Chen Tianyuan felt gratified. Women were indeed more loyal to him.
Hsu Fengnian ignored Fan Xiaochai's defiant words and glanced at Chen Tianyuan. "You're so ugly. You're far worse than Li Chungang."
Chen Tianyuan sneered. "You're the same."
Hsu Fengnian took a sip of wine and said proudly, "Who's the same as you? Do you have a legitimate wife, Chen Tianyuan?"
Chen Tianyuan looked at Fan Xiaochai, who was so close but seemed so far away. He looked at the young vassal king and felt a little depressed. For the first time in his life, he wanted to drink to drown his sorrows.
Đồng Thái poured some Green Ant Wine into his palm and turned around. The old donkey immediately came over and licked the wine.
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Why are you in Beiliang?"
Xu Fengnian did not think that a Wudang martial art discussion would be able to make this Peach Blossom Sword Deity, who was detached from worldly affairs, rush over after hearing the news.
Đồng Thái said calmly, "I don't care how Liyang and Beimang fight. I don't even care how Liang Mang fights to the death."
Hsu Fengnian waited for a long time, but Đồng Thái did not give an answer.
Đồng Thái finally realized that the young vassal king was waiting for him to speak. He clicked his tongue and said, "This Green Ant Wine … is really strong. Let me take a break."
Then Hsu Fengnian and Đồng Thái raised their heads at the same time, but they raised their heads in opposite directions.
In the direction of Escape Summer Town were Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool and Qi Xianxia of the Dragon Tiger Mountain.
At that time, the two grandmasters had secretly gone up the mountain together and temporarily stayed in the newly opened Qingshan Taoist temple of Wudang. They were not as eye-catching as many Jianghu bigwigs.
On the east side of the road, there was a carriage. The old coachman carried a long sword on his back instead of a sword at his waist.
Chai Qingshan and Qi Xianxia came together and were quickly recognized by Feng Zongxi and Lu Jiejun. Especially Feng Zongxi, who had visited the Dongyue Sword Pool many times and was familiar with the previous Sect Master, Song Nianqing. However, when facing Song Nianqing, Feng Zongxi, who was only 40 years old, naturally regarded himself as a junior. After Chai Qingshan entered the Dongyue Sword Pool from the Spring Snow Building's Head Guest Elder, Feng Zongxi was one of the first guests. He had to address Chai Qingshan as Mister and was extremely respectful towards this former number one expert in the southeast of Liyang. Lu Jiejun recognized Chai Qingshan because of the deep relationship between the Misty Peak and the Ministry of Justice. When Cao Changqing attacked Great Peace City, Lu Jiejun should have fought side by side with Chai Qingshan. It was only because of his closed-door training that he missed the soul-stirring event. However, Lu Jiejun had been spreading the word in the Jianghu that the Dongyue Sword Pool was superior to the Wu Family's Sword Tomb in terms of both its heritage and the way of the sword.
Therefore, when Chai Qingshan appeared, Feng Zongxi and Lu Jiejun quickly stood up with respectful expressions. Dou Changfeng and the other disciples of the Misty Peak did not dare to sit down, just like the officials of the local government meeting the Purple Emperor.
Chai Qingshan was not the kind of martial arts master who kept people at arm's length. In the face of Feng and Lu's eagerness, he greeted them politely and introduced Qi Xianxia, who was his friend despite their age difference.
Qi Xianxia's expression was warm and genial.
He was originally waiting at the foot of the mountain for Mr. White Lotus, who was also from the Dragon and Tiger Sect. He only came here with Chai Qingshan after sensing the dense sword aura.
At this moment, the four grandmasters of the martial arts evaluation included Hsu Fengnian and Đồng Thái.
The four grandmasters of the new martial arts evaluation also included Chen Tianyuan and Qi Xianxia.
At the same time, the masters of the Dongyue Sword Pool and the Wu Family's Sword Tomb had also arrived.
Chai Qingshan, Wu Jian.
The carriage stopped at the side of the road and Wu Jian got off slowly.
Đồng Thái, who had his back to the old man, snorted.
He was the Peach Blossom Sword God who appeared out of nowhere, but he did not like the Sword Tomb at all.
In the hundred years of Jianghu, only three people were able to walk out of the Wu Family's Sword Tomb. The first was Li Chungang who swaggered away with the Wooden Bull. Then, the previous generation's Sword Crown, Wu Su, broke off all ties with the Wu Family. Finally, Đồng Thái left with an invincible aura.
The old man sat on the bench next to Hsu Fengnian and said with a smile, "Little Tai 'e, how many years has it been since we last met?"
Đồng Thái lowered his head and drank with a straight face. He was unwilling to talk.
Hsu Fengnian looked at this elder from his mother's family. He wanted to say something but hesitated. He felt strange.
The old man stretched out his withered hand and patted the back of Hsu Fengnian's hand. Then, he smiled amiably at Đồng Thái and said, "We were born in different ancestral halls. Indeed, the Wu Family has wronged you first. When you left home, you said that you would never share the same grave. Do you really want to do that?"
