Chapter 20 The Wind and the Moon Boundless Palace, the Ugly Divine Power, the Vast Maniac Talent
"Zhongfu, Wuyang, there is Fu such as"
Fengze Zhongfu is a set of routines with collaboration as the main purpose.
When attacking, don't leave a back hand and don't avoid flaws,
The defense does not want to forge ahead, and does not seek a counteroffensive,
Throwing other things to teammates, the sword intent is more pure.
This is like Fu Shu, that is, when a teammate is attacking with all his strength, he has a tacit understanding, as a fist that his teammate shrinks behind, and then strikes with all his strength when the opponent changes his moves.
At this time, Qingyun acted with the situation, borrowed the power of Xi Xianwen's axe, and the cold light flashed, as if the thunder of the Lu Mansion reappeared that day.
"Boom!"
A sharp roar of tearing through the air sounded, but it was not from Qingyun's sword.
Xiao Yunchang came first after the green dragon thick back knife in his palm, and the air carried by the sword shadow was squeezed into the dragon pattern engraving gap on the side of the blade, emitting a breathtaking dragon groan.
A burst of blue light poured out, like a green dragon tearing the sky and descending into the world, the kind of coercion that uses all things as dogs, forcing the fallen trees of the autumn night to tremble.
The red, white and blue cold rays fell in parallel, shattering the void, and it was natural, as if it was made by one heart.
Xi Xianwen and Xiao Yun's martial arts are in the same vein, and Qingyun's style is in the same vein, and he borrowed KitKat, which played an unexpected role in adhesion.
When the three of them work together, how can the power be multiplied?
The red axe and the green dragon, if it is fierce, have almost reached the limit of manpower,
At this time, with the help of wings, don't say that it is the erratic ghost fire in front of you, even if it is even Tianye Yan, how can it withstand this earth-shattering wind and waves?
The ghost fire also seemed to be a sword light, and the time suddenly converged, and it flashed into a few sparks, and jumped a few times between the three colored flowers, and then turned into a wild laugh and rushed to the sky.
A spark can start a prairie fire.
Although Mars is not lethal, it can also cause a prairie fire or explode a city if it is used well.
Qingyun only felt that the air in front of him had completely burned out, turning into a void, a real void.
All the surrounding matter quickly collapsed into his sword light, one red, one blue, one yin and one yang, twisted in one place, and it was a Hongmeng creation-like explosion and agitation.
Xi Yanwen and Xiao Yunchang originally had a black face and a red face, but at this time, they were both white and bloodless.
It was just that the opponent's sword wind was lightly flicked on the flank of the sword and axe, and the two men with divine power couldn't even hold their weapons, seeing them turn into two desolate beasts, and slammed into Qingyun's sword light from left and right viciously, crashing into that void!
Yuan Fa Monk made a decisive move and slapped Xiao Yunchang with one palm!
The prince of Qi lightly stretched his ape arm and grabbed Xi Yanwen's elbow.
Liu Ying stood up, and as soon as he struck, there were dozens of swords, and the swords were all slashed in the gap between the three cold rays.
At first, the sound of gold and iron was like a shower, and then it became slower and slower.
Every time Liu Ying swung his sword, he seemed to be bearing a great force backlash, and with the last two sword groans, he had retreated into the gate, his throat swallowed lightly, and blood was faintly oozing from the corners of his mouth.
Xi Yanwen and Xiao Yunchang's faces were as thin as gold paper.
Yuan Fa Monk and Qi Gongzi shot to save people, so naturally they didn't hurt them, but in order to recover this earth-shattering slash, the backlash suffered by the two of them was really extraordinary.
Two more screams, two figures rose from the shadows.
The firelight lingered, and several lamps and candles were held in the view.
Under the swaying light and shadow stood an old Taoist priest with a stiff figure and a lewd appearance, dressed in a gray cloth greasy robe.
A strange conical sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, and a few beads of blood were slowly crawling along the conical busbar towards the tip like snails, before they could drip down.
Taishi Shuming was holding a person in the crook of his arm, and a blood hole was opened in his shoulder, it was the Chu boy who was known for his latentness.
There was another man in black in the distance, because of the distance, he couldn't see it really, but when he saw the painful curled up appearance, it was obviously also a color.
