Sangeum School Palace in Gangnam Province.

A light rain had just turned into a downpour, and immediately a celestial master made a move, sweeping away the thick black clouds in the air.

Although the light rain stopped, it still covered the lotus lake and even the ten miles of merit forest in the Shangyin School Palace with a thin layer of mist, hazy and graceful, like the poetry and book lady in the boudoir of Jiangnan Province, which is pleasing to the eye.

On the banks of the Lianhu River, there are two people playing against each other.

No one bothered.

Beside the Oriental Stone Monument of Lianhu Lake, several naïve children play happily, their temperament is lively and jumpy, their hands and feet and eyes are not idle, and there are still a few Confucian scholars in green shirts sitting on the boat in the center of the lake, enjoying the lake scenery.

On the bow of the lotus canopy, a handsome young man leaned on the somewhat shabby cabin, his luxurious brocade clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and he did not dislike it, he lazily stretched out his hand, his hands were moist, and his eyes looked at the two figures by the lake:

"It's the second day, how long is it going to go?"

The Confucian scholar in the green shirt also looked over: "According to the battle of the great powers, it is generally a round of ten games, and for every four games of the net win, the chess score will be increased by one square."

This is already the beginning of the fourth game, the day before your second sister lost two games in three games, and Huang Longshi lost one game in three games, and the time was still early. ”

"Can you afford it?"

Xu Fengnian watched the misty water vapor infiltrate into water droplets dripping between the hair of the second sister Xu Weixiong, and his meticulous and focused expression couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Although the two of them are unparalleled in the national war, and playing against each other is extremely draining, they both have cultivation, and there is no big problem."

"It's not a big problem, I can't stand being hungry for a day."

"Fat Chu, send my sister something to eat." Xu Fengnian's heart suddenly passed over the girl carrying the sunflower, and said loudly: "Forget it, give one to the old devil, I can't kill him." ”

Standing at the stern of the boat, Chu Lushan even claimed that it was, and came back from the shore after a while, holding a box of dim sum in his hand, as if offering a Buddha to a treasure, grinning: "Just now the second lady said that this is delicious, the quality is soft and smooth, the taste is sweet and fragrant, just now His Royal Highness didn't say that he was hungry, Lu Qiu'er brought a box of mille-feuille cakes." ”

When you open the food box, the body of the mille-feuille cake inside is crystal white and snow-white, and the surface is oily and smooth, which can't help but make people's appetite move.

Xu Fengnian felt a little calmer in his heart, took out a plate of mille-feuille cakes, put it in front of the woman who was sitting steadily next to the Confucian in green shirts, and only said two words: "Hey me!" ”

The woman, who is now the empress of Western Chu, glared at him: "If you want to be beautiful, do you want to eat the sword?" ”

"The girl didn't stay, and that little clay man did whatever she was told to do when she was next to me." Xu Fengnian sighed suddenly, and his hand holding the mille-feuille cake plate did not move.

Jiang Ni's face was thin and disgusted, Xia Fei's cheeks flew away, and he looked at the Confucian priest next to him with his eyes closed, and stretched out his hand with interest.

Cao Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, "Shall I feed you?" ”

Xu Fengnian looked dumbfounded, "How dare you, I'll eat it myself, I'll eat it myself." ”

At this time, another boat came to the lake, and very close, stood a middle-aged man standing with a knife.

"It's a good smell, Xu Fengnian, invite me to eat a plate of mille-feuille cake, I'll help you become the emperor, can you do this deal?"

The powerful Great Pillar Country sniffed lightly in the air.

"A plate of mille-feuille cake is only more than twenty pieces, and the entire Liyang territory is only thirty states, and a piece of mille-feuille cake is worth one state, so General Gu doesn't think this transaction is a big loss?"

Gu Jiantang laughed and didn't answer, as if he was just a hungry traveler, patiently waiting for Xu Fengnian's mille-feuille cake.

Xu Fengnian glanced at the man who was still sharp two or three times, and with a push of his fingers, a plate of mille-feuille cake floated accurately into Gu Jiantang's hand.

Gu Jiantang was unceremoniously, pinched the mille-feuille cake in his hand and sent it to his mouth, and ate half of it in one breath before he said indifferently: "Today's Gu, do you still need to coax anyone with words?" ”

Xu Fengnian asked with interest: "How did you escape from Tai'an City in the first place, why didn't you become the emperor yourself?" ”

Gu Jiantang sneered: "The matter of Tai'an City is thanks to your master and Cao Changqing, who is sitting on your boat. If it weren't for these two, Gu wouldn't have been able to flee in a hurry.

However, Emperor Zhao Chun died and died, and the incense of the Zhao family in Liyang had already been paid off in the Spring and Autumn War.

At the beginning, there was a big chaos in Tai'an City, Zhao Kai wanted to be the emperor, and he deserved it? But that dog thing in Han Mink Temple dared to blackmail me, he killed many of my generals in the capital, and I let him defeat Tai'an and go to Xishu.

The coalition forces of the feudal kings outside Tai'an City did not dare to rush into Tai'an City, and became the target of everyone, and when they saw me go out of the city, they all united to strangle me, and the Zhao family was so virtuous, cold and ruthless.

