This is undoubtedly a spectacle scene, a picture destined to be passed on for a long time.
Sui Slope Valley was quickly suppressed by tens of thousands of flying swords almost in an instant, a moment ago, the visitors outside the Danchongping only felt that there were black clouds covering the sky and the sun, the next moment, those "black clouds" fell on the world, inserted the entire Dan Seed Ping, the number of flying swords that broke through the sky was too huge, so that the layers were tightly clustered together, and soon the Sui Slope Valley disappeared from everyone's sight, in addition to the sword or sword, the young King of Beiliang was like using the immortal magic power of moving mountains and seas, and created a majestic and magnificent sword mountain out of thin air.
At first, the sword mountain still had visible shaking, but the shaking gradually decreased, and as the sword added sword to sword endlessly, the sword mountain became taller and more stable, until the entire "mountain" was completely unmoving.
Everyone outside Danchongping was dumbfounded, they had seen a fight, but they had never seen such a fight.
At this time, if he is not convinced, Xu Fengnian has become the first person in the world for some reason, and he is finally convinced.
Pessimists who no longer have confidence in the imminent reckless war also think that they can believe that Xu Fengnian once.
Shu Dao is the last famous sword to fall, as if it was inadlessly thrown on the top of Sword Mountain.
Originally, there were signs of loosening in the sword mountain, which was completely out of "life", and occasionally one or two inclined flying swords slipped down the sword mountain and fell outside the Danchongping.
The corners of the mouth of a tall woman standing under the eaves at the far end of the street curled, she glanced at the Feilai Sword Peak, which was more than thirty zhang high, and sneered: "If you don't roll, your century-old reputation will be ruined." ” Xu Fengnian did not stand at the foot of the mountain, nor did he return to the carriage, but quietly appeared under the same roof.
The woman who was taller than him looked at him, only to see Xu Fengnian's face pale, but his expression was radiant, and it seemed to be contradictory, but in fact, it was not, the peace of the platform was regarded as a matter of course, and her master was the same back then, his body was not strong, and he was more like a weak reader, but the master's eyes were always as clean as the young man in front of him at this time, so clean that the master stretched out his hand to the cross-river python for her for the first time, and she forgot to appreciate the Baizhang white python that was in its transformation.
She only had the eyes of her emaciated master.
Even after decades, Master's mantra still seems to be in my ears.
"Silly big guy." staring at Xu Fengnian's platform, she smiled calmly, like a little girl who had gone through a lot of hard work to find her favorite object.
Xu Fengnian didn't know what was going on, but he was a little creepy.
Not to mention that a 100-year-old woman suddenly revealed such a childish attitude, Rao is Xu Fengnian's face and mind were also a little unbearable.
Xu Fengnian, who wanted to chat for a few words, quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth back to his stomach.
The calm gaffe quickly dissipated, and he returned to the indifferent expression of the Great Grandmaster of the Southern Qi Cultivator, shifted his gaze, and said calmly: "What is the name of this sword?"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Give a well-known name to the move, isn't that something that only ordinary people would do, and the predecessors of Shantai also have such a tacky habit."
She said: "I also have to eat, drink, and sleep, and I can burp and fart, so it's not good."
Xu Fengnian persuaded Wen Hua not to be too infatuated with the unattainable heroines and fairies on the rivers and lakes, because they also have to, and it is difficult for them to and pull out a flower and the calm self-deprecation of the platform, but there is a similarity.
But after all, this is the indignation of the beggar Xu when he was in trouble, and now it is difficult to have this state of mind of happiness in suffering.
The corners of Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched, and he sneered: "It's different, this is unbearable for others to say, but when it comes out of the mouth of the senior of Tangtai, it still smells like a fairy spirit." ” Tantai calmly looked past the crowd that still refused to disperse, looked at the tens of thousands of swords piled up into a mountain, and sighed: "Congratulations to the King of Beiliang for returning to the realm of heaven and man. ” Xu Fengnian lowered his voice and said, "If one day" She interrupted Xu Fengnian's words and gave a straightforward answer: "I can borrow you." ” Xu Fengnian pursed his lips, it is easy to talk to smart people, but boring is really boring.
He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the magnificent sword mountain that should have been moved only by the co-owner of the sword of the world, and remembered some of the past.
Once upon a time, he liked swords and sabers but was an embroidered pillow, and she hid a rune, which was no better.
Xu Fengnian couldn't help but sigh.
Yutai asked calmly: "When will you go to the border of Liangzhou to supervise the battle?"
Xu Fengnian said slowly: "It's just a matter of the past few days, let's wait for the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau to send the new king python robe." ” Liangzhou City takes Dan Chongping as the center of the circle, and the congestion is impassable, because the end of this war is too fast and unstoppable, many people outside only see the scene of the flying sword like locust falling sword like rain, and do not know that this contest has ended, and it is still to kill all the way to Dan Chongping, which makes a large number of spectators in the center of the circle not want to go out at all, it can be said that most of the residents of Liangzhou City have either arrived, or on the way to watch the battle, tossing is more lively than the New Year.