Although the strange sword light was erratic, it was obviously from one person.
One person and one sword, breaking the sword and axe and sword confluence, forcing the Yuan monk Liu Ying and the prince of Qi to shoot at the same time, and took advantage of the situation to hurt Chu Tongzi who was hidden in the shadows and the man in black who was watching from a distance.
Zu Yuzhi was the only one among the people who did not make a move, so he could still maintain his appearance.
At this time, he saw the surrounding situation clearly, hurriedly took a step forward, first protected Liu Ying, who was slightly injured, behind him, and respectfully made a long bow to the old man.
"This Dao Leader in front of you is Mr. Second Insect?"
The old Taoist priest didn't know how old he was, and the color of his two pupils was about to fade.
Under the dim light, he rolled his eyes and looked at Zu Xuanzhi,
"Hey, you're not very old, but you're quite knowledgeable.
I actually saw through the origin of the old way at a glance, well, tell me, who is your master? β
Zu Yuzhi straightened his body, and when he heard the words, he shook again,
"Mr. Huayang, the disciple greets the seniors for the teacher."
"Oh, I'm saying who hasn't forgotten me, an old immortal, it turned out to be Tao Hongjing.
Well, don't you want to scare me with your master,
Although I can't beat him, he doesn't have the face to do anything to my old bones.
Even if he came in person, if I said I wouldn't let him go, then he would definitely not break in. β
"It's all a misunderstanding. In fact, none of you present have any intention of embarrassing your views......"
"Alright, don't play so much in front of my old bones.
I know you don't look down on this broken Taoist temple, do you actually mean to back the mountain?
Since you have come here, you should know more or less what kind of people are cultivating in it.
How can you be disturbed by you laity?
This road is not working! Be obstructed! β
Which Nanqi prince also dressed up at this time, stepped forward and said with a smile,
"Senior, for whatever reason, can't you climb the mountain here?"
The old man glanced at him, and his face suddenly froze.
I saw that he rolled a pair of white eyes into the sky, and there were words in his mouth.
After a moment, Fang sighed,
"I've seen you.
At that time, Lu Xiujing, a national teacher in the Southern Song Dynasty, once brought a baby and invited me to consult the eight-character physiognomy together.
The hexagram says:
Tai Shi was born in Feng Zhizhao, and the corpse of Yue Zhu was substituted.
Bodhi cut meat and fed eagle dogs, and Tai Sui fell and starved to death.
The next year, Emperor Song and Ming ascended the throne, and Lu Xiujing asked Taishi to be the year name to activate this prophecy.
Hey, it's been more than 30 years, but I didn't expect you and me to see each other again. β
Lu Xiujing is the former Southern Heavenly Master Dao Heavenly Master, the master of Mr. Huayang Tao Hongjing,
He also cultivated and explained the three religions of Taoism and Confucianism, and was the founder of the theory of the three religions in the same stream.
This old Taoist priest dared to call Lu Xiujing's name, obviously not below him.
Everyone was first photographed by his skills, and at this time they were pressed by their qualifications, so naturally they were all respectful and did not dare to be abrupt and reckless.
The boy repeated a few proverbs in a row, raised his eyebrows and asked,
"This senior.
My father once entrusted Yuan De Daojun to deduce the eight characters in the next, and I had vaguely heard of it in the next.
It's just that Yuande Daojun has been secretive about the results of the calculation, and only vaguely mentioned the words 'expensive and unspeakable'.
My father was very happy and thought that he had received good fortune.
But when I heard the prophecy reported by my predecessors at this time, the prophecy seemed to be fierce and fateful. β
"How can mortals deceive the heavens?
Hexagrams, elephants and proverbs are not definite.
Heaven and earth operate in their own laws.
The so-called "Yi" is the right way for things to change.
The words obtained are only fragments of the reflection of the Heavenly Truth on the things that are sought.
Since Lu Xiujing said that it was auspicious, it was auspicious, and you don't need to think about it.
I know your intentions for coming here.
But you still can't get there.
You shouldn't come, and it's useless to come.
It is better to ask for others than for yourself, and one day, you will understand. β
The old Taoist priest paused, and then said to the ancestors,
"You're here with that bald head, aren't you?"
