After Xu Fengnian drank the rice wine, he walked out of the yard to the pavilion on Crouching Tiger Mountain. As he walked, the goose feathers and heavy snow covered his whole body and his shoulders were still covered. It should be Zhang Dongling who pretended to be a black face and said something. Standing on the pillars of the gazebo, with her legs outstretched, facing the lake, and a guqin on her knees, Xu Fengnian walked into the pavilion, but she did not see the slightest ripple in her expression. Will appear, how much effort do you plan to contribute? You and I have agreed in advance, and I will do what I can."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng frowned, "That man-cat is only in the Xuan realm, is it worth your efforts?"
After Xu Fengnian sat down, he said calmly: "Firstly, the Han Diao Temple recognized Deng Tai's successor as the second person to refer to Xuan. The technique of wrapping the red silk around his arm and snapping his fingers to cut off longevity must be much better than me. Secondly, I am afraid that he will come This inexplicable celestial phenomenon is not as simple as Xuan killing the celestial phenomenon. At that time, it will be too much to go around. Once the prince Zhao Kai dies, Han Shengxuan, who has no hope of helping the dragon, has almost nothing to love in his life. He hates me to the bone. If he can kill me ten times It will definitely not kill nine times. Xu Ying is a celestial phenomenon, so it is not suitable for him to attack. Now I am worried that Han Shengxuan will be unscathed before Wang Xiaoping draws his sword."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng put his hands on the strings, "Do you know the last time the Western Regions encircled and suppressed Han Diao Temple?"
Xu Fengnian nodded and said: "Bai Hu'er didn't say a word, he could only hear some trivial things from Wu. The three of you brought 1,600 elite Beiliang Qingqi, and met Han Diao Temple three times in total, but he escaped all of them. Surrounding the circle, one of them beheaded 400 cavalrymen for him, and he forcibly took down an iron arrow of Wu. Baihu'er's face was still unable to cut off his arm, but only cut off a ball of red silk. The other two times , Wu said that you were seriously injured. If you hadn't bumped into a few old Tantric monks of the Western Regions who were not bad at the Western Regions, absorbed your internal energy, and sucked them dry, your heartstrings would have been completely broken by human cats."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded and said: "Three rounds of siege, the white fox face in your mouth was killed, if it wasn't for this guy who didn't care about life and death, Beiliang Qingqi would have been intercepted by Han Diaosi long ago, point by point How can Shishi Wu and I stand up to this old eunuch's repeated attacks? In the end, he still wants to gather his energy to assassinate you, the rightful lord, and he doesn't treat me as a dish. If not, he can definitely In the last siege, I exchanged lives with the three of us and more than a thousand cavalrymen. Before going down to Huishan, I was so conceited. I only thought that I could easily occupy a place among ten people in the world, and it would be no problem to squeeze out Deng Mao. Only after I met Han Diao Temple, which was only the tenth, I realized how ignorant I was before. After I returned to Beiliang alive by luck, I said to myself, before I become a land god in this life, don’t be foolish enough to trouble Han Diao Temple .”
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "I know."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng still didn't turn his head, and asked softly, "Are you disappointed?"
Xu Fengnian held the back of his head with both hands, "No."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked with a smile: "Just now, I spent a lot of time on the lake and fought with a group of Qi practitioners upside down. Are you worried that I will die, just like Li Chungang, who was forgotten if he was told to forget?"
Xu Fengnian smiled, "You still understand me."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced at Xu Fengnian's cold knife, and asked curiously: "How do you deal with that human cat who can tear off the red armor of the peak talisman with both hands?"
Xu Fengnian either had no idea in his mind, or he didn't put his heart to the heart, so he said vaguely, "I can only take one step at a time."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't get to the bottom of it, watching Xu Fengnian stretch out his palm and shake it gently, snowflakes fluttering, and after being bored, he got up and left. Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned back against the pillar of the corridor, bumped his head on the pillar, and made a soft thud. After waiting for a long time, she looked down, hesitated for a moment, and bent down to tie a handle on the skirt.
In the evening of the same day, Youyan Mountain Villa gathered two large boxes of famous swords that Zhuangzi had treasured for many years, and carefully moved them to Chixue Courtyard. For some reason, after getting the dragon beard, Wang Xiaoping still asked for two more, a dagger "Xiaobai", a broad sword "Cutting the Deer's Head", is only considered a good sword in Youyan Villa, but there is still a gap from the famous sword. Xu Fengnian didn't care about this. Before Hong Xixiang went down the mountain, Wang Xiaoping, the sword idiot, was the well-deserved number one Wudang swordsman. Pure, looking at the world is also among the best, no doubt. Wang Xiaoping took the three swords, Xu Fengnian can probably guess some clues, with the three swords in hand, it is a matter of the three swords in the Han Diao Temple, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.
At dinner time, Xu Fengnian went to the meeting alone. Apart from Zhang Dongling, Zhang Chunlin and the owner's wife, there were two close friends of Zhang Dongling who had known Zhang Dongling for half his life. After entering the realm of the second-rank junior master, it has been stagnant for a full ten years. Instead of showing any signs of entering the first-rank realm, there is a terrible sign of sailing against the current and retreating if he does not advance. These years, he has traveled far and wide, looking for experts everywhere, and learning martial arts, but he has failed. benefit. The other is a master of swordsman, whose surname is Duan Mingmao. The so-called master is only a rare opponent in one state. In this way, thousands of younger generations focused on imitating how the top man proved the Tao with wide-eyed eyes. The most proud achievement in Duan Mao's life was that he never entered the second rank, but he defeated two juniors with his treacherous swordsmanship. guru. Cao Yu and Duan Mao, in the local rivers and lakes, can almost be regarded as Tongtian figures who can shake the state and county where they are located. The unknown gangsters have tried their best to be able to learn from their masters. After all, it is impossible for most people to come into contact with those gods and immortals flying around in their lifetime. If they can barely stay a few feet away from the sword in their hands, they are almost equal to the invincible swordsman who controls the sword. Wu family's Jianzhong child controls a sword and smashes butterflies, this kind of statement is just heard, and no one will take it seriously.
Both Cao Yu and Duan Mao are veterans, they know how to avoid taboos, and there is no such thing as entanglement with Xu Fengnian's secret identity, but the burning desire in their eyes cannot be concealed. Falling out of the second grade, the other is a swordsman, and suddenly meets Xu Fengnian, a terrifying hidden fairy who can control thousands of swords at every turn. Sword skills have advanced by leaps and bounds. It's a pity that the land god who doesn't know his real age never opened his mouth. Fortunately, Cao Yu and Duan Mao didn't have high expectations. They could sit at the same table and have a meal, and they felt honored. If the younger generation said a few words, it would be a wonderful joke that can be called shocking. You've heard of Li Chungang's sword strike at Guniu Dagang, but have you ever seen someone wielding a sword with hundreds of thousands of swords to chop the lake and kill immortals
Duan Mao asked sideways, "Senior Xu, those dozens of white-clothed immortals on the lake are really Qi trainers of the Guanyin Sect in the South China Sea? Senior, you can fight against more than a dozen with one, and at worst, you are in the Profound Realm." Bar?"
Xu Fengnian, who won the title of senior for no reason, was amused in his heart, his face was expressionless, as if he was reminiscing about the peak battle on the lake, in the eyes of Cao Duan and the others, it was naturally not a conceit, but the reserve that a superior person should have. After dinner, everyone moved to a unique and elegant garden in Youyan Mountain Villa, where purple bamboos were planted all over the place. The bamboo leaves were overwhelmed by heavy snowfall. The maid warmed the wine with jade hands, and there was even a frost-white sword fairy sitting in the town, drinking the wine in the cup together. Cao Duan and Duan, who had never had such an experience before, were already drunk before drinking. How can this be spread? Could it not be a good story in the martial arts
Duan Mao said with emotion: "Senior's hand made thousands of swords with snow, which is really shocking and weeping ghosts and gods. Duan Mao will engrave the five things in his life and yearn for it."
Not to be outdone, Cao Yu clapped his hands and praised: "Although Mr. Cao doesn't practice swords, he has witnessed the battle of seniors on the lake with his own eyes. This life is full of regrets! I only regret that I didn't take up the sword to go to the rivers and lakes back then!"
Xu Fengnian was in a daze, as if he was back in the dandy world, and was dazed by the scene where he was being flattered by the younger generation around him.
At this moment, a dazzling purple dress with a very positive color came into view.
Her purple color complements the purple bamboo forest illuminated by the lantern.
The corners of the skirt were gathered into a knot, making her figure more and more graceful.
She didn't sit down, but said a lot of superfluous nonsense to Xu Fengnian, "I still won't make a move."
Xu Fengnian said in surprise, "I know."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned around silently.
Zhang Chunlin couldn't take his eyes off, his mind fluttered, no less than when he was watching the battle on the lake.
Is there such a coquettish and charming woman in the world
Xu Fengnian's body tilted slightly, his elbows rested on the edge of the couch, and the corners of his mouth turned up. How could this woman have a disturbed conscience
Zhang Chunlin asked cautiously: "Grandfather, who is this girl?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's just a chance encounter."
Cao Yu and Duan Mao swallowed at the same time, their expressions somewhat unnatural. Because they all remember a rising woman in today's arena, who is also in purple clothes all the year round, and comes from Daxueping, Huishan. Outsiders only know that Guniu Dagang flew into disaster, and a purple sky thunder as thick as a mountain rained down. The top masters in the Xuanyuan family who could carry the beam almost died. Qing Feng was born out of nowhere, and gossip spread everywhere, saying that she is a female devil who likes to cook heart and liver, and is good at harvesting yang and nourishing yin, so she is extremely vicious. Everyone can punish such a vicious woman who harms martial arts. The key point is that she is inextricably linked with the Prince of Beiliang, and ordinary people who help justice do not dare to take action easily.
Xu Fengnian suddenly closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers and wiped his forehead vigorously.
He lowered his head, pretending to raise his glass to drink, but clenched his teeth, the porcelain cup remained motionless, and the wine in the cup swirled like a tornado.