Đồng Thái sneered and said, "What, does the Wu Family's Sword Tomb need an outsider with the surname Deng to hold up its face?"
The old man chuckled and said, "If you are willing to acknowledge your ancestors, that is also possible."
Đồng Thái was on the verge of swearing. Fortunately, he swallowed it back down and took a big gulp of wine.
The old man's eyes seemed to be in a trance. "At the peak of the Wu Family's Sword Mountain, there were once four swords: Wooden Bull, Tai 'e, Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, and Heart."
The old man took the wine bowl that Hsu Fengnian handed over. He lowered his head and took a sip. Then, he looked at Wudang Mountain and said, "Wooden Bull was taken away by Li Chungang. It is broken. Fortunately, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow that Little Su took away is still intact and has an heir. The Su Of Gojoseon sword was originally my sword. Later on, I borrowed the hands of Liu Ding to give it to that child, Cui Hua. Only the Ancient Sword Heart did not recognize an owner. Until today, it is still stuck at the peak of the Sword Mountain. "
Not only did Hsu Fengnian, Đồng Thái, and Chai Qingshan, the Sword Dao Grandmaster, even Lu Jiejun and Feng Zongxi heard the sound of a sword in the distance.
It was obvious that there was definitely a peerless sword hidden in a box nearby. Moreover, it was trembling non-stop.
Đồng Thái's expression was cold and indifferent.
The old man sighed and did not continue to persuade Đồng Thái.
Đồng Thái put down the wine pot and said, "Wu Su saved my life at the Sword Mountain. I have already repaid the debt by saving Hsu Fengnian's life at the Eastern Sea's Martial Emperor City. Wu Su imparted the Wu Clan's Sword Arts to me. I have also given the Twelve Flying Swords to Hsu Fengnian. We are even. "
The old man seemed to be a little tired. "Whatever you say. I just feel sorry for the Tai Ah Sword. Isn't it also an abandoned child?"
Đồng Thái finally raised his head and looked at the old man for the first time.
When he was still a child, he lived alone on the Sword Mountain that was as silent as hell. Only when he was hungry would he go down the mountain to look for food. Otherwise, he would stay in the Ten Thousand Sword Forest and let the dense sword qi invade his body. He would faint and wake up again and again. That kind of pain was deep.
It was bone-deep.
During those years, only two people climbed the Sword Mountain. Hsu Fengnian's mother, Wu Su, taught him the most basic Sword Arts in various ways.
The other person was the old man in front of him.
He once carried the unconscious youth to the top of the Sword Mountain and looked down at the Sword Mound.
It was only until the day he left the Sword Mound that Đồng Thái knew the identity of the strange old man.
The sword hummed loudly.
It was like a woman covering her mouth and sobbing non-stop. It was as if she was crying and complaining.
It almost pierced the eardrums.
Other than the old man, Hsu Fengnian, Đồng Thái and Chai Qingshan, even Chen Tianyuan, Qi Xianxia and Li Houzhong frowned. Feng Zongxi and Lu Jiejun circulated their Qi continuously to resist the soul-stirring shapeless sword qi. Dou Changfeng and the others covered their ears with all their might.
On the other hand, the owner of the tea stall was an ordinary person. He only felt that the sound was a little noisy, but he was not hurt at all.
The old man did not turn his head. He only pointed his finger in the direction of the carriage. "In more than thirty years, that sword flew out of the Sword Mountain on its own three times. The first time was when you left the Wu Family and it was forced to stay. The second time was when you went to the East Sea Martial Emperor City to challenge Wang Xianzhi. The third time was when you fought to the death with Tuoba in Beimang. In Great Peace City, when you fought with Hsu Fengnian, Cao Changqing and the other two, it did not leave the Sword Mound. It only wailed at the same place. It probably felt that its master would never be able to hold it in his hands in this lifetime. Since ancient times, all treasures that have been passed down have spirits. I believe that there are very few as pitiful as the Tai 'a sword. "
Hsu Fengnian suddenly said self-deprecatingly, "As one of the Four Great Grandmasters of martial arts, when I returned to my peak after Cao Changqing's death, Tuoba would not be able to advance any further. I thought that I was the closest to being the strongest in the world."
The old man looked at Hsu Fengnian and Đồng Thái. He laughed and said, "In any case, it's the same."
Đồng Thái sighed heavily.
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but tease, "Old Deng, aren't you being pretentious?"
The old man nodded in agreement and said, "Yes!"
Đồng Thái's expression was lonely.
The old man stopped joking and said in a low voice, "Don't forget, your ancestor Đồng Thái was one of the nine people of the Wu Family who defeated the cavalry of Beimang! He was also the person who controlled the sword formation! "
Đồng Thái took a deep breath and looked at Hsu Fengnian. "Outside the pass, to the north of Beimang City, give me ten thousand Beimang cavalry!"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Ten thousand is too little. Twenty thousand is too much."
The old man jerked his lips and said to himself, "As expected, he is the same as Xu Xiao."
Đồng Thái suddenly raised his arm.
A white streak of light flew over.
Đồng Thái held the Tai 'a sword.
Sword energy filled the world!
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