Chapter 931: Qingcang City is waiting for guests to plant sandalwood, and the masters of the summer town gather together.
Jiang Ni’s trip to the swordsmanship has undoubtedly found a way for Feng Zongxi and his group. He has truly seen the sword intent of the young exiled immortal, but he has no intention of intervening. Feng Zongxi believed that he would definitely lose to Chen Tianyuan, a rising star who was in the prime of his career. If he joined forces with Lu Jiejun to fight, it would only become a joke. The two of them lived together in their 90s and jointly bullied a young junior who was not yet in their thirties. What’s wrong with losing and losing in the late life, it’s not glorious if they win, and it’s not worth it.
Even the Xuelu Gun Saint Li Houzhong, who had previously claimed the name of a heavy snow cone, hesitated for a moment. After glanced at Xu Fengnian, he put away the famous gun that was as famous as Wang Xiu’s “Shi Na” and Chen Zhibao’s “Plum Wine”.
This master who is regarded as a great force but lacks martial ethics in the Central Plains River and Lake was originally known for his violent personality, but Li Houzhong, who is older and younger than Feng Zongxi and Lu Jiejun, has to have an inexplicable intuition. He was actually not afraid of Chen Tianyuan who was unparalleled, but he was more concerned about the young master of the sword with an ordinary aura.
If you enter the Ming Dynasty, you will be able to understand the truth, and you will know the truth before you know it.
As a pure martial artist with a Vajra body, Li Houzhong’s finger-to-face realm is down-to-earth, step by step, and is exactly the same as Mi Fengjie, the master of the swordsman of Beiliang, who is not famous in the world. He is far better than the real people of Taoism, and he can predict the enemy’s opportunity first and kill people.
Seeing that the Xuelu Gun Fairy had no idea of fighting for life and death, Chen Tianyuan sat back on the original position, focusing more on the sword-controlling woman, and asked in confusion: “When will there be a secluded woman, Sword Fairy, in Wudang Mountain?”
Of course, Xu Fengnian would not answer this question. There is no need to speak in a deep way. It is one thing to appreciate this young exiled immortal, and how to deal with it is another thing. He put away his money bag, picked up a pot of green ant wine in one hand, and then threw a wink for Fan Xiaochai. The latter silently took out a piece of silver and placed it on the table, preparing to follow Xu Fengnian to climb the mountain. The two walked towards the two mounts together. Because it is an excellent Northern Liang war horse produced from Xianli Ranch, it does not need to be tied up, will not be lost, and will not be ridden by strangers at will. Chen Tianyuan hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to speak and walk together, Fan Xiaochai turned his head and glanced coldly. He was confident that he would compete with three young swordsmen in the world, and suddenly felt a little discouraged. He sat in his original position and drank the Dingshen Soup, feeling boring.
Suddenly, someone riding a donkey in the distance came leisurely along the post road, with the sound of hooves tickling. Compared to the majestic and dense horse hooves, the sound of the donkey trampling was really soft and funny.
Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, looking at the middle-aged man riding a donkey and watching the mountains and rivers, his face was complicated.
Fan Xiaochai didn’t know the middle-aged man, but she guessed the identity of the swordsman from the clues on the face of the young vassal king.
> Riding a donkey, wearing a sword on his waist, and allowing Xu Fengnian to stop and wait, the only swordsman in the world.
Unexpectedly, after seeing the middle-aged swordsman, Chen Tianyuan showed a surprise expression with a paralyzed expression. He suddenly stood up and strode forward. He stalked before Xu Fengnian and Fan Xiaochai, and said in a trembling voice: “I have seen my master!”
The middle-aged man jumped off the donkey and said helplessly: “How many times have I said that I am not your master, and I have only one apprentice.”
Chen Tianyuan smiled and said with a bright smile: “It is the master’s business whether I recognize me as an apprentice. Whether I recognize my master or not is my Chen Tianyuan’s business.”
The middle-aged man said angrily: “It’s a blessing that you are a little successful in swordsmanship, otherwise, with your unpleasant and stubborn temperament, you would have beaten people so that your parents would not recognize you.”
He led the donkey to Xu Fengnian, looked at it, and asked strangely, “Isn’t it just Hong Jingyan? Why is it so miserable?” Xu Feng said in a young voice, “I’ve been able to make a profit after being punched by Tuoba Bodhisattva. Later, Chen Zhibao found me in Huaiyang Pass, and then hit me and fought again, delaying the rest of the energy a little.”
The middle-aged man suddenly realized and said oh.
This time it was Chen Tianyuan, who was so arrogant, and was stunned. Hong Jingyan and Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Chen Zhibao came with another Chen Zhibao
Xu Fengnian thought about it and decided not to climb the mountain first. He led the middle-aged man who led the donkey back to the tea stall, glanced at the sword on his waist, and asked with a smile: “First outside the Wudi City of the East China Sea, the second time in Beimang Dunhuang City, and the last time in Tai’an City, we met three times, but we never saw you wearing a sword. What’s this time?”
Deng Tai’a said seriously: “In the autumn, where can we go to break peach branches? Could it be that peaches in Beiliang are still in full bloom now?”
Xu Fengnian sighed. Whether it is the Peach Sword God or the banished immortal Chen Tianyuan, why do these swordsmen always like to tell some unfunny jokes?
Tai’a Deng patted the sword on his waist and smiled and said, “How is my disciple who respects his master?”
Xu Fengnian glanced at the ordinary sword and had to say, “The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy.”
Tai’a Deng shook her head and said, “Twenty taels of silver are not light.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “Tingchao Pavilion actually has a few good swords. If you want a newly cast sword, I still have some friendship with Youyan Villa. Now their Longyan Sword Furnace and Water Dragon Yin Furnace are also casting swords…”
Tai’a Deng waved her hand to interrupt Xu Fengnian’s kindness: “What do I want those swords?”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “I know you definitely don’t want it, but these words still have to be said.”