Xu Fengnian brought a team of brave riders back to the mansion and came to the courtyard where Lao Kui lived. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a table full of delicacies. He looked like a guy who had no meat, no pleasure, and no wine.
The figure of Lao Kui is like a hill, even if he is sitting, his arrogance is astonishing, not to mention that he has two chains and two knives, the servants are hiding in the courtyard and dare not approach. When Lao Kui saw Xu Fengnian, he immediately asked, "Baby, Huang Laojiu went to die with Wang Laoxian in Wudi City?"
Xu Fengnian nodded with a desolate expression, and sat on the stool opposite the snow-white old Kui, without saying a word.
The old warrior smiled and said: "Little baby, I never thought that you are still a nostalgic master. This is much more kind than your father. Xu Xiao is a butcher who is full of tricks, but he is also sanctimonious. With Fugui, it’s just pulling your mother’s eggs. Hey, little baby, are you angry? With your three-legged cat skills, do you still want to fight with me? Without Huang Laojiu, unless the Beiliang Palace hides the remaining few Only by shouting out all the masters can we fight Grandpa."
Xu Fengnian pursed his lips and muttered: "Old Huang is gone, so you dare to call yourself king without tigers and monkeys in the mountains."
Lao Kui's ears were bright, but he was not angry, and said calmly: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Huang Laojiu's swordsmanship attainments are catching up with that Deng Tai'a who likes to play tricks with peach blossom branches.
There are so many sword learners in the world, even the Wu Family Sword Tomb has not produced a swordsman who can fight Wang Laoxian with both hands in the past 30 years. Grandpa, I lost to Huang Laojiu. Yes, apart from Deng Tai'a and Wang Laoxian's tie, only Huang Laojiu lost slightly, the whole world can count them with one hand. "
The words of the old man made Xu Fengnian feel a little more fond of him. He felt that a master is worthy of being a master. Look at this kind of mind, how can ordinary people have it? No wonder there are only a handful of masters in the world. Original Well.
But Xu Fengnian just admired it a little, and the old Kui's unintentionally established image of a master fell short, "Baby, where is there a spacious hut? Grandpa is not used to sitting on the toilet inlaid with gold and jade. He has been holding it at the bottom of the lake for all these years. You can’t just poop and fart. You can quickly find a place with a good geomantic omen for grandpa and let everyone smell it, haha!”
Looking at the old guy with the barbecue stuffed in his mouth, he wanted to go to the latrine to smoke people, Xu Fengnian's face was stiff and twitched, he got up and called the servant to lead the old guy who was mopping the floor with a chained giant knife to the latrine, His Royal Highness hurried to the soles of his feet From a distance, he kept swearing and scolding your mother, the master, all the way.
Wutong Garden is the place where Xu Fengnian grew up, because there is an old saying that the phoenix is not the wu, the phoenix is not the phoenix, and the phoenix is not the tree.
Dazhu Kingdom Xu Xiao always likes to say earnestly, "Son, when your mother gave birth to you, she had a dream of a phoenix entering her belly. You are born to be a great talent. If your father doesn't love you, who will love you?"
At the beginning, Xu Fengnian would retort, "Then why no outsiders said that my bones are strange, and I am a martial arts wizard", Xu Xiao explained, "The real masters are those who take root in one place and refuse to move. Look at Wang Xianzhi and those old swordsmen from the Wu Family Sword Tomb, which one of them just came out and claimed to be a master? Those who come out to mess around are all charlatans, how can they see my son's natural talent."
After Xu Fengnian's ears became cocooned, he simply ignored this incident. He only felt that as the only heir of a king with a different surname in the dynasty, with countless slaves, he didn't need to roll up his sleeves and beat people up. Going to Yunli, flying over the eaves and walking on the walls, he is a hero who competes on the roof of the city.
