The Gate of Heaven opened wide!
Vaguely, one could see the heavenly maidens scattering flowers. In a trance, one could hear the chanting of Sanskrit and the ringing of celestial bells.
Of course, it was to forcibly "recruit" the first ancestor of the Confucian school.
This kind of formation was like the Grand Kaiyi Sect of the world welcoming a distinguished guest.
At this critical moment, the old man still had the mood to turn around and smile at the young lord, "My old body has been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, I can't stand your torment!"
Then, the old man looked to the east and laughed, "You, the Peach Blossom Sword God, are too narrow-minded. As a junior in Jianghu, you don't know how to respect your elders. Do you really want to take revenge on the same night?"
Hsu Fengnian's face was solemn. Đồng Thái drove more than 200,000 flying swords of the Wu family to Beiliang. He even needed the swords to go before him. Compared to the time when Qi Jiaje escaped to the foot of the mountain, Đồng Thái needed to consume a lot of energy.
Even if Đồng Thái was regarded as the most powerful person in Jianghu, the most powerful person in the Finger Mysterious Realm, and the best swordsman in the past thousand years, Hsu Fengnian knew how difficult it was for Đồng Thái to drive the entire ancient swords of the Sword Tomb at the same time.
The more difficult it was, the greater the burden on Hsu Fengnian.
Especially the old man in front of him was so calm. How did it look like he was struggling before death?
The Saint of the Zhang family slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Hsu Fengnian again. He said calmly, "Young man, let me give you a sentence. Deep love will not live long, and extreme wisdom will hurt. You have both. It will be difficult for you to have a good ending. As a person, muddle through. It is rare to be confused, so you can relax. "
The flying swords that originated from the Sword Tomb were densely packed. There were almost no gaps. Wherever they passed, mountains appeared in the sky, blocking the moonlight.
Hsu Fengnian no longer concealed himself. His Qi circulated rapidly, and his Divine Will reached its peak in an instant. Using this as a guide, he was like a lone candle in an eternal night, attracting moths to the flame.
In the face of Hsu Fengnian's determination, the old man's eyes flashed with a touch of complex emotions. He no longer had the mood to ridicule the young king, nor did he look at the Gate of Heaven that was no different from a dragon's pool or a tiger's den for him. Instead, he turned around and looked down. The ground where his feet stood was cracked like a spider web.
After the old man raised his head, he turned his back to Hsu Fengnian and said indifferently, "It's said that a scholar knows everything in the world without going out. I've long heard about your battle with Wang Xianzhi. That woman surnamed Jiang tried to force Wang Xianzhi's hand away by opening the Heaven Gate with her sword, so how could she make me go to the Celestial Court? Besides … "
The old man, whose hair was fluttering in the wind, suddenly turned his head. His eyes were cold as he said in a serious tone, "Besides, Lu Dongxuan can pass through the Divine Gate and return. Can't I do the same? It's not that I can't, but I really don't want to! "
The old man turned his body and finally turned his back to the Gate of Heaven, facing the young man, "A tree will wither one day, and a man will run out of strength! Today, I'll let you know that even if you, Hsu Fengnian, have invincible cavalry, and even if you're a grandmaster of martial arts evaluation, there will be a time when you have no choice but to accept your fate! "
Hsu Fengnian laughed in the face of the strong wind, "Do you know that people in later generations have ridiculed you as' a person who knows what's impossible but still does it '?"
Hsu Fengnian continued, "Do you know that a Quasi-sage in the Confucian School whose status is only second to yours said, 'Even if there are thousands of people, I will go forward'?"
The old man said indifferently, "Those are good words, better than your words of a stray dog."
Hsu Fengnian and the Saint of the Zhang family looked at each other. "Although the heart may not be able to reach it, it can still make people yearn for it. When Xu Xiao was old, he told me in private that he didn't like all the scholars in the world. But when he remembered how many times in the early years, he saw scholars together in the palace, each in high spirits, the jade pendants on their waists jingling, he really envied them. It was so pleasant to the ears. "
Finally, the old man said, "Generally speaking, if things are not at peace, they will make a sound. Since that's the case, Hsu Fengnian, do you have any last words for this world? "
The talisman on the cold blade had disappeared. Hsu Fengnian hung the new cold blade of the Xu family's sixth generation. "Countless heroes have died in Beiliang. Every family has a white scarf. Most of them don't leave behind any last words, and they don't need mine."
The old man shook his head and said, "That's because you haven't really lost all hope."
Hsu Fengnian, who was indifferent, raised his palm as if he was grabbing something.
The Saint of the Zhang family snorted, "Đồng Thái's flying sword is not bad, but it must be able to reach Wudang Mountain!"
The old man also raised his arm and then pressed down, "Drop the sword for me!"
The first wave of flying swords that had already approached Beiliang and Youzhou were nailed into the ground like arrows at the end of their flight.
The extremely spectacular scene at the junction of Youzhou and Hezhou. The wind blew and the rain fell, and the flying swords drew an arc in the air and stabbed into the ground.
They fell on the mountains, the rivers, the fields, and the yellow sand.
It was like a heavy snow falling on all the places where there was no one.
The young man who had been leading the flying swords to the cold had a trace of scarlet blood between his eyebrows.
However, the place where the sword fell was getting closer and closer to Wudang Mountain. A wave of slanted flying swords was less than a hundred miles away from the big Lotus Peak.
And the young King's ears, nose, and mouth also began to bleed.
After the Saint of the Zhang family pressed down with his palm, his originally motionless body slid back a step, and he was one step closer to the Gate of Heaven.
When a wave of more than a thousand flying swords landed on the green bamboo peak to the right of the big Lotus Peak.
The young man's eyes began to bleed.
His face was already covered in blood.
When a flying sword landed in the deep stream outside the big Lotus Peak.
Hsu Fengnian's face was already blurred.
But that unknown rusty ancient sword was already the last of the two hundred thousand flying swords in the Wu family's sword tomb.
But that Saint of the Zhang family, even if he seemed to have his back against the Gate of Heaven, his feet were still standing outside the threshold.
The difference of one step was like the difference between heaven and earth.
In the human world of the Heavenly Court.
The old man lowered his head and looked at the three-foot sword called Armor of Snow, and gently pressed down with his free left hand.
The young man whose face was covered in blood slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.
The old man, who was clearly not looking at the young vassal king, seemed to be able to see through the mysteries of heaven. "I know that you still have one last sword, but no matter how much you calculated, you would never have thought that in the entire Northern Liang Path's four provinces, you would be able to borrow that sword no matter where you went. Only on Wudang Mountain, you would not be able to do it. After all, Wudang Mountain is a peaceful place for Taoists, and since ancient times it has been the ancestral court of Taoism in the north. From the Great Qin Dynasty to the Great Feng Dynasty, and now to Liyang, this place has almost never been affected by the flames of war, so the connection between you and the Xu family is the weakest. If it was outside the Liangzhou Pass, at the mouth of the gourd in Youzhou, not to mention that I couldn't stop you from borrowing Đồng Thái's last sword, I'm afraid that I would have already sent you to the Gate of Heaven. "
The old man slightly bent down and gently patted the sword's hilt. "You and that Tai-Ah sword are brothers in hardship."
A rainbow light like a comet in the sky, from the west to the east, crashed into the big Lotus Peak.
But it seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall.
It caused a burst of dazzling sparks, and was incomparably gorgeous.
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