Chapter 332
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"Tianzong saint and elder brother are friends. They got to know each other in the Yunzhou case last year. Tianzong saint and my elder brother bravely killed the enemy, killed the rebels and suppressed the mountain bandits, shared weal and woe, and formed a deep friendship." Xu explained, sipping tea.
The elder brother told him these words, and my mother also said that the saint of Tianzong had set up a private army to suppress bandits in Yunzhou in the past year..... My mother knew that it was the saint of Tianzong who told her.
Wang simu was suddenly relieved, and his face was filled with a gentle smile, saying:
"I heard from Keqing that Li Miaozhen, the saint of Tianzong, has the strength of four grades, and Chu Yuanzhen has the strength to compete with him. Looking at the capital, there are only a handful of such young people with four accomplishments. "
Chu Yuanzhen is not young..... Xu Xinnian nodded and said: "the two protagonists in the struggle between heaven and man are really dragons and phoenixes among people."
Wang simu said: "however, in a few years, Xu Yinluo will be able to compete with these two. After fighting, the capital is saying that Xu Yinluo's talent is not inferior to Zhenbei king."
Xu raised his chin in the new year, with a light tone: "elder brother's cultivation is still poor. All these rumors are killing."
He seems very proud..... Sure enough, complimenting Xu Qian is very good for Xu cijiu..... Wang simu's analysis.
The carriage drove slowly. At the gate of the inner city, it ran into teams in Huaiqing and Lin'an. Two carriages made of Phoebe were parked at the gate of the city.
"Your Highness, is that Miss Wang's carriage?"
Lift the curtain to see the scenery of the maid, saw Wang simu's carriage, happily turned to tell Lin'an.
"It's really miss sister's carriage," Lin'an said with a smile, "go and tell her to come here. I'll ride with her."
The servant girl cried at once.
At the other end, Wang simu in the carriage heard the call, opened the curtain in amazement, and saw that the yellow silk cover of jinsinan Trojan horse on the opposite side was embroidered with the word Lin'an.
He immediately responded with a smile: "Your Highness Lin'an."
Lin'an pushed away her maid, lifted the curtain with her hands, and said with a smile, "I miss you. Do you also go to Weishui to see the fight between heaven and man?"
Wang simu gave a sweet "um".
Lin'an is happy, peach blossom eyes bend into crescent moon, and beckons small hands: "come here, come here to our palace."
Wang simu was about to speak when he suddenly frowned. Xiupa covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently.
Lin'an said with concern, "what's the matter?"
Wang simu said helplessly: "I got wind cold a few days ago. I took several pairs of medicine, and it's no big problem. However, even though it is an ember, it is not good to infect your highness. "
Mounting a face of regret, told Miss Wang to have a good rest.
Wang simu should be smiling, at this time, she saw the front of the carriage, the window suddenly lifted, a pair of cold pool like clear eyes, cold swept her one eye.
In a flash, Wang simu felt that all his careful thinking and all his thoughts were clearly seen.
She forced a smile and put down the curtain.
When the carriage drove out of the road, Wang simu felt relieved and patted his chest. Looking at Xu Xinnian, he said, "I'm afraid to get along with her highness Huaiqing. She's too smart."
Xu Xinnian smiles.
The mind is magnanimous, the will is firm, then can calmly face all situations. It doesn't matter if you're seen inside.
This point is that Xu Erlang has experienced several social deaths and has been tempered out of the city.
Life is the best teacher.
After waiting for a long time at the gate of the inner city, two jinsinan Trojan horses finally arrived with eight silver gongs, leading more than ten silver gongs and more than thirty bronze gongs.
The last golden gong was on duty in Yamen for several days and couldn't leave.
Seeing the appearance of the watchmen, she felt that there were too few bodyguards to ensure the safety of herself and Huaiqing.
Holding the trust of Huaiqing, Mount did not raise this issue.
"With so many golden and silver gongs, Huaiqing and I are safe even if there are thousands of troops on the opposite side." Mounting heart immediately extremely solid.
Huaiqing opened the window curtain, glanced at the watchman and frowned, "where's the xuning banquet?"
Jiang Luzhong shook his head and said with a smile: "this boy sits in the hall for three days fishing and two days drying his net. Most of the time, he can't find anyone. Who knows why he's gone."
Huaiqing nodded, put down the curtain, the team started, through the outer city, driving on the official road for more than half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Your Highness, you can only walk further."
Said the chief bodyguard.
Huaiqing and Lin'an got out of their carriages and were all dressed in strong clothes. The former was full chested, protruding forward and backward, showing the plump figure of women.
The latter is a kind of wind ribbon, which is used to describe the water. Clearly did not make any hook people's behavior, but more charming than sister Huaiqing temptation.Under the protection of watchmen and palace guards, Huaiqing and Lin'an left the official road and walked into the wasteland full of weeds. After a quarter of an hour, Lin'an's trousers and cotton boots were covered with dew and grass.
"A lot of people..."
Lin'an suddenly stopped and sighed.
The Weishui river is 20 Zhang wide. In flood season, the width of the river even rises to 30 Zhang. At this time, the people on both sides of the river come out to see that there are swords on the back of the well.
There are also idle dandies in the capital, officials who ask for leave to watch the dispute between heaven and man, and nobility such as nobility.
Of course, there are also students from Guozijian and Yunlu academy, as well as such rich families as Wang simu.
These people, with more than ten bodyguards, were reckless in clearing the scene and monopolizing a place.
"Clean up."
Huaiqing, who picked a good place, waved and ordered the guards to work.
"Here comes the big man again."
"That woman is so beautiful, hiss... There are so many golden gong guards around?"
It seems that the expelled people in the Jianghu are used to swearing and changing positions, and by the way, they gossip about Huaiqing's identity.
"She's the eldest princess of Dafeng, named Huaiqing." A person in Beijing said.
