The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 149: Spring and Autumn 13 A

Behind the mountain is a forest with steles.

There are many stone steles everywhere, and there are more under construction. Most of them are still wordless steles, but there are hundreds of stone steles on the periphery that have been masters, all of which are made of elixir. They were all intercepted and killed in Liuzhou at the end of the first year of Xiangfu. The dragon and elephant cavalry that died in the battle of Beimang Qiang. As the old saying goes, using ink will make you thin, but if you get Zhu, you will get fat. The people who wrote and traced these stone steles were two well-known masters of Northern Liang’s calligraphy, because Mi Qiong and Peng Henian lived in the north and south of Liangdi. There is a saying of “the southern tendons and the northern bones”. Because of the North-South dispute, the famous calligraphy star of Nian puts on a posture of old and dead, and when the general Xu Xiao was alive, he was quite disapproving of the military and political affairs of Beiliang. Mi Qiong first arrived at Qingliang Mountain alone, asked a few questions, and after getting the answers, he settled down, and then wrote a letter to Peng Henian, which roughly means "grandson surnamed Peng, dare you come and make face-to-face gestures with grandpa and me? ?"

After that, Peng Henian took the set of four treasures of Shiruoming-Genzi's study and ran to Qingliang Mountain, and lived next to Miqiong, and a couple of old enemies turned out to be neighbors. Then, during the discussion between the two elders or the red-faced quarrel, Song Dongming, the deputy envoy of the economy, personally gave them a list with their names written on them, and two simple things: when and where they were born. Land, when and where to die.

The two old men still had a higher intention in the early days of Shu Dan. Later, when Mi Qiong wrote a name, they suddenly burst into tears, "Liu Hongyi, I am a young man in Chunshui County, Lingzhou. When he was a child, he relied on his family history and was stubborn. The old man even scolded him for being blind. This baby is only 21 years old. How can I say that he died?"

After that, Miqiong Peng Henian became more and more silent. Apart from the few verbal exchanges with the stonemason who was responsible for the engraving of the book Tanghou, he was not very talkative.

Today, the two elders of Mi Peng heard that someone had arrived in the forest of steles. They suddenly felt tight and had a complicated mood to pack up. They ran to see that it was the king of Beiliang who came in person. The old man was not used to bowing to whom, so he made no mistakes. Xu Fengnian hurriedly helped the two elders up, but there was no polite greeting. He hesitated and divided the pile of rice paper into four parts. He and Song Dongming each had one part. The two calligraphy masters of Mi Peng split equally to the other half. . The four of them silently began to write a book on the stone tablet. Behind each of the four, there were two or three skilled craftsmen who had already prepared their tools and waited for the book to be engraved. In the evening, there was soon a clanging sound of gold and stone. Xu Fengnian and Song Dongming had to finish writing half an hour earlier than the two old men. When the last Miqiong was completed, it was dark, and the Miqiong with their hands full of red and vermilion could not be wiped off. The old man walked to Xu Fengnian exhaustedly, speaking in words. With an undisguised reproach, he asked in a deep voice: "Why are there wars everywhere in the hinterland of Youzhou?"

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Beimang spies and dead men have infiltrated, and they wantonly assassinated Youzhou officials..."

Mi Qiong pointed directly at Xu Fengnian's nose, jumped his feet and cursed: "When your father was alive, Beimang was also attacked by assassins, so why was it blocked?! How did you become the King of Northern Liang? Isn’t Xu Fengnian the number one master in the world? You know how to stare all day long?! Watching people and letting others die, you collect the bodies afterwards, and then write a few names pretendingly?!"

As soon as Song Dongming was about to speak, Xu Fengnian, who was wearing a thick fur, waved his hand to stop the deputy manager's explanation. Looking at the old man, he apologized and said, "I didn't do a good job."

Peng Henian's temperament is not as impatient as Mi Qiong, but he is also a little angry, but he still pulls the sleeve of the latter.

When Xu Fengnian walked far away, Mi Qiong, with a gloomy face, snorted heavily towards the back, and slammed the priceless blue inkstone with the priceless crab shell in his hand on the ground, "Lao Tzu" If you don’t write it, you won’t stay in Beiliang! Go to Jiangnan! If you can live for a few days in this life, just write the eight characters of "Xu Fengnian is a king and eight lambs"!"

Not long after, Song Dongming turned back on the original road and saw Mi Qiong standing in place with his eyes closed. Peng Henian squatted on the ground and sighed. Returning to the original owner, looking at the top of Qingliang Mountain, he said in a deep voice: "The two old gentlemen probably have never heard of Beimang Jianqi near Huangqing, who is the master of Qijian Yuefu bronze man, and what are they capable of? I have seen a real dragon. In fact, I have never seen Song Dongming. But I know two things. One is that Huang Qing died in Liuzhou, and the real dragon raised by Beimang has disappeared. I took hundreds of them to hide. The qi-trainers in Beimang Xijing also died. The second thing is that there are two tablets here, which almost had to be engraved with two names, both of whom happened to be surnamed Xu, Xu Longxiang, and Xu Fengnian."

