Li Xuandu is now twenty-five years old, and he is considered a young man. Push forward a few years, and he is also a young man who has just passed the championship.

Although for Li Xuandu today, there are probably only four colors left in the rivers and lakes: black, white, red, and gray, but when he was a teenager, he was not exempt from vulgarity, even in the swords and swords that were hunted down, there were still many colorful colors.

That year, he had just completed the feat of one person and one sword rampaging through Jiangbei Heshuo, and reached the top of the triennial world evaluation on the rivers and lakes, changing from a Zifu guest to a Zifu Sword Immortal. Then he proudly traveled to the imperial capital, where he met a brother and sister.

The brother and sister are surnamed Zhang, the elder brother is called Zhang Baigui, and the younger sister is called Zhang Baiyue.

It wasn't until much later that he learned that the brother and sister were the children of Zhang Suqing, the head of the dynasty.

This is also the reason why he, the idle cloud and wild crane on the rivers and lakes, appeared in the battle of the imperial capital.

Recalling the trip to Dijing before the First World War, Li Xuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, for the young people who were at the age of blood and qi at that time, the deepest memory was the various women in Dijing City, but most of these women had nothing to do with him.

The ladies from the family are beautiful, and they dislike him for not reading much, his demeanor is rude, and he is not very literati and elegant.

The daughter of the noble daughter who was born in the clan felt that he was a person in the rivers and lakes, full of bloody and murderous aura, and stayed away.

As for the fairies of the rivers and lakes such as Su Yuncheng and Yu Qingning, they probably felt that he was unclear with the people in the court, and they did not conspire with each other.

There are only two kinds of women who are willing to deal with Li Xuandu, one is a scheming woman who has taken a fancy to Li Xuandu's force and has ulterior motives, and the other is a person in the dust in the courtyards of the major spring buildings.

But Li Xuan doesn't like these two kinds of women.

In the end, Li Xuandu only had two friends in the imperial capital, one was named Zhang Baigui, the other was called Zhang Baiyue, and there was only one female friend, and that was Zhang Baiyue.

It's just that life is impermanent and helpless, Dijing was defeated, although Li Xuandu was a strong opponent of Yan Feiqing, Su Yuncheng, and Yu Qingning, but he was still unable to return to the sky, the four ministers were defeated, Zhang Suqing was killed, Zhang Baigui committed suicide in prison, and Zhang Baiyue was unwilling to be humiliated when Qingluanwei raided his home in Zhang's mansion, and swallowed gold and died.

After Li Xuandu escaped from the imperial capital alone, he wandered alone, traveling all over the world, from the high-spirited Zifu Sword Immortal to the down-and-out Jianghu guest now.

All the beauty and color were blown away by the wind and rain, leaving only black and white, gray between black and white, and the bloody red color of murder.

The wine of the spring breeze and peach and plum is no more, only a lonely lamp in the night rain of the rivers and lakes.

This is Li Xuandu's rivers and lakes.

However, when he saw Shen Changsheng holding an umbrella for Zhou Shuning, his mind was inevitably hooked, and he recalled many past events, and some other colors were born between black, white, gray and red, although they were small, they were like a seed, maybe it would take root and sprout, maybe it would be just a flash in the pan.

Coming to the "Feng Shui Treasure Land" that Shen Changsheng said, sure enough, many people have been buried, unlike the mass grave, it is well kept here, there is a stele in front of each grave, there are names and there are no names, the similarity is that each stele is engraved with the year and month of the stele, Li Xuan swept it away, the early one has been seven or eight years, and the late one is last month.

Li Xuandu put down the coffin in his hand, chose a flat place on high ground, and slapped it with a slap, blowing a boxy hole in the ground.

Shen Changsheng, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but light up when he saw this scene. The shopkeeper once said that the imperial envoy has a thick and thin qi, the thick one is like a cow chewing a peony, and the coarse one is unbearable, while the thin one can make a dojo in the shell of a snail lion, and see the golden knife of Malaysia between square inches. This guest officer obviously belongs to the latter, the imperial envoy's qi machine is meticulous, the same qi machine, in the hands of Zhang Qingshan and others, may only exert seventy or eighty percent of the power, but in the hands of this guest officer, it can exert twelve percent of the power, and the two are superior to each other.

