Zhu Shifu was stunned for a moment and thought he was dazzled. Han Zongwang's back stiffened as he sat behind the handsome case, and his pupils shrank. When he saw the person clearly, he gritted his teeth and spat out three words: "Li - Xing - Zhi!" Tong Shanxiong reached out to draw the knife, but Han Zongwang was Stop drinking.
Li Xingzhi, dressed in a green shirt with white beard and white hair, stood in the hall like a pine tree. He bowed his hands to Han Zongwang without being humble or arrogant and said: "We have been separated from each other for many years. I don't expect to see you again. Your temples are already gray!"
Han Zongwang snorted coldly and said, "Li Xingzhi, Emperor Chen asked you to come?" Then he shook his head and said, "No, you must have gone out of the capital secretly behind his back, right?" After that, he sneered twice.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still as boring as before." Li Xingzhi shook his head and sighed.
"What's the reason for your visit at Weiye? Twenty years ago, we couldn't win or lose. Do we still want to fight again?" Han Zongwang said jokingly.
"I just want to verify one thing here!" Li Xingzhi said solemnly.
"Please tell me..." Han Zongwang's tone was cold.
"Back then, when you captured Qinzhou and the eldest prince died, what was the secret behind this? If my guess is correct, if there was no one inside the court, even if you assassinated the eldest prince, you still wouldn't be able to capture it with Qinzhou's protection. ..." Li Xingzhi said slowly.
"These are all old things. Since ancient times, kings have become kings and enemies have lost. The eldest prince Zhao Zhen has long been turned into a pile of loess under the Qinzhou City. Why do you have to worry about it all the time?" Han Zongwang said casually: "Now that Master Li is here, I happen to have Dukang fine wine here, let’s try it together, this is your Kyoto Luoyang Ruchi brewing.”
Li Xingzhi frowned slightly, cupped his hands again and said: "Knowledge is the beginning of action, action is the completion of knowledge. I hope you can combine knowledge with action and tell me the truth!"
Han Zongwang rolled his eyes and said solemnly: "Are you trying to teach me a lesson?" He has a long lion's nose, a wide mouth, and fluffy beard and hair. He is wearing a black Yanju uniform. He is tall and burly. Sitting on the tiger-skin chair behind the case, he looks like a head. A tiger that chooses people to devour.
Li Xingzhi said sincerely: "I have been working on this matter for more than ten years and have discovered many suspicious clues. You are the only one in this world who can solve my confusion."
Han Zongwang sneered and said: "You leave a good national teacher and don't do it. Why do you work so hard?"
Li Xingzhi said calmly: "My heart is so bright, what else can I say!"
Zhu Shifu watched for a long time. Ever since the old man in green shirt appeared, Han Zongwang had never taken his eyes away from him. After listening to their conversation, I realized that the ordinary-looking old man in front of me was actually the world-famous Li Xingzhi. The competitive ambition in his heart suddenly burned like a flame on the candlestick in the hall.
When he was young, he failed in many tests. He felt that no one recognized him for his knowledge and ambition. In the dead of night, I also fantasized that if Zhao Zhen, the captain of the Salt Division, had met me before Li Xingzhi, he would have been shocked and admired by his talents. Then he relied on his own wisdom and tricks, and finally helped him sit on the throne that symbolized the supreme glory and power in the world. Who in the world would not recognize the name Zhu Shifu?
It's a pity that God has no eyes to see, so his pearls are covered with dust. Instead, many villains in this world are trying to gain fame and deceive others.
Zhu Shifu couldn't help but jump out, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you Li Xingzhi?"
Li Xingzhi saw that the old man was rude and a little bit weird, so he frowned and asked Han Zongwang, "Who is this?"
Zhu Shifu raised his chin, his gray goatee raised high, and said proudly: "I was once a fifth-grade doctoral assistant at the Imperial Academy in Bianliang, Kyoto, and now I am the first staff member of the Commandery Mansion in Xiliang Palace!" He opened the folding fan coquettishly, and saw four big characters - "unparalleled in the world" - written with flying dragons and phoenixes in ink on the white fan.
