The fledgling young man met a woman who had just debuted, and the result was a complete defeat, so he could only let the woman spare his life.
Sent the sweet potato back to rest, Xu Fengnian didn't expect to be able to do that thing on the dragon chair in the palace in recent days, the woman broke the melon for the first time, and fought every day, and it was too unsympathetic to the jade, Xu Fengnian returned to the palace roof alone and sat in a daze, during the period when he raised the sword and thunder, and then dripped blood in turn, when the dawn came, the morning glow slowly bloomed in the eastern sky, Xu Fengnian looked at the magnificent scene above the nine heavens, at this time, it happened that the melodious morning bell of the Giant Immortal Palace rang, one by one, the sound was passed on, and it was endless.
I don't know why, maybe it was Changle Peak who had exhausted his anger in a fight, Xu Fengnian had a mighty aura in his chest, and the speed of the qi was far faster than usual, especially when he stood up and saw with his own eyes that the morning light between heaven and earth was moving from east to west, and that ray of glow fell in front of him, Xu Fengnian sat cross-legged, and the sword was exposed, and the flying sword soared.
Among the twelve flying swords, the flying sword that was only of the middle and lower texture flew out of his hand, uncontrolled, and flew happily.
Like a monster in the strange spirit, hundreds of years of hard cultivation, once enlightened and spiritual.
The sword fetus is complete.
There is a sword coming from the east.
Xu Fengnian was ecstatic, there was nowhere to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes, it took no effort to get it, he didn't need to be pulled by the air machine at the moment, his mind moved, and the flying sword flashed away, where the heart goes, where the sword goes.
After teasing for a long time, Xu Fengnian only had one idea in his mind that he had no master at all, your mother, you can finally raise a sword Xu Fengnian was not in a hurry to collect the sword, sat quietly in place, looked at Chaolu's flight trajectory, his eyes showed a frightened look little by little, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and said: "What a Deng Tai'a, the magic of the flying sword is not in the flying sword itself at all, not even in raising the sword, but in the hidden swordsmanship" Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "If I said it earlier, with my temperament, I would definitely have to sharpen my head to find a shortcut, but I still don't say it well." ” Xu Fengnian raised a smiling face, his five fingers flipped, and the flying sword lingered, like a delicate woman who had just fallen in love, making Xu Fengnian want to laugh more and more when he looked at it, this is probably the fun of practicing martial arts.
Xu Fengnian put away the sword bag of Chaolu, jumped off the roof, walked in the Zijin Palace, and returned to Qinghanzhai, with the only memory he could use before practicing the sword and martial arts, he condescendingly recognized the context of the palace courtyard, and would not get lost.
Seeing her leaning against the courtyard gate and waiting for her return, Xu Fengnian was a little distracted.
Sweet potato said softly: "Childe, the slave has already made a porridge and a few dishes according to your taste." ” Xu Fengnian nodded her forehead, "You don't know some health regimens, you won't be lazy."
Sweet potato smiled: "That's the days of the young lady's daughters, and the slaves can't envy it, and they don't like it."
If you blow the wind, you will suffer from the cold, and if you bask in the sun, you will have heat stroke, and you will cry and cry when you read a few lines of palace poetry, but it is not the temper of our Beiliang women. ” Xu Fengnian has eaten breakfast, today's world is generally three meals for the rich, two meals for the poor, as for the qualifications to raise the palace eunuch, it is no longer a rich and noble family in the general sense, in this way, the sweet potato who can wear a dragon robe and play the female emperor is really more rich than Miss Qianjin, she single-handedly holds the power of life and death of seventy or eighty thousand people in Dunhuang City, but when she comes to him, she is still a maid who is not satisfied.
Coming to the study room like being in the Wutong Courtyard of the Beiliang Palace, the red sandalwood case was full of the archives secrets moved from the sweet potatoes and her aunt's handwritten book, Xu Fengnian saw a painting scroll with a brass shaft, glanced at the sweet potato standing beside her with rolled sleeves grinding, saw the corners of her mouth upturned, opened it to see, as expected, it was a portrait painting that was obviously from the hand of the court painter, with a bright phoenix crown, the posture of the mother in the world, Xu Fengnian went back and forth between the painting and the sweet potato several times, and said: "It's really like, it looks like seven and a half minutes, and it looks like six points." ” Seeing the sweet potato's hot eyes, Xu Fengnian waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "Rest for two days." ” She smiled with a smile.
Xu Fengnian slapped her on the buttocks and said with a smile: "When virtue is outside the Wutong Courtyard, it will not be wild."
Wait for my son, I will recuperate, and I will let you beg for mercy next time. ” Xu Fengnian didn't touch the secrets that people in the martial arts dream of, and his own Tingchao Pavilion still lacks those martial artists who are not bad at talent, and they are worried that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and there is no famous teacher to lead the way to the hall, and after the master leads the door, there is no secret to help enter the room, it is indeed difficult, the hero is short of breath, and it is difficult to become a climate.
On the one hand, there is not enough perseverance, and they can't bear the hardships of sailing against the current, but to a large extent, there are too many ways to the high-level realm, so that they don't know how to start, or they go astray, all kinds of martial arts are learned, and the secrets of this book are read, but it is difficult to become a grandmaster. is even more distracted, Xu Fengnian is so desperate, he really feels that if he doesn't practice martial arts anymore, he is worthy of hanging Erlang as a chicken thief and a dog, and now he is still the guy who carries a wooden sword.
