All good things must come to an end.
When the carriage arrived at the barren border between the two prefectures, Green Bird stopped the carriage when she heard the slight movement in the carriage. His Highness bent down and lifted the curtain. After getting off the carriage, he looked at the scenery of Northern Liang, which was far less beautiful than the south. He was lost in thought.
After the frost, the trees withered, the leaves fell, and the insects hid in their holes. Even if there was a gentle breeze outside, it would still carry a chill that could not be hidden by clothes. Lidong was coming in the blink of an eye. When Hsu Fengnian left, it was already winter when he returned to Liangzhou.
During his three years of travel, he was only at the bottom of Jianghu. Other than bitterness, there was only bitterness. This trip seemed to be showing off, but the people he came into contact with were either rich or noble, or the most outstanding grandmasters or freaks in Jianghu. That's right, he was just a small fry who only dared to play in the shallow waters of Jianghu. How could he have the nerve to greet the Crown Prince of Beiliang who had revealed his identity? Wasn't this just asking for a slap? Hsu Fengnian turned his head to look at the Murong siblings, Princess Jing 'an, and Pei Nanwei who had gotten off the carriage at the same time. Of course, there was also the Sword God who had not gotten off the carriage. In the battle of Guangling River, in the short two li journey, Li Chungang's sword had killed 2,600 cavalrymen. Layer upon layer, there were very few complete corpses. His Royal Highness's robe was soaked with blood. Other than the general who had luckily survived, the rest of the Guangling soldiers had all died.
Perhaps Prince Zhao Yi of Guangling was intimidated by Li Chungang's words, "Let This Old Man kill two thousand Steel Cavalry to satisfy his craving, and before he dies, he will drag a King of Guangling down with him. Even if he dies, he will have no regrets." Or perhaps his plan was disrupted by Li Chungang's threat. In any case, no matter how the small mountain of white flesh thought about it, in the end, he did not stop Hsu Fengnian from leaving.
On the tenth day of the eighth month, although Hsu Fengnian had not killed anyone with his own hands, this was the first time he felt fear. Because every time Li Chungang, who was known for his peerless swordsmanship, killed someone, the chances of him losing his life would increase. If he were to stay in the Guangling River and feed the fishes, he would eventually run out of manpower. One should know that there were more than six thousand Leader Army soldiers gathered near Great Yanji. They were so densely packed that it was as if they had broken into an ant's nest. Not to mention, there were also countless warships and warships of the Guangling Navy eyeing them covetously. If Zhao Yi really made up his mind to kill all of them, even if Li Chungang could bring him out alive, he would not be able to take care of Blue Bird and the others. After returning to the carriage, Hsu Fengnian lowered his head and looked at his hands. They were trembling and could not be stopped no matter how hard he tried.
There was a hint of restlessness and abnormal excitement in his heart. He had seen with his own eyes that wherever Li Chungang's sword energy passed, a large area of flesh and blood would be badly mutilated. He asked himself, when in his life would he have the ability to fight against thousands of soldiers and horses as a mere warrior? After leaving Guangling, Li Chungang's face immediately turned yellow, like a lamp that had run out of oil. How could Hsu Fengnian not know that the old God of Swords had regarded the battle at the riverbank as the final battle of his life before he struck? Only the Sages of the three sects could borrow the profound principles of the Heaven and Earth to defeat a thousand catties with little effort. For warriors who were not from the three sects, even if they were as strong as Li Chungang, they would have to exhaust a great amount of Qi with each strike. Especially under the situation where the cavalry kept charging like a flood, they did not give the old man a chance to take a breather. This was the root of the problem.
The Nine Swords of the Wu family's Sword Tomb had killed tens of thousands of cavalry. Those were the nine great swordsmen of the Wu family at their peak, and the nine of them could rely on each other. However, Li Chungang had to face thousands of cavalry alone! The Ling Beikui Army was undoubtedly the most elite force in the southeast of the empire. How could the nine ancestors of the Wu family compare to Li Chungang's ability to break 2600 armor in a short hour?
Hsu Fengnian raised his head and looked at the Green and White Luan in the sky. He knew that Lu Qiu'er was rushing over with the Beiliang cavalry. Li Chungang slowly got off the carriage and walked to His Royal Highness's side. He asked, "What's wrong? You don't want This Old Man to send you to the city gate of Liangzhou?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and smiled. "Forget it. Chu Lushan has already brought troops to welcome me. There's no need to trouble you, Senior."
The old man in the sheepskin coat pretended to be surprised. He rolled his eyes and said, "Little Xu, how did your conscience, which was eaten away by dogs, come back?"
Hsu Fengnian could only smile bitterly.
Li Chungang smiled and said, "This Old Man accompanied you in your madness by the Guangling River. In the end, we are still standing here alive. In fact, you and This Old Man do not owe each other anything. Without you, even if This Old Man killed another 2000 cavalry, he would still have to obediently die. His ending may not be better than the Sword Emperor of Xishu. Your words are more powerful than This Old Man's hundreds and thousands of swords. It can be seen that the anger of an ordinary man is far inferior to the anger of a King, let alone the anger of a Heavenly King. This Old Man can be considered to have seen through that the people of Jianghu should behave themselves in Jianghu. Otherwise, no matter how capable they are, they will not be able to distinguish between gratitude and grudges. The people of Jianghu will know each other in Jianghu. This is the right thing to do. You emperors, generals, ministers, and rich families are fighting and scheming against each other. Whoever gets involved will get himself into trouble. Just count with your fingers. Mount Longhu and Dongyue Sword Lake seem to be in power, but aren't they all turtles in a jar and carps in a pond? One day, when they are fattened up, they may be steamed or braised as they please. This Old Man looks around and only Wudang and the Wu family are decent. "
Hsu Fengnian's face was filled with unconcealable sadness.
