Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 287 One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States
Gu Xu soon realized that he was thinking too much.

Because Zhao Yan didn't come to trouble him.

I saw this beautiful red-clothed woman get off her horse, pointed at the plaque above the gate of the Exorcism Department with the red-glowing spear tip of "Yizhangwei", and said in a cold tone: "Chu Fengge, I, Zhao Yan, are here today!" You have broken through the fifth realm, do you dare to come out and fight?"

Her volume is not loud.

But because she activated her true essence when she spoke, her voice could be heard clearly in the entire yamen.

Hearing her words, many officials and handymen in the yamen put down their work one after another and gathered in the open space outside the gate, wanting to watch the excitement.

After all, it is not easy to see battles between fifth-level monks on weekdays.

What's more, Zhao Yan was regarded as a legend in Luojing City a few years ago.People are very curious about how strong she will become after three years of experience in the frontier army.

Chu Fengge did not appear immediately.

And Zhao Yan is not in a hurry.

With a spear in her arms, she lazily leaned against the stone suanni statue at the gate of the Exorcist Division, with a calm and composed expression.

She and Chu Fengge were old rivals many years ago.The two have fought against each other many times, each winning and losing.

Zhao Yan knew very well that that guy Chu Fengge was keen to show off his holiness in front of others, and he only wanted to be number one in the world.

He will never refuse his challenge.

However, the first person to walk out of the yamen was Shangguan Jin.

She was still the same as usual, wearing a light-colored skirt, light makeup, and simple and plain jewelry.

Two young women stood together, one as strong as fire, the other as elegant as chrysanthemum, forming a pleasing landscape.

"You want to challenge me too?" Zhao Yan raised her eyebrows slightly after seeing Shangguan Jin's figure.

Zhao Yan had fought against Tianjiao all over the capital before, so naturally she had also fought against Shangguan Jin.But every battle between the two will end with Shangguan Jin's voluntary surrender.

Zhao Yan felt that Shangguan Jin had been hiding her cultivation and had never displayed her full strength.

Therefore, even if she won the duel at that time, she was very unhappy about winning—it was like a long-awaited meal that suddenly became moldy in front of her.

"How is it possible?" Hearing her words, Shangguan Jin immediately lowered his head slightly and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm just a little fourth-level cultivator, how can I have the guts to challenge Sister Zhao, who is as dazzling as the scorching sun?
"I just want to bring a sentence for Brother Chu - because he didn't prepare the poem number in advance, so he is still asking others to help him write poems temporarily.

"Sister Zhao, you may have to wait here for a while."

Zhao Yan nodded lightly.

It is a well-known fact that Chu Fengge reads a poem nervously before fighting with others, without repetition every time.

However, according to Chu Fengge's character, even if the whole world now knows that his subordinates helped write his poem title, he will never admit it in public.

"The so-called 'helping with the conversation' is definitely a lie," Zhao Yan thought to herself, "Shangguan Jin should have made it up on her own, and wanted to make Chu Fengge look ugly in public. After all, the two of them are driving Mosley is a deadly enemy.

"Oh, what a scheming woman."

In Zhao Yan's view, if all the monks in the world are her "sharpening stone", then Shangguan Jin must be the one she discarded like a piece of paper - not only can't sharpen a gun, but it is also very difficult to use.

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At the same time, in the Library Pavilion.

Chu Fengge came in front of Gu Xu, tried to force a smile on his face, and said politely: "Gu Daoyou, as the owner of the 'Jinghong Brush', you have excellent poetic talent.

"Now someone comes to our Exorcist Division's door to provoke wantonly and despise the majesty of the yamen. As a genius of the Exorcist Division, I should stand up and assist the chief to maintain order.

"So can you please help me write a poem to intimidate the other party and show me the prestige of the Exorcist?"

Hearing his words, Gu Xu murmured silently in his heart: As expected of you, Chu Fengge, even the prostitutes can speak so righteously and awe-inspiringly!

"Sorry, Master Chu," Gu Xu said with a faint smile, "I'm drawing talisman seals now, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare time to write poems—"

"——I have a 'Huanzhen Pill' here," Chu Fengge interrupted him, and at the same time took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, and handed it to Gu Xu, "If you are willing to help me write a If you want to write a poem, this can be used as a reward for you."

"Returning True Pill" is the pill that monks need when they go to the "Wangxiang Terrace" and break through the fourth realm.It can help monks stabilize their spirits, digest their perceptions, and strengthen the connection between monks and their natal objects.

