Hsu Fengnian stopped chewing. Holding the remaining half of the cucumber, he said softly, "Xie Xibian and the others are doing well, you don't have to worry. The Song family has become the leader of the local officials of the new Guangling Dao. The Emperor of the Zhao family has specially summoned Song Maolin to the capital to become a scholar of the Hanlin Academy. The former Guangling Dao Administrator Wang Xionggui has been able to return to the capital. The new Guangling Dao Administrator Wang Xionggui is one of the favorite students of the old Gangnam-do, Yu Jiankang. He is naturally close to the scholars of the Guangling Dao. Once he arrived at the Guangling Dao, he did not immediately go to the yamen to take up a post. Instead, he held a large banquet and called for hundreds of famous scholars of Jiangnan to chat. Additionally, he invited more than twenty Ji Shang from the Shangyin Academy. It can be said to be a rare literary event. Song Li, one of the main generals of the Guangling Dao, immediately married a woman from a powerful family of the Guangling Dao. All these signs indicate that Taian City does not wish for the Guangling Dao to have any more waves. "
Jiang Ni did not speak.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head to look. Looking at that beautiful face, he said softly, "In this world, there are some things where no one is indispensable. Your luck has always been good, you are also within this' usually. '"
Jiang Ni said lightly, "There is no need to comfort me. I have never felt that West Chu needs me that much."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "I am relieved that you can think this way."
Jiang Ni suddenly asked, "Then what about Beiliang? Is it impossible without you?"
Hsu Fengnian met her gaze and said seriously, "Of course it is impossible without me!"
Jiang Ni rolled her eyes.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and started eating the cucumber again. "If Xu Xiao did not die, if my master Li Yishan was still alive, if Chen Zhibao was willing to assist me in becoming the King of Beimang, if the court did not restrict the northwest border, if the Murong and Yelu families of Beimang had internal strife, if the Beiliang Frontier Army was not 300,000 but 500,000.
It is a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world, so I appear very important. "
Jiang Ni tilted her head. "Are you complaining to me?"
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes at her. "I am not bitter. I am clearly showing off to you. Do you still remember? Back then, when I told you that I was such a talented martial arts genius, I only needed two or three years of practice to become invincible under the heavens. My life was as lonely as an avalanche. What did you think of me then?
At that time... and now? "
Jiang Ni did not refute with words, but showed a disdainful look as if he had stepped on dog shit and it was a big dog shit hole.
Hsu Fengnian raised his hand and threw the cucumber butt high, his face full of pride. "I have taken three disciples. If there is a martial arts evaluation in Jianghu in the future, then Wang Sheng, Yu Dilong, and Lu Yunchang will definitely be in the top 20. That little bastard Yu Dilong is even expected to be the first."
Jiang Ni said, "Yu Dilong? The child who was a scout in the Youzhou Cavalry? "
Hsu Fengnian nodded.
He did not expect that the power of Jiang Ni's next sentence was no different from a flying sword taking a head. "Even I heard of the famous story of leaning against the wall on the Wudang Mountain. He is really the most powerful person in the world."
Hsu Fengnian was stunned.
Then Jiang Ni heard the master of leaning against the wall murmuring, "Clean up the family."
Jiang Ni looked up at the Milky Way hanging in the sky. After going to Guangling Road with her uncle, she had always heard the people there call it the "Guangling River in the sky."
Hsu Fengnian followed her to look at the river in the sky, murmuring, "I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of mountains in Nanjiang. I heard that the snow in Liaodong is heavier than in the northwest. I heard that there is a Butterfly Spring in Nanzhao. Countless colorful butterflies are connected head to tail, hanging from the trees to the water..."
Jiang Ni listened to his murmuring and said softly, "Those places that make you yearn for, will you go to see them in the future?"
Hsu Fengnian narrowed his eyes. "Of course."
Jiang Ni withdrew her gaze. "Tomorrow I want to go to the Purple Void Temple on the top of the mountain to burn incense."
Hsu Fengnian wondered, "Pray for blessings and make a wish? Or ask for a lot from someone? "
Jiang Ni said unhappily, "It's none of your business."
