A group of people walked quickly to Daxueping, the closer they got, the stronger the wind and thunder, like ten thousand horses galloping, the shock made eardrums sting, and the blue bird held Su Mo in one hand and an umbrella in the other, with normal expressions.
The old man in the sheepskin fur probably felt that the matter had nothing to do with him, so he walked quite lazily and leisurely, letting the heavy rain hit him, and with the strong inner strength of the old sword god, it was not difficult to keep the wind and rain from approaching him, but it was not difficult for him As far as Li Chungang is concerned, it doesn't matter if you don't pretend to be this kind of flamboyant demeanor.
An umbrella can't keep out the wind and rain. Xu Fengnian's brocade robe is already soaked, and his boots are ready to raise a few small fish. He reached out into the rain curtain and pushed the umbrella towards the blue bird, but he didn't take a few steps. , the blue bird quietly moved back, most of his body was exposed in the rainstorm, Xu Fengnian laughed so angrily that he simply took the umbrella, hugged the blue bird's slender shoulders, and held the umbrella together.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng lost her soul all the way, crumbling, her martial arts cultivation was already mediocre, it was really pitiful for the heavy rain of soybeans to slap her glamorous cheeks.
Xu Fengnian glanced back, not to mention pity, honestly speaking, he and this woman have no mortal feud, it's just that when he hit the edge of the knife when he traveled, he took over a small beam, and the family tree of Xuanyuan was very popular. , His Royal Highness Shizi has trouble with others, so naturally he won't haggle over every detail with ordinary people, so he picked Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Huishan after he came and went. Furthermore, every time Wen Hua mentioned the wealthy daughter of this family, he always gritted his teeth. As a brother who was born in adversity, Xu Fengnian had to vent his anger both emotionally and rationally.
The years of wandering the rivers and lakes with Wen Hua, in the final analysis, is a history of blood and tears of two poor people having fun in pain. I remember that when Xu Fengnian played wild chess to earn money, Wen Hua would pretend to be a chess player to win some copper coins, so that he could hook up with the spectators and enter the game. When Xu Fengnian was arguing and fighting with others, he would always say that a gentleman does not move his hands, and he seemed to persuade them to fight, but he yelled hard not to fight, but he kicked those bastards who lost the game but refused to pay for it. , Often after a fight, others inexplicably suffered countless monkeys picking peaches or black tigers digging out their hearts, with Wen Hua's footprints all over their bodies, and when they finally recovered, they were already lying on the ground and had no strength to fight back.
And Wen Hua also admired Xu Fengnian's unrestrained flamboyance from the bottom of his heart. I remember one time at the Lantern Festival in Liuzhou, the two guys saw a girl in front of her with a pretty thin waist, so thin that people worried that she would break it if she twisted her waist Yes, Xu Fengnian made a bet with Wen Hua that he could hug the girl's waist without being beaten. Wen Hua would not believe it, but Xu Fengnian went to hug the girl's waist in a grandiose manner, and said something intimately in her ear Then Wen Hua's eyeballs almost fell to the ground. The girl glared at Xu Fengnian at first, but after hearing the words, her eyes were as gentle as water. She just gave Wen Hua a hard look and didn't break free. Xu Fengnian immediately let go. Opening that seductive waist, chatting and laughing with the little lady, but that hand made a kneading gesture on her small buttocks for Wen Hua to see. So far Wen Hua still doesn't know how Xu Fengnian did it. It's very simple, Xu Fengnian told the little lady that Wen Hua behind him was a thief with evil intentions, and he was protecting the flowers. Poor Wen Hua back then saw which woman had green eyes, not to mention a small and lustful thieves, or a big lewd thief with a ruthless hand, the girl believed it firmly.
Xu Fengnian hugged Qingniao's wet shoulders, and said with a soft smile: "Wen Hua will remember you for many years, Mr. Wen."
The blue bird hummed suspiciously.
Xu Fengnian turned his head to stare at her delicate but never tired of looking at her face, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I accidentally lost my mind."
Xuanyuan Jingyi walked in the front, the little abacus in his belly was crackling very loudly. The elder brother dared to come to the Gun Niu to descend the snowy plain after killing Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was in the Grand Master Realm. Even if he pleaded guilty, he would not be able to get any benefits. The old ancestor's temperament is unpredictable, but he likes to be retribution and extremely balanced. , Undoubtedly, the elder brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng has obviously ruined himself by studying, and it’s fine to keep his own life and do that useless learning, but I don’t know what kind of conspiracy to kill the third brother who has high hopes, how can the ancestors be lenient? The niece with her elbows turned out badly, acted abnormally, and she was suspected of breaking the pot. In Huishan, how could a woman have the slightest chance of becoming famous!