As for now, I have seen groom Lao Huang and white-haired Lao Kui's superb skills, so I will inevitably feel a little bit regretful. I heard that there are only a few couples of immortals walking in the rivers and lakes. , have you ever heard of the martial arts of the male Yushu Linfeng female
When Xu Fengnian entered the Wutong Garden, his gloomy mood became calm. The big girl named Qingniao came up to her, and the "six-year phoenix" spear falcon was parked on the slender arms wrapped around the precious Sichuan embroidery. When she saw His Royal Highness, Yan Ran smiled and said, "Young master, the sweet potato has warmed the bed, and the green ant is lying on the chess pier waiting for you to sit with her."
Xu Fengnian stretched out his fingers to tease Mao Falcon, and entered the room with a smile, two beautiful maids in the outer room had already taken off his coat for him.
There were a total of more than twenty maids and maidservants of the fourth class in Wutong Garden who originally had elegant names like "Red Musk" and "Parrot". Because of her delicate fragrance, the big girl Red Musk, who has always been the most favored by His Highness, was not spared, and was changed into a vulgar "sweet potato". If you like yellow clothes, you will be called a girl called Cucumber.
After entering the inner room, Xu Fengnian jumped on the bed and got into the quilt, hugging a young woman in her twenties, the whole quilt was fragrant and refreshing, and after a while, it would become even more miraculous, as long as the girl in her arms walked out, she would provoke Come to Fengdie, she is the big girl sweet potato.
And the maid who is good at Go with nineteen moves is called Green Ant, who is known as the female national player of Beiliang Palace, and some Qing players who are good at hand-talking, she will have a headache when they meet her. Usually the chessboard has seventeen moves. Nineteen is another feat of Xu Fengnian's second sister. It caused a great uproar in the dynasty, and was finally accepted and respected by the Shangyin Academy, which became the mainstream of celebrities.
Xu Fengnian played a game with Green Ant, he was absent-minded, so naturally he lost ugly.
He is actually not bad at playing chess. Even his master Li Yishan commented that "the field of vision is excellent, but it is a pity that the layout of the subtleties is not good enough." Don't think it sounds like a compliment, but it is true from Li Yishan's mouth. It's no small honor.
Of course, if you want to say that Xu Fengnian is a chessboard master, you can't be called a real national player. The real national player is Xu Fengnian's second sister Xu Weixiong.
Xu Fengnian pushed back the mess that had already ended, and fell on the bed, letting the big girl sweet potato rub her temples, dazed. The second maid, Green Ant, didn't dare to disturb her master when she saw that she was in a bad mood. Xu Fengnian got up and said: "You all go out first. , without my permission, even if Xu Xiao comes, he won’t be allowed in.”
Sweet Potato was born with a plump body, fair skin, plus an innate body fragrance and elegant manners. She didn't deliberately compete for favor, but was the most favored. When she got out of bed, Xu Fengnian patted her buttocks with a smile. She blushed and smiled back Bai Meisheng.
When the maids left, Xu Fengnian immediately sat upright and took out a brocade that could be called a sword manual from his bosom. This was Lao Huang's life-long painstaking effort. Even if Xu Fengnian was not interested in martial arts, he had to treat it seriously and hide it in the bed. The bottom is a cardinal box of unknown material.
If you want to open the box, you must move seventy-two small grids in one step. The box is so hard that even if you chop it with a knife, you can't get the contents inside. Xu Fengnian is so skillful that he can open this mother's relic with his eyes closed. Put the sword manual in, push the box back into the dark compartment under the bed, and then lie back on the big bed.
Xu Fengnian estimated the time, the white-haired old man should have finished squatting in the latrine, got up and left the inner room, put on his brocade clothes, and called "cucumber", the maid who wished she would never wear yellow clothes again in her life immediately went to another courtyard Bringing three cucumbers, Xu Fengnian took one in his hand and tucked two under his arm while he walked and gnawed.