Hsu Fengnian dismissed it with a laugh. "If I remember correctly, tomorrow there will be Wudang Taoist Master Chen Yao personally interpreting the lot. No matter how late you sleep in, I can have the old Taoist immediately interpret the lot for you. Who told me to be Wudang Mountain's Heavenly Great Pilgrim? How could they dare to neglect me?"
Jiang Ni was about to mock him when Hsu Fengnian spoke first. "That year, Đồng Thái gave me twelve pocket flying swords. Later, in those deadly battles with Han Shengxuan, Wang Xianzhi, and Tuoba, many of them were destroyed and could no longer be assembled into a set. Later on, I had the Mohist master craftsmen at the back of Mount Qingliang forge a new set of nine swords, each of which is compatible with my different sword intents. The names of the nine flying swords are Fengdu, Yi Shen, Yi Yu, Shujing, Lao Jiao, Mei Zu, Qiao Qu, Wild Fox, and Yang Zhi. How about it, doesn't it sound very interesting?"
Jiang Ni bluntly said, "Sour, really sour!"
Hsu Fengnian laughed loudly. After he restrained his smile, he reminded him softly, "That's right, when you burn incense tomorrow, there are some trivial matters that I have to tell you first, so that you won't be a headless fly running around randomly. You don't need a lot of incense. You can't just buy a bunch to show your sincerity. Three sticks of incense are enough. Moreover, the copper coins for the incense must be paid by the person making the wish and cannot be borrowed. In Wudang, there is a difference between burning incense in the temple and burning incense in the altar. The former pays particular attention to the fact that the incense does not exceed an inch, and the latter is best with sandalwood incense. Real pilgrims bring their own incense, unlike you who are cramming at the last minute. Oh, wrong, cramming at the feet of Zhenwu the Great Emperor. That seems even more wrong … After entering the Taoist temple, men on the left and women on the right. No matter if it is the stairs or the threshold, do not walk in the middle. When you make a wish, do not casually promise to provide for them in the future. This is the same principle in Taoist temples and temples. Whether it is a Bodhisattva or a True Immortal, they do not lack your incense. Also, burning incense in Wudang is said to be the most effective way to pray for peace and prosperity. Remember not to make a wish that is too big. In the future, if your wish comes true, don't forget to fulfill it … "
Listening to Xu Fengnian's tireless nagging, Jiang Ni's state of mind was peaceful, and there was even some warmth in his heart that made people feel warm.
However, Hsu Fengnian did not let Jiang Ni down. His last sentence revealed his true colors of a fox. "The most important thing is that it is also possible to make a wish on Wudang Mountain to give birth to a child early!"
Jiang Ni took a deep breath.
She thought of the Great Geng Horn Under the Moon Swearing to Kill Post.
At the end, Jiang Ni swore to kill Hsu Fengnian.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the scenery of her chest trembling when she breathed and said with a smile, "Little clay figurine, a scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at with new eyes."
Jiang Ni sneered.
She was no longer the little clay figurine who always lost in bickering in the past. Now, she had a bit of the style of His Majesty the Emperor of West Chu.
The next day, the sky was slightly bright. When the melodious morning bell of Wudang Mountain sounded at the same time.
On the square outside of Wudang Mountain's main peak, Big Lotus Peak, stood hundreds of Wudang Taoist priests of various generations. Not only that, there were hundreds of pilgrims who either stayed here last night or climbed the mountain in the dark. Together, they practiced the fist technique that was said to be found by the previous chief Hong Xixiang from ancient books. It was round and smooth, fair and peaceful.
There were three people leading the fist technique. The current chief of Wudang, Li Yufu, and his disciple, Yu Fu.
There was also the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, who wore a green robe and a jade pendant.
A cool breeze blew gently.
It was natural.
The mountain was full of fog, immortal air, chivalrous air, and spiritual air.
Jiang Ni, who had originally vowed to burn incense alone, secretly stood at the back of the square. She stood on her tiptoes and looked at the slender figure. Hearing the shameless whispers of many female pilgrims, she smiled and two dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks.
After Jiang Ni finished practicing with Hsu Fengnian, she openly walked through the crowd. Under the eyes of everyone, especially those women, she blushed slightly and took his hand.
He said last night that his martial arts practice began at Wudang Mountain. Then his Jianghu should also end at Wudang Mountain.
Between the beginning and the end, and even after the beginning, there would be her.
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