A person who abandoned his sword and carried his corpse to a certain mountain in the Western Regions.
The man sneered and said: "Now I know you are really smart. My master beat him, and you beat my master. It should be your turn to be suppressed by newcomers next, so you would rather not be the first person in the world, He simply gave up his strength and only became one of the four great masters whose position is more secure."
Xu Fengnian smiled indifferently: "You are wrong about one thing. Your master didn't beat him back then, and neither did I. The two of them are only concerned about the arena they are in, or the arena in the eyes of us outsiders. Nothing to worry about. The fact is just as you think, not talking about the level of the realm, but just talking about the strength of the battle. Your master can fight against Lu Zu who was 800 years ago. Even if there are nine martial artists, plus Fighting together, your master is like killing whoever he wants, this is the real ultimate martial artist. As for what your master thought at the time, you can think about it yourself. When you understand it one day, you can take it again. Go back to that Bodhisattva barbarian and seek revenge on me."
One of Wang Xianzhi's apprentices, a dull man, Emperor Wu Chenglouhuang said in a deep voice: "I want to take away that child named Yu Dilong."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "Even if I am willing, he will not follow you. Besides, it is better to rely on yourself than others."
After a moment of silence, Lou Huang calmly said, "I can't beat you."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Then I can only wait for my death. As for whether to stay in the Western Region or go to Beiliang, it's up to you. As long as you don't seek refuge in Beimang, I don't care."
Lou Huang, who had already lived in this city, disappeared in a flash.
Xu Fengnian remained silent.
In the century-old rivers and lakes, only two people who lived in the same era but climbed to the top successively can be regarded as independent mountain peaks, with no one looking around.
Li Chungang felt that he had lost, while Wang Xianzhi thought he had won. So Li Chungang went down the mountain freely, but Wang Xianzhi ascended to the sky with pride.
They are all big romances that will never be seen again in the world for a hundred years or even a thousand years.
However, great romances in the Jianghu are rare, but people in the Jianghu must be chivalrous. This is the case a thousand years ago and a thousand years later.
At this moment, I still don't know, and I won't know in the future that I am the Yan Yan who was Huang Guihua but could only live in the market, subconsciously stroked his sister's hair, and asked curiously: "Young master, are you also here to seek revenge?" ?”
Xu Fengnian glanced at her, shook his head and said with a smile: "My enemy is not here, but there are indeed many people here who regard me as an enemy. Maybe one of your elders is like that."
Yan Yan didn't take it seriously, but said sadly: "Grandpa Song and the others who were supposed to enjoy their twilight years are all dead. The most damned elder, on the contrary, will live a very good life in the future."
Xu Fengnian smiled, "It's like some people are clearly awake, but in fact they are almost dead from sleep."
Yan Yan didn't lower her head, and didn't look at the younger sister who was awake but pretended to be asleep. Her chest was soaked with Yan Yan's tears.
Xu Fengnian also didn't look at the infatuated woman who was thrown off the tall building by his slap just now, "Yan Yan, take her with you, it's better to get out of here, go out and have a look, bypass the turbulent Beiliang, you can go to Xishu first Look at the Bamboo Sea, then go along the Guangling River to the Jiangnan of the Central Plains, then go north to the southern border, and finally wait until the world stops fighting, and then go to see the biggest city in the world, and wait until when someone feels really sorry Those old people, come back here again, go to the grave and have a toast and kowtow."
Yan Yan sat there, nodding his head heavily, "Thank you son! It's a pity that the little girl can't repay you!"
Xu Fengnian looked at her, smiled softly and said: "It can be repaid. If you accidentally become a heroine and fairy admired by countless handsome people in the world, you can mention this sentence, saying that the person who persuaded you to take this trip was a surname." Xu's Northern Liang barbarian. If I can say one more thing, that guy is much more handsome than you guys, it will be really complete."
Yan Yan was speechless for a moment, her face flushed slightly.
She was pregnant with the younger sister who caused a terrible disaster, and looked at this strange man with solemn and frivolous words in her eyes with cold eyes. To her, all men in the world are heartless people and can be killed!
But when she saw Xu Fengnian raised her hand, she immediately shrank her head and hid in her sister's arms.
The betrayal of the lover is distressing. And that bastard's slap was a pain in the flesh.
It hurts.
