Hsu Fengnian, Xu Yanbing, Huyan Daguan, Tantai Pingjing, and Tiemu Die 'er.
Five riders headed south to Lingzhou.
Three of them were in the top 14. Tantai Pingjing was now the most famous Qi cultivator grandmaster in the world, and the other was the most promising swordsman in Beimang. It was only a matter of time before they were on the rankings. This was an unprecedented lineup. Compared to the Nine Swords of the Wu Family that had defeated Beimang's ten thousand riders, they were much better. Tiemu Die 'er did not know why he had to make this trip south. Deep in his heart, he did not like that young king. However, Huyan Daguan wanted him to come along, so Tiemu Die' er could only follow. It was rumored in Beimang that Hsu Fengnian had not only inherited Li Chungang's Azure Dragon Sleeves, but Đồng Thái had also taught him the Flying Sword Technique. Although Hsu Fengnian was used to showing people his sword, Tiemu Die 'er did not doubt that if Hsu Fengnian really used a sword, he would not be his match. Tiemu Die 'er was silent along the way. There were many times when he wanted to ask Huyan Daguan, who was not willing to admit to being his master, if he could surpass Hsu Fengnian in swordsmanship. Tiemu Die' er did not realize that he, who had little desire to win since he started practicing swordsmanship, was different now. The five riders galloped along the Lingzhou posthouse known as Jiangnan. Tiemu Die 'er had been carefully observing Hsu Fengnian's words and actions. It was not that he did not find any clues. For example, although Hsu Fengnian wore his cold sword on his left waist, this King of Beiliang was actually secretly left-handed. When he fought an enemy, whether he wielded his sword in his right hand or his left hand would make a huge difference. Then there was Hsu Fengnian. Although his Qi seemed to be flowing slowly and dry like it was dry season, the water surface was very shallow, almost reaching the bottom. However, Tiemu Die 'er knew that if his Qi was flowing like a river during flood season and looked fierce, then Hsu Fengnian was the Guangling River in Liyang. The more dry it was, the more lofty it was. The depth and width of the river was terrifying.
The five riders stopped at the northernmost part of Lingzhou and turned off the posthouse. They followed a small path and turned into a mountain range. On the mountain path, there were many strong Liang men under the protection of Beiliang soldiers, carrying stone, and stone slabs out of the mountains. under the protection of the Beiliang soldiers. The person leading the way for the five riders was a spy from the Fushui Chamber who had been waiting at the entrance to the mountain for a long time. He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He did not have the shrewdness that a spy should have. He gave off the rough aura of someone who lived close to the mountains. The man's surname was Liu, and he was a small spy leader in the second-class branch of Whisk Shui Society. He only knew that he was going to pick someone up, but he didn't tell him who he was going to pick up. When he met the five riders with different accents, the spy wasn't sure where they came from. However, since the leader of Lingzhou's spies, the First Class branch of Whisk Shui Society, had said a few harsh words for the first time, he carefully accompanied the five riders into the mountain. Along the way, the man carefully explained the history of the quarry to them. He said that the place was called Jian Yu Mountain in the local area, but the scholars of Lingzhou liked to call it Da Yu Paradise. Ever since the Great Feng Dynasty established the Protectorate of the Western Regions further west of Beiliang, most of the stone used to build the military towns in Qing Cang Lin Yao was cut from this place. Later on, it was the same for the construction of the Prince's manor on Mount Qing Liang. It was even more so for the construction of Hutou City, which took six years at the border of Liangzhou.
In the end, Hsu Fengnian and the other four had no choice but to lead their horses forward. They came to the top of a mountain and looked down at the mountain range. After the beginning of spring, the scenery was lush and verdant. However, as far as their eyes could see, it was as if the peak under their feet had long been an empty shell. Ever since the Great Feng Dynasty, after nearly 500 years of stone mining, this Da Yu Paradise, which was one of the 36 blessings of Daoism, had truly become a paradise in name. It was made up of 16 large caves and nearly a thousand caves. Looking down from the side peaks, the winding plank paths climbed all over the mountain range. On the main peak, there were occasional Daoist temples with flying eaves hidden in a cage of greenery. Day after day, year after year, tens of thousands of stone miners in Beiliang worked hard to make a living here, while people who sought immortality were born here to cultivate Daoism.
