If Xuanyuan Jingxuan was said to be an unsheathed sword, then Xuanyuan Jingjing was a blunt saber. Although it was not as sharp, it was more useful to the clan. Xuanyuan Jingxuan's temperament was not suited to dealing with people. That eldest di grandson of his, who was always elusive, only knew how to study, so many heavy responsibilities naturally fell on Xuanyuan Jingjing's shoulders. He welcomed guests from all over the world and was adept at nurturing soldiers. The second branch's position had risen over the years, becoming more and more stable. Out of ten guest officials, Xuanyuan Jingxuan was in charge of two hundred cavalry. When the heroes of the nearby provinces mentioned him, they would all raise their thumbs and praise him for being a timely rain from Jiangdong. There was once a beautiful servant who made fun of a lame martial artist who came up the mountain out of admiration. The latter descended the mountain in shame and indignation. When Xuanyuan Jingxuan heard this, he immediately cut off the head of his favored servant and carried it down the mountain to beg for forgiveness. At that time, this martial artist was just a nobody in Jianghu, but now he was a guest official of Mount Hui. The generation with the surname 'Jing' was divided into three branches, and the distribution of resources was always going to be uneven, so there was no such thing as keeping pace. The eldest di grandson, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, was already recognized as a withered tree with sparse branches and leaves, without any shade to speak of. Xuanyuan Jingxuan was too domineering, even daring to say that he would eat dumplings and eat sisters-in-law. Coupled with his self-confidence in his Grandmaster Realm, it was hard to avoid suspicion that he was a thousand miles away from others. Did Xuanyuan Jingjing have any thoughts of moving into Yuniu Town in the future? Now that he was riding a tiger, it was hard to get off. He himself did not want to, but with everyone propping him up on the bonfire, it seemed that he had no choice but to fight for it. In the family, there were only free and unfettered dogs, but no free and unfettered people. His eldest brother, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, had already given him the desolate fate of not fighting for it.
Xuanyuan Jingxuan's appearance was dignified, and when he was young, he was known as an elegant young master of Jiangdong. However, his temperament was honest and honest, and his sharpness was restrained, so it was very easy for people to feel close to him. At this moment, Xuanyuan Jingxuan had a headache as he faced off against those uninvited Beiliang barbarians, but he wasn't afraid. He had more than a hundred archers by his side, and their arm strength was undoubtedly much better than that of ordinary soldiers. A volley of arrows rained down like water. What's more, the guests of Mount Huishan had heard that it was Ren Tu's son who had ascended the mountain. They were united against a common enemy. Even those from Third Brother's side had rushed over after hearing the news. In Xuanyuan Jingzong's opinion, if the other side did not have the support of the old Divine Swordsman Li Chungang, it would be like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. Li Chungang was single-handedly wielding a spear and riding a horse. No matter how old he was, how could the thirty guests not be able to surround him? However, there were many things in this world that could not be explained by ordinary reasoning. In a chess game that he was certain to win, Xuanyuan Jingxuan did not dare to be too presumptuous. If he really got carried away and accidentally slaughtered that Beiliang heir, what good would that do for Mount Hui?
Xuanyuan Jingxuan gazed at His Royal Highness under the Yi Sect. There was a great disparity in numbers between the two sides. Since victory was already in his grasp, he only needed to control the strength of his blows. Xuanyuan Jingxuan's thoughts drifted. He was confident that his martial arts talent was not inferior to his younger brother's, but these past few years, his father, Xuanyuan Jingxuan, had devoted most of his time to the sword. Most of the year, he was either in seclusion or exploring secluded places in search of otherworldly experts to sharpen his swordsmanship. Xuanyuan Jingxuan poured his heart and soul into managing an aristocratic family, so it was inevitable that his martial arts cultivation would be delayed. In his youth, his eldest brother, Xuanyuan Jingxuan, had not touched martial arts other than a few techniques to strengthen his body. Xuanyuan Jingxuan and Xuanyuan Jingxuan were equally matched when it came to martial arts. After reaching the age of thirty, Xuanyuan Jingxuan had even surpassed him. After reaching the No Doubts State, he had to worry about the trivial matters of the family, and it was only then that his third brother, Xuanyuan Jingxuan, gradually began to leave. How could Xuanyuan Jingxuan not hate his eldest brother? If it wasn't for the fact that Xuanyuan Jingcheng was unwilling to learn martial arts and take up the heavy responsibility … Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Jingcheng couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart. Ten years ago, he was still secretly grateful to Big Brother Ling for not fighting for power. It was only later that he realized that the glamorous position that seemed to be in his hands was neither enticing nor reliable.
