Tsing Yi under the pavilion.
There is a green snake on the sleeve of the old man on the pavilion.
On and off the pavilion stand two generations of leaders.
The rivers and lakes are always a wave high, even if the talented Tianzong talents, they are generally at most ten or twenty years old, thirty years is the extreme, nearly a hundred years is a little weird, there is a Huanglongshi in the forest, and Wang Xianzhi is sitting in the East China Sea Wudi City in the martial arts, which is a real once-in-a-century encounter, compared with the so-called hundred-year rare encounter that is flooded in the world, it cannot be compared.
In addition to these two immortals and demons, they are generally the general trend of latecomers, one of the four great masters of the last generation, the spear fairy Wang Xiu lost to the disciple Chen Zhibao, Wudang Mountain had a moment to ride the green ox of heaven, the old sword god Li Chungang was depressed and escaped, the way of the sword only appeared for a short period of darkness, and soon led by the peach blossom branch Deng Tai'a to occupy the head of the sword, and there were more dragon and tiger mountain Qi Xianxia, sword mound Wu Liuding, Tangxi sword fairy Lu Baijie were born one after another.
The older generation of people in the rivers and lakes may have really been impressed by the arrogance of the sentence "Li Chungang went to the east of the river with a sword", but when they died of old age, there are now a few young people who really remember the sword fairy style of the old sword god stepping on the sword and flying the river If you hear the saying that the sky is not born Li Chungang's sword path is as long as the night, you have to feel too conceited and ridiculous.
At this time, Cao Changqing in Tsing Yi said to the two-sleeved green snake of the head of the sword in the past, and said wildly, with Cao Changqing's heroic spirit, he should not have the mind of underestimating the older generation of sword gods, but the meaning of the words is understandable, I am afraid that when Li Chungang stepped on the land sword fairyland, he Cao Changqing said that he was right today, and he was not afraid at all.
Even His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who had taught the two-sleeved green snake, was worried, for fear that Old Man Li would be old and lacking an arm, and after all, he would not be able to compare to Cao Guanzi, who was at the peak of his cultivation.
Master moves, wits and courage, more fighting, Cao Qingyi has had ups and downs in his life, Confucianism is good at raising righteous kung fu, he died in the country to fight the wrath of the Son of Heaven with the body of a horseman, his hands do not touch the weapon, the body is not covered with armor, a Tsing Yi three in and out of the palace, the mind and mind are undoubtedly more tenacious and broad than ordinary martial artists, the official is invincible, there is no doubt, Wang Xianzhi is invincible in the world, built a city in the East China Sea, built a military tower, there are six floors below the top floor, there are six martial slaves respectively, to deal with the challengers of the world, Generally, the peerless masters are better than one person after resting for a while, and wait until the spirit is full before fighting again, even if it is not a lifetime such as Deng Tai'a, breaking the enemy with a snap of his fingers, but still withdrawing from the Liberation Building after victory, half a battle, three days after the defeat of the six people to the top of the building, only Cao Changqing two consecutive battles, one fell to the top, it is said that in the face of Wang Xianzhi is still calm and relaxed, known as the huge qi machine only loses Qi Xuanjiao, how can Xu Fengnian not be afraid of the old sword god drill the tip of the horns, this old man cherishes feathers the most, really annoyed him, If you want to fight to the death with Cao Changqing, will you be consumed alive This side is full of murderous opportunities, Qu Shui talks about Wang Ba is also coming to an end, the poor scholar who was brought into the Baoguo Temple by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World and the beautiful bearded prince Yuan Jiangyan had a hearty battle, but he did not fall behind at all, and the righteousness and benefit of the king and the overlord were all over the place, and the three or four hundred observers completely put away their contempt, and no longer dared to regard this young man as a poor scholar who pretended to be sensational, especially for filial piety, faithfulness and talent, and then the two functions of the two functions were first discussed and then brought together, and finally the same way, which caused many famous people who regarded themselves as mellow Confucianism to wake up slightly, the poor scholar's sentence" The ability is broad, and the work is done, and he will be a sage; has skills but no work, empty talk, and only does pedantic" is a slap in the face.
But Yuan Honghu was still not angry, and laughed at it, the scholar spared no effort to promote the view that the monarch can do everything, and he also did not care about it magnificently, otherwise with Yuan Jiangyan's status, one word was enough to determine life and death.
Although in all fairness, this debate is still won by Yuan Jiangyan, but he personally commented that this debate is invincible, and Yin Daolin, the host of Baoguo Temple, nodded yes, so that naturally no one dares to disagree, the Shu family wants to get ahead, and participating in the Qing Talk debate where celebrities gather is a shortcut to the south, but it is easier said than done, and it is difficult for the children of the poor family to enter the table, and it is even more difficult to enter the eyes of celebrities, not to mention winning the debate of Yuan Jiangyan and other first-class celebrities.
Therefore, no one doubted that the scholar who sat at the end of the table was already a blockbuster and rich and prosperous.
