Emperor Qiliang commanded eighteen generals, millions of elite soldiers, dominating half of the country.

In the Spring and Autumn Ten Kingdoms, the opponent was only the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Inhumans and strangers walk the world, but they mostly gather in Qiliang. Not for anything else, just on the national teacher Yuan Tiangang, who is childish, proficient in the six trigrams, divination, astronomy, geography, Qimen Dunjia......

Although the national teacher does not know martial arts, he is a well-deserved national warrior!

Since then, Qi Liang's impression of strange people has been much better, and the doorman not only recruits knights who dance knives and guns, but also accepts strange people who are really talented and learned.

Yuan Tiangang is the teacher of the three princes, and the requirements for the three are different.

His Royal Highness the Little Prince has been ordered three times since he was a child.

The first two are: first, it is not allowed to debate with others based on one's own talents, and second, it is not allowed to read books for more than three hours a day.

The third is not allowed: no sword practice.

Qi Liang is still martial, and the eighteen gods will enter the palace to allow swords, but the little prince's Jingtao Hall strictly prohibits swords from entering. I am afraid that His Royal Highness is eager to learn when he sees the sword, and he has touched the third iron law.

On this trip, Xiao Yi naturally saw the warrior with the sword, but he didn't have the heart to learn the sword at all. He was not allowed to practice the sword, and he sometimes bored with the pear blossoms flying by the curtain, and thought obsessively: What is the rarity of learning the sword?

A group went north, has been out of Yangguan Valley, and not far away, is the Qijiang River.

Qijiang has a torrent city, a ship city, and the city with the largest flow of people in the north and south. When you get here, you can take a short rest, rent a boat, and sail north to the north bank of the Qi River.

Long before the birth of the little prince, the two sides of the Qijiang River reached a consensus with the will of the two overlords.

The dispute between the two countries should not be guided by Qijiang, and the exchanges between the two countries should be based on Qijiang for common prosperity.

Xiaoxiao Qijiang, crisscrossing the north and south, does not know its tens of millions of miles.

In addition, the two uncles around him are all masters in the world, so they naturally don't need to worry about any problems before they arrive in Torrent City.

His Royal Highness the Little Prince closed the book, and it had been almost three hours since he read the book today, he poked his head out, and Duan Mingsheng in front of him just retracted his obscure gesture.

This is the sixteenth wave of assassinations, and the number of assassins is always only three, always ambushing their way. Out of Yangguan Valley, the more you change lanes, the more you encounter assassins.

How could Duan Mingsheng be as innocent as the little prince, he already had an abacus in his heart, but his face was expressionless, and the flowers and wine on his waist were swaying. He had to suspect the people around him, Miao Jianhong and himself were both dead soldiers in the palace, and there was no possibility that something would go wrong.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the side of the official road.

This person was dressed in a robe, his face could not be seen clearly, he had a plain white thin sword on his waist, and his body was lying on the ground, like a cheetah attacking!

It is far away from Yangguan Valley, and the sparse pear blossoms have long been invisible.

The swordsman rushed from the side of the official road, and actually carried countless pear blossom remnants behind him, a sword out of the sheath, and drew a semicircle with the shape of the body, and the countless pear blossoms turned into afterimages, each of which was like a sword intent out of the sheath, sharp and unparalleled!

In an instant, Miao Jianhong, the hat-hatter who had been bowing his head and being silent, raised his head, his eyes were bright and dark, he patted the horse's head, took off three feet in the air expressionlessly, slapped down the pear blossom rain in the sky with one palm, and then swooped down, and then took the life of the swordsman.

When the swordsman saw that he had missed the blow, he sneered, swept back, touched the ground with one foot, and made a gesture to retreat.

Miao Jianhong castrated even more fiercely, but he was afraid that the swordsman would escape, but unexpectedly, the swordsman's castration suddenly stopped, and a sword stabbed Miao Jianhong, and the sword intent was like mercury!

Miao Jianhong turned his palm into a finger and took a sword hard, even if the sword intent was incomparable, it was actually broken by force, and then another palm hit the swordsman's heart.

The swordsman spurted out a mouthful of blood like a broken kite, but it was a relay that swept back dozens of feet, and he didn't even have the strength to scold, so he hurriedly disappeared in the official road.

As soon as His Royal Highness the Little Prince poked his head out, he saw this terrifying scene, and immediately understood that this trip to the north was not as simple as he had just thought.

It's just that the swordsman shot really powerful, a sword came out, and countless pear blossoms followed.

