The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 202: Journey east and return west

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Killing a person in ten steps does not stop him from traveling a thousand miles. Hello. The highlight of this popular knight-errant poem is the word "killing". If it is changed into "saving", it is obviously nondescript. At this time, His Royal Highness, who is sickly sitting in the carriage, is in a very strange mood. Aunt hehe, that is, the one who keeps big cats as pets Jia Jiajia, originally thought that even if it wasn't a national enmity, he would be a cold-blooded and ruthless super-class assassin. He would never rescue Zhao Xuansu. A few days ago, at the top of the East China Sea, Xu Fengnian's body was like an alchemy furnace. , the turmoil is abnormal, unlike the outer alchemy that uses gold and stone medicinal materials as bait, the inner alchemy melts the spirit, energy and spirit, which is dangerous and not inferior to Zhao Laodao's ultimate move. On the other hand, Xu Fengnian fell into a coma and was on the verge of death. When he woke up, he learned from the blue bird's mouth that it was Jia Jiajia who saved his life and caused the purple energy to enter her body, and then she left without leaving behind. Just a few words.

Peach Blossom Sword God asked Qingniao to leave a few words for his distant nephew, saying that he had erased the prohibition of the Twelve Swords secret law, and needed a new master to drink blood to feed him. It could be as short as three years and as long as ten years, and he could give birth to consonants. As long as you have enough energy and learn one of the best sword skills, you will be able to control the twelve swords. He owed the Xu family or Wu Su's life-saving grace back then, even if he was in debt, he would never see each other again if he could see him again.

Old man Li in the sheepskin fur opened the curtain and bent over to enter the carriage, and sat down lazily against the wall of the carriage. Xu Fengnian glanced at how the East China Sea War ended. He only heard that it was undefeated, and no one could see the clue. Wang Xianzhi saw the old sword god off and gave him enough face. Obviously, the kindness of the half-handled wooden horse Niu has never forgotten the old monster Wang who stood on the highest peak of martial arts. This made Xu Fengnian feel a little bit about the emperor Wu I like it. The old sword god saw a pineapple wooden box on the cotton blanket with a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix. He opened the sword box very bluntly, and it was clear that the sword was strong, but when he came to the mouth of the sheepskin fur old man, he said: "sissy, embroidery needle Is this junior named Deng a bitch?"

Xu Fengnian, whose injuries spread from the inside to the outside, was pale, and a small satin blanket from Xishu Tiangong was covered on his knees. In addition, a new charcoal stove was added in the car, and it has not yet entered winter. How weak, he said with a wry smile: "Fortunately Deng Tai'a was not present, otherwise you would have to fight, senior."

Li Chungang stretched out his hand to take off his boots, he buckled his feet comfortably, blew his beard and stared and said, "What's wrong, I can't beat Wang Xianzhi, and Deng Tai'a?"

Xu Fengnian raised his eyebrows, and asked cautiously: "Above the East China Sea, senior lost?"

Li Chungang curled his lips, and said bluntly: "If the old man loses, he loses. There is nothing to hide. Wang Xianzhi has fallen behind in these years, and his cultivation has been rising steadily. He has a solid foundation and good understanding. But Wang Xianzhi, it's not surprising. But in that fight, Wang Xianzhi really showed 90% of his strength. If he fought with all his strength, I'm afraid only Lu Zu from five hundred years ago could hold this man down. I haven’t seen the scene where he makes the water of the East China Sea stand up, it can scare the layman.”

Regardless of the shock in His Royal Highness's heart, the old sword god cast his eyes on the sword box again, and this time he did not speak harshly, and sighed softly: "These twelve pocket flying swords have been erased from the prohibition, and they are almost half-dead. It is not easy to have the sword intent of the moment. Deng Tai'a is indeed the best in the world in raising swords and flying swords. He is indeed a swordsman genius who can make the Wu family's sword mound disgraced. But it is called childhood sweetheart Chunshui Peach Blossom, it really makes me sour Compared with the wooden horse and ox, the big teeth of Da Ya are far behind by thousands of miles. The competition between swordsmanship and Taoism seems to be incompatible, but in fact, it is the same as Taoism to the extreme. Deng Tai'a is a smart man. Proving the way with force, the same way but the same effect, this kind of rivers and lakes are interesting."

