Chapter 414 – Celestials Stopping Immortals

In the middle of the night, a candle as thick as a baby’s arm was lit up in the council hall of the feudal residence, illuminating a wide hall as bright as day.

Inside the hall, the generals were gathered, possessing an intangible gleam that mirrored that of the brilliantly illuminated hall.

Northern Liang cavalry commander Yuan Zuozong, Gu Dazu Chen Yuntui two army stationed in Liangzhou infantry deputy commander, and Yang Shenxeng a truly integrated into the Northern Liang border army of a deputy section minister, before the identity of the Yuzhou deputy general had been transferred to the great snow dragon cavalry deputy general of the Le Dian, this person is now also leading a heavy cavalry army. There are also Cao Xiaojiao Hong Xinjia and others who came from Youzhou, as well as a large number of powerful generals and lieutenants in the territory who were temporarily summoned to the city of refusing the north, such as Wang Zhi, the vice general of Lingshu, and Huang Xiaofu, the two Tongguan lieutenants who guarded the eastern gate of Liangzhou, Xin Drinking Horse and Wei Killing Qing, the Lingshu Fengjiu lieutenant Zhu Boyu, the northern lieutenant Ren Chunyun, and the Jiao Wuyi, who replaced Huang Xiaofu to become the pearl lieutenant, and a lot of generals gathered to discuss how to defend the city of refusing the north. North City.

Among them, Hong Xinjia, who single-handedly created the Hulukou Fort E beacon system, was not really of high rank, but at this time, together with the young feudal king and the two deputy commanders of the border army, they were all listening attentively to the details of the defense of the city that this person was telling them.

A large number of green shirts Counselor Lang to the meeting to listen.

Crazy Hong Shuwen is undoubtedly the fastest rising from the White Horse Yi in the biggest legend, young, but already in the Lingzhou General Han Laoshan command as a state cavalry general, this time following the two vice generals together to the customs refused to come to the north of the city, the early years of this son of His Highness followed together with the Central Plains Jianghu, together with the West Iron Gate gate intercepted the Liyang Prince Zhao Kai’s brawny martial arts, but did not stay in the lobby, but in the doorway! Holding his sword, he stood alone with his eyes closed, his aura cold and cold, like an unfeeling door god who would draw his sword on people at the drop of a hat.

Bai Yu, the assassin of Liangzhou, and Wang Priest of the Rites Room and Cheng Baishang, the Southern Border Patriarch, the three of them walked together, and the three of them met and shared a similar spirit, and talked happily, and Wang Priest secretly carried out a few pots of long treasured green ants wine, and pulled the two readers together to sip a little bit, and after the Counselor Lang notified that there would be a deliberation in the lobby this night half an hour ago, the Wang Priest who was in the middle of a good time of drinking was a little bit embarrassed, and if he was all in the air of alcohol staggering towards the heavily guarded lobby, both of them would be in the middle of the night. If you stagger to the heavily guarded hall in a drunken stupor, it’s not the right time, besides, Wang Priest Wine doesn’t have that kind of guts, the knife eyes of those big old generals, he’s old, and his skin is thicker than ever, he can’t afford to eat it. Wang priest is very clear who is the soft persimmon of this refusal of the North City Residence, not Li Gongde Yang Shenxing such old foxes, not a gentleman like jade respectful and modest Bai Yu, not even that group of military aircraft full of blood intention of the Counselor Lang, clearly is the young king of the clan, even if the old man’s mouth did not put the fastest, leaked the pile of wall out of the story, not the same as a lot of noise and rain, just on the chessboard by the young king of the infuriated kill to the He was only killed on the chessboard by the infuriated young feudal lord, but he lost his armor.

On top of that, Priest Wang didn’t quite dare to show the slightest hint of the grotesque indulgence of the puritanical celebrities, for the simple reason that the old man knew that all the civil and military bigwigs in Beiliang never ate this, and that the old man himself wasn’t very good at it either. So after vigorously shaking his fan to dispel most of the alcohol breath, Priest Wang dared to pull the two men to the entrance of the Council Hall.

