On the secluded yellow sand land bordering the two states of Youhe before, some untimely figures somehow appeared, a young boy wearing a tattered leather jacket and a white scarf on his head, was busy shouting and driving away the sheep, the border land was barren, fortunately, compared with other seasons, the spring grass was still quite fat, but even so, six or seven old goats were still thin and dirty, looking like a group of old people in the twilight.
The child tightened a straw rope belt around his waist, his cheeks were dark and emaciated, he had a sunken wooden pole under his armpit, and an old sheep whip in his hand.
Beiliang is still martial, the folk customs are strong, and there are many "nests" rich in hard handles, because often the masters in the eyes of the common people are a big nest, that is, women and children will also have some tricks, like Youzhou There is a proverb here, ten sheep handle nine will box.
This is the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence is that there can only be one big gun in the nine boxers, which means that it is easy to practice boxing and difficult to practice guns.
It's just that since ancient times, he has been poor and rich, and such a child from a poor family will not be able to touch the threshold of gunnery for the rest of his life.
After that, the child saw the terrifying scene more than ten miles away in the south, all of a sudden the earth shook, all of a sudden the yellow sand pulled out of the ground, a moment of lightning and thunder, a moment of light clouds and light wind, the child was curious, thinking that the sheep would not get lost in the way, and began to carry the whip and drag the pole to the south, he was yellow and thin, but the foot strength was not too weak, the north was cold and cold, the children of the bitter family, the body bones were really poor, and they could not survive the winter, and they could not tolerate laziness, so the children who grew up in the northwest and ate the sand were shorter and thiner, Against the seemingly tall peers on the side of the rich Jiangnan, if you really want to fight and fight, it will definitely be the latter who loses.
The boy ran south, hunched all the way forward, and was unusually swift.
During the run and a few times when he rested and gasped, there were inexplicable explosions not far away, and it was human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
The sheep herding boy was so ignorant and slowly approached the place of the big war.
Xu Fengnian's soul fluttered and found Huang Longshi and Hehe girl.
When Huang Sanjia, who had counted the spring and autumn periods, saw this scene, the old man holding the girl couldn't help but be shocked and stunned, the lord with the heaviest authority from Yang was really going to die like this, and he had only been the emperor of the Northwest for a few days The way to die is vigorous, and he has a death battle with Wang Xianzhi, but the world loves the words "although he is defeated", but he doesn't like that he is still glorious even if he dies.
Huang Longshi sat cross-legged, holding his stupid girl in his arms with gentle movements, and felt a little emotion in his heart, in Tai'an City, he didn't calculate the choice of the wooden sword ranger, and this time he still failed to calculate the life and death choice of another young man.
But no matter what, the kid surnamed Xu still came as promised, and the two soulless Xu Fengnian held Jia Jiajia's palm respectively, transitioned to her last "anger", and tried their best to wash away the calamity planted by the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, and the girl's face gradually improved, tending to be ruddy.
Huang Longshi has come a long way in his life, and he has seen too many things in the world, the emperor will be a pawn of the dealer, the three sects and nine streams are mixed, the old man has quietly entered Beiliang several times, not only is he optimistic that Chen Zhibao is far better than Xu Fengnian, and even his appreciation of Yuan Zuozong is heavier than that of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, in the eyes of the old man, the trick of hiding and defiling himself is not a clever means worthy of admiration, this kid is born noble, and he can be constantly assassinated by a little infamy, and it is also his life.
Speaking of the tragic ending, the people in Xiangfan City who were cooked by their relatives in the pot, the country was ruined, the family was ruined, and the children who were sold to others by their ruthless parents were not miserable, and the little girl in her arms also had a miserable life.
All living beings are suffering, and most of them are unspeakably suffering.
Even if Huang Longshi saw Xu Fengnian resolutely go down the mountain to intercept Wang Xianzhi without a perfect strategy, he was only a little surprised, and took it more for granted, this was what he owed the girl in his arms, and even felt that this kid was scheming in his heart, and he hoped that he Huang Longshi would help, but only when the overall situation was decided at this time, Huang Longshi was really moved, and asked softly: "No regrets" Xu Fengnian shook his head with a smile, although he opened his mouth silently, it was enough for Huang Longshan to know the general meaning: "The reason why I came here is that in addition to having an agreement, it is one thing, and I also know that even if I spare no effort, I can't beat that old horseman, since it is all a death anyway, it is better to live one more."
Seniors don't have to think too complicated. ” The two asked and answered.
"Why don't you hide in the border army and avoid fighting, no matter how powerful Wang Lao Wei is, he will have to kill until he is soft to see you."
