Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu's mouth twitched and said, "Senior, it's wrong for you to say that."

The old sword god said oh and said to himself: "Indeed, there is the guy who borrows you to embroider the double swords of the winter with the spring thunder. I'm afraid that Emperor Murong Tong may not be attracted by you.

Then when will you attack the white fox face? The more you go, the harder it will be. At that time, you will not even have the chance to be a king and draw a bow.

Upon hearing this, His Royal Highness got goose bumps and was full of grief and anger.

Li Chungang said disdainfully: "What, do you want to fight with me?"

Xu Qianqiu rolled up his sleeves, set off his posture, and said, "Just fight, you are unhappy for a long time!"

Seeing this crazy man's realm rising all the way, from the third grade to the land god, the old sword god looked disdainful and said:

"I don't have the same knowledge as you, a young boy!"

After leaving Zhizhang City, I walked for an hour before finally finding a lonely tomb.

Three feet of lonely grave, weeds grow wildly.

Xu Qianqiu squatted down, pulled out the weeds wrapped around the tombstone, and looked at the stone carvings that were only three feet tall in the tree, without saying a word.

After more than twenty years of cold wind and rain, the handwriting has been mottled, and only the remaining sentences are vaguely intermittently:

"Sunrise in the East China Sea, the earth's air surges; sunset in Kunlun, the sky returns to rest.

Spring and Autumn are spring and autumn, and the horse's hooves break through the sound of reading.

I will encompass the universe, Haoran and Qingming are in the same family.”

The old sword god was idle and squatted down and squinted his eyes to look at the broken epitaph of the article, marveling at it.

His Highness the Crown Prince took the wine from the blue bird and slowly sprinkled it in front of the grave.

The grave was on the top of the mountain. After a pot of wine was paid tribute, Xu Qianqiu sat on the ground and looked into the fields in the distance.

The world war is imminent, but this disaster will be controlled by him.

By then, people will surely roll in.

Compared with the Spring and Autumn War, it is even better than it is.

For the unification of the world, this evil man must do it!

I am fighting now because I am fighting for the sake of my descendants without any war.

Beiliang, Beimang, Liyang, and three-legged tripods are inevitable.

Even if he has more names like the nameless and lonely tombs in front of him, he must fight this battle!

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On the Guniu Dagang, undercurrents surged.

Twenty cavalry died suddenly near Zhizhang City, Hezhou, and the news has spread throughout Huishan.

The leader Yuan Tingshan had no news. For a moment, there were rumors and strange things.

Some people say that it was Zhao Yi, the King of Guangling, who was willing to mobilize the iron armored heavy cavalry to steal the woman.

Some people say that Yuan Tingshan, who was killed by the lonely star, caused trouble and targeted Zhao Gou, which implicated the cavalry team that the family had trained heavily.

Some people also say that the pair of young male and female Murong family is not ordinary people, and is blessed by immortals. They are confident in words and sneaky.

The head of the hometown has been in seclusion for many years, and the Xuanyuan Kingdom Vessel, who is in charge of Huishan, is also discussing swords with others at the Dongyue Sword Pool.

On the Guniu Dagang, Xuanyuan Mansion, there are no leader in the group of dragons.

In addition, there are many factions within the family, and the Changfang and the other forces of the house are in harmony with each other, and no one can suppress the increasingly intense hustle and bustle.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng came from the eldest son's house and was the main corporation of the Xuanyuan family. Unfortunately, no matter how deliberately cultivated his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng seemed useless, no matter how his ancestors deliberately cultivated it.

If you can't help, the big family has its own advantages, just replace them.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng has two uncles, Xuanyuan Jingyi and Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

One is calm and persistent, the other is enterprising.

The latter is particularly amazing in martial arts talent, and is only one step away from the level of a master.

I felt that my fingers were dipped in saliva and broke it with one poke. Therefore, Xuanyuan Jingxuan's lineage was dominated by his mother and son, and his son was honored by his father, and he was domineering in Huishan.

But in the entire Huishan Mountain, the man Xuanyuan Qingfeng was most reluctant to see was her biological father, the man who always knew how to stutter and nodded and said yes.

Among ordinary gentry, the behavior of the eldest grandson is likely to be able to barely support the image of being gentle and kind.

But this is Guniu Dagang.

The Xuanyuan family, the Wu family’s sword tomb, and the Liu family in Western Shu, are three-legged martial arts families.

So what if you read a thousand pounds of books? Can you compare to other people's fists that destroy mountains and cities?

Everyone on the mountain knows that Xuanyuan Jingcheng not only responds to his only daughter's request, but also fears his wife and never has the idea of ​​taking a concubine.