As a result, the door god did not stop the suave Mr. White Lotus, but Wang and Cheng Baifang both blocked down, Bai Yu as the former ancestral court of Taoism, Longhu Mountain’s Tianshifu small heavenly master, but also exquisitely carry forward the style of the death of a friend, not death of a poor man, on the back of the old man’s plea for help ignored, stride across the threshold, just turned his head to cast a look of love and can not help. Wang priest originally also swore to promise Cheng Baishang can join hands to enter the Council Chamber, an old face suddenly vicissitudes of misery, the first Cheng Baishang swollen face to fill a fat bold smile, indicating that despite rest assured that everything has me, and then turned his head and the young general whispering, good and bad, saying that the king of the southern border of the master is quite trusting, Cheng Baishang, this person of the bones of the strong, and will never be a branch of life, and even more will not disclose the military opportunity. Hong Shuwen hands holding a knife, face simply do not care, no matter how the old man bowed his head to flatter, just stopped outside the door, refused to nod and let go.

Grinding through the mouth of Wang priests only had to splash and play, do not what the scholar’s gentleman, glaring: “Hong Shuwen! Believe it or not, I’ll just rip my throat out here and cry foul, do you think the king will let me into the council chamber?”

The oil and salt not into the water and fire not invade the Hong crazy is still indifferent, sneered: “Master, you shout is, then as long as the king personally agreed, I let the road. Otherwise with your uncharacteristic alcohol breath, I’m really going to fight with you today!”

The old gentleman glared like a cow’s eye, Hong Shuwen lazily said, “What, not convinced? Priest Wang is going to bully me into practicing martial arts for a short period of time based on my age?”

The old man almost a mouthful of blood sprayed on this cheeky young general, the old man deserves to be a character who reads and reads true knowledge, lowered his voice and stretched out a finger.

Hong Shuwen squinted and scowled, his face full of disdain.

The old man bear the pain in general, trembling stretch out two fingers.

Hong Shuwen muttered to himself, “A scholar, just not cool.”

The old man took a deep breath, stretched out a palm, slapped heavily on this young man’s arm, and said with a face full of sadness, “I only have this number left, killing people is nothing but head nodding! Hong Shuwen, give a quick word!”

Hong Shuwen raised an eyebrow, moved his feet to make way, and said with a smile, “After the meeting, I’ll personally go to your side to fetch the wine, five pots of green ants, if you dare to shorten one pot, I’ll demolish your Rites Section compartment, it’s only a few steps away anyway. And remember, don’t get too close, standing on the edge with Counselor Lang is about right.”

The pained old man didn’t even bother to haggle and hurriedly crossed the threshold, not forgetting to turn his head and whisper to Cheng Baishang, “Old Cheng, ah, the breeze and moon outside the house make for a pleasant scenery, so I won’t be accompanying you.”

After Priest Wang took seven or eight steps away from the main entrance of the Council Hall, he suddenly turned around and pointed at Hong Shuwen, with a villainous expression, interspersed with rolled eyes and shaking head movements.

Hong Shuwen instantly woke up to the fact that the five pots of Green Ant Wine that he had agreed to beforehand must have gone down the drain, and raised his foot in a kicking motion.

Priestess Wang hooked his finger, a look of beating me if you have the ability to beat me to beat me ah, only when the old man saw Hong Shuwen sneering to barge into the council hall, he immediately slipped away in an athletic figure.

Hong Shuwen was not surprised, turned around and continued to close his eyes and hold the sword.

Cheng Baishang had an eye-opening experience.

A talk of elegant and elegant Mr. White Lotus, a nearly to dominate the literary world in the early years of the right priest of the Shangyin Palace of Learning, how to the north of Liang this place, so shameless?

Cheng Baishang, who has both martial arts and profound attainments, is somewhat unable to laugh and cry, but he is not annoyed, and he is not ashamed to leave, instead, he stood outside the door of the council hall and looked into the door, and asked softly, “Dare I ask this general, can I stand here and listen to the deliberations in the room?”