"I did think so, but in this way, the military spirit that Bei Liang had finally gathered would collapse, and if Wang Xianzhi chose to assassinate in anger, I wouldn't be able to dodge.
And with the heart of cowardice, Gao Shulu's divine will repel me more and more, as long as Wang Xianzhi is caught at that time, even if my third soul returns from a long journey, there is no root, but it is even more destined to die when I meet.
Rather than die, it is better to fight in a dignified manner, it is best to survive, even if he dies, presumably with Wang Xianzhi's mind and bearing, he will not personally say that the new Liang King died in his hands, and when the time comes, a fake Liang King who looks like me will have a place to use. ” "They are all people who are going to die, and I still think that the Xu family will continue to guard the northwest gate of the imperial court and the people will die, and it is true, it seems that the old man used to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
"Naturally, it's not for the Zhao family to guard the country, or even for the people of the Central Plains, it's nothing more than the family business passed down by Xu Xiao, I promised him to carry it, it's as simple as that.
On top of that, it is always good that the south can suffer fewer sins and fewer deaths. ” "First there is Chen Zhibao and then there is Wang Xianzhi, these two mountains are not much lower than the two Xu Xiao and Zhang Julu faced by the emperor of the Zhao family, you can understand the grievances here."
"Cutting the feudal domain is the trend of the times, but the Xu and Zhao families are on opposite sides, I never deny that Tai'an City is a Ming monarch, on the contrary, he can not only open the country like his ancestors, but also make the dynasty prosperous, even if it is left at the end of a dynasty, maybe he can also turn the tide and continue the country, but this does not prevent me from being mortal enemies with him.
However, he wants Zhang Julu not to die well, it should belong to going against the current, and the children of the people in the wilderness are constantly pouring into the temple and squeezing out the position of the Chinese gatekeeper, which is not something he can resist alone.
The predecessors spent 20 years to overturn the spring and autumn fields, and Master Li Yishan was full of praise.
In the last years of Yonghui, the predecessors infiltrated Beiliang for the third time, and after meeting Chen Zhibao, Xu Xiao once secretly mobilized most of the elite of the Fushui Society and the seven hundred Qiushui light cavalry, led by Lu Qiuer and Xu Yanbing personally, and it was bound to leave the seniors, but the master was determined to stop it, so he did not dispatch. ” "There's such a thing" "Hmm."
"There are many people who praise the old man in private, but only Li Yishan's comments on the ambition of the high world and the talent of the world can be regarded as in one sentence.
Do you know why?"
"I don't know."
In the casual conversation, one of the two "Xu Fengnian" swallowed the calamity in the girl's body, and the other helped her instill the divine will.
Huang Longshi smiled and said, "I don't know.
In another book, there is an ancient man named Kong Zhiqi, wrote an ancient text called Beishan Yiwen, which is eight characters, very suitable for my heart, amorous Zhang said, frost and autumn, Huang Tingjian extended it in later generations, and wrote a sentence, the young talent received the noble tour, and the old man was loyal and righteous. ” The two Xu Fengnian were a little puzzled, but they didn't think deeply about it.
Huang Longshi thought about it, stretched out his palm to wipe the yellow sand ground at his feet, and wrote fourteen words with his fingers.
The old man then muttered to himself, "It can be described as timeless, and it is extremely worldly. ” As a person who forgets his worries, Xu Fengnian's soul nodded.
Huang Longshi continued to use his fingers to make a pen, sand to make paper, and wrote the second sentence, which can be said to be the same as a person, the fish knows that the water is cold and the water is warm; Unexpectedly, spring does not matter whether the flowers bloom or fall.
Xu Fengnian, who borrowed Wang Xiaoping's sword, laughed at it.
Huang Longshi quickly wrote down the third sentence, there is no end to poverty, and there is no long-term misfortune.
The old man then looked up at Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian nodded and shook his head again.
Huang Longshi looked down at the little girl in his arms who turned around from the ghost gate and returned, and said softly: "The old man once used Wen Hua to calculate you personally, you don't hold grudges" "How can you not hold grudges, it's just that the hatred is big and small, and there is a sequence of revenge, and it's just too late to take revenge."
"That's the way it should be."
Huang Longshi nodded and said: "I mentioned the poems in a certain book before, as far as the old puppet Wang Xianzhi is concerned, he is already old-fashioned and dignified, but he is 100 years old, and as the first person in the world, in the end, it is not a kind move to bully a junior who has not yet reached the age of establishment." ” Xu Fengnian, who rushed to the battlefield with a gun, stared at the girl gently, "Everyone has their own way of living, but some fundamental truths are the same, but Wang Xianzhi has a sentence that blocks all the words, and his fists are hard, so he can not listen to other people's truths."
