Xu Fengnian cast his gaze over and observed the two ancient witchcraft puppets behind Luo Yang that resembled the red armor of the Talisman Generals of the later generations. The iron armor wrapped around the bones of the generals. It was a pity that he could only observe them from afar and not up close. Hsu Fengnian had always been a meticulous person when it came to the unknown, as long as it didn't affect his work. What he needed to do now was to find a way to see the light of day again. However, this was similar to opening a bronze door. He had to rely on his intuition. A headless fly would fly around and never be able to get out. Xu Fengnian appeared very calm and peaceful. He was not impatient at all. Fortunately, Luoyang did not rush him. He was like a wanderer returning home from a long journey, looking at his hometown inch by inch. As for the otherworldly item, it only cared about absorbing the thick filthy Qi accumulated in the tomb for thousands of years to nourish its body. Hsu Fengnian was horrified just by looking at it. If he fought with it now, he would definitely die. He patted the sword scabbard on his knees and felt helpless. The level of a Martial Artist was very solid. It was different from the saints of the three sects. The difference of one level was like the difference between heaven and earth. As for the freaks like Han Diaosi who were good at killing people beyond their level, they couldn't be reasoned with. Hsu Fengnian sat on the stairs in a daze. It was a blessing in disguise. The Tai Ah Sword was refined in the lightning pool and the sword embryo was formed. However, fortune and misfortune came hand in hand. This flying sword with the greatest killing power was suspected to be an elder daughter helping an outsider. Hsu Fengnian suspected that Luo Yang would be better at controlling the Tai Ah Sword than him.
Luo Yang sat on the stairs one level higher than Hsu Fengnian. The gilded tiger tally was no longer as bright as before. Hsu Fengnian was shocked. How could absorbing Qi absorb fate? This Country Guarding Tiger Tally was obviously the remnant fate of the Emperor Qin Kingdom. How could an ordinary Qi Practitioner have the guts to play with it? If he wasn't careful, he would die from overeating.
Hsu Fengnian did not even turn his head as he asked directly, "Are you using the Fire Dragon Armor to resist the influence of the Tiger Tally's providence?"
Although Luo Yang's character was unpredictable, as long as she was willing to say it, she would not beat around the bush. She always spoke her mind, "You are not as stupid as I thought."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "You flatter me."
Luo Yang's tone was flat. "Are you curious as to why I'm in a hurry to go to the Northern Icefield to fight with Tuoba before I reach the Earth Immortal Realm?"
Hsu Fengnian pressed his palm against the sword sheath.
Luo Yang continued, "The pearl inside my body has already been nurtured by me to the point of maturity. If it goes any further, it will become an old yellow pearl. That's why Hong Jingyan made his move. But he overestimated himself and underestimated me. In Dunhuang City, the pearl was shattered by Đồng Thái. My originally short lifespan became even shorter. Originally, after the battle with Tuoba, regardless of whether I win or lose, I will die. If I want to prolong my life for a few more years, I have to rely on a few extremely rare items. The Tiger Tally in my hand is one of them, and it is also the most beneficial one. Five years, I can still live for five more years. Five years is still not enough. "
Then, Luo Yang said something inexplicable. "It's the same every time. Ten years less."
She did not give Hsu Fengnian a chance to think deeply. She pointed at the otherworldly item in the distance and said, "It's called the Pill Infant. It's a puppet carefully raised by the Princess's Tomb for nearly eight generations. It has eaten the hearts and livers of many Taoist Spiritual Masters and Buddhist Eminent Monks. As for the flesh and blood of Jianghu martial artists, it has eaten countless of them. It can live for a long time. Are you jealous? "
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said, "It's better to die than to live. What's there to be jealous about? Life and death are important, but Confucianism also has the saying of sacrificing one's life for righteousness. I don't have this awareness, but I do feel that there are many things that are indeed more terrifying than death. My master once said that cultivating Taoism is only to cultivate immortality. It's considered a heterodox path. Cultivating Buddhism is only to cultivate to become Buddha. It's also an obsession. "
Luo Yang nodded and praised him for the first time. "You always mention this Li Yishan. In my opinion, he's more of an expert than that Li Chungang."
