The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 89: Sunder Armor

The guy who lived as a landlord on Grandma Mountain was an old part of the Northern Liang Army. He didn’t show his achievements in the army. He didn’t want to start his career after the Shang Dynasty. He was a rich and a prefecture. Even that kind of tenth-generation clan can’t stand it. Known for his arrogance and extravagance, he once competed with a figure of the imperial merchant background in the state for financial resources, and attracted countless scoldings. His saliva is comparable to half of Chunshen Lake. This old man who led Xu Xiao the horse was not conspicuous at first sight. He dressed like ordinary people in the market, and was even less arrogant. After seeing His Royal Highness, he was even more tearful, kneeling on the flat ground at the ferry, regardless of Xu Fengnian. He didn't want to get up no matter how he supported him, but fell to the ground in tears, and his wife, children and family members were dumbfounded.

Xu Fengnian knows the inside story. This old man in sixties, surnamed Wang, does not say that he admires the King of the Northern Liang very much, and he respects the princess with heart. It is also the luck of the few in the Northern Liang army who has seen the young man draw the sword with his own eyes. The old **** is said to be the leader of the horse, and the Xu family does not regard him as a servant.

People who came out of the Northern Liang Army ended up at two extremes, either struggling at the bottom level, even having a headache with that little firewood, rice, oil and salt, or being rich and unattainable. This was related to the complex psychology of the dynasty towards the Northern Liang Army. Afraid of jealousy, so many rejections have occurred, so that those who have been labeled as Beiliang Army will suffocate after losing the asylum of the iron cavalry, and finally pay more blood and sweat and finally become famous.

Wang Linquan, kneeling in front of Xu Fengnian, is an example. In Wang’s family, family law is far more important than national law, and family management is like ruling the army. Once a daughter-in-law said inadvertently, Wang Linquan ignored the wealthy clan behind her daughter-in-law and directly When he was blasted out of the house, even his son was dragged to the ancestral hall for flogging. Therefore, the members of the Wang clan saw the moody city mansion’s deep patriarch kneeling to a young brother. The identity of the robe and jade belt.

His Royal Highness of the Northern Liang Dynasty travels, and will rest in Laoshan halfway through. Naturally, only the snake king Linquan, the head snake king, will know about this. These are all arranged secretly by Lu Qiu'er, and there must be no omissions. Xu Fengnian looked up at a giant bottled jade Guanyin on the top of Laoshan Mountain. It is said that Wang Linquan spent a million silver taels to build it in ten years. This pure bottled Guanyin has a yellow dragon with his feet and a vajra glaring Bodhisattva with low eyebrows. The right hand is stamped and pointed directly at Chunshen Lake.

Wang Linquan finally stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, and bowed to lead the way for His Royal Highness, his posture was the same as when he was leading a horse for Xu Xiao. Today, Wang Linquan is so rich and wealthy that he will never forget his roots. When Wang Linquan saw His Royal Highness looking at the statue of Guanyin on the top of the mountain, he said softly: "His Royal Highness, Chunshen Lake is strange to say. Every February 2 for thousands of years, there will inevitably be a string of thick water jets that will rush into the sky. That day is absolutely No one dared to go boating on the lake, so he was called the dragon head up. It was said that there was a candle dragon at the bottom of the lake who was punished by heaven for spreading rain in the south of the Yangtze River. There was a storm that day, so we all call that day the dragon raised his head, but after the villain dared to invite Goddess of Mercy, there will be no weird storms in Chunshen Lake."

Regardless of whether he is proficient or not, Xu Feng, who is a mixed knowledge at any rate, laughed and said: "On February 2nd, spica will appear, and the eastern blue dragon will first appear, that is, the dragon will rise up. Therefore, there are dragons on the vernal equinox in ancient books. In the sky."

"His Royal Highness is erudite." Wang Linquan of the rich side exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, not flattery. The status of merchants in the dynasty was not high, but at the level of Wang Linquan, even if they were sitting at a banquet with the state shepherd, there was no need to bow to their knees. Wang Linquan is known for being unsmiling and retributing. It is as difficult for him to sing praises and for his compassion. Therefore, once he is praised, whether it is a scholar who writes a beautiful article or an official who cares about the people, he is very happy and confident.

