to get to the bottom of the matter, and exasperatedly and playfully said, “I won’t say anything even if it kills me! Anyway, I’ll be practicing my sword with all my heart from now on.”

Immortal Warrior Qi laughed, “I was wrong earlier, you should be concentrating on practicing your sword.”

Chai Qingshan thought for a moment and realized that he was relieved and at the same time, he was a bit scared.

Li Yi Bai and Song Ting Lu were like two outsiders who didn’t know what was going on, and were helpless. Especially Song Tinglu, even more aggrieved.

Somehow, after this senior sister traveled through the jianghu, the taller she got, the further away her heart got.

This made the teenager tent to be lost.

Could it really be that, as the peers of other sects said, behind every beautiful senior sister, there must stand one or even a few poor senior brothers full of loss?

Immortal Warrior Qi stood up and made a bow to say goodbye, “The poor Taoist takes his leave at this point, there is no need to see him off from afar.”

Chai Qingshan laughed, “It’s not far to send off, just send it to the clan entrance.”

Li Yi Bai smiled, “Exactly.”

Immortal Warrior Qi froze and no longer insisted on anything.

The three of them walked side by side, with Single Bait Cloth and Song Tinglu following behind them.

Li Yi Bai, who had long been acquainted with Immortal Warrior Qi, asked softly, “Is the next step to return to Dragon Tiger Mountain?”

Anyone knows that the current Longhu Mountain can be described as internal and external difficulties, first, the court let Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Wu Lingsu and Longhu Mountain Tianshifu North and South co-rule the world Taoist sect, has broken the situation that only one name of Tianshifu serves as the imperial court’s feathered minister, then the father and son Tianshifu joint ascension, Zhao Xituan also inexplicably died, the old Tianshifu has been no one survived on earth, especially that battle outside the door of the imperial court’s secretive Chintian Supervisory Authority, the king of Beilang Xu Fengyin let the whole Longhu Mountain hurt the root, after Mr. White Lotus do not know where to go, and finally only left Zhao Ningshen returned alone to preside over the situation, but at the same time the neighboring Hui Mountain emerged as a leader in the jianghu group of heroes of the purple mountain master XuanYuanQingFeng, and there is a competition for the ancestral court of Taoism for hundreds of years of the long Wudang Mountain more and more flourishing, in the eyes of outsiders, Longhu Mountain, a few of the highly respected outside the name of the Taoist priest and the importance of the cultivation of heart but not the cultivation of power, coupled with the status of embarrassment. Heavy repair power, coupled with the status of embarrassment, the reputation of Longhu Mountain can be said to have fallen to the bottom, if Qi Xianman can return to Longhu Mountain to help Zhao Ningshen preside over the situation, there are a few points of hope to make this Taoist shrine to re-emerge in the temple and the jianghu.

Only Qi Xian Man’s reply was unexpected, “Poor Taoist will first go to Earth Lung Mountain, then go directly to Wudang Little Lotus Peak, want to take a look at that little Taoist boy named Yu Fu, want to know if he is that person or not, Poor Taoist also want to go to Beilang to see one of my senior brothers, want to know why he stayed there. Only after that will I return to Longhu Mountain to dive into cultivation.”

Chai Qingshan hmmmed, “That’s good, it just so happens that I also want to make a trip to the Northwest Pass, when will Mr. Qi leave, let me know and we’ll travel together.”

Qi Xianman smiled, “Okay.”

Li Yi Bai was worried, “Senior, how can I take on a big responsibility?”

Chai Qingshan asked in return, “How can you not?”

Immortal Warrior Qi fell on his sword and returned Li Yi Bai’s best friend’s earlier remark, “Exactly.”

The white-clothed girl coldly swore, “Master, I have thought it over, I will not only concentrate on practicing the sword from today onwards, but also cast a sword with great care, this sword I will single-mindedly use it for the rest of my life, and I have thought of the name!”

Song Tinglu was incomparably curious and asked, “What is it called?”

The white-clothed girl said with blank eyes, “I won’t tell you!”

Chai Qingshan laughed, turned his head to look at this disciple, and said with a kindly expression, “Good, Master will convey the name of that new sword sword that has not yet been released to that person.”

The young girl squirmed, “Master what are you talking about, I don’t understand.”

The teenager grasped his eyes even more, “What are you guys saying again, Master Sister, I can’t understand it even more.”

Li Yi Bai rubbed his forehead, what a headache.

Immortal Warrior Qi turned his head to the teenager and said with deep meaning, “It’s rare to be confused, not understanding is a blessing.”

The white-clothed girl who actually didn’t understand the sentence said in a serious manner, “Exactly this reasoning.”

The three of them, Chai Qingshan, laughed out loud at the same time.

