(Today's chapter. There will be a total of six chapters in the next two days.)
Hsu Fengnian originally wanted to end Jianghu with the battle at the Spring God Lake. This was already worthy of the saber training he had put in for the past few years. After returning to Beiliang, it would be difficult for him to be completely focused. He had reached the fourth realm of the first rank and had already reached the false realm three times. Even if there was no one else who could do it in the future, it was still an unprecedented feat. Hsu Fengnian no longer had any hopes of increasing his realm in the future. It was enough for him to be a local tyrant in Beiliang. But he never thought that the real game would be so tragic. Song Nianqing died in battle after being struck by an Earth Immortal. Liu Haoshi's Celestial Shatterer realm even had to fight with Wang Xianzhi in the end. Hsu Fengnian stood quietly beside the white-clothed demon. He had already returned all his cultivation to Luo Yang. She had lost a lot of her realm. She should still be the fourth in the world, but the gap between her and Hong Jingyan and the others had inevitably shrunk. Hsu Fengnian himself was poor. His inner energy that had fallen to the second rank was almost gone. If the body was a building full of Qi, then Hsu Fengnian could be said to be a house with four bare walls. Liu Haoshi had destroyed the Purple Aura Golden Lotus seedling in the big yellow pond. This made him even more miserable. Hsu Fengnian silently recited the incantation. He tried to use the fire that he had comprehended in Beimang to condense his Qi and observe the fire inside his body. Unfortunately, some of the fire started from the Yongquan acupoint under his feet. It was like an arrow at the end of its flight. It couldn't even pass through the Niwan. Hsu Fengnian's expression withered and he gave up struggling. A breeze blew across the countryside. The smell of soil assaulted his nose. Hsu Fengnian's hands and feet were cold. He could only put his hands in his sleeves to ward off the cold.
Luo Yang asked indifferently, "How strong is Wang Xianzhi?"
Hsu Fengnian stomped his feet and looked at the sky. He said softly, "Old Monster Wang only used 50% of his strength when he took the two punches. In the end, he used about 80% of his strength."
Luo Yang didn't comment on this. She calmly said, "I'll take Dan Ying back to Zhulu Mountain. We'll meet outside the city three years later. You only have a few flying swords that Đồng Thái gave you, so don't die on the way back. He didn't die at the hands of Song Nianqing and Liu Hao, and he didn't die at the hands of Wang Xianzhi. If he died at the hands of a nobody, it would be a big joke. "
Hsu Fengnian smiled calmly and said, "It is true that I do not have any backup plans, but the Zhao Family's Son of Heaven is also at his wit's end. Without Han Diaosi and Liu Haoshi, two top experts, Great Peace City is only slightly better than paper. If I were Cao Changqing, I would go directly to Jing and take the Emperor's head. The jianghu matters are over. In the future, it will depend on how Beiliang deals with each move. My martial cultivation is not important to the overall situation. "
Standing side by side, Luo Yang said disdainfully, "In terms of family wealth, can your Xu family beat the Zhao family? If Cao Changqing dares to go to Great Peace City to cause trouble now, he probably won't have the life to revive his country. "
Hsu Fengnian frowned and said, "Isn't there only the sneaky Wu Family Sword Tomb left for the court to support?"
Luo Yang smiled coldly and asked, "That's it?"
Hsu Fengnian said emotionally, "Yes, my mother comes from the Wu Family. Đồng Thái is also from the Wu Family. Wu Liuding and his sword attendant Cui Hua are also from the Wu Family. Song Nianqing's fourteenth sword already had such spirit. I think the master of the Su Of Gojoseon sword must be even more profound."
Luo Yang hesitated and asked, "Why don't you practice sword essence?"
Hsu Fengnian said self-mockingly, "I have seen too many sword masters. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare."
Hsu Fengnian suddenly came back to his senses. "It's sword essence, not the sword?"
But Luo Yang had already disappeared.
Standing where he was, Hsu Fengnian looked around. The world was clear, and the atmosphere was bleak. He was in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly closed his eyes and remembered many things of the past, many people of the past. His mind flashed to the scene where he had personally borrowed the sword at Youyan Mountain Villa, Liu Songtao's useless song after his madness, and personally seeing the world in the city merge into a line. When a person had too much money, they would often be dazzled and not know what to treasure.
Hsu Fengnian raised his arm and waved like he was pushing away an item on a messy table. "The mountains, disperse."
He did not see Wudang, Longhu, Hui Mountain, or any of the famed mountains.
After waving away the mountains in his mind, Hsu Fengnian waved a second time. "The rivers and seas, disperse."
He did not see Chun Shen, Boyang, Qingdu, or any of the jianghu.
He waved a third time. "The towers, disperse."
He did not see Xiangfan, Shenwu, Great Peace City, or any of the city's tall buildings.
The fourth wave pushed back the grass and trees. The fifth wave pushed back the sun and moon. The sixth wave pushed back all life in the world.
In this moment, Hsu Fengnian seemed to be alone in the world. His eyes were still closed, but he was "looking around" in the darkness, searching for something.
When Hsu Fengnian thought that he was going to return empty-handed, he suddenly realized that he could not open his eyes. It was like the many times when he encountered a ghost during his afternoon nap before practicing the blade. No matter how hard he tried, he could not open his eyes and regain clarity. It was clearly a sign of going astray! In the past, Hsu Fengnian had the Great Yellow Court of Taoism. No matter how heterogeneous or unconventional his cultivation was, he did not have to worry about falling into Qigong Deviation. But now, the Great Yellow Court no longer existed. It was the moment when Hsu Fengnian's foundation was the most unstable. He had a sudden idea. He wanted to take advantage of the lingering effect after the peak battle with Wang Xianzhi to grab that rare enlightenment. He hoped that he could reach the sky in one step and directly enter the false realm of Celestial Phenomenon or even the land immortal. He wanted to learn from the Qi cultivators and obtain that fleeting and rare enlightenment. More haste, less speed. Moreover, Hsu Fengnian had experienced the false realm three times. Every time he ascended the realm, he should be walking on thin ice. Outsiders did not dare to imagine that someone would be as reckless as Hsu Fengnian. It was tantamount to courting death. Since he could not wake up, Hsu Fengnian actually laughed in the false realm that he did not know the depth of. Previously, he had brushed away the mountains and rivers. At this moment, he slowly hugged and gradually retracted all the mountains and rivers. It was said that it was easier to invite the spirit than to send it away. However, Hsu Fengnian found that the universe was completely reversed in this realm. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry. According to common sense, whether it was martial arts or the Way of Heaven, it was taboo to be unsettled. Hsu Fengnian simply did the opposite and let it go. Vaguely, Hsu Fengnian seemed to see Song Nianqing, who was holding a pair of cloth shoes, being carried into a carriage by a group of desolate Sword Pool disciples. He saw the back of a young girl kicking a head. He saw a monk in a cassock flying over. He saw a white-clothed woman in a red robe returning and returning.
Then, Hsu Fengnian's "vision" was instantly cast thousands of miles away. He saw a young and elegant Taoist priest guarding a grave. He also saw the ebb and flow of the South Sea. A middle-aged swordsman cleaved the waves with his sword. He also saw a horse that was neither a horse nor a deer climbing up the mountain and arriving in front of the Taoist Master's Mansion.
Finally, he saw a young child squatting by the river in a daze outside a small village with beautiful scenery. Suddenly, he was enlightened and his Spiritual Qi overflowed. When he returned to the village and saw the red paper cut on a window, the child felt an inexplicable joy.
Hsu Fengnian finally opened his eyes and wiped his face. Unknowingly, his face was covered in tears.
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