All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 396 To be a human being, happiness is the most important thing ([-]-word chapter)

Huishan.

The pale blue Guniu Dagang.

Two figures stood leaning against the railing.

One is a young woman with a slender figure, wearing a narrow-sleeved purple shirt and a white rhinoceros belt, coupled with her heroic and beautiful face, she looks like a luxurious child who is a dog.

In fact, almost all the women in Xuanyuan's family are like fish and wild goose, and they are thin and fat, each with its own merits, and she is the best.Putting on women's clothes and dressing up, you may not be able to rank in the Rouge Review.

And the girl's name also matched the dress on her body - Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

When she was young, she grasped a small sapphire sword, hence the name.

The majestic old man with an ancient sword hanging from his waist next to him, exuding wisps of sharp sword energy, is the head of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Guoqi, the grandfather of Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

After the old ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan was defeated again and again, he practiced in seclusion, and Xuanyuan Guoqi single-handedly supported the beam.

He was unknown when he was young, but he only became famous in the past 20 years. In the first battle down the mountain, he chose the hardest sword mound of the Wu family as a whetstone, and forced King Wu Jiasu to unsheath his sword. Although he was defeated, he was called a late bloomer.

"Grandpa, many people are here today."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked down, and there were crowds of people, most of them were martial artists with swords and swords, and there were quite a few officials from the government.

"What's so interesting about this? It's like this every year. When the ancestors celebrate their [-]th birthday, it will be lively. The whole Jianzhou congratulates it." Xuanyuan Guoqi with frosty temples smiled, and suddenly changed the subject. : "By the way, let me remind you that Yuan Tingshan's wolf ambition you cultivated, be careful not to raise a dog, but you will be bitten by a dog."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's body trembled slightly, his head was lowered, and his voice was low: "Qingfeng can't find a more suitable candidate. He has good talent, and he is ruthless and experienced. As long as he can block the old ancestor's ten moves, Qingfeng ...Qing Feng doesn't need to go to Gun Niu to descend."

Xuanyuan Guoqi shook his head and sighed: "This is fate."

"Fate..." Xuanyuan Qingfeng gathered his collar, and suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill.

"Qingfeng, it's windy on the mountain, add some clothes."

A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a seven-point shape similar to Xuanyuan Guoqi came over coughing, with a happy towel tied in a bun, holding the "Moral Forbidden Lightning Curse" in one hand, and a blue coat in the other.

"Grandpa, Qingfeng has to leave first." Xuanyuan Qingfeng's pretty face darkened, and he turned to leave, completely ignoring the concerned and painful eyes of his father behind her.

Xuanyuan Guoqi also frowned, and said slightly angrily: "Jingcheng, since you are not in good health, don't wander around."

This sickly scholar is Xuanyuan Qingfeng's father, the eldest son of Xuanyuan Guoqi, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, whom Zeng Cheng has placed high hopes on.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng's leaving back, and said bitterly: "Life and death are fate, just accept fate."

Xuanyuan Guoqi lamented his misfortune and angered him for not fighting, and reprimanded him: "Your fate is confirmed, and you don't fight or grab it. The only thing you can do every day is read, read, and read. No wonder Qingfeng doesn't want to recognize you as a father now. After reading for so many years, What did you read again?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng walked towards the railing, and his voice was calm: "Read books, read Spring and Autumn to know righteousness, read Taoism to teach inaction, and read Buddhist scriptures to see compassion."

Xuanyuan Guoqi laughed back angrily: "Okay, okay, read your book carefully, watch the other two roommates sit on your neck and shit, and watch Qingfeng and that woman go to serve the ancestors together." go.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng is the eldest son of the eldest son, the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family, but he is useless, he will always only know how to be silent, nod his head in agreement, and concentrate on studying.

But in such a family of martial arts, how can someone who has read tens of thousands of volumes compare to someone else's pair of fists that can shake mountains and shake mountains?

Xuanyuan Jingcheng clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his flesh.Although he had already made the decision to make everyone dumbfounded, whenever he heard the news, there would always be boundless waves in his peaceful heart.

With a faint sigh, when he was about to continue reading, he suddenly frowned, raised his eyes to the sky, and his eyes were shining with deep and dark colors.

But I saw a hostile and evil spirit converging into an overwhelming murderous aura, forming a blood-red sky covering the entire Huishan Mountain, which seemed to turn this beautiful Huishan Mountain into a bloody place.

But in the blink of an eye, the murderous aura dissipated and ceased to exist, as if it was just another dizziness after he spent all his time studying.

……

Ascending Guniu Dagang, there are [-] steps of jade-paved corridors, and a memorial archway is built across the road, which is the Yimen of Xuanyuan in Huishan Mountain.