Hong Shuwen didn’t open his eyes and said in a nonchalant manner, “Since the king previously allowed you, Cheng Baishang, to walk freely in the feudal residence, then tonight as long as you don’t inch across the threshold, then it doesn’t matter if you stand outside the door and listen to the proceedings lying down, even if you have your head towards the ground and your feet towards the sky, I won’t stop you.”

Cheng Baishang, who was almost burdened with the weather of the Confucian Sage, laughed it off.

Earlier, when drinking and chatting with the king’s priest Bai Yu, Cheng Baishang heard many anecdotes that were used as a downer, with the words not intended to be heard.

Bai Yu said that the young feudal lord would occasionally leave the study on the right hand side of the second hall’s signing room and go to the house on the left hand side of the signing room, which was jokingly called the “vegetable garden” by Rejecting North City, and that it was the “general helm” of the Military Counselor Lang because these young people who had different backgrounds did not have official rank. Because these young people with different roots and backgrounds do not have rank official body, only wearing Confucian green shirt, at a glance such as the color of green is particularly lush, the crowd gathered, as if a green thick vegetable garden, and those people, originally is the reading seeds of Beiliang, whether it is the Beiliang Road local origin, or go to the cool of the countryside scholar, and ultimately in the refusal of the north of the city to take root and grow. Xu Fengyen will go over there from time to time to sit down, not day and night, there is no regularity, from no long speech, just with those who are mostly the same age of the green shirts of the readers gossip, more than trivial small things, up to the writing of articles to do the study of the cultivation of the Qi thing, the great military affairs, on the contrary, is very little, the ruling of the country to level the world of the rule of the two words, those border warfare, not much is involved. Mr. White Lotus once had nothing to do, happened to participate in it, that night, a king of Northern Liang, a Liangzhou assassin, was dozens of green-shirted scholars surrounded by them, laughing and smiling, laughter.

When a military counselor Lang said he would like to go into battle to kill the enemy absolutely not hesitate to die in battle, the young feudal king did not reject nor recognized, just look around after looking all over that a scholarly young face, before telling that impassioned foreign readers, readers behind the scenes in the tent, willing to strategize for the border, willing to play for the country, willing to fight for the death of the border troops to call for justice, this has done the heaven’s great This is a great honor, and it is an honor that no one should forget. Outside of this, you readers if you are willing to die, certainly a good thing, but I Xu Fengyen never promote this matter, from Xu Snapdragon to me, have always believed that the Northern Liang iron cavalry guarding the border, since the body is outside the border, the waist wearing a cool sword riding a war horse, then there is no way to retreat from the battlefield to die in the battlefield, it is the natural and natural thing to do. As for the readers who are not good at bow and horse killing, there is that heart can be, Beiliang is not willing to, and should not ask you readers to donate their bodies to death. Even said, have not experienced the smoke of the sands of the readers are afraid of death, but also can not be faulted, the study of the scholar, the sands of the martial arts, each in its own way, the former to write the words of the pen to write the righteousness of the chest, the latter armored guards against the enemy, you do a good job of your, I do a good job of mine, is to ask for the heart is not guilty. As for the ordinary people living in the city alleys and lanes, more should not expect them to come to the border to kill the enemy, they should live well, a lifetime of peace and quiet.

Cheng Baishang put his hands behind his back, turned his back to the council chamber, looked toward the pagoda, and fell into deep thought.

With the formalization of an urgent strategy, the council hall constantly have military generals in batches hurriedly left, when the last even Gu Dazu and Chen Yuntui two stationed in the refusal of the north of the city of the border army also cross the threshold, the young feudal king and Wang priest finally walked out side by side to stand in the doorway for nearly two hours beside Cheng Baishang, Bai Yu has long been one step ahead of the Household Room to discuss the destined to be a lamp to the dawn, and can not be bothered to say hello to Cheng Baishang. When the young feudal lord saw this Southern Border Patriarch who achieved the Great Celestial Realm in Wudang Mountain by virtue of that Confucian supreme saint’s opportunity to grace the world, Xu Fengyen laughed softly and said, “After Cao Changqing and Xuanyuan Jingcheng on the earth, there will finally be another Confucian saint to sit on the qi.”

