Hsu Fengnian used to be a pauper when he was practicing the knife. He ate and drank in the Golden Imperial Palace every day and even complained about being poor. He used the knife to move books as if he was moving mountains. Finally, his horizons were broadened. Although he heard from the white-haired Old Man that the flying sword beheading the head was a celestial's supernatural power, he only treated it as a legend. How could he expect to witness it with his own eyes? At this moment, His Royal Highness raised his head to look at the two groups of flying swords that filled the sky. Staring at this scene, his scalp exploded and his blood vessels expanded. He was dumbfounded and muttered to himself, "Oh my god, I can't reward this technical work."
The two guests who were lucky enough to escape looked at each other in shock. Xuanyuan Jingcheng who entered the realm of Confucian Saint through a side door had just been annihilated. How could there be another celestial sword? The old man who wore a tattered sheepskin coat and liked to pick his earwax was indeed the number one swordsman in the past, Li Chungang. However, after Deng Taia appeared in the world and roamed the pugilistic world, he would occasionally make a move with the imposing manner of a half-demon half-immortal. Who would doubt that the old God of Swords would be no match for the new God of Swords? But the scene in front of them, forget about the hundreds of swords from Mount Huishan flying over. However, the thousands of peach wood swords from Mount Longhu were a few miles away from the Bull Gang. Not to mention the swords of the Taoist priests in the remote Taoist temples. How could they be summoned to the Great Snow Field by the old man's words? Didn't they say that Li Chungang's realm dropped greatly after his arm and sword was broken? Huang Fangfo and Hong Yuang did not think highly of him even if he fought with Xuanyuan Pan, let alone Wang Xianzhi. However, the old man who had retired from the Jianghu for twenty years had reached the realm of prophecy. How could he be so mysterious?
There was a secret in the Jianghu. The Confucian Saint of the Three Sects had a vast aura that connected heaven and earth. Therefore, his words contained the heavenly law. Just now, when Xuanyuan Jingcheng knelt to the Queen of Earth and said the words "seeking death", it attracted the heavenly thunder that was as thick as a mountain range. The Great Immortal Zhenren of Taoism could make prophecies come true. Therefore, he could use the curse to kill demons and demons and enforce justice on behalf of the heavens. Many Bodhisattvas of Buddhism had great wishes and their words could shake the Three Thousand Worlds. Li Chungang's means were naturally not far off. As expected of a sword immortal.
Xu Fengnian, who was still holding the umbrella for Xuanyuan Qingfeng, muttered to himself, "This Sword Descends from the Heavens is very domineering. If it can even kill dragons and tigers, then it'll really be awesome. Let's see if those old Daoists still dare to be cocky."
The old God of Swords, who was facing the Demon Slaying Platform with his back facing the Crown Prince Palace, seemed to have heard Xu Fengnian's nagging. His Qi that was soaring into the clouds suddenly condensed, and more than one thousand and three hundred flying swords instantly fell into the cliff. He turned his head and said unhappily, "You're the only one who likes to show off. You should know that there is always someone better than you! .... and Mountain Mountain Sect '...................... the Mountain's North......................... . and This Old Man... has long passed the age of being ruthless. Now he wants to take Little Jiang as his disciple. Sigh. It's a pity I didn't see her. Otherwise, I would have a higher chance of taking her as my disciple. "
Hsu Fengnian wanted to tease the Old God of Swords for being useless. But he did not have the guts to do so. Hsu Fengnian heard about the Daoist Head for the first time. He asked, "What's the Daoist Head?"
Li Chungang walked towards Bull Mansion and scratched his crotch. The rain was sticky and uncomfortable. He said, "The Taoist Chief is the founder of Taoism and has the same status as the leader of Buddhism. It's just that this position is too hot. Those who are qualified to sit on this position have good temperament and are not willing to stand out. Those who want to be the Taoist Chief are just small fries fishing for fame and compliments. Most of them are too close to the imperial court and don't have enough popularity. Therefore, in the past hundred years, except for Qi Xuanzhu who deserves to be the Taoist Chief, the rest of them can't be convinced by the public. As for the Buddhist sect, the white-robed monk Li Xiaoxin who traveled thousands of miles to the west to seek scriptures once had the chance to be the Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, I heard that he went to get married and have a daughter. Therefore, the Daoist Head and the Buddha Head are empty. The reason I'm telling you this now is because this Old Man sensed a few peaks in Mount Longhu when he was riding his sword on the snowy plains. The Taoist from the Taoist Mansion stopped him and the Taoist from Zhenjun Temple also interfered. This is not strange. What's strange is that the Qi in Mount Yunjin was so abundant that it could be called fate, but it was not willing to do anything. "
Hsu Fengnian, who had been holding the umbrella to shelter Xuanyuan Qingfeng from the wind and rain, gripped the handle tightly and said, "It must be that weird Taoist called Zhao Huangchao! He claimed to be a member of the Liyang Imperial Family who entered Mount Longhu to cultivate Taoism. When I was at the Sword Cliff of Mount Kuanglu, he performed an out-of-body act and came here on a dragon! He looked to be in his thirties or forties. God knows if he has lived for two or three decades. This Taoist kept saying that he was enforcing justice on behalf of Heaven. What a bold attitude! "
Hsu Fengnian would not elaborate on many details. After all, the battle between the dragon and the python was too obscure and mysterious. Besides, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, an outsider, was present.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, whose skirt was soaked in water under the umbrella, slowly came back to her senses. Her eyes were cold and emotionless. "Some time ago, I went to Mount Yunjin to look for a flood salamander. I saw a middle-aged Taoist fishing in a deep lake. At that time, I thought his cultivation was mediocre and that he was pretending to be a hermit expert. At that time, this Taoist was discussing the scriptures of the three sects with Song Keli, the heir of the Song family. He was very arrogant and called Saint Zhang of the North as Teacher Zhang. It was as if he was born two thousand years earlier and dared to sit and discuss Taoism with the Saint. "
Li Chungang frowned. "Zhao Huangchao of the three sects? This Old Man had never heard of him. Qi Xuanzhen also did not mention him in the two times he met him. However, with this Taoist's cultivation, he was more than qualified to be the leader of the Taoists. Young Xu, how did you offend this Celestial? How could you make him go astray and not hesitate to show off his dragon ride? With this Taoist's strength, he was able to live in seclusion in Mount Longhu for at least a hundred years without making a name for himself. He was clearly not the kind of person who liked fame. His surname was Zhao and he was from the Son of Heaven. Ha, This Old Man understood! He was just concerned about the gathering and dispersing of the world's fate. Based on this, you should be grateful that Cao Changqing took Jiang girl away early. Otherwise, if Zhao Huangchao saw you and saw through the mystery, you would be in serious trouble. At Mount Kuanglu, with This Old Man's ability at that time, it would be useless even if he opened the Gate of Heaven. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled mischievously. "So now?"
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