However, Miao Jianhong, the hat master, is obviously a step stronger than this swordsman, and he is worthy of being the "Angry Eye King Kong", and he resists a sword and has the upper hand.

Duan Mingsheng narrowed his eyes and stopped chewing grass roots. He saw Miao Jianhong retract his right hand into his sleeve.

That sword looked unpretentious, but it was actually far superior to the mighty sword moves of Pear Blossom Sword Rain.

This assassin drunk didn't mean to drink, could it be that he just wanted to test the strength of the guards around the little prince? After thinking about it, Duan Mingsheng spit out the grass roots in one gulp, and said with a smile, "Your Highness can rest assured, the visitors on this trip are not very powerful, but Your Highness is afraid that there will be no books to read in the next few days." ”

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, felt something, and looked back.

The two carriages behind him seemed to have been destroyed by a raging storm, and the divine horse was dismantled into eight pieces, stained with blood, and the carriage was cut into scrap copper and rotten iron, full of holes.

The two scrolls were cut into 108,000 pieces by the sword qi and scattered away with the wind.

There is also a burst of pear blossom residual fragrance.

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The carriage moved forward slowly, but Xiao Yi couldn't calm down, he had no books to read, and he took the initiative to talk to the talkative Uncle Duan in front of him.

"Uncle Duan, have you ever been to the rivers and lakes when you were young?" Xiao Yi thought of the rivers and lakes described in the book, love and hatred, swords, guns and halberds, and eighteen kinds of martial arts.

"Your Highness, Uncle Duan can't be called Uncle Duan, just shout Old Duan," Duan Mingsheng narrowed his eyes, and he didn't know where to find another weed and put it in his mouth.

Only then did he say vaguely, "The rivers and lakes are common, but the people in the rivers and lakes are not often." ”

Xiao Yi listened quietly in the back seat.

"When I was young, I was in chaos, and our Qiliang was just a small country. At that time, Lao Duan followed His Majesty, but he couldn't find a chance to get ahead, so he just went to Qijiang countries as a ranger to pass on information. ”

"I've met a lot of people in those years, so I'm half a bastard. has killed people, been a bandit, and has done bad things, but Your Highness, not all the rivers and lakes are not stingy with bad things. ”

I said that Your Highness, you were born in the imperial family, I am afraid that you don't know what the rivers and lakes are, and you can't know what the rivers and lakes are. ”

Although Xiao Yi is small, he understands this very clearly. There are many grievances in the rivers and lakes, and life and death are collected by heaven. He was born in the Qiliang royal family, although his heart is towards sages, but even if he has read thousands of books, he can't travel thousands of miles.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of inexplicable thoughts was just about to sprout, and he was scattered by Duan Mingsheng's next words.

"There are many grievances in the rivers and lakes, and there are many masters. On both sides of the Qi River, there are countless masters, but there are only a few sects. "Lao Duan is not old, but he looks old when he says this," not to mention those small forces, the most incredible sects in the rivers and lakes in the past hundred years are still the Wind and Snow Silver City. ”

"A hundred years ago, the main force of Wind and Snow Silver City City suppressed a generation of great generations, and there was no enemy. Old Duan's eyes were a little bitter, "Every generation of Wind and Snow City Lords is a genius. ”

"There has never been a sect that has been able to have its own autonomy and not allow the armies of other countries to step in. Similarly, the Wind and Snow Silver City only occupies one city, and does not expand. Lao Duan smiled freely, "No matter how strong the Wind and Snow Silver City is, it can't threaten a country." ”

"Fengxue Yincheng is in the north, and with the cheap emperor's materials from the Northern Wei Dynasty, it can continuously send strong people to the Northern Wei Dynasty. Even though I, Qi Liang, sit on the geographical advantage of the south of the Yangtze River, the overall situation is not optimistic. Lao Duan paused, "Old Duan, I can't see Your Majesty's iron horse stepping through the Northern Wei Dynasty and leveling that bullshit silver city in my life." ”

"When His Royal Highness finds the Medicine King, Lao Duan, I will ask the National Teacher for a chance to travel north. ”

Xiao Yixing may have felt the bitterness between the lines of Duan Mingsheng's words, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Duan's martial arts are so strong, could it be that he is also fierce and unlucky? ”

Lao Duan touched the scar on his cheekbones, "The world says that I don't stick to my clothes in heavy rain." ”

"But I didn't know that I was almost split in half by that person's sword qi in the air that year. was rescued by the national teacher, and only then did he save his life. After ten years of hard practice, now that I think about it," Lao Duan shook his head bitterly, "I'm afraid I can't dodge that sword." ”

Xiao Yi was shocked when he heard this, you must know that Duan Mingsheng is one of the twelve masters of the Qiliang Palace, and he is a master on a par with Miao Jianhong, and the swordsman is so terrifying, and he is not Miao Jianhong's opponent.

