Xu Fengnian went out of the city to go to the grave with the old sword god with a sullen face. The accompanying blue bird brought the most famous angelica wine in Zhizhang City. Li Chungang sneered: "Such soft-heartedness is a big deal. There are so many poor people in the world. You have three heads and six arms. What's the matter, can you come here?"
Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said: "I was not pleasing to the Xuanyuan family with three legs standing in the martial arts. I finally grasped the reason and didn't go to Guniu Dagang to make a fuss. I am really sorry for being chased by Xuanyuan Qingfeng back then. Didn't Xuanyuan Dapan send his sister and brother together? Is it considered as a meal on the plate, hey, this son just wants to let the meat from his mouth be slashed into his own plate, if he is not convinced, just make a move, the big deal is that the old man will open the gate of heaven again with his sword."
The old sword god squinted and said: "Can you stop scheming this old man all day, kid? Now that you don't have Jiang Ni girl to support you, I really annoyed this old man, so I will open the gate of heaven to you."
Xu Fengnian changed the subject and asked: "What kind of character is that old man Xuanyuan? I heard that this pervert will have red eyes, cheeks that are as red as fire, and skin that is about to crack. Well."
The old man in sheepskin fur thought for a while, then twisted his mouth and said, "It's just that dead, what else can I do."
Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Tell me carefully, I'm going to Huishan to make a scene soon, and I always know myself and my enemy. If you go down the mountain with great fanfare, but you roll down the mountain in disgrace, you will be laughed out of your teeth by that girl Xuanyuan Qingfeng."
Li Chungang looked impatient, and wrote lightly: "This old man can probably be regarded as half a martial arts genius, not as good as Wang Xianzhi."
Xu Fengnian muttered softly: "Nonsense, if you want to be similar to Wang Xianzhi, I'll go to the fucking Guniu Dagang."
The old sword god kicked His Royal Highness on the buttocks of the son, and turned around to ask the blue bird for angelica wine to satisfy his greed, but he was stared at coldly. He sighed, and the bored old man said casually: "You kid only cares about showing off your prestige in front of your siblings, don't you know?" The sky is high and the earth is thick! Although Xuanyuan Dapan has not been included in the martial arts review, he is not inferior to Wang Mingyin. If this guy is not too smart, he wants to learn everything, and he wants to be top-notch. If he is willing to devote himself to learning knives, he will learn knives, and Gu Jiantang will have nothing to do It sounds like he has been lustful all these years, and he is disrespectful to the old. It's not that simple. This guy has mastered the principles of Buddhism very early. Obstacles, once they are really tricked by him, they will be the certificate of longevity in the red seal script of the zodiac, and their cultivation level is almost comparable to that of Daoist Daoists. Whether you can go to Huishan or not, you can decide for yourself."
Xu Fengnian rubbed his chin, thinking about this matter seriously.
The old sword god asked softly: "The pair of sisters and brothers, which one do you like?"
The corner of Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched and said, "Old man, you are wrong to say that."
The old sword god snorted, and said to himself: "Indeed, with the guy who borrowed your spring thunder and embroidered winter swords in front of him, I'm afraid that Murong Tonghuang may not be able to be admired by you. Then when will you face that white fox?" If you start, the later you will be, the more you will be unable to fight. At that time, there will be no chance for the overlord to attack. In fact, the old man can teach you a simple method. You just need to treat yourself as a woman. The man with the white fox face is a man, anyway She is also the most beautiful woman in the world, so you are not at a disadvantage."
Xu Fengnian's hair stood on end, goosebumps all over his body, full of grief and indignation.
Li Chungang said disdainfully: "Why, do you want to fight with the old man?"
Xu Fengnian immediately flattered him: "How can it be, the boy is still waiting for the old man's sword to flow against the Sixfold Waterfall and flood the Guniu Mountain."
Li Chungang said disdainfully: "Virtue!"
After walking for an hour after leaving Zhizhang City, I finally found a lonely grave. In the three-foot solitary grave, weeds grew crazily. Xu Fengnian squatted down and pulled the weeds that entangled the tombstone. He looked at the stone epitaph whose tree was no more than three feet tall, and kept silent. More than 20 years of cold wind and bitter rain, the handwriting has long been mottled and unclear, and only fragments of sentences can be seen intermittently, "When the sun rises in the East China Sea, the earth's atmosphere is vast; Voice," "I will cover the universe, Haoran and Qingming share the same discipline." The old sword god was free, so he knelt down and squinted at the broken epitaph of the article, marveling. Xu Fengnian took the wine from the blue bird and slowly sprinkled it in front of the grave. The grave was on the top of the hill, and after offering a pot of wine to pay homage, Xu Fengnian sat on the ground, looked at the distant fields, and said to himself: "I have always written articles that don't make sense, so I can only spend money to buy some poems from scholars in Beiliang. The second sister is right. Most of the things I bought are for the sake of writing new words. They read like a resentful woman calling spring, which is unsavory. But the one in the grave, why can’t he live a few more years and write more? A few words of 'Fifty years of great achievements, talk to the mountain ghosts'?"