Hsu Fengnian laughed involuntarily. "My master and the old man in the sheepskin fur coat are not the same kind of people. It's not easy to compare them. You haven't seen Old God of Swords Li, so you have such a big opinion of him. If you do, I think you'll regret not meeting that sloppy old man sooner. "
Luo Yang changed the topic. "You don't want to be the emperor?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head. "I can't do it."
Luo Yang reverted to her old ways. "Indeed, you don't have the ability."
Hsu Fengnian suddenly smiled knowingly. "Let's not talk about this. I remember a friend once said about the division of women. It's better to be happy together than alone. I'll tell you. That guy suffered a lot. Although most of it was unrequited love, the logic he spoke of was very interesting. He said that there are three kinds of women he hates the most. One is the orchid bitch, which is equivalent to a secluded orchid in a deserted valley. They're often fairies and heroines who float out of large sects. They don't carry any worldly aura when they walk, making the world think that they don't need to shit or fart. The second kind is called the white flower bitch. They come from small sects, and their trump card is a weeping beauty, delicate and pitiful. They're often average in appearance and seem to have a graceful temperament, but once they're scheming, they can make men unable to come back to their senses for years or decades. The third kind is called the strong woman bitch. They're carefree and have a heroic spirit that says that they like to hit people, dislike slender figures, and like to be brothers with men. Zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, women, and rouge all go to the side. "
Luo Yang smiled and said, "Am I the first kind? Or am I the fourth kind by myself, the devil bitch? "
Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "You're exaggerating."
Luo Yang dismissed it with a smile.
She stood up. "Let's go."
Hsu Fengnian was confused.
The devil woman's mouth twitched. "I remember the way back."
Hsu Fengnian was both worried and happy. "After we go out, I still have to compete with Tuoba with you?"
She sneered and said, "You're still pretending to be obedient after taking advantage of me. If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use, you would've died a long time ago."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and tied up the sword case. He even had the mood to sing in a Beiliang accent, "The furthest road in the world is the road that gets farther and farther away from home."
Although the otherworldly Dan Ying was reluctant to leave the mausoleum, it still understood the gravity of the situation. It followed Luo Yang and Hsu Fengnian to the so-called way back.
When the Yellow River flowed backwards, the surface of the river would fold up and the water flow was particularly fierce. Everyone saw it, and even Helian Wuwei didn't believe that it was Hsu Fengnian's doing. He only thought that the otherworldly item was committing crimes at the bottom of the river, revealing its ferocious nature.
The old general rushed to the mouth of the Long Waist Pot and silently stood at the edge of the cliff. His eyes were gloomy. The water fiercely fell into the mouth of the valley, and the sound of the waves was so loud that the hoofbeats of the thousand Kung Bijun horses following behind were covered. The mist soaked his clothes, and not long after, Helian Wuwei's clothes were soaked. The dozen or so riders in the lead came to the old general's side. After they dismounted, they didn't dare to say anything. Helian Wuwei retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Zhong Shentong. The two foxes, who had been in the bureaucracy for dozens of years, looked at each other and smiled. Nothing needed to be said.
Helian Wuwei was so angry that he laughed. He was annoyed that Zhong Shentong didn't help him when he was in danger. On the other hand, Zhong Shentong felt at ease. The otherworldly item had attacked without any warning. If the Kung Bijun wanted to blame someone, it should be the Princess's Grave. It had nothing to do with the Zhong family. In the government, who didn't smile and hide a knife in their sleeves? It was already very kind of them to not hit someone when they were down. If you, old man Helian, dared to vent your anger on the Zhong and Lu families, the two of us are not soft persimmons that you can bully.
Helian Wuwei couldn't wait any longer, so he had to lead the Kung Bijun back.
Zhong Shentong waited for a long time and met his brother, Zhong Liang, who came and went like a ghost, so they returned together.
When the mountain closed, there was a mechanism to open the mountain again.
After walking through the corridor that was no longer dangerous, the dragon wall flipped over. Luo Yang in white clothes and red armor, Hsu Fengnian in green armor, and the otherworldly item, the Dan Ying, followed the dragon wall out of the river and into the river channel.
Hsu Fengnian put his palm on the left side of Luo Yang's back. A golden sword completely pierced the woman's heart.
When the woman in white fell into the river, she turned her head and smiled.
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