Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 208: Zhangjiao and San Gong (Part 2)

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Luoyang City is not peaceful.

Especially in today's uneasy situation, two of the three males in the DPRK have been involved in the same thing. Dazai Li Shang and the Taibao master are the first to bear the brunt, and they play an extremely important role in this. , On the contrary, the Master Tai Fu did not appear from beginning to end.

People in the world have only heard that Master Taifu is one of the three males. He is a scholar with a high level of knowledge and cultivation, but in fact, no one has ever seen Master Taifu really make a move. , And there are not many people who have even seen this master Tai Fu. Those two knew what happened today, but the Tai Fu may not know about it.

The gate of the Taifu Mansion in Shumo Lane is still closed.

In the freezing weather, the Taifu did not go out. This Taifu may be the most uncontested scholar in Luoyang City.

In the mansion, a hundred years have passed, but the face of the old man who still looks like a standing old man stood under the eaves, watching the wind and snow in the distance, the scholar holding an old book in his hand, smiled and said," Is there another big battle today?"

On the wall in the distance, there was a middle-aged man squatting and looking outside the house. In the heavy snow, there was no snow falling on his body. When he saw the Taifu speaking, he shook his head. Killing was originally a method used by the Academy. I wanted to kill the Taoist species before, but now I want to kill that swordsman. It’s actually not difficult. It’s just that there are too many people in Luoyang City. Wang Yanqing in the courtyard, Ye Shengge, the Taoist species, and you, the forgotten Taifu, are so many variables that are hard to imagine."

Tao Fu smiled and pinned the book to his waist, and smiled calmly: "Rudong must have reached the downstairs of Star Reaching by now. He got the seal of the Academy, and the burden on his shoulders is higher than that of others. Seriously, after all, in Luoyang City, in fact, only Mr. Changgu is the most dangerous. He not only used the sword, but also killed the old Master Wen with a single sword. Therefore, he must not be able to enter this game. As for us, there is actually nothing to do. After all, Zhong Yuan is not a person. The entire city of Luoyang, and even the entire dunya of Yanling, want us to come and watch. If we rushed to anger the Academy, it would be a curse. And the whole of the dunya scholars in Yanling, the sin is serious, so in front of our mansion, there is no one waiting to watch. Anyway, Zhong Yuan often doesn't take action. It doesn't make sense to watch."

The middle-aged man squatting on the wall jokingly said: "Then Taifu Zhong, do you want to be Zhong Yuanchang once?"

Tao Fu said in amazement: "What? That young man is not a swordsman, but a scholar?"

The middle-aged man on the wall shook his head.

Tao Fu immediately smiled and said: "That's all right. Since you are not a scholar, what is the matter with Guan Ben? What is Guan Zhong Yuanchang?"

The middle-aged man squatting on the wall waved his hand, jumped off the wall, then walked under the eaves a little boringly, rubbed his hands, did not know where to find a pot of wine, and drank a few sips before he smiled. : "You Taifu Dang has to do your best, but Zhong Yuan is always suffering."

The Tai Fu stands with his hand holding his hand, his thoughts are complicated.

When the middle-aged man saw that the Taifu stopped talking, he stuffed the pot of wine into the Taifu's arms, rubbed his hands again, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'm going to see the excitement and see that the young man is a sword Breaking the game still means letting people live and calculate to death."

Tao Fu nodded and smiled: "By the way, I can tell that young man, if he can live, I would accept him as my student."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Hey, Mrs. Zhong, you don’t even want to make a move, and you still want to admit students, for fear of being laughed out of."

The Tai Fu was not commenting, but he turned around and entered the house, only brief words came, which probably reminded him to bring an umbrella.

The middle-aged man walked out of the Taifu's mansion with a smile, and soon disappeared.

The carriage that stayed in the distance outside Tai Fu's residence also slowly moved towards the imperial city.

In the carriage, Emperor Yanling sits opposite to Wang Yanqing, a blind scholar.

Wang Yanqing smiled and said: "You can probably know the situation in Luoyang City now. Master Su stopped the Taoist Ye Shengge, probably not to cooperate with the academy's actions, even the people in the academy. You never know that Master Su has arrived in Luoyang City, Master Taibao stopped Mr. Changgu, probably because Changgu was the trickiest person in the academy, but since Mr. Changgu and Master Su have met before In fact, the situation is already clear. Mr. Changgu’s sword will probably not go downstairs. Regardless of whether Master Taibao will go downstairs or not, Master Taifu is unwilling to take action. Then the whole Luoyang City can save Li Fuyao. In fact, it’s just me, the blind man. In the battle in front of Dazaifu, it’s not easy if I, a blind man, wants to get involved. Because Su Zhangjiao stood outside the door of Taoism, he has already explained a truth, that is. Even the head teacher wants this war to continue. As for what the head teacher is for, your majesty can think about it, but only think about it."

Emperor Yanling shook his head and waved his hand, "I don't want to guess about the mind of the palm teacher. The gods on the mountain, the mind is more difficult to understand than those of us below the mountain."

Wang Yanqing laughed and said: "In fact, they are almost the same, but they care about more things than your Majesty. Other than that, there is nothing else."

The Emperor Yanling smiled and said: "So until now, I really want Li Fuyao to hang my Luoyang City jade pendant on his waist."

Wang Yanqing smiled bitterly, "It depends on whether he can survive."

Emperor Yanling said sternly: "Can I ask Mr. Yanqing for something?"

Wang Yanqing nodded slowly.

Emperor Yanling said earnestly: "No matter what, within today, Mr. Yan Qing will ensure that Li Fuyao's family is safe and sound!"

Wang Yanqing looked up and suddenly smiled knowingly.

"Sure to live up to your majesty's entrustment."

Wang Yanqing's words fell to the ground in a flash.

Emperor Yanling sat alone in the carriage and whispered: "Li Fuyao, I always remember that you are from Luoyang."

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The sword spirit is soaring in the alley.

Li Fuyao, who was holding a handle of blue silk upside down, cut off one of the heads of the two corpses abruptly. When the headless corpse then patted him with another palm, Li Fuyao struck the corpse with all his strength. The lower abdomen smashed the talisman in the dead man's stomach abruptly, and the corpse fell down suddenly and couldn't stand up again.

The magical technique that the concierge said before was actually nothing more than two talismans placed in the belly of the corpse, which was far from perfect.

As for the other corpse, after Li Fuyao destroyed the previous corpse, the other corpse was no different from the previous corpse for a short while.

So far, in the alley, only Li Fuyao and the monk from the Academy are left.

Li Fuyao looked indifferent and didn't just talk nonsense. He was a masterpiece of blue silk and blue light, and his sword aura was overflowing. After a while, a sword gang was born in the wind and snow. Sweeping back, I don't want to pick up the power of that sword.

Li Fuyao smiled coldly, swept up, stepped on the sword gang, and hurried forward. The original intention was to hand out another sword before the concierge did not respond.

Within ten feet in front of the swordsman, it is the greatest nightmare of the monks in the world.

As Li Fuyao moved forward, his sleeves moved slightly, and the wind and snow gradually stopped. Several snow swords appeared between the sky and the earth, hovering quietly behind him. Xie Lu was among the three at the foot of Jianshan, swordsmanship. The most brilliant person, so Li Fuyao competed with her every day. In fact, Xie Lu was using this method to give Li Fuyao all the sword skills she knew.

The current use of sword energy to condense the sword is one of them.

It's just that the sword in Li Fuyao's hands is not Xiaoxue. In fact, if it were Xiaoxue, the sword might be more agitated.

In other words, to let Xie Lu stand here and draw his sword, taking advantage of the wind and snow, it is far stronger than an ordinary swordsman in the Chaoyang Realm.

Li Fuyao, who was holding Qingsi, did not rush out his sword when he was still some distance away from the concierge. Instead, several snow swords shot away behind him.

The sword is fierce, and is approaching the concierge.

Li Fuyao handed out a sword with one hand.

The wind and snow roared in the alley, and Li Fuyao's sword light was even more dazzling.

There are not many monks and swordsmen in the world who have actually used their hands, so the swordsman's strength is probably only passed down by the predecessors, plus the records in those books, it is like the king of Qi who had shaken his hands with Li Fu before. , It was just a distance from Li Fuyao in accordance with the good words of the predecessors, but in fact, he did not know how terrible the swordsman was.

After all, this is not six thousand years ago, not the era when the swordsman lineage was at its peak.

In that era, I'm afraid no one would dare to challenge the swordsman easily.

In that era, those sword celestial swords hanging from their waists, looking up at the clouds, were probably dismissive of them.

Sword Fairy Liuxiang left a famous sentence from the ages, "If I carry the sword, the clouds and the sea and I must bend!"

Even if the movement caused by the mountains and rivers was not small in the past, in fact, no one dared to say that the matter was not true, and no cloud saint came out to refute such claims.

The talent is like Willow Lane. He was the first sword immortal among the mountains and rivers. If it weren't for two people to pursue the method of becoming immortal, even that battle might not have let him fall.

It's just that it is six thousand years later, and it is estimated that too many people have forgotten how the swordsman holds the sword.

At least the porter didn't know.

So after he waved down several snow swords, he lost consciousness for a moment.

Only at this moment, Li Fuyao's sword slashed through his lower abdomen, leaving a deep bone wound. Although not fatal, it was enough to make the concierge shocked.

Be aware that Li Fuyao in front of you is nowhere near the sword aura.

This state is nothing more than perfect introspection.

If it is said that swordsmen are invincible in the same realm, even Qingsi who is one realm above can't take swordsmen, Thaksin.

But he is too Qingjing!

Li Fu shook his head and glanced at the blood stains on the Qingsi, as if he knew what he was thinking, he smiled coldly, "What about Taiqingjing?"