After Jiang Baishi finished saying this, he closed his eyes and was silent.

From a distance, he looked like an ordinary old man resting, but when he finished saying this, the man in short clothes fed the white cow a handful of grass, patted the grass clippings off his hands, stretched his muscles and bones, and then walked out of the Shoufu Mansion.

When he stepped out of the court, which was not extravagant, the body of the man in short clothes disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Baishi closed his eyes and sat in the east hall, and the bright sky fell directly into the light east hall.

Sitting in the Ming Hall, I have never seen wind and rain.

There was still not the slightest movement in the Taixuan Palace.

In front of the east hall, there is a long road, and many willows that have sprouted have been planted there.

Until the past ten breaths, an old man who was not tall, dressed in gold and silver, and his clothes were sewn with gold and silver threads, walked into the house.

He came all the way to the East Hall, saluted Jiang Baishi, and then took a seat.

Jiang Baishi finally opened his eyes.

The two old men looked at the sky in the distance, silent.

Until the clouds and mist in the distance began to dissipate, Nan Lao Guogong suddenly sighed: "It's a pity, if Feng Mian is also an ordinary character, if he also has blood ties on his body, and he also wants to continue the big Fu Juyue in front of the Nanguo Mansion like me, many things will become much easier." ”

Jiang Baishi took a sip of hot tea, his movements slow, just like his drooping and decrepit appearance.

"A genius better than a million people, there must always be something different."

Jiang Baishi said: "The same rice, but it can raise a hundred kinds of people, this is the case with the Nanguo Mansion, and the same is true for the Jiuhu Lu family."

Nan Fengmian went to Zhenwu Mountain to practice when he was a teenager, and he was taught by the deer raising Taoist on Zhenwu Mountain, and now the deer raising Taoist does not know where he has gone, and there is no trace.

But Nan Fengmian was influenced by him, and wanted to have a knife at his waist, travel all over the world, see all the rivers and mountains, and act chivalrous.

It is precisely because he has such a free and easy temperament that the awake real person will fly over the mountains and rivers and seas and recognize him as the master.

Nanguo Gonggong, if Nanfeng Mian is just the temperament of an ordinary noble son of a mansion as you said, how can he become the master of the awakening real person, and how can he raise a domineering sword spirit in the Yuan Shen? ”

"Yes...... There will be mistakes. ”

Jiang Baishi's eyes were calm, and he looked at Nan Lao Guogong.

Nan Lao Guogong naturally knew this truth, but when he heard Jiang Shoufu's words, there was a lot of helplessness in his eyes.

"The same rice, raising a hundred kinds of people.

But the Nanguo Mansion has never raised a person who can inherit the position of the Duke of the Kingdom.

Whether it is He Yu or Feng Mian, even the seriously ill one does not want to let the big Fu Juyue always stand in this Taixuanjing.

Today, it may be a good thing that Feng Mian made a mistake, he suffered a catastrophe and did not get out of Taixuanjing, but he was able to save his life, so that he would not die on the road of walking the world, and would not die in the hands of King Qi Yuan. ”

When Nan Guogong said this, he let out a long breath of turbidity, and there was still a slight struggle in his eyes.

As the head of the family, he is really the Duke of Dafu, and the people of the world only know that the scenery of the Nanguo Mansion is infinite, and the industry is all over Dafu, and the Guogong is like Juyue, and the wealth is also like Juyue.

However, everyone in the world has their own difficulties, and even the old man who has stepped into the realm of immortals with half a foot still has many concerns.

Jiang Baishi's voice was still normal, but there was some pity in his tone: "Nan Fengmian has a stubborn personality, in this way, he will not be able to achieve what he wants, and there will be many obstacles to his future cultivation path."

For the Nanguo Mansion, it is also a loss for Dafu. ”

The regret in the eyes of Nan Lao Guogong was even stronger, and then completely dissipated, and he became calm: "It's better than him dying outside."

He was able to kill most of the San'in protectors, and there were many coincidences in them.

But King Qi Yuan didn't know how many assassinations he had suffered, he quietly went to Qi to kill people, but today he was still intercepting and killing the envoy of Qi outside Taixuanjing, and Qi didn't know how many pairs of eyes fell on him.

