Xu Yanbing, who was rarely sentimental, sighed, "In Jianghu, in Jianghu, every time a stone is thrown, there will be ripples on the lake or huge waves on the river. There will definitely be people who will drown in it. Who knows when it will be my turn. If Wu Jinling is like Zhao Ningshen of the Taoist Master's Residence in Longhu Mountain, he will be at a higher level than me, Xu Yanbing. "
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Some people are fine as bystanders in Jianghu, but they are not naturally suited to mingle in Jianghu. This is like those top scholars in the imperial court. In fact, not many of them can make it to the second rank. They will be disbanded after a few years. They are far inferior to those ordinary Jinshi."
Xu Yanbing nodded and said, "It's hard not to believe in fate. Especially after entering the Celestial State, only then do I know that the illusory concept of fate is not a preposterous word used by the ancestors to scare people."
Hsu Fengnian drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp and said in a low voice, "Previously when I was playing the zither, I was enlightened. After thinking about it, I only understood the word 'come and go'."
Xu Yanbing was very interested. He put down the bowl and asked with a smile, "Your Highness, what do you mean?"
Hsu Fengnian put his hands in his sleeves and looked out of the window at the fierce wind and snow. His eyes drifted and he said leisurely, "I once fought with Wang Xianzhi by chance. It was not a satisfying fight. Old Wang only used seventy to eighty percent of his strength at the last moment. After that, I was alone in the wilderness. I don't know if it was because I was in an out-of-body state or because I was possessed by the devil. Anyway, the first thing I did was to disperse mountains, rivers, and many things in the world in my mind. That kind of feeling was wonderful. It was as if the world was in my hands, but I could throw it away at will. It was as if the world was the king of the world. Then, without any external objects, I was bored to death. I took back those things one by one. But in this process, I was just a spectator at the beginning. I didn't catch anything. It wasn't until I was playing zither in the Peach Cheeks Restaurant that I remembered the injustice of playing zither. In addition, I saw Song Nianqing's fourteenth sword. I vaguely felt that the Earth Immortal's sword was crying out for someone. Back then, I did a lot of ridiculous things like squandering money. Now, I was just picking them up one by one. But I didn't want to cry out for injustice. Instead, it was because I was in an out-of-body state. The last place before I collected my thoughts was above the clouds of the Ninth Heaven. In a trance, I seemed to see a flood dragon surging, moving clouds and summoning rain. There were also many immortals sitting in various positions. No matter how the clouds moved, they always held fishing rods in their hands. They didn't have hooks, but they sat high above the heads of all living creatures. They swung their fishing rods again and again, fishing up strands of the world's fate. Especially above the Beiliang, the number of times they raised their fishing rods was especially frequent. I was clearly familiar with the back of the immortal who was singing loudly, but I just couldn't remember who it was. I couldn't cry out for injustice. What should I do? So, I really want to know if there's really someone above us. Is there a way to try slaying a dragon and killing an immortal? Only then can I vent my anger! "
Even Xu Yanbing, whose cultivation realm was unfathomable, was dumbfounded when he heard such "crazy words" that were loud enough to blot out the sky.
Hsu Fengnian suddenly stood up and looked to the east. "The Spring and Autumn Sword that was hovering outside the East Sea Martial Emperor City finally moved."
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To the east of Dongfeng County was Gui County. An elegant young master wearing a black robe rode slowly on a horse. A long saber with a white scabbard rested on his shoulder. His hands lazily rested on the sword, which rose and fell with the horse. A folding fan was inserted into the jade belt on his waist. He looked relaxed. Beside him was a retainer who didn't ride a horse. His figure was strong and healthy, and he was running wildly behind the man and the horse.
The handsome young master suddenly stopped his horse and turned to look to the east. The strong retainer asked carefully, "Young master, that Beiliang's son can't hold back anymore?"
The young master's slender and fair fingers gently tapped the scabbard, as if gently comforting the famous saber in the scabbard. He smiled charmingly and said, "Not yet. But that person from Suixie Valley's sword has eaten its fill. He's preparing to fight Wang Xianzhi with a sword."
The retainer grinned and said, "Young master, if His Royal Highness really kills Mount Bubing's leader Fifth Raccoon, he won't be easy to deal with. You have to be careful."
The young master rolled his eyes like a woman's coquettish eyes. "Slap him!"
The retainer, who reminded him out of kindness, immediately kept quiet out of fear. He slapped his face hard, and scarlet blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Only then did the satisfied young master continue to urge his horse forward. He muttered to himself, "Everyone says that the previous leader of Wudang, Hong Xixiang, is the reincarnation of the Devil Slaying Platform's Qi Xuan Zheng. As for me, I can barely be considered relatives with those uncles and aunts who were killed by the Great Spiritual Master Qi Xuan Zheng. Even if their seniority is the same as mine, their age is still there. I don't know why Hong Xixiang killed himself. Since that person surnamed Xu has a deep relationship with Wudang Mountain, if I don't find trouble with him, who else can I find trouble with? Wait until this young master takes care of Hsu Fengnian and stays in Beiliang for a year or two. Then, I'll be able to take control of Zhulu Mountain. It's not a good feeling to have a woman of unknown origin ride on top of my head. This young master has never had the hobby of women on top of men. I'll let her fight with Mount Huishan Xuanyuan Qingfeng first. If it doesn't work out, I'll personally go to Zhulu Mountain and clean up the sect. Although I'm still not that woman's match in a one-on-one fight, I'll bring a few thousand cavalry and a hundred inner court experts. Even that Wang Xianzhi, I'll be able to cause trouble for him. This Demonic Sect, ah. Sooner or later, it'll be this young master's rightful possession. "
The retainer snickered. "Young master, you'll be able to sit firmly on the dragon throne!"
The young master loosened his grip on the scabbard, and the scabbard spun out a large circle. With him and his horse as the center, the snowflakes within a hundred feet radius were crushed into pieces.
The retainer clearly heard the young master on the horse sneer. "Yue Zhang, you're a Vajra Realm expert after all. You even managed to escape from the hands of a human cat. Can't you have some backbone? It's very embarrassing to bring a lousy piece of trash like you out. "
The retainer smiled obsequiously. "It's already a great honor to run errands and do odd jobs by young master's side."
The young master curled his lips into a smile. "It seems that the eighty percent mature Thunder of Mind I learned from Gu Jiantang has broken your backbone."
The retainer nodded vigorously in agreement.
The young master looked up at the snowy sky with a helpless expression. "Jianghu is boring."
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