He fanned the fan a few times, made a "pop" sound, closed the folding fan again, and pointed his halberd at Li Xing. It's actually hard to live up to this. In your early years, you followed the unkempt young official Zhao Zhen and stole the artifacts from my ancestral temple. You committed a heinous crime... Today you broke into the ancestral commander's mansion privately without informing his master. This is unfaithful. You ignored Zhao's orphan. It’s unfilial; it’s unkind to not be able to help his disciples transform all peoples and benefit the common people…”
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally he pointed at Li Xingzhi and cursed loudly: "You are an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust person who eats the salary of a big man, does things that are against the grain, is a rebellious fanatic, and is a giant who steals the country. What do you look like?" Standing in heaven and earth? How dare you speak loudly here?"
"In those days, Emperor Rui of Daliang was ignorant and immoral, and the officials of the imperial court imposed excessive taxes. Many people sold their sons and daughters and became homeless. There was a severe drought in Jizhou, thousands of miles of red land, and people died of hunger everywhere. The imperial court actually levied a young crop tax everywhere. How could such a harsh government not be destroyed? Such a imperial court, What about the public support? In this world, even if we don't take it, others will take our place!" Li Xingzhi glanced at Zhu Shifu and continued: "It's only the Spring and Autumn Period that sins against me and slanders me. You, a bright-headed man and a gray-bearded old thief, don't have any Not even your Zong Commander is qualified to comment on me."
After Li Xingzhi finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and stopped looking at Zhu Shifu.
"You-" Zhu Shifu was so angry that stars were popping up in front of his eyes, veins popped up on his forehead, he could hardly breathe, and he felt extremely embarrassed standing there.
"I heard that you have not been involved in government affairs for more than ten years and have devoted yourself to spiritual practice. I am really surprised by your visit tonight. I really want to try the so-called hunting heart. What kind of situation have you reached now?" Han Zongwang's sonorous voice There was a sound, and he stood up slowly, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the candle on the stage exploded into a small lantern. The light in the hall dimmed and then became brighter in an instant. Han Zongwang leaned slightly, but before he could move, someone took action first.
With a "clang" sound, Tongshan's majestic sword was unsheathed, and its figure surged, like a dragon out of the sea, carrying the turbulent wind, and in an instant, it was less than ten feet away from the green shirt, and struck down with one sword...
"Crack!" The scabbard fell to the ground with a crisp sound. As the candlelight flickered, Tong Shanxiong's sturdy body flew back and hit the handsome desk. The stacked papers on it collapsed and scattered on the floor.
Tong Shanxiong hit the ground hard, dust was everywhere, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
The sword, which was as sharp as iron as mud, circled and fell in the air, and was inserted into the ground with a "ding" sound. The cold light shone on Tong Shanxiong's pale face.
As the commander of Han Zongwang's personal army, Tong Shanxiong was one of the top masters in the army with his cultivation at the peak of "Hedao Realm". In front of Li Xingzhi, he was defeated in a single encounter. He didn't even see clearly how the other party would take action.
Han Zongwang's beard stood up and he took a step forward. It was just one step, but he was no more than three feet away from Li Xingzhi.
Zhu Shifu squatted down, covered his head with his hands and huddled beside the handsome case. This was the first time he saw Zong Shuai take action, and his opponent was Li Xingzhi, whose cultivation level was not inferior to Zong Shuai's. It is said that the battle between the two twenty years ago was shocking. Now that they meet, who will win and who will lose?
Han Zongwang took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen slowly collapsed, and a crack suddenly appeared on the green bricks he stepped on. The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, and an extremely cold atmosphere filled the air.
The light suddenly dimmed, and the flames on the candlestick shrank like beans. The colorful tiger skin on the chair dented and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a strange squeaking sound, as if a tiger paralyzed on it was about to come to life.
Zhu Shifu shuddered and was surprised to find that a layer of white frost had condensed on the handsome case.
"Ice Divine Palm" is the secret skill of Xiliang Han family that is unique in the world.
Suddenly, the candle flames surged, and the hall was filled with light. Han Zongwang exhaled loudly, crossed his palms, and the cold air flow rolled strongly, covering the green shirt, and the air slowly solidified like water.
Crystal white frost appeared on the walls and pillars. In this small world, the air suddenly turned into substance like water, freezing everything and annihilating everything.
Li Xingzhi's green shirt fluttered like a pine tree on a lonely cliff. He clenched his right hand tightly in the wind and rain and punched out.
The fist, which looked a little thin, was like an iron anchor, breaking through layers of ice.
"If Li is lucky enough to win one and a half moves, can you tell me the secret of that year?"
In Li Xingzhiyun's gentle voice, a black scabbard struck Han Zongwang's forehead.
Han Zongwang roared angrily, like a roaring lion, and took a step back. At the same time, he stretched out his foot and made a hook. The sword stuck on the ground bounced up. He was holding it in his hand and struck out a bolt of lightning.
There was a loud roar in the hall, and the flames of the candlesticks soared and suddenly went out.
The snow-white sword flashed and struck Li Xingzhi. However, Li Xingzhi's figure rippled and twisted like water waves, and instantly turned into fragments and nothingness.
This is an image left in an instant when the speed reaches an unbelievable level of terror.
Sure enough, at the next moment, the jet-black scabbard suddenly appeared again and hit Han Zongwang's forehead unceremoniously again.
After a brief period of darkness, the hall became clear. The moonlight outside shone in like mercury pouring down the ground, and Zhu Shifu saw two figures in the moonlight, separated and reunited, indistinguishable.
In an instant, the two of them had fought hundreds of moves, and it was hard to tell the winner. At the same time, there was a clear roar, the figures overlapped, and they exchanged palms.
It was supposed to be an earth-shattering blow. Under the moonlight, two white palms that seemed to be otherworldly touched each other lightly, but there was no sound...
Zhu Shifu lost consciousness for a moment, and the world seemed to be shaking in his trance.
This feeling reminded him of the scene when he encountered an earth dragon turning over in Shu. It was so similar.
Fortunately, it was only for a brief moment, and Zhu Shifu patted his chest with lingering fear.
There was wind blowing across his neck, and he shrank his neck shuddering. It was the shudder caused by the sharp blade rubbing his skin, making the hairs on his exposed skin stand up.
He squinted his eyes and looked around, only to see that the handsome desk had collapsed and was in a mess. The stack of papers scattered on the ground turned into thousands of white confetti, flying in the hall, like heavy snow falling in the sky.
Under the moonlight, the two people's palms touched each other, motionless, and white steam came out of their heads.
Zhu Shifu knew that the competition between these two masters had reached the most critical moment.
Life and death only happen in a moment, a momentary distraction, a small change, an unexpected interference, even a small leaf falling, will become the last straw for the loser.
A sharp light flashed in Zhu Shifu's eyes, he made a decision instantly, and quickly sat down cross-legged with a determined expression.
He took out a small silver sword as thin as a cicada's wings from his arms and placed it on his knees. He narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned tightly into the character "Chuan", and with difficulty released a ray of consciousness.
Zhu Shifu turned out to be a hidden practitioner.
The thin sword on his knees moved and buzzed slightly. Zhu Shifu's brows furrowed even more tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The thin sword floated on his knees, as if he had given it life. It flew up to the beam like a silver fish, and silently swam forward against the wall. Suddenly, it turned into a ray of silver light and shot towards Li Xingzhi's back. …
Seeing that Zhu Shifu succeeded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the smile suddenly froze on his face.
The thin flying sword suddenly lost contact with his sea of consciousness, just like a flying kite whose threads were suddenly cut off. Zhu Shifu's heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, Han Zongwang and Li Xingzhi retreated at the same time. Han Zongwang took two steps back. Li Xingzhi took one step back, cupped his hands and said, "I accept it!"
"This is the "Xuji Heart Sutra" that you have been practicing for more than ten years?" Han Zongwang said with an moved expression.
Li Xingzhi turned around and walked out of the hall. The bright moonlight cast a layer of silver on his figure, and his blue shirt was hazy and fluttering.
Han Zongwang chased him outside the hall and saw the moonlight like water, the shadows of the trees dancing, and Li Xingzhi's figure nowhere to be seen. There was only a voice floating in the air: "No one can see the harmony, but God knows your intentions. Don't deceive yourself if you know and do the same thing!"
