A few days ago, the Dragon Prince flooded the Spring God Lake and flooded the three armies, giving people all over Qingzhou something to talk about after dinner. It didn't take long, one wave after another, and under Xiangfan City, there was the sword fairy again. For an ordinary person, one sword can break armor for six hundred and fifty.
Mom, those are the most elite 600-strong armored cavalry under King Jingan. Even if they are not as good as Xu Xiao's Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, they are not something ordinary soldiers and horses can match!
It is said that in front of Xiangfan City that day, the sword chanted like a dragon, the sword energy billowed, and the purple gas steamed up, making the heaven and earth eclipse.
People don't know what the sword god Li Chungang's two-sleeved green snakes are like, but they can't imagine the dragon-like purple energy. I'm lucky enough to have seen the purple energy coming from the east to break the armor with a sword. I just feel that my mind is about to be destroyed. The purple sword energy is assimilated.
Some people say that the swordsman outside the city is the Dragon Prince who summoned wind and rain on the Spring God Lake. Some people argue with blushing necks. The reason is simple. The Dragon Prince has feet on strange beasts, controls water dragons, and has wind and rain with him every time he moves. Just as he stared, dragon roars exploded across the sky and earth. Even though the swordsman was also dressed in purple, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was a master of swordsmanship. Even those who did not practice swordsmanship could clearly feel the awe-inspiring soaring sword intent.
But why did that swordsman-like figure face the Qingzhou heavy armored cavalry?
Is it possible that people who are new to the world now don't want to tread water across the river, but instead use a sword to pierce armor?
After Yi Sword's Purple Qi came from the East, besides the arty young masters and sword-wielding knights who loved romance, many people were also keen on the purple clothes. Many people gritted their teeth and scrimped, just to get a piece of material. But, it's a purple robe.
They have never seen the famous Li Chungang, nor have they seen Wang Xianzhi, who controls a city by one person, but they have seen that person dressed in purple and with a sword as strong as a dragon!
I have a sword that can move mountains, cut off rivers, and overturn seas. They didn’t believe it before, but now they do!
If anyone doesn't believe it, those sword practitioners will beat him so hard that his parents won't even recognize him.
There were even some people who were practicing swordsmanship and spear practice. After seeing that sword, they simply stopped practicing. They all went to the blacksmith shop to buy a sword and switched to kendo.
There is no future in playing with knives and guns!
This is like the owner of a clothing store and a blacksmith shop, who even poops with a smile on his face.
Two hundred miles north of Xiangfan City, Wen Hua was about to be driven away by a dog. He really didn't want to run away anymore and felt that he had run far enough. He took off the broken wine gourd from his waist and took a sudden sip. I was reluctant to drink the strong drink to suppress my shock.
When the pain in his chest stopped, he cursed and said: "Damn it, you know there is no free food and wine in this world. I just ate a few mouthfuls of your meat and drank two sips of wine, and then I was chased by Qingzhou dogs. "Zhuhu, you killed this person, and you have half a copper-cent relationship with me?"
Being chased is actually nothing. After all, after all these years of stealing melons from the fields, there are rare times when he, a gentle man, is not being chased. Not only is he chased, but he is also chased by a woman with a pockmarked face holding a broom. Smoked? But if you still chase him when he poops, and don't even let anyone wipe his butt, it's just not lawful. Is there any justice?
It’s natural to eat, poop and wipe your butt!
"No, you have to find a place with water to wash it off. It's a bit smelly." Wen Hua raised his hand and smelled the hand that had just taken out his crotch. He quickly frowned and turned his face away. The smell was very strong. Who could Who knows if you smell it.
After finding a puddle to wash up, Wen Hua practiced swordsmanship for a while.
This swordsmanship does not have any moves or routines. It just uses the sword in one go, leaving no gaps. People follow the sword, and the sword follows the trend. This is the principle he figured out after reading the unknown secret book.
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Wudang Mountain
Ever since His Royal Highness made a special trip to beat up the little Taoist priest who liked to read forbidden books, he stayed at the peak with the White Elephant Pond.
This was very painful for the senior Taoist priest. After all, he dared not see anyone when he went out every day with a green face. It was not until two more women came up from the bottom of the mountain that he asked Hong Xixiang to recite the Tao to the Infinite Heavenly Lord again and again, especially the woman holding the cat. , I don’t know how it looks, but why is it so big in front?
After the little Taoist priest read "Snow in the East Chamber" no less than five times, he still couldn't find an answer to this question. Later, for some unknown reason, the front of the woman holding the cat became smaller. I heard from the prince that it was wrapped in cloth.
Why do you have to hide this beautiful scenery?
The rippling ones are more beautiful, but it's a pity that he didn't dare to ask. After all, the woman holding the cat and His Royal Highness, who even dared to hit the head master brother, seldom teased her.
