Chapter 503

"Tenzō Shōnin and my elder brother are friends. They met each other in the case of Yunzhou last year. Tenzō Shōnin followed my elder brother to fight against the enemy, kill the rebels and suppress the mountain bandits. They went through thick and thin together and formed a deep friendship." Xu Xinnian explained while sipping tea.

These words were told to him by his elder brother, and his mother also said that this Tenzō Shōnin had formed a private army to suppress bandits in Yunzhou in the past year … The reason why his mother knew it was that Tenzō Shōnin told her personally.

Tenzō Shōnin and Xu Yinluo formed a deep friendship … Simu Wang suddenly understood and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her face was filled with a gentle smile and she said,

"I heard from the guest in the mansion that Tenzō Shōnin Li Miaozhen has the strength of Level Four, and since Chu Yuanzhen fought with him, his strength will not be inferior. In the capital city, there are only a few people who have the cultivation of Level Four at such a young age. "

"Chu Yuanzhen is not young …" Xu Xinnian nodded and said, "The two protagonists of the battle between heaven and man are indeed dragons and phoenixes among men."

Simu Wang took the opportunity to say, "However, in a few years, Xu Yinluo will be able to compete with these two. After the battle, people in the capital city say that Xu Yinluo's talent is not inferior to that of King of Zhenbei."

Xu Xinnian raised his chin and said in a light and breezy tone, "Big Brother's cultivation is still a bit lacking. These rumors and slanders are just flattery."

"He seems to be very proud … Sure enough, flattering Xu Qi'an can make Xu Ci happy …" Simu Wang analyzed in her heart.

The carriage moved slowly and met the team of Huaiqing and Lin 'an at the gate of the inner city. Two carriages made of golden nanmu stopped at the gate of the city.

"Your Highness, do you think that is Miss Wang's carriage?"

The maid who lifted the curtain to see the scenery saw Simu Wang's carriage and turned to tell Lin 'an happily.

"It's really Sister Si Mu's carriage." Lin 'an looked over and said with a smile, "Go and tell her to come over. I want to ride with her."

The maid immediately shouted.

On the other side, Simu Wang in the carriage heard the call and opened the curtain in amazement. She saw the word "Lin 'an" embroidered on the yellow silk cover of the golden nanmu carriage.

She immediately responded with a smile, "Your Highness.

Lin An pushed away the servant girl and lifted the curtain with her bare hands. She said with a smile, "Sister Si Mu is also going to the Wei River to watch the battle between Heaven and Man?"

Wang Simu replied sweetly, "En."

Lin An was elated. Her peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons as she waved her hand, "Come, come to me."

Wang Simu was about to speak when she suddenly frowned. She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and coughed violently.

Simu Wang said helplessly, "I caught a cold a few days ago and took a few medicines. It's not a big deal.

Wang Simu helplessly replied, "I caught a cold a few days ago and took a few doses of medicine, so I'm fine now. With a regretful face, Lin 'an told Miss Wang to have a good rest.

With a face full of regret, Bian Fan urged Miss Wang to rest well.

Wang Simu smiled and agreed. At this moment, she saw the window of the carriage in front of her suddenly open. A pair of clear eyes, like a cold pool, coldly glanced at her.

In an instant, Wang Simu felt that all of her thoughts and thoughts were clearly seen through.

After the carriage drove for a while, Simu Wang was relieved and patted her chest. She looked at Xu Xinnian and said, "I'm most afraid of getting along with Her Highness Huaiqing. She's too smart."

After the carriage drove for a while, Wang Simu felt relieved. She patted her chest and looked at Xu Xinnian, "I'm most afraid of getting along with Her Highness Huai Qing. She's too smart."

Xu Xinnian smiled.

With an open mind and a firm will, one would be able to face any situation calmly. Xu Erlang had experienced many social deaths.

This was the shrewdness that Xu Erlang had honed after experiencing several social deaths.

Two carriages made of Zhennan wood waited for a long time at the gate of the inner city. Eight silver gongs came.

The two carriages made of Golden Zhennan wood had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the inner city. Finally, eight Silver Gongs arrived, leading more than ten Silver Gongs and more than thirty Copper Gongs.

The last one was Jinluo. He was on duty at the yamen and could not leave.

Seeing the night watchmen, Lian Fan was shocked. She had always felt that there were too few guards. She could not guarantee her and Huaiqing's safety in such a complicated environment.

