Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 215 [Where to go, where to kill]

Hearing this, the corner of Xu Qianqiu's mouth twitched and said: "Old man, it's not right for you to say that."

The old sword god snorted, and said to himself: "Indeed, with the guy who borrowed your spring thunder and embroidered winter swords in front of you, I'm afraid that Murong Tonghuang may not be able to catch your eye.

Then when will you attack that white fox face? The later it will be, the harder it will be for you to attack. At that time, you won't even have the chance to be the overlord.

Hearing this, His Royal Highness had goosebumps all over his body, full of grief and indignation.

Li Chungang said disdainfully: "Why, do you want to fight with the old man?"

Xu Qianqiu rolled up his sleeves, opened his posture, and said: "Hit it, hit it, you old man has been upset for a long time!"

Seeing this lunatic's realm climb all the way, from the third rank to the land immortal, the old sword god looked disdainful and said:
"This old man doesn't have the same knowledge as you youngster!"

After leaving Zhizhang City, after walking for an hour, I finally found a lonely grave.

In the three-foot solitary grave, weeds grow wildly.

Xu Qianqiu squatted down, pulled out the weeds that entangled the tombstone, looked at the stone epitaph whose tree was no more than three feet high, and remained silent.

Twenty years of cold wind and bitter rain, the handwriting has long been mottled and unclear, only fragments of sentences can be seen intermittently:

"When the sun rises in the East China Sea, the atmosphere of the earth surges; when the sun sets in Kunlun, the sky returns to rest.

Spring and Autumn Spring and Autumn come back to Spring and Autumn, and the sound of reading is broken by horseshoes.

I will encompass the universe, Haoran and Qingming are in the same discipline."

The old sword god was free, so he knelt down and squinted at the broken epitaph of the article, marveling.

His Royal Highness took the wine from the blue bird and slowly sprinkled it in front of the grave.

The grave was on the top of the hill, and Xu Qianqiu sat on the ground after paying homage with a pot of wine, looking at the fields in the distance.

The world war is imminent, but this disaster must be controlled by him alone.

At that time, there will be a lot of people.

Compared with the Spring and Autumn War, it is even worse.

For the unification of the world, this villain must do it!

I am fighting now, so that future generations will not fight.

Beiliang, Beimang, Liyang, three pillars, this battle is inevitable.

Even if there are more nameless solitary graves like the one in front of him, whether they are famous through the ages or notorious for thousands of years, he must fight this battle!
On Guniu Dagang, an undercurrent surged.

Twenty riders died suddenly near Zhizhang City in Hezhou, and the news has spread throughout Huishan.

Yuan Tingshan, the leader, did not hear from him. For a while, there were rumors and rumors.

Some people say that it was Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, who did not hesitate to mobilize armored cavalry to snatch the woman.

Some people said that it was Yuan Tingshan, who had committed the crime of Lone Star, who caused the disaster and caught Zhao Gou's eye, implicating the cavalry team that the family had cultivated with a lot of money.

Others said that it was the little male and female couple of the Murong family who were not extraordinary figures, they were blessed by immortals, they made all kinds of convincing words and all kinds of sneakiness.

The old Patriarch has devoted himself to seclusion for many years, and Xuanyuan Guoqi, who is in charge of Huishan Mountain, is discussing swords with others at Dongyue Sword Pool.

On Guniu Hill, Xuanyuan Mansion, the dragons have no leader.

In addition, there are already many factions within the family, and the Changfang and the rest of the factions seem to be at odds with each other, and no one can suppress this growing uproar.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng came from the eldest son of the eldest son, and was the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family. Unfortunately, no matter how deliberately cultivated by his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng, it seemed that he was useless.

If you can't afford it, the big family has its own advantages, just replace it.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng has two uncles, Xuanyuan Jingyi and Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

One is calm and steady, and the other is forging ahead.

In the latter, the talent in martial arts is particularly amazing, and he is only one step away from the realm of a master.

It feels like dipping your finger in saliva and it will break if you poke it. Therefore, in Xuanyuan Jingxuan's lineage, the mother is valued by the son, and the son is honored by the father, and is domineering in Huishan.

But in the entire Huishan Mountain, the man Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't want to see the most was her biological father, the man who always just nodded and said yes.

Among the general gentry, Xu Neng could barely maintain an image of being gentle and respectful with the behavior of the eldest grandson.

But this is Guniu Dagang.

The Xuanyuan family, the Wu family's Jianzhong family, and the Xishu Liu family are three martial arts families.

So what if reading thousands of volumes, can it compare to other people's fists that can shake mountains and shake cities?
Everyone on the mountain knows that Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not only responsive to his only daughter, but also extremely fearful of his daughter-in-law, and never has the slightest thought of taking a concubine.

