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Chapter 169

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When they arrived at Xiangfan, they could see the famous Diaoyu Platform on the city wall.

The Diaoyu Platform had supported the wall for ten years and a half.

On the signboard of the Diaoyu Tower, there were four words, "Alone Fishing in the Central Plains."

Hsu Fengnian ignored Wei Wei and Huang Toulang and got off the boat. He rode his horse and galloped towards the ghost city in the twilight. He got off the horse when he was near the city gate. Jiang Ni seemed to think that His Royal Highness had a Taoist instrument. He jumped off the carriage and trotted to Hsu Fengnian's side. Hsu Fengnian held back his laughter and pointed his Embroidered Winter Knife at the top of the city wall. He squinted his eyes and said, "Do you see that? Back then, the number one general in the world guarded there for ten years. There are not many people who can make Xu Xiao grit his teeth. That scholar from West Chu who really read the Spring and Autumn Annals can be ranked in the top three. Even if your capital of West Chu is destroyed after the Western Wall Wall, even if the whole of Jiangnan falls, this city and this Diaoyu Platform will not fall. Unfortunately, no matter how impregnable Xiangfan is, it can't affect the world. "

Jiang Ni bit his lips.

Hsu Fengnian led the horse and walked slowly, "The grain in the city eats the horses. When the horses are exhausted, the sparrows and rats eat the people."

Jiang Ni was silent.

Hsu Fengnian said softly, "The soldiers knew they would die. The soldiers guarding the city fought to the last man. No one survived. This is the war of the Spring and Autumn Annals. These tragedies are unimaginable to the sharp-tongued people of Shangyin Academy. The walls were made of huge bricks that were specially made in the three continents. Each brick had the name of the place where it was made, the supervisor, and the person who made the bricks. When the bricks were laid, the slurry of glutinous rice juice and sorghum juice, as well as lime and tung oil, was poured into the gaps between the bricks. The master craftsmen in charge of the construction of the Xiang and Fan cities held a sharp awl. If the awl penetrated even an inch, he would kill the person who built the city and continue the construction. Therefore, the city was as solid as iron. At that time, the historians all called it cruel and cruel. "

Hsu Fengnian stopped and did not look at Jiang Ni's face. He said coldly, "When Xu Xiao attacked the city, Wang Ming Yang defended the city. Both sides prepared for war. This scholar, who used to be a scholar in Jixia, strengthened the defense and moved all the food and materials into the city. Even the houses were demolished and the wood, bricks, and tiles were moved into the city. To prevent Xu Xiao from digging a tunnel, he dug a hundred wells along the foot of the city and placed large earthen jars covered with leather in the wells so that those with good ears could listen. Not to mention the fifty thousand soldiers, he also divided the hundred and fifty thousand people into different classes. Monks, craftsmen, and paladins each had their own duties. The necessary materials for defending the city were divided into two categories: official and civilian. Then, he selected Jianghu people who were good at fighting to patrol the city day and night to prevent spies from setting the city on fire. Wang Ming Yang's military skills in the Shangyin Academy had been fully displayed in the past ten years. Xu Xiao once said that if everyone in Shangyin Academy was like this, he could even become a scholar in Jixia. "

Hsu Fengnian continued forward, "To attack the city, one must first cross the river and cross the trench. Next is the most tragic climbing of the city. Climbing of the city is also known as climbing of ants. Looking at the top of the city, you can imagine the scene of thousands of people climbing up the ladder against arrows, boulders, wood, and oil. It was during this battle that the monks in the city invented the demon subduing pestle and the Ox-nosed Taoist created the cauldron golden liquid that would fester the moment it touched the skin. In the alley battle after climbing the city, Xiangfan gathered a large number of Jianghu people and heroes who swore to defend this important city for the three countries of the Central Plains. It could be said that they were united against a common enemy. Before the alley battle, they had defeated the Beiliang army countless times. If it were not for them, Xiangfan would not have needed ten years to break the city. Three years would have been enough. People only knew that Beiliang's army was the best in the world, but they did not know that they were not bad at attacking the city on foot. In the Spring and Autumn War, they were unstoppable. Only in Xiangfan did they lose more than half of their elites, including three hundred cave masters who were good at drilling. This attack and defense took ten years. As for who was right and who was wrong, only heaven knows. However, it was in these ten years that Xu Xiao, who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance, had a real feud with Jianghu. "