Out of trust for Huai Qing, Pan Fan did not raise this question.

"With so many Jinluo silver gongs, Huaiqing and I will be safe even if there are thousands of soldiers." Lian Fan felt at ease.

Huaiqing opened the curtain and glanced at the night watchmen. She frowned and asked, "Where is Xu Ningyan?"

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head and scolded, "That boy is idle. Most of the time, we can't find him. Who knows what he is doing."

Huaiqing nodded and put down the curtain. The team moved through the outer city. After more than an hour on the official road, the carriage slowly stopped.

"Your Highness, we can only walk further."

The head guard said.

Huai Qing and Lin An got out of their respective carriages. Both of them were dressed in tight clothes. The former had a full bosom and a voluptuous figure, showing off her voluptuous figure.

The latter used a ribbon with cloud patterns to outline her waist. She was very charming when she walked. She did not do anything seductive, but she was more charming and seductive than her sister Huaiqing.

Under the protection of the night watchmen and the palace guards, Huaiqing and Lin An left the official road and walked into the wasteland full of weeds. After a quarter of an hour, Lin An's trousers and cotton boots were covered with dew and grass.

"So many people …"

Lin An suddenly stopped and sighed.

Wei River was 200 feet wide. During the flood season, the river's width could even rise to 300 feet. At this time, the banks of Wei River were full of people. Some were Jianghu people with swords and sabers, and some were common people who came out from the capital to watch the fun.

There were also playboys who had nothing to do in the capital, officials who asked for leave to watch the competition between Heaven and Man, and nobles.

Of course, there were also students from the Imperial College and the Yunlu Academy, as well as daughters from rich families like Simu Wang.

These people brought dozens of guards with them. They brutally cleared the field and occupied a place.

"Clear the field."

Huaiqing, who had picked a good place, waved her hand and ordered the guards to work.

"Another big shot is coming."

"That woman is so beautiful. Hiss … She has so many Jinluo guards around her?!"

The Jianghu people who were driven away seemed to be used to it. They changed their positions while cursing and gossiping about Huaiqing's identity.

"She is our Daibun's Princess Royal, titled Huaiqing." A person from the capital said.

"I remember. She was sitting in the imperial tent during the competition."

"Our Daibun's Princess is such an outstanding beauty. Is she married? Who is the son-in-law? "

"The four Princesses of the royal family are not married and are waiting to be named. The one beside her is the Second Prince, Lin An. I think Princess Lin An … "

She wanted to make a few comments, but thinking that Jinluo people had sharp ears and eyes and were likely to hear the discussion here, she immediately shut up and did not dare to talk about the Princess.

She looked left and right in the crowd and frowned, "Where is the dog servant? Huaiqing, where is the dog servant?"

Huaiqing ignored her.

"Go away, go away …"

At this moment, a loud shout was heard. She and Huaiqing turned around and saw dozens of armored soldiers waving their scabbards to drive away the crowd.

The armored soldiers surrounded a woman wearing a veil hat. The veil hat was covered with a veil. No matter how high a practitioner's cultivation was, they could not see the woman's face through the two layers of protection.

"The Princess is here. Let's go and greet her." She looked at Huaiqing.

Huaiqing turned her face coldly and disdainfully.

The Jinluo people turned their heads and looked at the Princess who was surrounded by the guards. Their eyes were full of curiosity.

The Princess of the King of Zhenbei was known as the first beauty of Daibun, but very few people had seen her face. It was not the first time that Jinluo people saw her, but every time they did layers of protection, they had no chance to see her face.

"Even she is here. The last battle didn't even disturb the Princess." Jiang Lvzhong sighed.

"The battle is mysterious. What's there to see? The Taoist Faction's Battle of the Heavens has been brewing for more than a month. Everyone is curious," Zhang Kaitai said.

At this time, it was only three quarters of an hour before the Battle of the Heavens.

Hundreds and thousands of people gathered at the bank of the Wei River, looking forward to the upcoming battle. The people looked excited as if they were going to a market.

Outside the crowd, there was a tent selling tea and breakfast. The price was more expensive than the stalls in the inner city.

The people of Jianghu looked excited and expectant. The Battle of the Heavens was held once every 60 years. Every time it happened, it was a grand event for the Jianghu of Daibun. It was second only to the Martial Arts Circle Convention that happened once every 13 years.