Hsu Fengnian stood on the top of the mountain and was lost in thought. Da Yu Paradise had been brightly lit since the beginning of the year. It had welcomed the peak of stone mining. Because of this, even the Daoist priests in the temples who usually did not care about worldly affairs could not sit still. They were afraid that the young vassal king would be determined to completely empty the entire mountain range. When that time came, where would they find a paradise? On the eve of the Qingming Festival, three elderly Daoist priests jointly visited the Lingzhou Provincial Governor's manor. They tactfully raised objections to Xu Beizhi. They even did not hesitate to use the reason that this move would harm Beiliang's foundation and fate. Xu Beizhi treated them with courtesy, but the government still carried on with the stone mining as usual. As the main culprit, Hsu Fengnian certainly knew the secret. He spread the word that another Hutou City would be built behind the third line of defense at the Heavy Tomb. It would only take three years. The Administrator Li Gongde and a Mohist Master would be the supervisor. Hsu Fengnian would personally be the deputy supervisor. The new unnamed city would be built facing the Songshan Mountain. Its scale would be even bigger than Hutou City. When the time came, it would become the new largest city in the northwest. Would the city be built? Of course, Hsu Fengnian wanted to tell Beimang, Beiting, and Xijing, especially Dong Zhuo, the King of the Southern Courtyard, that even if they succeeded in destroying Hutou City, Liuya Fuling, and the Heavy Tomb, Beiliang still had to break through another city before they could enter Beiliang's Daoist territory. Would Beiliang's tax revenue, which was not rich to begin with, be cut off because of this? The answer was of course, but Hsu Fengnian was staking everything on this one throw. In the entire Liangzhou, other than the three border armies and the army guarding the pass, everyone else had to rush to the Songshan Mountain area to contribute to the construction of the new city. All of this was actually a cover for the final battle at the mouth of the Calabash a year later. Hsu Fengnian had to force Beimang to have no choice but to focus on Liangzhou's front line. To this end, Hsu Fengnian and Chu Lushan even discussed a desperate plan where Liangzhou would win and Liuzhou would lose. This was because Liuzhou only had meaning if they won or lost. In a stalemate, Liuzhou had no strategic value. Of course, even if Liuzhou lost, it would only allow Beimang and Liu Gui to win. If it was a pyrrhic victory, then Kou Jianghuai would become an important chess piece. It was precisely because of Kou Jianghuai's arrival that Chu Lushan came up with the idea of being even more ruthless to the enemy than to himself. Then, Hsu Fengnian agreed.
This meant that the thirty thousand Longxiang soldiers, the three towns of Liuzhou and Qingcang, and the hundred thousand refugees who had not yet moved into Beiliang would definitely be in danger.
And Hsu Fengnian's younger brother, Xu Longxiang, would be the first to bear the brunt of this.
Therefore, when Hsu Fengnian agreed, Chu Lushan's expression was complicated. Later, in Wutongin on Mount Qingliang, Xu Weixiong did not treat Hsu Fengnian well. This was probably because she was conflicted about Hsu Fengnian's decision.
Hsu Fengnian pointed to a cave in the distance, then turned to Tantai and asked calmly with a smile, "After I heard about the stone quarrying in the grotto-heaven of Lanyu, I couldn't understand why the grotto-heaven was so majestic, but the entrance was so narrow. Back then, I only heard from my master that quarrying in the grotto-heaven was actually not as difficult as outsiders thought. To use the words of those who followed in their fathers' footsteps, it was like cutting soft tofu with a knife. However, after the stone was hung out of the grotto-heaven, it would quickly become as hard as iron. Sect Master Tantai, do you know what's going on here? "
Tantai said softly, "Many tombs and antiques that have been preserved for thousands of years will vanish when they see the light of day again. The stone in the mountainside hardens when it comes out of the mountain probably because of the same principle, but a different manifestation. It's the result of the fusion of material and gas. "
Hsu Fengnian wanted to say something but stopped. He tried to hold back his laughter. After a long time, he finally could not help but say, "When I was young, I was unscrupulous and spoke without thinking. After pondering for a long time, I finally came up with an explanation. I felt that the stone turning from soft to hard was actually like a fledgling taking off his pants after seeing the world in the brothel. As a result, I went to Tide-listening Pavilion and was punished by my master to copy tens of thousands of words of the Sages' classics. At that time, I even wanted to die. "
Tantai, who was dressed in white like an immortal, took a deep breath.
Huyan Daguan smirked and told the real fledgling Tiemu 'er about the general idea. The latter rolled his eyes.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head and asked, "Master Tantai, can I ask one more question?"
The Qi cultivator sneered, "Can I not answer?"
Hsu Fengnian had to be thick-skinned and asked, "Is it possible for a person to stay at the bottom of the lake without eating or drinking for ten or twenty years? Is it possible for the best Taoist to abstain from food and gas, or the Buddhist to meditate in meditation? Do you Qi Refinement Warriors have any similar skills? "
Tantai Pingjing kept silent.
It was Huyan Daguan who said, "As long as it's not at the bottom of the lake, it's possible."
Hsu Fengnian fell into deep thought. How did Chu Kuangren with the clavicle chain and the saber do it? This was something he had been curious about since he went to WuTang Mountain to practice his saber. At that time, he thought that his realm was not enough and did not understand the power of a first-rank martial arts master. However, when he reached the Vajra Realm, he realized that even if he reached the Vajra Realm, it was impossible. After that, he advanced to the Xuan Finger Realm and Celestial Phenomenon Realm, but Hsu Fengnian still could not get a reasonable answer. Later, when Gao Shulu was unsealed and they fought, he achieved the Celestial Body. Only then did he know that to reach Chu Kuangren's level, only a land immortal who was good at Qi cultivation could barely do it. However, in Hsu Fengnian's eyes, Chu Kuangren's martial arts realm was not too high. He was at the first-rank, but he was definitely not at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. This was enough to make Hsu Fengnian puzzled. Back then, the suppression of the old man with two sabers who came from the Beimang Princess Tomb like Helian Wuwei, was done by Old Huang. However, the real mastermind behind the Tide-listening Pavilion's top floor was the master behind it. However, the master did not give any clues until his death.
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