Zhu Shifu was stunned for a moment, thinking that his eyes were spent. Han Zongwang sat behind the handsome case with a stiff back, his pupils shrunk, and when he saw the person clearly, he gritted his teeth and spit out three words from his mouth: "Li-Xing-Zhi!" Tong Shanxiong stretched out his hand to draw the knife, but was stopped by Han Zongwang.

Li Xingzhi was dressed in a green shirt, with a white beard and white hair, standing in the hall like a pine. Neither humble nor arrogant, he bowed his hand to Han Zongwang and said: "The old man has been separated for many years, and I can't think of saying goodbye, you have gray temples!"

Han Zongwang snorted coldly and said, "Li Xingzhi, did Emperor Chen ask you to come?" Immediately, he shook his head and said, "No, you must have gone out of Beijing without permission behind his back, right?" After speaking, he sneered twice.

"I can't imagine that after so many years, you are still as boring as you were back then." Li Xingzhi shook his head and sighed.

"Why did you come all night? Twenty years ago, you and I won or lost, do you still want to fight again? Han Zongwang joked.

"I'm here just to find out!" Li Xingzhi said in a deep voice.

"Please speak ......," Han Zongwang's tone was cold.

"When you captured Qinzhou and the eldest prince died, what was the inside story? If my guess is correct, if there is no one in the court, even if you assassinate the eldest prince, with the protection of Qinzhou, you will not be able to take ......," Li Xingzhi said slowly.

"It's all some old things, and since ancient times, kings have been defeated and defeated. The great prince Zhao Zhen has already turned into a piece of loess under the city of Qinzhou, why do you keep worrying about it? Han Zongwang said casually: "Since Li Guoshi is here, I happen to have Du Kangjia wine here, let's try it together, this is your Kyoto Luoyang Ruchi brewing."

Li Xingzhi frowned slightly, and said again: "Knowledge is the beginning of action, action is the completion of knowledge, and I hope you will unite knowledge and action, and tell the truth!"

Han Zongwang rolled his eyes, and said Sen Ran: "Are you teaching me a lesson?" He has a long lion's nose and a wide mouth, fluffy beard, and is tall and burly in a black Yanju regular suit, sitting on a tiger-skin chair behind the desk like a fierce tiger that chooses people to devour.

Li Xingzhi said sincerely: "I have been campaigning for this matter for more than ten years, and I have found many suspicious clues. You are the only one in this world who can solve the confusion in my heart. ”

Han Zongwang sneered and said, "You don't want to be a good national teacher, why bother to come here if you work so hard?"

Li Xingzhi said calmly: "This heart is bright, what can I say!"

Zhu Shifu watched from the side for a long time, and since the old man in the green shirt appeared, Han Zongwang's eyes never took half a minute off him. After listening to their conversation, I realized that the old man in front of him, who was not amazing, was actually Li Xingzhi, who was famous all over the world. The competitive ambition in my heart suddenly burned like a flame on a candlestick in the hall.

When he was young, he tried and failed repeatedly, and he felt that he was full of wealth and no one knew him, and his ambitions could not be developed. In the dead of night, I also imagined that if Zhao Zhen, the captain of Siyan, met him before Li Xingzhi, he would definitely be shocked and admired by his talent through heaven and earth. And then with his own wisdom and scheming, and finally helped him sit on the throne that symbolizes the supreme glory and power of the world, then the name Zhu Shifu, who in the world does not know the king?

It's a pity, on the contrary, God has no eyes, which makes his pearl dusty, but it has made many villains in this world sell their reputation and deceive the world.

Zhu Shifu couldn't help but jump out, squinting his eyes and saying, "You are Li Xingzhi?"

Li Xingzhi saw that the old man was rude, and he was a little weird, and frowned and said to Han Zongwang: "Who is this?"

Zhu Shifu's chin was raised, his gray goatee was raised high, and he said proudly: "The old man used to be the assistant professor of Dr. Wupin of the Bianliang Guozijian in Kyoto, and now he is the first staff member of the Marshal Mansion of the Xiliang Palace!" After finishing speaking, he opened the folding fan very coquettishly, only to see that there were four big characters written on his white fan with dragons and phoenixes dancing and ink - "unparalleled in the world".

He pulled the wind and fanned a few fans, "snapped", and closed the folding fan again, and the halberd pointed at Li Xing to know: "Meng Lang is a madman, dare to criticize the sect marshal." I have heard of your name for a long time, and when I see it today, it is really famous, but it is actually difficult to deserve. In your early years, you followed the unkempt little official Zhao Zhen and stole the artifacts of my temple, which was a great crime...... Thou hast trespassed into the marshal's mansion today without telling his lord, for thou hast been disloyal; Ignoring the orphans of the Zhao family is unfilial; If you can't help his bishop to transform the people, Ze will be born to the common people, and it is unkind ......."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally pointed at Li Xingzhi and scolded loudly: "Disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unrighteous people, eating big beams, doing retrograde things, rebellious maniacs, stealing the country, what face do you have to stand in the world?" Do you dare to speak out here? ”

"At that time, Emperor Rui of the Great Liang was mediocre, the court officials were expropriating violently, and many people were displaced. There is a great drought in Jizhou, thousands of miles of red land, starvation is everywhere, and the imperial court actually collects green seedling taxes everywhere, how can such a harsh government not die? With such a court, what kind of people's will can be talked about? In this world, even if I can't wait, someone else will take my place! Li Xingzhi glanced at Zhu Shifu lightly and continued: "Sin me and slander me, only Spring and Autumn Ear." You are a well-haired old thief, you are not qualified, and even your sect commander is not qualified to comment on me."

After Li Xingzhi finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and no longer looked at Zhu Shifu.

"You-" Zhu Shifu's eyes were full of Venus, his forehead was bruised, and he almost couldn't get up in one breath, and he didn't feel extremely embarrassed when he stood there.

"I heard that you have not been involved in government politics for more than ten years and have devoted yourself to cultivation, so my visit tonight really surprised me. I really want to try it, what kind of situation have you reached now? Han Zongwang's loud voice sounded, and he slowly stood up, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and a small light burst on the stage, and the light in the hall was faint and instantly brighter. Han Zongwang's body leaned slightly, he hadn't moved yet, but someone had made the first move.

With the sound of "Zheng", Tong Shanxiong's knife was out of the sheath, and his figure soared, like a dragon going out to sea, with a turbulent wind, and in an instant, it was less than ten zhang away from the green shirt, and it was slashed down......

"Smack!" The scabbard fell to the ground with a crisp sound. In the flickering candlelight, Tong Shan's sturdy body flew back upside down and hit the handsome case, and the stacked papers on it collapsed and scattered all over the ground.

Tong Shanxiong slammed on the ground, dusty everywhere, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The sword that sharpened iron like clay circled and fell in the air, and was inserted into the ground with a "ding" sound, and the cold light reflected Tong Shanxiong's pale face.

Tong Shanxiong, as the commander of Han Zongwang's pro-army, was also one of the best masters in the army with the cultivation of the peak of the "Hedao Realm", and in front of Li Xingzhi, he was defeated in one face. I didn't even see how the other party made a move.

Han Zongwang's beard stood up, and he took a step forward, just one step, and he was no more than three feet away from Li Xingzhi.

Zhu Shifu squatted down, covered his head with his hands and shrank beside the handsome case. It was the first time he saw Zong Shuai make a move, and the opponent was Li Xingzhi, who was not under Zong Shuai. It is said that twenty years ago, the two fought and cried ghosts and gods, and now when they meet, who will win and who will lose?

Han Zongwang took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen slowly collapsed, and a crack suddenly appeared in the green bricks under his feet, the temperature in the hall plummeted, and a cold aura permeated.

The light dimmed, the flames on the candlestick shrank like beans, and the colorful tiger skin on the chair condented and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a strange creaking sound, like a tiger paralyzed on it about to come to life.

Zhu Shifu shuddered, and was surprised to find that a layer of hoarfrost had condensed on the handsome case.

"Cold Ice Divine Palm", the Xiliang Han family is unique in the world.

Suddenly, the candle flame skyrocketed, and the hall was brightly lit. Han Zongwang exhaled and spoke, his palms interlaced, and the cold air flow rolled vigorously, enveloping the green shirt, and the air was like water, slowly solidifying.

On the walls and pillars, there was crystal white frost, and in this small world, the air suddenly turned into substance like water, freezing everything and destroying everything.

Li Xingzhi's shirt fluttered, like a pine on a lonely cliff, clenching his right hand in the wind and rain, and punching out.

The fist that looked a little thin was like an iron anchor, breaking through layers of ice.

"If Li is lucky enough to win one and a half moves, you can tell me the hard work of the year, okay?"

In Li Xingzhiyun's light voice, a pitch-black scabbard suddenly knocked on Han Zongwang's forehead.

Han Zongwang roared angrily, like a roaring lion, his body took a step back, and at the same time, he stretched out his foot and hooked up, and the treasure knife inserted in the ground bounced, which was already held in his hand, and a bolt of lightning was split.

There was a loud wind in the hall, and the candlestick fire soared and was suddenly extinguished.

The snow-white knife flashed and slashed at Li Xingzhi's body. It's just that Li Xingzhi's figure is like rippling and distorted water waves, turning into fragments and nothingness in an instant.

This is an image that will be left in an instant when the speed reaches an incredibly terrifying realm.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the pitch-black scabbard suddenly appeared again, and unceremoniously knocked on Han Zongwang's forehead again.

After a brief period of darkness in the hall, it was clear. The moonlight outside shone in like mercury, and Zhu Shifu saw that under the moonlight, the two figures were suddenly separated, and it was difficult to separate.

In an instant, the two had fought for hundreds of moves, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and at the same time, there was a clear roar, and the figures overlapped, and they slapped each other.

It was supposed to be an earth-shattering blow, but under the moonlight, two white palms that seemed to not eat fireworks in the world touched each other gently, but there was no sound......

Zhu Shifu lost his mind instantly, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be shaking in a trance.

This feeling reminded him of the scene when he once encountered the earth dragon in Shuzhong and turned over, how similar it was.

Fortunately, it was only a brief moment, and Zhu Shifu patted his chest with palpitations.

The wind blew through his neck, and he shrunk his neck with a shudder, and it was the shiver of the sharp blade that rubbed against his skin, making his bare skin stand on end.

He squinted his eyes and looked around, only to see that the handsome case had collapsed, a mess, and the stacks of papers scattered on the ground turned into thousands of white confetti, fluttering and dancing in the hall, as if floating in the sky.

Under the moonlight, the palms of the two people pressed against each other, not moving at all, and white gas came out of the top of their heads.

Zhu Shifu knew that the competition between these two great masters had reached the most critical moment.

Life and death are only in an instant, and the distraction in an instant, a small change, unexpected interference, even a small leaf will become the last straw that overwhelms the loser.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Zhu Shifu's eyes, and he made a decision in an instant, and quickly sat down cross-legged with a resolute expression.

He took out a small silver sword as thin as a cicada's wings from his bosom and placed it on his lap, his eyes narrowed slightly, his brows tightly twisted into a Sichuan character, and he released a wisp of divine consciousness with difficulty.

Zhu Shifu turned out to be a hidden cultivator.

The thin sword on his knees swayed, making a slight buzz, Zhu Shifu's brows furrowed even tighter, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The thin sword hovered on his knees, as if he had been given life, and flew up the beam of the room like a silver fish, silently sticking to the wall, swimming forward, and suddenly, turning into a silver light, shooting towards Li Xingzhi's back......

Zhu Shifu saw that he had succeeded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

The flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings suddenly lost contact with his own sea of knowledge, just like a flying kite that was suddenly twisted by someone. Zhu Shifu's heart was as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Han Zongwang and Li Xingzhi retreated at the same time. Han Zongwang took two steps back, Li Xingzhi took a step back, and arched his hand: "Accept!"

"This is the Void Heart Sutra that you have been cultivating for more than ten years?" Han Zongwang said movingly.

Li Xingzhi turned around and walked out of the hall, the bright moonlight shining on his figure was plated with a layer of silver light, and his green shirt was hazy and fluttering.

Han Zongwang chased him outside the hall, only to see the moonlight like water, the shadows of the trees, and Li Xingzhi's figure. There was only a voice floating in the air: "No one sees the cultivation, there is God in the heart, and the unity of knowledge and action is not self-deceptive!"