The loud noise when the river exploded just now even disturbed the horses drinking water, but Xu Wen couldn't care less. He had been worried about it long before, fearing the "liquidator" who liked to draw his sword at the slightest disagreement. "People" started fighting with Prince Dajing.
When he ran near the two of them, he found that they were still standing as if nothing had happened, and he felt relieved. However, he still stood for a while, making sure that there was no conflict between the two and they would not fight, then he turned around and left quietly.
The reason why Guiliu dared to shout with her before was because of the three rays of sword energy given to him by the female swordsman Huang Ru. These three rays of sword energy were originally hidden in the scabbard, but were later transferred by Gui Qing to Gui Liu's acupuncture point. In this way, if he encounters danger, he can save himself even if the sword is not around. But he never expected that the woman in front of him could see beyond the surface and see inside.
Qin Fang once said that being able to observe the muscles, bones, veins, and acupoints through the skin is an important basis for distinguishing the upper three realms from the middle three realms.
In other words, Gui Liu thought of the woman in front of him too simply. In fact, this woman is not only most likely a third-grade great monk, but also a swordsman with the highest lethality!
"If you don't say it, you'll never have to say it again."
The woman slowly unsheathed her sword an inch.
Even warriors like Geiryu who have never been good at perception can vaguely feel the changes around them.
The wind kills the grass.
If I don't tell you now, I'm afraid my life of more than twenty years will be revealed here. Besides, it was just a matter of borrowing the sword. He and the female sword cultivator just met by chance. There was no deep involvement, so there was nothing to hide. The reason why he kept silent just now was just to see her unhappy, nothing more.
So Geiliu was thinking about something to say, and said: "When I was in the Dajing Dynasty, when I was passing by a mountain ferry, I met a female swordsman named Huang Ru from the Bai Huizong. After that, she flew with her sword and gave me a gift. Road, when we parted, she knew that I was going to the Dafeng Dynasty and the road was dangerous, so she lent me her sword and gave me three wisps of sword energy to save my life."
The woman looked a little strange, "Is she committed to you?"
Guiliu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He originally thought that this woman would not believe his words. After all, no one would lend his sword, especially the sword ranked fourth in the Immortal family's sword manual, to a stranger who met by chance. people. But who knew that this woman not only believed it, but also speculated on why she wanted to lend the sword, and the result of the speculation was quite interesting. She thought that the sword was a token of love between herself and her.
The woman could tell from his expression that she had guessed wrong, and her expression turned cold for a moment, "Then why is she willing to lend you the sword?"
Gei Liuqing said: "This question will involve my identity, so if you want to know, as a price, you have to tell me your identity."
I thought the woman would not agree, but unexpectedly she agreed happily.
Not only that, in order to prevent anyone from eavesdropping, she also isolated these few feet of land.
Seeing this scene, Guiliu had basically determined that she was a great monk in the upper three realms.
"Indeed, no one would be stupid enough to lend his natal sword to a stranger. But the problem arises here. Although it is difficult to determine the relationship between me and her, at least one thing is certain. In her eyes, Here, I am not a stranger."
Guiliu stared at the woman's eyes and said: "I am the prince of the Dajing Dynasty. My mother was the head of the Bai Huizong in the early years, and this famous sword Xitian was originally my mother's sword. Huang Ru and my mother's We have always been on good terms with each other, so seeing that I was about to enter Dafeng alone, I was willing to lend me the sword."
After listening to these words quietly, the woman remained calm and composed.
Seeing her performance, Guiliu was stunned and said angrily: "You knew this a long time ago?"
The woman shook her head, "Of course I don't know."
Guiliu couldn't believe it, "Then how can you still look calm?"
The woman put the sharp sword back into its scabbard and said, "Because I roughly guessed it when you were halfway through your words."
Guiliu glanced not far away. The Qingqi had been prepared and Xu Wen was sitting on the horse waiting.
"Stop talking, just promise me and tell me your identity."
"Huang Ru's half guardian." The woman spoke concisely.
Geliu suddenly realized, "No wonder you insist on asking me where the sword comes from, and you pretend to kill someone."
The woman stopped talking, took back her magical power to isolate the world, and took the lead in turning around and walking back.
"Hey! Is this the end?"
Guiliu quickly followed her and said, "I have said that I am sincere in exchange for sincerity. I have told you so much, and you can only tell me this little?"
The woman did not turn around and replied calmly: "I'll teach you a lesson. Don't reason with women."
Guiliu twitched his lips, his ability to play rogue was exactly the same as that of his family member.
Although this identity of Huang Ru's half-guardian shocked Giliu a lot, it was not what he wanted to know most.
When did the Da Feng Dynasty give birth to a female great monk?
This is what he wants to know most.