"Come to think of it, she was sitting in the imperial tent during the fighting that day."
"The princess of Dafeng is such a beautiful woman. Can she get married? Who is the son-in-law? "
"All the four princesses of the royal family are unmarried and waiting to be married. The one beside her is her second highness Lin'an. I think Princess Lin'an......
originally, I wanted to comment on her, but I thought that the golden gongs had a good ear and a good eyesight. They probably heard the discussion here, so they immediately shut up and didn't dare to talk about the princess.
Framed in the crowd looked around, frowning: "dog slave, Huaiqing, where is the dog slave."
Huaiqing ignored her.
"Go away, go away..."
at this time, a loud drink came. Framed and Huaiqing looked back and saw that dozens of strong warriors waved scabbard to drive away the crowd.
The soldiers arched and guarded a woman wearing a curtain cap. The curtain cap hung down with a veil inside. No matter how high the warrior's accomplishments were, he could not see the woman's true face through the two layers of protection.
"Here comes the princess. Let's go and say hello." Mount to see Huaiqing.
Huaiqing coldly turned his face, dismissive.
The golden gongs turned their heads one after another and looked at the princess who was surrounded by Fu Wei. Their eyes were full of curiosity.
The princess of Zhenbei is known as the most beautiful woman in Dafeng, but few people see her true face. It's not the first time that Jin Luo saw her, but every time she did layers of protection.
"Even she came. The last fight didn't disturb the princess." Jiang Lu said with emotion.
"The fighting method is mysterious and mysterious. What's good to see? The battle between heaven and man in daomen was once brewing for more than a month. No one is not curious." Open the way.
At this time, just after the time of Mao, there will be another three quarters of an hour, which is the battle between heaven and man.
Hundreds of people gathered along the Weishui River, looking forward to the next battle. The people's look is jubilant, just like going to the market.
Outside the crowd, they set up a shed to sell tea and breakfast, which is more expensive than the stalls in the inner city.
The look of the people in the Jianghu is expectant and excited. There is a battle between heaven and man. Every time is the flourishing age of Dafeng, next only to the once-in-13-year Wulin conference.
"Ah, you see, Liu Yun of Shuangdao sect is here. Is the one beside her the sect leader Cheng hensheng?" Someone cried.
Following the sound, a group of people in strong clothes came. Their characteristics were carrying two machetes, dark skin and sharp eyebrows.
One of them is a little girl with double swords on her back. She is very beautiful. Her skin is wheat colored and her eyes are sharp. She looks like a vigorous female leopard. She is very wild.
She followed behind a middle-aged man, who was introverted, as if not as sharp as the doorman behind him.
...
"the people of Luya sword pavilion are here too. The blue color clothes of butterfly sword are so beautiful that they deserve the reputation."
"What is Lan Huan's cultivation now? I remember the rumor last year that he broke through and became a four class warrior. "
"I saw the girl of Rongrong in wanhualou. Hehe, she is really a goblin."
"Are those monks from Qinglong temple?"
As the time for the decisive battle approaches, more and more experts from different sects arrive. They are different from sanxiu. They are "big men" with territory and reputation.
LAN Huan, the leader of Luya sword Pavilion, chose a good position with a wide field of vision, and then looked at the leader of Shuangdao gate not far away. Baoquan Dao: "it's said that Shuangdao gate's major is unfathomable. Today, it's well-known."
A plain opening.
The dark skinned and unsmiling master of Shuangdao sect then came to see him and said faintly: "the blue Pavilion master is too famous. I'm not as good as you."He hasn't reached the fourth grade yet.
What? Is the master of Shuangdao gate inferior to that of Luya sword pavilion?
As soon as the eyes of the people around them brighten, they are excited to eat a big melon. When they boast with their relatives and friends in the future, they can use this "secret" to gain attention.
The beautiful and lively blue dress of butterfly sword looks at the double door female Xia Liu Yun with wheat skin. When both sides touch their eyes, the blue dress sticks out its chest with pride.
Liu Yun squinted, disdained to glance at the line of sight.
LAN Huan continued: "sect master, heaven and man are fighting. Which one do you think has a better chance of winning?"
"Heaven and man have been fighting each other for thousands of years. We don't want to talk about who is higher or who is lower. However, Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen have a better chance of winning. " The master of Shuangdao gate said.
"Why?" LAN Huan asked with a smile.
"Six years ago, Chu Yuanzhen was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Wei Yuan. At that time, Li Miaozhen was not yet an adult, and he was better than Li Miaozhen just by this information." Said the master.
However, LAN Huan had a different opinion and said, "you don't know that Chu Yuanzhen is a registered disciple of Renzong, who is a Wufu system, and who cultivates Renzong kendo.
"There's something wrong with the way, and Li Miaozhen is the goddess of Tianzong who is rooted in Miao Hong."
Actually, there are also these inside stories... The people who eat melons listen with relish.
Suddenly, some people in the capital asked in a loud voice, "how are these two people compared with our Xu Yingong?"
LAN Huan laughed at the speech and did not answer.
The master of Shuangdao gate sneered.
"Hey, you two, what do you mean?"
The people in the capital are not happy.
Looking around at the crowd in blue, the butterfly sword said in a crisp voice:
"although Xu Yinluo is a talent of heaven, and his qualification is comparable to that of Zhenbei king, he is only a seven grade warrior. Chu Yuanzhen, a disciple of Renzong, and Li Miaozhen, a saint of Tianzong, were able to fight against the golden gong of Sipin many years ago. Although they were defeated, they may not lose the strength of Sipin after so many years.
"If Li Miaozhen dares to come to the capital to fight in the book of war, he is also a fourth grade."
The people in the capital don't know how to practice, but they do understand the simple division of grades. It turns out that Xu Yinluo, the hero of Dafeng in their mind, is only a person who has seven grades of martial arts?
The two protagonists in the struggle between man and nature are indeed four products.
