Some inappropriate figures appeared on the secluded yellow sandy land bordering the two prefectures of Youhe earlier. A young boy in a dilapidated fur coat and a white scarf on his head was busy yelling and driving away the sheep. The land on the border was barren. In other seasons, the spring grass is still plump, but even so, the six or seven old goats are still thin and dirty, and they look like a group of old people who are old and lifeless. A straw rope belt was tightened around the child's waist, his face was dark and thin, a heavy wooden pole was clamped under his armpit, and he held an old sheep whip in his hand. , holding a sheep whip in his mouth, holding a pole with both hands, dancing wantonly, and occasionally imitating the pole-shaking posture of some village adults. Northern Liang is martial arts, the folk customs are strong, and there are many "wozi" that are rich in hard-handed styles, because often the masters in the eyes of the common people will become a big nest, and even women and children can also use some tricks, such as in Youzhou. There is a proverb that out of ten goat handles, nine can punch. This is the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence states that out of nine boxers, only one big gun can be produced, which means that practicing boxing is easy and practicing spear is difficult. It's just that since ancient times, he has been poor and rich in martial arts, such a child from a poor family will not be able to touch the threshold of spear skills for the rest of his life.
Afterwards, the child saw a terrifying scene more than ten miles away to the south. Suddenly the ground shook, suddenly the ground was yellow and sandy, and for a while there were lightning and thunder, and for a while, the clouds were calm and the wind was light. He would get lost, so he started to run south with a whip and a pole. He was yellow and thin, but his feet were not too weak. The northern coolness was severe, and the child of a poor family was really poor. He couldn't survive the winter long ago, and he couldn't tolerate Tired and lazy, so the children who grew up eating sand in the northwest frontier, no matter how short or thin, faced the seemingly tall peers in Shangfu Jiangnan, if they really wanted to fight hard, the latter would definitely lose.
The child ran southward, bowing forward all the way, unexpectedly swift. During the running and several times when I was resting and panting, there were inexplicable explosions not far away. It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It is not that the child did not want to turn around and go back, but several times his stubborn temper appeared, overpowering his timidity , As soon as he gritted his teeth, he continued to run south.
The sheep-herding child was so ignorant, slowly approaching the place of the big battle.
Xu Fengnian's soul faltered there, and found Huang Longshi and Miss Hehe.
When Huang Sanjia, who had counted his age, saw this scene, the old man holding Miss Hehe couldn't help being shocked. The most powerful feudal king in Liyang, is he really about to die like this? He has only been the emperor of the Northwest for a few days
The way of death is vigorous, a fight to the death with Wang Xianzhi, it's just that the world loves the words "death is glorious", but they don't like their own death.
Huang Longshi sat cross-legged, gently hugging his silly girl in his arms, feeling a little emotional in his heart, in Tai'an City, he didn't count the choice of the wooden sword ranger, and this time he still didn't count the life and death choice of another young man . But no matter what, the kid surnamed Xu came as promised, and the two soulless Xu Fengnian held Jia Jiajia's palms respectively, passed on to her the last "anger", and tried their best to wash away the poison planted by the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain. After the calamity, the girl's complexion gradually improved and turned rosy.
Huang Longshi has traveled a long way in his life, and has seen too many worldly affairs and human relationships. The emperor will sell husbands and soldiers, the three religions and nine streams are mixed, and the old people have quietly entered Beiliang several times. Not only is he optimistic about Chen Zhibao than Xu Fengnian, but he even admires Yuan Zuozong , should be more important than that His Royal Highness, who is rich in gold and jade. In the eyes of the old man, the trick of concealing self-defilement is not an admirable skill. Being assassinated continuously is also what he deserves. Speaking of the miserable ending, isn't it miserable for the people in Xiangfan City who were cooked by their relatives? On the way to exile, those children who were sold to others by cruel parents on the basis of weight, aren't they miserable? More recently, the little girl in her arms had a miserable life experience. All living beings suffer, most of which cannot be described. Even if Huang Longshi saw that Xu Fengnian resolutely went down the mountain to intercept Wang Xianzhi without a perfect plan, he was only a little surprised and took it for granted. This is what he owed the girl in his arms. It was because of this that he hoped that Huang Longshi would help him, but when the overall situation was settled, Huang Longshi was really moved, and asked softly: "Do you regret it?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and shook his head, although he spoke silently, it was enough to let Huang Longshan know the general meaning: "The reason why you came here is not only because of an agreement, but also because you know that even if you spare no effort, you can't beat that old man. Anyway, it’s one death, it’s better to live one more. Seniors don’t need to think too complicated.”
The two asked and answered.
