Chapter II

Emperor Murong Tong hesitated for a moment, and hammered His Royal Highness the Prince of the World on the chest, at this moment, he no longer pretended to be seductive and charming, no longer gloomy eyebrows, and exuded a strange awe-inspiring heroic aura

Xu Fengnian lay on the slope and said with a smile: "Chen Yu, who ranks second on the rouge rating, is said to be not inferior to Nangong, and he knows the way?"

Emperor Murong Tong nodded, but as for why Chen Yu and Nangong were mentioned, he was confused

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "That Nangong is the same as you, he is a man, he has a white fox face, he looks better than you, and now he is watching the secret tips in the Tingchao Pavilion of the Beiliang Palace, and when he comes out of the building, maybe it will be the first in the world My two knives, Chunlei and Xiudong, were originally his, and later they were given and borrowed."

Murong Tong Emperor Ha Luha smiled: "You explain again, be careful to be treated as three hundred taels of silver here"

Xu Fengnian was relieved, he had thousands of knots in his heart, and he could help the sisters and brothers untie a knot and deal with the stubble of the Xuanyuan family, as for the trend of Murong Tonghuang's life, he only needed to bury the foreshadowing that could not be called foreshadowing, and then he would no longer care about this game of chess, he really had to learn from Huang Sanjia's old monster, don't care if he painted tiger dogs, and then Xu Fengnian didn't think of the dragon and tiger mountain celestial man who came by dragon in his dream, Zhao Huangchao, this Zhao is not the Zhao of the Zhao family of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Xu Fengnian has not yet figured out whether it is a dream or reality, if it is the truth, why did the girl who was climbing the cliff all night not reactEven the old sword god Li Chungang didn't notice it, but it was a big dream of the Spring and Autumn Period, the white python to the black dragon, and the middle-aged Taoist Zhao Huangchao said everything was justified, especially the Zhang Xu Tianlong who rose from the cliff, almost the same as the "Spring Thunder Evil Jiao Shocking Dragon Map", this picture of the Heavenly King and Heavenly Maiden came from the hands of the Great Qi Refiner, supplemented by evil prophecy, Xu Fengnian frowned, and did not dare to talk to anyone about this strange thing for the time being, I am afraid that only by returning to Beiliang can I mention it to Xu Xiao and Li Yishan

His Royal Highness the Prince didn't know that not long ago, someone happened to look at the dragon and tiger with him, Xuanyuan Qingfeng and grandfather Xuanyuan Guoqi stood on the Wangjiang platform of the Wending Pavilion, the two stood by the railing, the Wending Pavilion was built according to the cliff, and the Wangjiang Platform was abruptly out, the mountain wind hunted, the height was not cold, Xuanyuan Qingfeng pulled up the collar of his coat, and the old man with frosty sideburns smiled: "It's cold?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's cheeks were blown red by the wind stirred by the wind from the river to the wall of Guniugang, he shrunk his neck, and said coquettishly: "It's not too late to learn now."

Xuanyuan Guoqi, who hung the ancient sword name on his waist, smiled and said nothing

The old man is the only seedling of his generation of Xuanyuan in Huishan, after the defeat of the ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan, the retreat practice, are supported by the Xuanyuan national weapon single-handedly, when he was young, he was nameless, and Li Chungang, the sword god who could be called invincible Li at that time, missed the opportunity to fight, and it took nearly 20 years to become famous, and the first battle down the mountain picked the hardest Wu family sword mound to do the grinding sword stone, forcing the Wu family Su Wang sword out of the sheath, although the Xuanyuan national weapon was defeated, it was praised by the martial arts as a late bloomer, and these years of friendship are all old and cang, not long ago I just went to the Dongyue Sword Pond, a sword overturned six sword puppet sword puppets, and the reputation followed by Deng Tai'a, I don't know if the rumors in the rivers and lakes will be replaced by Xuanyuan Guoqi to replace Wang Mingyin as the eleventh is true or false

Xuanyuan Guoqi said softly: "I heard that Li Chungang is by the side of the prince of Beiliang"

The old man's fingers flicked the sword scabbard, and the ancient sword in the sheath trembled, and it actually overshadowed the mountain wind whistling, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng was no different, and the old man sneered: "What kind of sword immortal spirit Li Chungang used to be, when did he become Beiliang's lackey, it was really a big disappointment, I wanted to return from the sword pool, so I went to find this sword predecessor to have a discussion, although it is now said to save trouble, I don't know if Li Chungang is still worthy of this sword out of the sheath."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled and said, "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, isn't the old man the eighth?"