In the past 20 years, Zhao Chun has also been like this, I know what the purpose of the grace of my old ministry is to enter the capital and seal the official, and I know what the purpose is, finally I have a solid foundation in the Spring and Autumn War, and there are my descendants on both sides of the border of the world. ”

"As for being the emperor, I want to be it, but the right time, place and people are not in my hands, how can I be?"

Xu Fengnian sighed and muttered, "Be an emperor." So how can you take refuge in me? ”

"The Xu family still has a bit of warmth in treating people, you can barely get into my eyes, and you don't worry about being dug up after death when you are the emperor."

Gu Jiantang had already finished eating, returned the plate, and the boat turned around slightly.

"Do you really want to be emperor? Cao Changqing, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes again, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "You said that I killed you now, is the world going to be chaotic again?" ”

Xu Fengnian smiled hesitantly, "I don't know if it's chaotic or not, but I'm sure you don't want to return to the country in your life, and you won't kill me." ”

Xu Fengnian suddenly sat next to Jiang Ni, who was startled and rolled his eyes.

The official and merry Tsing Yi looked at the intimate actions of the two young people, a shadow appeared in his heart, and he got up and sighed, "Just listen to Gu Jiantang's words, don't believe too much." ”

"I understand that."

Jiang Ni hesitated for a moment, but still stood up, and said with great courage: "Uncle Cao, now the world's battle for hegemony in Beiliang has the greatest momentum, can we fight for it?" ”

"If you can't fight, won't you fight? Or will he marry you and be his little daughter-in-law? ”

Jiang Ni blushed suddenly, and now he was bold, "Now Beiliang occupies nearly half of the world, and his soldiers are strong and strong, and he has both civil and military talents, and..."

"What else?"

"And his master, you can't beat it! How does Xichu fight? ”

"Alas~"

Cao Changqing left the boat angrily, and did not forget to take away some reluctant Jiang Ni before leaving.

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Wu family sword mound.

Located in Huainan, it is the place of death and holy place in the minds of countless outstanding swordsmen for hundreds of years.

The place of death is because if the swordsmen of the world want to become truly famous, they have to pass the Wu family, and they have really competed with the Wu family or the Wu family's sword slaves, and can walk out of the sword mound and carry a famous sword taken out of the sword grave.

The holy land is because of the 800-year history of the sword mound, the heritage far exceeds the 'rookie' Dongyue Jianchi, etc., every dynasty, every generation of rivers and lakes will emerge like thunderous kendo geniuses, such as the first swordsman in the world 600 years ago, that is, the Wu family at the age of 31 to dominate the sword crown Wu Qiong, etc., all the people in the rivers and lakes can not deny that the sword mound is the leading kendo force in the martial arts.

In the past hundred years, although the sword path of the rivers and lakes has been dominated by Li Chungang alone, the Wu family's nine swords and nine horsemen have killed Beimang Wanqi, no matter which person in the rivers and lakes will give a thumbs up, and countless young handsome sword wielders are even more excited.

Therefore, there are countless rookies in the rivers and lakes and masters who think that their swordsmanship is unparalleled to go to the Wu family to prove themselves, personally ask the sword and answer the sword, and prove their kendo.

What's more, if you can win, you can not only get the famous sword of the sword mound, the rare book of swordsmanship that has long been lost in the rivers and lakes, but also allow the swordsman to climb to the top of the sword forest from a nobody overnight, which is remembered by the swordsmen of the world, which is a shortcut to the south.

This is the case with Wenhua.

From the original unknown nationality to the sword mound, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!

Such a character, the previous generation was still the old sword god Li Chungang, who got a Trojan horse cow from the sword mound, but Wen Hua didn't take anything, ate sauerkraut a few times, and sprinkled a soak of urine on the sword mountain of the sword mound.

But.

Although going to the Wu Family Sword Shrine to challenge has long become a fashion and goal in the hearts of swordsmen all over the world, and can obtain huge benefits, it is not that cat and dog can challenge casually, because if you fail in the Sword Shrine Challenge, you will have to stay in the Sword Shrine for the rest of your life as a slave of the Wu family, practicing the legendary sitting swordsmanship and dry swordsmanship.

That's why those who can challenge the sword mound to prove that kendo are all top kendo masters in the rivers and lakes, and those who can get out of the kendo are the top of the kendo trend.

At this moment.

Wu family sword mound, there is a question and answer sword.

A middle-aged man wears a white robe with a jade belt at the waist, narrow sleeves and wide body, brocade clothes and ornaments are all exquisite workmanship, and his waist hangs a long sword, the scabbard is black and simple, and the style is gorgeous.

Qi Jiajie, the first swordsman in Tai'an City.

The young man in green shirt standing opposite is this generation of Wu family sword crown, Wu Liuding.

According to the rules of the Wu family, the children of the Wu family, who have one of the nine words from one to nine in their names, are all excellent sword embryos who have shown amazing talent since childhood, and Wu Liuding can have numbers to show his genius.

There was also a mediocre-looking woman watching the battle near him, Cuihua.