And its price is also very expensive, and it needs [-] merits to be exchanged.

Of course, Gu Xu recently went to Daguguan, slaying demons and eliminating demons along the way, killing ghosts such as "White Ape", "Temple Ghost", "Man in Feather Clothes", and earned a large amount of meritorious service, which he used to exchange for "Returning to the True Realm" Dan" can be said to be more than enough.

Not to mention that he still has a pill workshop now.

"This talisman is very important to me," Gu Xu politely refused again, "I need to finish it as soon as possible—"

"——I can help you settle the arrears for buying a house!" Chu Fengge took a deep breath and said seriously.

Chu Fengge has always been proud and arrogant, and rarely asks for help.

In particular, he aspires to be number one in the world, and regards Gu Xu as a strong enemy.For him, asking for help from his opponent is tantamount to surrendering in disguise.

Therefore, even though he has been greedy for Gu Xu's poems since the day he solved the case of Lu's haunted house, he has been doing his best to resist the temptation and defend his dignity.

But today, Chu Fengge finally couldn't restrain himself.

Because compared to Gu Xu, who was only at the third level, Zhao Yan, who was at the fifth level, was obviously an imminent threat.

Chu Fengge still clearly remembers the scene when he touched the "Tianyan Stone" when he was young and measured the third-grade vision "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze", which shocked the entire Exorcism Division.

For this reason, the head of Luo Si led him to his side and trained him himself.

Everyone regards him as the future pillar of the Exorcism Division, and even thinks that he is expected to become a new generation of saints and powerhouses in the Daqi Dynasty.

He was in the limelight in Luojing City for a while, and he swaggered even when he walked.

However, before Chu Fengge could enjoy this much-anticipated life, Zhao Yan appeared.

This girl from Youzhou who likes to wear dazzling red clothes actually has the third-rank qualification "Danfeng Chaoyang"!
And her style of doing things is even more arrogant than Chu Fengge - one person shoots one shot, killing from the south of the city to the north of the city, determined to fight all over the country, just to hone her marksmanship.

For many years, Chu Fengge has been brooding over this, feeling that Zhao Yan stole her limelight.

He felt that without Zhao Yan, Luo Jingcheng's applause, cheers, and other people's envious, awed, and adored eyes would all belong to him.

Zhao Yan single-handedly came to the Exorcism Department to provoke, and successfully aroused Chu Fengge's competitive spirit.

He vowed to spare no effort to defeat her, frustrate her arrogance, and let her know that he is the real No. [-] pride of Daqi.

First of all, you must not lose in terms of momentum.

And in this world, is there anything that can be more powerful than the poems written by the owner of "Jinghong Pen"?

"Okay then," Gu Xu pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Please bring me a piece of paper."

He didn't want to agree at first, but Chu Fengge was unexpectedly generous today and was willing to help him repay the mortgage.

Hearing his words, Chu Fengge immediately took out a Xuelang Note and handed it in front of him.

Maybe it's because he once served as Gu Xu's bodyguard in Lu's Haunted House, or maybe it's because Gu Xu once played his boss in the "Warming Pot" illusion trial.

Although Chu Fengge's current official position is one rank higher than Gu Xu's, when Gu Xu spoke to him in such an orderly tone, he was not surprised, even took it for granted, and got used to it.

"You must be domineering, you must be majestic," Chu Fengge rubbed his hands, and said expectantly next to Gu Xu, "Must make Zhao Yan deeply realize that I, Chu Fengge, are not easy to mess with!"

Gu Xu thought for a while, then dipped his pen into the ink, and quickly wrote a poem on the paper.

His handwriting is fluent and free, like a dragon and a snake racing, or a phoenix flying like a dragon.

Chu Fengge stood beside him in a daze.

Seeing that Gu Xu wrote a poem in such a short period of time, and thinking that his subordinates had tossed for days and nights to no avail, he couldn't help cursing inwardly: What a bunch of trash!
After Gu Xu stopped writing, Chu Fengge took the Xuelang note, and silently read the poem written on it several times. The more he read, the more excited he became, as if his emotions were ignited.

He felt that all the previous works written by his subordinates could be thrown into the garbage dump—compared with this poem, it was like heaven and earth.

He couldn't help but imagine what kind of expression Zhao Yan would have on his face when he heard this poem.

However, although Chu Fengge's heart was surging at this time, he still kept a straight face, trying to control the expression on his face, not wanting to be too excited in front of Gu Xu.