The moat was unusually wide. The drawbridge on the river was not closed. Xiangfan was strictly guarded at night, but the drawbridge had been laid flat all these years. Even the main gate had not been closed for a single night. It seemed that according to the instructions of the Celestial Master of Mount Longhu, after setting up more than thirty thousand Great Cycle Ritual to expiate the sins of the nine underworlds, the ghost gate was not closed and the wronged souls were allowed to leave Fengdu and Xiangfan. Legend has it that before the Celestial Master of Mount Longhu left the city, he personally went around the city to draw talismans. In the end, he even hung a Taoist talisman on the top floor of the Diaoyu Terrace. On it was written, "The Heavenly Spirits have returned to the Heavenly Spirits, the Earthly Spirits should return to the Earth." He said that when the wandering souls of Xiangfan dissipated, this talisman would burn up.

However, the Heavenly Talisman had been written for many years and still did not disappear. Without a doubt, it became a haze that could not be removed from the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people in Xiangfan.

Hsu Fengnian led the horse forward. Under his feet were two young Kui. Beside him was Jiang Ni who had a complicated expression. Hsu Fengnian subconsciously looked at the Diaoyu Terrace on top of the city wall. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The tower was magnificent.

Hsu Fengnian turned his head to the little mud man and said gently, "Don't be afraid."

Jiang Ni, whose palms were sweaty, lowered his head and grunted.

His Royal Highness could not see the person in the tower when he raised his head, but the person in the tower could see Hsu Fengnian when he lowered his head.

The person in the tower had a slender figure. He wore an ordinary Taoist robe and hemp shoes. He wore a Taoist bun with a wooden hairpin and held a horsetail whisk in his hand. The top floor of the Diaoyu Terrace was a forbidden area. There were several respected old Taoists of Mount Longhu guarding it. Even the King of Jing An was not allowed to enter. When the Great Celestial Master left the city, he made it clear that only the Taoist Master's Mansion could set foot on it.

If the little girl and the little monk went to the Taoist Master's Mansion to make trouble, they would recognize this Taoist Master. He was the one who led them into the inner courtyard of the Taoist Master's Mansion. It was he who blocked the attack of the arrogant yellow-purple Taoist Master's Mansion with his white-tailed horsetail whisk. He also personally introduced him to Mr. White Lotus.

This Little Celestial Master of Mount Longhu was surnamed Qi. He had the same surname as the Great Immortal Qi Xuanzhen and the same appearance as one of the ancestors of Mount Longhu.

He held a horsetail whisk in his hand and was praised by the National Master who ruled the world as "Tai Gong sits in Kunlun".

After he left Mount Longhu, all kinds of rumors snowballed as if the whole world was praising him. However, he was indifferent because he didn't care about these things. To him, these great principles that most people couldn't understand were not principles. In the world, brothers were blind, children were filial, and husband and wife were in love. These were the principles. The great knowledge was just knowledge in the pile of books and classics. They were not knowledge. The old farmers worked hard to farm, the hawkers bargained, and the merchants pursued profits day and night. These were knowledge. He admitted that his Taoist roots were shallow, so he did not seek the Way of Heaven. He only wanted to enter the world through martial arts and help the world. He left the mountain for two things. The first was to enter Xiangfan. Before his master went into seclusion, he said that the Heavenly Talisman would burn. He wanted to confirm it with his own eyes. The second was to make a trip to Wudang to confirm whether the young chief could really shoulder the Way of Heaven. As for how to judge, it was very simple. The horsetail whisk in his hand could be used as a sword. If it could be killed, it was fake. If it could not be killed, it was real.

He turned to look at the Heavenly Talisman that connected the world with a red rope and frowned.

The Heavenly Talisman was shaking.

Hsu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and saw a strange woman walking out of the city gate.

She had thirty-three thousand strands of worry on her head.

She wore a snow-white monk robe and a white snake was biting on her wrist as a rope.

She was barefoot, but her jade-like feet did not cause a speck of dust.

She walked lightly on the suspension bridge.

Outside the city gate of Xiangfan, the Ghost Qi was as heavy as snow and covered the sky and earth. She was the only one who looked like a Bodhisattva, transcending all living beings.

On the fishing platform, the Heavenly Talisman burned to ashes.

"Ten thousand ghosts out of the city."

The Taoist from the Taoist Master's residence sighed. "Mount Longhu has lost. Mount Lantuo has won. "

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