Xu Fengnian looked weird, the old man in sheepskin fur clasped his feet comfortably, and then stretched out his hand to close the sword box again, Xu Fengnian felt a headache when he saw it, it was fortunate that this was Li Chungang in front of him, so he could treat the sword box gifted by Deng Tai'a like this, it was placed in the general world On Haoxia's body, this small box must not be enshrined high. Li Chungang probably saw His Royal Highness's eyes, and said angrily: "Have you ever heard that you don't know how cold people want to be warm, so don't take away people's clothes to make lichens?"

Xu Fengnian was ignorant of learning and skill, but this poem that pointed out the evils of the times was easy to understand, and he could clearly hear the irony in it. He looked down and saw the precious blanket that was worth every inch of gold. , Sure enough, a great master.”

The old sheepskin fur man was indifferent to this kid's sloppy beard, took out his earwax, and said, "I heard that Zhao Xuansu would risk his life to blame you for the calamity of Longhu Mountain. The girl assassin who killed Wang Mingyin would not take advantage of the fire That's all, can you help me? Jing'an Wang Zhao Heng's thousand taels of gold are all in vain? This matter is so messy, the old man can't figure it out. It is really bad to say that you have bad luck, and you have offended Zhao Xuansu This great celestial master who has not been born in a hundred years, but it is true that you are lucky, it is clearly a catastrophe that is imminent, can you still be extremely happy, hit by mistake, Sanqing Ziqi smashed your acupuncture points in one fell swoop How old is the Big Yellow Court? When you recover from your injuries, aren’t you about to touch the threshold of King Kong’s physique? It’s the answer to the phrase that wealth and wealth are in danger. This old boy Zhao Xuansu is not a thing, and he has no ability to compete with Xu Xiao and Bei Liang 300,000 iron cavalry challenged, only looking for the bad luck of you, a junior, and looking for soldiers to solve it by yourself, hey, they say that the temple is a little demon, in my opinion, this Dragon and Tiger Mountain is a deep water, there is no way to steal chickens If you eclipse the rice and provoke Deng Tai'a, the Tianshi Mansion will not be peaceful."

Xu Fengnian covered his stabbing chest, gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "This stinking old man was blocked by Deng Tai'a, and he couldn't kill me, so he took the opportunity of the old man to open the gate of heaven with his sword, and wanted to get out of his body and ascend, but in the end he was still caught by Deng Tai'a." Jian intercepted, had no choice but to burn jade and stone together. Originally, I thought it was because of Zhao Xituan's acceptance of Huang Man'er as an apprentice. Last time in Jianzhou, I didn't care about anything with Longhu Mountain. Sure enough, people are kind and bullied, no matter how Deng Tai'a strikes , the next time I climb Longhu Mountain, I must let these Huangzi nobles have a good time!"

Li Chungang sneered and said, "Just your little bit of morality? Do you really think that you are the like of Deng Taiah and Cao Changqing?"

Xu Fengnian smiled calmly: "You are young. Plus there are old seniors on the side to guide you, practicing swords will get twice the result with half the effort, and there will always be a day of revenge."