Song Dongming turned around and returned the ancient inkstone to Mi Qiong, and smiled calmly: "If Beiliang is really gone, Xu Fengnian must be on the tablet, and of course I, Song Dongming, an outsider. I hope that Mi will not stop. I am happy to write."

Song Dongming left slowly after speaking.

Peng Henian deliberately didn’t look at Mi Qiong, who was red with an old face. He held his fingers as if he was talking to himself, “Xu Fengnian is a bastard, huh? No, Mi, you’re wrong. It’s nine characters. , It's not the eight words you said."

Mi Qiong carefully put away the Fang Gu inkstone, and said with a cold eye: "Mi Qiong is a king and eight lamb, okay? Just eight characters!"

Peng Henian laughed and said: "Okay, why not, don't you have a big birthday in a few days, I will write you a picture, how?"

Mi Qiong didn't care about gentleness, and became angry and said: "Write you a hammer!"

After that, the two old men didn't leave the forest of steles immediately, but looked at the stonemason's lettering carefully as they did last time to prevent errors. Generally speaking, even for calligraphy, because the stonemason who carves a chisel and a knife is often very different from the calligraphy people in calligraphy, there is often a situation where the form and spirit are out of shape. Although Mi Qiong and Peng Henian do not demand too much, but I also want to be perfect. Probably two old people think this is the only thing they can do well. However, the craftsmen in the forest of steles are all satisfactory. Although they are not as high as the level of "only the real work", they are enough to express the charm of the original book. The stonemason's meticulous engraving is naturally much slower than their writing with a pen. Mi Qiong was carrying a lantern and inspecting the stone tablets one by one. Suddenly he heard Peng Henian hurriedly call him over not far away. Mi Qiong thought which craftsman had carved the wrong character. , Ran to take a look, never thought that Peng Henian was standing in front of a row of stone steles. There was no stonemason working in front of the steles. He only saw Old Man Peng squatting in front of a stone stele with a lantern, wishing to put his eyes on the stele and discover the book saint. The authenticity is average. Mi Qiong leaned over to see that it was the book pill of Xu Fengnian, king of the Northern Liang Dynasty. At first glance, the law and meaning were good, but in Mi Qiong's opinion, although it was indeed superior, it was still far away from the immortal product. , Far from making Peng Henian make a fuss.

Peng He did not turn his head, stretched out his hand to stroke the nick, and soon staggered backwards, fell to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, tears couldn't stop pouring out of his eyes, lost the lantern, and covered his face with his hands. With an extremely painful expression, he pointed to the stone tablet and shouted: "Lao Mi, get closer and look at it with wide eyes! But don't look at it for too long! Remember!"

Mi Qiong raised the lantern and looked closely, only to feel a sharp chill rushing over his face, making people feel like an abyss.

This is obviously not because of Xu Fengnian's book pill, but the "finishing finishing touch" of the person who engraved it!

Sure enough, Mi Qiong's eyes pierced very quickly. After closing his eyes, he shook his head vigorously, and muttered: "Receive the fruit, like a knife to cut jade! This is where the world's master stonemason can carve it in a short time. Yeah, it's really amazing!"

Peng Henian sat on the ground and rubbed his eyes, and exclaimed: "Someone wrote it with his fingers, so I can only explain it like this."

Mi Qiong said unbelievably: "Most martial arts masters can do it, but no one in the world can write this charm!"

Peng Henian smiled bitterly: "Could it be that ghosts and gods fail?"

Mi Qiong stood up, carried a lantern, and looked at the night sky, "I used to not believe in ghosts and gods, but now I hope that there are ghosts and gods in the world, and they can protect me from the Great Northern Liang!"

Peng Henian slapped his head, "Hurry up and let someone tell this to the prince, don't let things happen."

Soon Xu Fengnian hurried over. The age of the man and the woman who helped him carry the lantern was very different. One was Mi Fengjie, the master of Shenjian Cave, whose realm was still rising steadily, and the other was a noble honorable man from the old North Han Dynasty. Fan Xiaochai, the deceased man after that, was not successful because he was guarded by Huangfu Ping in the battle of the spies of Youzhou, but Fan Xiaochai killed Cui Wazi, a real person in charge of the Taoist School, on a bell tower in Chang Gung City. Torture. When the Wutongyuan and Fushuifang two groups of spies went upstairs to clean up the mess, it turned out that the scene of that floor of the pavilion was truly tragic, with pieces of meat and blood on the walls. At that time, everyone saw Fan Xiaochai sitting on the fence of the outer corridor. , Playing with the relic of Master Zhixuan, unlike some top killer with outstanding strength, she looked like an innocent girl.