Xu Fengnian sneered and said: "I know that it doesn't make sense with a girl like you. I just remember to type but I don't remember well, but there are benefits to having no conscience. When I go to the Liyang Jianghu, I will help your sister grow more mindful." When you are just a fledgling, thinking of the worst in people is not a good thing, but it is not a bad thing after all.”
The two sisters didn't know what this man from Beiliang who was supposed to be surnamed Xu had done. The middle-aged man who looked serious but dignified went and returned.
Lou Huang frowned.
Xu Fengnian was not polite to him either, "You and the bridegroom, Lin Ya, are actually like the two of them. You only really enter the rivers and lakes when you leave the city. If you stay in the city of Donghai for the rest of your life, it will be difficult for you to have a big life." Achievement."
If any other Jianghu person said this sentence, Lou Huang, who has already reached the realm of a master, would sneer, even other masters in the martial arts review, but speaking from the mouth of the young man in front of him, even if he is in every possible way Wishing, Lou Huang also had to think deeply.
Lou Huang didn't shake his head and nod, he glanced at the pair of poor people, and jumped off the roof first, and landed on the street without any movement. Yan Yan let go of her sister, and bestowed a blessing on the unpredictable young man whom she met by chance, biting her lips with red eyes, unable to speak. Yan Yan looked at her sister with complicated eyes, then glanced at the alcoholic who only saw one back last night, jumped down before her sister, walked to Louhuang and stopped.
Before you know it, darkness and light alternate, and it is almost dawn.
When Yan Yan finally couldn't say any farewell words, he could only turn his head on the street and look at the slender figure still standing on the roof.
Yan Yan angrily said in a low voice: "You look so mediocre, what's so good about it!"
Yan Yan ignored her sister, turned her head, and let out a long breath. For some reason, she felt that from now on, no matter how many miles she traveled, she would never be able to get out of that roof.
She couldn't help but turn her head again, saw that figure who seemed a little lonely, and waved at the three of them.
Lou Huang walked forward slowly with a straight face.
A prophecy that the old monk at the foot of the mountain said not long ago emerged in his mind.
The Liaodong tiger roared and killed the Central Plains. Northwest Sirius, lying alone in Dagang.
But the old monk looked at the cold chicken soup in front of Lou Huang and no one drank it, and he smiled and said, "It's cold."
Lou Huang was really annoyed at the old monk's sticky playing, so he couldn't help but asked, "Pretending to be a ghost! It's cold when it's cold, don't you know how to warm it up?!"
The old monk slapped his legs and laughed loudly, "The right time and place are not as good as people and harmony... That's right!"
After Lou Huang left the city, he looked back at the top of the city almost at the same time as Yan Yan Yanyan.
The three of them didn't know that there was an old monk in the city who was begging for alms bowl, and the bowl was full of fragrance.
He went straight to the restaurant, jumped up, rushed to Xu Fengnian, and asked with a loud laugh: "Cao Changqing doesn't want to pick it up, but you, Xu Fengnian, are you willing to pick it up?"
Xu Fengnian felt uneasy for the first time, and asked with a smile, "Can you afford it?"
The Chicken Soup Monk, who had been begging for alms bowls and traveled thousands of miles, laughed so hard that he couldn't be an eminent monk at all. On the contrary, he was a bit mischievous, "Let's talk about it after you take it?"
But when Xu Fengnian solemnly took over the Buddha bowl, the old monk suddenly sat down cross-legged, facing east and back facing west.
The old monk clasped his hands together, as if he was liberated, as if he was at ease, as if seeing the Tathagata. He bowed his head and said softly: "Brother Nagarjuna, the law is not in external objects, and the law is not written, my lotus flower will fall."
On Mount Xiaolanda, there was no one to push it. The huge prayer wheel rotated by itself, and the goddess on the wall swayed agilely. The six-character mantra was spread over and over again, resounding throughout the Western Regions and Northern Liang.
The Buddha said, if you turn the prayer wheel on the top of the mountain, you will get auspiciousness and perfection in the area around you.
If the monarch of a place turns the prayer wheel, the common people will be able to eliminate karma and obstacles.
The old monk closed his eyes, passed away peacefully, and said at the end of his life, "That's great."
In an instant, scattered fortunes from the heaven and the earth swarmed up, like a rainbow hanging from the sky, or like a lotus flower blooming in the sky, pouring into the bowl at the same time.