The great guest, Huang Fangfo, looked calm, but Hong Piao seemed to be a little bit sad. Xuanyuan Jingyi ignored these side details. Stepping on the big snowy plain, Xuanyuan Jingyi immediately saw the figure of his ancestor Xiongkui, his Qi was surging like a tide, like holding a big umbrella, the raindrops were always kept from falling three feet away.
Look at the eldest brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng, standing in the field like a drowned chicken, covering his mouth and coughing.
"You generation of Confucian scholars, abide by the words of the northern sage Zhang, cultivate your body, govern your family, rule the country and the world, but I ask you, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, what kind of body do you cultivate, and what kind of family do you cultivate? After living a lifetime, you can't even protect your daughter-in-law. Others are reincarnated Beg for Xiaoyao, haha, it doesn’t matter if you don’t give birth to this child!”
The wind howled on the top of the mountain, but Xuanyuan's ancestor's wild laughter was even more piercing. According to common sense, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is far from fifty years old, and it is appropriate to say that he has lived half his life. In order to let this scholarly and craftsman-like younger generation continue to live, it is enough for Huishan to have a land fairy. What does it mean to enjoy the happiness of land alone? If there are two, what is the system? How can I talk about it alone? If Xuanyuan Jingcheng was willing to practice martial arts according to his wishes, Xuanyuan Dapan would not mind letting him take over Huishan after his ascension, but if Xuanyuan Jingcheng could fight for the land gods in his lifetime, Xuanyuan Dapan would definitely kill him !
It would be the best for me to be able to ascend to the sky. If I have worked hard for a hundred years to achieve longevity, I don’t care about the rise and fall of the family after death.
Xuanyuan Jingyi finally took a reassurance after hearing this. There is no deviation in the development of the situation, and the ancestors will not tolerate the elder brother's mischief this time. What he was curious about was how the elder brother could kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan who had already entered Zhixuan. Xuanyuan Jingcheng thought that he had the right time, place and people to be in charge of Huishan, so he couldn't even do it.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng accidentally saw his father Xuanyuan Guoqi's expression and was taken aback. Why was his father so serious
Immediately afterwards, Xuanyuan Jingcheng said something that made Xuanyuan Jingcheng stunned: "Heaven's evil is still forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot live. Xuanyuan Jingcheng is just doing justice for the sky today, sweeping away the dust that has accumulated in Huishan for five hundred years, As for how many points you can score, it depends on God's will. With half a cup of tea, and two hundred and sixteen moves with the celestial phenomenon, did the ancestor ever have a slight chance of winning? Why use words to embolden him?"
Xuanyuan Dapan, who was already a six-year-old prestige in Huishan, was very calm, and said tit-for-tat: "You did it with all your strength at the expense of your life, but have you ever hurt me?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was dressed as a middle-aged Confucian student, smiled lightly and said: "The ancestors have been in the martial arts for nearly a hundred years. For Huishan, there is no merit but hard work. Winning, the ancestors will die unwillingly."
Xuanyuan Jingyi only felt that the big brother had lost his mind and went crazy.
But soon Xuanyuan Jingyi felt a monstrous coolness filled his bones, and he had more than two hundred moves with his ancestor
Xuanyuan Jingcheng suddenly turned his head and said: "When the third younger brother respects the Qudao to flatter you, the second younger brother pays respect to you because of deceitful deeds in order to pay your name. Neither of them is the righteous way. Heaven's evil is still forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot live."
Xuanyuan Dapan said with a ferocious face: "I want to see what other tricks you can do!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said flatly: "Jingcheng has been studying for 20 years and made an appointment. If you want to accumulate a lot of money today, you will definitely not disappoint your ancestors. Since everyone is here, Jingcheng will take the first step. If the ancestors You have to hide it and put your realm on the middle sky phenomenon, be careful and you won't have the chance of the big sky phenomenon!"
Xuanyuan Dapan sneered and said: "Oh? You made such a big commotion that even the woman with the broken shoes didn't come to watch the battle, so you can't wait to go to Huangquan Road? Could it be that you can't last until then? Your method is mysterious and mysterious , but there are too many heretics than me... "
Before Xuanyuan Patriarch finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was so rude that he stopped listening, but turned his head to look at his daughter from afar. The scholar had an open-minded smile on his face.
Self-cultivation lies in rectifying one's heart.
Scholar Mo Dao has no guts, dare to make the world sink into the sea.
Those who succeed, not only have talents beyond the world, but also must have perseverance.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced at the lights in his mind, and those poems and articles emerged one by one.
"I have become a land fairy."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng closed his eyes, only to see that his seven orifices were bleeding, but he spread his hands calmly, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world.
With him as the center of the circle, layers of water accumulated in Daxueping exploded outward.
At that moment, nine lightning bolts came from heaven.
Li Chungang, who had been silent all this time, sighed and said, "Where is this boy a Confucian scholar, he is clearly a Confucian saint."