Xu Fengnian squatted in front of a monument, beside him was a middle-aged man who also served as the guard leader of the Northern Liang Palace. The latter was worried and reported: "I found out, this stonemason is called Wu Jiang, and he should use a pseudonym. It is a third-class servant who has been in the mansion for 16 years and four months, and he is nicknamed Lao Jiang Kui, because the elderly usually like to eat a piece of **** regardless of whether they eat or drink. Last year, the forest of steles recruited craftsmen, and Wu Jiang was transferred from the mansion to this place. Lord, It's because the subordinates are not doing well, and they don't know the people. Please punish him!"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself."

Xu Fengnian stood up slowly, turned his head and asked Mi Fengjie: "How?"

Mi Fengjie said solemnly: "I only saw one word and one sword, the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal."

Xu Fengnian smiled, "Wu Jiang, Wu Jiang. No, Jiang, is there no boundary for the Jiang family?"

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "This person is not malicious, you don't need to investigate this matter."

Xu Fengnian returned to Qingliang Mountain and then walked to the mausoleum, where his parents slept. After Xu Xiao died, Xu Fengnian later built a cloak of master Li Yishan on one side. Xu Fengnian walked into the mausoleum alone and remembered many past events. Master said that the most tragic words in the world are inscriptions on tablets, because the epitaphs in the world were written by living people in the world to the old people in the underworld. Suffering, the more God. According to his will, Li Yishan’s ashes were scattered on the yellow sands of the northwest border. Originally, the master didn’t want any tombs. However, Xu Fengnian still made a burial mound, but did not write the epitaph, just like the forest of steles behind the Qingliang Mountain. The name, and the time and place of life and death, I believe that the Spirit of Master in the sky will not be too angry about this.

Xu Fengnian felt that Huang Longshi was dead. It was just a strange feeling, but he was convinced.

The three major devils of the Spring and Autumn Period, the human cat Han Shengxuan died in his hands, Xu Fengnian, the human Tu Xuxiao left, and Huanglong Mountain, which was three-inch tongue chaotic in the Spring and Autumn Period, also left. All three of them are no longer alive.

In the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Classes, Huanglongshi monopolizes the top three, claiming that the nineteen ways are the first, the cursive script is the first, and the Yin and Yang are the first, so they occupy the chess, book and calculation.

Jian Jia Li Chungang is dead.

Bing Jiaxi Chu Bing Sheng Ye Baikui, died in the battle of the West Leibi, and made Chen Zhibao.

The exquisite color armor, the Queen of Chu also died away.

Qin Jia, the blind piano master of the old Southern Tang Dynasty, held the piano and Shen Jiang after the breakup of the country.

Western Sichuan painted Jia Zhou Yufu. Before he died, he painted a long scroll of the mountains and rivers of Shu, lying on the scroll, dying drunk.

Dijia Situ's divine strategy, proficient in the acupuncture points of the comprehension Qi, seeks veins, and is secretly gifted to death after Liyang dominates the world.

Legacy Xunping was cooked and eaten by the people.

Qi Xuan frame of Dao Jia solves the battle on the Demon Slayer.

The monk Shijia Longshu died outside the Beimang moral sect.

In the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Aces, there are already twelve Alasses who are clearly and infallibly dead, and only one insignificant sword armor is left, most of which are dead in the unknown. In fact, since Gu Jiantang became recognized as the world’s number one sword master, this sword armor, which was only a short-lived and unknown name in the world, has been mentioned more often than in the Tingchao Pavilion. There are even fewer Li Chungang who paint the prison by himself, and it will be even more incomparable when Li Chungang returns to the Sword Immortal in Daxueping, Huishan.

On the night of early spring, the sky was fluttering with snowflakes, and there was a trend of intensification. Xu Fengnian couldn't help stopping, raising his head and reaching out to catch the snowflakes.

Xu Fengnian thought of Bai Fox's face for no reason, and thought of his or her two sabers, spring thunder embroidered winter.

Xu Fengnian never knows who Baihuer’s face is, is it really called Nangong Pushe, why he came to Beiliang, why he insisted on entering the Tingchao Pavilion~IndoMTL.com~Xu Fengnian will leave for You tomorrow morning The reason why Zhou did not see Yan Chiji and Kong Zhenrong was not for their opinions, but for their good.

But even if they were misunderstood, even if they didn't meet each other, Xu Fengnian still rushed back to Qingliangshan without a single act.

This is brother.

Xu Fengnian has only recognized four brothers in this life, Li Hanlin, Yan Chiji, and Kong Wuchi.

And Wenhua.

Suddenly, Xu Fengnian, who was walking slowly in the wind and snow, saw a strange figure with his back to him, standing in front of the two tombstones.

This picture is unreasonable and unreasonable.

Today’s Beiliang Palace is heavily guarded compared to the situation in the early days when His Royal Highness deliberately created external pine and internal tightness for fishing.

Not to mention entering the forbidden area of ​​the mausoleum!

The figure turned around and said flatly: "Go home on a snowy night."