Chapter 836 Xie Guanying Emperor Wu accepted his disciples, and the snowy dragon soldiers were sent to Guangling
He glared at the pillar and said angrily: “You are destroying my Zhao family’s luck in the Imperial Heaven Supervision. I just let two lackeys make things difficult for the grain. You dare to openly send troops to Guangling Road! What’s the difference between this and rebellion!”
Zhao Zhuan punched the pillar again, and this time the surface of the pillar was stained with blood: “I really think that my Li Yang is not afraid to die with you in Beiliang!”
The young emperor lay on the ground of the hall, looking at the golden dragon carved in the middle of the caisson. The golden dragon head is leaping down, holding a huge bead on his mouth.
Looking at the huge night pearl, the young emperor thought of his sister, Princess Sui Zhu Zhao Fengya.
Princess Sui Zhu in Zhaoshi Liyang is dead, and Zhao Fengya is still alive.
This is probably the only thing that Zhao Zhuan did that the young man in the Xu family in Beiliang did that made Zhao Zhuan not hate so much.
The exhausted young emperor closed his eyes and remembered the stupid parrot raised by the queen.
It turns out that the so-called king of the Nine Five is also a bird in a cage.
In the East China Sea Wudi City, since the young man surnamed Jiang did not fight for the tide and strengthened his body, he has completely lost his backbone and quickly changed from a holy land in the rivers and lakes that everyone yearns for. There was no longer Wang Xianzhi, an old man in white who looked down on the world, no longer Cao Changqing, who was watching the battle alone on a high building, no Deng Tai’a who rode a donkey and carried peach branches, no Sui Xigu that was slowly entering the city with a sword, no Yu Xinlang, Lin Ya and others, and no Beiliang King who had brought the bowl to the top of the city. Without Emperor Wu, the city of Emperor Wu is mediocre and boring. Although no official army has entered Wudi City so far, everyone in the city understands that this is a matter of time. Therefore, those demons who were wanted by the government and lived in seclusion here, those martial artists who escaped their enemies and lived here, and those famous people who were unwilling to pay attention to the disputes, left this East China Sea city.
At the top of the city where the tide was thriving, a slender figure suddenly appeared on the top of the city.
Not far away, a tide was like a rushing force of thousands of troops, and suddenly slapped the city, instantly obscuring the figure.
The next moment, the figure disappeared, perhaps because it had been swept away by the waves.
But when the tide receded, another figure appeared on the top of the city. Unlike the former who came and went quickly, the man did not disappear immediately. He was dressed in plain clothes, had an ordinary appearance, a face full of hawks, and his boots were a little damaged.
But there was a three-foot sword hovering in front of this inconspicuous middle-aged uncle, and it trembled slightly like a mosquito and flies flapping their wings.
The dusty man stopped the sword and looked around with sharp eyes, and himself was like the most sharp sword in the world.
A flying sword for a hundred miles, from Tai’an City Qintianjian to Liaodong Snow Mountain, then from Liaodong to Liaoxi, then from Liaoxi to Liaoxi, then from Liaoxi to Liaoxi, and then from Liaoxi to the capital, heading south all the way to this place.
The man reached out and rubbed his chin: “Xie Guanying, your ability to run away is really the best in the world, but if you have the ability, you can run to the South China Sea in one breath.”
After about a stick of incense burned more than an inch of height, the man sneered, “I found you!”
The hovering spirit flying sword passed away like an order, before the master.
Not long before this, because after dinner, a bun shop where the business was slowly fading, a child nicknamed “Goubuli” was awarded by a green girl, and stared at a poor scholar with frosty temples. The child whose real name is Gou Youfang looked up at the poor man who was short of money, and looked down at the last cage of small buns that could not be sold for copper coins. The child’s eyes went back and forth between the two. The grandfather was already cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks on the table. The old man had been living in Wudicheng for most of his life. He ignored this. To be honest, in Wudicheng, he saw many strange things and strange people, and even encountered normal things, which was surprising. The old man had seen too many strange customers. He thought that the buns were too much meat and was reluctant to pay. Some thought that the buns were not sweet. Some didn’t have a few cents in their pockets, so he threw the sword and sword on the table and hung them away. Some ate the small buns worth not a few cents, yelling about how many kinds of delicacies they had tasted back then, and some pretended to take out a broken secret book from their arms to exchange for a basket of buns. Some even claimed that they were Cao Changqing, Deng Tai’a, and so so that they were unhappy to pay for the bill. There were too many.
The child asked, “I want to eat Xiaolongbao.”
The poor scholar who was dressed but clean in his clothes was expressionless.
The child asked again: “No money”
The scribe just stared at the child.
The child is not the kind of person who takes advantage of the situation. Although he has lived a difficult life with his grandfather since childhood, his family education is excellent. Therefore, even though the poor scholar in front of him obviously wants to eat for nothing, the child still does not speak ill of bad words, but hesitates whether to give him the Xiaolongbao. After all, giving a basket of buns is not a big deal, but I’m afraid that that guy will rely on himself and his grandfather after eating the buns. I remember that guy named Jiang Fuding, who used to live in the city and often came here to visit him, once said the principle of “Shengmien to fight against Mi Qiu”. Just when the child was about to give you a basket of buns for free, the poor scholar suddenly spoke and asked hoarsely, “What is your surname?”
The child was a little tired. Alas, since he helped the grandfather to do chores, those diners in the martial arts world who kept saying that they were very good at martial arts genius, and there were eight of them, so the child subconsciously said, “This basket of buns can be given to you, but I don’t practice martial arts.”
The child suddenly remembered the elderly guy in front of him, not like the martial arts people who fought and killed, but more like a teacher, so the child quickly added: “I don’t go to a private school either.”
The poor foreigner asked expressionlessly, “What is the surname “What”
The child subconsciously took two steps back, feeling a little frightened and awe from the bottom of his heart.
The middle-aged scholar standing in front of the child frowned. After raising his hand, the child saw that the man was holding a small half of a broken bowl in his hand, plucking the pieces the size of a fingernail in front of the child, throwing them into his mouth, and chewing them.
The child was stunned. This man was so hungry that he was crazy
When the child finally came to his senses, he suddenly turned pale. Near him, the grandfather seemed to have been used by the immortal, and he always kept bent down and wiped the table. Not only the grandfather, but the pedestrians on the street were also still. Some people walked forward, but they couldn’t step on that step, and they were still half a foot away from the ground. Some people felt that the cold spring was really hard to bear, and they wanted to stomp their feet to drive away the cold, so they were suspended in the air. Some people were making jokes with their friends who were walking side by side, turned their heads and smiled brightly, and they were solidified… All this exceeded the limit of the child’s imagination. His hands trembled and he didn’t hold the bag at once. However, after the small bamboo cage fell to the ground, it suddenly became a scene of the sky and the earth shaking. In the child’s sight, the grandfather, the table, the pedestrians, and the streets were all shaking violently, making the child dizzy.
The middle-aged scholar stepped forward a few steps, bent down to pick up the cage of buns, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the child. Only then did the child see that in the silence of the world, only a sword came slowly.
The man said hoarsely: “My name is Xie Guanying, you will be my only disciple from now on. “
The man took out the other half of the broken bowl from his arms, which was relatively complete, put it in the child’s hand, and then suddenly pressed one hand on the child’s head, and said calmly: “Hong Xixiang is unwilling to do the way for heaven, and is a person who is disgusted with Xu Fengnian. I want to do it but can’t do it. “
The man looked up at the sky, pressed the hand on the child’s head to slightly increase the force. Suddenly, the mist rose and the fairy air swirled around, and finally condensed and formed about three feet away. It was a map of mountains and rivers with thousands of atmospheres, and there was a dragon hidden in the mountains and rivers.
There was a god at the top of the head.
The depressed man withdrew his gaze, looked at the flying sword that broke free from the constraints of the heavenly way, and regretfully said: “It turns out that a thousand-year-old life is a step further than the head of Lu Zu, and it is just a joke in the end. It is a last resort to accepting you as your apprentice. Forget it, the literati in the temples in this world have their own fixed numbers, and it is the turn of the martial artists in the martial arts world to have an ending. I will be the first one, Cao Changqing is the second one, and as for who is the last one, I hope it is you. Remember, if you meet someone named Yu Dilong in the future, don’t show mercy. But don’t think about it when you achieve enlightenment in the future. You can settle for the second best. You might as well try to keep yourself famous in history. ”
After saying this, the man disappeared.
The rosy child looked around in a daze, and the grandfather began to continue wiping the tabletop. The pedestrians on the road continued to move forward, and the world continued to be lively.>
And the flying sword also disappeared.