In the distance, there are swordsmen and sword slaves who came to watch the battle in the sword mound.

After a salute, both sides were not polite, and Qi Jiajie took the lead in sending out the first sword.

Qi Jiajie is a long-standing kendo master on the rivers and lakes, forty years of his life, more victories and fewer defeats, and the opponents who failed on the side are all great masters of the rivers and lakes.

I have to say that Qi Jiajie's swordsmanship is amazing, Rao is a well-informed sword slave swordsman in the sword mound, and he can't help but ripple with color, and Wu Liuding, the sword crown in the sword mound, is not far behind, holding the sword across the sky, it is a hundred zhang sword qi brilliant spread in the sky, stepping out, the sword is like frost, people are like dragons, so that people dare not blink their eyes, but Qi Jiajie rose in the air, the sword momentum slashed the sky and waved, the two sword qi struck each other, and in an instant, a thunderous sword roar broke out on the sword mountain.

Bang!

The Wu family has a sword mound, and the sword mound has a sword mountain.

On the Sword Mountain is a long sword densely inserted in the mountain, a short sword, eight hundred years of accumulation, I don't know how many swords there are on the Sword Mountain, accumulated over time to form a towering Sword Mountain, and the entire Sword Mountain has no grass, let alone trees, it is difficult to find a foothold.

The sword path methods of the two sides attacking each other stirred up a surging energy, tearing the long sword on the sword mountain and swept away, and the sword wave was like a wave tide surging in one direction.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful sword competition."

Many masters of the sword mound looked at the two dragon-like figures that landed on the sword from time to time, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that Qi Jiajie has a big harvest when he goes out in retreat this time, the sword qi is completed in one go, looking at the masters of the rivers and lakes today, if the qi is long, the rivers and lakes are rare, it is no wonder that he rushed to the sword mound to ask the sword."

"Liuding is not bad, after some experience in the rivers and lakes with the name of the sword crown, I can walk around under Li Chungang and others, my eyes are wide open, the weather is myriad, and the domineering sword is entering the WTO more and more."

Wu Liuding and Qi Jiajie sword fighting more and more hearty, one to maintain the reputation of the sword mound, one to prove the way of the sword, the two sides exhausted all means to make the sword fight soar to the sky, the sword qi soared, hit to the fierce place, Qi Jiajie looked up to the sky and roared, the long arm waved, and suddenly a thousand swords on the sword mound sword mountain flew out obediently:

"I have a sword, ask the Wu family sword mound merry!"

All the Sword Shrine swordsman masters who were watching the battle were taken aback, and Wu Liuding's face showed a solemn expression.

Qi Jiajie's fingers were like swords, and a sword finger fell in the air.

"Slash!"

The expected scene of a thousand swords flying did not happen, Qi Jiajie frowned, turned his internal qi, and slashed again, but the thousand swords behind him still did not move.

"What's going on?"

Qi Jiajie looked at Wu Liuding and the master of the sword mound in front of him, his eyes widened, he couldn't understand, he turned around and looked behind him, only to see the thousand swords turn around, as if hearing the king's order, shooting into the air.

Thousands of swords on the Sword Shrine Sword Mountain shook slightly.

"Here comes the sword!"

There was a loud shout from the sky.

Suddenly, the long swords on the sword mountain shot into the sky.

It's so fast, tearing through the sky.

Wu Liuding and Qi Jiajie, who were still in Jianshan, couldn't care about the battle between the two, so they hurriedly withdrew and retreated and went down Jianshan.

Looking at the sky, a sword mountain that flew into the sky formed instantly.

The eight-hundred-year-old treasure of the Wu family's sword mound was emptied, and all the swords on the ground flew into the sky, and the master of the sword mound was anxious, Wu Liuding patted the shoulder of the second uncle beside him, and said weakly: "It's the sword god." ”

A group of sword mound masters looked closely, only to find that on the top of the sword that covered the sky, there was a white-clothed flying figure.

"How many hidden swords does the Wu family sword mound know?"

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and no one on the ground could answer.

Qi Jiajie stared blankly, his heart was empty, and he felt that his previous methods were jokes.

There was a loud voice in the heavens, which broke through the nine heavens and ten earths.

The white-clothed sword god who flew with the sword laughed and replied: "Wang Xianzhi, the Dongyue Sword Pond is not good, a Wu family sword mound, 200,000 swords, is it enough!" ”

The incomparably spectacular scene at the junction of Huainan and Jiangnan Road can be seen clearly in the Shangyin School Palace, which is separated by hundreds of miles.

Almost everyone in the Shangyin School Palace, the people separated from the two places, martial artists, and swordsmen all stopped, looked at the sky, stunned, and at a loss.

The voice fell.

A sword mountain covers the sky and presses down.

Slammed the burly white-haired figure to the ground.

Fall on the mountains, fall on the rivers, fall on the fields, fall on the yellow sand.

Like a heavy snow falling on the world.

A new grave was formed.

It is more than a hundred times larger than Lu Xueqi's one on Qingyun Mountain.

It's not a family, it's not a door.

Wang Xianzhi's tomb, consisting of 200,000 swords.