Chapter 142 Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not a mediocre person, and the disaster will inevitably arise.
The middle-aged scholar held his neck with one hand, walked one after another, walked through the large glass jar, and behind the gate of the back courtyard, the scholar stopped and Xuanyuan Jingxuan was thrown into the house.
The body exploded in the air.
The middle-aged scholar with a slightly bleeding orifice turned around, as if he wanted to reach out to touch his wife, but he didn’t have the courage after all. When he walked to the gate of the yard and passed by his daughter, he said softly, “Qingfeng, you will take care of your mother from now on.”
The woman shouted suddenly, “Xuanyuan Jingcheng, where are you going!”
The middle-aged scholar continued to move forward, and smiled and said with a gentle smile: “Go to the big snow-plating of Guniu Dagang. If you sweep the floor, you will be truly free. The saint said that if you don’t sweep a house, you can only do this in your life. Xuanyuan Jingcheng doesn’t regret marrying you back then.”
Dead.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan in the house died so much that he could not die anymore. Even the legendary land god, whose Qi Hai exploded all over his body, could not survive.
The woman outside the house stared at the large glass jar that was broken all over the ground, and more than a dozen red carp were hidden among the green branches and leaves of the lotus. Just now, the two of them passed through the big tank like a knife cut, and thousands of kilograms of water poured out, wetting her silk embroidered shoes. It’s so cool that it’s so cold, and the autumn wind and autumn are cold, and the soles of her feet are cold all over her whole body.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned limply on the door. She has always been praised by her elders as being calm whenever she is involved in major events, but she has lost her ability to think and her mind is blank. No matter how bad the uncle Xuanyuan Jingxuan is, he is a genuine top martial artist. After decades of progress, he has made a solid body of a Vajra. He is recognized as only under the ancestors and Xuanyuan Guoqi, who is “three-foot green breeze embraces the fairy spirit”, and claims that he has entered the mysterious and mysterious realm of fingering. Even if you have just entered the Zhixuan Realm, your foundation is still unstable. Zhixuan, the martial arts world is also known as the martial arts world. Only when you reach the Zhixuan Realm can you truly become a towering tree standing in the martial arts world. The Taoist real people are expected to ascend, and the living Buddhas of the Shusect can transform into relics. The martial arts scattered people outside the three religions are even more fierce and domineering. To prove the truth with strength, without external force, it is purely to fight against the great disaster of heavenly power with the body. Just think about it, it makes people excited.
How could he die in the blink of an eye?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was limited by his mediocre talent and was not suitable for practicing martial arts. However, he read secret books since he was a child, and he had been used to masters’ tricks since he was a child, especially when he was still remembered, and his vision was very sophisticated. She could see that when Xuanyuan Jingxuan was in a flash of mind when he was facing the enemy, he actually wanted to kill him soon, but his opponent did not give him this opportunity at all. He probably had no more way to die with his eyes open than this. As a master of Zhixuan, he was walked in front of him easily and leisurely and shot him to death with one move. Xuanyuan Qingfeng knew a little secret at that moment. Xuanyuan Jingxuan’s body is like the indestructible Vajra of the Buddhist king. Although he is still two levels away from the celestial realm of the inner and outer world, he is at least a towering atmosphere in his body.After being broken by a blow, it seemed that after being strangled, it used an extremely powerful and vicious method to guide the qi, just like the turtle and snake in the northern Xuanwu entangled each other, which eventually led to the explosion of meridians inch by inch.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng wanted to speak but stopped, his lips trembled, and found that he had no idea what to say. When she saw her mother turning around and walking into the house, she finally plucked up the courage to ask, “Mom, aren’t you really going to the big snow-covered pavement of Guniu Dagang?”
The woman turned around and asked, “Go and see how Xuanyuan Jingcheng is looking for death in Xuanyuan Jingcheng?”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng said to herself, “Since Dad can kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, it may not be impossible…”
The woman crossed the threshold and didn’t look at the bloody corpse, and smiled and said, “So how Xuanyuan Jingcheng is not the Xuanyuan Jingcheng we both know about, I have to regret it. She cried so hard that Li took Yu to ask him to change his mind and respect him as a guest, and grow old together in Huishan.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng burst into tears and said, “Mom, you really don’t feel sorry at all.”
