Wasn't it a joy to have a guest coming from afar?
Hsu Fengnian was very unhappy at this moment. He was even unable to suppress his anger.
Unlike his encounter with the eunuch in the small town in Youzhou, Hsu Fengnian was not angry at all during that dispute. He even regarded the eunuch as a gentleman.
However, this strange guest who climbed the stairs brought an inexplicable sense of irritation to Hsu Fengnian after he appeared at the foot of the mountain. At Hsu Fengnian's level, he could predict the future. Therefore, Hsu Fengnian was certain that the person who climbed the mountain was not someone who would provide timely help like Đồng Thái. The level of danger was very likely no less than Qi Jiajie's Ten Thousand Miles Sword that originated from the Dongyue Sword Pool. It could even be compared to Wang Xianzhi's death alone. However, Hsu Fengnian was mentally prepared for Wang Xianzhi and Qi Jiajie's appearance. One of them was doing it for her own martial arts, while the other was doing it for the emperor. Hsu Fengnian could understand their loyalty to the emperor.
But at this time, the old man, who was becoming clearer and clearer in his field of vision, was like an unexpected disaster that he could not avoid. How could Xu Fengnian, who had originally planned to go to Jiebei City tomorrow morning, not be angry?
It was like a person sunbathing in front of his house. He was clearly not in anyone's way, but a passerby inexplicably threw a bucket of feces and urine at him.
The Peach Blossom Sword Deity, who clearly sensed Hsu Fengnian's disturbed state of mind, frowned and said, "Are you planning to surrender without a fight?"
Hsu Fengnian took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "It's good that you're angry. You can just beat him to death!"
Đồng Thái gently pressed the Tai-Ah Sword at his waist. Sword Qi instantly filled his sleeves and he said in a serious tone, "That person can't be underestimated. Even after Cao Changqing switched to the Way of Tyranny, he's just like that! If you still want to fight the enemy with such a state of mind, then go away! "
Hsu Fengnian's face was livid. He closed his eyes and pressed his palm against the cold blade's hilt. His fluctuating mood finally calmed down.
There were more than a hundred stone steps between them, and the two parties were about to meet.
The monk stopped in his tracks and rubbed the head of the young Gou Youfang. He asked with a smile, "Is that uncle the benefactor who gave you the white wooden sword box?"
The young man widened his eyes and looked over. As expected, it was that uncle whom he had met once before standing at the top of the stairs. However, the uncle who was eating wontons in the Martial Thearch City was sloppy and sloppy, and he didn't have a sword. He didn't have the demeanor of an expert.
The old Confucian scholar, who exuded a decaying aura from his body to his aura, patted the young man's head and said softly, "Go say hello."
The youth with the bamboo box on his back smiled when he heard this. Then, he walked up the stairs with light footsteps.
Đồng Thái was at the top of the steps. The young Gou Youfang ran toward him, while the old Confucian stood still.
Right at this moment, the old Confucian shouted three times in succession, "Đồng Thái! Tai-Ah Sword! The Wu Family Sword Tomb! "
His mouth contained the heavenly law, and his words were followed by the law.
At the same time, Đồng Thái's figure flashed and disappeared. Only ripples were left in the place where he stood.
Hsu Fengnian's sleeves were fluttering in the wind.
The young man who watched his benefactor disappear was stunned on the spot. He didn't know when the old Confucian scholar came to his side and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you thank him later. Youfang, you can walk around after you reach the top. There is a house in the Purple Void Temple where Ancestor Lu's sword was hung for hundreds of years. You can go there and pay your respects."
"Oh," the excited young man replied. He continued to move forward cautiously, brushing past the young man with the saber. Then, he trotted away.
The old Confucian scholar stood still and looked up at the young King, "Why are you still hesitating when facing a strong enemy? Did your Beiliang Frontier Army also cower when you met the Beimang cavalry outside the Liangzhou Pass? The Beiliang cavalry is the best in the world. It can't be that your Xu family is bragging about it, right? "
Xu Fengnian did not make a sound. The Qi in his body did not fall, and in an instant, it circulated 800 li.
The old Confucian scholar's sarcastic provocation didn't disturb Hsu Fengnian's state of mind.
It's not that Hsu Fengnian deliberately put on a defensive posture. It's just that he couldn't capture the old Confucian scholar's existence at all. It's impossible to stand still between heaven and earth.
The reason why the female zither player, Xue Songguan, could kill people even though she was blind was that she had the wonderful Mysterious Finger Technique. She could sense the slightest ripple without looking at it with her eyes. The wind chimes seemed to be quiet under the eaves when there was no wind, but she could clearly feel them shaking. There was once a Scholarly Sage who described this realm and called it "exerting force in the heart's marrow". Hsu Fengnian had fought with the three great grandmasters, Hong Jingyan, Tuoba, and Chen Zhibao. Although his Celestial Being body was damaged and far from the peak, his realm didn't fall. In today's world, he was still second only to Đồng Thái and Xue Songguan in the depth of the Mysterious Finger Realm.
Because of this, Hsu Fengnian didn't move. He still held the hilt of his sword and didn't draw it.
The hunchbacked old man smiled and said, "If you're waiting for Đồng Thái, I advise you to forget about it. This Peach Blossom Sword God is now on the Sword Mountain of the Wu family's sword tomb … Hmm? He immediately rode his sword to the west. It would take him about six hours to reach Mount Wudang. There's no other way. Deng Tai is now at the peak.
Ah Jian's killing technique can be said to be the best for a thousand years. I don't dare to take it lightly. "
Hsu Fengnian asked, "You want to waste my fate?"
The old Confucian shook his head and said, "You're only half right."
Hsu Fengnian's face was gloomy.
The old man said, "I still want to find Li Yufu, the Wudang leader."
Hsu Fengnian seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly took the cold sword from his waist and stood with both hands on the sword. "As you wish. I can't find you, but it doesn't mean that no one can!"
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh? Then I'll wait and see. "
In the main peak of Mount Wudang, in the Purple Void Temple of the Great Lotus Peak, the statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor that had enjoyed the incense of the mortal world for a thousand years was covered in dust!
The statue, which was originally a dead object, seemed to have come alive. It stepped on the throne and the main hall rumbled.
The young man, Gou Youfang, had just walked to the square outside the Purple Void Temple. Then, he was stunned. A majestic statue that was three feet tall rushed out of the Taoist temple as fast as thunder. Every step had the power of a thunderbolt. Then, it ran past him. It looked like it was going to go down the mountain.
The young man blinked his eyes. He couldn't come back to his senses.
Gou Youfang raised his hand and gave himself a hard slap. It really hurt.
On the stone steps, the old man clicked his tongue and said, "Interesting."
A series of thunder resounded through Mount Wudang.
Behind Hsu Fengnian, a statue of Zhenwu covered in purple and gold jumped up high. It held a huge peach wood sword and slashed at the old Confucian at the bottom of the steps.
The old man who was dressed neatly put his hands on his abdomen and said calmly, "A gentleman doesn't talk about strange forces!"
The golden-armored Zhenwu statue's sword slashed down with an imposing aura.
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