"It really looks like it." Xu Fengnian said softly, "Are you not afraid of rumours from the court? Mistakes your business?"

"There is no difference between earning one million and ten million for young children. Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Since they have been able to worry about food and clothing, they will be worthy of their ancestors." Wang Linquan laughed.

"You are open-minded." Xu Fengnian joked with his gaze back.

"They are all the furs learned from the general and the princess, and should not be regarded as the word for open-mindedness." Wang Linquan looked ashamed.

The Wang family’s residence has deep courtyards, pavilions, towers and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and it has a misty and rainy atmosphere in the south of the Yangtze River. The mansion is still some distance away from the top of the mountain. It takes a stick of incense to walk. Yu Youwei and others are arranged to stay. Xu Fengnian and Qingniao go to the Baiyu Guanyin Zuo. Wang Linquan specially asks his youngest daughter, Wang Chudong, to lead the way. The woman wore a half-exposed skirt with crisp breasts. The upper chest and back were exposed. She was covered with transparent tulle and her underwear was looming. The silk brocade was extremely elegant in texture and gorgeous in color. This attire was originally only popular in Dongyue, and is now accepted by dynasty ladies and ladies, and poetry masters have contributed charming words such as "Long Liu Baixue on the chest".

Wang Chudong, the wealthy daughter of a boudoir who was waiting for words, opened his eyes and stared at Xu Fengnian at the ferry terminal. He was not taboo. At this time, he was chattering non-stop, like a chirping little yellow warbler. Wang Linquan did not interact with anyone. People talked about the identity of Xu Fengnian, so she only knew that Mr. Junyi’s surname was Xu, and he had a mouthful of Mr. Xu. Afterwards, she simply called Brother Xu. Xu Fengnian didn’t mind, laughed without saying anything, listening to the crisp voice of the little girl. , Peace of mind.

Finally came to the square where the statue of Guanyin in a pure bottle stood, and the white jade Guanyin glared with low eyebrows, vividly. Bend your right elbow toward Chunshen Lake, stretch your five fingers, and your palms forward, as if you are giving fearlessly to all sentient beings.

Xu Fengnian sat down cross-legged, with two young Kui lying on his knees.

Xiao Nizi, who was praised by the literary magnates of the Wang family as a young girl in the Wang family, squatted aside and said with a pious expression: "Brother Xu, Guanyin Empress is amazing. Standing there pointing to the Spring Lake, there will be no more at the Spring Equinox. The water column is empty. When I was a child, I was particularly afraid of February 2nd. It was always thundering and raining. After I had a mother, I could sneak into the lake to fish, cook tea, and enjoy the snow. Brother Xu, test you and know what Goddess of Mercy's gestures are. Are you particular?"

Xu Fengnian, who is good at Buddhism allusions, raised his head and smiled: "Shi Wuweiyin."

Wang Chuxue hesitated: "You are right."

She was stunned when she saw Mr. Xu finished speaking, she was bored, turned her head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the handmaid in the green shirt at Mr. Xu’s house with moist eyes, and said in surprise: "Brother Xu, why is this sister crying?"

Xu Fengnian returned to his senses and said softly: "Because this Guanyin Bodhisattva is like a person."

Wang Chuxue let out a cry, and stopped talking empathetically.

At some point, Jiang Ni and the old sword **** Li Chungang also came to the square.

Old man Li glanced deeply and muttered: "This Bodhisattva's intrepid handprint can be regarded as a sword, and the sword intent is unmatched."

Jiang Ni said flatly: "I don't understand."

Old man Li glanced at the strange Xu Fengnian in a dispirited manner, and wondered: "What's wrong with that kid?"

Jiang Ni hesitated for a moment, then bowed his head and said: "This Guanyin empress is like the princess of Beiliang."