At this time, there is already a rush of people, bustling with people, most of them are martial arts people with swords and swords, although it is noisy and lively.But all of them are in order and dare not be presumptuous.

This is the Xuanyuan family, no matter who comes here, they must behave themselves.

The gate has long been guarded by members of Xuanyuan's direct lineage, welcoming famous people, and there is an endless stream of singing names.

"Qinghe Gang, Chief Wang is here."

"Wujiang is married, and the owner of the married family has arrived."

"..."

Yu Liancheng walked towards Yimen. With his handsome and almost demon appearance, he should have been the focus of countless people, but now he was so ordinary that no one would pay attention to it.

Seeing Yu Liancheng, the disciples of Xuanyuan's direct line became confused for a while, and blurted out: "Guests, please come in, Hero Jade is here."

After Yu Liancheng entered the Yimen Gate, a direct descendant next to him asked, "Third brother, who was that just now? He looks very unfamiliar."

"Ah, I... I don't know either."

There is a large square not far from Yimen, filled with banquets, and life is boiling, as if flowing a noisy lake of fire.

On the birthday of Xuanyuan's ancestors, there will be a three-day feast, day and night.

Yu Liancheng sniffled and moved his index finger.In the past three days, he spent most of his time immersed in the evil emperor's relics to prepare for today.

Although his physique is getting stronger and his vitality is full, his spirit...is also very energetic, even extraordinarily energetic.

But he wasn't Brother Crow, so before the fight, he decided to fill his stomach.

Besides, Yu Liancheng has always respected the old and loved the young, and today is Xuanyuan Dapan's birthday, so he should make the other party happy for a while.

Finding a table to sit down, Yu Liancheng ate heartily, didn't bother to use the wine glass, and poured it into his mouth as soon as he brought it up.

Several people sitting at this table glanced at Yu Liancheng, but didn't care.Most of the people present today are rivers and lakes.Informality.

If they are more careful, they will find that they have forgotten the appearance of this madman in an instant, or it was a blur in the first place.

"I heard that the ancestors wanted to bring the pair of Murong male and female to the mountain to enjoy."

Just then, a slightly obscene voice sounded.

The voice came from the table next to Yu Liancheng. The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, with a frivolous appearance and a pale complexion, as if he had been hollowed out by wine.

"My ancestor is very lucky. I have heard of these two people. This kind of exquisite double lotus can be said to be once in a hundred years. As long as it is a man, no one will be tempted." Beside the frivolous man is a man with peach blossom eyes, with A handsome middle-aged man with an evil spirit.

He held a folding fan in his hand, and on the front and back of the fan were painted a dozen or so beautiful women, with their names and families written on them, describing romantic affairs in a dozen or twenty characters, full of obscenities and obscenities.

"Brother Long, what envy is there? Back then, when Brother Long roamed the rivers and lakes, he enjoyed countless beauties. I'm afraid there were dozens of beauty fans. That's the envy of others." Another man said with envy.

"Haha, it's easy to say, easy to say, it's all back then."

The peach-eyed man smiled triumphantly. He was called Long Xuanyu, a flower picker who claimed to be "excellent in both love and painting". He painted all the beauties who were terrible and cruel on his fans, and there were dozens of beauties fans in his family.

If he hadn't poisoned a county sheriff's daughter and annoyed the government, he wouldn't have come to Huishan to see people's faces and make a living.

The people who sat with Long Xuanyu were all guest ministers who joined the Xuanyuan family because of cheating or committing crimes.

When a group of men sit together, women are often an indispensable topic. In addition, the old ancestor on Huishan's behavior style, so there are many conversations after dinner.

So the topic at this table gradually turned to Murong Xiongxiong. Although they deliberately lowered their voices, they could hear them from time to time, most of them were full of filth.

"It is said that Murong Murong Wuzhu is already an all-powerful beauty, and Murong Tonghuang is even more like a reincarnation of heaven and man, complementing each other. No one can resist their charm for this pair of twin lotuses."

"Fortunately, I'm not very masculine, otherwise, looking at this dish but not being able to eat it, wouldn't it be a glutton?"

"Hey, you don't understand this. A beauty like this who is indistinguishable between male and female is a fairy."

"Extremely extreme, as long as you treat Emperor Murong Tong as a woman, when the lights go dark at night, you can recognize who is Emperor Murong Tong and who is covering, and who is female and who is male?"

A group of people were talking happily, when a young man in black stood up from a table next to him, turned around and walked over, slapped the table with a "bang", grinned and said: "It seems that everyone is very interested in the Murong sisters, you guys Do you want to see what Emperor Murong Tong looks like?"