Since I lost, I have no way to reason. ” Having said that, the hehe girl was about to wake up, and the two Xu Fengnian had done their best, so they stood up and left abruptly.
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Huang Longshi saw the two of them go away, his expression became solemn, he looked at the sky, gently put down the girl who opened her eyes leisurely, stood up, and said to himself: "The old man can't trust anyone, he is used to speculating about others with the greatest malice, you Xu Fengnian is in a place where there is no retreat, and you still satisfy the old man with doing things, it seems that the old man really misjudged you in the past."
Huang Longshi turned his head with a smile, as if he was asking himself and answering, "Xu Fengnian, you definitely don't know that the reason why the last person who traveled to the Spring and Autumn Period couldn't get out of the Spring and Autumn Period was because the old man deliberately closed this book, so he couldn't get out of that page."
The matter has come to this point, and the old man is no longer good at hiding it, both to help you and to help himself. ” The old man sighed with emotion: "Who knows the big dream first." ” Huang Longshi took a deep breath, "The old man could have achieved the realm of Confucianism and Sainthood, and he has been deliberately suppressing it, otherwise he would not have come out of a fleeting Xuanyuan Jingcheng after the Spring and Autumn Period."
The old man will give you a real getaway. ” Huang Longshi raised his arm, stroked and pointed.
Four words were written.
"I write spring and autumn to respect heaven and earth" Flip through the book and open the door.
Huang Longshi's body was really like opening the door, and one of them stepped out of it, and replied softly: "Heaven and earth naturally respect me." ” The white emperor of the court is among the clouds.
The White Emperor, in ancient books, is one of the five Heavenly Emperors, who is in charge of all Western gods.
Wang Xianzhi looked at the colorful clouds gathering and scattering overhead, and occasionally had an understanding, and roughly knew his life experience, no wonder he would not deal with the Zhenwu Emperor of the god of the north.
Wang Xianzhi did not stop Xu Fengnian's soul from escaping, nor did he stop them from returning.
Feeling the faint breath of Xu Fengnian lying in a pool of blood, Wang Xianzhi looked at the northern sky from afar, 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 stream of fireflies crashed into Xu Fengnian's body in the bloody water.
Wang Xianzhi frowned and turned to look over there.
Xu Fengnian touched the ground on one knee, pressed the earth with one hand, and said softly: "You don't have to go to the sky to fight again." ” Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes, staring at the young man who had only been seen in his life, and was a little puzzled, he was not dead yet The old man glanced at the situation on Huang Longshi's side, and soon realized that this young vassal king had taken a different path than Yuan Qingshan in Beimang, thinking about the fusion of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but unfortunately there was a lack of the crucial Confucian style, and Wang Xianzhi didn't think that there was anyone in the world who could make Xu Fengnian well versed in this realm, and if Cao Changqing gave up his body to cultivate the Tao Okay, there are five or six points possible, but this Tsing Yi official wants to return to the country, even if he adds Xu Feng's young eyes, it is impossible to be rash and come to make wedding clothes for others as soon as Xichu recovers.
But Wang Xianzhi only didn't expect that the cold-eyed and cold-hearted Huang Sanjia would act like this, and he really made the last Spring and Autumn Wanderer big It means that this kind of gift inheritance does not mean that one person can give it to another person and receive it.
Just like when Xu Fengnian went to Wudang Mountain to practice swordsmanship, Wang Chonglou did not hesitate to send out the rhubarb court for cultivation, but in the end, he only gave six or seven points, and the damage was quite serious, far from allowing the young prince palace to prove immortality in the next step.
Huang Longshi's behavior is tantamount to a gamble , if it is sent out of the realm, but there is no way to make "Xu Fengnian" accept it all, and only achieve most of the Confucian saints who do not contribute to the ending, it will really be a late season, and it will make the biggest joke in the world.
At the moment, Wang Xianzhi's injuries are not fatal, but they are not light.
Especially that instant gun, it was the most embarrassing since he reached the top of the martial arts Jiazi, so that the old man could not let go, it was not a matter of the severity of the injury, but that Wang Xianzhi couldn't dodge it no matter how he deduced it afterwards.
Xu Fengnian grabbed a handful of gravel, stood up, spread out his palms, the yellow sand was blown away by the wind, thrown into the air, a line away, seeping into those colorful clouds, like mud sprinkled brocade, instantly dispersed the wind flow.
Xu Fengnian's three souls and six spirits have all returned, and although the face torn apart by Wang Xianzhi has not healed, it is still shocking, but the momentum is majestic and incomparable.
