Sword of Coming

After a war, you need to rest and recuperate. This is common sense. Because the imperial army no longer posed a threat, and Song Fengshan was in charge of the villa, Song Yushao was not in a hurry to rush back. He only wanted to ask some questions when Chu Hao woke up next time.

A pure martial artist who enters the palace can return to his peak after a period of recuperation and recuperation as long as his body and soul are not damaged. The length of time varies from person to person. The "Martial God Realm" that Song Yushao originally thought was Chen's spiritual strength. Ping An's so-called golden body, immortalization and mountain top three realms, it is said that the conversion of the old and new qi can be completed in an instant. Outsiders cannot understand the truth at all. Of course, there is no flaw. The Qingzhu Sword Immortal was waiting on the battlefield before. It is impossible to appear, so there is a saying that has been circulating in the central Aquarius continent, which is full of domineering, and is called "The God of War is at the peak before he dies in battle." However, Song Yushao only heard about it, and Chen Ping'an only knew about the division of realms. For the three realms of refining the gods, The scenery on the top of the mountain is still covered by clouds and fog.

Song Yushao saw that Chen Pingan's face was not very good, which was a bit abnormal. Logically speaking, after the martial artist left the battlefield, his appearance should become more stable. Instead, Chen Pingan showed some fatigue, stopped, and couldn't help but ask : "What's going on? You were injured secretly?"

Chen Pingan first checked Chu Hao, his breathing was slow and steady, as if there was no sign of waking up yet, but Chen Pingan didn't say anything, as if he had followed Liu Xianyang when he was a boy and wandered all over the mountains and fields. After catching the mountain snake, he just shook the snake's body. It can relax his muscles and loosen his bones, and with a flick of his wrist, he can completely knock out the general of Shushui Kingdom.

Chu Hao, who originally thought he was well concealed, wailed in his heart, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness. With such a bullshit swordsman in the stall who has no sense of justice, he really has no choice this time.

Chen Pingan then explained to Song Yushao: "Because I am not a swordsman on the mountain, it takes a lot of effort for me to control the two flying swords. Although they can kill enemies on their own after leaving the sword gourd, they still need me Put some divine will on the flying swords, similar to their scabbards, otherwise they won't stay outside the Qi Mansion or Sword Gourd for too long, and the square inch talisman is used a bit too much, and the two breath exchanges are a bit hasty. It’s a bit uncomfortable now, but it doesn’t matter. As long as there is no big battle in the near future, I can make up for it by breathing in and out.”

Song Yushao felt relieved and walked among the mountains and forests. The shade of the trees and the sunshine complemented each other. The old man felt relaxed and happy. Not only had his heart been opened, but also because he met a friend from the past who could trust his life, he rekindled his love for the world. hope. Even if people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, the world is still there.

The old man suddenly smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an, although you have a sword-raising gourd, you don't have to spend a certain amount of heaven and earth treasures to repair the flaws of your natal flying sword every time like the sword fairy. But One code after another, Chu Hao actually invited the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal from Songxi Country to join the battle. Without your help this time, I would definitely be surrounded by the army, so when I return to the villa, I will take all the small snow money. , in return for the gift, the number is not much, and I have saved less than 2,000 pieces over the years. Fengshan went to Xianjia Ferry to buy 'Cangshui', and used half of it, so I can only give you eight or nine hundred pieces of Xiaoxue money. "

When the old man said this, he felt a little embarrassed and laughed at himself: "I never thought that the life of Song Yushao, the swordsman of Shushui Kingdom, would be less than a thousand pieces of snow money."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Senior Song, I only need three to four hundred Xiaoxue coins. You don't need to give them all to me. Song Fengshan will definitely need them in the future."

Although in the square-inch object of Flying Sword Fifteen, there is a pile of snow money that the boy in Tsing Yi used to buy ordinary snake gallstones, and eight more precious Xiaoshu coins, which are not too few. However, under Wei Bo's recommendation, Chen Ping'an had seen the scene of Baofu Zhai in Niujiao Mountain with his own eyes, and was worried that if he came to the Xianjia Ferry later, he would regret missing out on something he liked on the mountain.

As for Senior Song and Jianshui Villa, Chen Ping'an believes in what the old man said, green mountains will not change and green waters will flow forever.