The teenager didn’t know what they were laughing at, just that when he saw the nice smile of the young girl’s brow curving, he laughed along with them.

The desert is lonely and the sun sets over the Yangtze River.

Guanwai scenery, lonely and especially magnificent.

Refuse the north of the city in an elegant quiet courtyard, a young man squatting in the sun on the steps, winter and warm, let a person drowsy.

A young woman with her eyes always closed tightly in the corner of the wall root shelves winter pickles, are almost piled up into another small wall, the unique sour smell, all over the yard.

The young man is probably afraid of their own so passed out, no words to find words said: “Cuihua ah, you say that the boy surnamed Wen is now doing what, will not still every see a beautiful girl to be plastered on the dog’s skin?”

Seemingly blind woman raised her arm and wiped the sweat, laughed: “It should not be, I guess he most likely has become a family, marry a daughter-in-law, find a livelihood, have a child, so live a comfortable life.”

She has always been known for her reticence, but only when she talked about the young ranger who met and parted with the two of them in Tai’an City, would she speak a little more.

The young man worriedly said, ”It would be best if it could be like this, but he was so miserable when he left the capital, can it really be that smooth? Besides, that kid is a master whose heart is higher than the sky, is he used to the hard life of a commoner?” ,

The woman addressed as Cui Hua shook her head and said, “I believe in him.”

This time is not jealous of the young man sighed: “I am really cheap, before that guy shouted me every day Wu six cylinder, always angry, the results of so long time can not hear this bullshit nickname, but all the body is not strong, now think back, in fact, let that kid rub your pickled vegetables noodles, there is no matter, at that time is my petty, should not to the death of sarcasm him! of.”

She demolished the stage: “You sarcastic or not sarcastic what is the significance? Which time the quarrel, is not only you were angry with him in the seven orifices of the smoke?”

The young man nodded and said, “That’s true.”

Then he grumbled under his breath, “Xu Fenian is great at fighting, Wen Bousheng is great at quarreling, no wonder these two can become brothers.”

The woman softly said, “It’s a difficult brother.”

The young man subconsciously imitated that Wen Bousheng’s signature move and pulled out his crotch, “I’m also a bit melancholy.”

The woman who had her back turned to him and did not see the scene but realized it frowned and complained, “The good ones don’t learn from the bad ones.”

The young man hemmed and hawed and looked up and squinted at the sun, wondering where the guy was and if he too was basking in the sun with nothing to do.

He muttered to himself, “Strange, Zhu Demon that high-minded and arrogant a freak, is not a mouthful of ‘Deng Tai’a outside of no enemy’, but even willingly gave the surname Xu as a fighter! I heard that marrying the sword grandfather also put his life’s work to that guy, thinking of letting the surname Xu to help him achieve his wish, practicing the two or three sword, our old ancestors but said that the sword, not at all the human sword, even if Lu Zu in the world is not necessarily be able to make it out. There are more angry, Nalan aunt how old people, still hate to the identity of the surname Xu every day to get together, I am ashamed for her, rouge evaluation rouge evaluation, reigning over and how, that is how long the old accounts, even if you look at the woman is still thirty years old and how, is Nalan aunt really intend to eat young grass, alas, I am out of luck, that picture, just think about it all seeping. Xie old uncle and Cui big bald head is not good to go, since with that guy after a few sparring sessions, the words must be called the king of Beilang, my ears are cocooned …… I see and then go on ah, these guys are going to become more than the native of Beilang people still Beilang people …… ”

The door slammed open, stood a gnashing of teeth moving woman, skin smile not smile: “Yo, Wu kid, and put here to worry about the people, Nalan aunt is very heartache you na, but ah, we have self-awareness, the yellow flower of tomorrow, people are old and yellow, you look at a glance feel ‘oozing’ not? ”

Sword mound contemporary sword crown Wu Liuding bared his teeth, quickly got up and smiled: “Nalan aunt came ah, how to come also do not knock, what is standing in the doorway, not there is a Northern Liang King Xu Fengyin not?”

The woman whose real name is Nalan Yujin twisted her head, looked at the door and laughed: “Your Majesty, please come inside, our Wu Family Sword Crown has said half a day’s worth of good things about you, we should also say thank you to him, shouldn’t we?”

Wu Liuding scurried into the house and closed the door with the speed of thunder and lightning, “I am not feeling well, thank you for the meeting.”

Cuihua shook her head hopelessly.

Nalan Yujin smiled knowingly and walked into the courtyard alone.

She closed her eyes and sniffed vigorously, slurping, “Yes, yes, this is the smell, Auntie has been waiting for a year.”

Cuihua stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at the woman who had spent her prime years in the Wu family’s sword mound with a smile, and softly said, “Auntie, is there something wrong?”

Nalan Yujin laughed: “A matter of great magnitude, it is only painful to talk about it together with your girl’s pickled vegetable noodles.”

