Xu Fengnian relied on the new King Kong physique to squeeze into the herd, still suffered enough, a little careless, was hit by a sturdy bison, such as a juju hydrangea was kicked around, with Xu Fengnian's stubborn temperament, and unwilling to easily jump out of the cow tide, several times to wash to the ground, instantly trampled by dozens of bison, these white socks bison often weighed two or three thousand catties, really can't afford it, only then overturned the cow's hooves, jumped on the back of the cow, fortunately, there is a rhubarb court evolved out of the mirage to protect the body, otherwise it has already fallen to the unclothed, or lie or sit on the back of the cow or rest or raise a sword, and then seek their own hardship, jump into the narrow gap of the herd, continue to swim fish and slideAt first, he collided with the cattle several times, embarrassed, provoked a lot of anger, and couldn't wait to use the sword qi to roll the dragon wall to stir up dozens of hundreds of bison, forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and cooperated with the rhubarb court's heart method, and finally figured out the trend to move, when the cattle stopped, he stayed away from the bison, sat alone and concentrated, flew with a sword, once a wolf group stared at the calf, Xu Fengnian did not kill, stomped on the ground, quite the arrogance of the sky and the earth, intimidated and dispersed the wolf, a few days down, ups and downs, Xu Fengnian is about a cow smell, but seems to have become a part of the bison herd, accepted by many bison。

When Xu Fengnian passed through the entire herd from the end of the herd at one time, and finally took the lead, the herd followed him for more than ten miles.

Seeing a large area of aquatic plants, Xu Fengnian lay on the grass by the lake, panting, satisfied, and got the essence of the fish style on the sixth page of the knife spectrum, only to know how short-sighted the prejudice against this trick was at first, if it is integrated into the hob technique, it is really like a fish in water complements each other, turned his head to look at the spring thunder hanging from the waist, and laughed at himself: "Spring Thunder Xiudong is a pair of sisters, after the separation, you unfortunately followed my straw bag, Xiudong stayed with the white fox's face, you can't be too embarrassed." ”

Xu Fengnian took off his black robe and white coat, pouted his buttocks and put it into the lake to scrub it, revealing the soft silk armor that people in the rivers and lakes dream of, the soft armor had been poked out of a hole in the heart by a hand knife by the girl, and after returning to Beiliang, the cardinal pavilion craftsmen hurriedly sewed it up, this secret agency, now it must be busy with the red armor that has lost its generals, the combat power of the Beiliang army is amazing, and the cardinal pavilion led by the Mo family giant has made great contributions. Soft armor woven with sword sac twelve, respectively to store flying swords, before entering the North Mang, Xu Fengnian sword four or five out of the body has been the extreme, now with the devil Xie Ling a battle, leaving the city to watch the fierce woman lotus slowly open, occasionally have an understanding, and then open a trick, in the canyon and the bison herd hard to bump, break through the giant que, open the three new tricks, and then to control the sword, there are eight or nine. Xu Fengnian spread out his clothes on the grass, sat cross-legged, and controlled the sword with nine handles, dazzling, the reason why it is said that the technique is good is that it has additional benefits to the martial arts, it is exactly like this, each flying sword has its own focus on the operation of the qi machine, the thickness and the vein, requiring the sword master to divide his mind into nine, of course, it is not that Xu Fengnian is only three swords away from the previous sword master Deng Tai'a, and the sword and the imperial sword are only one word apart, but after all, it is an insurmountable heavenly gate.

The nine swords in the air are the green plum with a round sword arc and a green and blue sword body, such as a bamboo horse with bamboo sections, a bright morning dew every time the sunlight is reflected, like the spring water flowing in the eyes of the twenty-eight beauties, the peach blossom sword body is pink, the demon is like a charming beauty, slender as a green silk stalkless eyebrows, the most small and sharp and incomparable clear grasshopper, the sword body has a bright red flowing flower lingering red bird, the last one is the sword body is wide and yellow yellow tung, nine flying swords, each has its own merits. The remaining three swords Xuanjia Taia Jinshui, but also the sword intent is outstanding, especially the Tai'a sword, which can be called a bullfight, Xu Fengnian does not dare to control it easily, the twelve swords are like the beauties of the world, the shelves are different in height, the childhood sweetheart is like the girl next door, the sword is smooth, the peach blossom Emei Vermilion Bird Huangtong is like a lady's show, the other three are like a virtue in the city, soft and hard do not eat, Xu Fengnian is the same as the daily courtesy, the speed of the fetus is extremely slow, but that day mixed with the golden blood of the Buddha, Emei fell, and then a few swords are also roughly the same, only the golden wisp of a sword, almost an instant achievement of the sword fetus, the big surprise, I don't feel so distressed about the waste swords of the previous few swords for three days, after raising the golden wisp, the golden brilliance in the blood completely faded, so that Xu Fengnian was relieved, he couldn't give up the remaining eleven swords in order to cultivate the golden wisp and a sword, this deal was a big loss, and he was not so loser.

