The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 182: Rusheng
A group of people walked quickly to Daxueping. The closer they got, the more agitated the wind and thunder, like a galloping horse, and the eardrum was tingling. The blue bird held an umbrella in one hand, and his face was as usual.
The old man in sheepskin fur thinks that he has nothing to do with him, he walks quite lazy, letting the heavy rain hit him, and with the old sword god's powerful internal strength, it is not difficult to keep the wind and rain away from him. It's just that for Li Chungang, this kind of bells and whistles of superior demeanor is nothing to pretend.
An umbrella can’t block the wind and rain. The hem of Xu Fengnian’s brocade robe is already drenched, and a few small fish can be raised in his boots. After a few steps, the blue bird moved back quietly, most of his body was exposed in the rainstorm, Xu Fengnian smiled so angry that he took the umbrella, put his arm over the blue bird's slender shoulders, and held the umbrella together.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was disheartened and faltered on this journey. Her martial arts training was normal. The heavy rain of soybeans hit her cold cheeks, which was pitiful.
Xu Fengnian glanced back, there is no mercy, to be honest, he and this lady have no feud, but he hit the knife edge when traveling and took a small beam, plus The Xuanyuan family tree was very popular. His Royal Highness couldn't get along with people, so naturally he wouldn't care about it with ordinary people. Once he came and went, he picked Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Huishan. Furthermore, Wen Hua always gritted his teeth every time he mentioned this wealthy lady of the family. As a brother born in adversity, Xu Fengnian had to vent his feelings and reason.
The years of wandering the rivers and lakes with Wen Hua is, in the final analysis, a history of blood and tears of two poor people having fun. I remember that when Xu Fengnian played wild chess to earn money, Wen Hua would pretend to be a chess player to win some copper, so as to hook up spectators. Entering into the urn, Xu Fengnian quarreled with others, he would always talk about the gentleman's mouth but not his hands. He seemed to persuade him to fight, and he clamored hard not to fight, but he kicked those gambling games and lost but refused to pay. The king’s **** is often the result of a fight. Others are inexplicably endured by countless monkeys picking peaches or black tigers digging out their hearts. The whole body is covered with Wen Hua’s footprints. When they finally come back to their senses, they are already lying on the ground and have no strength. Fight back.
And Wen Hua also admired Xu Fengnian’s unbelievable intestines. I remembered a Lantern Festival in Liuzhou. The two guys saw the pretty waist of a young lady in front of me. It was really thin, so thin that people worried that they would twist back. The waist was broken. Xu Fengnian bet with Wen Hua that he could hug the small waist of Guliang but not be beaten. How could Wen Hua be convinced, but Xu Fengnian went to catch the girl's small waist and loved her. After saying a word in his ear, Wen Hua's eyes almost fell to the ground. Guliang first glared at Xu Fengnian. After hearing the words, his eyes were as soft as water, but he gave Wen Hua a fierce look, neither Breaking free, Xu Fengnian immediately let go of that attractive little back waist, talking and laughing with the little lady, but that hand made a kneading back and pinching gesture on her little back **** to show Wen Hua, Wen Hua still doesn't know yet. How Xu Fengnian did it is actually very simple. Xu Fengnian told the little lady that Wen Hua behind him was a thief with bad intentions, and he was protecting the flowers. Poor Wen Hua used to see a woman who was not a woman with green eyes, let alone a small gangster with a passion, or a big thief with a bitter hand. The girl was convinced.
Xu Fengnian clasped the blue bird to wet his shoulders, and laughed softly: "Your son Wen, Wen Hua will remember you for many years."
Blue Bird gave a suspicious hum.
Xu Fengnian turned his head and stared at her delicate but never-ending face, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I accidentally wanted something wrong in my mind."
Xuanyuan respectfully walked in the forefront, the little abacus in his belly was crackling, very loud. The eldest brother dared to come to Guniujiang Daxueping after the death of Xuanyuan Jingxuan in the realm of Grandmaster. Even if it is a crime, the ancestor Huizong’s disposition is unpredictable. Two points, undoubtedly, the eldest brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng has obviously already spent his time studying, and it’s just a useless learning to guard himself, but I don’t know what conspiracy is used to kill the third brother who has high hopes. How can the ancestor Huizong be light Rao? The niece who turned his elbow badly out of the way, behaving abnormally, is suspected of breaking the jar, and the woman in Huishan has no chance of getting ahead!
Da Keqing Huang Fangfo looked calm, but Hong Biao seemed to be sad. Xuanyuan respectfully ignored these minor details. Stepping on the Daxueping, Xuanyuan Jingyi immediately saw the figure of the old ancestor Huizong's Xiongkui. The aura leaked out like a torrent, like holding a big umbrella, the raindrops were always excluded from sliding down three feet away.
Looking at the eldest brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng again, Luo Tangji usually stands in the field, covering his mouth and coughing.
