The old man of unknown identity was obviously very happy to see Huang Longshi suffer, so he continued to rub salt into the wound. "That brat Wen Hua killed the heir of Beiliang in the capital, preventing Beiliang from sticking to Li Yang like glue for half a day. At the very least, he wants that poor brat Hsu Fengnian to suffer from a mental illness so that you can continue to fish in troubled waters. Only you can make such a ruthless plan sound. Why, do you still think highly of that Chen Zhibao? Do you feel that he's the destined master of two rivers and mountains? I'm too lazy to think too much about these things, but there's a debt I have to settle with you. You've invited Old Wu of the Sword Tomb to come out of seclusion, so it's not good for me to eat Su Of Gojoseon's sword. However, Wen Hua, this half-disciple of mine isn't just worth a Ba Xiu Sword. Since you can't eat Su Of Gojoseon's sword, then how are you going to satisfy my appetite for Hsu Fengnian's Spring and Autumn? "
Huang Longshi stepped into the courtyard and looked at the falling snow above him. "I've never felt that anyone is destined. I just can't bear to see the lethargic Spring and Autumn. I can't bear to see so many things in this world being taken for granted. To me, I don't have any enemies or benefactors. Everything I do in this life is nothing more than taking rotten wood for new shoots to sprout."
It was rare to hear someone speak his mind, so the bad-tempered old man didn't ask about the Spring and Autumn for the first time. He continued to leisurely put the broken sword into his mouth.
Huang Longshi smiled and muttered to himself, "Fairness is the most difficult thing to achieve. Since Cao Changqing dared to bring the fallen princess Jiang Si and ruin the grand plan of slaying the Dragon Python that I've arranged for many years, I can make Hsu Fengnian suffer the consequences. However, even if Hsu Fengnian wins, I'm not someone who won't give up. Don't even think about the Spring and Autumn Sword. I can let you fill your stomach. Come, let's go to Wu Wu City. Do you dare? "
The old man finished eating Ba Xiu's body and threw away the hilt. "There are so many appetizers there, so why wouldn't I dare? Old Second Wang claims to be number two in the world for sixty years. I've long found him an eyesore. What number two in the world? More like number three in the world. "
Huang Sanjia nodded and smiled, "Indeed, you are the only one in the world who dares to exchange arms with Li Chungang."
The old man fell into deep thought. Huang Sanjia was not in a hurry to urge him to leave the city. "Among the playboys in the world, for love, righteousness, and benevolence, most of them can't help but be trapped in their own cocoons. Wang Xianzhi is trapped in a city, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is trapped in a mountain, Cao Changqing is trapped in a country, Li Yishan is trapped in a building, and Li Dangxin is trapped in a zen. The one who has truly transcended the world is you, Yuan Benxi, who is now looking for me everywhere to seek revenge, and Đồng Thái, who went out to sea. Counting with one's fingers, there is only Hong Xixiang, who rode a crane down Wudang, Li Chungang, who lost his arm, and Wen Hua, who folded his sword and did not practice the sword. Jianghu is destined to forget Wen Hua very soon, but it is precisely this kind of person that makes Jianghu lively and lively. I, Huang Longshi, lost? But I lost willingly. Because of Wen Hua, I will give Hsu Fengnian a big gift, otherwise this kid's life will be too miserable. At such a young age, he has to fight so hard with an old fox spirit like Yuan Benxi. "
The old man, who did not have a sword in his hand and liked to eat swords, jumped down from the top of the wall. His height was frightening, he was a full two heads taller than Huang Longshi. "They say that a man's words are kind when he is about to die. Huang Longshi, could it be that you know that you don't have much time left?"
Huang Sanjia smiled indifferently, "How many years have you been waiting for me to die?"
The old man's eyebrows actually reached his knees, "It doesn't matter whether you die or not, but where am I going to find a good seedling to inherit my sword?"
Huang Sanjia laughed softly, "If it were up to me, you should use your sword to exchange for his Spring and Autumn Sword. The Spring and Autumn Sword is already dead, what's the use of it? "
The old man sneered, "This is the big gift you are going to give to that kid?"
Huang Sanjia shook his head and walked towards the courtyard door. He waited for the old man, who had once single-handedly shouldered the prestige of the Wu family's sword tomb, to walk out of the courtyard first before closing the door. "You and Wen Hua are not considered master and disciple, it's just a business deal between us. If we really count it, you have only taken in two disciples, and both of them died because of Beiliang. "
The old man laughed softly, "This is nothing. A swordsman dying for his sword, there is no more fortunate death than this. Since you have piqued my interest, Huang Longshi, then you don't have to hide anything from me. Tell me, other than the kid from the Xu family who made Wen Hua kill, who else was there? I have to go take a look. Li Chungang is the only swordsman that I see as a great enemy and confidant in my life. Since he taught that kid the Two-sleeved Green Snake and Sword Opening the Gate of Heaven, I have to go take a look. That female sword attendant only learned half of the Two-sleeved Green Snake, it's too little. If that kid is really as interesting as Li Chungang thinks so highly of him, I don't mind asking him to learn this sword of mine. "
Huang Longshi dismissed it with a laugh. When this eccentric old man taught people the sword, the worse your aptitude on the surface, the less he taught you. That Xi Shu Sword Emperor was taught four swords and comprehended a hundred swords on his own. In the end, he devoted his entire life to the path of the sword, but none of his swords caught the old man's eyes. His disciple after that only taught him three swords, but one of his swords was praised by the old man endlessly. Then Huang Longshi tricked him into teaching Wen Hua two swords, but it was a pity that he did not get to see the crops grow this time. In the end, that kid still chose A Golden Millet Dream, and not the famed sword that had the potential to reach the top, the most beautiful woman in the world. As for whether this crafty old man really met Hsu Fengnian, would he kill him without a word, or teach him that sword in a muddle-headed manner, it was not something that Huang Sanjia would think about. The reason why he brought up this matter was because of one sentence, or rather, two sentences.
"I will guard the northwest for the Central Plains."
"Outside of Beiliang's three prefectures, I will not suffer the calamity of Beimang's million cavalry!"
Huang Longshi smiled, a little reminiscent of himself when he was young.
Huang Longshi looked at the white alley, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, and asked, "Then let's get out of the city first, and then you'll enter?"
The old man did not say a word.
The people of the world did not know that there was righteousness between heaven and earth, and that everything was manifold. This aura was majestic and cold, and it would last for eternity.
Huang Longshi raised his head and smiled, "Yuan Benxi, no matter how I die, I won't die in your hands. But you have to wait, there will naturally be someone who will deal with you. The White Clothes Case in the capital, new and old debts, let's see how you will pay!"
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