Beiliang is actually far from being like Tai'an City, which likes to come to the empty alley every three or five times, but this trip is too lively to meet in a hundred years, and the Beiliang warriors were suppressed by the army to half death.
In the vast sea of people, about half a mile away from Danchongping, there was a pair of women with diametrically opposite temperaments but extraordinary identities, and the two looked at each other.
They are Song Huangmei, the only daughter of Song Yan in Lingzhou, and Li Yingzhen, the daughter of Master Li Gongde, who didn't want to join in the excitement at first, but he really couldn't survive Song Huangmei, who likes to dance and make swords, so he ran reluctantly, and the carriage was blocked halfway, with Song Huangmei's jumping lively, he jumped on the roof of the car without saying a word, and Li Yingzhen stood behind the horseman, so he didn't miss the picture of the flying sword falling.
Song Huangmei, who was standing on the roof of the carriage, waited for a long time, and did not wait for the result of tens of thousands of flying swords splashing and bounce on the sword mountain, both surprised and disappointed, jumped to Li Yingzhen's side, his face was still unfinished, and he sighed: "What's the matter, we didn't come in vain, let's be angry, if you don't come, I regret you."
Li Yingzhen's expression was indifferent.
Song Huangmei was not surprised by this, clenched his fist and smashed it into the palm of his other hand, and said to himself: "No, I must learn from that guy even if I bring him tea and water every day, it doesn't matter, such a top master, if you don't use it as a master, it's not a tyrannical thing."
Li Yingzhen wanted to speak and stopped, Song Huangmei looked at her with a pitiful face, and begged: "Sister Chengzhen, my good sister, I know that you and that guy are childhood sweethearts, you talk better than me, or you can help me intercede."
Li Yingzhen glared and said: "I persuade you to die of this heart" Li Yingzhen tilted his head slightly, and his tone was cold: "I have never been at eye to eye with him."
Song Huangmei said with a hippie smile: "It is better to settle the enemy than to tie the knot, not to mention that men and women can become enemies, which shows that there is fate." ” Li Yingzhen snorted coldly, "That's also fate." ” Song Huangmei rolled his eyes, seeing that this road didn't work, he thought that it would be better to support himself, racking his brains to think about how to sneak into the Qingliang Mountain Palace, in order to be able to practice swords with him, the woman was reserved and everyone was beautiful, so let them go with the wind.
Li Yingzhen was wandering thousands of miles at this moment, absent-minded.
Now the situation in Beiliang can be described as changing rapidly, with Song Dongming as the deputy envoy who is not right, the officialdom of Beiliang knows that this year is very likely to be the last time for Li Gongde to serve as the first civil official, and at that time, the economic strategy made the adult in Lingzhou military and political changes unsatisfactory, although he gave birth to a good son who was angry, he was still closely implicated with the Xu family, but once a son of heaven and a courtier is a rule since ancient times, and it is not the situation of Shunshun as a peace official, Lord Li, who has a mediocre reputation, may not be able to keep his official position when Beimang's million-strong army is pressing.
As a result, the noisy courtyard is far inferior to the Lingzhou Economic Envoy's Mansion a few years ago, and the more deserted it is, the new and old people in the officialdom have all gone to the familiar faces of Xu Beiji and Song Yan.
Li Chengzhen has always been indifferent to the ups and downs of officialdom, but as his father gets older, and there are no junior children who can tease his grandson, he is idle at home all day to deal with those flowers, grasses, fish and insects, Li Chengzhen doesn't understand that it is because his father's official addiction has suddenly disappeared, or he is resigned to his future.
But Li Yingzhen is still more accustomed to the father who greets and plays tricks with officials big and small every day, he is high-spirited every day, and he knows who to see tomorrow and what to say every day, instead of living a leisurely life like now and being a rich old idler.
Li Yingzhen had an impulse for no reason.
If I beg you for the first time, will you agree to let my father be a little more envoy to Beiliangjing Li Zhenzhen laughed at himself and shook his head.
Li Yingzhen, Li Yingzhen, why do you have such ridiculous and funny thoughts Song Huangmei understands the character of this negative sister, and she is stubborn, even if she can't get it back, she will never want her to help her introduce her.
Song Huangmei smiled and approached Li Yingzhen, "Sister Zhenzhen, I've always been curious, how did the Lord give you this strange name, it's even rarer than me."
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What is negative and what is true" Li Chengzhen was stunned for a moment, this question really stumped her, she had never thought deeply about her name, and she always felt that Xing might be the long-standing negative and innocent, probably because her father thought that her daughter could be carefree for the rest of her life.
Song Huangmei saw that she was silent, so he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, and said to himself: "I always heard that guy once invited the Zhenwu Emperor on the Spring God Lake, and with one fist, he destroyed the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain invited by the little heavenly master Zhao Ningshen.
In the past, I thought there were no gods in the world, but now I think it's really hard to say. ” Speaking of this, Song Huangmei laughed and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, there is also a real word in the Emperor Zhenwu." ” Zhenwu Li Yingzhen smiled.
And then suddenly I couldn't laugh.
There's a word for disappointment. “”: