Xu Fengnian squeezed into the herd with his newly promoted King Kong physique, but he still suffered a lot. If he was not careful, he was hit by a strong bison and kicked around like a cuju hydrangea ball. I would like to easily jump out of the tide of the herd of cattle, be washed down several times, and be trampled by dozens of bison in an instant. These white-socked bison can easily weigh two to three thousand catties. Jumping on the back of an ox, fortunately, there is a mirage body protected by the evolution of the big yellow court, otherwise it would have been reduced to naked, or lying or sitting on the back of the ox, resting or raising a sword, and then looking for trouble, jumping into the ox In the narrow gaps of the group, the fish continued to slide. At first, they collided with the cattle a few times, and they were so embarrassed that they became angry. He finally figured out how to follow the trend. When the herd stopped, he would stay away from the bison, sit alone and focus on it, and fly with his sword. Once a pack of wolves came after the calf, Xu Fengnian didn't kill it, but stomped on the ground. There was an arrogance of heaven and earth, and the threats drove away the wild wolves. After a few days, there were ups and downs. Xu Fengnian seemed to be bullish, but he seemed to be a part of the wild cattle herd and was accepted by many wild cattle.
When Xu Fengnian passed through the whole herd from the end of the herd at one time, and finally took the lead, the herd followed him for more than ten miles.
Seeing a large piece of aquatic plants, Xu Fengnian lay on the grass by the lake, panting heavily, satisfied, and got the essence of swimming fish style on the sixth page of the saber manual, only then did he realize how short-sighted his prejudice against this move was at first. Like a fish in water, she turned her head to look at Chunlei hanging from her waist, and laughed at herself: "Chunlei Xiudong is a pair of sisters, after we separated, you unfortunately ended up with me as an idiot, and Xiudong stayed by Bai Huer's face, so I can't lose you too much." face."
Xu Fengnian took off his black gown and white coat, put his buttocks in the lake to scrub, revealing the soft silk armor that people in the rivers and lakes dreamed of. The skilled craftsmen of the cardinal pavilion hurriedly mended it after cooling down. This secret organization must be busy with those red armors that lost their amulets. The Northern Liang army's combat power is amazing. The soft armor is woven with twelve sword pouches, which store flying swords separately. Before entering Beimang, Xu Fengnian was the ultimate in controlling the sword four or five times. Occasionally, I realized something, opened another aperture, head-to-head with the bison in the canyon, broke through the giant gate, opened three new apertures, and then controlled the sword. Xu Fengnian spread his clothes on the grass, sitting cross-legged, wielding a sword with nine handles, dazzled, the reason why he said that his skills are good, is of extra benefit to the martial arts, it is just like this, every flying sword is very important for the movement of Qi, its thickness and veins Each has its own emphasis, and requires the sword master to divide his mind into nine parts. Of course, it does not mean that Xu Fengnian is only three swords away from the previous sword master Deng Tai'a, and there is only one character difference between controlling the sword and controlling the sword, but it is insurmountable in the end. Tianmen.
The nine swords in the sky are green plums with rounded arcs, like bamboos with joints, and the morning dew that shines brightly every time the sun shines on it, like the spring water flowing in the eyes of a young lady. The beauty, the sessile Emei as slender as a blue silk, the most small and incomparably sharp clear gnat, the sword body has a bright red flowing flower lingering Suzaku, and the last one is a broad and yellow sword body Huang Tong, nine flying swords , each has its own merits. The remaining three swords Xuanjia Tai'a Golden Thread have even more outstanding sword intent, especially the Tai'e Yi sword, which can be called a bullfighting spirit. Xu Fengnian dare not control it easily. The twelve swords are like beauties in the world. Chun Shui is like a girl next door, raising a sword smoothly, Suzaku and Huang Tong in Peach Blossom Emei are like ladies, and they are slow to get it. It was extremely slow, but after the golden blood of the Buddha was mixed that day, Emei fell, and the next few swords were roughly the same, except for the golden thread sword, which almost instantly achieved more than half of the sword embryo, which was a great surprise. Jian Santian didn't feel so distressed. After raising the golden thread, the golden brilliance in the blood completely faded away, which made Xu Fengnian feel relieved. He couldn't give up the other eleven swords just to cultivate the golden thread. This deal is a big loss. , not such a prodigal.
