Fu Canglu

Chapter 12 Prologue
Luoyang.

Luoyang is a thousand-year-old city. Although it is old and new, it is an important place for the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty.The imperial capital of Luoyang is grand and majestic, with craggy palaces and impressive palaces. It is not as exquisite as Lanling City, but it is three points grand.At the end of April, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and a variety of purples and reds are coming.

The Luoyang peony is famous all over the world, with large and colorful flowers, graceful and luxurious, and is known as the queen of flowers.

There is a peony garden in the imperial palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty. At this moment, thousands of peonies are in full bloom. There is a red pavilion in the fragrance of the flowers. In the pavilion is a girl in pink clothes and pink cheeks. She is gently twisting a plump pink peony in her hand. , with a face like peach blossoms, and the corners of the eyes and lips are slightly turned up. If it weren't for the three-foot sword as black as ink hanging around his waist, he would seem to blend into the pink peonies.

Beside the girl in pink stood quietly a middle-aged man in white clothes and long beard. The middle-aged man stood with his sword in his arms, as if he didn't want to disturb the girl's nature of viewing flowers, but he had no choice but to say, "Princess, National Normal University People have been waiting for an hour."

This girl in pink is Princess Longque, who was regarded as the jewel in the palm of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Emperor Wei had no daughters under her knees. This Princess Longque had both lost her parents since she was a child. When she was admitted to the palace, she enjoyed the treatment of being surrounded by stars. .The respectfully standing middle-aged man in white with long beard next to him is Xuan Huang Jian Zong Heng, who has lived in seclusion in the Imperial Palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty for 30 years.

The surname of Longque County is Wei, and the name is Lingshan.Wei Lingshan likes peonies, and there is a hectare of red in the place where he lives. Every April and May, it is a grand scene in the world. Luoyang is the most beautiful peony, and the most beautiful peony is the peony garden here.She studied under Xuan Shangyu, a teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty since she was a child. Xuan Shangyu of the Northern Wei Dynasty and Qi Liangyuan Tiangang are also known as the world's two warriors.

After ten years of studying as a teacher, Wei Lingshan has not learned any of the mystical arts that the national teacher Xuan Shangyu has mastered all his life.On the first day of studying as a teacher, the master of the national teacher who was extremely romantic in the Northern Wei Dynasty said to himself, "Everyone in the world can learn the mysterious art of Xuanshangyu, but you can't." The princess was left in Wuge, the imperial capital, and had a collection of tens of thousands of books in the Northern Wei Dynasty. She was allowed to read them, but she was never allowed to step out of the palace.

That is to say, from that day on, Zong Heng, who was ranked fourth in the Tianbang, stood respectfully beside her with his sword in his arms, and when he was guarding Princess Longque, he also answered her doubts at any time.And the master of the national teacher, although he and himself have the name of master and apprentice, but they do not have the reality of master and apprentice.

At this moment, the Princess Longque, the Pearl of the Northern Wei Dynasty, was holding a big red peony in his hand, and said calmly, with a very disapproving tone, "Wait a little longer."

"You don't have to wait." As soon as the words fell, a visitor in purple shirt floated in from outside the wall of the peony garden. Ziying appeared obliquely in the red pavilion, leaning lazily on the chair, although he was a teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty, he was suave and suave, he looked only in his thirties, and he was wearing a purple shirt.Xuan Shangyu waved his hand lightly, and Xuan Huangjian, who was inseparable from Princess Longque, bowed his head and retreated with a wry smile.

When Zong Heng left silently, there was a hint of helplessness on his face. This national teacher is famous all over the world, but his style of behavior is too unruly, and he has no proper conduct. It's completely two extremes.

Xuan Shangyu sat still, and didn't bother to look at the disgust on the beautiful face of this Northern Wei Mingzhu who was very fond of peony at the moment, so he just said lightly, "Do you know why I have never taught you the Tao in the past ten years."

After finishing speaking, he replied, "Of course you don't know."

If there is anyone Wei Lingshan hates the most, it must be the extremely shameless and hateful national teacher Xuan Shangyu in her mind.However, in the name of his own teacher, this person's actions are mostly ridiculed and belittled.She frowned slightly, and without looking at the Northern Wei Guoshi, she pressed the three-foot sword on her waist with her right thumb.

Xuan Shangyu smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't see Wei Lingshan preparing to draw his sword, he said lightly, "From now on, you don't have to stay in Luoyang anymore."

