Hsu Fengnian laughed, "It's not good for some skills to be too famous. Just like the Go set by a top national player, its first appearance is usually earth-shattering. Over time, there will be a way to break it. South of the Southern Tang, the weather is gloomy, the sun is abundant, and the plants and springs all contain evil Qi. The human Qi is connected to the heaven and earth, so it naturally produces miasma. The Dragon Palace has been rooted in Southern Xinjiang for a long time, so they fight poison with poison. They collect grass miasma in March, yellow plum miasma in May, and sweet osmanthus miasma in September. They are neither smoke nor fog, but they are mixed into the bloodline. When you spit it out, it is called dragon saliva, especially the blood essence. Even if you are a top expert, as long as you don't have the physique of a Vajra Realm, your body will rot after a drop of it. "
The woman stopped smiling, raised her sleeve to cover her face, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She even looked shy and coquettish. She stared at the nobleman who was familiar with many secrets of the Dragon Palace. "If you insist on killing me, I'll destroy both jade and common stone. If we talk nicely, maybe we can both be happy."
Hsu Fengnian raised his palm, and the dragon saliva was forced out of his palm. The woman didn't panic and fell into deep thought. Xu Fengnian sat near the incense burner and sighed, "You really have an exquisite mind. If I were an ordinary person, even if I could suppress the dragon saliva, which is ranked in the top five of the Southern Border's Gu Arts, with the incense biscuits in the incense burner that require a guiding medicine, I'm afraid that when I bargain with you, I'll be dead. Also, the bearded man outside the palanquin was just a camouflage. He hasn't reached the First Stage, and is at most a Second Stage Master. Previously, when the eight servants were forced to kneel, one of them didn't have to kneel, but he still hesitated and covered it up. It's really tiring to deal with you. "
Traps were set everywhere, and she was suppressed everywhere. No matter how determined the woman was, she finally showed signs of collapsing.
She only heard the unfathomable young devil say something, which made her scratch her head in confusion. "Do you want to have a taste of being skinned by a cat back in the days when the Talisman General Red Armor was still alive? My technique is still immature, and I'm still trying to figure it out. Why don't you put up with it? "
Hsu Fengnian reached out and brushed the gauze curtain, pulling out a few white threads that were floating between his fingers.
Her voice trembled as she said, "I admit defeat!"
Hsu Fengnian smiled. His eyes were so sinister that she felt like she was the merciful Goddess of Mercy.
The skin on her face was torn off by Beth.
She lowered her head and held her bloody face. She said hoarsely, "Yang Maoliang, Zhao Weiping, step back."
In the Jianghu, if there was good fortune, there would also be bad fortune. He might obtain a secret manual for no reason, or he might be taken in as a disciple by an otherworldly expert. It was also possible that he would be half-crippled by an eccentric hermit expert without doing any evil deeds, or he would fail miserably in an easy task, and his reputation would be destroyed overnight. This was the allure of Jianghu. You would never know what kind of changes and opportunities you would encounter tomorrow. Generally speaking, the higher one's cultivation level, the smaller the variables. However, as long as one encountered one, it would be more difficult to resolve. Not to mention finding a needle in a haystack, there were only a handful of Level 2 Master Realm masters in each province. They rarely met each other and minded their own business. However, once a death grudge was formed, one side would usually end up in a miserable state.
Hsu Fengnian stretched out a white thread and looked down. He didn't look at the woman who didn't have any arrogance at all. He said calmly, "I hope you can tell me everything you know."
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As they approached the Snow Mountain Villa, the eight palanquins turned into the private road of the villa from the official road. The road became wider, and the snow was mostly cleared. One could see that the road stretched on. Close to a hundred boys and girls with delicate features held brooms with silk handles. There were also managers of the villa welcoming them at the entrance. Every time a reputable person in Jianghu sent an invitation, there would be loud cheers from the villa. The eight-barreled palanquin and an ox-cart entered at the same time. The driver had an arrogant expression on his face. He was obviously a child who had just entered the school to learn how to read and write, but he carried a long sword with a dense sword aura on his back. Behind him sat an old Confucian scholar in plain clothes. He had the air of an immortal, and in his hand was an elegant and refined item that famous scholars would carry when they talked about it. Ordinary people would look at him with respect, and he really had an otherworldly temperament. Along the way, many Jianghu people who entered the private path of the villa hurriedly made way for him. As for some famous heroes who had the courage to approach and greet him, the old Confucian scholar sitting in the ox-cart kept his eyes closed and did not pay any attention to them. The Jianghu heroes who had hot faces but cold butts did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with this, and only felt that it was natural.
The Snow Mountain Villa took the initiative to take on a heavy responsibility this time and spent money to organize this Jianghu event. In the end, they still had to look at the faces of the other two families. One was the Dongyue Sword Pool, which was strong enough to compete with the Sword Tomb of the Wu family for the title of the World Sword Forest. The other was the remote Xishu Spring Invitation Cottage. The former had sent Li Yibai, who was expected to be the next leader of the Sword Pool, and 18 sword servants. There were only two of them, but they were undoubtedly more important. The old Confucian scholar holding the tail of the bamboo stick was the current master of the Spring Invitation Cottage, Xie Lingzhen. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he had never fought with anyone in his life. However, it was said that the Confucian scholar who could exchange swordsmanship with the Sword Emperor of Xishu was only capable of condemning people in speech and writing.