Wu Liuding gently opened the door of the house and said in a grudging tone, “Great Aunt Nalan, why are you scaring people? Be careful I’ll ask Cuihua not to add scallion fried egg to your noodles!”

The woman flew a wink and said in a double entendre, “In this family, your word doesn’t count.”

Wu Liuding immediately smiled and fawned, and ran behind her, “Is your shoulder sore, do you want to rub it?”

The woman laughed and scolded, “Now you know how to kiss ass? It’s too late, it’s not too late for you men to take revenge, but it’s too short for us women to hold a grudge for a hundred years!”

While Nalan Yujin sat in her chair patiently waiting for the pickled noodles, Wu Liuding doggedly helped her rub her shoulders, “Grudges are grudges, but rubbing is still necessary, filial piety is a piece of heart, the sun and the moon can see!”

The young sword crown and this woman is really too familiar, so words are not taboo, tsk tsk said: “Nalan aunt, your scenery there is really magnificent lawless ah, can not see where your leg rests, I am curious, in the future, if the guy surnamed Xu lard blinded suddenly want to embrace you, is not it hard to hold you tightly ah? ”

The woman was neither annoyed nor shy, but instead narrowed her eyes and laughed: “This ass is a refreshing shot, Auntie will accept it.”

Wu Liuding playfully said, “Great Aunt Nalan, your face skin kung fu is really comparable to a thousand years of cultivation, turning back, I must tell Surname Xu, if one day the Reject North City is about to fail to defend, let him invite you, Aunt, to the top of the city, with a sideways glance, then the Northern Mang barbarians won’t have a chance to cross over this city wall!”

The woman lightly shook her shoulders and deftly flicked off Wu Liu Ding’s hands, “Brat, get out of the way.”

Wu Liuding pulled a chair to sit beside her, put away his cynical look and asked seriously, “Auntie, you don’t really like that kid, do you? What’s so good about him, he’s just a bit more handsome, slightly better in kung fu, slightly bigger in title, definitely not good enough for you!”

Nalan Yujin leaned over and bent her finger to tap the young man on the forehead, “Your kid can’t change his ways, how many times have I told you not to tell jokes so seriously! Women in the world, are most uneasy with such men, afraid of not being able to rely on them!”

Wu Liuding glanced wistfully at the woman’s charming scenery that happened to be heavily pressed on the tabletop, then deliberately held the table with a terrified face, “Auntie, be careful, don’t collapse the table, you’ll have to pay out silver to surname Xu!”

Nalan Yujin turned her head and laughed, “Cuihua, Wu Liuding secretly asked me, do you like him or are you secretly in love with Xu Fenian.”

Wu Liuding was now truly terrified, waving his hands vigorously and crying, “Auntie, I’m kneeling down for you, you mustn’t make this kind of joke, Cuihua will really not talk to me for a whole month!”

Not long after, Cuihua walked into the house with two bowls of pickled vegetable noodles, one bowl was placed in front of Nalan Yujin, and the other bowl was placed in front of Wu Liuding, only that she “forgot” to bring him a pair of chopsticks.

Nalan Yujin made a face at Wu Liuding, who didn’t dare to take chopsticks, and then ate the noodles comfortably, adding fuel to the fire, “Eating noodles with chopsticks is fragrant.”

Wu Liuding sat on the chair, eyes watching the nose, nose watching the heart, not moving at all.

Only when Nalan Yujin was almost all done with her bowl of noodles did Cuihua ask, “Is it that if I don’t like Xu Fengyin, you’re not happy?”

Wu Liuding categorically said, “Beaten to death no!”

She let out an oh and said blandly, “Go get the chopsticks.”

Wu Liuding was almost so excited that he burst into tears, ran to get a pair of chopsticks and came back to sit down, lowered his head and wolfed down his food.

Nalan Yujin put down the chopsticks, leaned back, leaned comfortably against the back of the chair, and lamented, “In the past, when I was waiting to die in the Sword Graveyard, I wanted to get out of that hellish place and went crazy, but now that I’ve come out, I don’t know why, but I’m a little bit nostalgic for that place with only swords. But ah, nostalgia to nostalgia, go back is absolutely do not want to go back.”

Wu Liuding finished eating the pickled vegetable noodles and wiped his mouth, his face was full of unfulfilled feelings.

Nalan Yujin then said with a straight face, “There is one thing, Xu Fengyen asked me to tell you two, he has changed his mind, he doesn’t intend to fulfill the oath that our hundred people have made with the Wu family’s Sword Mound, instead, he will let us leave if we want to, in case he is afraid of your Wu family settling scores in the autumn, that’s fine too, he will make up a muddled account, and let those of us who are willing to leave go to a relatively peaceful place outside of the Hulukou of Youzhou to pick up the soft persimmons and pinch them. Those soft persimmons to pinch, each kill him a hundred North Mang barbarians, and then we can go wherever we want to go. Before I came here, all of us combined our thoughts, and now it’s up to you guys.”