Although the Xuanyuan family is domineering, anyone who wants to go up the mountain has to change their surname to Xuanyuan.

In recent years, many martial arts talents have entered Xuanyuan, but the dignified eldest family has no heir with a handle to inherit the incense.

That is, in the future, Xuanyuan Qingfeng successfully let a certain Junyan into the family, the family of Dazong, it is inevitable that he will not be able to hold his head up.

Over the years, they have been separated from each other, and they have changed their homes one after another to attach themselves to the other two families that are thriving.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was completely reduced to a lonely family.

Even, everyone knows that the wife who gave birth to a daughter for this eldest grandson still loves others to this day.

At the very beginning of their marriage, she was rebellious and made an agreement with Xuanyuan Jingcheng to have only one child.

Whether it is a son or a daughter is up to fate.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng fell to the ground, Xuanyuan Jingcheng really kept his promise.

When Xuanyuan Qingfeng was young, he ignored his mother's unresolved gloomy look on his brows, thinking that his father, who never lost his temper, had done nothing wrong.

As she grew older, she finally knew how fatal her father's indisputableness was in the Xuanyuan family that had been in Chongwu for hundreds of years.

The more he grows up and the more he becomes tainted with the ways of the world, the more Xuanyuan Qingfeng wants to stay away from this mediocre man.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sent Song Keli to Huishan, and she naturally felt guilty for this young Phoenix of the Song family.

With the Song family's prominent family background of being a first-class and noble family in the dynasty, and the fact that the Song family was passed down for three generations, Song Keli's weight is self-evident.

Being in contact with Xuanyuan is considered a compromise of identity.

The Xuanyuan family is calling the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, which is not worth mentioning to the central officials of the imperial court.

After Xuanyuan Qingfeng met Song Keli who was going south to protect the coffin, he had to put in a lot of careful thinking to meet and get to know each other.

With Song Keli's vision, I believe he has already seen through it.

But he still didn't mind Xuanyuan Qingfeng lending him, or in other words, borrowing the Song family to demonstrate within the Xuanyuan family.

Not only came to Huishan, but also seemed to have a happy conversation with Xuanyuan Jingcheng in Guniu Dagang.

Give the sky a big face.

Even though Xuanyuan Qingfeng had a natural dislike for scholars and scholars, he still had some inexplicable affection for Song Keli.

I don't know if it's due to gratitude or admiration.

As for Yuan Tingshan who is so conceited that he doesn't hide his wolf ambition?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked himself, if he really died, would he feel regretful?

Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked down the bluestone road and took a look at Liudie Sisters Waterfall.

Song Keli smiled and said: "My father and I have learned some facial features. Yuan Tingshan is not easy to die. His fate is extremely bad, but he is extremely hard."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was a little panicked, and was about to explain something.

Song Keli said softly, "Miss Xuanyuan is worrying too much."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't speak anymore, for fear of superfluous, some things always get darker and darker.

The two walked silently on the road, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, they could see a boat moored, and Song Keli suddenly stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "Mr. Shou Zhuo is well educated, and he has a profound understanding of the three doctrines.

In the past few days, I have talked with Mr. Shouzhuo at night by candlelight, and I have benefited a lot. He said that anyone who comes to understand the truth from the meditation scriptures is like looking at plum blossoms and painting cakes.

This remark made me suddenly enlightened. In the past, I kept in mind the family instruction to be humble in all things and not to be overbearing, but I still don’t understand why I should be humble. Childish words and deeds in the eyes of sages can only be laughed at.

Miss Xuanyuan, please forgive Song Keli for speaking bluntly, Mr. Shouzhuo, you are by no means mediocre! "

Looking at the back of Song Keli boarding the boat, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was at a loss.

When Song Keli had mixed feelings, he caught a glimpse of a building approaching him.

Standing at the bow of the boat was a white-clothed young man standing beside a jade tree facing the wind, and beside him were only a maidservant in green clothes and a one-armed old man in sheepskin fur.

Song Keli didn't pay attention, and just regarded it as an ordinary pilgrim visiting Dragon and Tiger.

Song Keli's stay in Huishan this time actually had a selfish intention of waiting for the son of Beiliang.

It's a pity that there are still things to do under my father's orders, so I can't wait any longer.

At the bow, Hu Kui, who finally didn't have to be bored in the carriage at both ends, was making noise and acting coquettishly at Xu Qianqiu's feet.

His Royal Highness stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking at the bluestone top of Mount Hui, talking to himself, and said in a low voice:

"Guniu Dagang, finally arrived!"

On the side, the old sword god hummed lightly.

The old man almost expected that the trip to Guniu Dagang for dinner would inevitably be crowded again.

This lunatic really killed wherever he went.

(End of this chapter)