"If you fart, you dare to slander Xu Yinluo. Everyone throws stones at her."
"The little girl is pretty, but her mouth stinks, hetui..."
the common people are very disappointed, and then they burst into anger and turn to the butterfly sword blue clothes.
"Well, the dog slave is obviously the sixth grade." Mount mount spit road.
She was a little unhappy. In Lin'an's understanding, her dog slave was a great hero, blocking thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. Defeat Buddha and arhat in front of the Star Tower.
It's something big people can do.
She always thinks that dog slaves are the best, but now, they are compared and analyzed. Coldly found that the dog slave's grade is only seven.
The huge gap made her uncomfortable.
"In Dafeng capital, those who are young and have four accomplishments are no more than five fingers." A black robed traveler said in a deep voice.
"Well, Xu Yinluo must be known as a four grade martial artist, but now he is too young to be compared with Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen." There are also people in the Jianghu to add.
Bang!
A stone came and smashed on the invisible hood.
The man in the river and the lake was furious, but he didn't dare to attack. This is the boundary of the capital, surrounded by high-ranking officials and government experts. If he dares to hurt civilians, he will be severely punished by the powerful officials.
"Nonsense, Xu Yingong broke the golden body with a knife. What a prestige. How can there be only seven grades. "
"Is, that what Chu Yuan Zhen is so fierce, how he doesn't go to fight, don't go to break the little monk's gold body."
"I think among the young masters in Beijing, only Xu Yinluo is the most powerful. You guys just can't see the silver Gong. "
The common people were filled with indignation.
However, when they scolded and scolded, they came to believe that no one in the world spoke for Xu Yinluo, even the officials and the watchmen.
There was a great disappointment in my heart.
At this time, the wind came from the top of the head, a shadow flying on the sword, condensing over the Weishui river.
This man was dressed in green, with a handsome face. He was not young, but he was not small. A wisp of white hair from his forehead told of his vicissitudes.
"Chu Yuan Zhen!"
Below, there was a cry of surprise in the crowd.
In the distance, a woman with a flying sword comes quickly and stops opposite Chu Yuanzhen.
The saint of Tianzong is wearing a simple Taoist robe, with ebony hairpin. Her face is white and sharp. Her eyes are like paint, and her lips are thin. Just as the rumor says, she is a beautiful woman.Seeing this scene, the people in the capital who were angry a moment ago suddenly lost their voice.
The imperial sword flies and stands in the air, which only exists in storytellers and storytellers. In contrast, Xu Yinluo, who often travels on horseback, does not have enough arrangement.
"In today's World War I, we will do our best." Li Miaozhen stares at the green shirt swordsman opposite.
"Good." Chu Yuan nodded.
The duel between Taoist leaders is the business of Taoist leaders. Now the dispute between heaven and man is between them.
Chu Yuan Zhen knew that if Luo Yuheng could not break through the first grade, the battle between heaven and man would be more or less dangerous. In this battle, if he avoids fighting, Renzong will send other disciples to fight.
Instead of losing to Li Miaozhen and humiliating Zong, it's better for him to come. You can win at least three moves.
It's also the gift of Renzong.
"Everyone, quit ten feet." Chu Yuanzhen drank a lot.
On both sides of the Wei River, onlookers retreated.
The fight between man and nature is on the verge of breaking out. Countless pairs of eyes are staring at the two people in the air, nervous and excited.
All of a sudden, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, very penetrating, reverberating over the Weishui River, reverberating in the morning light of the fields.
This piano sound is so incongruous that it disrupts the rhythm of Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen, and makes their rising momentum release.
When Chu Yuanzhen saw that Li Miaozhen's face was suddenly stiff, he couldn't help looking back..... Then Chu Zhuangyuan's face also froze.
Following the sound of the piano, the onlookers saw an awning boat floating in the distance. At the bow of the boat, a tall and straight young man, leaning on a knife, looked at the undulating river with a meaningful look.
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"Tianzong saint and elder brother are friends. They got to know each other in the Yunzhou case last year. Tianzong saint and my elder brother bravely killed the enemy, killed the rebels and suppressed the mountain bandits, shared weal and woe, and formed a deep friendship." Xu explained, sipping tea.
The elder brother told him these words, and my mother also said that the saint of Tianzong had set up a private army to suppress bandits in Yunzhou in the past year..... My mother knew that it was the saint of Tianzong who told her.
Wang simu was suddenly relieved, and his face was filled with a gentle smile, saying:
"I heard from Keqing that Li Miaozhen, the saint of Tianzong, has the strength of four grades, and Chu Yuanzhen has the strength to compete with him. Looking at the capital, there are only a handful of such young people with four accomplishments. "
Chu Yuanzhen is not young..... Xu Xinnian nodded and said: "the two protagonists in the struggle between heaven and man are really dragons and phoenixes among people."
Wang simu said: "however, in a few years, Xu Yinluo will be able to compete with these two. After fighting, the capital is saying that Xu Yinluo's talent is not inferior to Zhenbei king."
Xu raised his chin in the new year, with a light tone: "elder brother's cultivation is still poor. All these rumors are killing."
He seems very proud..... Sure enough, complimenting Xu Qian is very good for Xu cijiu..... Wang simu's analysis.
The carriage drove slowly. At the gate of the inner city, it ran into teams in Huaiqing and Lin'an. Two carriages made of Phoebe were parked at the gate of the city.
"Your Highness, is that Miss Wang's carriage?"
Lift the curtain to see the scenery of the maid, saw Wang simu's carriage, happily turned to tell Lin'an.
"It's really miss sister's carriage," Lin'an said with a smile, "go and tell her to come here. I'll ride with her."
The servant girl cried at once.
At the other end, Wang simu in the carriage heard the call, opened the curtain in amazement, and saw that the yellow silk cover of jinsinan Trojan horse on the opposite side was embroidered with the word Lin'an.