Put down the scroll, flip through the sweet potato aunt's pen, the same handwriting font, obviously, is the raccoon hair for the heart covered with the pen of the autumn rabbit, the so-called word is born from the heart, in fact, it is not very accurate, after all, the number of people who write well is countless, but what kind of pen is used, especially the kind of people who use only one kind of horn tip, you can generally guess a ten, this woman is worthy of being a fierce man who competes for favor with today's Beimang empress, although it is a dignified and dignified small Kai with rigorous strokes, extremely particular about rules and styles, but as far as a single word is concerned, The pen is written but the words are eager to enter the wood, Xu Fengnian somewhat understands how she taught such a woman as a sweet potato.
Browse the past slowly, most of them are some of the previous generation of Beimang Jianghu heroes and devils who became famous, just reading, many highlights are enough to shoot the case, sweet potato is empathetic and carried a pot of green ant wine transported from Beiliang, Xu Fengnian finally saw the battle of the Wu family's sword mound nine swords, and Aunt Sweet Potato is also hearsay, but compared to ordinary people's sky, the text of the "two kings" of Dunhuang City is too credible, she herself is a top master of martial arts, and she has only a few hundred words in her pen, which makes Xu Fengnian, a latecomer, shocked.
After Xu Fengnian watched it several times, he was still unsatisfied, and sighed: "I see." ” Two hundred years ago, the two generations of the Wu family sword shrine, known as the most amazing and brilliant talents in the sword shrine, nine kendo masters, one was high in the heavenly realm, two reached the height of the Xuan, one in the Vajra realm, plus the remaining five small grandmasters, it is conceivable that as long as the Wu family is given another generation of time, even if one or two people are counted in the old and dead, it is possible to achieve a five-one product that has no ancients before and no one after Xu Fengnian for the Wu family's nine swords to go to Beimang, just heard a shouge slave say that at that time, there were swordsmen in Beimang who claimed to be land sword immortals, and threatened that there was no sword in the Central Plains.
However, Xu Fengnian didn't take this statement seriously, although the Wu family has always been above the top and has always looked down on the swordsmen in the world, but no matter how reckless, he will not go out to Beimang, he once asked Li Chungang during his travels, and the old man in sheepskin Qiu just babbled and said a sentence about the western sword and the eastern introduction, so he no longer explained.
With the content written by Aunt Sweet Potato, Xu Fengnian learned a rough idea, the nine swords against ten thousand horses, not fighting for each other, but handed over to the strongest one, the Heavenly Elephant Realm sword crown as the formation eye, and the eight people took turns to be the sword master and sword attendant, and finally became a shocking sword array, you can imagine the dense ten thousand horses, the scene of the death surrounding the nine people, desolate and bloody, one by one iron cavalry charge, plus thousands of flying swords to take the head, what a sword qi can be sung and cried Xu Fengnian was amazed and amazed, leaned back in his chair, and said to himself: "This sword formation needs top swordsmen to build, it is impossible to use it in the battlefield battle formation, whether it can be like the set of boxing techniques of bull riding seems to be very difficult, the masters of the rivers and lakes are impatient with rules and regulations, and they are just climbing towards a stable martial arts, and fools are willing to fight for their lives."
But if you can get the rough embryo of the sword array, it doesn't seem realistic to find the Wu family's sword mound.
Will there be secret copywriting in the Beimang Royal Court, even if there is, it is even more unrealistic, this is not something that can be exchanged for gold and silver. ” Sweet potato chuckled and said, "If you really want it, you can use the dead soldiers lurking in the royal court to do it." ” Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "That's too unworthy of human life, it's not worth it." ” Sweet potato snorted.
Xu Fengnian didn't raise his head, continued to read, and said: "Don't use your brain, don't let you join in this fun, do you hear it?"
The sweet potato hummed softly nasally.
Xu Fengnian raised his head and smiled: "Don't be sloppy with me" The sweet potato eyebrows and eyes were infinitely charming, wrinkled his small and delicate nose, and said in a very rare childish manner: "I know" In Xu Fengnian's impression, in addition to abiding by her duty as a maid, she is like a meticulous sister, unable to find flaws, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
A few second-class maids in the courtyard have been with His Royal Highness the Prince for a long time, and knowing his good temper, they will be a little scoundrel and naughty, but the sweet potato who has never been angry and has a black face and a blue bird with a cold temperament have never crossed the slightest step forward for more than ten years.
Xu Fengnian lowered his head again, looked at it, and retracted his hand coldly.
The curious sweet potato looked at it, and the four characters of Tuoba Bodhisattva came into view, and he smiled.
When you come to Beimang, how can you bypass the Bodhisattva of this martial god, not to mention that Gongzi also has a life and death relationship with Tuoba Spring Falcon.
The full three pages are about the Beimang military god, according to the handwriting format, it is accumulated several times, almost every time Tuoba Bodhisattva jumps into the realm, the female Dunhuang city lord writes a feeling.
Xu Fengnian read it upside down and repeatedly, tirelessly, Sweet Potato glanced at the dragon spit bead on the table, and at lunchtime, she quietly left the house, and then quickly came in with a food box, Xu Fengnian picked up the rice indiscriminately, and continued to read the three pages of precious words, Sweet Potato moved a chair to sit beside him, and saw that there were rice grains in the corner of his mouth, so he reached out and picked it up and put it in his mouth.
Xu Fengnian didn't care either, he had been with sweet potatoes for many years, and it can be said that his first juvenile sperm loss was the mess she cleaned up, and everything was always very heartwarming, even the two braces last night were a matter of course, what else is there to be hypocritical Sweet potato took the food box, sat down and said softly: "If the slave dies today, will the son remember the sweet potato for the rest of his life?"
Xu Fengnian said calmly: "Sweet potato, if you dare to die, I dare to forget you and forget it completely."
I do what I say. ” Sweet potato's eyes were red, but he smiled and said, "Childe is really ruthless."
To be continued: