Chapter Seventy-Three: Please Enter the Urn

Seeing that there were only two days left before the agreed day, Cao Qiong changed into a brand-new robe, carried the Feiying Sword behind his back, and prepared to go to Qingyang City to make an appointment. Seeing that Cao Qiong, who had always been sloppy, had become new, this made Lu Huaiyuan very shocked, put the iron gun aside, trotted all the way over, sat and looked right, and was surprised: "It's really a hell of a daytime, Master, what are you doing to change your new clothes, don't you want to see which old friend?" ”

Cao Qiong said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, dare to entertain the old man, look for a fight!" ”

Lu Huaiyuan stuck out his tongue, looked at Cao Qiong's new clothes, secretly swallowed his saliva, and looked down at his clothes and pants full of patches, and the pair of broken straw shoes that had long been unable to cover his toes, and said timidly: "Master, when can you buy a new dress for the apprentice?" ”

Although Cao Qiong is known as a generation of sword gods, he has not opened a sect, and secondly, he has no means to make money, so he can only barely maintain food and clothing, where can he get the extra money, he can't help but be a little shy in his pocket, and he can't help but blush when he hears the words, and he feels more guilty in his heart, and said softly: "The obedient disciple is obedient, and the teacher is going to see an old man, and when the teacher comes back, how about buying a new dress for you?" In the days when the teacher is not at home, you have to practice martial arts well, don't be lazy, and listen to your mother-in-law Mei. ”

Lu Huaiyuan nodded: "Master, don't worry, you go out alone, be more careful." ”

Cao Qiong's heart was hot, he smiled slightly, went down the mountain alone, and embarked on the road to Qingyang City.

At the same time, Emperor Wu of Liang, Feng Jingquan, left Qingyang City for the first time since he succeeded to the throne, and only took Yang Xiu with him to Yunyin Temple, intending to personally visit the door to invite the empty mountain monk to come out of the mountain again.

In the Yunyin Temple, in addition to the empty mountain monks, only Liu Gongyang has seen the true face of Feng Jingquan's Lushan, the monks in the temple only feel that Feng and Yang are noble and compelling, and the other person is gloomy, which is really eye-catching, but Yunyin Temple has an empty mountain to sit in town, and there are outsiders who come here all the year round, and the monks in the temple have long been surprised by this, and they have not taken it to heart.

The two went straight to the back mountain, Yang Xiu's domineering was exposed, and the monks did not dare to stop it, so they could only report to Jingxin, after the latter learned the news, he immediately came, stopped in front of the two of them, and saluted with his hands together: "Two donors, the back mountain is a forbidden place in the temple, if the donor wants to ask for incense, I am afraid that he has gone the wrong way." ”

Yang Xiu was furious, and was about to teach this monk who didn't know the height of the sky, but was stopped by Feng Jingquan. Feng Jingquan said with a smile: "This master, the two of us have come to find the holy monk of Empty Mountain, if there is any offense, I hope the master will bear with me." ”

Meditation is a problem: Uncle Shi has been in seclusion for many years, has been staying in the back mountain to cultivate, the two are old people, you might as well report your name, so that the little monk can report on your behalf. ”

Feng Jingquan smiled playfully: "You really don't know who I am?" ”

Jing Xin just shook his head. Yang Xiu behind Feng Jing's whole body moved sideways, and his momentum skyrocketed instantly!

Jing Xin was shocked in his heart, the person in front of him was full of gloom, but his momentum was so strong that he was better than himself, and when he was putting on a posture and was about to give it a go, Liu Gongyang came from the grass house in the back mountain and said to Jing Xin: "Senior brother, don't be unreasonable. Then he turned his head to look at Feng Jingquan: "Donor, let's meet again." ”

Feng Jingquan was full of joy when he saw Liu Gongyang, and said with a smile: "Yes, little master, let's meet again." ”

Liu Gongyang nodded in return: "The family teacher has been waiting for a long time, and the two donors please come with the little monk." ”

Jing Xin saw that Liu Gongyang knew these two people, so he took the initiative to take a step back, and suddenly realized that Yang Xiu, who was ranked in front of him on the big list and had such a strong yin qi, the identity of the rich and compelling middle-aged man beside him also surfaced, and Jing Xin couldn't help but be shocked into a cold sweat, accidentally offended the current saint, it was really a crime that deserved death. Fortunately, Feng Jingquan didn't take this matter to heart, nodded to Jingxin, and then followed Liu Gongyang towards the back mountain.

