Souls.
Densely packed spiritual places.
Xu Fengnian took a breath of air.
Even though the luminous pearls inlaid around the walls illuminated the area brightly, the underworld-like scene here still gave him chills.
He originally thought that there was a cage under the Tingchao Pavilion, but he didn't expect that it was actually this ghost.
One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither.
The great military exploits are made of pieces of white bones.
Jing Zhou looked at the memorial tablets and sighed: "Xu Xiao started his career with six hundred horses, how many are left now? Most of the old soldiers who worked with your father are here. Your father's method of making his subordinates work hard is unprecedented in the world. First-class, if he hadn't been burdened with too much infamy, he might have had to change his surname in this world."
Xu Fengnian was silent, feeling sad.
Unfamiliar spiritual bits kept impacting his mind.
Taking a closer look, there are actually more than six hundred souls here.
"There are millions of households in Beiliang. How many of them are wrapped in iron clothes and withered bones?"
"Fame and fame come with a pot of wine. How much do emperors, generals and prime ministers scratch the soil?"
This is "Huanghuang Beiliang Town Spiritual Song" written by her second sister Xu Weixiong. I didn't think there was anything special about it before, but now when I read it again, every word is stained with blood.
Jing Zhou said calmly: "Stop standing there stupidly. Everyone is dead. What's the point of being dazed? Put up some incense and pay homage. If you are really serious, when you become the Queen of Beiliang, treat these old soldiers kindly." His descendants are."
Xu Fengnian followed Jingzhou's words, picked up two sticks of incense from the side, lit them with the rhubarb in his body, and bowed to all the spiritual statues.
Jingzhou turned around and tapped next to the eight formations of yin-yang, fish and eight formations in the center. If there were no accidents, it would be these eight formations that would unlock the next level.
Xu Fengnian calmed down and heard a voice in his ear: "There is another layer below, where the old man is suppressed. To say it is suppressed, it is better to say that the old man himself is unwilling to come out, otherwise there will only be nine Ting Chao Pavilion, who is at the highest level, cannot suppress him. Easy things, difficult things, stormy things, affairs in the world, affairs in the dynasty, and affairs in the world are all just a matter of a sword to him."
Xu Fengnian wondered: "How can there be such a person in the world? Even Wang Xianzhi cannot kill the world with one sword. If there is nothing that cannot be cut, isn't he an immortal?"
After all, no matter how powerful Xu Xiao is, he can't get someone like this, who can kill all injustice with one sword and is almost like a ghost.
Jingzhou mocked: "So you have been practicing swordsmanship for so long, but you haven't become very famous. You don't even have the courage to kill everything with one sword. The sword is the courage of hundreds of soldiers. If you use the sword, you can't kill this, and you can't kill that, so what? Can't you sharpen your heart to use a sword? But you are right in saying that there is one thing that this old man's sword cannot cut through."
"What's the matter?" Xu Fengnian asked.
"It's a matter of love." As soon as Jingzhou finished speaking, a terrifying sword intent struck from below.
More than six hundred souls shook and swayed, as if they were about to roll down from the surrounding walls in the next moment.
"Now do you know how powerful this old man is? This is just a sword intention, not mixed with anything else, it can kill your mind. If you didn't have a father named Xu Xiao, who got Wang Zhonglou's Dahuangting, At this time, he has already fallen to the ground." Jingzhou raised his hand, and the Six Hundred Spirits instantly became silent, and the sudden sword intent dissipated.
Xu Fengnian breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "How about we go up first?"
The sword intent was sharp and sharp, piercing him like a needle.
The next moment, another wave of sword intent struck.
The powerful sword intent was like a rolling wave, and the sword roar roared in Xu Fengnian's ears.
The scene in front of him began to change. The spiritual position disappeared, and the Yin Yang Fish Eight Formations also disappeared. There was only an invincible sword that seemed to be able to cut through the sky.
Suddenly, the giant sword was slashing towards his mind. Xu Fengnian felt that the world went dark and everything disappeared from his eyes. It wasn't until he remembered Jing Zhou's voice again that the terrifying sword intention disappeared. Six hundred The Yu Ling position appeared in front of him again.
Jingzhou gloated: "It's a good thing you're not a swordsman, otherwise this sword will sooner or later become a lingering shadow in your heart."
"The Sword Comes"
Xu Fengnian turned pale and did not refute.
In just a short moment, he was sweating through his clothes. This old monster at the bottom of the lake was really scary, and he didn't even have the courage to lift a knife.
The sword is so domineering that it can wipe him out in a snap of his fingers.
"What do you mean? There is a master like you in the Beiliang Prince's Palace, but I missed it." A hoarse voice came from below.
Jing Zhou shouted down: "Old man, you've been down there for so long and you don't want to come up?"
For a long time, there was silence, as if the person who spoke before did not exist.
