All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 33 Yulian City and Ye Gucheng

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lonely city of Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass."

An ethereal voice suddenly came from afar and reached the ears of the four of them.

This is a famous line by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty, and it is also the favorite poem of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

When the voice sounded from everyone's ears, they seemed to see the majestic Yellow River rushing from the white clouds in the sky, and Yumen Pass stood alone among the unattainable mountains.

Faintly, there was an indescribably bleak artistic conception, lingering in everyone's mind for a long time.

"It's a sound transmission through the air, and the Yellow River is far above the white clouds."

Amidst the praise, a white shadow flashed, and a pure white cloud slowly floated out.It floats very fast and far away, as if it is going to the world and to the sky.

"City Master Ye's lightness kung fu is really good." Hua Manlou smiled, and flew away with Ye Gucheng amidst the sound of his clothes breaking in the wind. Can't believe he's blind.

"It is said that Hua Manlou is as blind as a bat. I didn't believe it, but today I have to believe it."

The son of the Southern Prince has also floated out. His lightness kung fu and body skills were taught by Ye Gucheng, and it is like a white cloud floating out, but this white cloud is not as elegant and agile as the previous one, and its speed is also slower, but it is not at all. not slow.

"Haha, my son's lightness kung fu has also reached the first class in the world. Among the younger generation, there are probably very few people who can match it." The last person is naturally Jin Jiuling.

His movement was not nimble and graceful, but he was fast, concise, and almost without any unnecessary movements. He followed closely behind Nan Wang Shizi with ease, but never exceeded the slightest.

The prince said with a smile: "Let's stop flattering each other, it's justified to find that person."

"The prince said it well."

The guards of the royal palace looked at the four of them in amazement, totally ignorant of Shizi and the others' actions.But the lightness kung fu of the four people was extremely high, and the people disappeared in the flying clothes.

It turned out that the voice just now was condensed into a thread, which only sounded in the ears of the four of them, and the rest of them naturally couldn't hear it.

But being able to send this sound from afar, and to divide it into four parts, that person's cultivation might have reached the pinnacle, the best in the world.

The news from the palace is very well-informed, knowing that the "Jade Faced Sword" Yu Liancheng has entered the city, and ninety percent of the people who can make this sound are him.

Yu Liancheng likes to fight against people, and has traveled thousands of miles to defeat the masters of all factions.

But Ye Gucheng is lonely and lonely, with a sword flying immortal, opponents are hard to find.

When these two meet, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of sparks will collide.

But who is willing to miss a warrior?
"Don't catch the whip when you get on the horse, but fold the willow branches. Get off the horse and play the flute, and worry about killing travelers."

That voice sounded again suddenly, and it also had the meaning of desolation, which made people feel sad and depressed.This is no longer something that can be done with deep internal strength, but it contains mysterious and unpredictable spiritual power.

Ye Gucheng had also seen that person. He was dressed in black, sitting in a forest, with an inconspicuous long sword beside him. He was hitting the wine jar with chopsticks and singing loudly.

Behind him was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with lively eyebrows and eyes, holding a wine jar and refilling wine for the young man in black from time to time.

The little girl saw Hua ManLou and said sweetly, "Little nephew, why are you here?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Last time I was a little grand-nephew, but this time I'm a little nephew. Then I don't know if I should call you little aunt or little aunt?"

Xue'er smiled and said, "You are more obedient than Lu Xiaofeng, so from now on he will be your grandnephew and you will be your nephew. If you are more obedient, you will be my little cousin."

Hua Manlou rubbed his nose, smiled wryly and said, "If Lu Xiaofeng hears it, he will pull your braids again."

Xue'er snorted softly: "I learned swordsmanship from half a master, and he pulled my hair, so I poked a few transparent holes for him."

The prince of the Southern Prince had also landed lightly, and said with a smile: "Young Master Hua, do you know them? Please introduce them."

"Of course." Hua Manlou smiled and said, "This cute little girl is called Shangguan Xue'er. The other one is famous..."

"Jade City."

These three words came from Ye Gucheng's mouth, and his star-like eyes also seemed to be shining.

Yu Liancheng also looked up at Ye Gucheng, and uttered three words: "Ye Gucheng."

The two looked at each other, but at this moment, everyone felt as if two unparalleled swords were facing each other, exuding a sharp sword aura, which made people feel chills all over.

Yu Liancheng looked at Ye Gucheng, and he suddenly discovered that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue had many similarities.

They like to wear white, and they are very lonely, very proud people.

They were as cold as the snow and ice on the distant mountains.

They also have few friends.

Only people like them can practice that kind of solitary and peerless swordsmanship.

"Very good. To have an opponent like you today is really worth being a fool. But I know that you, like Ximen Fuxue, never drink, so I can only drink by myself."

Yu Liancheng was already drinking.He drinks a glass, and Xue Er pours a glass.He drank one cup, Xue'er poured one...he drank three cups in a row.

Ye Gucheng looked at him, as if surprised: "You drink, drink a lot?"

Yu Liancheng said: "And drink very quickly."

Ye Gucheng said: "That's why I find it strange that alcohol can harm the body and mess with sex. For swordsmen like us, drinking alcohol is a taboo."

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng only drink water, because for them, alcohol is a poison that can harm the body and sex.

After drinking alcohol, the body and spirit will go wrong.

For them, their swords cannot be stained by even a speck of dust.

Yu Liancheng closed his eyes, showing a look of contentment and enjoyment, and he was slightly drunk: "For people like you, the meaning of life is to climb to a higher peak in the way of swordsmanship, and people have dedicated themselves to the sword. For me, Constantly climbing the high road of martial arts is just a part of my life, but it can make me live more freely. There is an essential difference in the pursuit of each other, and there is no need to force it."

Ye Gucheng suddenly became very lonely, very lonely, and his bright eyes seemed to dim slightly: "You are not a pure swordsman, maybe there is no pure swordsman in this world except me and Ximen Chuuxue."

There are not many people who learn swordsmanship in the world, in his eyes, only him and Ximen Chuuxue seem to be the only ones who can be called swordsmen.

This is not a kind of loneliness.

"Hehe." Yu Liancheng suddenly smiled, and there seemed to be an indescribable sarcasm in his laughter, and he suddenly glanced at Shizi: "Perhaps, Ximen Chuuxue is the only real swordsman."

(End of this chapter)