Wu Liuding frowned and said in a deep voice, “Great Aunt Nalan, do you think this is him trying to escape? Or is it a boring attempt to buy people’s hearts?”

The woman shook her head and said, “Xu Fengnian is really planning to do so, this I can confirm without a doubt. Of course, the reason why he is so magnanimous is not all about doing good deeds, because the large group of people, Zhu Demon and Helian Jianzhi, have long been determined to stay in Beiliang, after all, each of them has their own agenda, seeking fame, seeking profit, seeking benevolence, seeking justice. Really want to leave, is also twenty or so, perhaps the older the more afraid of death, may also be too miss home, do not want to die in the customs, want to die in the most familiar place. I guess Xu Fengnian is just seeking peace of mind, instead of letting some people unwillingly accompany the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry to die in battle, it would be better to let all the people who ultimately stay behind be able to willingly come to the jianghu to die on the sands.”

Wu Liuding sneered, “I told you that this guy is the shrewdest businessman under the sky, never doing a losing deal.”

Nalan Huaiyu sighed: “If he wasn’t shrewd, the family fund left to him by Ren Tu would have been lost to the Northern Mang barbarians.”

Wu Liuding asked in a low voice, “Auntie, you don’t really like that guy, do you?”

Nalan Huaiyu stretched out her fingers and lifted up the green hair on her temples, shaking her head and laughing: “Brat, you are really stupid, how old is Auntie and how old is he, Xu Fengyin?”

Wu Liuding nodded his head deeply and said, “I told you, Auntie won’t like that guy.”

Cuihua was silent.

Nalan Huaiyu smiled charmingly and said, “That’s the thing, what do you two say? No matter what, after all, we are the people of Wu Family Sword Mound in this life in life and death, no matter what, we will listen to you.”

Wu Liuding thought for a moment, “In that case, for the twenty or so people, let them find an excuse to join the army in Youzhou, but killing enough people to reach one hundred is the bottom line, not negotiable! As for the other eighty people, stay with Cuihua and I in this Reject North City, wait for death or die in battle, don’t regret it later!”

Nalan Yujin nodded, “I have a bottom in my heart when you kid says that, it’s quite good.”

She stood up and didn’t leave the house immediately, but made a slight detour and walked over to Wu Liuding’s side, touching the young man’s head, “The brat is finally growing up, Aunt is very pleased. Aunt also some heart want to say to you and Cuihua, we these into the sword mound of the foreign name, people not human ghosts not ghosts for so many years, know how many people in the Wu family sword mound one by one went crazy, killed themselves, go into a fire, normal people did not have a few left, it is not easy to get together a hundred people, has been the limit of the Wu family, you Wu family old ancestor did not have no selfishness, the two hundred years Wu family’s fortunes stand not to fall, but the root is the original Wu family’s fortune. In the final analysis, it is when the Wu family nine swords to break ten thousand riders to spell out, only now nine riders into our foreign name of the hundred riders, so that the twenty or so people will be in the heart of the drums, make sure that I Nalan Yujin to you here to ask for a useful letter of approval, otherwise even if Xu Fengyen let them go, they absolutely do not dare to go, the old ancestor of the Wu family’s wrists, who do not know? We are afraid from the bottom of our bones.”

Wu Liuding took a deep breath, his eyes resolute said, “I do the younger generation, I dare not say half of my own old ancestor is not, but aunt also rest assured, that twenty or so people, my Wu family sword mound as they have died in battle outside the pass, this sentence when the aunt’s face is so, even when the old ancestor’s face is also the same, a mouthful of spittle a nail, not ambiguous! ”

Nalan Huaiyu hmmm, turned to leave, turned his head when he walked to the door and laughed: “Practice sword practice sword practice, bed can also practice sword practice.”

The corners of Wu Liuding’s mouth twitched as he stiffly turned his head and looked at Cuihua.

Her eyes snapped open and she gritted her teeth, one word after another bursting out from between her teeth, “Want to practice sword? Please get the hell out of here a hundred thousand miles away!”

Wu Liuding subconsciously picked up his chopsticks and vigorously “picked up noodles” in the empty bowl.

She closed her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled up as he looked down.

Then she heard Wu Liuding inexplicably say, “Cuihua, it’s not that I can’t accept that Great Aunt Nalan likes Xu Fenian, but I don’t want to be left with only Xu Fenian who doesn’t like her in the end.”

Cuihua didn’t know what she should say, so she could only say, “I’m listening.”