The guests on the Bull Mound were divided into three distinct groups. Those who had clearly joined Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Jingxuan's camps were split into two groups. The rest were still undecided. The situation of who the next family head would fall into was still unclear. This group of jianghu bigwigs clearly decided that they wouldn't act unless they saw a rabbit. Birds of a feather flock together. The guests of Mount Hui beside Xuanyuan Jingcheng all had relatively gentle personalities. They all had good reputations in jianghu. They belonged to the type of heroes who eliminated evil and eliminated evil. Each of them was awe-inspiring righteous. When they saw His Royal Highness and his group walking up the mountain, they all showed expressions of righteous indignation. On the other hand, Xuanyuan Jingxuan's group was the complete opposite. Most of them were fugitives who had fled into the mountains in search of protection, and they were all infamous for their ferocity. Among them, there were a few bandits who were among the best in the southeastern region of the dynasty, and there was also a notorious flower picker. The last group was both good and evil. They didn't adhere to morals. They were called the Martial Loose Men by the orthodox people in the imperial court who had a good impression of jianghu. These people usually didn't do great evil. When they felt like it, they would do some good deeds. Over time, they had accumulated some reputation.
At this time, the two guests' gazes met and then immediately looked away, as if they were disgusted. Xuanyuan Jingxuan inwardly smiled. This was the result of his deliberate management. The number of guests in Mount Hui was astonishing, and most of them were quite strong. Even those who were mediocre in martial arts had some strange skills. However, Mount Hui spent a lot of money to give these guests a comfortable and luxurious life. If they wanted women, they gave them women. If they wanted secret manuals, they gave them secret manuals. But the important figures of Mount Hui had a clear account book in their bellies.
There were only seven or eight people who really caught the eye of Bull Dagang. Among these people, the chief guest Huang Fangfo and the second guest Hong Yuu were the most worthy to be accepted. Hong Yuu was the lame son of a nameless soldier. This person didn't disappoint Xuanyuan Jingxuan's expectations. In Mount Hui blessed land, where geniuses were everywhere, his martial arts talent didn't lose to Xuanyuan Jingxuan's. His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Because of Hong Yuu's heroic character and heroic spirit, he was the most popular among the guests. Not only that, Hong Yuu was also proficient in the art of war. After he was given the power to command the cavalry, he helped the entire second branch, which allowed the second branch to suppress the third branch. He could be said to be Xuanyuan Jingxuan's lucky general.
The chief guest of Mount Hui, Huang Fangfo, was the number one martial artist in Jianghu. He was close to the realm of grandmaster. When he encountered a big bottleneck in martial arts, he came to Mount Hui just to borrow secret manuals. Under normal circumstances, Bull Dagang wouldn't ask Huang Fangfo to do anything. After all, guests weren't like the lackeys of the family who came and went as they pleased. These experts mostly followed the rules of guests who stayed and left if they didn't. Moreover, the most difficult people to serve in the world were the literati and experts. The originally arrogant and domineering Mount Hui was cultivated under Xuanyuan Jingxuan. For more than ten years, they had been pursuing harmony and wealth. They didn't want to bully their customers. This unknowingly increased the status and arrogance of the guests, and their tempers became more and more crafty. How many people could be like Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who killed a concubine in order to win people's hearts? Huang Fangfo was also a very smart person. He was proficient in all kinds of martial arts. He had reached a higher level early and rarely met a worthy opponent in Jianghu. However, he was suppressed under the realm of grandmaster. He couldn't understand why. During this period, he risked his life to go to the Western Regions and Beimang. However, he still couldn't reach the realm that seemed to be within reach. Finally, on the Spring God Lake, he had a sword discussion with Xuanyuan Jingqi. They appreciated each other's talent and were invited to Mount Hui. Now, Huang Fangfo was the leader of the martial artists. He only treated Xuanyuan Jingxuan and Xuanyuan Jingxuan with respect, but didn't see each other with sincerity. Instead, he often drank wine and talked about history with the useless guy of the eldest branch.
A big clan that was committed to dominating Jianghu naturally had its own petty interests. However, it also had a grand plan to look at the entire Jianghu.
Huang Man'er walked to the open space in the middle of the square with his bare hands. Xuanyuan Jingqi had already received the news that this skinny young man had killed more than ten people on his way up the mountain. Their hands and feet were all torn apart while they were still alive. Xuanyuan Jingqi was the flag of Mount Hui when his ancestor and father weren't present. He lived like a prince in a high position. He cared about his face the most. He wanted to show His Royal Highness who was in his power. He coldly said, "Release the arrows."
The bowstring released an ear-piercing buzzing sound. The arrows flew like locusts towards the young man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
The First Grade Initial Realm of Vajra was derived from the teachings of Buddhism. It meant that the Buddha's body was immortal. The Vajra Dharma Body was known as the strongest body in the Three Realms. Immortal Lu Dongxuan once wrote a crooked poem, "Having obtained the Three Pure Immortality Technique, having obtained the Vajra Dharma Body." He said that this poem was crooked because it mixed up Buddhism and Taoism. However, the younger generation didn't dare to look down on it. Thus, the Vajra Realm was seen as the Minor Immortality Realm in Taoism. It was to show the difference between Great Immortality and Great Immortality. Most of the precelestial cultivators who reached the Vajra Realm used the energy in their body to borrow the power of the Immovable Kunlun. They were invulnerable to weapons and axes. Below Celestial Phenomenon, the Vajra Finger and Xuan Finger were the same. Li Chungang said that there were as many Vajra Realm experts as there were hairs on a cow. He really overestimated the current Jianghu. It was because of His Royal Highness that ordinary people wouldn't be able to see a Vajra Realm expert show off their skills. They wouldn't even be able to see a Master Realm expert who was only a step away from the First Grade Realm.
The arrow drew an arc in the air and went straight for Huang Man'er. A martial artist who was proficient in archery would be much more accurate and powerful than an ordinary archer.
Xuanyuan Jingyi squinted his eyes and waited quietly. The young man couldn't dodge in time and was shot like a porcupine.
Hong Piao was born with a short stature. In terms of appearance, he wasn't very eye-catching. He was worlds apart from the head honcho Huang Fangfo. However, Hong Piao was bold and meticulous. He was a typical boorish man who could embroider. Seeing the rain of arrows flying towards him, he said worriedly, "Sir, I heard that Old Celestial Master Zhao secretly took in a disciple. It's the young prince of Beiliang. His martial arts foundation is extraordinary. Could it be this person? If he angered Beiliang Palace and Mount Longhu at the same time, wouldn't there be endless trouble? "
Xuanyuan Jingyi laughed softly, "You guessed that he's the young prince of Beiliang, but I don't know. Moreover, since he's Zhao Xituan's disciple, he should have some power. Otherwise, do you really think that the Great Bull Gang is like the taverns and teahouses at the foot of the mountain that you can come and go as you please? "
Eh?
Xuanyuan Jingyi and Hong Piao were both stunned.
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