"Why don't you hide among the army on the frontier, avoid fighting instead of fighting, no matter how powerful Old Monster Wang is, he has to kill until he is soft to see you."
"I really thought about it, but in this way, the military spirit that Beiliang has managed to gather will collapse, and if Wang Xianzhi chooses to assassinate in a fit of anger, I will not be able to avoid it. And with the courage to fight, Gao Shu reveals his physique The spirit of Wang Xianzhi repelled me more and more, as long as Wang Xianzhi catches me, even if my third soul returns from a long journey, I will lose my roots, and I will be doomed to die when I meet you. Rather than dying like a coward, it is better to fight openly and live. The next is the best, even if he dies, with Wang Xianzhi's magnanimity, he will not personally say that the Xinliang King died in his hands. At that time, a fake Liang King who looks like me will have a place to use. "
"They are all people who are about to die, and still think that the Xu family will continue to guard the northwest gate for the court? It is true that people are about to die. It seems that in the past, the old man treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
"Naturally, it's not for the emperor of the Zhao family to guard the country, or even for the people of the Central Plains. It's nothing more than Xu Xiao's family business. I promised him to take it down. It's as simple as that. On top of that, it's always a good thing that the south can suffer less and die less. .”
"First there was Chen Zhibao and then there was Wang Xianzhi. These two mountains are not much lower than the two mountains of Xu Xiao and Zhang Julu that the emperor of the Zhao family faced. Do you understand the grievances here?"
"Cutting down the feudal clan is the general trend, but Xu and Zhao are standing on opposite sides. I never deny that the one in Tai'an City is a wise king. On the contrary, he can not only found the country like his ancestors, but also rejuvenate the dynasty, even in a dynasty. In the end, he may be able to turn the tide and continue Guozuo, but this does not prevent me from being a mortal enemy with him. However, if he wants Zhang Julu to die well, he should be going against the current. The position of the family leader is not something he can resist with all his strength. The senior spent twenty years shoveling the spring and autumn fields, and his master Li Yishan was full of praise. In the last years of Yonghui, the senior sneaked into Beiliang for the third time. After meeting Chen Zhibao , Xu Xiao once secretly mobilized most of the elites of Fushui Society and seven hundred Qiushui Qingqi, led by Lu Qiuer and Xu Yanbing himself, the seniors were bound to be left behind, but the master decided to stop them, so they did not dispatch."
"What else is going on?"
"Um."
"Many people praised the old man in private, but only Li Yishan's comment of 'high ambitions, super talents' is right. Do you know why?"
"I don't know."
During the chat, one of the two "Xu Fengnian" swallowed up the disaster in Miss Hehe's body like a whale, and the other helped her instill and fill up the spirit.
Huang Longshi smiled and said: "It's okay to know. In another book, there was an ancient man named Kong Zhigui who wrote an ancient prose called "Beishan Yiwen". "Qi Hengqiu" was extended by Huang Tingjian, a later generation, and wrote a sentence, "Young talent will take you to travel, but when you are old, you will be loyal and loyal."
The two Xu Fengnian were a little puzzled, but they didn't think deeply about it.
Huang Longshi thought for a while, stretched out his palm and smoothed the yellow sandy ground at his feet, and wrote fourteen characters with his fingers.
The old man then murmured to himself: "It can be said that the purpose is meaningful, and it is very insightful to the world."
Xu Fengnian, who is a person who forgets worries, nodded his soul.
Huang Longshi continued to use his finger as a pen and the sand to make paper, and wrote the second sentence, which can be said to be the same as others. A fish knows that the water is cold and the water is warm;
The soul of Xu Fengnian, who borrowed Wang Xiaoping's sword, laughed it off.
Huang Longshi quickly wrote the third sentence, the number is endless, and people have no long-term calamity. The old man then looked up at Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian nodded, then shook his head again.
Huang Longshi looked down at the little girl in his arms who turned back from the ghost gate, and said softly: "The old man used Wen Hua to plot against you, don't you hold grudges?"
"How can you not bear grudges? It's just that grudges are divided into big and small ones, and there is a sequence of revenge, and it's too late to take revenge."
"This should be the reason."
Huang Longshi nodded and said: "I mentioned the poems in a certain book earlier. As far as the old man Wang Xianzhi is concerned, he is already old and majestic, but he is a hundred years old and the number one person in the world. In the end, he bullies someone who has not After all, the juniors who have reached their thirties are not kind behaviors."
Xu Fengnian, who was rushing to the battlefield with a gun in hand, stared tenderly at Miss Hehe, "Everyone has a way of life, but some fundamental truths are the same, but Wang Xianzhi blocked all the words with one sentence, and his fist was hard. , you don’t have to listen to other people’s reasons. Since I lost, I have no way to reason.”