Finally Wu Liuding said something obscure, “Cuihua, I said you are not allowed to be angry, but even if you are angry I will say this time, if, I mean if, one day in the future both of us are destined to die on the sands, I will definitely have to die before you, because in case I see you die before me, I will feel worse than death.”

Cui Hua thought for a moment and slowly said, “It’s not really a big deal, because if I die first, I will also wait for you on the Yellow Springs Road and will wait for you to follow me, so you don’t have to be sad. But if I die first and you die too late, I …… will be really angry.”

Wu Liuding’s eyes were moist and he held Cuihua’s hand.

Cuihua cocked her head and asked, “You want to die now?”

Wu Liuding shook his head, but this time, he didn’t let go of his hand.

And she didn’t break away this time either.

Your name is Cuihua, my name is Liu Ding, six big tripods, how many pounds of sauerkraut can that hold! That’s why the two of us are the best match in the world!

Even Nalan Yujin, who was close to them, did not know that the Sword Crown Wu Liuding and the Sword Servant Cuihua were born in the same year, same month and same day, and even had almost the same moments.

But it must have been believed by almost the entire Wu Family Sword Mound that these two people, whether they were young now or old in the future, would definitely die at the same time in the same year, on the same day, on the same month, on the same day.

Many years later, many years after the Liangmang War, there was a gray-haired aged old man lying on his sickbed, and when the oil ran out, he could no longer open his eyes, and could only say in a slurred voice, “Cuihua, I want to eat sauerkraut again.”

The old woman sitting at the head of the bed, gently holding his hand, leaning over his ear with difficulty, could not hear the content clearly, but she just knew what he was saying, so she softly said, “We don’t have any sauerkraut in our house, but when we get to the bottom of the earth, I’ll make it for you to eat.”

He was dead.

She is also dead.

There is no deeper love in the world than this.

A dusty man first from the western Sichuan south Zhao border, all the way north to the Qingliang Mountain Wang Fu, and then rushed to the refusal of the northern city, then had to turn to the flow of the state Qingcang City, and finally went straight to more close to the western region of the Lin Rumor military town, which finally found that is carrying a basket to pick up cow dung of the same teacher brother.

Looking at the weathered face and much older than his own fourth senior brother, the young man heard the general experience, stifled a smile and said, “It’s really hard for you, this trekking over mountains and hills, even I have to be weak in the knees to hear it.”

This mute man who had traveled countless wronged paths was none other than the Wudi City Lou Wraak who had escorted the Yan Family Sisters out of the Western Regions at that time, and he looked at this Eldest Senior Brother Yu Xinlang in front of him, and asked, “Why did you come to Northern Liang as well?”

Yu Xinlang hesitated for a moment, or frankly, “To be honest may let you down, I’m not for revenge to come, at that time and the green robe child together went to Liaodong, the ghost of God thought to come to the Northwest to take a look, probably can not believe that the Northern Liang iron horsemen A world of claims, of course, may also be a few points for the Central Plains to export the idea of the bad gas, the object of this bad gas, the Northern Mang Northern Liang All of them are, on the North Mang barbarians needless to say, not my kind of heart will be different this sentence, on the grasslands and the two sides of the Central Plains in fact applies, a thousand years ago is a dead end that can not be solved, I estimate that a thousand years later is still the same. To Beiliang Well, I also have grievances, why think only you Beiliang border troops e guard the country’s door, we Jianghu people, may not be worse.”

Surprisingly, in the same door was originally the most stubborn temperament of the building deserted and did not get angry, just nodded.

Yu Xinlang laughed and asked, “Not scold me a few times?”

Lou Arao said in a jarred voice: “I used to curse, now I won’t, I met with Xu Fengnian, what he said has some truth, what is our master, why do we need this group of incompetent disciples to avenge his old man’s death, it will be laughed off by the master’s spirit in heaven. Furthermore, Xu Fengnian also said that the master just wanted to lose, not Xu Fengnian really won. I never quite understand, just like when I heard my master say Li Chun Gang’s things almost, I’m afraid this is where I am not as good as you, senior brother. I can’t let go of what I should let go of. I don’t know how to pick up what I should pick up. I haven’t been able to live this life to understand, and in the end, I even threw away my sword, and I don’t even have the courage to go get it back.”

Yu Xinlang was silent.

Lou Wilderness pulled the corner of his mouth and said bitterly, “I carried my master’s body to the Kunlun Mountains and buried it on a mountain top, you can go to pay your respects later when you have the chance, I’ll show you the way.”

Yu Xinlang sighed, “Fourth senior brother, you have changed a lot.”

Lou Arao did not deny it, “It’s not a good thing, maybe in the future, I won’t even have the heart to practice martial arts. If that day really comes, Eldest Senior Brother, I hope you’ll just pretend that Martial Emperor City has never had a person like Lou Wilder.”

Yu Xinlang laughed, “I don’t like to hear that.”

Lou Wilderness laughed to himself, “I was never good at saying nice things in the first place.”

Yu Xinlang carried a basket and led Lou Arao, the two martial arts masters walked on the grass outside the Lin Rumor Military Town, Yu Xinlang didn’t speak, Lou Arao was a muffled gourd, and the two of them were just silent all the way.

Regarding the jianghu, as the senior disciple of Wudi City Lord Wang Xianzhi, they should have the deepest feelings.

Before Xu Fengyin came out of nowhere, the Central Plains has been recognized that the Jianghu they are in, unprecedented, compared to the era of Gao Shulu or Liu Songtao rode to the top of the world, although the same has their master Wang Xianzhi won the top of the world for a thousand years, but followed by Cao Changqing, Deng Ta’ah and Gu Jiantang and so on, and also the white-clothed monks Li Dangxin and Sick Tiger Yang Taiyou, these three religions, have not been taken away from all the luster by Wang Xianzhi, but each have their own wind flow The Jianghu of Liyang, so to speak, has met a fruitful year.

However, if you count all those martial arts masters, especially after the death of the great official Cao Changqing outside the city of Tai’an, all the people in the jianghu world will probably have to let out a sigh of relief, Liyang in just five or six years has died so many masters, Jian Jiuhuang died in the city of Wudi, the world’s eleventh Wang Mingyin died outside the city of Xiangfan, the invincible Wang Xianzhi died in the Northern Liang, the cat Han Shengxuan died outside the city of Shenwu, the East China Sea, the east China Sea, the East China Sea, the East China Sea, the East China Sea, the East China Sea, the East China Sea. outside of Shenwu City, Song Nianqing, the sword pool of East Vietnam, died, Yang Taiyou died outside of the Western Pass, Li Chungang, who had returned to the Land Immortals, died after borrowing a sword for 10,000 miles, Liu Songtao, who had reappeared after a hundred years, died on the Guangling River, Wang Xiaoping, the sword idiot of Wudang, died on the way of stopping the river, Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuan Yuan Dapan both died on their own Daxueping, Wang Tongshan, the No. 1 fierce general of the Southern Border, died on the sands, and the monk of the Longshu died outside of the heavenly gates of the Daode sect of Northern Mang, the Qi Jiajie died at the foot of the Wudang Mountain to escape the summer town, Tai’an City’s caretaker Liu Artemisia division eventually died outside that city, Wudang Hong washed the elephant soldier dissolved and reincarnated, Longhu Mountain father and son joint ascension ……

Sighing softly, but also a few points of celebration, because at the time when the old generation of characters have withered, looking back, Liyang Jianghu is still a newcomer masters, of which Xu Fengyen just like leading the group of heroes, rivaled Wang Xianzhi, one person in the city of Tai’an to fight two people, and in the western region and Tuoba bodhisattva to turn thousands of miles of fighting, it can be said that all of the current generation of the great masters, that young feudal king fought all over again.

Yu Xinlang stopped his steps, his shoulders shook, seemingly as a way to weigh the weight of the cow dung in the basket behind him, and then turned to Lou Arao and said: ”In fact, I know, among the several of us, you have the biggest heart, among the masters and brothers, you and I are practicing the sword more purely, and do not get involved in other things, so you have been comparing yourself to me as well, probably in your opinion, the master is a big mountain, too high, and almost Insurmountable, and I am a small mountain of that big mountain, only when you cross it, you are qualified to challenge the master, just like Jian Jiuhuang those jianghu people, to challenge the identity of the challenger, and squarely ascended to the Wudi City. That’s why you gave up your sword intent and focused on sword arts, not hesitating to limp along in the sword path, in order to be able to suppress me.”

Lou Wilderness neither denied nor admitted it.

Yu Xinlang shifted his sight and looked at the endless desert yellow sand, and laughed, “But I also realized one thing only after I walked out of the Martial Emperor City, and that is, if Master did not leave the East Sea and we did not walk out of the Martial Emperor City, then in this lifetime, we would only be able to live in Master’s shadow, which happens to be the ending that Master does not want to see, and Master immensely hopes that we would each be accomplished. I hope that my Yu Xin Lang’s sword intent will not be weaker than Li Chun Gang’s, I hope that your Lou Wu’s sword skill will be comparable to Teng Tai Ah’s, I hope that Gong Que will be able to gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and eventually become a great master, I hope that Lin Crow will be able to fight with his two fists and make his way to the world in the future. Fourth Senior Brother, the Master has given us the grace of teaching, he does not seek to return the favor, since we are swordsmen, we must respect the three-foot sword in our own hands, and not be weak because our opponents are invincible, and not be skeptical because of the arduousness of the way of the sword.”

Speaking here, Yu Xinlang smiled and asked, “Do you know which swordsman I admire the most in these hundred years?”

Lou Wilder shook his head.

Yu Xinlang laughed happily and said, “Wang Xiaoping, Wudang Sword Idiot Wang Xiaoping. In my heart, the battle of stopping the river in which Wang Xiaoping held the God’s Tantra to block our master’s footsteps, Wang Xiaoping’s ‘after death’ sword can be said to have handed out the hearts of all the swordsmen in the world.”

Lou Arao frowned, not quite understanding why Yu Xinlang, the high-minded and proud eldest senior brother, would be uniquely enamored of a loser’s swordsmanship.

Yu Xinlang looked mesmerized and said softly, “Man can die, sword can be broken! Man and sword, cannot retreat!”

Lou Arao clearly felt that when Yu Xinlang uttered these twelve words, his body’s aura instantly skyrocketed, just like the great tide that beat the city at the head of Wu Di City, gradually climbing up and eventually surging, possessing the most powerful on earth.

Yu Xinlang instantly all the qi, restore calm, incomparable seriousness said: “We do not always think to be the world’s first, if the Taoist cultivation of people are only focusing on Lu Zu, martial arts practitioners are only thinking of victory over our master, sword practice people are trying to surpass Li Chun Gang, then a lifetime of life can be lived what can be tasted? This kind of thought of course can have, but not exclusive, obsession is too deep, a leaf blindfold, can not see all the beauty of this earth.”

Lou Wilderness sighed, “Sword heart pure, I do not lose you. Sword heart deep, I am not as good as you.”

Yu Xinlang laughed, “Wrong.”

Lou Arao was a bit curious.

Yu Xinlang stretched out a finger and shook it, “It is you who are far inferior to me in reasoning and speaking big words.”

Lou Arai froze for a moment, then lost his smile.

Yu Xinlang suddenly looked to the north, all the way to the north, it was the Northern Mang Southern Dynasty, it was the millions of cavalry.

This young man smiled gently, “Senior brother, you are also in your forties, when will you find a daughter-in-law?”

Lou Wilderness followed his line of sight and looked north together, rarely joked, “I’m also worried.”

After a moment of silence, Yu Xinlang said in a deep voice: “It’s very strange, the master of this life to us away from the Yang Jianghu people, willing to give the greatest goodwill, no matter who boarded the city to challenge, that his old man to do sharpening the martial arts way of the millstone, the master of him never care, but happy to see it. Only on the North Mang Jianghu never false color, when even Tuoba Bodhisattva are despised. So I thought, I will one day have to fight with Tuoba Bodhisattva, so as to tell him to know one thing, my master is looking down on you Tuoba Bodhisattva, you can’t even if you don’t obey!”

Lou Wilderness said somewhat helplessly, “So you came to the Northwest to pick up cow dung?”

Yu Xinlang narrowed his eyes and said, “Fourth Senior Brother, you are not aware that the sky is high and wide here, ten thousand stars are like candles, when you shit in such a place, even the mood will be different!”

Lou Wilderness lamented, “You’ve changed a lot since you left the city.”

Yu Xinlang laughed it off.

Lou Wilder smiled, “But I like it!”

The former Yu Xinlang, with outstanding talent, was once praised by his master Wang Xianzhi as the world’s Li Chungang, suave and elegant, who would not admire the women of Jianghu in the city of Wudi? But at that time Yu Xinlang, building荒 never counted how close.

Lou Arao still like this guy in front of him, carrying a basket, vulgar speech.

So Lou Arao coldly snorted, “Although my sword is not as good as you, but to say in the battlefield to kill people, you may not be able to win me.”

Yu Xinlang said in a dangling manner, “Then let’s compare at that time?”

Lou Wilderness laughed: “In advance, if you surrender, you will lose half.”

The two brothers and master looked at each other and smiled, all in a word.

Lou Wilderness suddenly said: “I escorted a pair of sisters sent into Western Sichuan, on the way back, inadvertently met four people, I know the name is only that Nanzhao first person Wei Miao, there is a middle-aged man surnamed Qi, carrying a sword box, the sword is quite heavy. There is also a pair of young men and women, the woman is carrying a guqin, not to be underestimated, but that young man seems unusual and strange.”

Yu Xinlang softly said, “I also heard earlier that the Dragon Palace side of the Southern Border has come with three people, Lin Hongyuan, JI Liu’an and Cheng Baishang, plus a sword master, Mao Shulang. The wind and rain of the Central Plains is full of the Northwest ah.”

Lou Wilderness laughed, “It’s really lively.”

Wudang Mountain, an old Taoist named Yu Xingrui, carrying a sword down the mountain, Sect Leader Li Yuaxe and the little Taoist boy Yu Fu escorted to “Wudang Dangxing” under the pagoda.