Xu Fengnian controlled the flying sword to cut the water grass, and he didn't know how Deng Tai'a would feel when he saw this scene, and after being exhausted, he withdrew the nine sword sacs, Xu Fengnian grinned, leaned back, folded his hands under the back of his head, closed his eyes and was half asleep. Yao Jian said that the dragon in the world out of Kunlun, the three dry dragons, a fall of Tai'an, a out of the East China Sea, a into the North Mang, the green bag geography has a mountain old lifeless tender mountain has luck said, so the search mountain does not search for the old dragon to find the tender mountain, the closer to Kunlun, with the change of the times, the more the dynasty born in the west can not be born in response to the times, not to say the temple, only in terms of feng shui, the original placement of the king with a different surname Xu Xiao tun soldiers in Beiliang, and Beimang confrontation, and the royal family Yan Guangling two major vassal kings into the southeast and the southeast, responsible for suppressing the dragon qi, the Zhao family of the Son of Heaven did not have a hidden selfishness of a person with a foreign surname to guard the courtyard and take care of the treasures of his own family, and because the King of Guangling and the current emperor had the same father and mother, they were able to be stationed in the East China Sea, which can be described as well-intentioned. It's just that when it comes to the luck of the dynasty and his own fate, there are always too many contradictions, and Li Yishan is very resistant to this, and Yao Jian was beaten several times by the pond fish.

Xu Fengnian stood up suddenly, put on his clothes, and then saw a middle-aged Taoist who was not like the costume of the Central Plains Taoist priest fluttering in, seeing himself, he just glanced at the spring thunder, and then he was no longer interested, this Taoist priest has eight-character eyebrows, a pair of apricot eyes, wearing a short brown robe, with a variegated silk ribbon tied around his waist, and carrying a pine pattern bronze sword, with a clear appearance, quite a fairy style, and asked in the tone of the North Mang and the Southern Dynasty: "Have you ever seen an old monk holding a bamboo reed Zen staff?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head calmly and said, "I haven't seen it yet." ”

The Taoist narrowed his eyes and continued to ask: "Your Excellency seems to have the superior Dao Sect Breathing Technique, dare to ask which Dao Sect real person taught you?"

Xu Fengnian, who had already concealed his qi, feigned anger and said, "I have no comment. ”

The middle-aged dusty Taoist priest smiled, but his smile was indifferent, "Oh? That's the secret agent from Beiliang." ”

In Beimang, Taoism is the state religion, and the Daode Sect Qilin Zhenren is the Xuanhe National Teacher who has a high status and enters the Nine Heavens. Before the empress ascended the throne, Taoism was not obvious, Buddhism was prosperous, since the Qilin Zhenren was respected as the national teacher, it was said that the book of the Son of Heaven was yellow paper flying, and three hundred and sixteen people worshiped the lord. Therefore, Buddhism gradually fell silent, the large and small Taoist temples of the Beimang Emperor City sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and hundreds of Taoist priests and dogs of the Daode Sect ascended to heaven, most of them were in the ascendancy, and they were honored as guests by dignitaries and dignitaries, and they were all royal gifts of yellow and purple nobles who could determine life and death with one word.

Xu Fengnian was surprised and said: "Dao Ye is an immortal of the Daode Sect? The kid often hears all kinds of miracles of the Daode Sect real people in Gusai Prefecture to help the needy, is it all fake?"

The person with the negative sword Taoist sneered: "Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all beings, so how can it really treat everyone equally? ”

Xu Fengnian seemed to be forced by the situation, so he had to bow his head, and said helplessly: "The kid did see an old monk going north, and asked me for half a bag of water to drink, the old monk said that he was from the two Zen temples, and he wanted to go to the Qilin Temple to talk about Buddhism with the national teacher." ”

The apricot-eyed Taoist listened to every word in his ears, snorted coldly, and drifted away.