At the beginning, I was quite worried that the whole mile of Lao Kui's yard would be smelly, but when I got closer, I realized that it was just worrying. There were countless spices prepared in the hut of the palace.
Lao Kui not only finished shitting, but also took a shower, put on clean clothes, sat on the steps, lowered his head to stroke the blade, and asked without raising his head, "Baby, are you really not afraid?"
Xu Fengnian sat beside him, and said with a light smile, "Lao Huang said that you are not only the best swordsman in the world, but you have never killed anyone indiscriminately in your life, so I am not afraid."
Lao Kui laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "This is half true and half false. I don't kill people indiscriminately, but I'm not the most powerful person with knives. Boy, your mouth is too slippery. I don't like it."
Xu Fengnian said with a playful smile: "As long as the girl likes me, I will do it. If you don't like the old man, you don't like it. Anyway, we will go our separate ways if you beat the tortoise in Wudang Mountain. But if the old man still misses the food in the palace, feel free to stay and eat it." Big drink, very welcome."
The old man chuckled, and asked, "Then, how high is the ancestor of Wudang Mountain?"
Xu Fengnian thought for a while and said: "It shouldn't be high, it's just that there is a separation of generations. A Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain who is less than thirty years old, no matter how tall he is, he can't go anywhere? Besides, there is no name for him in the world."
The old man nodded suddenly and said: "Oh, that should be the junior brother of Wang Chonglou, the head teacher of Wudang Mountain who built the Dahuang Tingguan. Grandpa heard about it when he entered Liangdi. The technique is a bit mysterious."
Xu Fengnian asked the most concerned question, "Can the old man fight well?"
The old man said calmly: "Little baby, grandpa gave you a word, whether you can beat it or not, you have to beat it to know whether it is right?"
Xu Fengnian couldn't help slandering: "This sounds like a high-spirited statement, but the result is not like staying at the bottom of the lake for more than ten years."
The old man hit Xu Fengnian on the head with a knife, "Don't think that grandpa doesn't know what you're thinking."
With a smile on Xu Fengnian's face, he said, "Then let's go to that shitty Wudang Mountain to make a fuss?"
Lao Kui stood up abruptly, his figure enveloped Xu Fengnian, and the two chains clanged, "Noisy!"
… Wudang Mountain has two pools, four ponds, nine wells, twenty-four deep streams, thirty-six rocks, eighty-one peaks, five li, one nunnery, and ten li palaces. The red wall and green tiles are exquisite. The Taizhen Palace on Yuzhu Peak is the center. Eighty-one peaks surround this peak and the palace in a slanted shape, forming the famous eighty-one peaks facing the big top. For thousands of years, countless seekers of immortality have returned to Wudang, either sitting on the cliff or hiding in the fairy coffin, listening to the collision of jade. The golden Buddhist music and fairy music, watching the mist rising and the clouds surging, the green mountains and beautiful waters, left countless legends.
Wudang was the holy land of Taoism in the previous dynasty, and it stabilized the Dragon and Tiger Mountain. After the establishment of the Liyang Dynasty, the dragon and the tiger were suppressed by Wudang, which made the Dragon and Tiger Mountain the ancestral home of Taoism.
Wudang has been silent for hundreds of years, but no one dares to underestimate the thousand-year heritage of this mountain. Although the current head teacher Wang Chonglou occupies one of the top ten masters, it is said that an immortal guide broke the entire turbulent mountain. Canglangjiang, whether it is based on rumors or exaggerated, is after all a respected and respected Taoist old god. Especially when he practiced Dahuang Tingguan, the most obscure and time-consuming Taoism, it made the whole Wudang Mountain have a long-lasting style that is better than sound.
Two hundred Beiliang iron cavalry are mighty.
A burly old warrior dressed in a black robe ran with a long knife dragging the ground, dust flying.
Landslides and ground cracks.
A group of people went straight to the "Xuanwu Dangxing" archway at the gate of Wudang Mountain.