Xu Fengnian winked wildly at the side, the immortal said sternly, if such an old monster comes up, you are not afraid of the mountain ghost skills, but if you two fight over a disagreement, it doesn't matter if you destroy Tingchao Pavilion, but you can accidentally destroy yourself. If he was accidentally injured, who would he, Xu Fengnian, cry to?
The two of them had just fought one move, and his head was still hurting, as if someone had hit him hard with a sledgehammer.
Jingzhou said loudly: "Old man, I didn't bring any wine or meat when I came here today, so I won't go down. I'll bring two jugs of good wine someday before I go down again." Xu Fengnian was eager to leave quickly and gave Jingzhou a thumbs up. As expected, the mountain ghost He still understands the thoughts of His Royal Highness, he is a brother, he is loyal enough, go out and ask Lu Qiu'er to make arrangements, listen to music, drink some wine, and then hey hey hey...
Xu Fengnian was just thinking about the concubines in Chu Lushan's house whose skin could ooze when pinched, when he heard another sentence that almost made him scold her: "Old man, next time, why don't you bring two more ladies with you to help you with your humiliation?" fire?"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said loyally, "The wind is tight," and he turned around, even using Dahuangting, and ran out with a puff of smoke. After all, it's really hard to guess an expert's character and temper. Who knows if the old monster below likes women?
If the eunuchs suppressed under the lake were eunuchs like Korean cats, wouldn't this descending fire just rub salt into their wounds?
At this time, even if he said that the old monster under the lake could shake mountains and seas, he still believed it. The powerful sword intention was almost divine. If he tried it again, he couldn't guarantee that he could still stand.
It's better to go out and ask Xu Xiao first to find out the old man's life history, and then come down to be a hero.
Just after climbing to the first floor from the bottom of the lake, Xu Fengnian suddenly felt darkness in front of her eyes. When she looked up, she saw Bai Huer's solemn face. When she turned her head, she saw the master Li Yishan and seven or eight pavilion slaves who were facing a formidable enemy.
Wei Shuyang asked worriedly: "Is the prince okay?"
Xu Fengnian waved his hands and pretended to be indifferent and said: "If you just go down there and take a walk, what will happen?"
Bai Hu'er chuckled twice, and his eyes fell on the clothes behind Xu Fengnian's back. The meaning was self-evident.
Xu Fengnian laughed dryly and said cheekily: "I ran too fast and sweated a little."
Li Yishan glanced at Xu Fengnian twice to make sure that the boy was okay, then turned around and climbed upstairs again.
Wei Shuyang sweated a lot, but he still felt confident. The sword intent that just emitted was too much to resist. If something happened to the prince, none of them would have to live anymore.
Several pavilion slaves looked at each other and quietly hid in the Tingchao Pavilion.
Xu Fengnian pulled Wei Shuyang over and asked quietly: "Grandpa Wei, which old monster is imprisoned under the lake?"
"I don't know, the prince should ask the prince." He was also confused about Wei Shuyang under the lake.
"If you don't mention Xu Xiao, I will forget about him. This bastard hid an old guy at the bottom of the lake, and he didn't even tell me about it. You bastard, this guy's skin is itchy again!" Dazhu heard that The name of the country made Xu Fengnian angry. The whole palace would beat Xu Xiao to relieve their anger. Wait for the old guy to come back from the north, and then settle the debt with him.
That night, Dazhu Kingdom's begging for mercy could be heard in the Prince's Palace of Beiliang.
The new maids and servants looked at each other in confusion. In this world, there are still fathers who are afraid of their sons. Sure enough, the Northern Liang Crown Prince is well-deserved. Isn't this the greatest demon king in the world?
Listening to Dazhuguo's pitiful wailing, how many beatings must he have received?
Looking at the calm look of the housekeeper and other scary people standing aside, I guess it is not a rare thing in Beiliang Palace for the prince to beat the prince.
"Son, take a breather before you beat dad?" Dazhuguo, who had a reputation for being vicious, trotted around the table, avoiding the stick that was barely thinner than his arm.
Xu Fengnian took a deep breath and stopped leaning against the table for a moment, "Xu Xiao, let me ask you, how much information do you have that you haven't revealed to me?"
Dazhuguo secretly looked at Xu Fengnian and saw that his son had really stopped, so he also stopped and whispered: "I've told you everything."
Xu Fengnian said angrily: "What about those spiritual tablets and the old man under the lake?"
Dazhuguo forced out a smile and said: "I originally wanted to tell you about the spiritual position after you planned to take over Beiliang. If you are not determined to become the king of Beiliang, these things will be buried underground with my coffin." As for the old man suppressing Tingchao Pavilion, he is indeed an expert. Your master is in Tingchao Pavilion because of this old monster who is rare to see in a hundred years."