Speaking of which, Miss Hehe was about to wake up, and the two Xu Fengnian had done their best, so they stood up and left in a hurry.
Seeing the two going away, Huang Longshi looked serious, looked at the sky, gently put down the girl who opened her eyes leisurely, stood up, and said to himself: "I can't trust anyone, I'm used to speculating with the utmost maliciousness. Others, you, Xu Fengnian, are in a place where there is no turning back, and your work still satisfies the old man, it seems that the old man really misjudged you in the past."
Huang Longshi turned his head with a smile, seeming to be asking and answering, "Xu Fengnian, you must not know that the last person who wandered in the spring and autumn, the reason why he couldn't get out of the spring and autumn is because the old man deliberately closed this book, so he couldn't leave Out of that page. The matter has come to this point, the old man can’t hide it anymore, it’s helping you as well as yourself.”
The old man said with emotion: "Who will realize the big dream first? I know it all my life."
Huang Longshi took a deep breath, "The old man could have achieved the realm of Confucianism and sage long ago, and he has been deliberately suppressing it, otherwise he would not have a fleeting Xuanyuan Jingcheng after the Spring and Autumn Period. The old man will give you a real and real getaway."
Huang Longshi raised his arm, outlined with strokes, and pointed.
Write down eight words.
"I write Spring and Autumn to respect heaven and earth!"
Open the book and open the door.
After Huang Longshi passed away, it was as if a door had been opened, and one person stepped out of it, and replied softly: "The heaven and the earth naturally respect me."
…
Chaoci Baidi among the colorful clouds.
Baidi, one of the five heavenly emperors in ancient books, is in charge of all western gods.
Wang Xianzhi watched the colorful clouds above his head gather and disperse, and came to a realization by chance. He roughly knew his own life experience. Wang Xianzhi in the city hated him deeply.
Wang Xianzhi did not prevent Xu Fengnian's soul from fleeing away, nor did he prevent them from returning.
Feeling Xu Fengnian's faint breath lying in a pool of blood, Wang Xianzhi looked at the northern sky and asked loudly, "Fight again in the sky?"
Heaven did not respond to Wang Xianzhi's question.
But someone in the world replied with two words, "No."
A huge firefly crashed into Xu Fengnian's body in the blood.
Wang Xianzhi frowned and turned to look over there.
Xu Fengnian touched the ground with one knee, pressed the ground with one hand, and said softly: "There is no need to go to the sky to fight again."
Wang Xianzhi squinted his eyes, staring at the only young man with a consummation of spirit that he had only seen in his life, a little puzzled, is he still alive
The old man glanced at the situation on Huanglongshi's side, and soon understood that this young feudal lord took a different path from Yuan Qingshan in Beimang, thinking of combining Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but unfortunately he was missing the most important thing. The important Confucian style, Wang Xianzhi does not think that there is someone in the world who can let Xu Fengnian understand this situation. If Cao Changqing gave up his whole body to practice Taoism, there is a five or six percent possibility, but this official in Tsing Yi wants to return to the country, even if Xu Fengnian is fond of Xu Fengnian Adding it all up, it is absolutely impossible to be arrogant and come to make wedding clothes for others immediately after the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom. But Wang Xianzhi did not expect that Huang Sanjia, who was cold-eyed and cold-hearted, would act like this, and it really made the last Spring and Autumn wanderer get a big meaning. This kind of gift inheritance does not mean that one person can give it to another person and the other person can accept it. . Just like when Xu Fengnian went to Wudang Mountain to practice swordsmanship, Wang Chonglou did not hesitate to give away the cultivation base of Dahuangting, but in the end he only gave away six or seven points, which was a serious loss, and it was far from allowing the young Shizidian to achieve longevity in the next step. Huang Longshi's behavior like this is no different from a big gamble. If he sent out the realm, but there is no way for "Xu Fengnian" to accept it completely, and he only became half of the Confucian saints who will not help the ending, then it is really late. The biggest joke in the world.
Wang Xianzhi's injury was not fatal at the moment, but it was not serious either.
Especially the instant gun, it was the most embarrassing time since reaching the top of martial arts, and the old man still couldn't let go of it, it wasn't the seriousness of the injury, but Wang Xianzhi himself couldn't avoid it no matter how he deduced it afterwards.
Xu Fengnian grabbed a handful of sand and gravel, stood up, and spread his palms. The yellow sand was blown away by the wind and thrown into the sky. It went far away and penetrated into the colorful clouds, like dirt falling on brocade, instantly breaking up the wind.
