Like a bolt of purple lightning, a streak of purple suddenly fell from the top of the plateau onto the ferry. Countless mountaineers were shocked.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had come out of seclusion, stood on the ferry and looked at a Yellow Dragon warship under the command of the Qingzhou Navy. An armored officer stood at the bow of the towering ship. Swords and halberds were everywhere on the ship, giving off a different aura than the local Qingzhou soldiers. As the ship approached, the people of Jianghu who had better eyesight all saw a flag with an unexpected word written on it: Xu! After recognizing the flag that was fluttering in the northwest of the dynasty, the relatively unfamiliar sabers on the waists of the armored soldiers were on the verge of being called Cold Saber! Xuanyuan Qingfeng narrowed her long and narrow eyes. Her mood was far more complicated than her tranquil expression. She didn't care at all about the Beiliang officer standing at the bow of the ship, Hong Yuu, who had once been the second guest of Mount Hui after Huang Fangfo. Although he was a martial artist of Jianghu, he was proficient in the art of war, especially cavalry warfare. Later on, he followed that person to Beiliang and didn't hesitate to bear the infamy of being a slave of two surnames, hoping to make a name for himself on the battlefield. However, after joining the Beiliang army, he never made a name for himself. Xuanyuan Qingfeng originally thought that Hong Yuu would be depressed, but unexpectedly, a secret letter arrived on the plateau. The letter said that before the martial arts convention began, Youzhou's new Valiant Cavalry Commandant Hong Yuu would lead a hundred elites to escort over ninety large chests as a gift to Moonless Pavilion to congratulate Xuanyuan Qingfeng on her glorious ascension to the position of martial arts alliance chief. The letter even used the teasing words "unifying Jianghu".
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and muttered to herself, "You're clearly about to die, but I don't see you speaking so nicely."
Inside the large chests on the ship were the treasured secret manuals of Mount Qingliang's Tide-listening Pavilion's armory. Moreover, they were all first-rate rare books.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the rolling river before her. The great river flows east and never returns. Do you want to scatter your wealth and never return? Back then, when I was facing a great calamity, I had to leave you for the sake of Mount Hui's business and my father's dying wish. At that time, you were just an ant in the eyes of the top ten on the martial arts ranking, but you still didn't hide or retreat. Now that you've become the world's number one and have 300,000 cavalrymen under Beiliang, you're just facing a Beimang, and you're starting to make arrangements for your death?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was in seclusion cultivating the Heavenly Dao, suddenly felt a wave of anger.
Deep down, she had actually always regarded him as her goal. The two of them were different from almost all the other martial arts experts in Mount Li Yang and Beimang. They hadn't been practicing martial arts for long, and their talents couldn't be said to be rare. They had only managed to reach the peak of Jianghu step by step by relying on opportunities earned by risking their lives over and over again. Xuanyuan Qingfeng, after almost all the experts on the snow plateau died, in order to turn the tide, she abandoned herself and fell into the demonic path, almost destroying her own life. Then, she made a deal with him in Beiliang and absorbed the fate of the imperial jade seal to stabilize her realm. After the battle with Wang Xianzhi, she used Wang Xianzhi's god-connecting power to sever her emotions and all the karma of the mortal world. She narrowly passed the "personal barrier" and returned to her original state, a level higher than that of the Daoist embryo and sword embryo of the Buddha. In the end, because of her out-of-body state, Zhao Huangchao, who had a great connection with the Zhao clan of Li Yang, escaped from an incomplete black rainbow and fled to the snow plateau before his death. He instilled all the knowledge he had learned in his life into her, allowing her to reach a higher level. She was confident that she could fight Tuoba and Đồng Thái with all her strength, although her odds of winning were slightly lower. However, she wasn't even 30 years old yet, and her realm was advancing at a tremendous pace. What Martial God of Beimang? What Peach Blossom Sword God? Sooner or later, she would trample them under her feet and turn them into stepping stones for the terrestrial Deva, Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
She firmly believed that the new century of Jianghu was nothing more than a matter between her and him.
In the end, he emptied his arsenal in one fell swoop and left her with only his back facing the north.
I blocked the river because I wanted to be even with you. You gave me the book because you wanted to be even with me?
For some reason, only on this side of Mount Hui, the heavy rain suddenly fell and the mountain was covered in mud.
For some reason, Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't reveal any of her Qi to resist the sudden rainstorm. However, the moment the raindrops touched her body, her figure flashed and disappeared. In the next moment, she was already walking on a mountain path, allowing the rain to splash on her body.
Her purple robe was soaked and wet.
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The Yellow Dragon ship was about to dock. Hong Yu raised his head and looked at the huge rock on Bull Hill. The corners of his mouth curled up. Did this count as him returning home in glory? In the Liyang Dynasty, there were many surplus generals and commandants, not to mention military commandants. However, who would dare to look down on a military commandant of Beiliang, one of the 16 veteran commandants, the Valiant Cavalry Commandant? This title had been held by the senior cavalry general Xu Pu, the current cavalry commander Yuan Zuozong, and even the King of Shu, Chen Zhibao, for a period of time. Hong Yuu was an honest and strong man. Just by looking at his appearance, he looked like a middle-aged villager who spent most of his time in the yellow earth and back facing the sky. In Mount Huishan, it was as if he had always been a head above Hong Yuu. Moreover, he himself had never treated the Great Snow Plateau as a place to retire. Hong Yuu had his eyes on one person in Northern Liang, the Youzhou general Huangfu Cheng. This person came from Jianghu and relied on selling to gain his position as a border official. He had practically paved a broad path for Hong Yuu to follow. In Mount Hui, other than Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he did not dare to look down on Mount Hui. Huang Fangfo, a guard dog, was no longer in his eyes. It was hard for Hong Yu not to feel happy. However, even so, Hong Yu still had to carefully observe the expression of a young woman beside him. The leader of the Fish-dragon Gang, Liu Nerong, was not worth mentioning in terms of martial arts or family background. However, Hong Yu had heard that she was inextricably linked to the King of Beiliang. To be honest, along the way, Hong Yu could not understand why the picky Hsu Fengnian would choose such an ordinary-looking Jianghu woman. After Chen Zhibao entered Shu, he had at least supported a beauty named Xie. If he placed such a pretty girl beside him, she would at least be pleasing to the eye. Then what was the King of Beiliang after? Hong Yu was puzzled. Could it be that the Jianghu people in Beiliang were just teasing Jianghu people?
As a bystander, Hong Yu did not understand. As a participant, Liu Nerong did not understand either. The status that she and the Fish-dragon Gang had today was like an autumn dream, untimely and untimely.
Liu Nerong raised her head and looked at Mount Hui. On the mountain peak, she could only see the eaves of the tall buildings on the mountain. The woman in purple from before was like a bolt of purple lightning descending to the world. What a grand style. Liu Nerong admired such a woman from the bottom of her heart. She felt that if Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had relied on himself to ascend the throne of the Wulin Alliance, could travel Jianghu with that person, it would be a good match. For no reason, Liu Nerong thought of the trip out of the fortress. She did not know why, but she had forgotten the ups and downs of the battles all these years. However, she clearly remembered the well water in the small fortress and the comical scene of that person squatting at the mouth of the well and haggling with the water peddler.
Liu Nerong withdrew her gaze and looked at the turbid river flowing east. Occasionally, a few fish would jump out of the river and fall back into the river. She did not know whether they were returning home or leaving.
When the junk ship reached the shore, the ship slowly bumped into the dock. Liu Nerong, who was slightly swaying, muttered to herself, "If you left the court and did not become the King of Beiliang, how comfortable would it be to be just a Jianghu person?"
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