Chen Ping'an chose to accept the money, but not all of it. To Song Yushao's surprise, the old man couldn't help laughing and said: "You are too polite... You are not polite! Do you know what the older generation of Jianghu people would say? They know how to take pictures. Say it from the bottom of your heart, 'Talking about money between brothers hurts feelings. If you treat me as a brother, don't talk about it again, otherwise brothers will have nothing to do.'"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Owing a favor is more uncomfortable than owing money, at least for me."

Song Yushao understood this deeply and nodded: "That's true."

The old man finally added, "It should be so."

The mountain breeze blows in the mountains and forests, the green leaves are whirling, and the shade of the trees is cool.

Song Yushao didn't walk fast because he was concerned about Chen Pingan's physical condition. However, since there was no disturbance in his heart, the old man just enjoyed the scenery along the way. Song Yushao just reminded Chen Pingan that next time Chu Hao wakes up, he won't wake up. Dizzy, he has something to ask. Chen Pingan knew everything about him and concluded that Chu Hao's martial arts cultivation was general. Chen Pingan, who was cautious by nature, was relieved and did not want to carry Chu Hao on his back through the mountains, but carrying Chu Hao by the neck was not a problem. After thinking about it, To go, Chen Pingan simply dragged one of Chu Hao's legs, like a mountain king patrolling the territory, using a broom to "sweep" the dead branches and leaves in his yard.

The Green Bamboo Sword Immortal was not afraid of Song Yushao and the young man chasing him. He leisurely returned to the city along the official road. Suddenly he turned his head and looked at the mountains and forests beside the road in the distance. After he stood still, he stretched out his hand to hold the sword hanging at his waist. Cut green bamboo. An acquaintance of the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal slowly walked out from the mountain forest. He was seventy years old and had a sharp face. At first glance, he was not an easy-to-get-together person. He had a sword on his waist and the scabbard was wrapped with green silk thread of unknown material. The long sword, which is far longer than ordinary swordsmen, is extremely eye-catching.

Qingzhu Sword Immortal walked out of the official road and walked towards the ancient swordsman from the Yu State whom he had met several times. The two stopped at the same time, twenty steps apart.

The old swordsman smiled and said: "Su Lang, it's been five or six years since we last said goodbye by the river, right?"

Qingzhu Sword Immortal said calmly: "Lin Gushan, what do you want from me? Tell me what you have to say, I'm not in a good mood right now."

The old swordsman didn't take it seriously for the arrogance of a junior martial artist, and said straight to the point: "This time I was entrusted by the imperial master to intercept and kill Chen Pingan. We had a fight before, with a royal warrior and a snake and scorpion warrior. Madam, I have died in the hands of Chen Pingan one after another. Now only me and the owner of Maitong Building are left. We don’t want to stop here. I have seen a wonderful show of gods chiseling formations in the mountains before, and I was wondering if I could be with you. Join forces and hunt down Chen Pingan and Song Yushao together. After you succeed, no matter life or death, Song Yushao will be at your disposal, and Chen Pingan will be left to us to take back to the Ancient Yu Kingdom."

Su Lang glanced at the mountains and dense forests and asked two questions, "Is it in time? Is there a chance of winning?"

Lin Gushan, the Sword Lord of the Ancient Yu Kingdom, nodded and said: "The owner of Maitonglou is the best at assassination. He will strike first and harass, which is enough to delay the two of them. As for the chance of winning, I can only say that it depends on manpower. Even if the three of us join forces, , I, Lin Gushan, cannot guarantee how many will survive in the end."

Su Lang smiled and said: "If Senior Lin says that the chance of winning is extremely high, then I won't nod."

Lin Gushan asked: "Is this considered an agreement?"

Su Lang nodded and said: "You go to support the owner of Maitonglou first. I want to go back the way I came to find the lieutenant of the Chu family's elite cavalry and the two Qi practitioners worshiped by Shushui Kingdom. As long as you two can stop Song With Yu Shao and Chen Pingan, I can make the odds of winning even greater."

Lin Gushan was a little hesitant.

Su Lang smiled and said: "This time we join forces in a hurry, if it is beneficial, we will gather together, and if it is not beneficial, we will break up. It is normal for you not to believe me. Su Lang, but at least you have to believe that cutting off the head of an old swordsman from Shushui Kingdom with his own hands is not a good thing for a Song Dynasty." For the Xiguo Sword Immortal, how great is the temptation?"

Lin Gushan sneered and said: "Wouldn't it be better to take away the head of the Sword Master of the Ancient Yu Kingdom as well? By then, you, the Sword Master of ten countries, will be the only one to master the art of swordsmanship!"

Su Lang twisted a strand of black hair hanging down from his temples with one hand and two fingers, and gently tapped the piece of green bamboo with his fingers, looking extremely casual, "Your sword, Lin Gushan, has never caught my eye."

Lin Gushan, who has a very bad reputation in the world, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "The tone is loud."

Su Lang looked calm, "The truth never sounds good."

Lin Gushan sneered and said in a cold voice: "No matter what, today Song and Chen are our biggest enemies. The owner of Maitong Building and I are waiting for good news! If you are late, I dare not say that the one who holds a grudge Will the owner of the Maitong Building take revenge on you, Su Lang? I, Lin Gushan, will definitely seek justice from you and the royal family of the Songxi Kingdom."

Su Lang stretched out a hand to signal Lin Gushan to go first.

The sword master swept away.

Su Lang also turned around and headed towards the official road.

But halfway along the road, Su Lang suddenly stopped. He saw an innocent and charming girl, wearing a goose-yellow pink skirt, standing in the middle of the road with her whole body spotless.

Su Lang moved forward slowly.

The girl took out a secret letter from her sleeve. There was a vermilion seal on it. It was the author of the letter to prevent the sender from opening it privately. The girl smiled and said: "Song Fengshan asked me to give it to you. He said that you should open the envelope once You can tell by looking at it, that guy also said that if you agree, just nod in front of me, and Song Fengshan promises that in the next sixty years, you, Su Lang, will steadily occupy half of the world in more than ten countries as a swordsman."

Su Lang thought for a moment, then took out two gloves sewn with snow-white silk thread from his sleeves. After putting them on, he waved, "Throw them over."

The girl is one of the four evil spirits of Shushui Kingdom from the ancient temple "Mammy". When she left Jianshui Villa this time, in addition to keeping an eye on Song Yushao in case of any unexpected events, the most important thing was to find an opportunity to hand over this secret letter. In Su Lang's hands, the world-renowned Green Bamboo Sword Immortal was actually a relative of the Songxi Kingdom's emperor, but his bloodline was incorrect and he had long since lost the chance to inherit the throne.

Su Lang carefully removed the sealing mud. After opening the envelope, he quickly read the contents of the secret letter. The corner of his mouth raised an arc. Then he shook his wrist and shattered the secret letter. He took off his gloves and put them back in his sleeves. Su Lang nodded and said, "Girl. You can go to Song Fengshan for business. Since Jianshui Villa is so sincere, I, Su Lang, will reciprocate the favor. Miss, please tell Song Fengshan that there will be some good news soon, which is related to the old sword master. In the letter I hope Song Fengshan will do what he says."

At the moment, the young girl was light-hearted, with her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined, smiling and looking forward to it, "Although Song Fengshan doesn't understand the style, he is still very steady in doing things. Demons who have lived hundreds or hundreds of years longer than us, You also need to be experienced. So Su Lang, you can rest assured that in the future you will be the king of the world in more than ten countries, and it is better not to sit on the dragon's throne than on the dragon's throne."

Su Lang smiled and said, "Then let me borrow the girl's good words."

"If Sword Immortal Su is in need of someone to sleep with in the future, just let me know and I will be here at your call!" The girl cast a flirtatious look at the man in Yushu Linfeng, let out a string of silvery laughter, her figure swayed, and then turned into a A billowing stream of blue smoke rose from the ground and quickly disappeared in the air.

Su Lang continued to move forward alone, only starting to weigh the pros and cons.

It is better to be eager for quick success and get the benefits early.

Or join forces with Song Fengshan and let him push her to the high position of king of the world?

Su Lang suddenly burst into laughter. There was a proposal in the secret letter, which was really interesting. Song Fengshan promised that there would be a mighty Jianghu campaign about every ten years. The two of them would have a peak battle. He, Song Fengshan, would then inherit the throne. The so-called life-and-death battle between the Sword Master of Jianshui Villa and Su Lang, who holds the title of Sword Master exclusively, is just a show for the world. In the letter, Song Fengshan had even chosen three locations for the fight. The first time was when Song Fengshan challenged Su Lang. The location was chosen at the top of the main hall in the Songxi Kingdom Palace. Su Lang won a great victory. The second time he chose the sword-fighting venue. At the top of the waterfall in Water Villa, Song Fengshan was slightly better. In the third appointment at the mass grave in Rouge County, Caiyi Country, Su Lang won.

Su Lang found it quite interesting.

So he decided to take off the heads of the sword master of the ancient Yu Kingdom and the owner of the Maitong Tower as a gift.

Su Lang soon saw the figures of the soldiers and horses of the Shushui Kingdom. Song Fengshan's interlocking plans were still in his mind, and he murmured: "Can the world still play like this?"

In the end, the Songxi Sword Immortal did not go straight to the army, but made a sudden turn and swept towards the mountains alone.

It's still three versus two, but this three is Song Yushao, Chen Ping'an, plus Su Lang.

We will deal with Lin Gushan and the owner of Maitonglou together.

After Su Lang entered the mountain road in the forest, he began to deliberately slow down and said with a smile: "The world is dangerous."

Within the city, there is an inconspicuous and secluded house, where distinguished guests from the capital stay. Although the house is not luxurious, it is extremely clean and tidy. The various decorations are full of the elegant atmosphere of a scholarly family, and the location is quiet in the middle of the bustle. , obviously a lot of thought was put into it.

There is a pampered woman standing in the courtyard. Although she is not young, she is well-kept and her charm is still there. If you don't look carefully at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she looks like a young woman in her thirties. She is bending down and taking a sip. The fish are fed in the large tank, which contains dozens of exquisite goldfish, and is also planted with emerald green water lilies, with gold and green contrasting with each other.

Apart from this regal woman from the capital, there was only one strong maid armed with a sword, and there was no one else in the courtyard.

However, the alleys and streets around the house are full of mysteries. Not only are they guarded by elite soldiers, but there are also several martial arts masters hiding in the market. Some capable and capable old detectives from the governor's mansion have been here for a long time to maintain secret security. It can be seen from this that this visitor from the capital must have a great background.

But in the midst of heavy protection, the maidservant, who was as tall as a man and wielded a sword, collapsed to the ground without warning. Behind the maidservant, a handsome young man holding a folding fan appeared, fanning the breeze, and his hair on the temples fluttered slightly, looking towards him with a smile. The woman who was still bending down to feed showed her plump figure and the beautiful scenery. The young master just felt that this scene was so beautiful that it was worth the trip.

The woman stood up, turned her head, and looked at the young man silently.

The young man smiled and said, "Madam, we have met in the capital before."

The woman looked calm and said sarcastically: "When did the descendants of the Han family in Xiaozhongshan have the courage to fight with a general?"

After putting away the folding fan, the young man covered his face with his hands and slowly wiped it down. Finally, a face that was very familiar to the woman was revealed. The young man laughed in a voice that was also most familiar to the woman: "Now what? ?My good lady?”

Before the woman screamed, Han Yuanshan, a descendant of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, stretched out a finger and hissed softly, "Madam, don't worry, I, Han Yuanshan, only like to steal a woman's heart, and never steal or snatch a woman's body. But I believe that one day, Madam will be willing to offer herself a bed to sleep with me..."

At this moment, Han Yuanshan, who showed his face as Chu Hao, pointed to the fish tank. After a brief pause, he continued: "Together with each other, fish and water are happy."

In Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, there was an old Confucian scholar with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, standing at the top of the city with a solemn expression.

In the capital of Caiyi Kingdom, in the royal study room of the imperial palace, there was also an ancient Confucian scholar with his hands behind his back and a jade pendant on his waist. The old man stood at the window and said nothing. The emperor of Caiyi Kingdom stood beside him tremblingly, not even daring to sit down.

In the ancient Yu Kingdom, there was a thirty-year-old Confucian scholar in blue shirt, still wearing the same jade pendant. He sat in a rough hired carriage, and along the way he disliked this and that young horseman. On the official road, which was still twenty miles away from the ancient Yu Kingdom, he was stunned. With his good eyesight, he saw that there were thousands of elite cavalry with strong soldiers and horses, and there were a lot of high-ranking official posts of Huang Zi Gongqing. There seems to be a man in a yellow robe standing beside the post road, with his hands tied, as if waiting for someone?

The scholar in the carriage put down the book in his hand and said to him: "Stop the horse when you arrive at the inn. Don't worry, they are waiting for me. In addition to the deposit paid previously, any reward privately given to you by the imperial court of the ancient Yu Kingdom will be treated as my remaining All expenses were paid.”

After saying this, the middle-aged scholar packed the book box and said with a smile: "It's hard to come out for a trip. When we arrive at Shushui Country, don't make us angry again."

At Jianshui Villa, the Wulin Alliance Leader Ceremony is about to be held. In the lobby, a few faces that appeared at the previous banquet are missing, but there are also many more famous gangsters, both black and white. The Jianghu of Shushui Kingdom Most of the heroes are here.

Song Fengshan sat in the main seat, but when he saw these influential figures, he didn't actually have much emotion.

Among them there are many people who are speculators, people who harbor evil intentions, people who judge the situation before making bets, and even people in the court who think they can see a huge joke.

Not far from Song Fengshan, his wife was sitting, dressed up in her best clothes. Her grace and demeanor would probably not be lost to those of the ladies in the palace.

Of course Song Fengshan was confident, but some people below also thought he was sure of victory.

However, neither party expected that the arrival of an uninvited guest would break the years of hard work planned by both parties.

There was no report from the concierge, and no disciple from Jianshui Villa came to stop him. After seeing the person who signed up, almost everyone subconsciously saluted and treated guests with Confucian etiquette.

And the young man wearing a scholar's shirt and a scarf, with a jade pendant hanging on his waist, walked unhurriedly into the lobby of Jianshui Villa where all the heroes gathered, with an indescribable pace and rhythm. After he crossed the threshold, he looked around and announced his identity again, "Guanhu Academy, where wise people behave."

In the lobby, almost everyone stood up and bowed to this person.

The young man bowed in return, then took two or three steps forward and looked at the young master of Jianshui Villa on the main seat.

Song Fengshan's face was gloomy, and the young woman sitting nearby signaled with her eyes not to act rashly.

The young sage from Guanhu Academy said calmly: "Can Han Yuanshan, a descendant of the Han family in Xiaozhongshan, be at the villa?" "

Song Fengshan suppressed the anger in his heart, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Unfortunately, Han Yuanshan was still at the villa yesterday, but he is no longer here today. He said that he wanted to travel to the great rivers and mountains on a temporary basis. I don't know who this person is. Mr. Academy, what do you have to do with him? If it's not urgent, I can tell Han Yuanshan."

The young sage smiled and said, "Han Yuanshan is a Jinshi of Shushui Kingdom and is already my Confucian disciple, but he practices magic kung fu with ulterior motives and harms the country. I will take him to Guanhu Academy to accept punishment. As for how to deal with it, When you get to the academy, you will have your own conclusion. Song Fengshan, I am not a sage in the academy, but I want to advise you: it is not too late to rein in the situation, and it is not too late to make up for it."

Song Fengshan rested his elbow on the handle of the chair, held his cheek, tilted his head, looked at the wise man from Guanhu Academy with a smile, and took a leisurely look at him.

It is rumored that these indescribable masters and gentlemen, every time they leave the academy and act according to orders, they will hang the jade pendant given by the saint of the academy around their waists, which can record their experiences and their own cultivation to show that their words and deeds are aboveboard. The style of the jade pendant is the simplest and most elegant peace sign in the world. However, for different sages and gentlemen, the words engraved on it have different contents, but without exception, they are profound and often contain the expectations and advice of the academy saints for this person.

Song Fengshan was extremely rude and had no intention of answering. Of course, the young woman had to smooth things over. After standing up and saluting the sage from the academy, she smiled and said: "If Han Yuanshan is really like this, I, Jianshui Villa, must act impartially. Justice lies in it." , we must do our best to help the academy capture this person."

Zhou Ju looked at the woman and said in a deep voice: "If you hadn't cut off the Changsheng Bridge early, you could stand here and talk so shamelessly. Otherwise, your fate would be no better than Han Yuanshan. People in the devil's way make trouble in the world, and there are chivalrous people. We must eliminate demons and protect the Tao, but if you dare to invade the mountains, rivers, and land of a country, our academy will never forgive you!"

Song Fengshan sat up straight and stared at Zhou Ju, "You'd better be polite when talking to my wife."

"Fengshan!"

The young woman turned her head and whispered softly. Seeing her anxious eyes, Song Fengshan sighed in his heart, leaned back on the chair and stopped talking.

At this time, Dou Yang, the self-proclaimed leader of the Demon Cult, took a sip of wine, slammed the wine glass on the table, and sneered.

The young sage turned to look at the Qi Practitioner and said: "When I finish the official business of the academy, I will take off the jade pendant around my waist. I hope you, Dou Yang, can still smile by then."