He immediately responded with a smile: "Your Highness Lin'an."
Lin'an pushed away her maid, lifted the curtain with her hands, and said with a smile, "I miss you. Do you also go to Weishui to see the fight between heaven and man?"
Wang simu gave a sweet "um".
Lin'an is happy, peach blossom eyes bend into crescent moon, and beckons small hands: "come here, come here to our palace."
Wang simu was about to speak when he suddenly frowned. Xiupa covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently.
Lin'an said with concern, "what's the matter?"
Wang simu said helplessly: "I got wind cold a few days ago. I took several pairs of medicine, and it's no big problem. However, even though it is an ember, it is not good to infect your highness. "
Mounting a face of regret, told Miss Wang to have a good rest.
Wang simu should be smiling, at this time, she saw the front of the carriage, the window suddenly lifted, a pair of cold pool like clear eyes, cold swept her one eye.
In a flash, Wang simu felt that all his careful thinking and all his thoughts were clearly seen.
She forced a smile and put down the curtain.
When the carriage drove out of the road, Wang simu felt relieved and patted his chest. Looking at Xu Xinnian, he said, "I'm afraid to get along with her highness Huaiqing. She's too smart."
Xu Xinnian smiles.
The mind is magnanimous, the will is firm, then can calmly face all situations. It doesn't matter if you're seen inside.
This point is that Xu Erlang has experienced several social deaths and has been tempered out of the city.
Life is the best teacher.
After waiting for a long time at the gate of the inner city, two jinsinan Trojan horses finally arrived with eight silver gongs, leading more than ten silver gongs and more than thirty bronze gongs.
The last golden gong was on duty in Yamen for several days and couldn't leave.
Seeing the appearance of the watchmen, she felt that there were too few bodyguards to ensure the safety of herself and Huaiqing.
Holding the trust of Huaiqing, Mount did not raise this issue.
"With so many golden and silver gongs, Huaiqing and I are safe even if there are thousands of troops on the opposite side." Mounting heart immediately extremely solid.
Huaiqing opened the window curtain, glanced at the watchman and frowned, "where's the xuning banquet?"
Jiang Luzhong shook his head and said with a smile: "this boy sits in the hall for three days fishing and two days drying his net. Most of the time, he can't find anyone. Who knows why he's gone."
Huaiqing nodded, put down the curtain, the team started, through the outer city, driving on the official road for more than half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Your Highness, you can only walk further."
Said the chief bodyguard.
Huaiqing and Lin'an got out of their carriages and were all dressed in strong clothes. The former was full chested, protruding forward and backward, showing the plump figure of women.
The latter is a kind of wind ribbon, which is used to describe the water. Clearly did not make any hook people's behavior, but more charming than sister Huaiqing temptation.Under the protection of watchmen and palace guards, Huaiqing and Lin'an left the official road and walked into the wasteland full of weeds. After a quarter of an hour, Lin'an's trousers and cotton boots were covered with dew and grass.
"A lot of people..."
Lin'an suddenly stopped and sighed.
The Weishui river is 20 Zhang wide. In flood season, the width of the river even rises to 30 Zhang. At this time, the people on both sides of the river come out to see that there are swords on the back of the well.
There are also idle dandies in the capital, officials who ask for leave to watch the dispute between heaven and man, and nobility such as nobility.
Of course, there are also students from Guozijian and Yunlu academy, as well as such rich families as Wang simu.
These people, with more than ten bodyguards, were reckless in clearing the scene and monopolizing a place.
"Clean up."
Huaiqing, who picked a good place, waved and ordered the guards to work.
"Here comes the big man again."
"That woman is so beautiful, hiss... There are so many golden gong guards around?"
It seems that the expelled people in the Jianghu are used to swearing and changing positions, and by the way, they gossip about Huaiqing's identity.
"She's the eldest princess of Dafeng, named Huaiqing." A person in Beijing said.
"Come to think of it, she was sitting in the imperial tent during the fighting that day."
"The princess of Dafeng is such a beautiful woman. Can she get married? Who is the son-in-law? "
"All the four princesses of the royal family are unmarried and waiting to be married. The one beside her is her second highness Lin'an. I think Princess Lin'an......
originally, I wanted to comment on her, but I thought that the golden gongs had a good ear and a good eyesight. They probably heard the discussion here, so they immediately shut up and didn't dare to talk about the princess.
Framed in the crowd looked around, frowning: "dog slave, Huaiqing, where is the dog slave."
Huaiqing ignored her.
"Go away, go away..."
at this time, a loud drink came. Framed and Huaiqing looked back and saw that dozens of strong warriors waved scabbard to drive away the crowd.
The soldiers arched and guarded a woman wearing a curtain cap. The curtain cap hung down with a veil inside. No matter how high the warrior's accomplishments were, he could not see the woman's true face through the two layers of protection.
"Here comes the princess. Let's go and say hello." Mount to see Huaiqing.
Huaiqing coldly turned his face, dismissive.
The golden gongs turned their heads one after another and looked at the princess who was surrounded by Fu Wei. Their eyes were full of curiosity.
The princess of Zhenbei is known as the most beautiful woman in Dafeng, but few people see her true face. It's not the first time that Jin Luo saw her, but every time she did layers of protection.
"Even she came. The last fight didn't disturb the princess." Jiang Lu said with emotion.
"The fighting method is mysterious and mysterious. What's good to see? The battle between heaven and man in daomen was once brewing for more than a month. No one is not curious." Open the way.
At this time, just after the time of Mao, there will be another three quarters of an hour, which is the battle between heaven and man.
Hundreds of people gathered along the Weishui River, looking forward to the next battle. The people's look is jubilant, just like going to the market.
Outside the crowd, they set up a shed to sell tea and breakfast, which is more expensive than the stalls in the inner city.
The look of the people in the Jianghu is expectant and excited. There is a battle between heaven and man. Every time is the flourishing age of Dafeng, next only to the once-in-13-year Wulin conference.
"Ah, you see, Liu Yun of Shuangdao sect is here. Is the one beside her the sect leader Cheng hensheng?" Someone cried.
Following the sound, a group of people in strong clothes came. Their characteristics were carrying two machetes, dark skin and sharp eyebrows.
One of them is a little girl with double swords on her back. She is very beautiful. Her skin is wheat colored and her eyes are sharp. She looks like a vigorous female leopard. She is very wild.
She followed behind a middle-aged man, who was introverted, as if not as sharp as the doorman behind him.
...
"the people of Luya sword pavilion are here too. The blue color clothes of butterfly sword are so beautiful that they deserve the reputation."
"What is Lan Huan's cultivation now? I remember the rumor last year that he broke through and became a four class warrior. "
"I saw the girl of Rongrong in wanhualou. Hehe, she is really a goblin."
"Are those monks from Qinglong temple?"
As the time for the decisive battle approaches, more and more experts from different sects arrive. They are different from sanxiu. They are "big men" with territory and reputation.
LAN Huan, the leader of Luya sword Pavilion, chose a good position with a wide field of vision, and then looked at the leader of Shuangdao gate not far away. Baoquan Dao: "it's said that Shuangdao gate's major is unfathomable. Today, it's well-known."
A plain opening.
The dark skinned and unsmiling master of Shuangdao sect then came to see him and said faintly: "the blue Pavilion master is too famous. I'm not as good as you."He hasn't reached the fourth grade yet.
What? Is the master of Shuangdao gate inferior to that of Luya sword pavilion?
As soon as the eyes of the people around them brighten, they are excited to eat a big melon. When they boast with their relatives and friends in the future, they can use this "secret" to gain attention.
The beautiful and lively blue dress of butterfly sword looks at the double door female Xia Liu Yun with wheat skin. When both sides touch their eyes, the blue dress sticks out its chest with pride.
Liu Yun squinted, disdained to glance at the line of sight.
LAN Huan continued: "sect master, heaven and man are fighting. Which one do you think has a better chance of winning?"
"Heaven and man have been fighting each other for thousands of years. We don't want to talk about who is higher or who is lower. However, Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen have a better chance of winning. " The master of Shuangdao gate said.
"Why?" LAN Huan asked with a smile.
"Six years ago, Chu Yuanzhen was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Wei Yuan. At that time, Li Miaozhen was not yet an adult, and he was better than Li Miaozhen just by this information." Said the master.
However, LAN Huan had a different opinion and said, "you don't know that Chu Yuanzhen is a registered disciple of Renzong, who is a Wufu system, and who cultivates Renzong kendo.
"There's something wrong with the way, and Li Miaozhen is the goddess of Tianzong who is rooted in Miao Hong."
Actually, there are also these inside stories... The people who eat melons listen with relish.
Suddenly, some people in the capital asked in a loud voice, "how are these two people compared with our Xu Yingong?"
LAN Huan laughed at the speech and did not answer.
The master of Shuangdao gate sneered.
"Hey, you two, what do you mean?"
The people in the capital are not happy.
Looking around at the crowd in blue, the butterfly sword said in a crisp voice:
"although Xu Yinluo is a talent of heaven, and his qualification is comparable to that of Zhenbei king, he is only a seven grade warrior. Chu Yuanzhen, a disciple of Renzong, and Li Miaozhen, a saint of Tianzong, were able to fight against the golden gong of Sipin many years ago. Although they were defeated, they may not lose the strength of Sipin after so many years.
"If Li Miaozhen dares to come to the capital to fight in the book of war, he is also a fourth grade."
The people in the capital don't know how to practice, but they do understand the simple division of grades. It turns out that Xu Yinluo, the hero of Dafeng in their mind, is only a person who has seven grades of martial arts?
The two protagonists in the struggle between man and nature are indeed four products.
"If you fart, you dare to slander Xu Yinluo. Everyone throws stones at her."
"The little girl is pretty, but her mouth stinks, hetui..."
the common people are very disappointed, and then they burst into anger and turn to the butterfly sword blue clothes.
"Well, the dog slave is obviously the sixth grade." Mount mount spit road.
She was a little unhappy. In Lin'an's understanding, her dog slave was a great hero, blocking thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. Defeat Buddha and arhat in front of the Star Tower.
It's something big people can do.
She always thinks that dog slaves are the best, but now, they are compared and analyzed. Coldly found that the dog slave's grade is only seven.
The huge gap made her uncomfortable.
"In Dafeng capital, those who are young and have four accomplishments are no more than five fingers." A black robed traveler said in a deep voice.
"Well, Xu Yinluo must be known as a four grade martial artist, but now he is too young to be compared with Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen." There are also people in the Jianghu to add.
Bang!
A stone came and smashed on the invisible hood.
The man in the river and the lake was furious, but he didn't dare to attack. This is the boundary of the capital, surrounded by high-ranking officials and government experts. If he dares to hurt civilians, he will be severely punished by the powerful officials.
"Nonsense, Xu Yingong broke the golden body with a knife. What a prestige. How can there be only seven grades. "
"Is, that what Chu Yuan Zhen is so fierce, how he doesn't go to fight, don't go to break the little monk's gold body."
"I think among the young masters in Beijing, only Xu Yinluo is the most powerful. You guys just can't see the silver Gong. "
The common people were filled with indignation.
However, when they scolded and scolded, they came to believe that no one in the world spoke for Xu Yinluo, even the officials and the watchmen.
There was a great disappointment in my heart.
At this time, the wind came from the top of the head, a shadow flying on the sword, condensing over the Weishui river.
This man was dressed in green, with a handsome face. He was not young, but he was not small. A wisp of white hair from his forehead told of his vicissitudes.
"Chu Yuan Zhen!"
Below, there was a cry of surprise in the crowd.