Zu Zhizhi and Yuan Fa Monk looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and then Yu Zhi gave another salute,
"This is the elder brother who is in Xiajiao, the Yuan monk."
"Hey, you young people are really not exquisite.
One is the family of the Southern Qi generals, and the other is the Northern Wei royal family, isn't your sworn bow to ruin your respective futures? β
This is something that the two ancestors really hadn't thought about before.
One of them is a martial idiot, and the other is a scholar, but the average political EQ of the two is zero.
At this time, it was broken by Mr. Worm II, although he also realized that it was inappropriate, but he didn't take it to heart.
"The official is not the only future, since the eldest brother doesn't dislike it, what do I have to be afraid of?"
"Hmm~ good! Young is good.
If you think it's okay, then it's okay.
But you still can't go up.
Otherwise, it will inevitably be a bloody storm, a bloody rain. β
When the old Taoist priest said this, a cold light suddenly flashed in his white eyes, shooting towards the man in black who had been gasping in the distance,
"Hey, that kid from the Li family in Longxi? What room are you from, and what are you here for? β
The man walked a few steps, endured the pain in his left arm, and stepped forward to salute with a fist.
When everyone saw him, it turned out to be a handsome and beautiful young man.
But I heard the man's voice answer,
"Li Shenjun, the fourth son of Xia Zhendingzi, has disturbed his predecessors."
This true determination is not a road number, but because the Northern Wei Dynasty still retains a viscount.
This Li Gongzi is a real prince.
"Oh, who am I, no wonder, well, no wonder.
It turned out to be Li Yansun's grandson, which can be regarded as an old man.
However, I will not embarrass you today, lest you fall into the pretext of bullying the small.
The old Taoist priest is Xianyun Yehe, a village man, even if your sixth uncle comes, I won't give face.
Go back together, O you. β
Li Yansun is the nickname of Li Bao, the prince of Dunhuang in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Li Bao gave birth to six sons, except for one who died young, the other five were a duke, three marquises, and a viscount.
This Longxi Li family, rich and rich, that is like this since the Spring and Autumn Festival.
Li Shenjun's father is really determined to be the most unpromising room in Li Bao's branch.
However, his sixth uncle, Li Chong, the public servant of Longxi, was the number one person with a different surname in the dynasty.
The prestige of the Li family is not limited to the political arena, because the ancestor of Taoism, Lao Tzu, is also from Longxi Li, and Confucius once asked him, so this sect is highly respected in both Confucianism and Taoism.
The Taoist in front of him actually dared to call Li Bao's small characters, so in addition to being crushed by seniority, there would definitely be no second reason.
Three sets of heroes, no coincidence, can be chosen to explore the Taoist temple tonight,
As a result, he was scared by an old Taoist priest and stopped him at the door.
Whether it is the number one swordsman in the world, the nobles of Southern Qi, or the Duke of Northern Wei, they are all difficult to do in front of him.
In the end, this cadre could only retreat like a defeated rooster.
On the way back, everyone naturally surrounded Zu Yu and asked the origin of the old Taoist.
Zu Yuzhi could only shake his head helplessly,
"I only heard the name of Mr. Worm Second from Master by chance.
It is said that he was recognized as the first swordsman in the Yuanjia period,
Although it is in the Daomen, it does not belong to the Taoist sect, and the inheritance is the unique swordsmanship of Hou Wormda, who is as famous as the Yue Girl, and is good at the change of reality and reality, and is good at stabbing and stabbing.
As famous as his swordsmanship is his romantic past.
The weak water is 3,000, the rain and dew are evenly wet, and I don't know how many famous prostitutes from rich families have had scandals.
But then I heard that he actually sealed his sword and went into hiding for a woman, and since then there has been no news like evaporation from the world.
Today I can see through his origins, mainly because of the stabbing cone-shaped sword.
The family teacher likes swords, and once hid a stabbing sword used by Mr. Worm Er in his early years, and the style is not much different from what I see today.
Therefore, he dared to break the name, and sure enough, he was hit. β
Among the several people, Xi Yanwen is the oldest, and he has naturally heard some about the past of Worm Er.
But those are all anecdotes passed down by the fathers, and they are not detailed.
At the age of the rest of the people, they should know even more vaguely.