Since the noble identity of the family is not yet moved and ready to act, some of the second- and third-rate scholars and high-ranking Shu clans have been thinking about whether they can start first, after the meeting to recognize this cheap son-in-law, after joining the family, participate in a few more songs, fight for fame and fame, first enter the scholar, and then seek a career, this is not inferior to the marriage of the talented and shallow scholar, if it is lucky, this kid can be Yuan Honghu and other wealthy lords of the real blue eyes, why worry about not having a big bright future Xu Zhihu, who was idle in the pavilion, watched coldly, sneering, the reason why Yuan Honghu was so generous, why wasn't it that the scholar borrowed her brother's east wind This scholar has an authentic Jiangnan Dao accent, and he is clearly a person from the poor family of Luzhou, since you can be led into the temple and sit at the table, I don't mind your humble background, and personally make you famous, two kinds of favors, which is more important, it's really hard to say, Xu Zhihu thought that Yuan Jiangyan can be the leader of Jiangzuo Shizi Group, and his eyesight is indeed not bad.
Disgusting people are quite proficient.
The condescending Xu Zhihu saw that the scholar became famous in one fell swoop, and did not show the slightest sense of complacency, got up freely, looked around, and there was a little bit of depression that did not match the situation Although Xu Huipu's surname is cold and arrogant, he is a caged finch in the big valve of the high gate, it doesn't matter if the little things are casual, but the big things are involuntary without exception, just like when he was back then, He Zeng wanted to marry Jiangnan and was teased by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World again and again The beautiful maid looked at the scholars around him, and he was fascinated.
The maid who can participate in the flow of the water is not simple, first of all, it is the innocence of the family, and secondly, it needs to be beautiful and talented, like she is the maid who has been fortunate enough to enter the Bo Yuan clan since childhood, talented and intelligent, and was taught poetry, calligraphy, piano and chess after being in the photo.
After she saw Chen Liangxi get up, she hurriedly handed over the wine glass, and the latter smiled gently, took the wine glass and drank it all, quenching her thirst with wine.
In her heart, she inevitably wanted to compare the handsome man in front of her with the prodigal son, hum, that scoundrel and frivolous boy brother Bai is so handsome and good-looking, but it's a pity that he has a skin Chen Liangxi, a poor scholar, didn't see the "Xu Dian Box", and he was a little regretful, and he wanted to thank him from the bottom of his heart.
Since he couldn't find it, he didn't worry about it, turned his head and saw the little girl with yellow muscles and thin muscles, he felt pity, and asked the maid for some melons and fruit snacks, and pulled the little beggar to sit down again, after the beautiful maid brought the lunch box, the little beggar didn't dare to do it, so he picked up the delicate snacks and handed them to the child, the little beggar lowered his head and ate nervously, and he didn't know if he remembered the taste, he smiled from time to time to help the little girl wipe off the crumbs of the pastry crumbs at the corner of his mouth.
When the beautiful maid saw this warm picture that was destined to be unimaginable in the wealthy family in the past, her heart was soft again, this son is really a good person.
Outside the pavilion, Xu Fengnian could only promise not to retreat, and it was difficult to go to the blue sky if he wanted to go further.
Cao Changqing, who had never brought weapons to the enemy, had no one in his eyes, even if he faced Li Chungang, who was a legend in the rivers and lakes in the past, he still went straight forward, ignoring the majestic sword intent of the old sword god rising again and again.
Before the old man in sheepskin Qiu could raise his arm, dozens of crisscrossing ravines instantly appeared on the ground between the two.
The sword qi rolls against the dragon wall Li Chungang once fought with the Xishu Sword Saint in the palace, Li Chungang's sword qi was within reach, and the entire magnificent dragon wall that had survived for hundreds of years was shattered.
At that time, it was undoubtedly the apex of Li Chungang's kendo, almost invincible.
The ravines cracked and were shocking, but when they spread in front of Cao Changqing, they seemed to be blocked invisibly and stopped abruptly.
Cao Changqing said calmly: "The predecessors only knew that Li Jianshen's two-sleeved green snake was incomparable, but they didn't know how powerful the sword qi opened the gate of heaven. ” The more the middle-aged Confucian man moved forward, the wider the rift.
The two men were only ten paces apart.
The old man in sheepskin Qiu had a leisurely look of an old god, and let Cao Guanzi enter and enter, just squinting and laughing: "What nonsense." ” Cao Changqing smiled lightly.
In the pavilion, Jiang Ni, who finally had the courage to stare at Cao Changqing, asked softly in disbelief: "Uncle Qizhao" Cao Changqing stopped suddenly, nodded heavily, and had mixed feelings.
Jiang Ni's eyes suddenly turned red and he wanted to get up, but he subconsciously went to look at His Royal Highness Xia Shizi first, saw that he was expressionless, and then turned his head to look at Xu Zhihu carefully.
When Cao Changqing saw this scene, his heart was extremely sad, and there was no need for the old sword god sword qi to roll, and the ground in front of the pavilion sank violently.
Jiang Ni saw Xu Zhihu smiling and pursed his mouth, so he got up and said timidly: "Uncle Qizhao, can you not do it?"
Splashing up layers of dust and scattering outward like ripples, Cao Guanzi in the center said softly: "Cao Changqing obeys the princess's orders." ” Even Xu Zhihu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it really responded to the conclusion set by Chen Liangxi, the king of Qushui, who was close to rotten.
Unreasonable.
The old sword god snorted coldly, and finally put away his sword qi.
Cao Changqing walked up the steps, did not enter the pavilion, and knelt down again.
This time, he knelt for the prosperous Xichu of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Xu Fengnian looked at the little clay figure standing with a complicated expression, and the kneeling Cao Guanzi.
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