She smiled and said, “I don’t know how to feel distressed. If you want to go, go to Daxueping. Mom wants to be alone for a while.”
An old lady who watched Xuanyuan Qingfeng grow up rushed over and said respectfully, “Madam, Miss, the master went to Daxueping alone for some reason. Someone at the foot of the mountain claimed that the master invited Guniu Dagang to be a guest. It seemed that it was the domineering prince of Beiliang, who had a hundred sabers and crossbows, had already started climbing the mountain and was about to arrive at Yimen Gate soon. Those who blocked the road in the mansion were torn by an inconspicuous boy, and his methods were very fierce. It was rumored that the sword god Li Chungang, who humiliated our Xuanyuan family, was also among them. The second master had brought his men to stop him.”
When you climb Guniu Dagang, there is a jade corridor paved with three hundred steps, and a archway is built across the road, which is the Yimen Gate of Xuanyuan in Huishan. The four words “Climb the pinnacle” are written on it, and the plaque is written with a very tone “Martial Arts Qi Kunlun”. The neighbor Longhu Mountain also has similar buildings. All civil officials and generals need to be dismounted from the monument to show the respect of Taoist ancestral courts. When we arrived at Huishan, we reminded all the people in the martial arts world who came to visit to take the initiative to remove their swords. People who have been viewed as highly ashamed of themselves are unwilling to follow the rules, but there are only a handful of people who succeed like Li Chungang, and most of them were left behind by Guniu Dagang.
The pale-faced and thin Xu Longxiang was so angry that she was invincible.
You should know that Huishan claims to gather nearly 1,000 martial arts elites. The Xuanyuan family is dominant in the southeast and is roughly divided into several types of people. The first type is of course the direct lineage of the family who was born with the surname Xuanyuan. This lineage is based on the three houses of Huishan. The master of Jiansheng’s immortal spirit, Xuanyuan, all kinds of talents from the country’s artillery, formed the most lush martial arts tree in the southeast of the dynasty. These people have the innate advantages of being close to the water. According to their bloodlines and proximity and martial arts talent, they can go to the Dingge to obtain secret books. Next is the hawks and dogs raised by Xuanyuan with secrets and heavy money, and here they are divided intoTwo types: those with noble identities are ranked as guests and enjoy a considerable treatment in Huishan; those with vulgarity who are not strong enough will probably have to work hard for the Xuanyuan family with their tails and do some dark activities of licking blood from the blade to exchange for their jobs. If Yuan Tingshan had not had that relationship with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he would be affiliated with this camp and had to rely on his real skills to exchange for what he wanted. Next is the private armed forces carefully cultivated by the Xuanyuan family. There are two groups of people who fight, one is two hundred cavalry, fifty cavalry that cost countless silver, and the relatively cheap one is one of the 150 light cavalry; the other is loyal dead soldiers, with complex identities, which can be warriors or rangers who fled to Huishan to take refuge, and more are assassin killers who have been slowly cultivated by the Xuanyuan family as chess pieces since childhood. Few people in this category can survive until their thirty years, which shows the activity of the Xuanyuan family in the southeast.
His Highness the Crown Prince and Huang Man’er stood under Yi’s Sect.
The old man with sheepskin fur stood beside him, and the blue bird held a flash gun.
Behind are the big halberd Ning Emei and the one hundred white horses.
Near the Second Gate, people were surrounded by heads, layer by layer, and all kinds of weapons were complete. Xuanyuan Jingyi stood on the steps with a gloomy face, and nearly a hundred archers with outstanding strength were in the right place and were ready to go.
More than thirty guests came out in full swing, all of whom were famous for a long time.
Xu Fengnian sighed with emotion: “What a surging world.”
The top of her head was covered with dark clouds, and there was a sign of heavy rain.
A few decades later, the old man Li, who was already one-armed and without a sword, stood and dozed off without saying a word.