An hour later, Feng Jing was completely satisfied, and returned to Qingyang City with Yang Xiu, leaving only the empty mountain with a sad face to sigh in the thatched hut in the back mountain.

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The sixth day of the sixth month of June arrived as scheduled, and Cao Qiong entered Qingyang City early, but he didn't know where to go next. Qiu Yao only said that it was better to meet in Qingyang City today, but he didn't say a word about when and where. Just as Cao Qiong was hesitating, Yang Xiu walked slowly from the other side of the street, Cao Qiong saw this defeated general, and sneered: "It's really bad luck to see you as a gelding early in the morning!" ”

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry to get angry first, the junior is here today by order, and I specially invite the sword god to enter the palace." ”

Cao Qiong said suspiciously: "The old man has no contact with your master, and he doesn't talk speculatively, and he can't talk together." The old man still has important things to do, and he doesn't have time to listen to your fart, if he is entangled endlessly, the old man doesn't mind letting you, a eunuch with one less leg, break it again! ”

Hearing the meaning of Cao Qiong's words, Yang Xiuqiang held back his anger, and when he thought of Cao Qiong's fate not long after, he smiled and said: "The sword god really misunderstood today, the juniors know why the sword god came today, if the seniors want to see the enemy, you might as well come with the juniors." ”

Hearing the word Qiu Yao, Cao Qiong's heart trembled, and he felt as if he had fallen into a huge trap, he wanted to leave, but first, he remembered that Qiu Yao's safety was in danger, and secondly, since Yang Xiu dared to appear blatantly, he must have no fear, but I am afraid that now I want to go, it is not so easy, and if I come, I will be safe, with the three-foot Qingfeng behind him, it is a big deal to see the move, a sword, and sneered: "Then you gelding bird should quickly lead the way, the old man wants to see what kind of medicine you sell in the gourd!" ”

The two of them walked towards the palace, along the way the people gradually decreased, Cao Qiong's mind went to the heart, but found a lot of martial arts masters, although Qingyang City is the first capital in the world, but at the same time there are so many martial arts masters, it is really abnormal, thinking that these people are used to deal with themselves, I can't help but sneer: "The old man is really a big face, it is worthy of Feng Jingquan to put on such a big battle!" Now that the old man has entered the palace, where is my virtuous brother? ”

Yang Xiu said with a smile: "It's all at this moment, the sword god still remembers the enemy, this friendship is really touching, after the sword god enters the palace, the truth will come out, so why rush at this time." ”

Cao Qiong was dissatisfied, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so he can only be led by Yang Xiu.

The two of them quickly entered the imperial city, as if they were worried that Cao Qiong would hurt people, Feng Jing avoided it, and there was a short and elderly old monk standing in the center of the Hanyuan Palace, Li Xian was holding a sword in both hands, standing aside, and there were many face-to-face warriors standing behind the old monk. Cao Qiong guessed the identity of the old monk at once, pointed to the empty mountain, and asked sharply: "Old bald donkey, where is my brother Qiu Xian now?" ”

The empty mountain monk took a step forward, clasped his hands together and said: "The old man has seen the sword god, the name of the sword god is like thunder, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its name." As for the enemy, he came to Yunyin Temple twenty years ago to challenge Lao Gao, and after defeat, he was willing to imprison himself in the temple, Lao Gao did not die for a day, or he could not break Lao Gao's golden body for a day, so he did not leave the temple for a day, and now he is still in retreat in Yunyin Temple, and the sword god is only afraid that he will not be able to see him today. ”

Cao Qiong sneered: "It turns out that all this is a conspiracy, but the old man never expected that the first person in the world is actually Feng Jingquan's dogleg, you are not worthy of being the head of the world's martial artists, then let the old man beat you down to the world today!" ”