(Chapter 2)
With a calm and collected face, Xu Fengnian left the city together with the old God of Swords to visit the tombs. The accompanying green bird brought along Zhichang City's most famous angelica wine. Li Chungang mocked, "How can such a soft-hearted person accomplish such a dog-fart important matter? There are so many pitiful people under the heavens. Do you have three heads and six arms or what? Can you take care of them all? "
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said, "I already don't like the Xuanyuan family, which is one of the top three families in the martial world. Now that I finally have something to use against them, if I don't go to the Bull Gang and cause a ruckus, I'll be sorry for being chased out by Xuanyuan Qingfeng. Doesn't the Xuanyuan family see siblings as food on the plate? Heh, I'll make the meat in my mouth fall into my own plate. If he's not convinced, he can make a move. When the time comes, it's no big deal for the old senior to open the gates of heaven again. "
The old God of Swords glanced at him and said, "Can you stop scheming against This Old Man all the time? Now that you don't have Jiang Ni to support you, if you really annoy This Old Man, he'll open the gates of heaven with his sword. "
Hsu Fengnian changed the topic and asked, "What kind of person is that old Xuanyuan guy? I heard that if this pervert doesn't have a woman for a day, his eyes will turn red, his cheeks will become red like fire, and his skin will crack and his tendons will twitch. It sounds like he's possessed by the devil. "
The old man with the sheepskin fur coat thought for a moment and said with a crooked mouth, "What else can he be like?"
Hsu Fengnian said helplessly, "Tell me in detail. We're about to go to Mount Hui to cause trouble, so we have to know ourselves and the enemy. If we go down the mountain with great fanfare and end up rolling down the mountain with our tails between our legs, that woman Xuanyuan Qingfeng will laugh her head off. "
Li Chungang had an impatient expression and said lightly, "This old man can probably be considered half a martial genius, but he can't compare to Wang Xianzhi."
Hsu Fengnian whispered, "Nonsense, if he's the same as Wang Xianzhi, why would I go to the Bull Gang?"
The old God of Swords kicked His Royal Highness's butt and turned around to ask Blue Bird for angelica wine to quench his thirst. In the end, he was met with a cold look. He sighed and said, "Brat, you only care about showing off in front of the siblings, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! ............. if............ if....... Gu............. and............................... It sounded like he had been lustful and disrespectful all these years, but it was not that simple. This fellow had been proficient in Buddhism since a long time ago. In addition, his inner strength was already profound when he was in the prime of his life. He used the Yin Cauldron to supplement the Yang Cauldron to adjust the heart obstacle. Once he succeeded, he would have achieved immortality and his cultivation would be comparable to the Great Zhenren of Taoism. It's up to you whether you want to go to Mount Huishan. "
Hsu Fengnian rubbed his chin and thought about it seriously.
The old God of Swords asked softly, "Which one do you like between the siblings?"
Hsu Fengnian's mouth twitched, "Old senior, you're wrong."
The old God of Swords said, "Indeed, with that guy who borrowed your Spring Thunder Embroidered Winter Double Blades, I'm afraid Murong Tonghuang won't catch your eye. Then when do you make a move on that white fox face? The later it is, the more you can't beat him. You won't even have the chance to force yourself on him. Actually, This Old Man can teach you a simple method. You just have to think of yourself as a woman. That white fox face is a man. Anyway, he's the most beautiful woman in the world. You won't lose out. "
Hsu Fengnian felt his hair stand on end and goosebumps appeared all over his body. He was full of grief and indignation.
Li Chungang said disdainfully, "What? You want to fight with This Old Man?"
Hsu Fengnian immediately flattered, "How can I? I'm still waiting for old senior's sword to go against the flow of the Six Layered Waterfall and flood that Bull Mound."
Li Chungang said disdainfully, "Virtue!"
After leaving Zhi Zhang City, they walked for two hours before they finally found a lonely grave. Weeds grew crazily in the three-foot long grave. Hsu Fengnian squatted down and pulled out the weeds that wrapped around the tombstone. He looked at the tombstone that was less than three feet tall and remained silent. After more than twenty years of cold wind and rain, the writing was already mottled and unclear. He could only vaguely see the fragmented sentences, "The sun rises from the East Sea, the earth's qi surges boundlessly; the sun sets in Kunlun, the vault of heaven returns to rest", "Spring and autumn return to spring and autumn, the sound of horse's hooves breaking the sound of reading books", "I will encompass the universe, the vastness is the same as Qing Ming". The old God of Swords had nothing to do, so he squatted down and squinted at the broken text on the tombstone, clicking his tongue in wonder. Hsu Fengnian took the wine from Blue Bird and slowly sprinkled it in front of the grave. The grave was at the top of the mountain. After offering a pot of wine, Hsu Fengnian sat on the ground and looked at the fields in the distance. He muttered to himself, "I've always been good at writing, so I can only spend money to buy some poems from the scholars of Beiliang. Second sister was right, most of the poems I bought were just to express my worries. When read out loud, it's like a resentful woman crying for love. It's unbearable to the ear. But why can't the one in the grave live a few more years and write a few more sentences, 'Fifty years of great work, told to the mountain ghosts'? "
The old God of Swords sat cross-legged and took off his boots. He picked his toes with his fingers and brought them to his nose for a sniff. He chuckled and said, "If he's dead, he's dead. The one in the grave is not bad. There are still people coming to visit his grave. Like this Old Man, who would bring wine to the grave after his death and sweep the grave and pull out weeds? "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "That's true."