After today, when he re-enters the Qi Kingdom, it is a dead word both horizontally and vertically.

Rather than this, it is better to let him stay in Taixuanjing safely and live in peace in that huge mansion. ”

Jiang Baishi's expression was slightly different, and he didn't know what he remembered: "I still remember that last time you carried Juyue on your shoulders in the spirit tide, and wanted to use your own qi and blood to crash into the heavenly immortal tower, at that time, the prince was not afraid of death, even the heavenly immortal tower could not suppress your might."

However, only a few decades have passed, and Guogong actually feels that it is better to live in Taixuanjing than to die on the road to becoming stronger, which is ...... Some of them don't look like you. ”

Nan Lao Guogong seemed to be poked in the sore spot, his usual face became a little indifferent, he glanced sideways at Jiang Shoufu, and said softly: "At that time, Da Fu was the strongest in the world.

We have also entered the realm of immortals through the spiritual tide, but I feel that those immortals in the sky cannot live forever, and they must not be old and immortal, so how is it different from us? Why do they stand on my head?

Since we are already invincible in the world, we must also be invincible in the heavens as the Holy Monarch thinks in his heart.

Only later...... The spiritual tide has receded, we are no longer human immortals, the heavenly immortals are still looking down, the twelve immortal towers are still intact, and the five immortal cities headed by Ming Yujing are still high mountains on the path of mortal cultivation, which makes us breathless.

Since this mountain cannot be crossed, there is not much point in risking one's life to practice. ”

Nanguogong's tone became more and more indifferent, and he said, "Lord Shoufu, I know what you are still planning after the spirit tide.

But I'm already old, and although I'm now nine phases in one, I have no hope of entering the realm of immortals in this life, because of this, I, the prince of Dafu Guo, is also like an ordinary peasant old man, thinking about seeking a future generation for the descendants of the bloodline, which is probably not too much? ”

Jiang Baishi looked at the old man of Nan who was wearing gold and silver in front of him, and shook his head with some regret.

Nan Lao Guogong lowered his head, but he seemed to see that in the Nanguo Mansion, outside the courtyard where he was, Nan Heyu controlled the sword light and fell.

She entered the courtyard where she lived on the fair day of Nanlaoguo, only to find that it was empty.

Nan Heyu, who has always had a cold temperament, became a lot more impatient, and she first hurriedly asked a few old people in the house, but she didn't find out where the old man was.

Immediately, he went to find the remaining old generals in the Nanguo Mansion.

But seeing that these old generals were already drunk, no matter how she called them, they were already unconscious.

Nan Xuehu had already seen Nan Heyu's sword light landing, so he also hurried over.

When he asked, Nan Heyu only said that it was fine.

"What happened to my uncle?"

After Nan Xuehu finished speaking, he whistled.

With a neigh, the sound of rapid and powerful horses' hooves came, and Yuelong Mountain stepped on the green bricks, as if a heavy hammer was hammering the ground.

A shadow flashed, and Yuelong Mountain had already come in front of Nan Xuehu.

Without waiting for Nan Heyu to answer, Nan Xuehu, who saw Nan Heyu dodging his eyes, turned over and got on his horse.

Nan Heyu frowned and asked, "Brother, where are you going?" ”

"I'll go to the library to find Mr. Lu Jing." Nanfeng Mian pulled the reins of the horse, and a lot of qi and blood rushed out of the nose of the horse in Yuelong Mountain.

"What's the use of looking for Mr. Lu Jing?" Nan Heyu said: "I am just in the study building, and Mr. Lu already knows the news."

There is a seven-star sword constellation among the envoys of the Qi Kingdom, who is a sword monk of the Sword Pavilion of the Qi Kingdom, and his cultivation has already shone on the sevenfold stars.

Although Mr. Jing is a peerless Tianjiao, he ...... after all"

Nan Xuehu frowned, leaned down and asked, "He Yu, Mr. Lu Jing already knows about this?" ”

Nan Heyu nodded a little puzzled.

Nan Xuehu straightened up and shook the reins without exerting force.