"Hey, look, Liu Yun of the Double-blade Faction is here. Is the man beside her the Faction Master, Cheng Hensheng?" someone shouted.

Following the voice, a group of Jianghu people in martial attire walked over. Their distinguishing feature was that they carried two machetes on their backs. Their skin was dark, and their eyes were sharp.

One of them was a young lady with two machetes on her back. She was especially beautiful. Her skin was the color of wheat, and her eyes were sharp. She was like a vigorous female leopard, extremely wild.

She followed behind a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's aura was restrained, as if he was not as sharp as the people behind him.

…

"The people from the Huya Sword Pavilion are here too. Butterfly Sword Lan Caiyi is so beautiful. She lives up to her reputation."

"What's Lan Huan's cultivation now? I remember there was a rumor that he broke through to the fourth rank last year. "

"I saw Miss Rongrong from Wan Hua Lou. Hehe, she's really a seductive little vixen."

"Are those monks from the Green Dragon Temple?"

As the time of the battle approached, more and more experts from Jianghu sects arrived. They were different from the Lone Cultivators. They were "big shots" with territories and titles.

The Pavilion Master of the Huya Sword Pavilion, Lan Huan, chose a good spot with a wide view. Then, he turned his head and examined the Master of the Dual Blades Sect not far away.

He cupped his fists and said, "Everyone says that the Master of the Dual Blades Sect has unfathomable cultivation. Seeing you today, you live up to your reputation."

It was an ordinary opening.

The dark-skinned, serious Master of the Dual Blades Sect looked over and said lightly, "Pavilion Master Lan, you flatter me. I'm not as good as you."

He hadn't reached the fourth rank yet.

What? The Master of the Dual Blades Sect was not as good as the Pavilion Master of the Huya Sword Pavilion?

The eyes of the surrounding Jianghu people brightened. They were excited to get a big piece of news. In the future, when they boasted to their friends and family, they could use this "secret" to attract attention.

The sweet and lively Butterfly Sword Lan Caiyi looked at the wheat-skinned Liu Yun. When their eyes met, Lan Caiyi proudly puffed out her chest.

Liu Yun squinted and looked away in disdain.

Lan Huan continued, "Master, in the battle between the Celestial and Human Sects, who do you think has a higher chance of winning?"

"The Celestial and Human Sects have been fighting for thousands of years, and they have both won and lost. Let's not talk about who has a higher chance. However, between Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen, I think Chu Yuanzhen has a higher chance of winning, "said the Master of the Dual Blades Sect.

"Why?" Lan Huan asked with a smile.

"Six years ago, Wei Yuan praised Chu Yuanzhen as the number one swordsman in the capital. At that time, Li Miaozhen was still underage. Just based on this foundation, he has already surpassed Li Miaozhen," said the Master.

Lan Huan had a different view. He said, "You don't know this, but Chu Yuanzhen is a registered disciple of Renzong. He follows the Warrior System and practices Renzong's Kendo.

"There's a problem with his method, and Li Miaozhen is a proper Tenzō Shōnin."

"There's actually such an inside story …" The audience listened with great interest.

Suddenly, a citizen of the capital asked loudly, "How do these two compare to our Xu Yinluo?"

Lan Huan heard this and dismissed it with a smile, not answering.

The Master of the Dual Blades Sect sneered.

"Hey, you two idiots. What do you mean?"

The citizens of the capital were unhappy.

Butterfly Sword Lan Caiyi looked around at the crowd and said in a clear voice,

"Although Xu Yinluo is a genius, and his talent is comparable to King of Zhenbei, he is only a seventh-rank martial artist. As for Renzong's disciple Chu Yuanzhen and Tenzō Shōnin Li Miaozhen, the former was able to fight evenly with the fourth-rank Jinluo many years ago. Although he lost, after so many years, his strength is probably not weaker than a fourth-rank martial artist's.

"Since Li Miaozhen dared to come to the capital to challenge, she is naturally a fourth-rank martial artist."

The citizens of the capital didn't know much about cultivation, but they understood the basic classification of ranks. It turned out that their hero of Daibun, Xu Yinluo, was only a seventh-rank martial artist?

The two protagonists of the battle between Heaven and Man were indeed fourth-rank martial artists.

"Bullsh * t. How dare you slander Xu Yinluo. Everyone, throw stones at her."