Wei Lingshan was slightly taken aback, lost in thought, and subconsciously let go of the hilt of his sword.

"The general situation in the world is all rising. Qi Liangyuan Tiangang played a game of drawing salary from the bottom of the pot. If he succeeds, he will be prosperous for a hundred years. If he loses, it will be Qi Liang's unlucky luck. Now he is considered to be a great man. It makes no sense that the Northern Wei Dynasty still hides it," Xuanshang said. Yu explained seriously for the first time, "The luck of the overlord of Western Chu has dissipated in the world, and countless masters have emerged. Martial arts wizards are nothing more than Taoist Buddha sons and sword embryos. Everyone in the world has their own way, and everyone walks their own way. You are not suitable for my profound art, so I will naturally not teach you."

Wei Lingshan listened to this purple-shirted scholar's eloquent talk, but the content behind it became more and more difficult to listen to. He couldn't help frowning, his face gradually became gloomy, and he pressed his right hand on the hilt again.

"In the past 16 years, you have been in love with swordsmanship. You think you have achieved a little success after ten years of sword practice. But I want to remind you that if you leave Luoyang, you can't go to three places in the world, and you can't go to Fengting City once. Today is catching up with the six-year If you go to the Sword Cocktail Party, where all the heroes of swordsmanship gather, you will lose face as a Pearl of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Second, if you can’t go to Zhongwei Peak in the South China Sea, I’m afraid you won’t be able to write a single word on the stele.”

Xuan Shangyu finished talking, smiled to himself, looked at the "Qiyu" sword that was unsheathed with a three-point cold light, touched his nose, "Are you curious about the third place that you can't go to?"

Silent to answer.

He said seriously, "The first two are just to tease you. Take the last one to heart."

"Don't come back after leaving Luoyang this trip." Zishan scribe stood up without looking back, "Cao Zhixuan held you as a jewel in his palm, so I endured you for 16 years. In the future, Cao Zhixuan will tolerate you, The Northern Wei Dynasty can't tolerate you either. The Northern Wei Dynasty can tolerate you, but I can't tolerate you either."

Cao Zhixuan, only one person in the Northern Wei Dynasty dared to call his name so directly.

That person has drifted away.

Wei Lingshan's Qiyu sword had already returned to its sheath. She looked at the empty peony garden, which was full of red, but it was extremely boring. She only opened her mouth slowly when the Xuanhuang Sword Sect returned.

"Go to Fengting City. Sword wine party."

The Princess Longque's thoughts at this moment are extremely simple, where is she going where the hateful man won't let her go? With her status as the Pearl of Wei, where in the world can she go?
First go to the Fengting City Sword Reception, then to the Nanhai Liuxian Monument, and then back to Luoyang.

Xuanhuang Jianzong was surprised to see Wei Lingshan, the indifferent and reticent princess of Longque since childhood, with slightly raised eyebrows and upturned lips, like a peony in bud, and said softly, "Let's go."

Wei Lingshan took a last look, and the peony was still amazing.

But it's been ten years.

After watching any amazing thing for ten years, you will get tired of it.

After leaving the Northern Wei Dynasty, there is a wilderness in the north, and the silver shines on the iron clothes.

This is Beiyuan, with the most ferocious royal court and the most stalwart warriors.Among the four great royal courts, the Mobei Royal Court, which is at its peak, has tens of thousands of warriors and countless pumas.Every time you go south to plunder, you will return with a full load.

More than ten years ago, the royal court of Mobei was still a small tribe that was not popular, but now it has jumped up, all thanks to the great prophet who assisted the king of Mobei ten years ago.

Huyan Shura, king of Mobei, practiced the fiercest way of killing among the four kings of Beiyuan. He only respected Shura and himself.It is said that when Huyan Shura was young, he walked in the Central Plains. During the Spring and Autumn Wars, there were many heroes, but he entered the list of Jianghu Tianbang. He was attacked and killed countless times. There was never an assassin who could stab one of them.

Huyan Shura has a young son, Huyan Zhuo, who is born with the strength to carry the burden. He is now 15 years old.At the age of 14, a prairie warrior will hold a coming-of-age ceremony, and is proud of hunting the most ferocious snow wolf in the northern plains.Hu Yanzhuo went hunting at the age of nine, and brought back a dying Snow Wolf King four meters long, and obtained the youngest son of the Snow Wolf King by caesarean section.Now the snow wolf is gradually opening up, its figure is not smaller than the old snow wolf king, and it has the momentum of a towering hill.