He still rode the Yuelong Mountain and walked towards the outside of the Nanguo Mansion.

"Where are you going?" Nan Heyu has already driven the sword light.

Nan Xuehu didn't reply: "I want to go out of the city, Mr. Lu Jing is my uncle's brother-in-law, if he can save him, I will send him to my uncle."

If he can't save him, I'll go and kill my uncle...... Drag it back. ”

Nan Heyu's heart seemed to sink into the abyss, she stood on the sword light and nodded stiffly.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the huge Nanguo Mansion.

When the south stopped and returned to the spring solstice, he had already gone south to take care of the business in the house.

The old prince is not in the mansion today.

Several elders were drunk.

The haunting guest in the house on weekdays is as before and is nowhere to be seen.

This may seem ordinary, but it is actually unreasonable.

"No matter what, grandpa won't let my uncle die under that seven-star sword."

Nan Heyu didn't know that her sixth uncle, who drank and ate meat on weekdays and rarely practiced swords, had already slashed out the seven-fold seven-star sword light with one sword, and cut off the mountain ghosts and autumn water.

She still thought that the biggest calamity that Nan Fengmian had encountered still came from the Seven Star Sword Constellation of the Lower Sword Pavilion.

Nan Heyu thought so in his heart.

The sword light turned into an aurora, rushed into the sky, and flew many miles away in the spring breeze, flying into the mountains.

In Taixuan Jingzhong, I don't know how many people are watching a big show.

Blood was spilled on the Seven Star Sword Constellation.

Jian Qiushui held the broken Qiushui long sword and fell on a mountain peak, if there was no vitality to support her body, I was afraid that she had turned into a puddle of mud.

Gao Li was nowhere to be seen, and the rest of the Sixth Realm cultivators of the Qi Kingdom had already died under the protective sword light of Nanfeng Mian.

Nan Fengmian was still looking at the horse.

On the seven-star sword, a shining sword light suddenly burst out.

Nanfeng realized it after sleeping, and turned his head to look at the Seven Star Sword.

His expression suddenly changed, and his face became more disgusted.

"A word sword?"

Nanfeng Mian was thoughtful, and lowered his head to look at the moon wheel on the carriage.

Yuelun's long hair was scattered, his face was pale, and his eyes were still filled with fear and confusion.

"I don't know what your identity is, Gao Li is in the light, and the Seven Star Sword Constellation is escorting you in the dark.

Even the Sword Saint, who hadn't made a move for a long time, planted a sword trick for this seven-star sword. ”

"Am I unlucky?"

Nan Fengmian sensed the quick-killing aura emanating from the Seven Star Sword, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

He sighed, neither the primordial god nor the mighty sword spirit had recovered.

So the young chivalrous man simply let go of the awake bone real person on his waist and rubbed his shoulders.

"It fucking hurts."

Nan Fengmian looked down at the hideous wound on his shoulder, and said to himself: "It's inevitable that you have a little regret that you haven't killed this seven-star sword constellation yet."

A word of sword trick appeared, and it seemed that I couldn't go south this time. ”

"Phew!"

He took a sip, not forgetting to turn his head and look at Tai Xuanjing.

At this time, Nan Fengmian seemed to be free and easy, but he was a little disappointed in his heart.

Because there is a huge Taixuanjing behind him, among which there are countless strong people, and his father is the Duke of Dafu Guo, the Great Fu Juyue, and the former Tianfu Immortal.

Now although he has fallen into the realm and is no longer an immortal, after all, he is a figure who wants to shake the heavenly immortal tower with his physical body, but now he wants to leave him in Taixuanjing in this way.

"Most of the people in Taixuanjing are different from me, I am incompatible with them, and letting Lao Tzu stay in Taixuanjing will make me more uncomfortable than taking my life?"

Nan Fengmian was full of thoughts, and then the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He had already let go of the hilt of the Awakening Bone Man, but at this moment, his five fingers were together, but he grabbed the hilt again.

"What about the Sword Saint of the Qi Kingdom? Eat me? ”

Bursts of light emanated from Nanfengmian's dim primordial spirit.

Like a breeze blowing, there were bursts of soft roars from the awakening real people who were known all over the world.

