If someone can look down on the Qin Tianjian with the wind in the sky, they can see that it looks like a thin silver line, easily cutting a large piece of thick black cloth.
Xu Fengnian and the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain who "came here" in the world, broke through the Li family's armored infantry formation together.
Li Shouguo, Lieutenant of the Gyeonggi Shesheng School who took the lead, happened to be in the front of the formation. This general seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from a siege hammer on his chest, and fell seven or eight feet away. He was surrounded by fellow soldiers. Soldiers, even though they were wearing heavy armor, the vast majority of soldiers would still pass out directly, occasionally groaning in pain like threads, and the drowsy Li Shouguo shook his head vigorously, biting his lips to wake himself up, Trying to open his eyes wide, he turned his head to look at the two culprits who pierced through the formation with great difficulty. A figure from the back, not wearing a python robe and plain, had already retracted his knife. The back was soaked in scarlet blood, like blood in the snow, which was particularly eye-catching.
Next, Li Shouguo found out in horror that there was a fist-sized hole in the chest of the sword-carrying immortal, which was so abruptly blank, but what was even more incredible was that the immortal still had an indifferent expression on his face, and his body was stabbed out abruptly. A big hole is like a woman pricking a drop of blood on her finger with an embroidery needle.
The old Taoist Lianhua Guan stood beside the Immortal Sword Lifter, who stared at the breath-holding young feudal king, and smiled, "It's okay, this guy still hasn't used his northern coolness, since he is so big, it will be a big deal if he gets seven or eight knives." It doesn't matter. I am not at a loss for such a life-changing method."
Different from the auspicious appearances of other immortals, the old Taoist priest with the lotus crown on his head is wearing an old-fashioned ordinary Taoist robe, and does not have the purple and yellow color of the Tianshi Mansion like a temple official. In fact, this is also normal. At that time, Longhu Mountain had not yet risen. Although they proclaimed themselves the ancestral home of Taoism, the Taoism in the world still only recognized Wudang, which was born in large numbers in Dafeng Yi Dynasty. Naturally, the Taoist priests of the Zhao family in Tianshi Mansion had not opened purple and yellow clothes at that time. First of its kind.
Although the old Taoist said that Xu Fengnian's two shots were thunderous, but from the beginning to the end, in terms of aura, it was completely different from the domineering aura of most descendants of the Zhao family. The young vassal king sighed and said, "Why bother? Xu Fengnian, do you know how many things you have given up along the way? The body of true martial arts, the spirit of Emperor Qin, that's all. Now you don't even care about your life in this life?"
Xu Fengnian ignored the old Taoist's question, and looked up at the Tongtian Terrace of the Qin Tianjian, which violated the ritual system of Liyang.
Both sides knew that when Xu Fengnian was breathing, it was the time when Immortal Sword Tier and Old Daoist Lianhua were going all out. Whether the Tao is one foot tall or the devil is one foot tall, each shows its magical powers. The reason why the old Taoist has such a leisurely chat with the young vassal king is not any kindness, it is nothing more than procrastination, the two of them have a better chance of winning, their immortal and innocent bodies can be broken, but there is no such thing as injury. But Xu Fengnian is different. The so-called land gods in the world are still human in the final analysis. Even Gao Shulu, the celestial man who had been condemned by heaven, was still hard to compare with a real immortal in terms of physique. One thing that really puzzled the two Patriarchs of Longhu Mountain is that based on Xu Fengnian's knowledge, he clearly knows that immortals are innocent. That would be fatal, and it would directly reduce the fruits of virtue and deeds that had been hard-earned for several or even ten lifetimes, so Xu Fengnian's real weapon was not the ordinary Beiliang Knife, but the Beiliang Qi!
Xu Fengnian withdrew his gaze, and suddenly smiled, "The old real man previously had two styles of 'creating mountains' and 'climbing to the sky', I am very grateful. Come and go but not go..."
Before the "ritual" was said, Xu Fengnian had disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of the old Taoist with the lotus crown without warning, and wiped the latter's head with a cold knife.
The old Taoist smiled, put his hands behind his back, stepped lightly on his feet, and took a few small steps backwards, with lotuses growing on the soles of his feet, his figure was elegant, and his clothes remained motionless.
Heaven and man do not exceed the rules.
The young feudal lord didn't seem to realize his futility at all, and continued to erase with the cold knife.
But just as the old Taoist was about to stand, another Xu Fengnian appeared in front of him, followed him like a shadow, continued to maintain the same posture, and wiped his head with a cold knife.
The old Taoist moved a few steps sideways, strolling in the courtyard, narrowly dodging the sharpness of the cold knife.
Although it is an innocent body that is similar to the "King Kong Invincible" recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, but the old man does not believe that this young man surnamed Xu really does not know how to play tricks. people, and then consume themselves to death. This Northwest feudal prince who ascended to the top of the world at a young age is already a difficult opponent with a variety of moves, especially after killing Wang Xianzhi, it is hard to guarantee that he will not have the ability to suppress the bottom of the box. The old man was happy to wait and see what happened, so he might as well respond to all changes with the same. Now Xu Fengnian, who should have been injured, was in a panic.
