Luoyang City is not peaceful.

Especially in today's unpeaceful situation, two of the three princes in the court have been involved in the same thing, Dazai Li Shang and the Taibao Lord are the first to bear the brunt, playing an extremely important role in this, but the Taifu Lord has never appeared.

The world has only heard that Master Taifu is one of the three princes, and he is a scholar whose knowledge and cultivation level are not low, but in fact, no one has ever seen that Lord Taifu really make a move, and not even many people have seen this Lord Taifu.

The Taifu Mansion in Shumo Lane is still closed.

When it was cold, Taifu did not go out, and this Taifu may be the most indisputable scholar in Luoyang City.

In the mansion, it has been a hundred years, but the Taifu who still looks like a standing year old is standing under the eaves, looking at the wind and snow in the distance, the scholar is holding an old book in his hand, and he said with a smile, "Today is another big war?"

On the wall in the distance, there was a middle-aged man squatting there looking at the outside of the house, in the heavy snow, but there was no snowflake falling on his body, seeing Taifu speak, he shook his head, "Setting up a situation to kill people is originally the usual method of the school palace, I wanted to kill the Dao seed before, and now I want to kill the swordsman, in fact, it is not difficult, but there are too many people in Luoyang City, Li Changgu on the Star Picking Tower, Wang Yanqing in the small courtyard over there, and Ye Shengge, the Dao seed, and you, the forgotten Taifu, so the variables are unimaginable." ”

Taifu smiled and pinned the book to his waist and said with a calm smile: " Rudong must have arrived at the downstairs of the star picking now, he got the seal of the school palace, and the burden on his shoulders is heavier than others, after all, in Luoyang City now, in fact, only that Mr. Changgu is the most dangerous, not only with a sword, but also killed the old master Wen with a sword before, so this game, he must not be able to enter, as for us, in fact, there is nothing to do, after all, I Zhong Yuanchang is not a person, the entire Luoyang City, and even the worldly scholars of the entire Yanling want us to watch, if you rashly provoke the school palace and harm the worldly scholars of the entire Yanling, then the sin will be great, so what about our mansion, there is no one waiting to watch, anyway, Zhong Yuan often won't make a move, it doesn't make sense to look at it or not. ”

The middle-aged man squatting on the wall joked, "Then do you want to be Zhong Yuanchang once?"

Tai Fu was stunned and said, "What's the matter? That young man is not a sword practitioner, but a scholar?"

The middle-aged man on the wall shook his head.

Taifu then smiled and said: "Isn't that enough, since you are not a scholar, what is the matter with Guan Ben Taifu?

The middle-aged man squatting on the wall waved his hand, jumped off the wall, and then walked into the eaves with some boredom, rubbed his hands, didn't know where to find a pot of wine, and drank a few sips before smiling: "You Taifu should do your best, but you are bitter Zhong Yuanchang." ”

Taifu stood with his hands in his hands, his thoughts complicated.

The middle-aged man saw that Taifu was no longer talking, so he stuffed the pot of wine into Taifu's arms, rubbed his hands again, and said with a smile: "No matter, I'm going to see the excitement, to see if that young man is breaking the game with a sword, or if he is calculating life to death." ”

Taifu nodded and smiled: "By the way, I can tell that young man that if he can live, I am willing to accept him as my student." ”

The middle-aged man laughed, "Mrs. Zhong, you don't even want to make a move, and you still want to accept students, but I'm afraid that you will be laughed at and lose your big teeth." ”

Taifu was noncommittal, just turned around and entered the house, only a short word came, probably to make him remember to bring an umbrella.

The middle-aged man walked out of the Taifu Mansion with a smile and soon disappeared.

The carriage that stayed in the distance outside the Taifu Mansion immediately slowly headed towards the imperial city.

In the carriage, Emperor Yanling and the blind scholar Wang Yanqing sat opposite each other.

Wang Yanqing smiled: " So far, I can probably know the situation in Luoyang City now, Su Zhangjiao stopped the Dao Seed Ye Shengge, probably not to cooperate with the action of the Xue Palace, and even those people in the Xue Palace will not know that Su Zhangjiao has arrived in Luoyang City, Lord Taibao stopped Mr. Chang Gu, probably because Chang Gu was the most tricky person in the Xue Palace, but since Mr. Chang Gu and Su Zhangjiao have met before, the situation is actually clear, Mr. Chang Gu's sword will probably not go downstairs, no matter whether the Tai Bao Lord will go downstairs or not, Tai Fu is not willing to make a move, then the entire Luoyang City, the person who can save Li Fuyao, in fact, is only me, a blind man, the big battle in front of Dazaifu, if I, a blind man, want to get involved, it's actually not easy, because Su Zhangjiao stands outside the Dao Sect, which has already explained a truth, that is, even Zhangjiao wants this war to continue. As for what the purpose of the teaching, Your Majesty can think about it, but it is limited to thinking. ”

Emperor Yanling shook his head and waved his hand, "I don't want to guess the mind of the master." The gods on the mountain are more difficult to understand than those of us who are under the mountain. ”

Wang Yanqing smiled and said: "Actually, it's about the same, it's just that they care more about things than Your Majesty cares about, and there is nothing else." ”

Emperor Yanling smiled: "So until now, I really want Li Fuyao to hang my jade pendant of Luoyang City on his waist." ”

Wang Yanqing smiled bitterly, "It depends on whether he can survive." ”

Emperor Yanling Zhengse said, "Can I ask Mr. Yanqing for something?"

