There were countless lofty mountains and precipitous ridges in the southern border. Someone was skimming across the peaks of the mountains.
There was always a swift and fierce flying sword following him like a shadow.
He suddenly stopped on the branch of a towering tree at the peak of the mountain and looked up.
The flying sword also stopped chasing him at the peak of the mountain before him. It hovered in the air and hummed slightly. An average-looking middle-aged man stood near the flying sword. He also looked up at the sky and sighed. Then, he stood on one leg like a golden rooster. He lifted one leg and bent down to take off his hemp shoe and shook it.
The man in a scholarly robe who had been chased all the way from Great Peace City to the deep mountains and forests of the southern border laughed and said, "Đồng Thái, oh Đồng Thái, Cao Changqing is seeking his own death. The empress of West Chu, Jiang Si, has also left the capital of West Chu. Not long later, even you will be able to feel the collapse of the great pillar of fate of West Chu! At that time, other than Tantai Pingjing, that old woman, who replaced me and stole a part of it, there will only be Chen Zhibao and Zhao Zhu who will benefit greatly! As long as Chen Zhibao absorbs half of the fate of West Chu, as the most important person supporting the dragon, let's see how you, Đồng Thái, will kill me! "
Not to mention the four grandmasters of the martial arts assessment, even among the fourteen martial arts assessment masters, the Peach Blossom Sword God, Đồng Thái, was definitely the one who did not have the demeanor of an expert. However, it was this average-looking middle-aged uncle who had chased Xie Guanying, the number one on the Immortal Map of Land and Dynasty, into such a sorry state.
Đồng Thái put on his shoes and curled his lips. He said unhappily, "Are you saying that after a pure martial artist like me becomes an immortal on land, I will be hurt by fate if I kill someone with fate? Sorry, back then, there was an old Daoist on Mount Longhu who had returned to simplicity. He was killed by me when he ascended. It's fine. "
Xie Guanying sneered, "How can I be the same as Wu Lingsu of the Celestial Master Residence?"
Đồng Thái rolled his eyes. "In my opinion, there's really no difference."
Xie Guanying laughed loudly and said, "Then I'll wait and see how your cultivation realm drops!"
Đồng Thái put away his casual expression and said seriously, "I don't care who should follow the will of heaven to suppress who, or who should follow the will of heaven to defeat who, and I don't care who the fate of the world flows to. I don't care about these things. I'm not even interested in becoming an Earth Immortal, let alone attaining the Dao and ascending. "
Xie Guanying said angrily, "You lunatic! You are even more unreasonable than Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang! "
Đồng Thái turned his head to look at the flying sword, which was made of ordinary materials. He laughed heartily and said, "I, Đồng Thái, have the Three-Foot Sword by my side for the rest of my life. It's enough."
Xie Guanying clearly felt a monstrous murderous aura. It disappeared in a flash, and he fled even faster than before.
The mountain under Xie Guanying's feet was flattened by the sword!
Đồng Thái did not immediately pursue him. He raised his head again and looked at the unusually low clouds.
Cao Changqing, oh Cao Changqing, Li Chungang left, Wang Xianzhi left, and now even you are leaving.
Đồng Thái suddenly laughed. One man and one sword flew into the sky. They passed through the clouds and arrived above the sea of clouds where the sun shone. Đồng Thái stood cross-legged on the flying sword.
He raised his head and looked at the golden sun in the sky. Đồng Thái was bathed in the golden light. He stood on the flying sword and was lost in thought.
In the end, Đồng Thái gave a thumbs up to the sky and slowly turned to the ground.
Đồng Thái said loudly, "I, Đồng Thái, am already here in this life. In this life, I am already here. What can you do to me? Who dares to ask me, Đồng Thái, if I can use my sword?"
No immortal in the heavens could answer this question.
On the ground, Xie Guanying muttered repeatedly, "Lunatic, Lunatic Deng … Cao Changqing is a lunatic. You, Đồng Thái, are also lunatics!"
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An official wearing a golden embroidered robe walked up to the top of the city wall with a straight face. He was in the prime of his life, just over forty years old. If it had been during the Yong Hui era when the Liyang court was stable, he would have been an eye-catching existence. At the age of forty, he had become a second-rank official, the head of the Ministry of Justice. How could he not be proud? His surname was Liu, and his name was Yiyou. He was born as a Jinshi in the eighth year of Yong Hui. Compared to Yin Maochun's famous Yong Hui Spring, he was a few years later. Liu Yiyou's talent was not obvious. His family was unknown, and he only had a very poetic name. However, Liu Yiyou's personality was ridiculed by Tai 'an City as a stubborn rock in the latrine pit. He had been the vice-director of the Ministry of Justice for almost ten years and sat on the cold bench for almost ten years. In the end, in the first year of Xiangfu, he was promoted to a doctor. Last year, he was promoted to assistant minister. This spring, in fact, it was only three days ago that he was promoted to minister of the Ministry of Justice of Liyang. In addition to being in charge of the four departments of the Ministry of Justice, he also held the power to kill all the people of Liyang in name. He was secretly responsible for the issuance of the embroidered copper fish pouches. The people who followed behind Liu Yiyou to the top of the city wall all had embroidered copper fish pouches hanging from their waists. Among them, there were thirty-six famous swordsmen, eighteen blade masters, and fourteen fist masters. The appearance of Liu Yiyou and this group of Jianghu masters was close to seventy people. Immediately, the originally devoid of the aura of spring on the city wall added a bit of the austere aura of autumn.