And a once in countless wistful poems in the dilapidated ancient city, there is a white man sitting on the low wall of the fox and rabbit infested, the setting sun, she Luoyang, so looking at the former ancient capital of the Qin Dynasty Luoyang City.

Once you miss, you will miss for the rest of your life.

Behind her suddenly appeared another white dress, the woman is tall.

Luo Yang did not turn her head and said softly, ”Tantai Calm, you don’t want to be like me. And soon, the world will not have the next life, so there are some things, all in this life two clear it, if there are like people, then greatly say like. If there is a person who owes, say sorry.”

Tantai calmly asked, “You are waiting for someone?”

Luo Yang raised the wine jug and tilted his head to pour a mouthful of strong wine, “This time, I’m afraid I really can’t wait.”

Tantai Calm hesitated for a moment, but still said, “In fact, the person you liked eight hundred years ago, has long since disappeared from the human world, so why are you waiting bitterly on earth?”

Luo Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled intoxicatingly, “Because in this life this lifetime, I suddenly realized that the person I like is actually on earth ah. If I could, I would also like him for the next eight hundred years.”

Tantai Calm wanted to speak.

Luo Yang slowly stood up, tossed the wine jug to this Qi Practitioner Grand Master, and laughed, “The wine can be given to you to drink, but the man, I won’t let it go to you, no one will let it go!”

Tantai Calm originally wanted to make a move, at the very least, he should also put down a few harsh words to support his face, but he didn’t know why, in front of this domineering woman, Tantai Calm couldn’t even say anything.

Luo Yang looked around, as if she wanted to take a good look at this city for the last time, this ancient city that was once named after her by Emperor Qin.

She smiled and said to herself, ”What Rejecting North City, how nice is Luoyang City. You’ll change the name when I get to Guanwai.”

Tantai calmed down in an odd mood, “He’s willing to listen to you?”

Luoyang asked rhetorically, “He dares not listen?”

Tantai Calm was speechless.

On that day, outside of Reject North City, North Mang threw his weight around and pressed in with 400,000 iron horsemen.

Xu Fengyen, who had donned the clan king’s python robe, swept down to the city alone, wearing a cool sword at his waist.

Clad in onyx, Jiang Nai ascended to the top of the city, placing the rosewood sword case heavily upright under the war drum, after she took a deep breath, she picked up the drumsticks with both hands and started beating the drum!

When the first sound of the Northern Liang war drums rang out between heaven and earth.

Xu Fengyen, who was standing alone in front of the North Mang army outside the city, his sideburns flying, his sleeves fluttering, floating like a god.

A figure fell on the battlefield like a meteor, just standing on Xu Fengyen’s left side, the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, an unusual iron sword hanging from his waist, spilling out, “Deng Ta’a is here!”

Amidst the sound of drums, another figure fell sharply and stood on Xu Feng Nian’s right side, she just uttered her name in a loud voice, “Luoyang!”

A man with a gun descended heavily from the sky and slammed down on the battlefield, saying in a loud voice, “Northern Liang Xu Yan Bing!”

A purple dress swept down like a rainbow, the woman looked indifferent and said, “Huishan Da Xue Ping, Xuan Yuan Qing Feng.”

A robe as red as blood swirled down, “Xu Ying!”

A sound of war drums.

A shooting star fell.

Lining up in order on the left and right sides of the young vassal king.

“Sui Shiaogu!”

“East Vietnam Sword Pond Chai Qingshan!”

“Wudang Yu Xingrui!”

“Wu Family Sword Pond Wu Liuding!”

“Sword Servant Cuihua.”

“Xue Songguan of Xishu.”

“Longhu Mountain Qi Xianman!”

“Wudi City Yu Xinlang!”

“Lou Wilderness!”

“Dragon Palace Cheng Baishang!”

“Mao Shulang of South Border!”

“Nanzhao Wei Miao!”

On top of that horizontal line between the Northern Mang cavalry and the Reject North City, eighteen people, eighteen martial arts masters, gathered just like that outside the Reject North City.

The jianghu had not been seen for a thousand years, and it would be even less so for the next thousand years.

What is truly invincible.

This is.

The sound of the hooves and drums of the Northern Liang Iron Horsemen, how magnificent.

Outside the Northwest Pass, in front of the army’s formation, the sound of the self-enunciation, and how it shows the style of the Central Plains?

Jiang Nai beat the drum like thunder, angrily shouted: “Kill!”

Her elegance was just like that of the Northern Liang King Consort Wu Su.

Xu Fengyen gripped his cool sword tightly and silently said, “Kill!”

Almost simultaneously, all the patriarchs above the first line recited the word kill.

They were going to use eighteen people to reject 400,000 cavalry!