But after listening to Zu Xuanzhi's explanation, Li Shenjun pretended not to care, but he was obviously a little distracted.
He had come alone, and no one knew him well, so it was inconvenient for him to come forward and ask.
Fortunately, there are still people who are not stingy, such as the Yuan Clan's Little Dragon King, who stretched out his palm, which was the size of a fan, and slapped it on Li Shenjun's left shoulder.
Hearing only a sigh, the son of the Li family was almost half paralyzed, and the wound on his left arm suddenly cracked again, gurgling and oozing blood.
The Yuan monk was still casual, as if he hadn't seen anything, and asked with a big mouth,
"Brother! You must know something, tell me about it. β
Li Shenjun only felt that his left shoulder sank, as if he was being pressed by Wuzhi Mountain, and the more he struggled, the heavier he became.
If it's someone else, it's okay, it's a big deal to turn around and leave.
But once everyone was an official, how dare he, a classless Feng Dynasty, dare to use all his resources to turn out General Long Xiang's Five Finger Mountain?
Although he is not familiar with the Yuan monk, he has heard of the little dragon king's style.
He knew that if he didn't say something dry today, it would definitely not be good, so he opened his mouth and begged for mercy,
"Little Dragon King, let go first.
It's not that the lower officials don't want to say it clearly, it's just that it's hard to distinguish the truth from the false.
The lower officials did not dare to confuse the public. β
Monk Yuan let go of his hand and laughed,
"If you say it, Xiao Wang, I should have fun."
"Little Dragon King, have you heard of the Wind Moon Disciple?"
The little dragon king's color changed when he heard this, and he seemed to be a little upset.
This Fengyue disciple is a scandal of the Northern Wei royal family, which originally arose from the time of Empress Dowager Feng.
It is rumored that the so-called Fengyue disciples are some little white faces raised by the royal family, for the widowed Empress Dowager Feng to meet those needs that the palace can not meet when she is lonely.
To put it bluntly, it is a male luck to be used for fun when you are bored.
Empress Dowager Feng's private Fengyue disciples have more than a dozen people at most, and most of them are from the Li family.
Later, it was precisely because of the competition for favor between the two male attendants surnamed Li that everyone in the court knew about it.
Today, Wang Yuanhong of Wei was forced to face this cancer and dealt with those pampered and arrogant men who were either beheaded or castrated, or transferred or distributed, and basically dealt with it.
However, Yuan Hong is not too ruthless, and he has left a line in the end.
The most famous among the Fengyue disciples is Li Shenjun's sixth uncle Li Chong.
Li Chong is not only handsome in life, proficient in all the six arts, but also a good hand at handling government affairs.
Yuan Hong not only did not reduce his holy grace, but also continued to be knighted and delegated power.
But Li Chong's identity as a Fengyue disciple is the biggest taboo that cannot be put on the table in the political arena of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Mo said that it was in front of Yuanhong and Li Chong, and when Yuan Fa Monk heard the three words Fengyue disciple at this time, he also had to ......
(No, he doesn't have any hair) and he has a beard.
He was about to have a seizure, and suddenly remembered that he had forced the other party to confess, so he snorted coldly, and angrily shook the sleeves of his robe to silence him.
But Li Shenjun's next sentence reminded him of the awakening,
"Well, that, what Xia Guan means is that Mr. Nymph Second really has something to do with it.
The one that the little dragon king cares about may be on the mountain. β
The little dragon king squinted at him,
"So what you care about is her old man?"
Li Shenjun laughed with him, looking like an apricot blossom,
Although he is also a pretty young man, but the powder on his face is about to be squeezed down by those laugh lines.
"Hey, you're not the only one who cares about her old man."
Seeing Li Shenjun's appearance, the little dragon king suddenly had another thought in his heart, and he was even more disgusted with this person, so he stopped talking.
Although the rest of the people did not know as much about the affairs of the Northern Wei Palace as the Little Dragon King, they had also heard about it, and they all understood it seven or eight points at this time.
Qingyun saw that the atmosphere was awkward, so he went to talk to the son of Nanqi,
"What is this son's name?
I don't think it's for those trivial family matters of the Wei royal family, right?
We're in the same boat now,
If you want to find an opportunity again, you can't help but discuss it together, why don't you be open and honest? β
"Ah, the identity has not been revealed yet, it is indeed Xiao's rudeness.