The veteran Taoist of the lotus flower crown stepped on the gangster and fought, shrinking the sky and the earth in a square inch. Every shift of shape and position seems to be two or three steps simple, but it can make that cold knife come to nothing.
Because the two people who were facing each other shot too quickly, no less than a hundred Xu Fengnian appeared on the square of Qintianjian in an instant, and the immortal family surnamed Zhao from Longhushan still looked relaxed, moving freely in the increasingly narrow square, as if A fish swimming leisurely in the rivers and lakes.
The first patriarch of Longhu Mountain who was holding the talisman sword Yu Lei was not in a hurry to save the siege. First, he didn't need to add superfluous things to the snake at all. Second, every moment passed meant that the rope around Xu Fengnian's neck was getting tighter and tighter when he was about to die. The person who happened to be Xu Fengnian himself.
He held the sword in his right hand and stood it upright in front of his body. With his left hand, he bent his thumb and lightly pierced his index finger, and then began to draw symbols on the mahogany sword that was said to have killed countless ghosts and ghosts.
The blood flowing out from the index finger is not bright red, but pure white in color, and the brilliance is bright, like a bright moon hanging on the fingertip.
In Tai'an City, several energy veins that were originally suppressed by their respective buildings quickly rushed to Qin Tianjian.
When the match is completed, the winning ticket is in hand.
The corners of the mouth of Qingyi Xianren, whose face is eternally youthful, quietly twitched, can you bear my majestic talisman
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In the eyes of Liyang soldiers who are not outstanding in martial arts, dozens of Kings of Beiliang appeared on the square in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of them. The more than a thousand soldiers of the Li family who hadn't been knocked unconscious before were all stunned and could only stare blankly.
Deep down in their hearts, these Liyang elites have extremely complicated emotions. They are more afraid of the arrogant and domineering young vassal king, and have less hatred. It seems absurd, but the truth is actually very simple. Who doesn't admire Li Chungang? How many warriors in the world do not respect Wang Xianzhi? Being with them and being in the world together, in the final analysis, as long as it does not involve mortal enemies and personal grievances, most of them yearn for it. Liyang Chongwu was built with iron hoofs and knives. Qi Jiajie is dressed in white. Why can he be the mentor of many dragons and grandchildren in Tai'an City? Why did Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie break into Beijing to serve as Minister of the Ministry of War, and the streets and alleys are full of applause? And as an astonishing news came out recently, it is said that the young king of Beiliang once fought with Tuoba Bodhisattva, the god of the Northern Mang army, in the Western Regions for thousands of miles, and killed them so darkly. No matter what the literati and civil officials in Tai'an City think, even the men who are paid by the soldiers will talk about such things, most of them are the young vassal king surnamed Xu bragging indiscriminately to promote his trip to Beijing. But no matter what the truth is, most of the soldiers in the army will have some regrets in their hearts, thinking that you, Xu Fengnian, didn't just kill that Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Western Regions? If you really take off your head, those of us who eat the emperor's food, at worst, will be a little bit virtuous when we scold you in the future.
On the contrary, the soldiers of the Li family quickly developed a hostility towards the immortal who regarded human life as nothing, and Xu Fengnian quickly killed hundreds of cavalry in one go. Suddenly everyone in the heavy cavalry army turned into golden armored immortals. This kind of immortal handwriting is really chilling. Originally facing a powerful enemy, my generation of warriors would just walk on the battlefield, and die in battle, but how aggrieved to die so ignorantly? Why is it so heroic? I am afraid that no one will die with peace.
On the high wall, Luo Yang held the jug with two fingers, shook it gently, and said with a smile: "Cao Changqing can't interfere, you Deng Tai'er are somehow related to him anyway, so you're here to watch the fun?"
There was no one around, and Deng Tai'er himself was not the kind of guy who liked to pretend to be a tall man, so he squatted at Cao Changqing's feet at this moment, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter that much, it was used up in the East China Sea back then."
Cao Changqing joked: "Don't embarrass us Peach Blossom Sword God. Of course I can't intervene in this fight, but in fact no one can intervene. It's like yesterday at the Xiamawei Posthouse. In the end, it was Deng and I Tai Ah two fight one, but you Luoyang must also know that when we are in our position, the number of people is of little significance. Of course, face is also very important."
Deng Tai'a seemed to remember something, "In terms of relationship, Lu Zu, who is elusive and haunted, should help, right?"
Luo Yang hesitated for a moment, and said, "That person was to Gao Tingshu back then, just like Wang Xianzhi was to Li Chungang, and he is to Wang Xianzhi now. So, who is next?"
Rao Deng Tai'a was also dumbfounded, turned his head and glanced at Cao Changqing, who nodded slightly.
Deng Tai'a was suddenly a little angry, and swears out loud for the first time, "Damn it, how miserable is this kid?! Originally, he was going to surrender to the reincarnation of Lu Zu?!"
