Green clothes under the pavilion.

The old man on the pavilion had a green snake in his sleeve.

Two generations of masters stood on the pavilion.

The world is always full of waves. Even the talented talents are generally at most, and they are at most in the top ten and twenty years. Thirty years are the ultimate. In the past century, there is a yellow dragon soldier in the yilin. Wang Xianzhi is in charge of the Wudi City of the East China Sea. It is a real one-in-a-century encounter. Compared with the so-called rare encounters in the world that are flooded in the world, it cannot be compared. Apart from these two immortals and demons, they are generally the trend of latecomers. The Gun Fairy King Xiu, one of the four great masters in the previous generation, lost to his disciple Chen Zhibao, and Wudang Mountain, who was a scattered in the sky, riding the green cow in a flash. After the old sword god Li Chungang was depressed, the sword path only had a short period of darkness. Soon, the peach blossom branch Deng Taia led the way to occupy the sword path, and there were also the fairy tale of Qi in Longhu Mountain, Wu Liuding, and Tangxi sword immortal Lu Baijie all appeared one after another.

The older generation of people in the world may have truly been impressed by the heroic spirit of "Li Chungang's sword goes east with his sword", but when they die, how many young people really remember the sword immortal style of the old sword god stepping on the sword and flying river?

If you hear the saying that Li Chungang's swordsmanship is as long as the night will last forever, you will feel too conceited and absurd.

At this time, Cao Changqing, a green-clothed man, spoke wildly at the former leader of the swordsmanship. With Cao Changqing's noble spirit, he should not be underestimating the older generation of sword gods. But everyone can understand the meaning inside and outside. He was probably not afraid of Cao Changqing when he stepped onto the land sword fairyland today. Even the prince, who had learned about the two-sleeved green snake, was worried, for fear that Old Man Li would be older and lacked an arm, and he would not be as good as Guanzi Cao who was at the peak of his cultivation.

Masters fight, fight wits, courage, and even more fighting spirit. Cao Qingyi's life is ups and downs. Confucianism is good at raising righteous qi. After his country was destroyed, he used a common man to fight against the wrath of the emperor. He did not touch weapons, did not cover his armor, and he wore a blue man three times to enter and exit the palace. His mind and mind were undoubtedly tenacious and broader than ordinary martial artists. When the official is invincible, there is no doubt that Wang Xianzhi is invincible and built a city in the East China Sea and built a military tower. There are six floors below the top floor. There are six martial slaves in charge respectively to deal with challengers in the world. Generally, peerless masters are better than one.

The man would take a rest for a while and wait until his energy was full before fighting again. Even though he was arrogant like Deng Tai'a, he defeated the enemy in a blink of an eye, he still retreated from the Jiebing Tower after winning. After a half-day battle, he lost six people to the top of the building. Only Cao Changqing fought for two consecutive days and reached the top in one fell swoop. It is said that he was still calm when facing Wang Xianzhi, and was praised as having a huge aura and only losing to Qi Xuanjie. How could Xu Fengnian not be afraid that if the old sword god was so stubborn, this old man cherished his feathers the most, and really annoyed him. He deliberately fought with Cao Changqing to death, would he be exhausted?

The murderous intent is everywhere, and the King of Qushui is about to end. The poor scholar who was brought to Baoguo Temple by His Highness to fight with Yuan Jiangyan, the beautiful bearded man, was not at all inferior. The complex theory of righteousness and profit, and the king of righteousness and profit, was like a pass, and he went to everything. Three or four hundred listeners completely put aside his contempt and did not dare to regard this young man as a poor scholar who pretended to be sensational, especially the functions of filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, trustworthiness, talent and wisdom were first discussed and then concluded. In the end, many famous scholars who regarded themselves as mediocre scholars were slightly awakened. The poor scholar's words, "When you have great skills, you will become a sage; if you have the ability but no time, you will only be a pedantic scholar," were considered a slap in the face.

But Yuan Honghu was still not angry and laughed it off. The scholar spared no effort to promote the view that the monarch is capable of doing things, and he was generous and did not care about it. Otherwise, with Yuan Jiangyan's status, one word would be enough to determine life and death. Although to be fair, Yuan Jiangyan won the debate, he personally commented that the debate was unbeatable. Yin Daolin, the chairman of Baoguo Temple, nodded and said that it was yes. In this way, no one dared to object. If the common people want to make a name for themselves, it is a shortcut to participate in the gathering of celebrities. It is easy to do it. It is difficult for poor families to enter the banquet as if they are ascended to the sky. It is even more difficult to be able to get into the eyes of famous scholars, let alone that the debate won the veritable first-class scholar like Yuan Jiangyan. Therefore, no one suspected that the scholar who was sitting in the last banquet had already made a big splash and was expected to be rich.

The aristocratic clans who were self-reliant and were ready to take action before they were moved. Some second- and third-rate gentry and high-ranking commoners were already thinking about whether they could take the initiative first. After the meeting, they recognized this cheap son-in-law and included them in the family, and participated in a few more Qushui Liushangs, and made a name for themselves. They became famous first, and then planned a career in officialdom. This is not inferior to the scholars who are married to talented and mediocre. If they are lucky, this kid can be truly accused of being a rich and beautiful family line like Yuan Honghu. Why worry about not having a big bright future?

Xu Zhihu, who was taking a break in the pavilion, watched coldly and sneered. The reason why Yuan Honghu was so generous was that the scholar borrowed the east wind from her brother? This scholar had an authentic Jiangnan accent and was clearly a poor person from Yangzhou. Since you, the prince of Beiliang, could lead you into the temple and sit in the seat, our famous scholars in Yangzhou would not mind your lowly background. They personally made you famous. It is hard to say which of the two favors is more important. Xu Zhihu thought that Yuan Jiangyan could be the leader of the Jiangzuo Shizi Group. His eyesight was indeed not bad, and he was disgusting.

When Xu Zhihu, who was condescending to the fire, saw that the scholar became famous in one fell swoop, did not show any sacredness. He stood up and looked around for a while, and there was a sense of bleakness that was inconsistent with the situation. Xu Zhihu, who had a fluctuating life experience, rarely had deviations in his view of men, and his vision was perfect. This is a bit strange. Some poor scholars leaped over the dragon gate, and some were crying with joy, and some were crazy. In my memory, this scholar named Chen Liangxi met Xu Huipu and dating, and were good at painting dragons and tigers. I met my younger brother by chance today. Will there be any mystery?

Although Xu Huipu was cold and arrogant, she was still a cage in a high-ranking sect. It was okay to have a scattered small matters, but it was impossible to control the big matters. Just like when she had never wanted to marry far away from Jiangnan? The beautiful maid who was teased by His Royal Highness repeatedly looked at the scholar beside her, and was fascinated. He had just scolded Baji and was extremely charming. Even if she competed with a top-notch scholar like Yuan Honghu, she was still not frightened. Moreover, she participated in countless conversations and was quite knowledgeable. The maids who could participate in Qushui Liushang were not simple. First of all, they had to be innocent from the aristocratic family, and secondly, they needed to be beautiful and elegant and talented. For example, she was a maid who was fortunate to enter the Yuan family of Boqi since childhood. She was talented and taught poetry, calligraphy, piano and chess after being favored. Today, all the maids who served wine were trained by Boqi Yuan.

When she saw Chen Liangxi get up, she hurriedly handed the wine glass. The latter smiled gently, took the wine glass and drank it all, and quenched her thirst with wine. She couldn't help but compare Junyan in front of her with the slut. Humph, the scoundrel and frivolous young master Bai Chang is so handsome and beautiful, it's a pity!

The poor scholar Chen Liangxi didn't see the "Xu Dianxia". He was a little regretful and wanted to thank the child. Since he couldn't find it, he was not worried about it. He turned around and saw the little girl with yellow skin. He felt pity. He asked the maid for some fruit and snacks, and pulled the little beggar to sit down again. After the beautiful maid brought the lunch box, the little beggar did not dare to do it, so he picked up the delicate snacks and handed them to the child. The little beggar lowered his head and ate it nervously, and he didn't know if it felt like this. He smiled from time to time to help the little girl wipe the pastry crumbs from the corner of his mouth. The beautiful maid saw this warm picture that was destined to be unimaginable in a wealthy family, and his heart was soft again. This young man was such a good man.

Outside the pavilion, Xu Fengnian could only guarantee that he would not retreat. It was already difficult to go further to the Shu Road to the sky.

Cao Changqing, who never brought weapons to the enemy, was arrogant. Even when he faced Li Chungang, who had a legend in the past, he still moved forward, ignoring the majestic sword intent that the old sword god had been rising again and again.

Before the old man with sheepskin fur raised his arms, dozens of crisscrossing gullies appeared on the ground between them.

The sword energy rolls on the dragon wall!

Li Chungang once fought with the Sword Saint of Western Shu in the palace. With the reach of Li Chungang's sword energy, the entire magnificent dragon wall that had lasted for hundreds of years was shattered. Before that, Li Chungang spoke of the Swordless Sword Master in Western Shu, and entered Sichuan alone, killing sixteen swordsmans who blocked the road. All of them were broken into pieces by rolling sword energy.

At that time, it was undoubtedly the pinnacle of Li Chungang's swordsmanship, almost invincible in the world.

The ravines were cracked and shocking, but when they spread to Cao Changqing, they seemed to be blocked and stopped invisibly.

Cao Changqing said calmly: "Senior, it's more than eighth? People in the world only know that Li Jianshen's two sleeves are unmatched, but they don't know how powerful the sword energy opens the sky gate."

The more this middle-aged Confucian scholar moved forward, the thicker the crack became.

The two were only ten steps apart.

The old man in sheepskin fur looked leisurely as if he was old and godless, and let Guanzi go in again and again, but he just squinted his eyes and smiled, "What nonsense."

Cao Changqing smiled softly.

In the pavilion, Jiang Ni, who had the courage to stare at Cao Changqing, asked softly: "Uncle Qizhao?"

Cao Changqing suddenly stopped, focused his head, and felt mixed emotions.

Jiang Ni suddenly had red eyes and wanted to get up, but subconsciously went to see His Royal Highness the Prince first. When he saw him expressionless, he turned his head and looked at Xu Zhihu carefully. Cao Changqing was extremely sad when he saw this scene. There was no need for the old sword god's sword energy to roll, and the ground in front of the pavilion sank. Jiang Ni saw Xu Zhihu laughing and thrust, then stood up and said timidly: "Uncle Qizhao, can you not take action?"

The dust splashed out layer by layer like ripples and rushed out. The Cao Guanzi, who was in the middle, said softly: "Cao Changqing follows the princess's orders."

Even Xu Zhihu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. It really corresponded to the conclusion made by Chen Liangxi in the Qushui King. It was unreasonable.

The old sword god snorted coldly and finally put away his sword energy.

Cao Changqing walked up the steps and did not enter the pavilion, so he knelt down again.

This time, I knelt for the prosperous Western Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Xu Fengnian looked at the little clay man standing with a complicated expression and the kneeling Guanzi Cao.

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