Liu Yiyou was a weak scholar, but even if he stood together with the Wu family's Sword Tomb Elder, Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng of the Great Snow Plateau, his aura was not inferior.
Wu Jian stood behind the arrow battlement with his hands behind his back, his expression serious. Chai Qingshan borrowed a second sword, "Green Fox," from the young girl Shan Yiyi. He stood with his sword in hand and closed his eyes to rest. The purple-robed man sat directly on the battlement with his arms crossed and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.
Liu Yiyou faced the three martial arts grandmasters who were strong enough to look down on nobles and said calmly, "The sixty-eight people of the Ministry of Justice are willing to fight for a chance for the three of you. I hope that the three of you can cooperate sincerely. We can't let that West Chu Cao Changqing continue to run amok in the capital."
Wu Jian was silent. Chai Qingshan nodded slightly. Only Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "The reason why I acted was because Cao Changqing was worthy of my action. Are you worthy of ordering me around?"
Liu Yiyou, who was considered a junior compared to the other leaders of the Ministry of Justice, said expressionlessly, "As long as the Great Snow Plateau of Mount Hui is still in Liyang's territory, as long as Jianzhou is still in Liyang's territory, I, Liu Yiyou …"
Not waiting for this official to finish speaking, Xuanyuan Qingfeng placed his hands on his knees. Chai Qingshan was standing in front of Liu Yiyou at some point. However, there was still a trace of blood on the latter's cheek and some of his hair fell to the ground.
Liu Yiyou didn't even bother to wipe his wound. He gently pushed Chai Qingshan away and stared at the beautiful woman who was known for her arrogance. "You can kill me, and I can also die. However, as long as you, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, appear on the walls of Great Peace City, as long as you stand in my sight, you will have to leave the city to fight. It's not that I, Liu Yiyou, am using the banner of the Ministry of Justice to threaten you, and it's not that I, Liu Yiyou, am asking for your help. Other than His Majesty the Emperor, there is no one else in this city that I cannot do without! "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned back and tilted his head. For the first time, he looked directly at this young minister. He said mockingly, "You are that poor scholar Liu Yiyou from Guangling Path, right? Did I remember your hometown wrongly? "
Liu Yiyou's eyes were dark. It was unknown whether it was the shrewdness of a high official or the temperament of a scholar, but he did not become angry out of humiliation. He said calmly, "Those who walk different paths cannot work together."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled. "Oh?"
Standing between Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Chai Qingshan, the old ancestor of the Wu Family Sword Tomb frowned. He reached out a hand and casually grabbed. There was a bang in the air. He turned his head and said sincerely to the purple-clothed woman who killed people at every turn, "Little girl, if you don't change your personality, you won't be able to be number one in the world."
For some reason, Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt more respect for this old man. He was very cold to Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool. After hearing Wu Jian's kind reminder, she did not comment. She turned her head and continued to look outside the city. The Qi in her body began to circulate rapidly. Her aura increased dramatically, and her purple clothes fluttered. She sat on the city wall like a unique scenery of the jianghu. It seemed that no one in the jianghu understood what this woman was thinking. Why did she suddenly become the patriarch of the Xuanyuan Family in the great snow plains? Why did she go to the Guangling River to stop Wang Xianzhi? Why did she challenge the new Prince Liang in Great Peace City? Why did she go out of the city to fight Cao Changqing today?
Perhaps she was like a crazy child who did not grow up without parents. She was unwilling to be reasonable in everything she did. However, her cultivation was too high, and she had risen too quickly. Her opportunities were also too good. Therefore, no one had the qualifications to make her a graceful lady, a graceful lady from a respectable family.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked up at the sky. Above her was a sea of clouds. The entire central plains were like this.
She narrowed her eyes and felt slightly sad. She also liked someone, but she did not know how to let him know. It seemed that she did not dare and was not willing to let him know.
Then she would let him remember her name. No matter where he went in the jianghu, the battlefield, or the court, there would be stories of her deeds in the world!
Since he could not be like her father who only liked her mother, then she would rather have nothing.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly flew out of the city wall. She did not care about the cooperation of the experts of the Ministry of Justice, nor was she willing to work with Wu Jian and Chai Qingshan, the two grandmasters of the sword.
She came to Great Peace City alone, and she left Great Peace City alone.
The purple robe once again charged towards Cao Changqing. She was impassioned and did not fear death.
Even Liu Yi couldn't help but be impressed when he saw this scene.
If there was a woman like this in the world, the world would not be lonely.
Cao Changqing's lips curled up. He ignored Xuanyuan Qingfeng's charge and smiled slightly. He looked at the chessboard. "If you do not know in your dreams, how can you know in your life?"
… …
A long time later, in the jianghu where there were only Yu Dilong and Gou Youfang, there was actually a promise of ten years that no one knew about.
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