Luo Yang sarcastically said, "Or what do you think?"
Then Luoyang glanced at the sky, "The law of heaven is reincarnated, and the law of heaven is clear."
Cao Changqing said slowly: "Since Lu Zu can even withdraw from Tianmen, he may not act according to this principle."
Deng Tai'a sneered and said, "It might not be a good one!"
Luo Yang smiled and said, "Not happy?"
Deng Tai'a took a deep breath, "Forget it, even if I am willing to help, that kid won't be happy."
Luo Yang took a sip of the wine, his face became calm, "That is."
Deng Tai'a stood up suddenly, shook his wrist, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Fengnian will settle the grievances of Qin Tianjian himself, and it is his fate to die here. Anyway, if he survives today, he may not be able to get well in the future. Where are you going. But Xie Guanying is an old rabbit with quick legs, I, Deng Tai'a, will chase after him this time."
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After passing Xiangfan City in Qingzhou, the Guangling River is considered to be in the middle and lower reaches.
A young Taoist priest and his disciple Xiaodaotong sat cross-legged by the riverside to meditate.
Xiaodaotong Jingsi began to doze off straight away after thinking about it.
The young Taoist didn't reprimand him aloud, and every time the tottering little Taoist boy fell back, he stretched out his hand to help him.
This young Taoist priest in simple robes is none other than Li Yufu, the contemporary head teacher of Wudang.
He took his apprentice Yu Fu along the Guangling River to escort the dragon fish into the sea.
Suddenly, Li Yuaxe's body trembled, and two words, "Jade Axe," came from his ear.
Li Yufu turned his head slowly, and saw an equally young Taoist sitting beside him with a warm smile on his face.
The Taoist and his apprentice Yu Fu sat on the left and right of Li Yufu.
With tears in Li Yufu's eyes, he was about to stand up and salute.
The man quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't, we don't like this on the mountain."
But Li Yufu still insisted on getting up, respectful, choked up and said: "Poverty Li Yufu, I have met the teacher's little uncle."
The young Taoist priest Li Yufu called as the little uncle was helpless, "You are really like Senior Brother Yu, I am afraid of you. In the past, on the mountain, the senior senior brother who was in charge of the precepts was not as particular as Senior Brother Yu. At that time, His Royal Highness The books that I gave away after the first beating... Well, you know, the kind with more pictures than words. Every time the senior brother rummaged through the box and seized it, he was reluctant to throw it away. Only when senior brother Yu found out , I want to grab my ears and scold people. So Yufu, if you come across a little Taoist priest on the mountain hiding such books in the future, you can just curse a few words, but don’t hit me... If you really want to hit me, but remember to tell him, what will happen in the future? If Tian Xiu is successful, he will return the book to him. That's what the senior brother told me at the beginning, you see, won't I be promising later?"
Li Yufu raised his arm and wiped his eyes, then smiled knowingly.
The young master-uncle of Wudang Mountain, Li Yufu's junior master-uncle.
Then it can only be that Hong Xixiang who rode a green bull and laughed at everyone.
The young master uncle looked at the Guangling River, which was rushing across the Central Plains. He was in a daze for a moment, and then said: "Before, there was nothing to do with the muddy walk. This time, besides saying hello to you personally, I also want to say hello to you. Borrow a sword."
Li Yufu didn't even look confused at all, he just nodded solemnly.
Hong Xixiang looked up at the sky, "I didn't go back then, and I won't go in the future. So I have to work hard on you."
Li Yufu's eyes were clear and resolute, "Don't worry, little uncle."
The two stood up together, Hong Xixiang patted Li Yufu's shoulder, and said with a smile, "You are much more responsible than me. It would be great if you went up the mountain earlier. I will definitely lend you the book."
Li Yufu smiled.
He didn't have the slightest thought of the tall image of the little uncle in his mind collapsing.
Such a little martial uncle is precisely his little martial uncle.
Li Yuaxe took off the mahogany sword from his back and handed it to the little martial uncle.
Hong Xixiang took the mahogany sword, looked down at the little Taoist boy, and suddenly said to Li Yufu: "Yufu, don't mistake the word 'longevity' for cultivating Taoism. You can't just be a fairy and a human being in vain. Please tell me the truth Own."
Li Yufu replied: "Yes!"
Hong Xixiang lightly tossed the Wudang mahogany sword into the Guangling River, and said with a slight smile, "In the eight hundred years of cultivating Taoism, I have never taken a human head with a flying sword. Let's go!"
The moment Hong Xixiang threw the mahogany sword, thunder rolled from the sky, overwhelming Jiang Tao immediately.
It seems that a celestial being sat high on the cloud and shouted angrily at the world: "Lu Dongxuan, you are bold!"
Hong Xixiang raised his head and laughed loudly, "It's been 800 years since the impoverished people have been daring!"
The mahogany sword still in its sheath hovered over the river for a moment, and then disappeared in a flash.
The heavens and the gods immediately fell silent!
Li Yufu looked at the river without turning his head.
The little uncle left.
Three-foot spirit.
Eternal romance.