Hsu Fengnian followed Hutou City to the east, turning into the mouth of the gourd. He then heard the wind pass through Crouching Bow City, weeping and complaining.
After meeting Yan Wenluan, Chen Yunchui, and the other Youzhou generals in Xiaguang City, he entered Tuma Pass on the border.
There, in the stone arena where the two 'jianghu experts' had once sparred, he once again heard the children of the private school playing and laughing together after school.
Hsu Fengnian sat on the low yellow mud wall, thinking of Liu Nerong and Wang Dashi of the Fish Dragon Gang, as well as the child Zhao Yousong who lived on this land and had once borrowed a knife from him. He also thought of the little girl with frostbitten hands by Zhao Yousong's side. He thought of the banquet they had held together, talking and laughing, never forgetting about it. Finally, Hsu Fengnian thought of that little girl who looked like a grass in the countryside. After she entered the Golden Thread Weaving Bureau in Lingzhou, after their meeting on Mount Qingliang, she had saved enough money and paid off that debt of one or two hundred taels of silver. She then resolutely left Liangzhou and returned here.
Ever since he had first left Beiliang to travel the jianghu, six years had unknowingly passed.
He had traveled to many places, gotten to know many people, seen many things, and remembered many names.
The pedestrians at Tuma Pass saw a young man dressed in a blue robe and wearing a white jade ornament on his waist. He raised his head and stared blankly at the sky.
Yelu Dongchuang had said that as long as they formed an alliance with him and helped him become the Emperor of Beimang, half of the southern court would be his tea money.
Before long, Gu Jiantang had eaten the most expensive bowl of dumplings in the world.
And regardless of whether the words were true or false, they were all gambling with the country, all shocking and heroic words.
Hsu Fengnian lowered his head to look at the weeds and flowers growing quietly between the cracks of the mud wall. One by one, one by one, they were completely unremarkable and not spectacular at all.
Hsu Fengnian raised his head to look at the distant bustling marketplace.
A white robe appeared beside him. When the white robe descended from the sky, there was not a single speck of dust on the wall.
If everything had its vanquisher, then there were only a handful of people in the world who could pose a fatal threat to Hsu Fengnian, a Great Grandmaster instead of the King of Beiliang. After the death of Cao Changqing, even Tuoba could not be counted as a threat if he could not make rapid progress in martial arts. Only the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái could be counted as half a threat. The reason why it was half a threat was not because Hsu Fengnian could easily defeat Đồng Thái, but because Đồng Thái was free and unfettered in Jianghu and had no reason to fight Hsu Fengnian to the death. Then the only one left was the person beside him, the only surviving grandmaster of Qi-training in the world, Tantai Pingjing, the head of the Guanyin Sect, who had unwittingly gathered great luck.
She stood beside Hsu Fengnian and said to herself, "A wildfire can't burn it out, and it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. But these are plants. Humans were not plants. Moreover, perhaps after some people died, some people would live a life worse than death. No matter how inconspicuous these people were in the midst of the surging waves of war, no matter how insignificant they were in the midst of the drums of war, no matter how insignificant they were in the midst of the war. I once followed my master to the north and south of the Yangtze River. I'm used to seeing life and death, but it doesn't mean that I can treat life and death lightly. "
Hsu Fengnian was silent. He hung one leg on the wall and bent the other leg. Hsu Fengnian's chin rested on that arm. The breeze blew on his face. He narrowed his eyes and appeared to be at ease.
Tantai Pingjing's eyes were cold. "Hsu Fengnian, I believe you should also understand that the current situation in the world is already against the rules. If Huang Longshi is taking advantage of the situation, then you are the culprit. Of course, there is also Wudang Li Yufu. If you stop now, it's still not too late. Maybe you can have a good ending. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "According to Huang Longshi, I, Hsu Fengnian, will die in Beiliang and be infamed in history for a hundred years or a thousand years. Is this your so-called good ending?"
Tantai Pingjing said indifferently, "Now they have made concessions. If you continue to push your luck, even if you are invincible in the world, so what? Don't forget that invincible in the world is only invincible in the 'world'. "
Hsu Fengnian was noncommittal. "If I remember correctly, you should be grateful to me for your current state of cultivation."
Tantai Pingjing's eyes were strange and completely snow-white, like two cups full of mercury and two snowy worlds.
She gently stamped her feet.
In a trance, the two of them were above the clouds. She stood in the air with the wind and Hsu Fengnian continued to maintain the same posture.
The clouds gathered and dispersed beneath their feet. As they dispersed, they could see ribbons of varying sizes resembling streams and rivers. They were of varying thicknesses, and they flowed slowly on the ground.
Hsu Fengnian glanced at it and knew that it was the real world in the eyes of Qi-trainers.
One would not live long because of good people, and one would not die early because of evil people. One person's life and death, and a country's prosperity and decline.
Xu Fengnian raised his hand and twirled a weed between his fingers. He said softly, "Huang Sanjia once said, 'Reincarnating into this world, even if there are many benefits, it is also a golden millet pillow.' Cultivate to immortal, live a thousand years, and still need a few cups of green wine. How long can a golden millet pillow be? How much wine can a few cups hold? Plus the grass in front of me, they are all very small things. No matter what, I don't want to listen to any great principles now. The greater the principles, the less I want to listen. "
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