Jiang Ni's trip back and forth on the sword undoubtedly gave Feng Zongxi and the others a way out. After witnessing the sword style of the young Banished Immortal, they no longer had the mood to exchange pointers. Feng Zongxi admitted that if they fought in pairs, he would definitely lose to Chen Tianyuan, the rising star of Jianghu. If he joined forces with Lu Jiejun, it would only become a joke. The two of them had lived for more than ninety years. How could they join forces to bully a young junior who had not even reached thirty years of age? If they lost, they would lose their integrity. If they won, it would be dishonorable. It was not worth it.
Even the Snow House Spear Sage Li Honghou, who had already announced the name of the Great Snow Cone, hesitated for a moment. After glancing at Hsu Fengnian, he put away the famous spear that was as famous as Wang Xiu's "Cha Na" and Chen Zhibao's "Plum Wine".
This grandmaster who was regarded as extremely powerful in Jianghu of the Central Plains was originally known for his violent character. However, compared to Feng Zongxi and Lu Jiejun, these two "friends" who were more timid the older they got in Jianghu, Li Honghou had an inexplicable intuition. He was actually not afraid of Chen Tianyuan, who was unparalleled in Jianghu. On the contrary, he was more interested in the Young Master with the Saber who had an average reputation.
After entering the Mysterious Finger Realm, one's heart would be connected. One would be able to predict the future.
As for Li Honghou, he was a pure martial artist with a body of Vajra. His Mysterious Finger Realm was solid and steady. He took one step at a time. He was the same as the Beiliang sword grandmaster Mi Fengjie, who was not well-known in Jianghu. He was far better at predicting the enemy's moves than the Taoist immortals.
Chen Tianyuan saw that the Snow House Spear Sage did not have the intention to fight to the death, so he sat back down. His mind was more focused on the woman who was riding the sword. He asked doubtfully, "When did Mount Wudang have a female sword immortal who lived in seclusion?"
Of course, Hsu Fengnian wouldn't answer this question. There was no need for him to talk too much with a mere acquaintance. Admiring this young Banished Immortal was one thing, and dealing with him was another. Hsu Fengnian put away the money pouch, picked up a pot of Green Ant Wine, and threw a look at Fan Xiaochai. The latter quietly took out a piece of silver and placed it on the table, ready to follow Hsu Fengnian up the mountain. The two of them walked towards the two mounts together. Because they were the superior Beiliang warhorses from the Qianli Ranch, they did not need to be tied up, nor would they get lost, let alone be ridden by strangers. Chen Tianyuan hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to say that they should go together, Fan Xiaochai turned his head and shot him a cold glance. The young swordsman, who was confident that he could take on three legendary Jianghu figures alone, immediately felt a little discouraged. He sat where he was and drank a mouthful of Calming Spirit Soup, but it was tasteless.
Suddenly, someone riding a donkey leisurely came along the post road. Compared to the majestic and dense sound of horse hooves, the sound of the donkey's hooves was somewhat soft and comical.
Hsu Fengnian was stunned for a moment. He looked at the middle-aged man riding the donkey with a complicated expression.
Fan Xiaochai did not know the middle-aged man, but she guessed the identity of the swordsman from the clues on the young lord's face.
He rode a donkey, had a sword at his waist, and was able to make Hsu Fengnian stop and wait.
The only swordsman in the world.
Unexpectedly, when Chen Tianyuan saw the middle-aged swordsman, his expressionless face blossomed into a look of pleasant surprise. He suddenly stood up and strode forward, before Hsu Fengnian and Fan Xiaochai. He was extremely excited and said in a trembling voice, "Greetings, Master!"
The middle-aged man jumped off the donkey and said helplessly, "How many times have I told you, I am not your master, and I only have one disciple."
Chen Tianyuan smiled brightly and said, "Whether or not you recognize me as your disciple is your business. Whether or not I recognize you as my master is my business, Chen Tianyuan."
The middle-aged man said in a bad mood, "Fortunately, your swordsmanship can be considered a small success. Otherwise, with your stubborn temperament, you would have been beaten until your parents can't recognize you."
He led the donkey to Hsu Fengnian, sized him up, and asked curiously, "Isn't it just a Hong Jingyan? Why is he so miserable?"
Xu Fengnian said softly, "It's already lucky that he didn't die from Bodhisattva Tuoba's all-out punch. Later on, Chen Zhibao found me at Huaiyang Pass and we had a fight, which slightly delayed my cultivation of Qi. "
The middle-aged man suddenly understood and said, "Oh."
This time, it was the arrogant Chen Tianyuan's turn to be stunned. Hong Jingyan, Tuoba, and now Chen Zhibao?
Hsu Fengnian thought for a while and decided not to climb the mountain. He led the middle-aged man back to the tea stall and glanced at the sword at his waist. He asked with a smile, "The first time was outside Wu Wu City in the East Sea, the second time was in Dunhuang City in Beimang, and the last time was in Tai 'an City. I've seen you three times, but I've never seen you with a sword. What happened this time?"