There was an uproar on the road. The eight palanquins of the Dragon Palace and the ox cart of the Cottage came into view. Then, another group of eye-catching people came into view. 18 female swordsmen in the same style of fox fur rode on white horses. Their sleeves were as white as snow, and they looked like fairies. Even their scabbards were as white as snow. It was an eye-opener. For generations, the Dongyue Sword Pool would choose young girls with Spiritual Qi Sword Embryos and carefully nurture them into sword servants. These girls had to remain virgins for life. They were swords and also chastity for the Sword Pool. However, the Snow Mountain Villa didn't see the Dongyue Sword Pool's self-proclaimed genius of swordsmanship, Li Yibai.
There were three riders riding side by side. In the middle of them was a young man who looked spirited and bright, full of vitality. The rider on the left was dressed in black and had a horizontal blade at his waist. He had a cold expression and was tall and strong. His hair was slightly curled, and he looked heroic. The rider on the right was much inferior to his two companions. He had a short sword at his waist. He looked ordinary, had dark skin, and was short. When the man in the middle appeared on the private road of the Snow Mountain Villa, a large group of girls who had been waiting for a long time suddenly screamed. They shouted the words "Qingbai" with infatuation in their eyes. The young rider in black laughed softly and said, "Brother Qian, you're still in such high demand. Let me see. Oh, there really are a few beauties. Why don't you give some of them to me?"
The handsome young man blushed. The black-clothed swordsman laughed and reached out to rub his face. "Brother Qian, oh Brother Qian, your skin is even thinner than a girl's."
When the girls saw this scene, they were even more obsessed.
The young man with the surname Qian, who was called Qingbai, braced himself and purposely turned a blind eye. He brushed past the girls who adored him. His surname was Qian and his given name was Laifu. The surname Qian was a common surname, and the two words "Laifu" were far from "Yang Chun Bai Xue". It was really interesting that such an elegant young man was given such a tacky name by his parents. In fact, Qian Laifu was born in the Lianghuai Aristocratic Family. Two hundred years ago, it was a big family that even the emperor's daughter hated to marry. Now, it could be considered a prosperous family, especially Qian Laifu. He was good at making Qingbai scholar's paper, imitating the Lang Xie Hall in Shu. It was far better than the craftsmen of the Ruyi Pavilion in the capital. Even the Suzhou – Wu Weaving Bureau could not compare. At first, he wrote poems for the Yichun Invitations in the inner hall of the palace to fill in the blanks on the walls and pillars. He was known as the flower of the palace. Later, it evolved to the point that all the ministers of the imperial court used this paper. He was also good at writing graceful poems, which were extremely sentimental and lingering. In the scholarly circles, he was known as the Four Little Families of the literary world, along with the down-and-out Young Phoenix of the Song Family, Wang Chudong, who wrote "The First Snow" on the Spring God Lake, and Xu Weixiong of Beiliang. Each of them had their own strengths, and Xu Weixiong won first place. Not to mention the many noble ladies in the Liyang Dynasty who admired Qian Laifu, who was known as "Qingbai", there were also many heroines in the Jianghu who threatened to marry only him.
On the eight palanquin, Hsu Fengnian was sorting out his thoughts. The woman beside him, Lin Hongyuan, was actually the next Palace Master of the Dragon Palace. She admitted that this trip to the Quicksnow Mountain Villa was ordered by the King of Yan. Her main purpose was to help Li Yibai of the Dongyue Sword Pool to become the Wulin Alliance Leader. For this, the Dongyue Sword Pool secretly gave the Dragon Palace six ancient treasured swords. Hsu Fengnian did not believe all of it. Lin Hongyuan's words were almost 90% true and 10% false, which was enough. This time, in the fight for the position of Wulin Alliance Leader, Xie Lingzhen of the Spring Invitation Cottage was the most popular. Among the first-class sects, the Quicksnow Mountain Villa leaned towards the West Shu Cottage, which had been on good terms with them for generations. The sects and gangs in the southwest of Liyang were also willing to join forces. However, it seemed that the Young Fort Master of the Wild Goose Castle in Jizhou was also involved. This young lieutenant had an official status that no one dared to underestimate. There were also rumors that the Young Fort Master of the Wild Goose Castle was very popular in the capital. He was brothers with the two sons of the former Minister of War, Gu Jiantang. He had even gone hunting with the First Prince, Zhao Wu, many times. In addition, there were some stragglers, but compared to these three parties, they were not worth mentioning. However, the Wulin Alliance Leader today was not like the past where they could not interact with the Imperial Court. As long as they became the Alliance Leader, it was almost equivalent to connecting with the Imperial Court and entering the Emperor's sight. After being recruited, they could help the Emperor govern the Jianghu. If this was not a great life-saving talisman, what was it?
The cultural pulse of the Central Plains could still be connected, but unfortunately, the martial courage of the Jianghu had been broken.
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "The Spring Invitation Cottage, the Dongyue Sword Pool, and the Wild Goose Castle in Jizhou. They are all beautiful widows who can't keep their widowhood. There is someone secretly above. "
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