Dou Yang glanced sideways at the academy master who was probably less than thirty years old, and said hehe: "Other people are afraid of your Guanhu Academy's reputation. They are scared to death. I, Dou Yang, am also afraid, but because I know the rules of your academy, I am afraid." I don’t need to be trembling. I know exactly what the threshold is for a Confucian sage, what are the bottlenecks, and how far apart he is from a gentleman. So you Zhou Ju don’t need to use words to pressure me. To put it bluntly, you have picked up the jade card, but I am still the same. I will be jealous of your academy and how dare I fight with you freely, but if you Zhou Ju have the ability to take off your Confucian shirt and scarf and behave like a Jianghu person, then I, Dou Yang, will not beat the shit out of you, I will let you surname!"

The words of the devil Dou Yang were domineering and relieving. Even some big guys from the White Way felt that although this person had done many evil things and had caused a series of bloody storms in the world, he might be able to speak in front of a Guanhu Academy member. In the face of a wise man, speaking such words is truly worthy of the world! Can Shushui Country have such a giant of demonic power? Does it mean that it can overwhelm Caiyi Country's ancient Yu Country?

The sage Zhou Ju smiled slightly.

He lowered his head and whispered to the jade plaque: "Sir, listen, can I still bear this? I can't bear to hit those sages in the academy. Is it possible that I have to go out and be thousands of miles away from the academy?" Tolerate a magic practitioner? Well, you will definitely say that if you endure it again and again, you can become a gentleman again, but... I really can't bear it... What, sir, what are you going to say... Hey, hey, can you hear me? Oops, what happened to the jade card? Sir, you must take good care of those guys in the Academy Manufacturing Bureau when you go back... That's it, no more chatting, go back to the academy Sir, please help me change a jade pendant..."

In the end, everyone saw the young master from the academy who was talking nonsense. He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the jade medal that seemed to be shaking on its own, and shook it vigorously. In the end, he made a secret with two fingers and turned it gently, and there was a breeze. Yingying covered the jade plaque and wrapped it like a cocoon. Then the young sage smiled and took off the jade pendant and put it into his sleeve.

The young woman walked up to Song Fengshan while no one was paying attention, and said with a wry smile: "Fengshan, I remember, this person is one of the direct disciples of the saint from Guanhu Academy. Among the disciples, this person is the youngest and has a bad temper. The worst, in terms of ability... Even if he is not the best, he can definitely be ranked second. He achieved the status of a gentleman at a young age. It was extremely sensational at the time, and he was hailed as the best candidate for a 'gentleman' after Emperor Cui Minghuang. , it is very likely that the sage from the Academy will personally inspect and assess him, so Guanhu Academy protects him very well, and our intelligence reports have always recorded him as Zhou Juran, not Zhou Ju."

Dou Yang sat there blankly and swallowed.

Although he didn't know that Zhou Ju was Zhou Juran, Dou Yang still caught the clues about "beating a wise man" and "returning to a gentleman".

So Dou Yang stood up and apologized.

There is no shame in surrendering to a Confucian gentleman.

Zhou Ju, who just temporarily left the academy as a sage, stretched out his hand and pointed two fingers at Dou Yang, the arrogant demon in Shushui Kingdom, and said with a smile: "My Confucian sages once wrote magnificent poems. If you ask future generations, you will not see it." The gravel in Sichuan is as big as a bucket, and it is scattered all over the ground in the wind? Later Zhou Ju replied here, I have seen it!"

Within one foot of the burly Dou Yang, with him as the center of the circle, the strong wind swept across. The fierce wind was like a land tornado, crazily surrounding this demon giant.

Dou Yang's fate was a veritable mess.

The strong wind dissipated and the withered bones fell to the ground.

The young sage didn't even look at Dou Yang, who was only a skeleton. He raised his head slightly, looked at Song Fengshan, and asked, "Do you know now that I was very polite when I spoke to your wife earlier?"

Song Fengshan was so angry that the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, but the young woman standing next to him reached out and pressed the back of his hand hard. She smiled and said: "We, husband and wife, are certainly aware of the kindness given by Master Zhou."

Zhou Ju smiled and said, "Since Han Yuanshan is not present, I will not disturb your alliance leader ceremony. I will go find him and you can continue."

The sage from the academy turned around gracefully and walked towards the door. It happened that an old man and a young man were returning to Jianshui Villa and walking side by side towards the lobby. They seemed to have experienced a series of dangerous battles and were stained with blood.

Neither party stopped or made a sound, just as they were crossing the threshold, they passed each other.

The young sage kept staring at the young man carrying the sword. The latter was a little strange, so he looked back at him, and their eyes met.

Even though the young man had entered the lobby, he no longer looked at him. The young sage who was once the gentleman of Guanhu Academy still kept turning his head to look at the young man.