Đồng Thái said seriously, "It's autumn, where can I get peach blossoms? Don't tell me there are still peach blossoms blooming in Beiliang?"
Hsu Fengnian sighed. Whether it was the Peach Blossom Sword Deity or the Banished Deity Chen Tianyuan, why did these swordsmen always like to tell such unfunny jokes?
Đồng Thái patted the sword at his waist and said with a smile, "This is a gift from my disciple to his master. What do you think?"
Hsu Fengnian glanced at the ordinary sword and could only say, "The gift is light, but the thought is heavy."
Đồng Thái shook his head and said, "It's twenty taels of silver. It's not light."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "The Tide-listening Pavilion actually has a few good swords. If you want a newly forged sword, I have some relations with the Youyan Mountain Villa. Right now, the Dragon Cliff Sword Furnace and the Water Dragon Chant Furnace are also forging swords …"
Đồng Thái waved his hand and interrupted Hsu Fengnian's good intentions. "What do I want those swords for?"
Hsu Fengnian said with a smile, "I know you definitely don't want them, but I still have to say these words."
Đồng Thái sneered and said, "You really are Xu Xiao's son. It's a pity that you take after Wu Su's appearance."
Hsu Fengnian was somewhat resentful. After sitting down, he asked, "Do you want to drink wine or tea?"
Đồng Thái could drink wine, but he didn't like it. As for tea, he found it even more boring. Since he had come to Beiliang, he did as the Romans did and ordered a pot of Green Ant Wine.
When Đồng Thái opened the seal, he glanced at Chen Tianyuan and asked casually, "What's with this appearance?"
Chen Tianyuan smiled and extended two fingers. He gently pulled off the flawless root-like skin, revealing an extremely handsome face. It was not inferior to West Chu's Song Yushu, nor to Beiliang's Yu Luan Dao.
Hsu Fengnian finally understood why this guy appreciated him after seeing him. It wasn't just because he was thick-skinned.
Hsu Fengnian asked, "There's a rumor in Jianghu that you taught him swordsmanship. I didn't believe it at first."
Đồng Thái said indifferently, "It can't be considered teaching swordsmanship. After Li Chungang borrowed my sword, I returned from Beimang and happened to see this person comprehending swordsmanship on a mountaintop in Nanzhao. I gave him a few pointers. Later, after returning from a visit to the Immortals in the East Sea, I came ashore from the Guanyin Sect in the South Sea and met him again."
Hsu Fengnian looked deeply at Chen Tianyuan and sighed, "No wonder."
No wonder Chen Tianyuan could make rapid progress on the path of the sword. Li Chungang didn't want to ascend. After his death, he carried the fate of the path of the sword and naturally scattered to the mortal world. Because the little mud man had the fate of the West Chu Dynasty, he couldn't inherit the fate of the Jianghu old man. Presumably, the lucky one was Chen Tianyuan, whom Đồng Thái found.
Therefore, Hsu Fengnian blurted out, "Chen Tianyuan, do you want to learn the Two-Sleeved Green Snake and the Sword Opening the Gate of Heaven?"
Chen Tianyuan frowned and shook his head. "Why should I learn it?"
Hsu Fengnian asked in a low voice, "You dare not learn it?!"
Chen Tianyuan retorted, "Why wouldn't I dare? So what if it's Li Chungang's famous supreme art? So what if you're Hsu Fengnian? "
Fan Xiaochai was somewhat puzzled. In his impression, although this young vassal king was shrewd, he wasn't some wanton, arrogant, and despotic person.
As for that banished immortal of the Taibai Sword Sect, no matter what he did, Fan Xiaochai wouldn't be surprised in the slightest.
But even after seeing Chen Tianyuan's "true self", Fan Xiaochai still didn't like him from the bottom of his heart. It could even be said that he hated him even more.
You don't need a reason to like me.
I don't like you for all kinds of reasons.
Love in the world has been bitter since ancient times.
Hsu Fengnian and Chen Tianyuan were at daggers drawn. The latter's sword intent surged like the rising sun, making the tables of people who had thought they would settle things peacefully feel as if they were facing a great enemy.
Chen Tianyuan said seriously, "I came to Beiliang to fight you."
Đồng Thái, who had always stayed out of the affairs of jianghu, spoke for the first time. "If you can't back down in a fight to the death, then draw your sword. Why draw your sword in a meaningless fight where you're sure to lose?"
Chen Tianyuan gripped the hilt of his sword, his expression cold. "He was the one who forced my hand first!"
Hsu Fengnian exhaled softly and said mockingly, "If you don't want to learn, then don't. I reckon someone like you won't be able to learn the old man's Two-Sleeved Green Snake even if you wanted to."
Chen Tianyuan sneered, "There's no sword move in the world that I, Chen Tianyuan, can't learn!"
Hsu Fengnian turned to Fan Xiaochai. "Don't you think this guy has a face that deserves a beating?"
Fan Xiaochai nodded.
But she added with great disrespect, "Just like a certain someone."
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