In the distance, a woman with a flying sword comes quickly and stops opposite Chu Yuanzhen.
The saint of Tianzong is wearing a simple Taoist robe, with ebony hairpin. Her face is white and sharp. Her eyes are like paint, and her lips are thin. Just as the rumor says, she is a beautiful woman.Seeing this scene, the people in the capital who were angry a moment ago suddenly lost their voice.
The imperial sword flies and stands in the air, which only exists in storytellers and storytellers. In contrast, Xu Yinluo, who often travels on horseback, does not have enough arrangement.
"In today's World War I, we will do our best." Li Miaozhen stares at the green shirt swordsman opposite.
"Good." Chu Yuan nodded.
The duel between Taoist leaders is the business of Taoist leaders. Now the dispute between heaven and man is between them.
Chu Yuan Zhen knew that if Luo Yuheng could not break through the first grade, the battle between heaven and man would be more or less dangerous. In this battle, if he avoids fighting, Renzong will send other disciples to fight.
Instead of losing to Li Miaozhen and humiliating Zong, it's better for him to come. You can win at least three moves.
It's also the gift of Renzong.
"Everyone, quit ten feet." Chu Yuanzhen drank a lot.
On both sides of the Wei River, onlookers retreated.
The fight between man and nature is on the verge of breaking out. Countless pairs of eyes are staring at the two people in the air, nervous and excited.
All of a sudden, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, very penetrating, reverberating over the Weishui River, reverberating in the morning light of the fields.
This piano sound is so incongruous that it disrupts the rhythm of Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen, and makes their rising momentum release.
When Chu Yuanzhen saw that Li Miaozhen's face was suddenly stiff, he couldn't help looking back..... Then Chu Zhuangyuan's face also froze.
Following the sound of the piano, the onlookers saw an awning boat floating in the distance. At the bow of the boat, a tall and straight young man, leaning on a knife, looked at the undulating river with a meaningful look.
Here he comes, in the exclusive BGM, slowly.
PS: headache, chest tightness and weakness. Heatstroke causes electrolyte disorder, headache relief after scraping, but at night, there is a sudden pain, if not good tomorrow, I have to go to the hospital.
"Tianzong saint and elder brother are friends. They got to know each other in the Yunzhou case last year. Tianzong saint and my elder brother bravely killed the enemy, killed the rebels and suppressed the mountain bandits, shared weal and woe, and formed a deep friendship." Xu explained, sipping tea. The elder brother told him these words, and my mother also said that the saint of Tianzong had set up a private army to suppress bandits in Yunzhou in the past year..... My mother knew that it was the saint of Tianzong who told her. Wang simu was suddenly relieved, and his face was filled with a gentle smile, saying: "I heard from Keqing that Li Miaozhen, the saint of Tianzong, has the strength of four grades, and Chu Yuanzhen has the strength to compete with him. Looking at the capital, there are only a handful of such young people with four accomplishments. " Chu Yuanzhen is not young..... Xu Xinnian nodded and said: "the two protagonists in the struggle between heaven and man are really dragons and phoenixes among people." Wang simu said: "however, in a few years, Xu Yinluo will be able to compete with these two. After fighting, the capital is saying that Xu Yinluo's talent is not inferior to Zhenbei king." Xu raised his chin in the new year, with a light tone: "elder brother's cultivation is still poor. All these rumors are killing." He seems very proud..... Sure enough, complimenting Xu Qian is very good for Xu cijiu..... Wang simu's analysis. The carriage drove slowly. At the gate of the inner city, it ran into teams in Huaiqing and Lin'an. Two carriages made of Phoebe were parked at the gate of the city. "Your Highness, is that Miss Wang's carriage?" Lift the curtain to see the scenery of the maid, saw Wang simu's carriage, happily turned to tell Lin'an. "It's really miss sister's carriage," Lin'an said with a smile, "go and tell her to come here. I'll ride with her." The servant girl cried at once. At the other end, Wang simu in the carriage heard the call, opened the curtain in amazement, and saw that the yellow silk cover of jinsinan Trojan horse on the opposite side was embroidered with the word Lin'an. He immediately responded with a smile: "Your Highness Lin'an." Lin'an pushed away her maid, lifted the curtain with her hands, and said with a smile, "I miss you. Do you also go to Weishui to see the fight between heaven and man?" Wang simu gave a sweet "um". Lin'an is happy, peach blossom eyes bend into crescent moon, and beckons small hands: "come here, come here to our palace." Wang simu was about to speak when he suddenly frowned. Xiupa covered his mouth and nose and coughed violently. Lin'an said with concern, "what's the matter?" Wang simu said helplessly: "I got wind cold a few days ago. I took several pairs of medicine, and it's no big problem. However, even though it is an ember, it is not good to infect your highness. " Mounting a face of regret, told Miss Wang to have a good rest. Wang simu should be smiling, at this time, she saw the front of the carriage, the window suddenly lifted, a pair of cold pool like clear eyes, cold swept her one eye. In a flash, Wang simu felt that all his careful thinking and all his thoughts were clearly seen. She forced a smile and put down the curtain. When the carriage drove out of the road, Wang simu felt relieved and patted his chest. Looking at Xu Xinnian, he said, "I'm afraid to get along with her highness Huaiqing. She's too smart." Xu Xinnian smiles. The mind is magnanimous, the will is firm, then can calmly face all situations. It doesn't matter if you're seen inside. This point is that Xu Erlang has experienced several social deaths and has been tempered out of the city. Life is the best teacher. After waiting for a long time at the gate of the inner city, two jinsinan Trojan horses finally arrived with eight silver gongs, leading more than ten silver gongs and more than thirty bronze gongs. The last golden gong was on duty in Yamen for several days and couldn't leave. Seeing the appearance of the watchmen, she felt that there were too few bodyguards to ensure the safety of herself and Huaiqing. Holding the trust of Huaiqing, Mount did not raise this issue. "With so many golden and silver gongs, Huaiqing and I are safe even if there are thousands of troops on the opposite side." Mounting heart immediately extremely solid. Huaiqing opened the window curtain, glanced at the watchman and frowned, "where's the xuning banquet?" Jiang Luzhong shook his head and said with a smile: "this boy sits in the hall for three days fishing and two days drying his net. Most of the time, he can't find anyone. Who knows why he's gone." Huaiqing nodded, put down the curtain, the team started, through the outer city, driving on the official road for more than half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped. "Your Highness, you can only walk further." Said the chief bodyguard. Huaiqing and Lin'an got out of their carriages and were all dressed in strong clothes. The former was full chested, protruding forward and backward, showing the plump figure of women. The latter is a kind of wind ribbon, which is used to describe the water. Clearly did not make any hook people's behavior, but more charming than sister Huaiqing temptation.Under the protection of watchmen and palace guards, Huaiqing and Lin'an left the official road and walked into the wasteland full of weeds. After a quarter of an hour, Lin'an's trousers and cotton boots were covered with dew and grass. "A lot of people..." Lin'an suddenly stopped and sighed. The Weishui river is 20 Zhang wide. In flood season, the width of the river even rises to 30 Zhang. At this time, the people on both sides of the river come out to see that there are swords on the back of the well. There are also idle dandies in the capital, officials who ask for leave to watch the dispute between heaven and man, and nobility such as nobility. Of course, there are also students from Guozijian and Yunlu academy, as well as such rich families as Wang simu. These people, with more than ten bodyguards, were reckless in clearing the scene and monopolizing a place. "Clean up." Huaiqing, who picked a good place, waved and ordered the guards to work. "Here comes the big man again." "That woman is so beautiful, hiss... There are so many golden gong guards around?" It seems that the expelled people in the Jianghu are used to swearing and changing positions, and by the way, they gossip about Huaiqing's identity. "She's the eldest princess of Dafeng, named Huaiqing." A person in Beijing said. "Come to think of it, she was sitting in the imperial tent during the fighting that day." "The princess of Dafeng is such a beautiful woman. Can she get married? Who is the son-in-law? " "All the four princesses of the royal family are unmarried and waiting to be married. The one beside her is her second highness Lin'an. I think Princess Lin'an...... originally, I wanted to comment on her, but I thought that the golden gongs had a good ear and a good eyesight. They probably heard the discussion here, so they immediately shut up and didn't dare to talk about the princess. Framed in the crowd looked around, frowning: "dog slave, Huaiqing, where is the dog slave." Huaiqing ignored her. "Go away, go away..." at this time, a loud drink came. Framed and Huaiqing looked back and saw that dozens of strong warriors waved scabbard to drive away the crowd. The soldiers arched and guarded a woman wearing a curtain cap. The curtain cap hung down with a veil inside. No matter how high the warrior's accomplishments were, he could not see the woman's true face through the two layers of protection. "Here comes the princess. Let's go and say hello." Mount to see Huaiqing. Huaiqing coldly turned his face, dismissive. The golden gongs turned their heads one after another and looked at the princess who was surrounded by Fu Wei. Their eyes were full of curiosity. The princess of Zhenbei is known as the most beautiful woman in Dafeng, but few people see her true face. It's not the first time that Jin Luo saw her, but every time she did layers of protection. "Even she came. The last fight didn't disturb the princess." Jiang Lu said with emotion. "The fighting method is mysterious and mysterious. What's good to see? The battle between heaven and man in daomen was once brewing for more than a month. No one is not curious." Open the way. At this time, just after the time of Mao, there will be another three quarters of an hour, which is the battle between heaven and man. Hundreds of people gathered along the Weishui River, looking forward to the next battle. The people's look is jubilant, just like going to the market. Outside the crowd, they set up a shed to sell tea and breakfast, which is more expensive than the stalls in the inner city. The look of the people in the Jianghu is expectant and excited. There is a battle between heaven and man. Every time is the flourishing age of Dafeng, next only to the once-in-13-year Wulin conference. "Ah, you see, Liu Yun of Shuangdao sect is here. Is the one beside her the sect leader Cheng hensheng?" Someone cried. Following the sound, a group of people in strong clothes came. Their characteristics were carrying two machetes, dark skin and sharp eyebrows. One of them is a little girl with double swords on her back. She is very beautiful. Her skin is wheat colored and her eyes are sharp. She looks like a vigorous female leopard. She is very wild. She followed behind a middle-aged man, who was introverted, as if not as sharp as the doorman behind him. ... "the people of Luya sword pavilion are here too. The blue color clothes of butterfly sword are so beautiful that they deserve the reputation." "What is Lan Huan's cultivation now? I remember the rumor last year that he broke through and became a four class warrior. " "I saw the girl of Rongrong in wanhualou. Hehe, she is really a goblin." "Are those monks from Qinglong temple?" As the time for the decisive battle approaches, more and more experts from different sects arrive. They are different from sanxiu. They are "big men" with territory and reputation. LAN Huan, the leader of Luya sword Pavilion, chose a good position with a wide field of vision, and then looked at the leader of Shuangdao gate not far away. Baoquan Dao: "it's said that Shuangdao gate's major is unfathomable. Today, it's well-known." A plain opening. The dark skinned and unsmiling master of Shuangdao sect then came to see him and said faintly: "the blue Pavilion master is too famous. I'm not as good as you."He hasn't reached the fourth grade yet. What? Is the master of Shuangdao gate inferior to that of Luya sword pavilion? As soon as the eyes of the people around them brighten, they are excited to eat a big melon. When they boast with their relatives and friends in the future, they can use this "secret" to gain attention. The beautiful and lively blue dress of butterfly sword looks at the double door female Xia Liu Yun with wheat skin. When both sides touch their eyes, the blue dress sticks out its chest with pride. Liu Yun squinted, disdained to glance at the line of sight. LAN Huan continued: "sect master, heaven and man are fighting. Which one do you think has a better chance of winning?" "Heaven and man have been fighting each other for thousands of years. We don't want to talk about who is higher or who is lower. However, Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen have a better chance of winning. " The master of Shuangdao gate said. "Why?" LAN Huan asked with a smile. "Six years ago, Chu Yuanzhen was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Wei Yuan. At that time, Li Miaozhen was not yet an adult, and he was better than Li Miaozhen just by this information." Said the master. However, LAN Huan had a different opinion and said, "you don't know that Chu Yuanzhen is a registered disciple of Renzong, who is a Wufu system, and who cultivates Renzong kendo. "There's something wrong with the way, and Li Miaozhen is the goddess of Tianzong who is rooted in Miao Hong." Actually, there are also these inside stories... The people who eat melons listen with relish. Suddenly, some people in the capital asked in a loud voice, "how are these two people compared with our Xu Yingong?" LAN Huan laughed at the speech and did not answer. The master of Shuangdao gate sneered. "Hey, you two, what do you mean?" The people in the capital are not happy. Looking around at the crowd in blue, the butterfly sword said in a crisp voice: "although Xu Yinluo is a talent of heaven, and his qualification is comparable to that of Zhenbei king, he is only a seven grade warrior. Chu Yuanzhen, a disciple of Renzong, and Li Miaozhen, a saint of Tianzong, were able to fight against the golden gong of Sipin many years ago. Although they were defeated, they may not lose the strength of Sipin after so many years. "If Li Miaozhen dares to come to the capital to fight in the book of war, he is also a fourth grade." The people in the capital don't know how to practice, but they do understand the simple division of grades. It turns out that Xu Yinluo, the hero of Dafeng in their mind, is only a person who has seven grades of martial arts? The two protagonists in the struggle between man and nature are indeed four products. "If you fart, you dare to slander Xu Yinluo. Everyone throws stones at her." "The little girl is pretty, but her mouth stinks, hetui..." the common people are very disappointed, and then they burst into anger and turn to the butterfly sword blue clothes. "Well, the dog slave is obviously the sixth grade." Mount mount spit road. She was a little unhappy. In Lin'an's understanding, her dog slave was a great hero, blocking thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. Defeat Buddha and arhat in front of the Star Tower. It's something big people can do. She always thinks that dog slaves are the best, but now, they are compared and analyzed. Coldly found that the dog slave's grade is only seven. The huge gap made her uncomfortable. "In Dafeng capital, those who are young and have four accomplishments are no more than five fingers." A black robed traveler said in a deep voice. "Well, Xu Yinluo must be known as a four grade martial artist, but now he is too young to be compared with Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen." There are also people in the Jianghu to add. Bang! A stone came and smashed on the invisible hood. The man in the river and the lake was furious, but he didn't dare to attack. This is the boundary of the capital, surrounded by high-ranking officials and government experts. If he dares to hurt civilians, he will be severely punished by the powerful officials. "Nonsense, Xu Yingong broke the golden body with a knife. What a prestige. How can there be only seven grades. " "Is, that what Chu Yuan Zhen is so fierce, how he doesn't go to fight, don't go to break the little monk's gold body." "I think among the young masters in Beijing, only Xu Yinluo is the most powerful. You guys just can't see the silver Gong. " The common people were filled with indignation. However, when they scolded and scolded, they came to believe that no one in the world spoke for Xu Yinluo, even the officials and the watchmen. There was a great disappointment in my heart. At this time, the wind came from the top of the head, a shadow flying on the sword, condensing over the Weishui river. This man was dressed in green, with a handsome face. He was not young, but he was not small. A wisp of white hair from his forehead told of his vicissitudes. "Chu Yuan Zhen!" Below, there was a cry of surprise in the crowd. In the distance, a woman with a flying sword comes quickly and stops opposite Chu Yuanzhen. The saint of Tianzong is wearing a simple Taoist robe, with ebony hairpin. Her face is white and sharp. Her eyes are like paint, and her lips are thin. Just as the rumor says, she is a beautiful woman.Seeing this scene, the people in the capital who were angry a moment ago suddenly lost their voice. The imperial sword flies and stands in the air, which only exists in storytellers and storytellers. In contrast, Xu Yinluo, who often travels on horseback, does not have enough arrangement. "In today's World War I, we will do our best." Li Miaozhen stares at the green shirt swordsman opposite. "Good." Chu Yuan nodded. The duel between Taoist leaders is the business of Taoist leaders. Now the dispute between heaven and man is between them. Chu Yuan Zhen knew that if Luo Yuheng could not break through the first grade, the battle between heaven and man would be more or less dangerous. In this battle, if he avoids fighting, Renzong will send other disciples to fight. Instead of losing to Li Miaozhen and humiliating Zong, it's better for him to come. You can win at least three moves. It's also the gift of Renzong. "Everyone, quit ten feet." Chu Yuanzhen drank a lot. On both sides of the Wei River, onlookers retreated. The fight between man and nature is on the verge of breaking out. Countless pairs of eyes are staring at the two people in the air, nervous and excited. All of a sudden, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, very penetrating, reverberating over the Weishui River, reverberating in the morning light of the fields. This piano sound is so incongruous that it disrupts the rhythm of Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen, and makes their rising momentum release. When Chu Yuanzhen saw that Li Miaozhen's face was suddenly stiff, he couldn't help looking back..... Then Chu Zhuangyuan's face also froze. Following the sound of the piano, the onlookers saw an awning boat floating in the distance. At the bow of the boat, a tall and straight young man, leaning on a knife, looked at the undulating river with a meaningful look. Here he comes, in the exclusive BGM, slowly. PS: headache, chest tightness and weakness. Heatstroke causes electrolyte disorder, headache relief after scraping, but at night, there is a sudden pain, if not good tomorrow, I have to go to the hospital.