The guests at Long Xuanyu's table were stunned for a moment, and then they burst into laughter.

"I want to, of course I want to, it's my grandson who doesn't want to."

"Haha, it's a pity that once it is sent to Huishan, it will be forbidden by the ancestors. I'm afraid we won't be able to see it."

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "You can see me now."

After saying that, he removed the spiritual force lingering around him, revealing his true colors.

A kind of guest suddenly felt that the ordinary man in front of him had suddenly turned into a beautiful boy who was as handsome as a monster and full of evil charm.

They looked at the boy in black obsessively, forgetting the surrounding environment.

Such a skin, even a man, can turn all living beings upside down.

"Okay, your last wish has been fulfilled, then you can die in peace."

Following Yu Liancheng's indifferent words, a murderous aura surged up.

Shocking the minds of all the guests into the real world, their faces turned pale, and they clearly smelled the smell of death.

Before they could react, Yu Liancheng flicked his fingers.

when!
He flicked his finger on the wine glass in front of him.

The wine glass was obviously made of porcelain, but under this casual flick, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, like a golden spear and an iron horse, full of murderous aura.

The wine cup burst out like a meteor, flew into the air, and suddenly shattered into a dozen pieces, turning into streamers, and exploded Ke Qing's heads one by one, bursting open like a watermelon, splashing red and white all over the ground.

"The demeanor of a bullshit master, whoever dares to make me unhappy, even if it's shit, I have to step on it."

Yu Liancheng's words were vulgar, but with such a handsome face, coupled with that cool and pleasant voice, it would not give people the slightest feeling of vulgarity.

In fact, there was a battle between heaven and man in Yulian City before the shot.

After realizing the influence of the evil emperor relic on him, he originally wanted to cultivate himself.Entering Huishan this time, he only intends to kill Xuanyuan Dapan and finish the job, and there is no need to bloodbath Guniu Dagang.

Even if these guests spoke disrespectfully to him, he immediately told himself that it was just the whispers of ants, which would not cause any harm to him, and there was no need to kill him for it.

Following the lewd words of this group of guests, Yu Liancheng's mood kept turning, and finally his thoughts changed rapidly.

"In this world where strength is paramount, when will the strong need to be angered by the weak. Whoever makes me uncomfortable, I will make him ten times more uncomfortable."

Even if you go crazy in the future, at least right now you can express your feelings directly and freely.

So there is the present scene.

"Forgive...forgive..." Long Xuanyu's hands and feet were cold, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't even speak smoothly.

The people who sat at the table with him just now were all guests from Xuanyuan's family, all of them were quite strong, and there was even a master who had just entered the third rank. If they were placed in other places, they could even form a not weak sect.

But with just a wine glass, everyone except him turned into watermelons and exploded, without even a chance to react.

Such astonishing martial arts accomplishments were something he never even dreamed of.

"Eh, I forgot that there is another you." Yu Liancheng showed a look of sudden realization, and then pointed out with his backhand, and hit a hurricane sword aura: "I'm so sorry, I will make it up immediately."

In front of this sword energy, the table instantly cracked, the food and wine fell to the ground, the air seemed to turn into flowing water, and ripples stirred up in circles.

"My life is over."

Long Xuanyu closed his eyes, unable to react at all.

With a puff, there was no blood splatter or broken tendons at the scene.

Long Xuanyu felt his body go cold, but the pain he imagined did not come, so he couldn't help opening his eyes, only to find that everyone's eyes were on him, and some women even quickly covered their eyes.

Only then did he realize that his clothes had been turned into dust by the sword energy, and he was completely naked.

Yu Liancheng stroked his chin, and looked down: "I thought the flower picker was very talented, so it's just... tsk tsk,"

Long Xuanyu's originally pale face suddenly turned red, and the things he was proud of were severely trampled on.

Before he could cover it up, Yu Liancheng snapped his fingers, and the sword energy that shot into Long Xuanyu's body exploded, and his whole body suddenly turned into a puddle of flesh, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives in an instant.

As a human being, the most important thing is to be happy.

Yu Liancheng shrugged, with a bright smile on his face.

After killing the person who made him unhappy, his mood suddenly became much happier.

　There are four generations in the Xuanyuan family's direct lineage.

　　The first generation: Xuanyuan Patriarch Xuanyuan Dapan, a master of the first rank

　　The second generation, the person in charge Xuanyuan Guoqi, the son of the ancestor Xuanyuan, has three sons in total
　　The third generation, Xuanyuan Jingcheng (the eldest), Xuanyuan Jingyi (the second), Xuanyuan Jingxuan (the third)

　　The fourth generation, Xuanyuan Qingfeng (daughter of Xuanyuan Jingcheng)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)