On this day, Hong Xixiang, who had nothing to do all day long, squatted behind the thatched house next to the White Elephant Pond. He listened in for a moment with his ears straightened up. He quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and felt that the woman who came up from the mountain was really a tigress. She was fierce. Very, every sentence must be stabbed to the core of His Royal Highness.
Only now did he realize that this was how the word "kill a thousand swords" came from. Fortunately, he didn't ask why the swaying scenery was gone.
That's right. Who else could say such words except the woman from the mountain who was said to be fierce and not to be messed with by the senior brothers?
"Little Taoist, I heard that you cultivate the Supreme Way of Heaven?" Chu Kuangnu sat on the edge of the pool and spit out a chicken bone.
The little Taoist priest who liked to listen to the gossip in the corner said without turning his head: "Probably so."
Chu Kuangnu frowned and said: "What is a promise? Yes means, no means no, little Taoist believe it or not, if you continue to perfunctory grandpa, grandpa will throw you into this pool to take a bath."
Hong Xixiang turned around and scratched his head, and said sincerely: "I don't know what I am cultivating, and my master has never told me. They all say it is the way of heaven, so it is probably the way of heaven."
What heavenly way?
What is martial arts?
The little Taoist priest didn't know that he was just herding cows and reading books all day long, and then he made a calculation for himself to see when he could go down the mountain.
Chu Kuangnu was shocked. Seeing that what the little Taoist said didn't seem to be lying, he felt more and more that Wudang Mountain was in decline. He didn't even know the Tao he was practicing, and he was practicing a nonsense Tao!
Might as well go home and hold my wife and give birth to the baby!
On the entire Wudang Mountain, except for Wang Zhonglou, the master who had trained in Dahuangting, and the Taoist priest who only knew how to practice swords in the bamboo forest and ignored what was going on down the mountain, there were no masters on the entire mountain. This was the same as that of Longhu Mountain. Than, but it's far worse.
Seeing that Lao Kui was no longer looking at him, Hong Xixiang turned around again, wanting to hear what new words the woman who was more terrifying than the tiger could spit out.
I don’t know what happened, but the room became quiet for the first time. Just when the little Taoist priest thought that the Crown Prince would have a truce with the woman today and turned around to leave, the voice of His Royal Highness suddenly burst out in the room: "Little clay figurine, you are incredible. Master has done something earth-shattering again!"
In the room, Xu Fengnian held a letter and clicked his tongue as he read it. Others didn't know about the powerful Dragon Prince, so how could he not know about it? The Sword Immortal and the Dragon Prince are clearly the same person.
Damn it, if he had known that learning martial arts was as powerful as a mountain ghost, he would have to learn two moves. One sword can break more than 600 armors. This is really a technical job. It's just that this technical work is just like the water dragon that drowned the yellow dragon last time. The prince, who has never known what Brother Fang Kong is, can't appreciate it!
Jiang Ni was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be indifferent and said, "I don't want to hear it. What did he do and what does it have to do with me?"
Yu Youwei's face lit up with joy, completely opposite to Jiang Ni's expression, and asked: "What did the young master do again?"
Xu Fengnian sighed: "The sword energy is like a rainbow, and a hundred swords are roaring together. If an expert does not take action, he will only bluff others. Is this considered kung fu? Xuantong is nothing more than this, right?"
It is rumored that Wang Zhonglou, the master of Wudang Mountain, has profound martial arts and can break the river with his fingers. If these more than 600 horses were strung together, they would be much wider than the surface of the river.
He remembered that when he was traveling, the man in purple told him that a superior person would not take action, but he still scoffed at this. He Xu Fengnian didn't know that he was superior to others, but he ran away faster than a rabbit when something happened. Just an expert?
Go to hell with your master!
I wonder how that boy Wen Hua is doing so far?
Have you found a master with great swordsmanship?
Next time you meet that kid again, you must tell Wen Hua well, he really knows two people who are good at swordsmanship!
The mountain ghost caused trouble twice in a row, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought it was a major technical matter. What about the old servant who raised the horse? Has he arrived at Emperor Wu's City in the East China Sea?
Hey, I heard from Xu Xiao that Zhao Heng, a man more insidious than a woman, suffered a lot this time. More than a thousand heavy cavalry surrounded the mountain ghost, leaving only corpses on the ground. After practicing this swordsmanship to the depths, is it really so damn good?
Although the old Kui with double swords was sitting outside, he could clearly hear what was going on in the house. He kept smashing his mouth and said to himself: "A hundred swords are ringing together. Hey, there is still such a reputation."
The door of the thatched hut suddenly opened, and His Highness the Crown Prince ignored the beating and hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be counting ants. He walked out of it with a letter in his hand, and walked towards the old man with two swords who was chewing a chicken leg full of bad intentions. He asked with a playful smile: "Is your chicken still to your liking?"
Chu Kuangnu said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, let it go!"
Xu Fengnian cleared his throat and said: "The mountain ghost can break more than 600 armors with one sword. What kind of strength is this, King Kong?"