A majestic sword intent on Nan Fengmian's body rushed into the sky from the bottom up.

His primordial spirit began to burn, and so did his sword.

In Jiang Baishi's mansion, the old prince of Nan, who had originally lowered his head, suddenly raised his head.

Jiang Baishi has no cultivation, but he still sees something strange from Nanguo Gong's complexion.

He frowned and sighed deeply.

Taixuanjing is prosperous and famous all over the world, but some people don't want to live in it, the big white clothes in the past are like this, and the same is true of Nanfeng Mian today.

On the slimming tower, the madman Chu who was sitting opposite Mr. Guanqi smashed the cup in his hand to the ground and stood up.

"Since it is a rare good seedling, it is necessary to take care of it.

You can't force him to stay in this cage because he is not determined to be in Dafu and Taixuanjing. ”

Chu Madman squinted his eyes and said, "Da Fu has been decayed, and countless distracting thoughts cannot be gathered into a unity, and everyone has their own thoughts, but they are chaotic.

Rather than this, it is better for me to smash the seven-star sword with one cane, and let the young swordsman be free. ”

Mr. Guanqi smiled: "You are a guest of Taixuanjing, if you send Nanfeng Mian away, who in Taixuanjing will protect Lu Jing?" ”

The madman Chu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a divine thought burst out, and suddenly caught the people in the small pavilion.

Lu Jing, Luo Shubai, and the mysterious young man in Xuanyi.

The young man in black clothes took out a sword.

The hilt of that sword was carved with a deer's head, and the silver-white sword was engraved with many lines.

When Luo Shubai saw this sword, his expression suddenly changed, and his gaze at the young man in Xuanyi became a little fanatical.

Lu Jing had read countless classics, so he naturally knew the origin of the sword in front of him.

"White Deer ......" Lu Jing was still sitting in the small pavilion.

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi put the white deer on the table and said nothing.

Lu Jing was about to speak, and his divine thoughts buried in the mountains suddenly felt a sword intent that seemed to explode.

Lu Jing's face changed slightly, and he no longer hesitated, he picked up the white deer.

Bailu started with a weight of only two or three catties.

……

Nan Heyu stepped on the sword light and went straight into the clouds.

Nanxue Tiger rode Yuelong Mountain and turned into a blood-colored streamer to shuttle through Taixuanjing.

Nan Heyu's cultivation was profound, and he was the first to perceive the terrifying and destructive sword.

Her eyes grew stiffer and stiffer, and her face turned pale for a moment.

The same is true for Nan Xuehu, he follows Nan Fengmian every day, and he is a swordsman, so he naturally knows that this sky-rushing sword intent comes from Nan Fengmian, and he also knows that this kind of storm-like sword intent eruption is not a good sign.

In the distance, a man in short clothes strode towards the clouds, he frowned, as if he was puzzled by Nanfengmian's choice.

"He knows that someone in Taixuanjing will protect him in the end, so why should he burn his Yuan Shen and Sword Spirit?" The man in short clothes has followed Jiang Baishi for decades and has seen many big worlds, but he has never seen such a character.

And Nan Fengmian once again pulled out the awakening real person.

He held his head high and walked forward on the suddenly rising clouds.

"As Gao Li said, people like me don't play a role in Tai Xuanjing.

You want to keep me and make me a useful person for Taixuanjing! ”

"But I don't want to stay and live, since that's the case...... Since I can't go south to see the rivers and mountains, I can also be inferior to this Taixuanjing. ”

Nan Fengmian held the knife, his eyes became more and more resolute, and there was no hesitation in his heart.

The spirit on his body became more and more violent, with a thrilling spirit, like a violent wind.

The wind was rushing forward.

The throne of the seven stars is still trembling.

Nanfeng Mian is about to go out......

But at this moment, a sword light flew sideways in Taixuanjing.

The sky also rolled up in an instant.

Heaven and earth have spirits, and a divine thought and a wisp of vitality seem to evoke the spirit of heaven and earth.

Nan Fengmian froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he was drinking before, Lu Jing had told him......

If you want to intercept and kill the envoy of the Qi Kingdom......

He's got a sword!

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