The old sword god sat cross-legged, took off his boots, picked his toes with his fingers, took it up to his nose and smelled it, and said with a chuckle: "If you die, you're dead, everything is clean. The one in the grave is pretty good, There are still people who come to the grave. Like the old man, who will come to the grave with wine after death, sweep the grave and pull weeds?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "That's the reason."
The old man rubbed the soles of his feet, turned his head and asked, "Boy Xu, do you feel sorry for yourself?"
Xu Fengnian laughed dumbly and said: "Me? I'm a majestic son of Beiliang. Who in the previous dynasty said that life should be a feast of food, and death should be a feast of cooking. I was born with gold and silver mountains and no worries about food and clothing. Few people are more famous than me. Now that I even have hereditary successors, and I still feel fucking pitiful, I really want to hang myself to death with my hair, or I can suffocate myself to death with a woman's chest. Therefore, the subjugated descendants and Jianghu assassins who went to Beiliang Palace to seek death in those years only felt pitiful, not hateful. Since he is Xu Xiao’s son, he must have this awareness. Before traveling with Lao Huang, I still had some resentment, but now it’s gone.”
The old sword god laughed and said, "You can think about it."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "Actually, I'm also worried."
Li Chungang smiled and asked, "What are you worried about?"
Xu Fengnian pulled up a weed, flicked off the grass roots and soil, put it in his mouth to chew carefully, and said: "Isn't this just worrying about not being able to learn from the two-sleeved green snake?"
The old sword god said proudly: "This old man is so unique, how can it be so easy to learn it?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Actually, I know that the two hundred and sixteen-handed green snakes of the old man are like forging iron, making the big yellow court in my body more stable. As for how much essence I can learn to get rid of the two-sleeved green snake, It's all about luck, isn't it?"
Li Chungang narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "You are indeed not stupid. To put it bluntly, the sword move of the two-sleeved green snake is extremely complicated, and there is almost no trace. You can't learn it even if you want to learn it. As for the sword that opens the gate of heaven , pure sword intent, you can’t learn it either.”
Xu Fengnian sighed with a bitter face, and the blue bird behind him smiled.
The old sword god also picked up a weed, chewed it, spit it out, and said: "Next, I will trouble you, and I will help you. Don't be so ambitious, you boy, honestly put the pieces together first." In the past twenty years, I have strengthened my sword moves. In fact, the old man's boxing skills are enough to deal with Wang Mingyin."
Before Xu Fengnian could speak, the old sword god wiped his face, and said: "If girl Jiang is here, I must say that I am bragging and don't write drafts."
Xu Fengnian chuckled.
Thinking about that girl, where is she hiding in the corner waiting to make a move
The three of them walked down the mountain and walked on the field path.
"Boy Xu, do you really have no idea about that beauty named Murong Tonghuang?"
"..."
"This kind of double-edged lotus, which is difficult to distinguish between male and female, can be called a fairy product. From the perspective of this old man, it is also a once-in-a-hundred-year encounter. Are you really tempted?"
"..."
"You can be tempted! This time, the old man can turn a blind eye to your beastly behavior."
"..."
"You just think that Emperor Murong Tong is a woman. When the lights go dark at night, you can recognize who is Murong Wuzhu and who is Emperor Murong Tong, and who is male and who is female?"
"..."
"Boy, you are farting."
"Old man, I just can't beat you in a fight right now!"
"What? Little bastard, don't think that the old man will help you with your tricks, and I will still use the two-sleeved green snake to deal with you severely in the future."
"do not!"
"Then do you want to eat this pair of twin lotus?"
"roll."
"You kid has been holding it in for almost a year, and you haven't suffered any internal injuries yet?"
"roll!"
"What a miserable word! There are so many beautiful and beautiful beauties dangling in front of you, but you can't eat any of them. It's miserable."
"Old man, can I get out?"
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Qingniao walked behind, listening to His Royal Highness Shizi's bickering with the old sword god, she laughed like a lizard.