Speaking of this, Dazhuguo raised his thumb and flattered him again: "My son is so courageous. He dares to look at the old monster who has not yet exhausted his anger. How many people tremble in front of him and cannot lift their heads."
"I think back then, this old monster was ranked among the top three in the world in terms of strength. No matter how many swordsmen there were in the world, they could not avoid this man. As long as he was around, no one would dare to claim that his sword skills were superior. One man with one sword. He has been suppressing the world for decades."
Xu Fengnian remembered a sword called Trojan Ox, which was told to him by the mountain ghost when he was wandering. The owner of this sword was exactly the same as what Xu Xiao said. He said in shock: "Xu Xiao, this person you are talking about cannot be Li Chungang!"
Dazhuguo clapped his hands and praised: "As expected of my Xu Xiao's son, he has the brains of his father! Hehe, no one else would have thought that Li Chungang, who has disappeared for many years, would be under the Tingchao Pavilion. Only my son is more powerful!"
The next moment, Dazhuguo's wailing sounded in the room again.
"Son, dad was wrong. Don't hit him. Sigh, be gentle and don't tire yourself~"
After learning that it was the old sword god Li Chungang who was suppressing the people under the lake, Fengnian just stayed in Wutong Garden for two days in a row, even if he felt a little tickled in his heart, not daring to listen to Chao Pavilion again.
During the three years of travel, he just secretly moved Old Huang's sword box and almost lost his life. Now he was facing Li Chungang. If this old monster didn't like him and leaked any sword energy. , he didn’t think he could survive.
The eldest maid, Hongshu, is naturally charming, and her voice is always full of charm: "Since the prince wants to go and explore Tingchao Pavilion again, why not ask Mr. Shangui to accompany him, and then let the prince arrange a few followers, then the bottom of the lake No matter how powerful the person is, they can always keep the crown prince safe."
Xu Fengnian leaned back and rested his head on the mountain under Hongshu's clothes. He closed his eyes and said, "If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Chungang, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night. The old man under the lake has been the man who has been suppressing the world for fifty years. Xu Xiao The entourage arranged is probably not even able to block the old man's sword. This old man is really a master, but this master's temper is not that good, not even half of that of Lao Huang."
"If Shan Gui is with him, I know what nonsense he can spew out of his mouth. The two of them just had a fight that day, and I lost half of my life. Li Chungang is the sword god of the older generation, a fairy-like figure, Shan Gui This bastard, Gui, made fun of me in front of the old swordsman last time, saying he would take the two girls down next time. Do you think this is human talk? Fortunately, I escaped quickly!"
According to Wei Shuyang, Li Swordsman was the best in the world in swordsmanship, and his brilliance was unparalleled in the world. Many women in the world were obsessed with him. Girls are always nostalgic. Among those older girls and little widows who know all about the world, who doesn’t dream of meeting Li Jianshen when they go out?
But Li Jianshen regards thousands of women as nothing, is he the kind of person who is greedy for women?
After hearing this, Xu Fengnian felt that Li Chungang was worthy of being a swordsman, and he really had the demeanor of a master. The heroes who traveled in the world in the book were simply portrayed in Li Chungang's appearance.
These heroes are all very arrogant and have a very bad temper. If His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, could not beat him, he would have to drag these people in front of him and break his three legs to see how these people still have their noses turned upward.
Hongshu moved his hands, and his heart was extremely shocked. Hearing that the person under the Chao Pavilion turned out to be Li Chungang!
Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "What's the matter? You're afraid. It's okay. Mountain Ghost also said that it's not shameful to be afraid of Li Chungang."
After two days of rest and recuperation, His Highness the Crown Prince finally remembered the little clay figurine who said, "One thing brings another thing down."
Xu Fengnian took sweet potatoes, cucumbers, cabbage and other maids, big and small, and walked towards Jiang Ni's yard.
Although His Highness the Crown Prince has yet to argue with Jing Zhou about the most attractive issue of whether he is naked or half-covered, they both agree on the issue of equal sharing of rain and dew.
In Wutong Garden, even the second-class maids, such as cucumbers, cabbages, and green ants, are jealous of each other. If they don't share the rain and dew with everyone, they will only bring the big maid sweet potatoes that can warm the bed when traveling, which will inevitably cause a fire in the backyard.
At this moment, an ethereal whistle came across the wall. Although there was some distance between them, the cucumbers and green ants could not hear it clearly, but the sound was clear and clear, which made people suddenly feel cleansed from the dust in their hearts.
Hongshu listened for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, this is the courtyard of Shangui Gongzi. I think it is the oiran named Yu who is playing."
Xu Fengnian, the most caring person, saw that all the little maids were listening in rapt attention, and he didn't mind being considerate by pushing the boat along. He immediately turned around and led a group of maids towards the yard where Jing Zhou was.
As for the little clay figurine, he can't escape left or right.
