Chapter 378 – Seeing Life and Death Between Life and Death
The Heavenly Gate was wide open!
Vaguely visible heavenly maiden scattered flowers, in a trance can be heard curling up the sound of Sanskrit, the immortal chime long ringing.
Naturally, it is to forcibly “recruit” the old man surnamed Zhang, the first ancestor of Confucianism.
This kind of battle, just like the world’s rich and noble families to open the door, welcome guests.
In the nick of time, the old man with two puffed sleeves was still in the mood to turn his head and laugh at the young king: “My old body, buried in the ground for hundreds of years, can’t withstand your tossing and turning.”
Then the old man’s line of sight turned to the east, laughed and said, “This Peach Blossom Sword God of yours, you are also too careful, as a junior in the jianghu, you don’t know how to respect the old man, there is really no overnight revenge, you want to avenge your revenge on the same night?”
Xu Fengyen’s face is heavy, Deng Tai’a driving more than 200,000 handles of Wu family sword mound flying swords, together with the vast rush to the north of Liang, and even need the sword first in the people, compared to Qi Jiajie fleeing the summer town foot of the mountains of the people first to the sword after that time, Deng Tai’a need to consume the essence of the spirit, can not be counted in the road!
Even if Deng Ta’a was regarded as the first person to kill the power of the jianghu at that time, finger Xuan realm attainments of the first person, more known as a thousand years down the sword art first person, but this time at the same time to drive the entire sword mound ancient sword, Xu Fengyen with his knees know Deng Ta’a arduous.
The more so, the greater the burden on Xu Fengyen.
Especially since the old man in front of him was acting so calm and collected, where did he look like he was dying?
The Zhang Family Sage slowly withdrew his sight, and resumed gazing at Xu Fenian, and said in a calm manner, “Young man, I’ll send you a sentence, deep love doesn’t last forever, and extreme wisdom is bound to hurt you. You, you have both, it’s hard to end up well. Being a person, get over it, it’s hard to get confused, in order to be relaxed.”
The flying swords that started at the sword mound, densely packed, few gaps, where they passed, such as mountains appearing in the sky, obscuring the moonlight.
Xu Fengyen no longer hide his qi rapid flow, divine intent instantly climbed to the peak, as a traction, such as the ancient night alone lit a candle, attracting moths to the flame.
In the face of Xu Fengyen’s determination, the old man’s eyes flashed a flash of complex emotions, and no longer have the mind to sneer at the young feudal king, and did not go to look at the gate of heaven that is tantamount to a dragon pool and tiger’s lair to himself, but turned around and looked down, feet based on the place, the green stone floor village village broken like a spider web.
After the old man raised his head, his back to Xu Fengnian, blandly said, “It is said that the scholar does not go out to know the world, you and Wang Xianzhi a battle, I have long heard, that the Jiang woman sword open the gate of heaven to try to force away the wrists of Wang Xianzhi, and how can I go to the heavenly court to walk? Moreover ……”
The old man with hair fluttering at his temples turned his head violently, his eyes cold, aggravating his tone, “Moreover, Lu Dongxuan can pass through the Heavenly Gate and return to his body, but I can’t do it? It’s not that I can’t, but I really don’t want to!”
The old man’s figure rotated, eventually turning his back to the Heavenly Gate and facing the young man, “Trees have a day to wither and die, and people have a time to die! I’ll let you know today, even if you, Xu Fengyen, hold the invincible Iron Cavalry in your hands, even if you’re a Grandmaster of Martial Appraisal, there’s still a time when you have to resign yourself to your fate!”
The gust of wind hit his face, Xu Fengyen laughed, “Do you know that some people in the later generations have ridiculed you as a ‘person who knows that he can’t do anything but does it’?”
Xu Fengyen continued, “Do you also know that a Confucian saint who is second only to you in status, even said the phrase ‘although ten million people I will go forward’?”
The old man’s face was bland as he said, “They are all good words, better than your phrase of a bereaved dog.”
Xu Fengyen locked eyes with the Zhang family sage, “The heart and soul may not reach it, but it can ultimately make the heart and soul yearn for it. Xu Snap said to me privately after his old age, he always disliked the world’s scholars, but remembered so many times in his early years seeing a scholarly man joining hands on the temple, everyone in high spirits, with jewels jingling around his waist, it was really enviable, it was really pleasing to the ear.”
Finally the old man asked, “All things do not have their leveling, this statement of reasoning says it all. Since this is the case, Xu Fengnian do you have any last words to say to this heaven and earth?”
The mountain sealing talisman on the cool sword had already dissipated, Xu Fengyen resuspended this sixth generation of the Xu family’s new cool sword, “Countless martyrs died in battle in Northern Liang, every household is onyx, most of them never left their last words, much less this one from me.”
The old man shook his head, “This is because you are just not truly desperate yet.”
The impassive Xu Fengnian lifted one palm in the shape of a grasping object.
The Zhang Clan sage snorted coldly, “Deng Tai’a’s flying sword is not bad, but it has to be able to come to Wudang Mountain!”
The old man also raised his arm, then pressed downwards, “Drop your sword for me!”
The head set of flying swords that had been approaching the Northern Liang Dao You Zhou, like an arrow at the end of its strength nailed diagonally into the earth.
That incomparably spectacular scene at the junction of Youzhou and Hezhou, the wind blowing and rain falling diagonally, the flying swords in the air had drawn an arc into the ground.
Falling on mountains, falling on rivers, falling on fields, falling on yellow sand.
Such as a heavy snow falls in all no man’s land.
The young man who was always hauling the flying swords to the cool, a strand of scarlet blood seeped out from his brow.
But this sword qi frost and snow, the latest place of falling swords, was finally getting closer and closer to Wudang Mountain, a set of tilting downward flying swords were already less than a hundred miles away from this great lotus peak.
And the young feudal lord’s ears, nose and mouth began to bleed.
After the Zhang Clan Sage pressed down with a palm, his originally immovable figure slid out one step backwards, and he was one step closer to the Heavenly Gate.
When a set of over a thousand flying swords landed one after another on top of the Green Bamboo Peak to the right of the Great Lotus Peak.
The young man’s eyes were beginning to ooze blood.
It was already full of bruises.
When a certain flying sword landed in the deep stream outside the Great Lotus Peak.
Xu Fenian’s face was already blurred.
But that rusty unknown ancient sword was already the last of the 200,000 flying swords in the Wu Family Sword Mound.
But that Zhang Clan sage, even though it looked like he already had his back to the Heavenly Gate, his feet, in fact, still stood outside that threshold.
A step away, a world of difference.
Heaven on earth.
The old man lowered his head and squinted at the three-foot sword called Full Armor Snow, and gently pressed it with his free left hand.
The young man with a face full of blood pulled the corners of his mouth slightly.
The old man who clearly did not look at the young feudal king seemed to have insight into the heavens, ”I know, you still have the last sword, just that you have counted a thousand times, but you would not have counted, the entire Northern Liang Dao four states, you change into any place, you will be able to borrow that sword, but only in this Wudang Mountain, you can not do it. Wudang Mountain, after all, is the Taoist purity, since ancient times that is the Taoist northern ancestral court, since the Qin dynasty to the Dafeng dynasty, and then to the present day Liyang, this place is almost from no war affected, so with your Xu family’s celestial sensing the most weak, if it is outside the Liangzhou Pass, in the Youzhou gourd mouth, not to mention I can not stop you borrow Deng Tai’a last sword, I am afraid that at this time have been given to you to send into the door of the heavens.”
The old man slightly bent down and gently tapped the hilt of that sword, “You and that Tai Ah sword, difficult brothers.”
A flash of rainbow light was like a comet in the sky, from west to east, crashing straight into the Great Lotus Peak.
Only it was as if it had crashed on top of an invisible city wall.
It stirred up a burst of blinding lightning and flames, gorgeous and incomparable.
The ancient sword was not allowed to advance an inch forward and wailed.
The old man closed his eyes, as if listening to the sound with his side ear, and murmured, “The article speaks of mourning but not hurt, but the sand field says that a mourning soldier will win, which one is right?”
The old man asked himself, “Readers write articles that hurt, but how many people can really vomit blood? But the war is to die, not dead people is strange.”
This Confucian ancestor finally looked at the young man.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The blood blurred his face, so it was impossible to see his expression, not knowing if he was in pain, sadness, regret, relief, or what.
The north ryan qi consumption, may be able to save themselves, but ryan mang war will be lost.
In the end, also unwilling?
The same “not can not, really do not want”?
This Zhang family sage, who had overwhelmed two great masters of martial arts on Wudang Mountain tonight, let out a loud laugh and looked up to the sky and laughed.
Desolation, mourning, elation, and a hundred feelings were all mixed together.
The old man suddenly cursed at the sky, “My generation of readers, since I Zhang Fuyang, although I am good at cultivating vast qi, I have never sought immortality! Get out of your mother’s heavenly cycle! I have been guarding the earth for eight hundred years, so I have watched you immortals pointing your fingers for eight hundred years, and now you even want to get an inch?!”
That heavenly gate, exploded with a bang!
The old man ignored the huge commotion behind him, took a step out, looked at the young feudal king, and asked in a stern voice: “Xu Fengnian, let me ask you! The new grain is basking in the sun, the orange pulley is hanging high, the fisherman is wearing a straw raincoat, the old farmer is carrying a hoe, the woman is picking mulberry, the young child is herding cows, and the old woman is pounding clothes! Iron armor clanging, sword gas like frost, drums beating like thunder, iron horsemen protruding, arrows falling like rain, wolves and smoke, corpses everywhere! You’ve seen it all, haven’t you?”
The young man covered in blood did not move.
Between life and death, we see life and death.
When there is no way out, it’s the best way to see a person’s character and bones.
But this guy named Xu, can’t be really dead, right?
According to the theory is not to ah!
The old man unprecedentedly showed a trace of panic, the body swept forward, quickly came to the young man in front, stretched out his thumb to hold the feudal king of the people, wondered: “The body of the qi is clearly still quite enough ah, how come there is no movement?”
The next moment, this earthly supreme saint gave the young man a kick and flew out.
The old man fell heavily on the ground, and did not get up, just sat on the ground, as if he had not completely regained his senses.
The young man also sat on his butt on the ground, his hands propped up on his knees, opened his eyes, and said breathlessly, “Your greatness!”
The old man hilariously laughed.
Xu Fengnian had absolutely no idea what this crazy old man was thinking and what exactly he wanted.
He kept gasping for air and of course he was spitting out blood.
It was just that for some reason, the pain was excruciating and at the same time, there was an inexplicable sense of refreshment and relief.
Especially that kick, it really kicked himself very soundly.
The Zhang Family Sage raised his hand and patted the dust, pointing to his nose, “Are the readers powerful?”
The young feudal lord could no longer speak, but only moved his mouth.
By the looks of it, it should have been the word “roll”.
The old man coldly grunted, “So what if Lu Dongxuan, in his early years, he did not ask me to teach him!”
The young man also pointed at his own nose, then raised his hand with difficulty and made a gesture of waving his hand in disgust.
The old man immediately blushed in embarrassment.
Before Great Qin unified the world, the Zhang Family Sage had once led his disciples and students to travel around the world, only to be rejected by Great Qin.
The old man laughed at himself and said, “A gentleman s revenge, ten years is not too late …… However, eight hundred years, it is a little late.”
Xu Fengnian, who was in a terrible state of distress, slightly recovered his qi, and asked weakly, “In addition to removing the end of personal hatred, what else is there?”
The old man sat upright and said in a deep voice, “Before you and Li Yu Axe cut out the heavenly human gap, it will be me who carries the pressure of the Heavenly Dao for the two of you! Otherwise, Li Yuaxe who is in closed-door cultivation is fine, but you, Xu Fengnian, don’t want to deal with North Mang without any worries, do you really think that Immortals can just stand by and watch you guys committing treason? Maybe those guys will simply let the Northern Mang barbarians dominate the Central Plains!”
Xu Fengnian glanced at the old man obliquely, then his eyelids lowered.
The old man said angrily, “Little son of a bitch, don’t sell yourself short! I’ve already helped you to open up your orifices and stagnation, others don’t know the difficulty of it, but you, Xu Fengyen, would not know? This is just like that Zhang Julu fixing the Liyang canal transportation!”
Xu Fengyen ignored the old man.
The old man took a deep breath, “Xu Fengyen ah, let’s not be so cheesy, originally how impassioned a feat, but it was tossed to your kid like a business deal, how degrading, is not it?”
Xu Fengyen directly closed his eyes.
Really not used to this kind of “entertainment” of the old man, even if full of tactics is difficult to show ah.
But the human world, but also happens to be the only weakness of the old man, is the Confucian saint’s seven inches.
Long silence.
Xu Fengnian finally opened his eyes and cupped his fists to salute.
The old man accepted it openly.
Xu Fengyen stood up shakily, and asked softly, “Otherwise, why don’t you give us a supplement to help solve the matter of the grain being brought into Liang?”
The old man wanted to refuse on the spot, but suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, “This is not an easy matter, but as long as you let that Deng guy talk properly later, I’ll give it a try, but there’s no guarantee that it’ll definitely work out.”
Xu Fengyen waved his hand, “There’s no one under the sky who can stop Deng Tai’a who wields the Tai’a sword, I can’t either.”
The old man stomped his foot and said in a fiery voice, “You hurry up and hide that Tai Ah Sword!”
As he spoke, the Tai Ah Sword had swept backward.
Xu Fengnian gloated a bit and slowly walked towards the old man.
The old man smiled and turned to look at the foot of the mountain.
Xu Fengyen stood side by side with the old man.
The old man reached out and pointed to the distance, “I used to listen to Huang Longshi’s nonsense about the odd situation in the next thousand years, relieved as well as worried, it always makes me indecisive.”
Xu Fengnian said softly, “Sir might as well think about it from a different perspective, viewing today from 800 years ago, this world has always changed for the better, right?”
The old man nodded, “Some have gotten better, some have gotten worse, by and large, it is indeed better at the moment.”
Two by two speechlessness ensued.
The old man suddenly said, “I probably won’t be able to wait for Deng Tai’a to return to Wudang Mountain, help me send a message to him, if we only talk about the height of the sword skill but not the distance of the sword way, he is the number one person in the ancient times.”
Xu Fenian said, “Okay.”
The old man stared wide-eyed into the distance, his figure indistinct, and said in a low voice, “Then let me take one last look at this earth.”
Xu Fengnian asked in a low voice, “Does sir have any last words?”
The old man pondered for a moment, “Yes!”
Xu Fengyen said in a deep voice, “Please speak, sir!”
The old man calmly said, “Shut up!”