If it was said that the Guanyin Sect did not take Xu Longxiang seriously, but after Hsu Fengnian personally came here, the atmosphere clearly showed signs of leaning towards the local tyrant. Fortunately, Hsu Fengnian did not use his power to bully others. Instead, he took the initiative to walk towards the old woman that he had met once outside Youyan Mountain Villa. He greeted her amiably and even jokingly said to Mei Yingyi, who had fought well on the lake, "This fairy sister, your finger sword technique has benefited This King greatly. Later on, when he fought with others, he secretly learned it and put it to great use. I hope fairy sister does not mind."
Mei Yingyi lived up to her manly name. Facing this powerful vassal king who had stirred up the Jianghu in the imperial court, she did not have stage fright. However, her smooth and creamy cheeks still had the redness of a beautiful woman. Her voice was soft but not seductive. She jokingly said, "It is Mei Yingyi's honor to be able to enter the king's discerning eyes with my insignificant skill. However, I have a bold request. That is, if the king has the opportunity to fight with others in the future, before you use the upper finger sword technique, you must first say that this is the unique skill of Mei Yingyi of the Guanyin Sect of the South Sea.
Hsu Fengnian could not help but laugh. "This is possible. To be honest, This King had half a master before, the Sword Jiuhuang. You should have heard of this before. At that time, This King had not yet learned martial arts and the blade. He thought that when he went to Jianghu and fought with others, no matter what, as long as he could make the name of This King appear, then This King would be able to brag and flatter to various heroines. Therefore, this King and fairy sister are the same kind of people. Can we be considered as heroes who appreciate each other?"
Mei Yingyi covered her mouth and smiled. She did not enthusiastically agree with anything. Instead, she carefully controlled the situation and did not dare to climb up the pole. If she really thought that these big shots who held authority were merciful Bodhisattvas, it was hard to fathom a ruler's heart. Accompanying a ruler was like accompanying a tiger. She was just a small character. Maybe one day she would be eaten until not even her bones were left, and they would still complain that it was not enough. However, Mei Yingyi was overjoyed to have the King of Beiliang address her as' Sister Fairy '. She didn't try to hide the joy on her face.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head and looked at a certain young Qi Refinement Warrior who was sneakily hiding behind his senior brother. He smiled and said, "Why? Can't you recognize This King who has changed his hair color? Back then, you were very arrogant. Once you saw This King, you would casually 'sit on the river'."
The young man's face turned red. He walked out from behind his fellow disciples and bitterly said, "To be able to exchange blows with Wangye, I have no regrets in this life. Even if Wangye wants to beat or kill me today, I, Xu Qingxing, will not complain at all. I won't dare to retaliate either. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Oh, you're from the same family. Then I really have no reason to fight with you. Now that you're in Liu Province, don't treat yourself as an outsider. If you need any heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Beiliang has, feel free to ask. For the sake of our family, This King doesn't have the face to hide anything."
The young man chuckled and said, "Then I won't treat you as an outsider. When the time comes, if Wangye is stingy, I, Xu Qingxing, will run to the entrance of the Wangye Residence and make a scene."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and dismissed it with a smile.
The girl who sold charcoal fiercely turned her head and rolled her eyes. She increasingly disliked this treacherous fellow who had a honeyed mouth and a sword in his heart.
After that, Hsu Fengnian asked for a warhorse from the Dragon-Elephant Cavalry and symbolically sent this batch of Qi cultivators from the South Sea for a period of time. Riding side by side with Tantai Pingjing, the Sect Master of the Guanyin Sect, who had already completely recovered her calm state of mind, asked indifferently, "When will the Beimang army go south?"
Hsu Fengnian also did not treat this as a military secret that could not be divulged. He said frankly, "Some small-scale battles will be very fast. At the beginning of the year, they were stunned by my younger brother's 10,000 Dragon-Elephant Cavalry. The new King of the South Yard, Dong Zhuo, and the Empress of Beimang should not be able to swallow this grievance. Even if they can, in order to appease the army, they urgently need a hearty victory to make a good start and get a good omen. However, as for which border of the three provinces in Cool and Flowing, Beimang is also not sure. They can only cope with all changes by remaining unchanged. Sect Master Tantai, you want to use this to accumulate merit. This King also needs you to give blessings to the fallen soldiers. I hope that both of us can … "
Tantai Pingjing smiled and continued the topic, "Happy business?"
Hsu Fengnian was stunned for a moment. "This does not seem like something that would come out of the mouth of an otherworldly expert like Sect Master."
What followed was a natural long silence. Their identities and ages were as different as heaven and earth. It was really difficult to find a topic to exchange pleasantries.
Before leaving, Tantai Pingjing finally said something irrelevant. "My late master once set foot in the Jianghu of the Central Plains twice. The first time was to go to the Demon Slaying Platform of Dragon Tiger Mountain to discuss Taoism with Immortal Qi. The second time was to find the whereabouts of a white flood dragon. My late master once left behind a will. That white flood dragon was different from the common river boas. It did not follow the river into the sea but swam upstream. My late master only calculated that the white flood dragon swam to the Gate of Hell and then disappeared."