Li Chungang glanced at him. He knew that mentioning Mount Wudang had hit His Royal Highness's soft spot. Unable to bear it, he changed the topic and asked, "In Guangling, you even dared to cut off the fat meat of Zhao Gou and put it into your bowl. This Old Man was amazed by Chen Yu's beauty. Are you willing to spit out the meat in your mouth into the big bowl in the capital?"
Hsu Fengnian calmly said, "It's probably still the same sentence: there are things to do and there are things not to do. Everything in the world can't just go according to my whims. First, there was the threat of Zhao Gou, who was almost destroyed by Cao Changqing. Then, the Empress personally sent people to me with the Empress's decree. She beat me with the stick and then gave me the date, using both the carrot and the stick. What can I do? If it weren't for the Guangling River incident, perhaps I would still have the courage to act shamelessly in front of the Empress. In Xiangfan, I almost completely fell out with the King of Jing An, Zhao Heng. I even kidnapped his Princess Consort to Beiliang and formed an enmity with the King of Guangling, Zhao Yi. It's a dead knot that even the immortals can't undo. Right now, I reckon that Xu Xiao is ready to beat me with a broom. If I cause more trouble for him, even the Empress will have a bad impression of me as not being able to see the big picture. I'm afraid that I won't even be able to enter the house. The matter of Princess Sui Zhu has already caused this woman, who is known to be the first in the harem, to feel resentment. To tell the truth, I would rather be seen as unreasonable by the one sitting on the dragon throne than let this one worry about me again and again. When a woman's heart is ruthless … "
Speaking to this point, His Royal Highness suddenly shut his mouth.
Li Chungang stretched his back and twisted his neck. He didn't take it to heart and laughed. "It's widely rumored in Jianghu that there's going to be a reassessment of the martial arts rankings. This time, they're going to dig out those deep-water bastards like Zhao Xuansu and dry them under the sun. Moreover, they're not going to be ranked based on their level of cultivation, but rather their methods of killing. It's a pity that the originally deserving number one in the world, the Wudang sect leader surnamed Hong, has already committed suicide. Otherwise, Wang Xianzhi would be even more deserving of being number two in the world. As for This Old Man, I reckon that by virtue of the battle in Guangling, he'll be ranked ahead of Đồng Thái. Furthermore, This Old Man asserts that Gu Jiantang, who has always been looked down upon by Jianghu, won't be able to hold back this time. There's an eighty to ninety percent chance that he'll be able to enter the top five. However, all of this has nothing to do with This Old Man. This Old Man has never seen a woman with so much talent. Her face is full of joy and surprise, but in fact, her heart is full of sorrow and tears. She has racked her brains to seek riches and fame, but only when she opens her eyes did she realize that it was all a dream. The little girl's unintentional words are all about the disappointment of the world. "
Li Chungang exhaled a long breath. "This Old Man can probably hold on for a few more years. In the future, if Little Girl Jiang succeeds in swordsmanship and wants to fight with you, don't criticize This Old Man in your heart."
Hsu Fengnian smiled warmly and said, "If I can cultivate a female Land Immortal earlier, wouldn't I be able to meet her earlier? Otherwise, with her shallow skin, how could she have the nerve to kill me? I have to thank you for this. "
Li Chungang nodded and said with a smile, "Let's not talk about other things, your magnanimity suits This Old Man's taste very well."
The old man with the sheepskin fur coat had sharp ears. When he heard the horse hooves coming from afar, he sighed softly, "Little Xu, after today, there is no possibility of meeting again in the martial world. Does This Old Man have anything that you want? Let me hear it. This Old Man will make an exception this time."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Old Man, what can you have? The Two-sleeve Green Snake has already taught you. I can't learn the sword will of opening the gate of heaven with the sword. If you want to talk about what's left, this tattered sheepskin fur coat that is older than me? Forget it, I won't send you off. "
Li Chungang picked his ears casually and took a deep look at His Royal Highness. He smiled and said, "That's the best. This Old Man can't stand those sentimental sentiments."
The old man walked slowly on the official road with his hands behind his back. After a hundred steps, he seemed to know that His Royal Highness was watching him. He didn't turn around and waved his hand.
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his hand to block the setting sun and pursed his lips tightly.
Wooden Horse Ox. Fengdu Green Robe. Sword Deity.
A sword came from the Great Snow Plateau. Martial Emperor City opened the gate of heaven with the sword. Guang Ling River had killed 2,600 cavalry.
And the one-armed old man wearing the sheepskin fur coat.
They were already a ray of afterglow in the martial world.
Hsu Fengnian murmured, "One person can make the entire martial world feel old. This is really a domineering skill. Old Man, I can't reward you."
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