"This little girl's skin is pretty, but her mouth stinks. Hetui …"

The citizens were very disappointed. Then they became angry and vented their anger on Butterfly Sword Lan Caiyi.

"Humph, the dog slave is obviously a sixth-rank martial artist," Shanjian said.

She was a little unhappy. In Lin 'an's view, the dog slave was the real hero, who fought against thousands of rebels in Yunzhou. He defeated a Buddhist Arhat in front of the Stargazing Tower.

This was something that only a big shot could do.

She had always felt that the dog slave was the most outstanding, but now, he was being compared and analyzed by others. She suddenly found that the dog slave was only a seventh-rank martial artist.

This huge disparity made her very uncomfortable.

"In the capital of Daibun, there are less than five people who are young and have a fourth-rank martial artist," a Jianghu man wrapped in a black robe said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Xu Yinluo can definitely be called a fourth-rank martial artist, but he is still too young. There is a big gap between him and Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen," another Jianghu man added.

Bang!

A stone was thrown and shattered on the invisible air shield.

The Jianghu man was furious, but he didn't dare to do anything. This was the territory of the capital, surrounded by high-ranking officials, dignitaries, and government experts. If he dared to hurt the citizens, he would definitely be severely punished by the government experts.

"Nonsense. Xu Yinluo broke the Golden Body with one knife. How impressive is that? How can he only be a seventh-rank martial artist? "

"That's right. If that Chu Yuanzhen is so powerful, why doesn't he fight and break the little monk's Golden Body?"

"I think that among the young experts in the capital, only Xu Yinluo is the most powerful. You ignorant people just can't stand Xu Yinluo's glory. "

Curses could be heard everywhere. The commoners reacted fiercely and were filled with indignation.

But as they cursed, they saw that no Jianghu man spoke up for Xu Yinluo. Even the government officials and the night watchman didn't say anything. They gradually believed the truth.

They were greatly disappointed.

At this moment, the wind whistled above their heads. A figure flew on a sword and stopped above the Wei River.

The man was dressed in green and had a handsome face. He wasn't old, but he wasn't young either. A strand of white hair hanging down his forehead told of the vicissitudes of life.

"Chu Yuanzhen!"

Below, the crowd cried out in surprise.

Just as he finished speaking, another whistling sound rang out. From afar, a woman on a flying sword flew over and stopped in front of Chu Yuanzhen.

Tenzō Shōnin was dressed in a simple Taoist robe. Her hair was tied up with an ebony hairpin. Her oval face was fair and sharp. Her eyes were like lacquer, and her lips were thin. Just as the rumors said, she was a stunning beauty.

Seeing this scene, the citizens of the capital who were furious a moment ago suddenly lost their voices.

Flying on a sword and standing in the air was a celestial figure that only existed in novels and storytellers. In comparison, Xu Yinluo, who often traveled on horseback, was indeed not as impressive.

"I'll do my best in today's battle." Li Miaozhen stared at the green-robed swordsman.

"Okay." Chu Yuanzhen nodded.

A duel between Dao Leaders was a matter for the Dao Leaders. The battle between the Heavens and Humans was between the two of them.

Chu Yuanzhen knew that if Luo Yuheng could not break through to the first rank, the battle between the Heavens and Humans would not bode well. If he avoided this battle, Renzong would send another disciple to fight.

Rather than lose to Li Miaozhen and embarrass Renzong, it was better for him to fight. He would at least gain the upper hand by three moves.

It would also be a way to repay Renzong for teaching him the sword.

"Everyone, retreat ten feet," Chu Yuanzhen shouted.

The spectators on both sides of the Wei River retreated.

The battle between the Heavens and Humans was about to begin. Countless eyes were fixed on the two people in the air. They were nervous and excited.

Suddenly, melodious music was heard. It was extremely penetrating, and it echoed in the sky above the Wei River and in the fields that were bathed in the morning light.

The music was so uncoordinated that it disrupted Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen's rhythm, causing their rising momentum to dissipate.

When Chu Yuanzhen saw Li Miaozhen's expression suddenly stiffen, he could not help but look back … Then, Chu Yuanzhen's expression froze as well.

The spectators followed the music and saw a boat with a black awning floating in the distance. A tall young man stood proudly at the bow of the boat. He held a saber and looked at the undulating waves of the river with a meaningful expression.

He was coming. He was coming slowly with his own background music.