"Your generation of Confucian scholars abide by what Saint Zhang from the north said to cultivate your body and rule the country and the world, but I ask you, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, what kind of body do you cultivate and which household? Others reincarnated and wanted to be happy, haha, you don’t have to reincarnate!"
The sound of the wind whistling at the top of the mountain, Xuanyuan's ancestor Huizong's full and frantic laughter was even more harsh. According to common sense, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is far from fifty years old. It is appropriate to say that it is half a lifetime to live, but Xuanyuan Dapan means to live a lifetime. It can be seen that Xuanyuan Jingcheng's method of striving for realm at the cost of life is clear, and the ancestor Huizong I don't intend to let this scholarly younger generation continue to live. It is enough for Huishan to have a land fairy. What does it mean to enjoy the blessing of land exclusively? If there are two, in what style? How can you say it alone? If Xuanyuan Jingcheng was willing to practice martial arts according to his wishes, Xuanyuan Dapan wouldn’t mind letting him take over Huishan after he ascended, but if Xuanyuan Jingcheng could fight for land immortals in his lifetime, Xuanyuan Dapan would surely kill it. !
It’s best if the old Huizi can ascend. If you have worked hard for a hundred years to achieve longevity, no matter what the family’s rise and fall after death, your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.
Xuanyuan respectfully heard this, and finally took a reassurance pill. After all, there is no deviation in the development of the situation. The ancestor Huizong will no longer tolerate his elder brother Hu Huizong this time. What he was curious about was how his elder brother could kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who had already entered the Zhixuan. Xuanyuan Jingcheng believed that he was sitting on the master of Huishan, but he couldn't do it.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng accidentally saw the expression of his father Xuanyuan Guoqi, and was surprised. Why is his father so solemn?
Immediately after Xuanyuan Jingcheng said a sentence that made Xuanyuan Jingcheng sluggish: "Heaven’s sins can be forgiven, and self-inflicted sins cannot live. Xuanyuan Jingcheng today is just for the heavens, sweeping Huishan’s five hundred years of accumulation. As for how much dust can be swept away, it depends only on the will of God. Half a cup of tea, using the celestial phenomena and the ancestor to return to the ancestors to recruit 216, did the ancestors return to the ancestors to win a little bit? Why use words to be bold?"
is very calm in Xuanyuan Dapan, which is already the first one in Huishan Jiwei, and said tit-for-tat: "You spared no effort to spare your life, have you ever hurt me?"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng dressed as a middle-aged Confucian student smiled calmly: "The ancestor Huizong has walked in the martial arts for nearly a hundred years. As far as Huishan is concerned, there is no credit and hard work. Observe and ask for it, and you will win easily, and the ancestors will die unwillingly."
Xuanyuan Jingyi only thinks that this elder brother has lost his mind.
But soon Xuanyuan Jingyi filled the bone marrow with a monstrous coolness, and had more than two hundred moves with the ancestors?
Xuanyuan Jingcheng suddenly turned his head and said: "When the third brother respects Xuanxuan Dao to intrigue, the second brother respects you for deceitful deeds to pay your name, which is not righteous. Sins committed by heaven can be forgiven, and sins committed by yourself cannot live."
Xuanyuan Dapan's face is grimly said: "I have to see what tricks you can do!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng said plainly: "Jingcheng for the second time in the tenth year of the year, I asked to take it~ IndoMTL.com~ If I want to accumulate and make a thin hair today, I will definitely not let the ancestor Huizong disappointed. Now that everyone is there. , Jingcheng took the first step. If the ancestor Huizong had to hide and tuck, and put the realm on the middle sky elephant, be careful, there will be no chance for the big sky phenomenon!"
Xuanyuan Dapan sneered: "Oh? You made such a big disturbance. Even the woman with broken shoes didn't even come to watch the game, so she couldn't wait to go to Huanghuiquan Road? Could it be that you couldn't make it through that time? The method of mystery is mystery, but it's too much to be sidetracked than me..."
Before Xuanyuan's ancestor finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jingcheng was so unceremonious that he stopped listening. Instead, he turned his head and looked at his daughter in the distance. The scholar had an open-minded smile on his face.
Self-cultivation is righteous.
Mo Daoshusheng has no courage, dare to sink the world into the sea.
A person who succeeds is not only a super-worldly talent, but also a perseverance.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng watched the lanterns in his mind, and those poems and articles appeared one by one.
"I have entered a land god."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng closed his eyes, and saw that his seven orifices were bleeding back, but he spread his hands with a calm expression, as if he wanted to contain the whole world.
With him as the center of the circle, the layers of Daxueping aquifer blasted outward.
At that instant, nine lightning bolts came from the heaven.
Li Chungang, who has been silent for a long time, sighed and said: "Where is this kid a Confucian scholar, he is clearly a Confucian sage."