Guiliu's current speculation is that this female great monk is likely to have a great relationship with a certain immortal sect. Because secular dynasties have neither dojos nor sects, most of them are gatherings of warriors, the so-called "jiangs and lakes". It is difficult for such an environment to nourish a great monk. The great monks that Guiliu knew so far, the national preceptor and the young Taoist priest who served as the driver all had extremely profound connections with the Xian family. To be precise, he had never seen any "wild cultivator" of the great monks who came from the secular dynasty. Born and raised in China.
If this female great monk had existed since the early years, why was it not listed on the list each time the two dynasties jointly conducted military reviews? In other words, why did she deliberately conceal her identity?
Also, what is her relationship with the girl who seems to be from a wealthy family? What is her purpose in going to the surviving Dafeng Orthodoxy?
Gei Liu wanted to know everything.
After reboarding the bus, the little girl and the girl were already awake. No need to ask, they must have been awakened by the woman's action of blowing water.
While Guiliu was talking to the woman, the girl and the little girl in the carriage also had a chat asking each other.
The girl asked the little girl about the purpose of her trip, but the little girl said she didn't know and was just following the man. Then the girl asked about the little girl's life experience and her relationship with the man. The little girl told her all the experiences after the death of her parents and her experience when she met the man.
The girl never asked about the man's identity from beginning to end, because she knew that even if she asked, the smart little girl in front of her would not tell him.
The little girl's question was relatively simple. She neither asked about the girl's family background nor her relationship with another woman. She just asked her whether she hated the current Dafeng rebels and whether she had ever seen the Dafeng rebels with her own eyes. Killing people and stuff like that.
The carriage and horse set off again. Although the carriage was still as crowded as before, the atmosphere was better.
Geiliu was afraid that the girl's knee would bump into her again later, so he put his coat on his legs again. Then he took out a poetry book from his bag to relieve boredom.
Seeing this, the girl leaned forward slightly, fearing that the man would not see the thoughts written on her face.
So Guiliu handed the book to her and reminded her: "It was compiled by our Imperial Imperial College chief Jijiu of the Dajing Dynasty. It contains a total of 217 poems, all of which were written by young imperial students."
Suddenly, the older woman asked: "I heard that you once spent a fortune buying poems?"
Guiliu said in surprise: "Isn't it right? This matter has been reported to Dafeng?"
"I went to Dajing a few years ago." The woman hesitated and said, "Is that charming woman okay?"
"Very good, you have no worries about food and clothing, and you have become my sister now."
Gui Liu was calm on the surface, but inside he was confused. How could this woman know this shocking secret? Is it possible that she is related to the old emperor Dafeng?
The girl smelled something obscure in the conversation between the two, and was stunned for a moment. Then she looked at the woman next to her in surprise and asked, "Is he that...!"
The girl hid the last few words in her heart and did not say them out.
Then she stared hard at the man in front of her.
Guiliu smiled, "What? There's cabbage on my face?"
The girl hummed: "Isn't it said in the world that you look like an immortal?"
Guiliu smiled and said: "Do you still believe those rumors? People in the world also rumored that I once cooked and ate a palace maid. Do you believe this too?"
She didn't think anything of it at first, but now the girl felt that the man's face was extremely ugly.
Seeing her extremely unhappy look, Geiliu knew that another boudoir woman's dream had been shattered.
How can this be so? This shouldn't be the case.
So she saw with her own eyes that the man tore off the entire face bit by bit, revealing the true face of the most beautiful man in the world.
The girl was so fascinated that she remained motionless.
The little girl tutted at the side, "It's the same thing again."
After a while, Gui Liu covered the dough again.
The girl sitting opposite her curled her lips, her eyes seemed resentful and unwilling, obviously she hadn't seen enough.
The female senior monk spoke out: "You have such an appearance, thanks to your mother. Your mother's appearance when she was young was truly stunning and unparalleled. The viewer is as depressed as a mountain, and the heaven and earth feel depressed for a long time."
This woman's words always brought greater shock to Gei Liu. Guiliu couldn't help but take a breath and asked, "Do you know my mother?"
The woman replied: "I've seen him before, but I'm not familiar with him."
Guiliu blinked and suddenly asked a question that seemed extremely interesting to the girl, "Dare I ask... how old are you this year?"
The female senior monk smiled and said: "She is more than a hundred years older than your mother. She has lived too long and has forgotten her."
The corner of Guiliu's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't bear the shock in his heart.
Are you kidding? After living for at least three decades, you still look like a lady? At this age, he can be regarded as his ancestor.
Gui Liu had not yet recovered, but he could not have imagined that what the female monk said next would be even more shocking. Gui Liu could only feel that his eyes were filled with flowers, and the sky was dim and the earth was dark.
"What's the point? Compared with that sister of yours, am I too young?"
Although the little girl didn't understand anything, she looked like an expert and babbled: "It's not simple, it's not simple."