Xu Fengnian drove the flying sword to cut water plants, and he didn't know how Deng Tai'a would feel when he saw this scene. After being exhausted, he retracted the nine handles back into the sword pouch. Xu Fengnian grinned, leaned back, folded his hands under the back of his head, Close your eyes half asleep. I have been fascinated by the master of geomancy Yao Jian, in addition to knowing some superficial kung fu of tasting earth and water, I also know a little about the dragon veins. Yao Jian said that the world's dragons come from Kunlun, and the three great dragons, one falls in Tai'an, and one comes out of the East China Sea , as soon as you enter Beimang, there is a saying in the geography of Qingsang that there are old and lifeless mountains and tender mountains have luck, so searching for mountains does not search for old dragons and looking for tender mountains. The closer you are to Kunlun, with the changes of the times, the dynasty that was born on the west The more it can't be born in accordance with the times, let alone the temple, just in terms of geomantic omen, at the beginning Xu Xiao, a king with a different surname, was placed in Beiliang to confront Bei Mang, and the two royal clans, Yan Chi and Guangling, were sent to the southeast. Responsible for suppressing the Dragon Qi, the Zhao family, the son of heaven, did not have a hidden selfishness of people with foreign surnames guarding the gate and guarding the house, and his own family taking care of the treasures. Among them, because King Guangling and the current emperor have the same father and mother, they were able to station in the East China Sea area, which can be described as well-intentioned. . It's just that there are always too many contradictions when talking about the destiny of the dynasty and one's own destiny. Li Yishan is very resistant to this, and by the way, Yao Jian was beaten several times by Chi Yu.
Xu Fengnian stood up suddenly, put on his clothes, and then saw a middle-aged Taoist who did not look like a Taoist priest from the Central Plains approaching. Seeing him, he just glanced at Chunlei, and was no longer interested. Eyes, wearing a short brown robe, with a variegated silk sash around his waist, and carrying an ancient bronze sword with pine patterns on his back. An old monk holding a bamboo reed staff?"
Xu Fengnian calmly shook his head and said, "Report to Daoist, I have never seen it."
The Taoist squinted his eyes and continued to ask: "Your Excellency seems to have the best breathing technique of the Taoist sect. May I ask which Taoist real person taught it?"
Xu Fengnian, who had already concealed his aura, feigned anger and said, "No comment."
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, but his smile was indifferent, "Oh? That's the spy from Beiliang."
In Beimang, Taoism is the state religion, and Daoist Daoist Qilin is a Xuanhe national teacher with a high status. The Daren has six disciples, who are also regarded by Beimang as the Taoist immortal who walks the clouds and spreads the rain. In Beimang, before the empress came to the throne, Taoism was not prominent, and Buddhism flourished. Since Qilin Daoist was honored as the master of the country, it is said that the yellow paper of the emperor's book came, and three hundred and sixteen people worshiped together. As a result, Buddhism gradually fell silent. Daoist temples sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain in the imperial city of Beimang. Hundreds of Daoist priests ascended to heaven.
Xu Fengnian was surprised and said: "Master Dao is an immortal of the Taoist sect? In Gusai Prefecture, I often heard all kinds of miracles of Daoist sect real people helping those in need. Are they all fake?"
The sword-bearer said with a sneer: "Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all living beings, so why did they treat everyone equally? The poor Taoist knows that there is no hope of enlightenment, and he walks in the dynasty. All he does is to kill evil with one sword."
Xu Fengnian seemed to be forced by the situation, so he had to bow his head, and said helplessly: "I did see an old monk heading north, and asked me for half a bag of water to drink. Watch and explain the Dharma to the national teacher."
The apricot-eyed Taoist heard every word in his ears, snorted coldly, and drifted away.