After Li Xuandu slapped it, he used the palm wind to slightly trim and widen the corners of the pit to make it fit the size of the coffin, and then slowly put the coffin into it.

Zhou Shuning looked at the coffin, pursed her lips vigorously, and wept silently.

Shen Changsheng stood beside her, wanting to comfort but not knowing where to speak.

In the end, the two could only watch Li Xuandu's every move, first sealing the soil, and then erecting a blank stone tablet that Shen Changsheng had prepared here earlier in front of the tomb, and finally engraved the words "Zhou Gong Tingchao and the Tomb of His Wife" on the tablet with a reference pen.

After doing all this, Li Xuandu turned around and looked at Zhou Shuning, and said softly: "Shuning, kowtow to your father." ”

Zhou Shuning didn't say anything, knelt in the mud in front of the grave, and kowtowed heavily.

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Taiping Mountain, ask for peace, ask if the world is too peaceful?

Everyone in the world knows that the most mysterious Taiping Sect of the Twelve Sects of the Righteous Path is located in the Taiping Mountain, but the Taiping Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, spanning the land of two states and three prefectures, and there are very few people who really know where the Taiping Sect Mountain Gate is located. It is in response to the poem "Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where".

At this time, the Taiping Mountain in the territory of Huainan Mansion is shrouded in a downpour, but the Taiping Mountain in the territory of Fengyin Mansion is a light rain, there is a mountain pavilion at the junction of the two provinces, I don't know who built it in what year, octagonal cornices, glazed gold tiles, lacquered red pavilion pillars, a stone table in the pavilion, four stone benches, the table is engraved with nineteen vertical and horizontal roads, and there are stone boxes on the left and right of the chessboard, which contains the chess pieces that are ground into smooth stones of two colors.

In the mountain pavilion, a husband and wife are sheltering from the rain, and the wife is sitting on a stone bench, supporting her cheek with one hand and knocking chess pieces with the other.

The husband looked at the railing, looked at the rain and fog outside the mountain, rubbed a Taiping coin with his fingers, and said softly: "I haven't left Taiping Mountain for hundreds of miles in these years, and I have heard of the name of the Zifu Sword Immortal. ”

The woman smiled and asked, "I heard that the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal is known as the first person in the True Realm?"

The man smiled, "At the peak, it can be said that it is well deserved, but now it is the old emperor's calendar, and the first person in the true realm today should be the Yan Feiqing who entered the Tao with pure yang." ”

The woman was a little regretful, "That's really a pity, if there is another great sword immortal in this world, most of our four sects will be able to overpower the main one." ”

The man shook his head and said, "If this is the case, then it is only the Qingwei Sect that overpowers the Zhengyi Sect, and it is only for a while, and it is destined to be difficult for a long time." ”

The woman was silent.

The man put away the Taiping coin in his hand and said slowly: "Don't underestimate the Zhengyi Sect, why can Yan Feiqing become the youngest of the twelve sects? This is not a lack of succession, but there are successors, on the other hand, the other sects have to rely on the older generation to support the situation, from this point of view, it has fallen behind." When the younger generation of the other eleven sects really takes over the mantle of the older generation, Yan Feiqing will be in a big trend, and at that time, one step will be slow, and he will not know how many decades he will be pressed on his head by the Zhengyi sect. ”

The woman asked, "You mean, we're betting on the Sho Yi Sect this time?"

The man shook his head and said: "Two different things, it is true that Zhengyizong occupies the first hand, but the invincibility of the first hand does not mean that the middle game and the end can also be invincible, throughout the annals, there has never been a lack of anticlimactic things, so I mean, wait and see." ”

The woman answered, twisted a chess piece from the stone chess box, and threw it on the stone table.

The chess pieces roll with a crisp sound.

In the end, the chess pieces stopped at the Tian Yuan position.

The woman who was good at chess whispered to herself: "The golden horn and silver edge grass belly, the middle belly of the child, from the perspective of common sense, this is a stinky chess, and on the other hand, it is also an unreasonable move." ”