The surname is Xiao, and the single name is a derivative word.
However, Xiao is not from the Southern Qi Sect, and he came here just to find an old friend. β
"I'm afraid it's not an old friend, but a boss who knows it, right?"
Li Shenjun's eyebrows were flying, and he looked proud of Zhizhu in his hand.
Xiao Yan's expression remained unchanged, so he simply opened his words,
"Yes, it was Xiao who met his boss, Xiao Ziliang, the king of Lingling.
He devoted himself to Buddhism, and two years ago, because he was jealous of the current King of Qi, he claimed to be sitting at home, and his whereabouts are unknown.
I was also suggested by a friend and found this place. β
"Ren Shentong?"
"What? Does Mr. Li recognize Yansheng? β
"Hey, let the supernatural, let the supernatural.
Others call him Ren Shen, but I know that he is Ren Shen,
(In the author's case, the word nerve is not a word of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.) In fact, there are indeed many choices for ancient rhetoric, but it is too difficult for modern readers to speak and not straightforward enough. Since it's a novel, as long as the character design is not detached from historical facts, in terms of nicknames, I invite you to see the officials and generals. οΌ
If he hadn't met me, how would he have found this place back then? β
This supernatural power, whose real name is Ren Fang, has been a prodigy since he was a child, so he is called Ren Prodigy.
He and Xiao Yan were both staff members of Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling, in the past, and were tied for the "Eight Friends of Jingling".
It's just that later this prodigy's style has changed to a little strange, and the gods have to specialize in studying some strange things.
Because he continued to write Zu Chongzhi's abandoned pen "Shu Wei Ji", this name was gradually changed to Ren Shentong.
After he learned about it, not only did he not think it was angry, but he also gave his four sons with pigtails nicknames.
They are called Donghuang, Xihua, Nanrong, and Beisuo, and he calls himself a supernatural power.
The youngest child, who had just learned to walk, shook three times and took ten steps and fell down, but he was called Beisuo, which is really strange.
But he enjoyed it himself.
often holds a bell in his hand and takes four babies to go north and south, which can be regarded as a momentary anecdote.
This Ren Fang's contacts are vast and spread all over the world.
Xiao Yan was not surprised when he heard that he had met Li Shenjun.
Friends and friends of friends, this time it is warm,
"Oh? I don't know how Brother Li concluded that Xiao Jingling is in this mountain? β
After all, Xiao Yan took into account that he was in the Wei State, and he could not use the title of prince of the Southern Dynasty to be called Xiao Ziliang.
In case Wei also has a king of Jingling, how embarrassing would it be?
With the surname Xiao Jingling, this is much softer.
"In the past, Emperor Qi Wu intended to pass on the throne to Xiao Ziliang.
However, since Xiao Luan, the king of Qi, sought Xiao Ziliang for a secret discussion, Xiao Ziliang took the initiative to give up his desire to compete for the throne.
Do you know about this? β
"Everyone in Qi knows about this matter, and Xiao has naturally heard about it.
Could it be that Mr. Lee knows why? β
"I don't know."
Li Shenjun smiled narrowly, and he pointed his finger at Songshan behind him,
"When you see him, maybe he'll already know. At that time, Brother Xiao, I'm afraid you will be able to know. β
"Why?"
"Xiao Jingling is a humble gentleman.
He will take it if it is his, and he will not take it if it is not his.
The authorities are confused, hasn't Brother Xiao realized something yet? β
Xiao Yan paced a few steps, and suddenly said, "Could it be related to the death of King Shi'an back then?" β
Xiao Daosheng, the king of Qi Shi'an, is the elder brother of Xiao Daocheng, the founding emperor of the Southern Qi Dynasty, and the father of Xiao Luan, the current king of Qi.
According to legend, he died suddenly before Xiao Daocheng ascended the throne, where he died, and why he died, Xiao Daocheng, the high emperor of Qi State, has been kept secret.
Isn't it Xiao Daosheng's death, what else does it have to do with this Songshan?
Xiao Yan's eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't help but look at Li Shenjun.
Li Shenjun sighed,
"Xianweng Dunhuang has six sons under his knees, and five sons are adults.
has to be named one duke and three marquis, and he is only a viscount here when he arrives at home, and he is two levels behind.