The old man rubbed the soles of his feet and turned his head to ask, "Young Xu, do you think you're pitiful?"
Hsu Fengnian laughed involuntarily and said, "Me? I'm the motherf * cking Heir of Beiliang. Didn't someone from the previous dynasty say that I'll be the food of a cauldron when I'm alive and be cooked in a cauldron when I'm dead? I was born with mountains of gold and silver and didn't have to worry about food and clothing. There aren't many people in the world who care about food and clothing more than I do. Now that I even have hereditary inheritance, I still f * cking feel pitiful. I'd rather hang myself with my hair or suffocate myself to death with a woman's breasts. That's why I only feel pity for the descendants of a fallen country and the Jianghu assassins who went to Beiliang Palace to seek death. I don't think they're hateful. Since I'm Xu Xiao's son, I should have this awareness. There's no such thing as enjoying life without suffering the cold or hunger. I still had some resentment before I left with Old Huang, but it's gone now. "
The old God of Swords laughed and said, "You're quite open-minded."
Hsu Fengnian said self-deprecatingly, "Actually, I'm also worried."
Li Chungang smiled and asked, "What are you worried about?"
Hsu Fengnian pulled up a weed and flicked the dirt off its roots. He put it in his mouth and chewed carefully. He said, "I'm just worried about not being able to learn the Two-sleeved Green Snake."
The old God of Swords said heroically, "This Old Man's supreme art isn't something that can be learned so easily."
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "Actually, I know that Senior's 216 Green Snakes are like forging iron, making the Big Yellow Court in my body more stable. As for how much of the Two-sleeved Green Snake's essence I can learn, it's all up to fate, right? "
Li Chungang narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "You're indeed not stupid. To put it bluntly, the Two-sleeved Green Snake's sword moves are already extremely complicated, almost untraceable. Even if you wanted to learn it, you wouldn't know where to start. As for the Sword Opening the Gate of Heaven, it's purely sword intent, so you won't be able to learn it. "
Hsu Fengnian sighed bitterly while Blue Bird smiled behind him.
The old God of Swords also picked up a weed and chewed it. He spat it out and said, "Next, This Old Man will have to trouble you a little to feed you moves. Kid, don't bite off more than you can chew. First, you'll have to work on those twenty moves that you've pieced together. Actually, This Old Man's punches and kicks are enough to deal with Wang Mingyin. "
Without waiting for Hsu Fengnian to speak, the old God of Swords wiped his face and said, "If Little Jiang was here, she would definitely say that This Old Man doesn't even have a draft for bragging."
Hsu Fengnian chuckled.
He thought about which corner Miss Hehe was hiding in, waiting to make a move.
The three of them went down the mountain and walked on the path in the field.
"Kid Xu, you really don't have any thoughts about that beauty called Murong Tonghuang?"
"…"
"This kind of Twin Lotus Flower on One Stock is hard to distinguish between male and female. It can be called an immortal item. Even with This Old Man's outstanding eyesight, it's a once in a century chance. Are you really not tempted? "
"…"
"You can be tempted! This Old Man can turn a blind eye to your beastly behavior this time. "
"…"
"Just think that Murong Tonghuang is a woman. When the lights are dark at night, can you tell who is Murong Wuzhu and who is Murong Tonghuang? Can you tell who is male and who is female?"
"…"
"Kid, why don't you fart."
"Old Senior, I can't beat you in a fight now!"
"What? Little brat, don't think that This Old Man will feed you moves. In the future, I'll still use the Two-sleeved Green Snake to take care of you. "
"Don't!"
"Then, do you want to eat this pair of Twin Lotus Flowers on One Stock?"
"Get lost."
"Kid, you've been holding it in for more than a year, haven't you?"
"Get lost!"
"How can the word 'miserable' be enough to describe it! There are so many peerless beauties in front of you, but you can't even eat a single one of them. Miserable, miserable. "
"Old Senior, can I get lost?
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Blue Bird walked behind. Listening to His Royal Highness and the old God of Swords bickering, she smiled like a lotus flower in clear water.
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