Wang Yanqing nodded slowly.

Emperor Yanling said seriously: "No matter what, within today, Mr. Yanqing must ensure that Li Fuyao's family is safe and sound!"

Wang Yanqing raised his head and suddenly smiled.

"I will live up to your majesty's trust. ”

The words landed, and Wang Yanqing disappeared in a flash.

Emperor Yanling sat alone in the carriage and said in a low voice: "Li Fuyao, I always remember that you are a native of Luoyang. ”

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The sword in the alley was full of energy.

Li Fuyao, who was carrying a green silk upside down, forcibly cut off one of the heads of the two corpses, and when the headless corpse slapped at him with another palm, Li Fuyao slashed his sword through the lower abdomen of the corpse with all his might, and smashed the talisman in the dead man's stomach, and the corpse fell down with a bang, and he couldn't stand up again.

The magic that the porter had said before was actually just two talismans placed in the stomach of the corpse, which was far from being wonderful.

As for the other corpse, after Li Fuyao smashed the previous corpse, the other corpse was the same as the previous corpse for a short moment.

At this point, in the alley, only Li Fuyao and the monk of the Academy Palace were left.

Li Fuyao's expression was indifferent, he didn't talk nonsense, he was full of green silk and green light in his hand, and the sword aura was overflowing, and after a while, a sword gang was born in the wind and snow, and it was slashed hard, and the Dazaifu gatekeeper's body swept back rapidly, not wanting to take the power of the sword.

Li Fuyao smiled coldly, swept up, stepped on the sword gang, and hurriedly moved forward, the original intention was to hand out another sword before the concierge reacted.

Within a foot of the swordsman's body is the biggest nightmare of the monks in the world.

On the way to Li Fuyao's sweep forward, his sleeves made a slight move, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and several snow swords appeared between heaven and earth, quietly hovering behind him, Xie Lu is the most brilliant swordsman among the three people at the foot of Sword Mountain, so Li Fuyao competes with her every day, in fact, Xie Lu is using this method to hand over all the swordsmanship she knows to Li Fuyao.

Today's sword qi condensation is one of them.

It's just that the sword in Li Fuyao's hand now is not Xiaoxue, in fact, if it is Xiaoxue, the sword momentum should be more agitated.

In other words, if Xie Lu wants to stand here and draw a sword, he will be far stronger than an ordinary swordsman in the Twilight Realm.

Li Fuyao, who was holding green silk, was still some distance away from the gatehouse, and he was not in a hurry to draw his sword, but several snow swords behind him shot away one after another.

The sword aura was fierce, and it approached the gatehouse.

Li Fuyao held a sword in one hand and handed out a sword from afar.

The wind and snow in the alley were howling, and Li Fuyao's sword light was even more dazzling.

There are not many monks and swordsmen in the world who have actually made a move, so how powerful the swordsmen are, most of them are only passed down by their predecessors, plus the records in those books, just like the King of Qi who had shaken his hand with Li Fuyao before, and only distanced himself from Li Fuyao according to the golden and jade words of his predecessors, but in fact, he didn't know how terrifying the swordsman was.

After all, this was not 6,000 years ago, not the era when swordsmen were at their peak.

If it was really that era, I am afraid that no one would dare to provoke the swordsman easily.

In that era, those sword immortals hung swords from their waists, looking up at the clouds, and they could probably disdain them.

Sword Immortal Willow Lane even left a famous sentence for the ages, "If I lift the sword, the clouds and the sea and I must bend my waist!"

Even if there was a lot of movement in the mountains and rivers back then, no one actually dared to say that this matter was not true, and no cloud saint came out to refute this statement.

is as talented as Willow Lane, he was the number one sword immortal in the mountains and rivers back then, if he hadn't turned into two people to pursue the method of becoming an immortal, I was afraid that even if it was a big battle, it might not be able to make him fall.

It's just that now 6,000 years later, it is estimated that too many people have forgotten how swordsmen hold swords.

At least the porter doesn't know.

Therefore, after he waved his hand and knocked down several snow swords, he lost his mind for a moment.

In just this moment, Li Fuyao's sword slashed through his lower abdomen, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, although it was not fatal, but it was enough to make the porter terrified.

You must know that Li Fu in front of him is no more than the sword qi realm.

This realm is nothing more than the perfection of the realm of self-reflection.

If it is said that the swordsman is invincible in the same realm, even the green silk who is one level higher cannot take the swordsman, he believes.

But he's too clear!

Li Fuyao glanced down at the blood stains on the green silk, as if he knew what he was thinking, he smiled coldly, "What about Taiqingjing?"