The three of them walked down the steps together, Cheng Baishang shook her head and said, “Limited to the pattern, I can’t be among the Confucian Sage realm.”

Xu Fengnian was puzzled, “What do you mean by that?”

Cheng Baishang laughed: “Even now, I still don’t have the state of mind to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to succeed the great learning of past saints, and to create peace for the world.”

Xu Fengyen nodded, and did not therefore belittle this aged Confucian scholar who had long since died.

Cheng Baishang suddenly asked, “Your Highness, what do you think is a scholar?”

Xu Fengnian thought for a moment and replied, “A scholar rules the country, and peace prevails.”

Cheng Baishang asked again, “Then in a chaotic world, when the country is in trouble, what should a scholar do?”

Xu Fengyen said without thinking, “It is not appropriate to be too harsh on them.”

Cheng Baishang laughed and asked, “Shouldn’t it be that the scholar rises up with determination to save the country?”

Xu Fengnian laughed it off, “That’s out of my hands. The bearings of the scholar, the scholar himself picks, willing or not, dare or not, can or can’t, are the scholar’s own thing.”

Cheng Baishang seems to be a little surprised by this talk, silent for a long time, smiled and said, “Also.”

At dawn, outside the city of refusing the north, a ride from the crone mountain of Liuzhou speeds eastward to outside the city of refusing the north, before approaching the city gate, Louwu abruptly reined in and stopped his horse.

Turning his head to look, he saw a far away from the battlefield but still wearing iron armor waist wearing double swords guy, is looking up to think of his own smile.

Lou Arao rolled over and dismounted, sensing the extremely unfamiliar and intense killing aura on this big senior brother, he had to ask, “How about the one surnamed Xie?”

Yu Xinlang softly lamented, “I can only say that he is still alive, Xie Xijian is extremely injured.”

Lou Wilderness did not say anything more.

Yu Xinlang hesitated, “Senior Brother Lou, entrust you with something.”

Lou Arao did not hesitate and said, “Just say it.”

Yu Xinlang sadly said, “I may have to trouble you to bring the little green robe back to the Central Plains, I have brought her a lot of roads, originally thought that she could always stay carefree in Qingliang Mountain Hearing Tide Lake, with those of her age beside her climbing trees and catching fishes all day long, and then slowly grow up …… Now it seems that it is difficult. ”

Lou Wilderness shook his head and said, “This matter, you let Xu Fenian find someone else, I can’t help.”

Yu Xinlang frowned, “You want to stay too?”

Lou Arao coldly snorted, “Are you only allowed to be heroic, Yu Xinlang, and not allow me, Lou Arao, to be bold?”

Yu Xinlang was speechless.

Lou Arao regretfully said, “It’s a pity that you and I don’t have a good sword to use for the time being.”

Yu Xinlang patted the cool knife on his waist and smiled, “After I used it, I realized that it is very good, I don’t need to carry the corpse away when I use the knife, it’s quite enjoyable.”

Lou Moor snickered, “Why don’t you share one with me?”

Yu Xin Lang decisively refused, “Don’t even think about it.”

Lou Moo tsked, “I also want you to agree to one thing.”

Yu Xinlang smiled and said, “You have to say it first, if you promise or not, then we’ll see.”

Lou Wilder grinned, “If I kill more people than you in the next battlefield outside the Pass, how about you call me senior brother from now on?”

Yu Xinlang patted this senior brother’s shoulder and said in a serious tone, “Although it is said that a senior brother who doesn’t want to be a senior brother is not a good senior brother, as a senior brother, I can understand this mood, but unfortunately, I still won’t agree to you ah.”

Lou Wilderness didn’t feel surprised, leading his horse forward, some smiles at the corners of his mouth.

In the East China Sea Martial Emperor City so many years, senior brother and sister, almost no interactions, not to mention will not be so casual chat.