After ten years of practice, he was still defeated by a sword back then.

What a gap, or how much despair there was at the time?

"The martial arts realm, from bottom to top, is divided into nine grades. Lao Duan smiled, "I thought that Jiupin was up to the sky, but I never thought that there were people outside the people and mountains outside the mountains." Whispered to His Highness, this trip does not have to worry about safety, according to Your Majesty's love for you, that person will definitely follow us, as long as that person is there, even if thousands of people besiege the city, His Highness does not need to take a step back. ”

When Xiao Yi heard the title of that person, his mind flashed the figure of the palace drinking with the teacher all day long, except for the teacher and the blind seniors who called him an old man, who didn't respect him?

When he was six years old, he saw Old Man An show his hand, and Xiao Yi believed that even if there were no immortals in this world, there were similar people. At least Old Man An counts as one.

Thinking about the wine jug dangling around the old man's waist, the hobby of hanging wine on his waist is estimated to have been learned by Uncle Duan, Xiao Yi touched his nose and said curiously, "Uncle Duan can be called the ninth grade now?"

"Where can it be called the Nine Ranks?" Lao Duan shook his head, "The number one master in the Great Interior, the Bottle Cloud Guess Toucher, is the Nine Rank Holy Hand. I happened to meet a year ago. ”

When Xiao Yi heard this, he quipped, "You don't even meet each other?"

Old Duan laughed and sighed, "That person is not like us old guys, seventeen or eighteen years old is so young that he is dying, he acts strangely and withdrawn in his life, he doesn't deal with the living, he likes to wear a red robe with a ghost face, and he guesses that he is mostly disfigured, and one day he was seen by a ghost without a mask, Your Highness, guess what? ”

Xiao Yi tilted his head and thought about it, he had lived in the Lanling City Palace for sixteen years, and he had never seen this ghost-faced red-robed young man, and couldn't help laughing, "What a genius girl, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was promoted to the ninth rank of the peak of martial arts." ”

Lao Duan corrected at this time, "Although it is difficult to climb the martial arts, the nine grades are by no means the peak. ”

"The National Teacher has an order, His Royal Highness is not allowed to practice swords, but if you learn some superior exercises, you can prolong your life and slow down your physical illness. Lao Duan shook his head, "I can't say that His Highness is a more genius than Zhu Yunqing." ”

"This is unspeakable," Xiao Yi explained with a bitter face, "The teacher said that my fate is against each other, and once I practice the exercises, my heart and blood will be reversed, and when the time comes, most of them will die with a surge of qi and blood, and I am not a genius but also a ghost." ”

Lao Duan patted his head at this time, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "The National Teacher is right. I said that there are countless cheats in the palace, why don't you read a word of it. ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi chuckled, and tapped his head lightly with his little finger, "It's not that I haven't read a word, the teacher doesn't let me learn, and I memorize some in private, maybe I will use it one day." ”

Duan Mingsheng put away his playful tone, and looked at this young highness carefully, behind the approachability, there was a genius who really had the ability to remember things. If it is said that the palace has a million books, it is not an exaggeration, this little highness will never forget it, and I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes have memorized the secrets of forgetting life and death.

At the moment, he praised from the bottom of his heart, "Your Highness is a genius." ”

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and listened to this compliment, his face was expressionless, but his heart was very useful.

I saw that a light car, walking in the direction of Torrent City when the moon was setting and the clouds were rising.

Da da, it's a crisp horse's hoof.

The young prince closed his slender eyes, as if he was intoxicated by a wonderful dream, and couldn't help but say a few words in the dream.

"Jianghu. ”

Duan Mingsheng, the groom who was driving, smiled, and even Miao Jianhong seemed to have fallen into memories with His Royal Highness's words, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The horse's hooves stepped on, and an old man walked on the path, the old man was dressed in a blue pigment coat and had a tall posture, his long hair was scattered, he bathed in the bright moon in front of his forehead, a pot of flower wine and bells rang around his waist, he squinted and smiled, and looked at the carriage meaningfully.

"What a charlatan. ”

"Your Highness's trip, I can't really go into the rivers and lakes. ”

Looking through the carriage, and then through Torrent City, it seems to be facing the galloping and roaring Qi River.

Jianghuer?