The old sword **** was silent for a long time, and said silently: "Walk alone, stop and sit alone, with a green snake grabbing the white line. A single man with a shirt and a sword, the sharp edge of the sword gives birth to three thousand. No one in the world can know me, just cold-eyed Laughing crazy. Only the mountain ghost and the dragon king know that the gods are in front of them."

Jiang Ni frowned and said: "The poem you wrote?"

The old man smiled and said: "Back then, the "Song of the Azure Dragon Sword God" that others praised the old man, this is only a short paragraph, you have to listen, let the old man think about it again."

Jiang Ni said in a bad mood: "Don't think about it, I don't want to listen."

Master Wang Linquan mobilized the crowd to prepare a feast, and personally came to invite His Royal Highness to go back to the house. Even the Beiliang Qingqi on the three big boats did not fall, and the maidservants holding the lunch boxes came in an endless stream, sending them away like water. Xu Fengnian left the top of the mountain. At the table, he praised the black-bone chicken stewed soft-shelled turtle, which is a specialty of Chunshen Lake. Soft-shelled turtles are unique in Chunshen Lake. You must pick turtles that are more than 100 years old. Soft-shelled turtles lurking at the bottom of the lake all the year round. Those who give birth to an inch of green beard can survive for a hundred years. They will be simmered with black chicken slowly until the soft-shelled turtles are soft. After a feast, they praised "If you failed to throw the spring **** away, half of your stay is this soup."

Wipe off the greasy mouth and ate the most comfortable meal after leaving Beiliang. Xu Fengnian was finally full of food and drink, and asked Wang Linquan for the geography of the prefecture in private.

In the evening in the courtyard, Jiang Ni is reading a "Dunhuang Flying Sword" that has never been seen in the world. It is interesting to say that this swordsman from the Northern Mang Dynasty just found his sword in the Dunhuang Sword Cave in the extreme north. Dacheng, who was about to walk the rivers and lakes with his sword, ran into Wang Xiu, who was practicing guns in the north, and died cleanly under a single shot. It's not that the swordsman was so weak~IndoMTL.com~ but behind closed doors and swordsmanship. Too many castles in the air, and lack of the tempering of fighting against others, the result is that the gun fairy king embroidery is the heaviest to kill, so the life and death will be judged.

Fortunately, the unknown swordsman was practicing his sword while writing his experience, and only then came up with the immortal and bold "Dunhuang Flying Sword". At first, I chose it. Xu Fengnian felt that the name was domineering, so he picked it up easily. Pile of secrets, the old sword **** picks and chooses, only saying that this book is OK, Li Chungang said it is OK, of course Xu Fengnian dare not treat it carelessly.

Jiang Ni opened his mouth to read, Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and listened to the book.

Xu Fengnian remembered that Li Chungang said that he wanted him to play against Lu Qiantang, so it was time to give it a try. He didn't want to learn to write "Dunhuang Flying Sword" as a swordsman who died before leaving the rivers and lakes. Practicing swords on Wudang Mountain, why did Xu Fengnian go to the Zizhu Forest of Jianchu Wang Xiaoping to beg for a fight with his injuries? Wouldn’t it be relaxing to stay honestly and practice knives under the waterfall?

Although the world martial artist has as many as nine ranks, the highest rank seems to be high in the clouds, not to mention that the upper diamond refers to the mysterious four-fold wonderland of the gods. In fact, the division of the ordinary nine-rank realm below the third rank is very simple and broken. There are several rank strengths as much as the armor. It is the lower third rank, and whether the armor breaks or not is the first threshold. This armor is a dynasty standard iron plate armor. There are two layers in the front and rear. Below Liujia, so Liujia is the second big hurdle of the Jianghu Wufu. The third rank of the upper three ranks can generally break the ranks of eight or nine, while the one or two ranks are impossible to say, like the dragon tiger mountain in the capital of Zhao Tianshi It was rumored that it could break the Hundreds with a single stroke of dust. It is not conclusive. From Xu Fengnian's point of view, the great celestial master with the most fame and heart in the celestial master's mansion probably should have referred to the Profound Realm.

Xu Fengnian asked Jiang Ni to wait for a while to get the sword box.

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