Xu Fengnian's three souls and six souls have all returned to his body. Although the face torn apart by Wang Xianzhi has not healed, it is still shocking, but its momentum is majestic and unparalleled.
Wang Xianzhi looked calm, but there was a slight wave in his heart.
But the will to fight has never been so high as at this time.
It's like a person standing alone on the tallest building, and finally sees a second person walking on the top of the building.
There is no first in the text, so it is light.
Wu has no second, so kill each other!
I always let the younger generation show all kinds of amazing moves. I, Wang Xianzhi, who was standing still, retreated one step, stepped forward, and took the initiative to make a move for the first time.
Xu Fengnian flied forward with one step, and there was a dagger in his hand, holding Chunlei upside down.
The second step is long sweep, and there is another famous knife with a slightly longer handle, holding Xiudong along the way.
The two knives given or borrowed by Bai Hu'er face accompanied him through the two rivers and lakes in Liyang and Beimang.
Zuo Chunlei embroiders winter on the right.
With both sabers in hand, Xu Fengnian rushed to Wang Xianzhi in an instant, and slashed down with Xiudong's saber.
Wang Xianzhi raised his hand to grasp the edge of the Xiudong Dao, which didn't have the slightest blade glow.
The right hand was about to blast out, trying to smash the boy's chest in one fell swoop.
It is true that the spirit of the young man has reached the peak, but Gao Shulu's body is still crumbling.
It's just that before Wang Xianzhi made a move, the Chunlei dagger held upside down came up sideways, and it was Wang Xianzhi who was 11 points faster than Wang Xianzhi.
The two swords looked at the cloud and the wind, except for a fast word, it seemed that there was no other mystery.
However, after Wang Xianzhi blocked the dagger with his elbow, he backed away.
Xu Fengnian followed him like a shadow, always keeping within a knife distance of Wang Xianzhi, and the Xiudong knife pierced Wang Xianzhi's wound pierced by the instant gun.
Wang Xianzhi remained unafraid, allowing this dangerous stab, but he punched Xu Fengnian's neck.
Xu Fengnian's figure was swaying, Xiudong left his hand, barely dodged Wang Xianzhi's heavy punch, drifted sideways past Wang Xianzhi, and then held the Xiudong knife protruding out of his body behind Wang Xianzhi.
What a stroll.
Because he failed to plant a follow-up energy on the Xiudong knife, this knife seemed to have severely injured Wang Xianzhi, but in fact it meant more humiliation.
Wang Xianzhi was finally forced into a preoccupational situation, instead of turning around to chase after him, he tiptoed and rammed Xu Fengnian with his back.
After making up his mind, it doesn't matter if he takes one knife or another, as long as Xu Fengnian's physique is completely defeated, then the overall situation is settled.
With his back to Wang Xianzhi, Xu Fengnian moved a few steps sideways, and passed Wang Xianzhi again. Just when the two of them met their eyes, Xu Fengnian wiped Wang Xianzhi's neck with a knife.
Wang Xianzhi speeded up suddenly, not only lowered his head to avoid the clear blade, but staggered slightly towards Xu Fengnian's side, and pushed out his palm towards Xu Fengnian's shoulder.
Xu Fengnian twisted his toes and turned half a circle, just in time to block Wang Xianzhi's palm with the edge of the upside-down Spring Thunder Knife.
Wang Xianzhi turned his palm into a grip, clamped the blade between his tiger's mouth, and was about to cut off the short knife.
Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian swung the embroidery knife horizontally in a very careless manner, and the tip of the knife brushed against the handle of Chunlei's knife. After a lap, it finally fell back into Xu Fengnian's hands.
Wang Xianzhi kicked out, Xu Fengnian leaped high, Wang Xianzhi punched out, no longer expecting to hit the flesh with his fist, but blasted out with his fist.
Wang Xianzhi seemed to be embarrassed, but the power of this fist obviously exceeded all previous moves.
It can be seen that the old man still has spare energy.
Xu Fengnian's figure suddenly disappeared in a flash.
Appeared a few feet away, with two swords raised, sleeves fluttering.
It is also a hidden mystery.
When Wang Xianzhi ran forward, he laughed loudly and said, "So uncomfortable?"
Xu Fengnian did not speak.
When Wang Xianzhi was about to rush in front of him, he casually threw Chunlei Knife into the air, changed from holding Xiudong in his right hand to holding the knife in both hands, and slammed into Wang Xianzhi in one go.
Wang Xianzhi and Xu Fengnian froze a little almost at the same time.
Then on the battlefield, wherever Wang Xianzhi walked, a figure appeared.