Although the Xuanyuan family is domineering, anyone who wants to go up the mountain has to change his surname to Xuanyuan.

In recent years, many martial arts talents have joined Xuanyuan, but the eldest son's house has no descendants to inherit the incense.

In the future, Xuanyuan Qingfeng successfully allowed a handsome man to marry into the family, and the corpse lineage was inevitable that he could not raise his head.

Over the years, I have been free from my heart and virtue, and have been dispersed in a row, changing my house to rely on the other two rooms that are booming.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was completely rendered alone.

Even everyone knows that the wife who gave birth to a daughter for the eldest grandson still loves others.

At the beginning of the marriage, she was very ruthless and made an agreement with Xuanyuan Jingcheng that she would only have one child.

Whether it is a son or a daughter is left to fate.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng was born, Xuanyuan Jingcheng really kept the promise.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was young and fashionable, and ignored his mother's depressed expression that could not be resolved between her eyebrows. She felt that her father, who never lost his temper, had done nothing wrong.

As she grew older, she finally knew how fatal her father's incompetence was among the Xuanyuan family that had been in Chongwu for hundreds of years.

The older he grows up and becomes more involved in the worldly ways, the more Xuanyuan Qingfeng wants to be farther away from this mediocre man and farther away.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sent Song Ke to Huishan, and she naturally felt guilty about the Song family's chick phoenix.

With the Song family's prominent family background, which was firmly in the dynasty, and the Song family's three dynasties, the weight of Song Keli is self-evident.

Relationship with Xuanyuan has been considered a loss of identity.

The Xuanyuan family is calling for the wind and rain in the world, which is not worth mentioning for the central officials of the court.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng met Song Keli, who was escorting the coffin south, he used many small thoughts to meet, know and go on blind dates.

With Song Keli's eyesight, I believe he has seen through it.

But he still didn't mind Xuanyuan Qingfeng borrowing him, or the Song family to demonstrate within the Xuanyuan family.

Not only did I come to Huishan, but I also looked very happy to have a chat with Xuanyuan Jingcheng in Guniu Dagang.

Give great face.

Even though Xuanyuan Qingfeng was born with no affection for scholars and scholars, he still had some indescribable feelings towards Song Keli.

I don’t know if it’s due to gratitude or admiration.

As for the Yuan Tingshan who is so arrogant that he does not hide his ambition?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked himself, would he feel regretful if he was really dead?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked on the bluestone road down the mountain and looked at the Liudian Sister Waterfall.

Song Keli smiled and said, "I learned some faces from my father. Yuan Tingshan is not easy to die. He has a very poor fate, but he is extremely tough."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was a little frightened and was about to explain something.

Song Keli said softly: "Miss Xuanyuan is too worried."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stopped talking, for fear of being extravagant, and some things always get worse and worse.

The two of them walked silently on the road. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they could see the mooring boat. Song Keli suddenly stopped.

After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke: "Mr. Shouzhuo is knowledgeable and has a simple analysis of the three doctrines.

I have been talking to Mr. Shouzhuo at night these days and have benefited a lot. The teacher said that whenever I come to see the truth from meditation scriptures, I will look like looking at a plum blossom and painting a cake. I can’t drink it by hunger and thirst.

This sentence made me suddenly enlightened. In the past, I remembered the family precepts and did not be arrogant in everything, but I did not understand why I should be humble. My childish words and deeds fell into the eyes of wise people and could only make a laugh.

Miss Xuanyuan, please forgive Song Keli for saying frankly, Mr. Shouzhuo is definitely not a mediocre person!”

Looking at Song Keli's back on board the ship, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was confused.

When Song Keli was mixed with emotion, he caught a glimpse of a building coming towards him.

There is a young man in white who is in a white dress who is in a breeze at the bow of the boat. There is only a female maid in green dress and an old man with one-armed arm in sheepskin fur by his side.

Song Keli did not pay attention, but regarded it as an ordinary pilgrimage visiting dragons and tigers.

Song Keli's stay in Huishan actually had the selfish intention of waiting for the prince of Beiliang.

Unfortunately, there are still things my father ordered to do, so I can't wait any longer.

At the bow of the boat, the two ends did not have to be stuck in the carriage, and was making a fuss at Xu Qianqiu's feet.

His Highness stood at the bow of the boat, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the large bluestone top of Huishan Mountain, muttered to himself, and whispered:

"Guniu Dagang, finally arrived!"

On the side, the old sword god nodded lightly.

The old man almost expected that the trip to Dagang of Guniu was inevitably full of people again.
Chapter completed!