The double-sword old man suddenly stopped talking, and even lost the mood to eat chicken. He knew that this evil-minded Xu boy was not a good bird. He had to yell in his ear about "Purple Dragon King, Yilong" a few days ago. Po Yilong, wasn't he scared once by the man in purple? A sword that can break six hundred armors is much more powerful than a hundred swords that can be heard in unison. He himself is in the Vajra realm and cannot do this.
Seeing that Lao Kui was mute, Xu Fengnian stopped irritating the old guy. It was a lie to say that he was not afraid of the old guy going crazy. His Highness the Crown Prince still understood the principle of giving up when it was good. He turned around and kicked the little Taoist priest who was counting ants on the ground. Xin shook his head at the little Taoist priest and asked vigorously: "How about the bull rider?"
"Although His Royal Highness the Prince's handwriting is not beautiful, he can at least be praised as handsome and ugly. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, this is not a lie, nor is it against one's will." After thinking about it in his heart, the little boy who likes to ride cattle and herd cattle The Taoist priest stared straight at the letter and praised it: "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy. This is much better than senior brother's calligraphy that looks like a ghost painting. According to the Taoist view, each word is worth one tael of gold."
In the entire Wudang Mountain, there are not many people who can write a few decent calligraphy, at least not as good as the prince's handwriting. If you want to write a letter about something, there are many people who ask Wudang Mountain Master's uncle to write it for you.
The uncle of the Wudang master who did not understand the prince's intentions and flattered the horse's hooves was inevitably beaten again. It was not until he shouted the words "It's probably a celestial phenomenon" that the echoing screams gradually disappeared beside the White Elephant Pond.
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"I am hollow up, down, left, right, east, west, north, south, wind, always say prajna to people, ding ding dong dong ding ding dong."
The sound was pleasant, at least to Bluebird's ears.
The young master's voice is not only gentle and elegant, but also has an indescribable freedom and ease in it, especially when he is happy.
This was the first time she saw him drinking and laughing since she left Beiliang and drove him.
"It seems that since you left Xiangfan, you have been in a good mood." Bai Huerlian did not read a book for the rare occasion today. He sat in front of the car and drank with Jingzhou.
Jingzhou laughed and said, "How about the white jade lion in Xiangguo Lane in Xiangfan City?"
White Jade Lion is an elegant name, because the prostitute's real name was Li Baishi, and many people who liked the gold-selling cave gave her this elegant name.
This is nothing more than a combination of beauty and sound. According to some rumors from unknown sources, Li Baishi not only has white lotus jade feet, but also has learned Taoist Fangzhongshu and the Tantric Joyful Buddha. His body is as moist as jade, and he can hold it in his arms. There is a feeling of warmth in winter and coolness in summer, which makes people get angry when they see it.
It can be said that one person made an alley famous, so much so that Wen Hua couldn't forget Xiangguo Alley to the point where he could only dream about it.
"Boring." The white fox with peach blossom eyes who was dragged into the Land of Wind and Moon for the second time looked into the distance and said indifferently: "When you go to Emperor Wu City this time, do you want to go up and have a fight with Wang Xianzhi?"
"I'm not going to steal Lao Huang's limelight. I'm going to deliver jars of wine for Lao Huang. I'll take a look at Lao Huang's sword by the way. I'll sing the last song of the Eight Immortals Kneeling, and the Bad Horse Yellow Wine Is Six Thousand Miles Away." As he spoke, the coolness on Jing Zhou's face disappeared. Instead there was a hint of depth.
"Let's talk about the white jade lion." Bai Hu'erlian stopped in time. The sword struck by Emperor Wu on the city was probably the last sword the old servant would use in his life.
Jingzhou clicked his tongue and said, "This white jade lion is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In terms of talent, he may not be inferior to that girl Wang Chudong. She is also an extremely rare beauty."
Bai Hu'er said with a sullen face: "Nothing new. Which of these women from the land of romance is not a beauty? But you also want to say that the most rare thing is that I have never heard of anyone Wenxiang Nephrite in bed with Li Baishi. Come on, is it a baby?"
"I heard that the beggars in Xiangfan City also praised her for her bodhisattva-like heart. When she met those poor scholars who were not recognized for their talents, Li Baishi would also generously donate their money. Even those who wanted to compete for the title of oiran in the Land of Wind and Moon, I can't say anything bad about her. A person without any flaws is too fake and not as good as that Yu Youwei next to you."
Jingzhou held the wine bottle in his right hand and hung it in mid-air. He was shocked by Bai Hu'er's face's words. Who said this girl can only practice swordsmanship? With a casual remark, he revealed a truth that ninety-nine percent of the people in the world could not understand.
Sure enough, women still understand women!
Li Baishi, the ancestor of Huang Sanjia, didn't just get the meat in his mouth casually. Wen Hua just smelled it, folded his sword and left the world.