Hsu Fengnian sat high on the horse without holding the reins. He folded his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile, "Sect Master Tantai, are you guessing that the white flood dragon sneaked all the way to Beiliang? This King casually asked. The common people worship the flood dragon as deities. But you Qi cultivators, especially Sect Master who has achieved the Dao, can hunt and kill the flood dragon. Why do you care about the whereabouts of a river flood dragon that has not yet turned into a dragon? Could it be that there is a reason behind this? If it does not involve the private affairs of the Guanyin Sect, can you tell me something? "
Tantai Pingjing shook her head and said in a stiff tone, "This has nothing to do with the situation in Beiliang. I have no comment."
Hsu Fengnian did not force her nor was he interested in getting to the bottom of the matter. He just smiled and did not take it to heart.
The one thousand Dragon-Elephant Cavalry under the direct command of Li Mo Fan did not continue to escort. Hsu Fengnian returned the warhorse to the ordinary cavalryman and sat behind his younger brother Xu Longxiang who was his coachman. Obviously, his fellow soldiers were very envious of the guy whose warhorse was sat on by the young lord. The horseman also regarded it as a great honor and had a complacent look on his face. After the bearded lieutenant approached, he patted the horseman's head and scolded with a smile: "Motherfucker, you brat, don't be so sentimental and ask me for your military merit in the future."
Although the cavalryman was not very old, he was a veteran of the Long Xiang Army. Last time, he had cut off the head of a northern barbarian. At that time, he only used it as the head of an ordinary Beimang cavalryman to calculate his military merit. Later on, from the news that spread from Beimang's southern court, he found out that the fellow was a member of the royal family with the surname of Yelu. Although he was only a branch of Yelu and could not be considered the purest descendant of the royal family, according to Beiliang's military law, he should at least be a lieutenant. This brave soldier was not convinced and ran to the bearded lieutenant every two to three days to ask for his military merit. In fact, everyone knew that being a lieutenant was secondary. The main reason was to take the opportunity to squeeze the wine out of the lieutenant who loved wine like his life. This time, when the prince wanted to borrow a horse, the lieutenant had a bright idea and gave this opportunity to that brat. He thought that he should let go of the few remaining jars of wine, right? Unexpectedly, the cavalryman glared at him and said, "Lieutenant, let me say this first. This is a different matter. If you dare to go back on your word, do you believe that this subordinate will not report this matter to the prince!"
Report this matter to the prince?
None of the soldiers around the cavalryman felt that there was anything wrong with his words. In our Beiliang, the King of Beiliang was the rightful emperor. He only lacked a dragon robe and a dragon throne. It was just that our prince did not care for those two things.
The bearded lieutenant gritted his teeth and said, "F * * k, don't talk nonsense with this old man. Today, I'll make things clear to you brat. When we go back, I'll give you an entire jar of wine. How about it? If you dare to take another sip of wine, this old man will strip you naked and hang you on the back of a horse. Then, we'll circle the camp a few times! "
The cavalryman grinned and said, "Deal!"
Hanging naked on the back of a horse and circling the camp was a punishment unique to the Long Xiang Army. As long as it was a native of the Dragon-Elephant Cavalry, including the two vice generals, Li Mofan and Zhang Lingbao, almost all of the rebellious fellows had had a taste of this before.
A wily old fox who was so unlucky that he had died eight times was proud of it. He always liked to say to the younger generation in the army that the taste was so memorable that it was even more satisfying than riding on the bed. Of course, there were not many who were willing to believe it.
Li Mofan looked at the carriage and hesitated a bit. In the end, he had his personal soldiers pull back a bit.
Hsu Fengnian turned around and lifted the curtain to look at the bright red Talisman Armor. It was hard to tell if it was in a standing or sitting position. When no one was wearing it, it was still half the height of a person. It stood alone in the carriage and emitted a bone-chilling aura.
After Hsu Fengnian had collected five sets of Talisman Armor, he strictly ordered the two Mohist masters at the back of Mount Qingliang to forge a new set of Talisman Armor. This was to ensure that his younger brother, Huang Man'er, would have something to rely on when charging and breaking through enemy lines in the future. At the same time, it was to forcibly imprison Xu Longxiang's higher realm. Xu Longxiang did not feel good every time he put on the Talisman Armor. It was no different from a kind of torture. However, as long as it was something his older brother, Hsu Fengnian, wanted him to do, he would never ask why. Back then, Xu Xiao used both the carrot and the stick, but he was still unable to make his youngest son apprentice to the old Celestial Master Zhao Xituan and then go to Mount Longhu to learn martial arts. Hsu Fengnian returned after three years of traveling, and a simple sentence was all that was needed. Not to mention the imperial vassal Wang Family, even between brothers of ordinary landowning households, there were all kinds of differences. If it wasn't a struggle for status, then it was a struggle for seniority. How could it be like the Beiliang Xu family, where brothers would go on blind dates?
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