Wang Xianzhi's expression was calm, but there was a slight wave in his heart.
The divine will to fight has never been so high as it is at this time.
It's like a person standing alone on the tallest building, and finally seeing a second person walk into the roof.
There is no first article, so it is light.
Wu Wu has no second, so kill each other It has always been for the juniors to show all kinds of amazing pioneers, and I have not moved Wang Xianzhi, one step back, one step forward, and the first time I took the initiative to make a starting pose.
Xu Fengnian swept out in one step, and there was an extra short knife in his hand, and he lifted the spring thunder.
The second step is long, and there is a slightly longer knife, which is embroidered in winter.
The two knives that the white fox gave or borrowed accompanied him through the two rivers and lakes of Liyang and Beimang.
Left spring thunder right embroidered winter.
Xu Fengnian had two knives in his hands, and rushed to Wang Xianzhi in an instant, and the embroidered winter knife was chopped down.
Wang Xianzhi raised his hand to hold the blade of the embroidered winter knife that did not bloom at all.
The right hand was about to burst out, trying to smash the man's chest in one fell swoop.
It is true that the young man's divine will has climbed to the peak, but Gao Shulu's body is still shaky.
It's just that before Wang Xianzhi made a move, the Chunlei short knife that he was carrying upside down came sideways, and it was Wang Xianzhi who was eleven points faster.
Both knives looked at the clouds and the wind was light, except for a quick word, it seemed that there was no other mystery.
But Wang Xianzhi actually blocked the short knife with his elbow, and then retreated.
Xu Fengnian followed him like a shadow, always keeping a knife distance from Wang Xianzhi, and the embroidered winter knife stabbed Wang Xianzhi directly into the wound pierced by the instant gun.
Wang Xianzhi was not afraid, and let this dangerous knife stab, but smashed a fist into Xu Fengnian's neck.
Xu Fengnian's figure swayed, and the embroidered winter left his hand, which was able to dodge Wang Xianzhi's heavy punch, floated sideways past Wang Xianzhi, and then held the embroidered winter knife that came out of his body behind Wang Xianzhi.
What a stroll.
Because he failed to plant a follow-up qi machine on the embroidered winter knife, this knife seemed to hit Wang Xianzhi hard, but in fact, the humiliation was heavier.
Wang Xianzhi was finally forced to the point of being careful, and instead of turning around to chase and kill, he totoed a little and hit Xu Fengnian with his back.
Make up your mind, it doesn't hurt to carry a few knives, as long as Xu Fengnian's physique is completely defeated, then the overall situation is decided.
Xu Fengnian, who had his back to Wang Xianzhi, moved a few steps sideways, and passed by Wang Xianzhi, and when the two happened to meet their eyes, Xu Fengnian wiped Wang Xianzhi's neck with a knife.
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Wang Xianzhi suddenly accelerated, not only lowered his head to dodge the clear blade, but stumbled slightly into Xu Fengnian's side, pushed it out with one palm, and pushed it towards Xu Fengnian's shoulder.
Xu Fengnian twisted his toes, turned half a circle, and just used the inverted Spring Thunder Knife to block Wang Xianzhi's palm.
Wang Xianzhi changed his palm into a grip, grabbed the blade between the tiger's mouth, and was about to cut off the short knife.
Unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian waved the embroidered winter knife very casually, and the tip of the knife wiped the handle of Chunlei, and the latter rotated more than once, not only dodging Wang Xianzhi's grip on the knife and the subsequent intention of destroying the knife, but also the short knife actually spun around the old man quickly, and finally fell back into Xu Fengnian's hands.
Wang Xianzhi kicked out, Xu Fengnian jumped high, Wang Xianzhi threw a punch, no longer expecting his fist to reach the flesh, but exploded with his fist.
Wang Xianzhi looked embarrassed, but the power of this fist was obviously beyond all previous tricks.
It can be seen that the old man still has spare strength.
Xu Fengnian's figure disappeared in a flash. appeared a few feet away, with two knives and knives, and his sleeves fluttered.
It's also a hidden mystery.
When Wang Xianzhi ran forward, he laughed loudly: "It's so unpleasant."
Xu Fengnian did not speak.
When Wang Xianzhi was about to rush in front of him, he threw the Spring Thunder Knife into the air at will, changing from holding Xiudong with his right hand to holding the knife with both hands, and crashed into Wang Xianzhi with all his might.
Wang Xianzhi and Xu Fengnian froze a little at the same time.
Then on the battlefield, as long as Wang Xianzhi went, a figure appeared.
Then kill Xu Fengnian together And Xu Fengnian continued to run forward without hesitation, and Xiudong slashed towards an open space where there was no figure of Wang Xianzhi.