Seemingly very good to talk in fact the worst to talk to Yu Xinlang, talent is too high, the root bone is too good, cultivation is too high, understanding sword is too deep, so even in Wang Xianzhi all the disciples of the temper is the best, but on the contrary, it will give a person a kind of in fact, he is in fact condescending to look at the feeling of you.

That kind of Yu Xinlang, Lou Arao really can’t like it.

The current Yu Xinlang, the extremely competitive and conceited senior disciple Lou Arao, on the contrary, some hate can not get up.

Yu Xinlang suddenly said, “If I can still live to leave the Northern Liang border, I will go to find a graceful and moving woman, find a peaceful and quiet small village, and spend the rest of my life together.”

Lou Arao nodded, “Not bad.”

Yu Xinlang lamented, “It is very good. However, I am quite worried now, with my Yu Xinlang’s appearance and skin, finding a beautiful young lady from Northern Liang Rouge County is also a snap, but with your appearance, what should I do? In case I see a very good woman that I don’t like, and want to introduce them to you, but they only like me, then I’ll be in a difficult situation.”

Lou Arai took a deep breath.

Another deep breath.

Only then did he resist the urge to strike out and hit someone.

At noon, in a quiet courtyard of the clan residence, the white-haired, white-clothed one-armed old man raised his cup and drank wine with an idle demeanor.

This old man who has a penchant for devouring the world’s famous swords is not only of the same generation as Liu Songtao, not only does he compete with Li Chungang’s sword path, but he is also the co-master of the Sword Emperor of Xishu and the Sword Jiu Huang of Qingliang Mountain.

Opposite the stone table is the East Vietnam Sword Pool contemporary patriarch Chai Qingshan, although in terms of martial arts status and reputation in the Central Plains, Chai Qingshan is far higher than the old ancestor of the hidden not eat the sword too much, but in terms of jianghu seniority, nearly old Chai Qingshan is still to be lower than the Sui Shiaogu one generation, or even two generations to the right. Sui Shiaogu had once visited the sword pool in his prime, and defeated a Sword Pool family elder surnamed Song, who was already in his prime at that time, and although he lost, and his sword was reduced to Sui Shiaogu’s stomach food, but before that elder died, he still held Sui Shiaogu, who was an up-and-coming youngster, in high esteem, and regarded him as a fellow practitioner of the way of swordsmanship. The young man Chai Qingshan when outside the family name people into the East Vietnam sword pool, and the last patriarch Song Nianqing become master brother, are subject to that master uncle ancestor can be said to be taught by the instruction, so today finally see Sui Shiaogu real face, Chai Qingshan from the bottom of his heart respectfully execute the junior salute.

Sui Shiaogu remembered those old memories, slowly said: “At that time Li Chun Gang every defeated a jianghu famous sword master, I have to go to follow to make a scene, but some swordsman defeated in the hands of Li Chun Gang, after the sword heart dust, the sword intention is broken, I naturally won not martial arts.”

Speaking here, Sui Shiaogu glanced at Chai Qingshan and snickered, “Song Nianqing’s father, that is, your master, is this kind of person, simply can’t afford to lose, and after being humiliated, he died in depression. On the contrary, that your senior uncle ancestor, although the sword attainments are not as good as the nephew who is the patriarch, but the heart is obviously more tough, after losing to me, twenty years to sharpen, after that, and I fought again, still lost again, but do you know at that time that hundred year old man, when he watched with his own eyes the sword being broken by me, smiled and said what a sentence?”

Chai Qingshan shook his head.

Sui Shiaogu narrowed his eyes and sighed: “That old man laughed out loud and said, his mother’s life is only a hundred years old, how can I hold a three-foot green blade enough? Not too much fun not too much fun, next life next life 100 years, old man still want to practice sword!”

Chai Qingshan silent, but the heart of God.

Sui diagonal valley plainly said: “Then again, your master’s sword road destroyed abandoned, but also can not blame him for the heart is not tough, after all, as a clan leader, especially in the East Vietnam sword pool such as the long history of sword practice family, probably from the mother’s womb, need to carry the family rise and fall honor and disgrace, naturally more difficult to put down.”

Chai Qingshan, who is still the head of a clan, said with heartfelt emotion, “Indeed, it is not easy.”

