Chapter 159 Praise the Sword God, the old and the old, sighed that the head master finally went down the mountain.
The young master riding the cow turned a blind eye, looked stunned, pinched his fingers and calculated again, and took a long time to breathe, smiled at Qi Xianxia, slowly got up, stretched out his hand to touch the ancient sword that was stagnant and hanging in the air, and wiped his fingers, the three-foot green peak was as clear as water, the sword sheath was separated, and he whispered: “You go to Jiangnan, you go to Dragon and Tiger. I will arrive later.”
The sword sheath went to Longhu Mountain, and the sword body flew towards Jiangnan.
The ancient sword first “down the mountain”.
Hong Xixiang, wearing a simple Taoist robe, patted the dust, rode a huge yellow crane, and looked at Jiangnan.
Jiangnan is good, it is best to wear red clothes.
Qi Xianxia looked up at Huang He’s far away and said in horror: “Zu Lu!”
Qi Xianxia was originally shocked, but he saw the guy who had gone back and returned, and no longer rode a cow and changed to a crane to a crane jumped down in a hurry, and said with an awkward smile: “Go and say hello to a few senior brothers first to get out of the mountain. By the way, Brother Qi, I’ll ask you to do the work of those Taoist children in recent days.”
Qi Xianxia, who is rigid, can’t help but want to swear, what kind of immortals are you!
When he was young, he had never walked out of the new leader of Xuanwu Dangxing Archway. The young Taoist priest who was scolded as a coward by His Royal Highness, finally had the courage to go down the mountain. Born to be a strange scene, the Taoist riding the yellow crane far away.
The yellow crane shuttles through the clouds and passes through the northwest hero Yulong Pass. Yulong Pass is powerful, the city is locked in the dark border, the defense line is continuous, overlapping structures are defensive, and the barriers are tight. It is one of the throats of the empire’s desert north. Some soldiers climbed the city and looked into the distance. I don’t know who saw the yellow crane for the first time. It seemed that there was another person sitting on the crane’s back and there was really one person! The news immediately spread wildly, and the soldiers of the border all rose to the commanding heights on the city wall. Sure enough, they saw an immortal who looked like a Taoist priest traveling east on a crane. The northwest pass suddenly exploded. When the yellow crane whizzed past the head, everyone looked up in a daze, daring to speak, for fear of disturbing the heavenly freedom of heaven.
In the prosperous Central Plains, there is a Yellow Crane Tower standing on the banks of the river, with rugged wings and a heroic momentum. There was once a famous poem about poetry immortals who left the famous poem “The man who has left with a yellow crane, and there is nothing left here.” According to legend, five hundred years ago, Lu Dongxuan, a Yiren from Guanxi, practiced Taoism for two hundred years and finally attained the throne of immortality. He vowed that there was something wrong in the world and he was unwilling to ascend to heaven. He traveled around the world with a sword and wine. He once drove a crane through this building, which attracted purple air to rise to the east. On the walls inside the building, there were more than 300 famous poems and sentences from various dynasties and dynasties. He used the yellow crane to sing to the top. Today, a grand poetry meeting was held upstairs. The Central Plains scholars were drinking and thriving in poetry. They suddenly heard that a magical yellow crane flew from west to east. They all came to the outer corridor to watch. When they approached, they suddenly realized that there was an immortal sitting on it, which was not inferior to the style of Lu Zu back then! The literati and poets looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe that there are really land gods in the world
Five hundred years ago, they left with cranes and returned with cranes five hundred years later.
The smoke is vast, and the yellow crane passes by the yellow crane in the skyIn the building, an old scholar said blankly: “We have witnessed this scene and it will be worthwhile to live.”
Jiangnan.
Old people and old scenery were known.
The autumn wind rises, the autumn leaves fall, life gathers and disperses, the autumn crows are lingering again, and when will they meet each other be seen? This is a difficult time.
The beautiful peonies of Baoguo Temple have withered one after another. In the Qing Autumn season, there are still some century-old osmanthus to enjoy. The trees are old, the branches are evergreen, and the fragrance is fragrant. The Lu family in Huting County has recently surpassed the other three surnames, like the old osmanthus tree in front of a pair of women, and is lush with lush forests alone. After resigning from the right priest of the Imperial College, the head of the Lu family resigned from the right of the Imperial College, he became a blessing in disguise and entered the Ministry of Rites and was appointed as the second rank of official position. After the Xiaoyao Sanren Tangxi sword immortal Lu Baijie left the Guibuyuan, he went to the capital and immediately served as the Minister of War, only one step away from the cabinet ministers. The two brothers echoed each other. The Lu family in Jiangnan became famous overnight and had to re-examine and look at the in-laws of the King of Northern Liang. The family’s momentum was rising, but the infamous most beautiful widow in Jiangnan Road was completely neglected. The scholar Liu Liting was dragged to death by a horse. Who else in Huting County dared to approach her? Hearing that the widow was occasionally exposed to the cold wind, his body, which was not weak, lost weight. It is said that the clearance was greatly reduced. The men in Jiangnan Dao were complicated, while the women shared the same hatred for the enemy. Many who had suffered losses rushed to the temples and temples to burn incense, and prayed with the Bodhisattvas, wishing that this vixen would die of illness as soon as possible. The noble women who were familiar with each other had to complain a few words in private to relieve themselves. Now that the center of power and importance of the Lu family has been removed from the capital, especially after Tangxi Jianxian entered the officialdom and left Jiangnan Road, the Lu family in Huting County will inevitably not be able to gain any advantage in trivial matters. The rumors that were originally suppressed have become increasingly fierce, and the criticism and insults of the devilish widow have rekindled and the world has risen everywhere.
In front of the old Guizi tree that fell all over the ground, the maid Erqiao said angrily, “Miss, those shrews don’t remember to beat them, and they are not the ones who have started to make up the young ladies again! I really want to slap them a few big mouths!”
Compared to the past, a woman who was indeed much thinner, she reached out and pointed the tip of her maid’s nose, and smiled charmingly, “I also said that others, you are also a little shrew.”
The little maid with beautiful eyebrows and eyes giggled, “I heard that the prince said that the lady loved to wear red dresses, red clothes and red clothes before, why has Erqiao never seen her before?”
The woman looked dazed and said softly, “You are still young, and you don’t understand.”
Erqiao muttered, “It’s not young.”
The woman bent down and picked up a handful of golden osmanthus, with the fragrance of osmanthus in her hands, looked up at the branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree, and kept silent.
The maid said carefully, “Miss, it’s cold, why don’t we go back?”
The woman with a slightly pale face and no longer rosy shook her head and said, “Let’s wait.”
The little maid said timidly, “Miss, you don’t be angry when I said.”
The woman smiled and said, “Let’s talk.”
The maid lowered her head and said, “Your Highness the Prince once chatted with Erqiao, saying that there was a coward on Wudang Mountain. She still secretly liked the lady over the years.”
The woman looked at the sky, let go of her five fingers, and the osmanthus fell one by one. She sighed, “That was my brother who lied to you.”
Erqiao asked carefully, “Actually, the lady is waiting in her heart, right?”
The woman turned her head and flicked the maid’s smooth forehead and said, “You shameless little girl.”
Erqiao’s face turned red and her cheeks bulged and sulked.
“You are Xu Zhihu”
A gloomy voice came into my ears.
Erqiao looked up in anger, followed the sound and saw a young man squatting on the wall of Baoguo Temple with a long knife on his back.
Xu Zhihu reached out and took the maid who was ignorant of the world and asked calmly, “What’s the matter with me?” The swordsman grinned and said, “I’m going down to Yuan Tingshan, I have some grudges with your prince’s brother. Besides, I’ll use the benefits of others to do things for others. If it weren’t for this, Yuan wouldn’t have gone to Jiangnan Road to get along with you, a widow.”
Xu Zhihu lowered his face and was not panicked.
Yuan Tingshan, who rushed all the way to Jiangnan Road from Huishan, laughed and said, “The guards of Lu Mansion killed me outside. Several bald donkeys in Baoguo Temple were ignorant, and they also chopped and slashed and met the Buddha in the west. To be honest, now Tangxi Sword Immortal can fight Yuan on Jiangnan Road, but unfortunately he went to the capital. Xu Zhihu, don’t say that you are in Baoguo Temple, even in Lu Mansion, Yuan can kill you all the way to you from the gate!”
Xu Zhihu sneered, “If you want to kill, kill me, what are you nagging like a sissy?”