The taboo in this is because of a relationship between my father and King Shi'an.
Although the elders did not say the details explicitly, according to the words inadvertently confided by the late father, it can be concluded that King Shi'an died in the Wei State.
I know that Xiao Luan, the king of Qi today, is violent, and Brother Xiao is here, I am afraid that he intends to welcome Xiao Jingling back to Qi.
But with Xiao Jingling's character, once this knot cannot be untied, Brother Xiao's trip, even if he can see him, I am afraid it will be empty.
I also know that Ren Nerve's mind is the same as yours.
Since we had a meeting, I might as well say one more thing, if you really want to find out what happened back then, there may be someone else you can try.
Every time my father talks about this past, he will mention an old man, who is Chen Daoju, a swordsman from Tanzong. β
"What?"
Qingyun originally just looked at these two people like listening to a book, you and I talked about the past sentence by sentence, but as soon as this remark turned around, he suddenly mentioned Uncle Chen, and suddenly thought that Uncle Chen's whereabouts are still unknown, and he suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and jumped up.
γγγγγ time to knock on the blackboardγγγγγ
Yang Dayan Fu Vertical Eyes, a pair of living treasures, was written as a natural deformity in this work, and it is estimated that many viewers are upset about it.
However, the vision of these two people is recorded in the official history, and it is impossible to complete the historical traces unless so.
Let's talk about this Yang Dayan first, how many pieces does he have at the bottom? "Wei Shu Lie Biography Sixty-one" records such an incident: Shi Gaozu went on a southern expedition on behalf of the general, and ordered Shangshu Li Chongdian to move to recruit officials, and he looked for help with a big eye. Chong Fuxu, with big eyes, said: "I don't know if I don't know about Shangshu, listen to the official skills." Then he took out the long rope and walked away, the rope was as straight as an arrow, the horse could not gallop, and those who saw it were not surprised. Chong said: "Since thousands of years, there has been no such thing." "Then he was used as the master of the army.
It is said that when Emperor Xiaowen had not yet moved the capital, he set out from Daijun to the south and asked Li Chong to select generals. This Yang Dayan Mao recommended himself. Li Chong didn't accept it (why didn't he accept it?) Maybe it's because he looks different from others, if he is born normally, can he still be allowed to be a soldier? οΌγ At this time, Yang Dayan said: "Lord Shangshu, don't you know, Xiaguan has another merit." So he took out a three-zhang long rope and tied it behind his bun, and began to run. A long rope was carried straight by him, and the galloping horses could not catch up with him, and no one who saw it was not surprised and cheered. Li Chong praised, "For thousands of years, this son has been a lone show. So he chose him to be a general.
The history book says in black and white that he runs faster than a horse and can fly a three-zhang long rope, what kind of speed do you say this is? Not to mention the cheetah, this is a chance to split (PK) Ferrari. To run so fast, normal human bones can't support it, so he has to be a deformity. Combined with the characteristics of his big eyes, it should probably be the head of a Martian, the lower body of a Draenei.
Let's talk about Fu Vertical Eyes. What does this vertical eye mean? It's not the kind of Erlang God, it's called Vertical Eyes. In Chinese characters, this pupil refers to the black eye, the eye refers to the part of the eye that opens to exclude, the eye refers to the eyeball, and the eye refers to the entire organ. These four concepts are scaled up. Therefore, Erlang God can only be regarded as a vertical eye. The vertical eye refers to the crab eye, the eyeball protrudes outward, such as describing the angry glare, the word says: standing eyebrows and vertical eyes, is to describe the appearance of staring hard at the protruding eyeball. When people stare, their eyebrows will be raised, and their eyes will never be raised, but will only be prominent, and everyone understands this truth. Legend has it that the appearance of the ancient Shu King silkworm cong is vertical and vertical, according to the Sanxingdui mask unearthed so far, it is the same as the crab described in this article.
These big eyes and vertical eyes are both fierce generals of the three armies during the period of Emperor Xiaowen, and they have a very hippie (CP) sense in one place. Around 496, the two officials were not big, and the historical deeds were blank, even if some anecdotes were added, it would not be hindered by the official history (the author has plugged his ears, so he can afford to bear the research).