Li Chungang stretched out a finger to tap the sword box, lightly said a word "start", the sword box slid open, and the twelve flying swords were lined up in the air, just like Deng Tai'a's formation on the hillside. Ignoring Xu Fengnian's surprise, he said to himself : "The sword will reach its peak all the way, the raging rivers are rushing to the East China Sea, and the thunder is rolling down the sky. One is indispensable, like a person traveling far, skill is the strength of the feet, and the way is the path. If you only have the strength of your feet, if you go astray, you will only draw the ground as a prison, and you will not be able to go far. You only know the direction, but you don’t walk. Yes, I just gave you the Twelve Flying Swords, but did not leave behind the method of controlling swords. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. The old man showed the green snake with two sleeves no less than a hundred times. If you really remember it and keep it in your heart, you will It is a superior means of controlling swords, and one day it can break through the bottleneck. Using the big yellow court in the body to kill people with flying swords is not a dream. The ancients said that if you read a book, you can write like a god. So, why is practicing calligraphy not practicing swordsmanship? It’s not because the old man boasted that the green snake with two sleeves has been the ultimate swordsmanship in this Jianghu for a hundred years, which is equivalent to spreading those ten thousand volumes of books on your desk. As for how transparent you are, It depends on your good fortune. This old man can’t teach you how to practice sword like helping a child to walk, it’s too bad for you, and it’s just counterproductive to you, it’s not beneficial.”

The twelve flying swords trembled with a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"fall."

The flying sword fell slowly and lay quietly in the sword box.

Facing the old sword god Li Chungang sighed and sighed for the first time, Xu Fengnian said softly to the old man, and there was no more words.

The one-armed Li Chungang raised the curtain, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said with a smile: "As you guessed, after the battle between the old man and Wang Xianzhi, he has no regrets for swordsmanship or life. Old man, no worries, what he said today is good even if he is about to die. In this life, he was young and frivolous, and cut injustice with a sword, but the world is so big, how can this old man be able to settle it with a single sword? Remember early In the past, a female poet in the poetry circle praised the old man for destroying the five mountains with her sword, but the old man didn't bother to take the responsibility, but she put the sword on her knees and said it, and now she chews it carefully, and it really tastes good."

Xu Fengnian had mixed feelings for a moment, but he was speechless.

It stands to reason that Li Chungang, by returning to the realm of the sword fairy and fighting against Wang Xianzhi, is already a well-deserved leader in swordsmanship. No matter how bad he is, he can keep pace with Deng Tai'a. He is the top three martial arts masters in the world. The rise of the trend has made this new Jianghu stand out again, but now the old man in sheepskin fur is calm and breezy, and he has the idea of completely withdrawing from the arena. With the spirit of a fairy, Li Chungang put down the curtain, and said with a soft smile: "I will send you back to Beiliang, and then I will meet Jiang girl for the last time, so that I can pass on all the knowledge I have learned in my life. Do you have something to say that I need the old man to tell you?" ?”

Xu Fengnian shook his head.

Li Chungang was not a person who loves children with a small stomach and a small belly, so he stopped entangled in this topic, and suddenly said to himself with a smile: "I don't know who will accept this old monster Wang Xianzhi in the future."

Xu Fengnian tentatively asked: "How about the face of Bai Hu'er who climbed to the top and then came out of the building? How about Huang Man'er who entered Zhixuan?"

The old sheepskin fur man thought for a while, and said: "If the white fox's face is just out of the building, it's still a long way off, but give him some chances, and get a few more top ten masters to practice, sharpen a dozen or twenty If you go to Wudi City, you can have a wonderful battle. As for your younger brother, hey, he is the second Wang Xianzhi, so why not fight?"

Xu Fengnian was in a good mood.

Xu Fengnian raised the curtain, saw the beautiful scenery outside, a green hill in front, full of green bamboos, he called out to stop the blue bird, got out of the carriage and took a walk, feeling relaxed and happy. This is the first time that Pei Nanwei and Murong siblings have seen His Royal Highness recently, and the scenery in the distance is so beautiful, they all got out of the car to enjoy the scenery. After leaving Liangzhou, something has been gestating, until outside the city of Emperor Wu, the man who experienced the catastrophe finally transformed, and the aura on his body was completely natural. Shu Shu stared at the back in a daze, feeling a little bewildered for a while.