Xu Fengnian waited until the figure of the Taoist disappeared and confirmed that there was no doubt that he had not turned back and hidden, which made his body grow spontaneously, shrinking and relaxing, and the water surface of the small lake flat mirror on his side suddenly burst, and there were ripples. Xu Fengnian has been swimming into the herd of cattle these days, knowing that he has been promoted to the first realm of King Kong, and it is not strange to see it, the second grade below the realm is judged by how much armor is broken, and the martial artists in the world can be among the second grade, which is a great blessing, enough to be called a stunning and brilliant person, scattered all over the world, each dominant, and is regarded as an unattainable little master by ordinary people, but only when he really enters the first grade, he knows that in the past it was only a scale and half a claw, and after the thousands of miles of pictures are rolled, it is a truly beautiful scene. Just like Xu Fengnian is now driving the sword, a sword sweeps by, but not just to see where the flying sword finally hangs, the arc trajectory of the flying sword's previous operation is also vaguely visible, Xu Fengnian guessed that when he reached the finger Xuan, I am afraid that he can predict the forward ritual of the flying sword in the next moment, as for the law of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm, Xu Fengnian has no way to predict the difficult and profound mysteries. Xu Fengnian looked at the lake that was gradually returning to calm, and muttered to himself: "The food should be eaten one bite at a time, and the women's clothes should be taken off one by one, what Wen Hua said is always very reasonable." ”

Now that he has understood the swimming fish style, Xu Fengnian did not disturb the bison herd, took a short rest by the lake, stayed for a day and a night, and struck while the iron was hot to control the golden wisp of the sword tire that was far ahead of the scale.

The avenue is ethereal and difficult to find, even the saint has to say that it is not possible to float in the sea, the way of the sword is also a truth, the Wu family sword mound sword goes to the front, seeks the way with art, does not pursue the mysterious artistic conception of the sword into a sword, but diligently climbs to the extreme in the sword trick swordsmanship, raising a sword is one of the side doors with unique scenery, Xu Fengnian obtained the flying sword twelve because of the blessing of misfortune outside the city of Emperor Wu, and the madman generally raises twelve handles at the same time, and he is not tired of it, but it is really not a tyrannical thing, worthy of the sword gift friendship of the uncle of the new sword god. As for when he will be able to control the sword and take the head, Xu Fengnian will have nothing to do and steal a few pleasures, and he does not dare to hope that he will be able to achieve it overnight, the old abbot Nagarjuna Holy Monk praised him for his outstanding talent, Xu Fengnian neither arrogant nor arrogant, just laughed it off, because with Li Chungang and the white fox in front of him, there is really no reason for His Royal Highness the Prince to be arrogant and conceited.

Xu Fengnian walked slowly along the lake, the qi in the body was previously complicated, according to the sword qi rolling dragon wall circulation, the first time he entered King Kong, he returned to the basics, began to seek simplicity, and ran the qi machine in the style of swimming fish, I don't know how long he walked, and suddenly heard the Qiang flute.

Raise the eye, there is a group of herdsmen who live in the distance by water and grass in the distance to build black and white tents and large and small felt tents, grassland herdsmen whenever the ice and snow melt, they have to drive the carriage and ox cart to find new pasture for all kinds of livestock, from April to August, the climate is warm, the water and grass are abundant, it is the golden season for grazing, but the herdsmen's life without a fixed place is by no means as free as the outside world imagines, the migration of the Beimang grassland tribe must follow the rules established by the Siti, and camp in the grassland within the boundary, although the grassland is large, but the pastureland is divided by the large and small Siti, these Siti are the most noble and powerful of the royal family, covering a vast areaGenerally speaking, even if it is a drought and grass dry winter snow storm, the tribe does not allow the neighboring herdsmen to enter the territory to take refuge and protect the livestock, so the grassland perennial internal war, even if the same royal family is from the royal family, will also make a big move, blood flows all over the field, until the Beimang Empress ascended the throne, committed to impeaching Yelu Murong and the two surnames Xiti, the situation has improved slightly.

Xu Fengnian followed the melodious Qiang flute, saw a graceful back of the flute facing the lake, she puffed her cheeks for ventilation, solo vertical blowing, tactful and desolate, Xu Fengnian is proficient in music, but I don't know much about the Qiang flute, there are a few high-quality Qiang flutes made of Xishu Min bamboo in the house, only the big girl sweet potato in the Wutong Garden is good at this, Xu Fengnian stopped to listen for a long time, a little melancholy, these days in the dead of night, it is indeed a little nostalgic for the sweet potato thighs sleeping peacefully. The elasticity of those beautiful legs, tsk. Xu Fengnian hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, silently recited the Taoist mantra to clear his mind and meditate, but he didn't know that it was okay not to read it, he deliberately wanted to think innocently, but the qi in his body turned over the river and the sea, and when he stepped into King Kong, the rhubarb court sealed the gold and the gold was dispensable, and for a while, some of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World had relapsed.

Xu Fengnian had a headache for a while, and there were two ways to go in front of him, either to be a brute who seemed to drag a woman into the crop field, or to be a nerd who abided by etiquette in the melon field and was not even as good as a brute.

His Royal Highness the Prince is very melancholy at the moment and under his crotch.

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