This was undoubtedly a marvelous scene. This was a scene that was destined to be passed down in Jianghu for a long time.
The Suixie Valley was almost instantly suppressed by tens of thousands of flying swords. Just a moment ago, the spectators outside the Pill Seed Field only felt that there were black clouds covering the sky and the sun. The next moment, those "black clouds" fell on the human world and filled the entire Pill Seed Field. The number of flying swords that broke through the air was so large that they were tightly packed together. Soon, the Suixie Valley disappeared from everyone's sight. Other than swords, there were more swords. The young King of Beiliang seemed to have used a supernatural power that could move mountains and seas, creating a majestic and magnificent sword mountain out of thin air.
At first, the sword mountain was still shaking visibly with the naked eye, but the shaking gradually decreased. With endless sword after sword, the sword mountain became taller and taller, and more and more stable, until the entire "mountain peak" was completely motionless.
Everyone outside the Pill Seed Field was dumbfounded. They had seen fights before, but they had never seen a fight like this.
At this moment, the people who were not convinced that Hsu Fengnian had inexplicably become the most powerful person in the world were finally convinced. Even the pessimists who had no confidence in the imminent battle of Liang Mang also felt that they should believe in Hsu Fengnian for once.
Shudao was the last famous sword to fall, as if it was carelessly thrown to the top of the sword mountain by someone.
The sword mountain that was showing signs of loosening had completely lost its "vitality". Occasionally, one or two slanted flying swords would slide down the sword mountain and fall outside the Pill Seed Field.
A tall woman standing far away under the eaves of a house on the street curled up the corners of her mouth. She glanced at the sword mountain that was more than three hundred feet high and mocked, "I told you to scram, but you didn't. Your century-old reputation is destroyed in a day."
Hsu Fengnian did not stand at the foot of the mountain, nor did he return to the carriage. Instead, he silently appeared under the same roof. The woman who was taller than him looked at him and saw that Hsu Fengnian's face was pale but radiant. It seemed contradictory, but in fact, it was not. Tantai Pingjing saw it as a matter of course. Back then, her master was the same. His body was not strong, more like a weak scholar. However, her master's eyes were always as clean as the eyes of the young man in front of her. It was so clean that when her master pointed at the river python for her for the first time, she forgot to admire the white python that was about to transform. She only had eyes for her thin master.
Even after decades, his master's catchphrase seemed to still ring in his ears.
"Big fool."
Staring at Hsu Fengnian, Tantai Ping smiled calmly, like a little girl who had gone through untold hardships to find her favorite object.
Hsu Fengnian did not know the inside story. Instead, he felt a little creeped out.
She was old, let alone a woman who was a hundred years old. She suddenly showed such childish behavior. Even with Hsu Fengnian's thick skin and wisdom, he could not bear it.
Hsu Fengnian, who wanted to chat, quickly swallowed back the words that were at the tip of his tongue. Tantai Pingjing's loss of composure quickly disappeared. She recovered the indifferent expression of the chief Great Grandmaster of the Qi Cultivators in the south. She shifted her gaze and said calmly, "What is the name of this sword move? Does it have a name? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Isn't giving a famous name to a move something that only the common people would do? Senior Tantai, do you also have such a tacky habit? "
She said, "I also need to eat, drink, defecate and sleep. I also know how to burp and fart. Why is it not tacky?"
Back then, Hsu Fengnian advised Wen Hua not to be too infatuated with those unattainable heroines and fairies in the pugilistic world. This was because they also needed to defecate. Could it be that they could produce a flower by defecating?
It was similar to Tantai Pingjing's self-mockery.
But after all, this was the resentful words of Beggar Xu when he was in trouble. Now, it was difficult to find joy in the midst of bitterness.
Hsu Fengnian's mouth twitched. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's different. This is tacky and unbearable when others say it. But when it comes from Senior Tantai, it still sounds like a fairy."
Tantai Pingjing looked past the crowd that still refused to disperse. She looked at the tens of thousands of swords piled up like a mountain and sighed, "Congratulations to the King of Beiliang for returning to the Celestial Being Realm."
Hsu Fengnian lowered his voice and said, "If one day …"
She interrupted Hsu Fengnian and gave a straightforward answer, "I can lend it to you."
Hsu Fengnian curled his lips. It was easy to talk to a smart person, but it was really boring.
He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the magnificent sword mountain with Tantai Pingjing. It was supposed that only the master of all the swords in the world could move here. He thought of some past events.
A long, long time ago, he liked to carry swords and sabers, but they were just embroidered pillows. She had a Divine Talisman, but it was not much better.
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but sigh.
Tantai Pingjing asked, "When will we go to the border of Liangzhou to supervise the war?"
Hsu Fengnian said slowly, "In a few days. Let's wait for the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau to send the new King's Robe here first."
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