Xu Fengnian waited until the figure of the Taoist disappeared, confirming that he was undoubtedly not turning back to hide, and then he felt a sense of energy spontaneously, shrinking and relaxing, and the water surface of the small lake beside him broke suddenly, causing ripples. Xu Fengnian has been swimming among the cows for the past few days, knowing that he has already advanced to the initial stage of Vajra, it is not surprising. Below the second rank, the level is judged by how much armor is broken. It is a great blessing for a warrior in the world to be able to enter the second rank, which is enough to be called a surprise The people who are extremely beautiful are scattered all over the world, and each dominates the world. They are regarded as unattainable little masters by ordinary people, but only after they really enter the first grade, do they realize that they were just scratches and half claws in the past. Just like when Xu Fengnian controls the sword now, when he passes by with a sword, he doesn't just see where the flying sword ends up hovering, the arc trajectory of the flying sword before is also vaguely visible. In the next moment, it's time to move forward, and as for the first-grade celestial phenomenon, Xu Fengnian has no way to predict the depths and mysteries of it. Xu Fengnian looked at the gradually calming lake, and murmured to himself, "We have to eat food bite by bite, and women have to take off their clothes one by one. What Wen Hua said is always very reasonable."
Now that he has fully understood the style of swimming with fish, Xu Fengnian did not disturb the herd of bison, and took a rest by the lake, staying for a day and a night, while the iron was hot, he went alone to control the golden hazel, which was far ahead in terms of the size of the sword fetus.
The Dao is ethereal and hard to find, even the sages would say no to floating in the sea, the way of swordsmanship is also the same principle, the Wu family Jianzhong sword takes the slant, seeks the way with skill, does not pursue the mysterious artistic conception of breathing into the sword, but diligently in the sword stroke As far as swordsmanship is concerned, raising swords is one of the side doors with unique scenery. Xu Fengnian got twelve flying swords outside the city of Emperor Wu by a blessing in disguise. Crazy people usually keep twelve flying swords at the same time, and they never get tired of it. Uncle Sword God's gift of sword friendship. As for when he will be able to control the sword and take the head, Xu Fengnian just had a few moments of leisure and secretly had fun, not daring to hope that it will be achieved overnight, the old abbot Nagarjuna praised him for his extraordinary talent, Xu Fengnian neither belittled nor dared to be arrogant, just laughed it off, With Li Chungang and Baihu'er Yanzhuyu in front, there is really no reason for His Highness to be arrogant.
Xu Fengnian walked slowly along the lake. The qi in his body was seeking for complexity before, and then flowed according to the sword qi rolling on the dragon wall. When he first entered the Vajra, he returned to the basics and began to seek simplicity, operating the qi in the style of swimming fish. .
Looking up, in the distance, a group of herdsmen who live by water and grass are building black and white tents and large and small felt tents. Whenever the ice and snow melt, the grassland herdsmen will drive horses and ox carts to find new pastures for various livestock. In the following August, the climate is warm and the water and grass are luxuriant, which is the golden season for grazing. However, the life of nomadic herdsmen is by no means as free as the outside world imagines. The migration of tribes in the Beimang grassland must follow the rules set by Xidi. The grassland within the camp is stationed in the camp. Although the grassland is large, the pasture land is completely divided by the big and small Xiti. These Xiti are the most noble and powerful relatives of the royal family, covering a vast area. Only the herdsmen of Daen have the right to nomad and camp freely. Generally speaking, even if the weather is dry, the grass is dry, the winter is snowy and stormy, the tribe Xidi will not allow neighboring herdsmen to enter the territory to take refuge and protect their livestock. Therefore, there are internal wars in the grassland all year round, even Da Xiti, who also came from the royal family of the imperial tent, would also go to war and bleed all over the country. It was not until after the Empress Beimang ascended the throne that she devoted herself to suppressing the two surnames of Yelu Murong, Xiti, that the situation improved slightly.
Xu Fengnian followed the melodious Qiang flute, and saw a graceful figure playing the flute facing the lake. The high-quality Qiang flute made of min bamboo is only good at the maidservant Sweet Potato in Wutong Garden. Xu Fengnian stopped and listened for a long time, feeling a little melancholy. The elasticity of those beautiful legs, tsk tsk. Xu Fengnian hastily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and silently recited the Taoist verses with a pure heart, but he didn't know that it would be okay if he didn't recite, he deliberately wanted the state of innocence, but the energy in his body was overwhelmed. But, for a while, His Royal Highness, some disciples reverted to their old ways.
Xu Fengnian had a headache for a while, and there were two ways in front of him, either to be a beast who dragged a woman into the crop field, or to be an idiot who strictly abides by etiquette and is even worse than a beast.
His Royal Highness is very depressed at the moment and in his crotch.