The first rider actually stepped on the horse directly, passed through the archway, and then reined in the reins.
In the century-old Jianghu, the only one who dared to despise the martial arts school so much was Xu Rentu, who made the older generation of Jianghu people turn pale when they talked about it.
Tiger father dog son
His Royal Highness Xu Fengnian, who was riding on a strong military horse from Beiliang, laughed at himself, looked at a group of Taoist priests who were attracted by this magnificent battle, and shouted darkly: "Give you half an hour, let the green bull rider get out! "
These Wudang Taoist priests are in a difficult situation. It’s not that they don’t know that there is an uncle on the mountain whose seniority is as high as Yuzhu Peak, who likes to ride green bulls upside down, but they are just ordinary Taoist priests offering wine at the Yuqing Palace at the foot of the mountain, not to mention that they can’t move. Master uncle, even if master uncle is easy to talk, it takes half an hour at the fastest to run to Taizhen Palace, and an hour to go back and forth. The visitor is aggressive, can you wait
There are two large and small lotus peaks at the front and back of Yuzhu Peak, and the big lotus peak has more than ten caves and blessed places for retreat and practice, while the small lotus peak with a cliff on one side belongs to one person by default.
This person was taken up the mountain by the previous generation of Wudang headmaster at the age of five, and he was accepted as a closed-door disciple. At a young age, he became a brother with the headmaster of this generation, Wang Chonglou.
In the Nine Palaces and Thirteen Temples of Wudang Mountain, most of the thousands of Taoist priests with yellow crowns saw this young man, and they had to respectfully and respectfully call him Master Uncle, and those who were even younger had to call Grand Master Uncle.
Fortunately, this young ancestor never went down the mountain. He only saw the Xuanwu Dangxing Archway when he entered the mountain. Riding a green bull upside down on the lotus peak and the crown upside down, I was lucky enough to meet the real face. When I went back, I told people that my uncle had a good temper, profound knowledge, and exquisite elegance.
There was a lot of noise on the side of the mountain gate, but it was very quiet beside the tortoise stele on the steep cliff of Little Lotus Peak.
A young Taoist priest with an elegant appearance was lying on the back of a stone turtle basking in the sun. He beckoned, and a green bull grazing in the distance came forward. There were several ancient books of Taoism hanging on the horns of the cow. He took off a book and was about to read it. With a pinch of his fingers, he jumped off the back of the turtle, found a dead branch, and drew densely packed celestial stems and earthly branches on the ground. His face changed slightly, he kept talking to himself, and finally sighed heavily.
Carefully adjusted the collar of the sleeves of the Daoist robe, turned on the ox, rode the ox upside down, hung the book on the horn, and descended the Little Lotus Peak, half-chanting, "Straight as a string, on the side of the dead road. The tail is on the way, who will leave the bones in the hall..."
After leaving the Little Lotus Peak, I let the green cow go, and carefully took off one of the volumes whose cover is the Taoist classic "Lingyuan Daoge", read it while walking, and went straight to the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Occasionally, a Taoist priest stopped to call him Shishu or Shishuzu on the road, and he would greet him with a smile, quite approachable.
Everyone only felt that this young senior was really hardworking, worthy of being the master uncle who had annotated countless ancient seal scripts in Yuqing Palace, no wonder the head teacher praised him with the saying "All martial arts and orthodoxy in the world will be shouldered by one shoulder".
But he didn't know that this well-reputed teacher-uncle was reading an erotic novel that most Taoists despised, and it was just pasted on the cover of "Song of the Great Way of Spiritual Origin".
The Taoist turned over and read one page, because he couldn't bear it, and there was only this supreme classic on the mountain, which he borrowed from the ill-intentioned son of the prince. It was near the foot of the mountain, and he read it upside down dozens of times before putting it away. With an upright face, he said, "Even if you beat me black and swollen, I will definitely not return this book!"