Xuanyuan Guoqi smiled indifferently: "Girl, don't play tricks, do you know that the realm of kendo has regressed, and you want to be brave and diligent, especially the master of Li Chungang's realm, the difficulty is not worse than that of the catastrophe and ascension?" As long as it's not the first layer of the sword immortal, your grandfather can fight this eighth if it's the eighth of real money, it's okay to say, if it's just thinking about Li Chungang's unparalleled heroism back then, and then give a name, it's better for me to pierce this fig leaf, the former sword god without the Trojan horse cow and an arm was defeated under the sword of Baopu, it is better than being used as a stepping stone by those young descendants"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand and said, "Girl, go first, don't be blown out of the cold, your crazy father will nag me for a month when the time comes."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng left the Wending Pavilion with a gloomy face and read about dementia, how could the Xuanyuan family with martial arts idiots gain a foothold? Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked in the pavilion, erected bookshelves on both sides, a slender hand slowly wiped on the secret notes arranged by the pronunciation, her eyes were dull The ancient books that these fingers touched were all the martial arts secrets that the rivers and lakes dreamed of, she had read most of them and kept them firmly in mind, because she knew that once she got married, even if she recruited a son-in-law, she would no longer be allowed to enter the Wending Pavilion, so she had been reciting the contents of the secret notes hard all these years, page after page, book after book, hoping to find a man who could rely on it in the future, to prosper the long house that was consumed by the scholar's father, and restore the atmosphere that the great sect should have

After walking out of the Winning Pavilion, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked resolute

An old woman who took care of Xuanyuan Qingfeng hurriedly ran over and whispered: "Miss, Yuan Tingshan is back, there is a sign of serious injury and death."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked calmly, "Can you save it?"

The old woman shook her head and said: "Ordinary methods, you will definitely die"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood on the spot, unable to give up

The old woman said with pity: "Miss, this Yuan Tingshan is dead when he dies, and he will find another young man to cultivate carefully."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's lips were pale, and he muttered, "There is no such opportunity."

She turned around suddenly, walked past the countless bookshelves in the attic, came to Wangjiang Platform, and knelt behind Xuanyuan Guoqi with a plop

The old man, who was perfect in Qi cultivation and kung fu, was just silent and did not ask out loud

Xuanyuan Qingfeng put his hands and knees on the cold and biting green jade ground, and said in a deep voice: "Ask grandpa to save Yuan Tingshan's life"

Xuanyuan Guoqi said a sentence that made outsiders scratch their heads, "If you want to humiliate others, you must first have self-humiliation skills"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body began to tremble, becoming more and more violent, and finally lay on the ground, his heart was like a knife, and he sobbed: "Grandpa, why did the old ancestor choose me to double cultivate for something? As long as grandpa can save Yuan Tingshan, as long as Yuan Tingshan can block the ten swords of the old ancestor, Qingfeng will not have to go to the bull to descend."

Xuanyuan shook his head

A middle-aged Confucian scholar who resembled a seven-point shape with Xuanyuan Guoqi coughed and walked into the Wangjiang platform, his hair was tied in a scarf, he held the "Moral Forbidden Thunder Spell" in one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and put his palm behind him after letting go, a pool of scarlet blood

Xuanyuan Guoqi said slightly angrily: "Jingcheng, since you are not in good health, don't walk around"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said bitterly: "Life and death have fate, just accept fate"

Xuanyuan Guoqi, who had his back to the father and daughter, waved his sleeves, obviously quite angry

Xuanyuan Jingcheng changed the Taoist books into the hand with the palm full of blood, clenched it tightly, bent over, and wanted to support his daughter with his free hand

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was already weak in his hands and feet, but at this time, for some reason, he surged a force, smashed off his biological father's hand, and scolded with resentment: "You are not worthy"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family, had a bitter face, and said softly: "Let's go, your mother warmed a pot of angelica wine for you to warm your stomach."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng staggered to his feet and staggered out of the Wangjiang platform, leaving Xuanyuan Jingcheng with a resolute and desolate back

Xuanyuan Guoqi was angry and mourned his misfortune, raised his voice and reprimanded: "Look, in order to marry a broken shoe that can be a wife, you lost the face of your family, not to mention, what have you done all these years?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said calmly: "Read"

"Reading the Spring and Autumn Righteousness"

"Reading Taoism and Doing Nothing"

"Reading Buddhism and Compassion"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said word by word, tepid, and his tone was extremely slow, not a temper, how to withstand the white eye suppression of the past 20 years, the other two rooms were already riding on his head to and pee, but this scholar never said a word, just read a book

"Jingcheng wants to let the ancestor know the Tao, his so-called three religions are connected, and bullshit is not through"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng walked to the railing and stood side by side with Xuanyuan Guoqi

Xuanyuan Guoqi was so angry that his eyebrows trembled, and he couldn't wait to slap this unsuccessful but demonic son to death

Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled, clenched the "Moral Forbidden Thunder Spell", the blood seeped into the page more and more, and said: "Since you can't become an immortal real person......

"Shut up the big rebellious thing"

Xuanyuan Guoqi slapped his son in the face and walked away

Obviously, if the middle-aged scholar was allowed to continue, he would only add words that would not be shocking and endless

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was slapped in the face, was indifferent and looked at the dragon and tiger

It stands to reason that with the strength of Xuanyuan Guoqi, even if he is restrained, the traces on Xuanyuan Jingcheng's face will never be fleeting

When the Pavilion was empty, he threw out the copy of "Moral Forbidden Thunder Mantra" and jumped over the bar

flew out of the Guniu Dagang and went straight to the surface of the Longwang River

When falling into the air, the toes of the toes step on the book, and the diagonal forward sweeps across the air, like an eagle like a falcon

The real people in the world are close at hand, and they are not recognized

Xuanyuan Jingcheng floated across the Longwang River, the first time he landed on the shore on his toes, and blasted out a big pit, the second step was slightly smaller, the third step was again, seven steps in a row, step by step on the pit, like a lotus blooming

One step at a time, one step at a time, step by step lotus

Seven steps later, there was no dust on the ground