Then kill Xu Fengnian together!
But Xu Fengnian continued to run forward without hesitation, and Xiudong slashed towards an open space where Wang Xianzhi was not present.
A moment later, a Wang Xianzhi slid backwards several feet, a line of blood appeared on his forehead, and the blood slowly oozes out.
At the same time, hundreds of Wang Xianzhi disappeared.
People in the world can't imagine that Wang Xianzhi, who is dignified, will be demoted to ten meetings by others.
Xu Fengnian continued to get close, pointing in front of Wang Xianzhi with the Xiudong knife.
Knife to the point.
Wang Xianzhi had countless minor wounds on his body.
Neither let Wang Xianzhi succeed in getting close, but every time he can leave a record on Wang Xianzhi.
The Spring Thunder Knife thrown into the air reached its apex and began to fall.
Wang Xianzhi was probably exhausted by such tireless and precise calculations. In the next close-to-hand fight between the two sides, the wound stabbed by the Xiudong knife on his body became deeper and deeper, but Wang Xianzhi was also getting closer and closer to Xu Fengnian. closer.
The most dangerous time was that Xu Fengnian's neck was almost broken by Wang Xianzhi's palm, and Xu Fengnian's Xiudong knife almost cut off Wang Xianzhi in the middle.
It's just that both of them gave up this hopeful ending of exchanging lives.
The falling Spring Thunder Knife was getting closer and closer to the battlefield on the ground.
The ground under their feet was broken and mottled, making it unsightly.
But no matter how imposing the two sides' hasty moves are, the yellow sand is still ten feet away from where the two are standing, not a single grain of sand moves.
The outcome is within a hair's breadth.
Wang Xianzhi contributed 12 points.
Still in the predicament of being cut by a slow knife.
Intentionally or not, the Spring Thunder Knife landed a foot above Xu Fengnian's head.
Xu Fengnian, who was originally a left-handed knife, suddenly became imposing.
The space he had to move around had been squeezed to the extreme by Wang Xianzhi.
There is no new trick, and death is inevitable.
But as long as he can hold the dagger.
variables can be produced.
Because Wang Xianzhi's momentum has traveled thousands of miles, although he has become more courageous and stronger in battle, but it is also coming to an end.
Both of them knew it well.
Wang Xianzhi joked that he was not happy, even if he was laughing at Xu Fengnian, he was also laughing at himself, so from the very beginning, Wang Xianzhi actually planned to decide the life and death of both parties in one go.
At the last moment, Xu Fengnian fought hard to catch the Chunlei Knife.
As long as he can hold the knife.
You can turn the tide of battle.
But Wang Xianzhi actually stopped after half a punch.
As soon as he was exhausted, he unexpectedly reversed a thousand miles again.
It is necessary to form a majestic new atmosphere.
In the struggle of the same situation, the movement of air flow, the word flow is in the front, and the word turn is in the back. The speed of flow can control the situation, but the moment of change can determine life and death.
Wang Xianzhi's final battle in the world, as well as the final closing hand, lies in this unprecedented round-trip, and the trick lies in the word "inverted".
Without warning, Wang Xianzhi withdrew half of his fist, deliberately allowing Xu Fengnian to hold the knife, so that he could finish the inversion first, then take one step first, then the second step, and kill him with one blow!
Sudden.
The old man showed a strange look.
Xu Fengnian didn't grab the Chunlei Knife which was close at hand.
Wang Xianzhi withdrew his hand to take a breath, while Xu Fengnian withdrew his hand and continued to strike.
On the contrary, Xu Fengnian seized the opportunity.
What Wang Xianzhi didn't expect was that Xu Fengnian's Xiudong knife hit the node of his old and new qi accurately, not his heart or neck, but a seemingly insignificant acupoint.
Xu Fengnian "hit the knife" and charged forward.
He even pressed the back of the knife with his left hand.
Just like that, Wang Xianzhi was dragged back several dozen feet.
No matter how old-fashioned you are, you can't stop the arrival of the new winter.
Wang Xianzhi's qi collapsed rapidly, and his white hair fluttered wildly.
Xu Fengnian raised the saber obliquely, retaliation for retaliation, and lifted Wang Xianzhi's burly body off the ground. He did not pull out the Xiudong saber used to suppress Qi.
Before Wang Xianzhi pulled out Xiudong with both hands, Xu Fengnian's Spring Thunder Saber passed through Wang Xianzhi's head.
The Xiudong knife was not pulled out.
The same is true for Spring Thunder Knife.
The Chunlei Knife that pierced through the head hovered motionless.
So he abruptly suspended Wang Xianzhi in the air.