After an instant, a Wang Xianzhi slid backwards for a few feet, a trace of blood appeared on his forehead, and blood slowly oozed out.
At the same time, hundreds of Wang Xianzhi dissipated.
The world must not be able to imagine that the dignified Wang Xianzhi will also have a time when he will be lowered by others.
Xu Fengnian continued to get closer, pointing in front of Wang Xianzhi with an embroidered winter knife.
The knife is pointed.
Countless minor wounds appeared on Wang Xianzhi's body. did not let Wang Xianzhi succeed in getting close, but he could leave a record on Wang Xianzhi every time.
The Spring Thunder Knife that was thrown into the air reached its peak and began to fall.
Wang Xianzhi was probably exhausted by such tireless and precise calculations, and the next hand-to-hand fight between the two sides was extremely fast, and the wounds stabbed by the embroidered winter knife on his body became deeper and deeper, but Wang Xianzhi was also getting closer and closer to Xu Fengnian.
The most dangerous time was that Wang Xianzhi's palm almost pinched Xu Fengnian's neck, and Xu Fengnian's embroidered winter knife almost cut off Wang Xianzhi.
It's just that both of them gave up this ending of hopeful exchange of surnames.
The falling Spring Thunder Knife was getting closer and closer to the battlefield on the ground.
The ground under the feet of the two was shattered and mottled, and it was unbearable.
But no matter how imposing the two sides were in a hurry, the yellow sand was always stationary, not moving.
The difference between victory and defeat is a millimeter.
Wang Xianzhi contributed 12 points. is still in the predicament of being cut by a slow knife.
Intentionally or unintentionally, the Spring Thunder Knife had fallen one foot above Xu Fengnian's head.
Xu Fengnian, who was already a left-handed knife, skyrocketed.
The space he tossed and turned had been squeezed to the extreme by Wang Xianzhi.
If there is no new move, it is impossible to escape death.
But as long as he could hold the dagger. can give birth to variables.
Because Wang Xianzhi's air is traveling thousands of miles, although the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and the qi is getting stronger and stronger, but he is also about to face the end.
Both know it.
Wang Xianzhi smiled and said that he was not happy, even if he was laughing at Xu Fengnian, he was also laughing at himself, so from the beginning, Wang Xianzhi actually planned to settle the life and death of both parties in one go.
At the last moment, Xu Fengnian fought hard and punched, and he also wanted to catch the Spring Thunder Knife.
As long as he can hold the knife.
You can turn the tide of battle by taking advantage of the situation.
But Wang Xianzhi actually stopped his body after half a punch.
In one go, it was unexpectedly reversed again.
It is necessary to form a majestic new air.
In the battle of the same realm, the flow of the qi machine flows, the flow of words in the front, the transfer of words in the back, the flow speed can grasp the advantages and disadvantages of the situation, but the instant transformation can determine life and death.
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Wang Xianzhi's final battle in the world, and the final closing hand, lies in this unprecedented round trip, and the trick lies in the word "pour".
Wang Xianzhi withdrew half of his fist without warning, deliberately letting Xu Fengnian hold the knife, so as to reverse it first, and then kill with one blow Suddenly.
The old man had a strange look.
Xu Fengnian didn't hold the Spring Thunder Knife that was close at hand.
Wang Xianzhi withdrew his hand to ventilate, while Xu Fengnian withdrew his hand and continued to use the knife.
On the contrary, Xu Fengnian seized the opportunity.
What Wang Xianzhi didn't expect was that Xu Fengnian's embroidered winter knife accurately crashed into the node of his old and new qi, not his heart, not his neck, but a trick that usually seemed insignificant.
Xu Fengnian rushed forward with a "collision knife".
He even pressed his left hand on the back of the knife.
Wang Xianzhi was taken back and retreated dozens of feet.
No matter how old-fashioned it is, it can't stop the arrival of the new winter season.
Wang Xianzhi, whose qi collapsed sharply, was full of white hair and fluttered wildly.
Xu Fengnian lifted the knife obliquely, reported it back, lifted Wang Xianzhi's burly body off the ground, did not pull out the embroidered winter knife used to suppress the qi, and after letting go of his right hand, his left hand held the spring thunder that had been following behind him.
Before Wang Xianzhi pulled out the embroidery winter with both hands, Xu Fengnian's spring thunder knife passed through Wang Xianzhi's head.
The embroidered winter knife was not pulled out.
The same is true for the Spring Thunder Knife.
The Spring Thunder Knife that pierced the skull hovered.
So he forcibly hung Wang Xianzhi in the air.
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