Hu Yanzhuo sat on the back of the huge snow wolf, looking around leisurely, he breathed out a hot breath, thinking about the things entrusted to him by the Great Prophet.

"Wind Court City, where is Wind Court City?" He smiled lightly and patted the neck of the huge snow wolf, the mountain-shaped snow wolf whined and howled like a mournful song in the snow.Hu Yanzhuo smiled and said, "Just send me to the Northern Wei Dynasty, and then go back to Beiyuan. When I come back, I will reward you with good meat."

The huge snow wolf howled again, raised its neck, and walked happily.

"Snow songs, snow songs, singing in the snow." The young man hummed a little tune, dressed in thin black clothes, but seemed unable to feel the cold of the world of ice and snow. Hearing the whining of snow wolves, he laughed loudly, "Royal father said, There is nothing in this world that the Great Prophet did not know beforehand, but even the Great Prophet predicted that you would like to sing when you grow up."

The huge snow wolf named Xuege sang and walked, full of energy, with snow-white fur, not as good as Luoxue, turning back to lick and lick this thin black-clothed boy from time to time.

All the way down south, straight to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

North of Beiyuan, the extreme north, is the Silver City.

As early as 100 years ago in that prosperous age, Beiyuan Fengxue Silver City had established a great reputation.The first generation of the city lord was amazing, but he set a death rule for the younger generations. The disciples in the Fengxue Yincheng city should only devote themselves to seeking the Tao, and they are not allowed to enter the world to compete with others. In each generation of rivers and lakes, only one person from Yincheng walks the world.

The world does not know where Silver City is.

The world does not know how many people there are in Yincheng.

The world only knows that every generation of visitors to Yincheng is amazing, every lord of Yincheng is elegant, Yincheng is no different from other sects, and the disciples in the city do not enter the list of heaven and do not compete with the world.

Wind and Snow Silver City is a well-deserved holy place.

Right at the top of Yincheng, when the moon was full, a huge full moon hung in front of the city gate, and a figure was leaning against the city wall with a small wine pot, as if leaning on the moon.

He was young, but he was thin and pale, as if he was seriously ill, but his hair was as long as ink, and he made it into a bun with white cool wood unique to Yincheng, and gently tied it up.The plain white clothes are spotless, and there is snow falling, which makes it more white.

In the extreme north of Yincheng, the moon is full and snow is flying.

extremely cold.

But Li Changge is not cold, no one will be cold after drinking a big mouthful of musk musk.The strongest in Yincheng is the musk deer, and the strongest in the North is also the musk.This wine is only produced in Yincheng, and it is hard to find a thousand gold.Unfortunately the wind

If Snow Silver City is not part of the world, no one can taste it.

He is Fengxue Yincheng's senior brother, but he is fond of drinking at a young age. According to his master's words, if you don't learn the good ones, you will learn the bad ones.

Every time he took a sip, the wine in the jug became less, and his face became paler and colder.The master said that he was born with a cold life, and drinking can warm him up and extend his life.Li Changge's eyes were blurred, and he reckoned his years in Fengxue Yincheng.

It's been 20 years.

What Master said is correct, I really need to go out for a walk.It's just that he still has doubts about the decision made by the master.On this trip to the south, he wanted to see how the little junior sister practiced. If it was as said in the letter, Fengxue Yincheng would not mind breaking the centuries-old rules and doing something unprecedented.

He shook his light clothes slightly, exhaled the breath of alcohol, and after the white mist condensed, it spread like sword intent and melted in the air like waves.

When the moon was full, that figure drank the musk deer in the small wine pot, turned out of the city, and disappeared into the wind and snow in the vast northern plain like lightning.

A voice chased after him, "Get the wine."

Without looking back, Li Changge stretched out his hand to catch the jug thrown by his master, and took a big gulp, swallowing it into his throat mixed with the cold wind.

"Good wine!"

After living for so many years, Li Changge didn't know until today that his master had hidden better wine than musk.At the moment, he was slandering in his heart, but he didn't dare to curse out loud, so he could only drink in a muffled voice and mutter in a low voice that the master is so unkind.

He didn't look back, so naturally he couldn't see the no longer young figure at the gate of the city, wearing a white coat and full of silver hair, there was a sudden silence, and he muttered to himself after a long time.

"You kid, don't say I'm not kind. I even gave you this jug."

(End of this chapter)