Sui Xiangu inexplicably said, “It is even more difficult.”

Chai Qingshan was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized.

Just at this time, did not follow Wang Zhi Huang Xiao-quick two Lingshu vice generals left the refusal of the north of the city of Hong Shuwen, striding into the courtyard, holding a huge wooden box, the face of someone owes him a million taels of silver almost, will be the wooden box heavily slammed on the stone table, staring blankly at the Sui Shiaogu put down a sentence, “the king asked me to give your old man to take the message, a box of six swords, in addition to the Shu Road to help the two swords, and the Listening to the tide pavilion treasured for many years within the capital, dragon scale within the four swords, together to send.”

Sui shiaogu casually open the wooden box, the sword Qi Sen Sen, small courtyard such as the snowy winter season, really shelved many of the world’s most famous swords of the medium, such as a bit of the obviously beautiful but kept in the boudoir of the unrecognized beauty of the absolute generation.

Sui diagonal valley said to himself: “that kid is rare to do a loss of business.”

Sui Shiaogu waved his sleeve, the sword box re-joined, looked up and asked with a smile, “This is certainly not your king’s original intention, if not guessed wrongly, it is Xu Weixiong’s daughter’s meaning?”

Hong Shuwen is not in awe of any sword-eating old ancestor, and said in a bad mood, “I only care about delivering the sword here!”

Sui Shiaogu suddenly spoke up when the young man was about to turn around and leave, “Four swords are almost enough for me to make a move, feel free to retrieve the two swords, I’ve never been one to take advantage of a fire.”

Hong Shuwen bent down to open the sword box with a swift momentum, and busily asked, “Sui old senior, dare I ask which two swords of the Shu Dao Fu Medium are the two swords?”

Sui Shiaogu sneered, not bothering.

The famous sword Shudao, very good to recognize, the sword body is extremely narrow and long, and the scabbard is engraved with an inscription, Hong Shuwen did not spend effort to identify, but which is the handle and Shudao in the Heavy Weapons Spectrum on the name of the mediumship, Hong Shuwen is a little uncertain, it is not easy to confirm the remaining three swords, and ultimately in the two swords between the difficult to choose between the two, indecisive, afraid of this take the wrong one will harm the king of the loss of money to the loss of the grandmother’s home.

Sui Shiaogu stretched out two fingers twirling a wisp of snow-white long eyebrows, smiling playfully.

Hong Shuwen clenched his teeth and was about to pick up an ancient sword that looked like a medium-supporting sword, and just as he held the scabbard, he heard that Patriarch Chai of the East Vietnam Sword Pool cough gently, and Hong Shuwen immediately put down the long sword in his hand, grabbed another long sword with an ebony-black scabbard, and held one in one hand, laughed merrily and left with a quick stride.

Chai Qingshan hesitated for a moment and said, “I hope senior won’t mind.”

Sui Siang Gu had an indifferent look on his face, “It doesn’t matter.”

At dusk, a Confucian-shirted old man who had taken off his Taoist robes slowly walked towards the ferry bridge, heading north.

On the bridge, a tall white woman blocked the way.

The old man, unperturbed, kept walking up to the bridge and asked with a smile, “Why are the celestials making things difficult for the immortals?”

The woman with eyes like snow blandly said, “The Great Rebellion is difficult for the Heavenly Dao to tolerate.”

The old man smiled and pretended to be surprised, “Oh?”

The tall woman was none other than Qi Practitioner Patriarch Tantai Calm, her eyes grew more stern, “Zhao Changling! When you were not suppressed in the Water Moon Heavenly Well, it was already the Heavenly Dao’s way of being lenient for you, so I advise you not to give an inch!”

The old man let out a not-so-slight, “So what?”

She stood in the middle of the bridge, “If you dare to come forward, even if I have to fight Xu Fengyin to lose both of us, I will still let your soul be destroyed!”

The old man laughed out loud, “Scared me to death!”

The old man suddenly curbed his laughter, “It’s a pity, I am the heavenly immortal Zhao Changling!”