After all, it was extremely difficult for him to let go of his dignity and ask Gu Xu to help him write poetry.

Acknowledge the excellence of the opponent?

Open your mouth to praise your opponent's poems for writing well?

impossible!

This is simply embarrassing Chu Fengge!

So, when Chu Fengge firmly memorized the poem in his mind and was able to recite it backwards, he strode away from the Library Pavilion, not wanting to stay by Gu Xu's side for a moment.

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After a while, Zhao Yan finally saw Chu Fengge outside the Yamen of the Exorcism Division——

The exorcist's doctor is wearing a black gauze hat, wearing a Qiyao uniform, wearing green satin powder-soled boots, his face looks like powder, and his lips look like a lot of fat. He looks even more beautiful than a woman.

When he appeared on the stage, he had his hands behind his back, looked up at the blue sky, and didn't have to look at people at all, appearing extraordinarily arrogant and unruly.

I only heard him chant in a loud voice:
"You are so expensive that people can't come freely, and the dragon and the phoenix are hard to stop. The house is full of flowers and drunk, and three thousand guests are drunk, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states." (1)

Having said that, he waved his hand and gave a soft drink to the sky:
"Sword come!"

Immediately there was a "whoosh", and a flash of coldness flashed by.

The exquisitely shaped "Tiankui Sword" fell from the sky in an instant and landed firmly in his hands.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Crazy!" she secretly said.

At the same time, Zhao Yan also felt that the literary talent of Chu Fengge's poems this time was much stronger than those of his previous ones.

If we talk about his previous poems, it was a group of amateur poets racking their brains to piece together words.

Then this time, it must have come from the hand of a talented scholar.

In particular, the sentence "one sword is frosty and cold for fourteen states", made Zhao Yan's mind inadvertently see a sharp sword sweeping across the world, with a cold light that made all the states in the wilderness tremble.

That is the realm of cultivation in the dreams of many practitioners!
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"This must be Gu Xu's work." Shangguan Jin beside him also thought silently in his heart.

She knew very well that it was impossible for Chu Fengge and those subordinates around him to write poems of this level.

Only Gu Xu, the owner of "Jinghong Brush", can have such literary attainments.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

Chu Fengge was finally willing to let go of his face and ask Gu Xu to help write a poem—what an interesting scene!

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Gu Xu sat by the desk and glanced out the window.

This poem recited by Chu Fengge was first used to praise Qian Liu, king of Wuyue in the late Tang and Five Dynasties.

The first sentence describes his hard work and self-improvement, and the second sentence describes his mighty and lofty and outstanding martial arts.

Being used by Chu Fengge to boast at this moment undoubtedly seemed a little arrogant.

But Chu Fengge obviously liked it, and enjoyed it.

After all, he used to be able to even say shameful poems like "Heaven did not give birth to me, Chu Fengge, and the Great Qi has no heroes for a thousand years".

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Zhao Yan didn't bother to listen to Chu Fengge's poems.

The moment Chu Fengge summoned the "Tiankui Sword", she also had a thought and began to activate her "Sacred Fire Totem".

On her snow-white skin, dots of crimson luster lit up, and then the red awns gradually connected together to form complex and gorgeous lines, which looked a bit like the feathers of a phoenix.

The temperature around her began to rise rapidly.

In the depths of her dark and deep pupils, there seemed to be fireworks burning, which was soul-stirring.

Then she clenched "Yizhangwei", kicked off her right leg, jumped up, and the tip of the spear slammed down towards Chu Fengge from top to bottom.

Her blood-red skirt fluttered in the wind, like a blooming flower on the other side of the Wangchuan River.Black boots and a smooth jade-like calf were exposed under the skirt.

"The Liaoyuan Gun".

This is the top-grade martial art passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Youzhou.

Use unique skills as soon as you come up, don't try, don't hold back, this is Zhao Yan's consistent fighting style.

It is also because of this that many people feel that she does not know what to do.

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"strangeness."

In the Zangshu Pavilion, Gu Xu frowned slightly.

When Zhao Yan activated the "Sacred Fire Totem" and used the "Liaoyuan Spear", he felt a slight change in the true energy in his body.

But before he could react, he returned to normal, as if it was just his illusion.

PS: Sorry for the lateness, the train of thought is a bit stuck, I accidentally wrote an all-night QAQ
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Notes:

(1) From Five Dynasties·Guanxiu's "Sacrificing Money to Shangfu".

(End of this chapter)