All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 401 Shaking Kunlun?Shake a hammer
There is an open space outside Guniujiang, which is called "Daxueping".

Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Xuanyuan Jingcheng boarded the Daxueping and strode to Gun Niu Jiang.

Originally, Xuanyuan Qingfeng was a little nervous, but when he turned his head and saw Xuanyuan Jingcheng's face that always had a faint smile, and heard the sound of the wind chimes under the eaves, his mood suddenly became much calmer.

She was about to push the door, but before her hand touched the door panel, there was a "creak", and the door pushed open by itself.

An alluring face protrudes, with curved eyebrows, long eyelashes, a pointed nose, and a suit of snowy clothes, but the skin is fairer than the clothes, and the eyes are twinkling, faintly carrying an indescribable childishness.

"Murong Tonghuang... No..."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was startled, the face in front of him was very similar to Murong Tonghuang, but it was by no means the same person.

The woman's blue hair fluttered in the wind, showing a fresh and weak beauty, completely different from Murong Tonghuang's bewitching and domineering.But there is no doubt that this is also a stunning beauty, enough to make anyone's heart fall.

"You are Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, my brother asked me to pick you up." The beauty in white was graceful and weak, giving people a timid feeling, and she smiled gracefully.

"Thank you Miss Wuzhu." Xuanyuan Jingcheng cupped his hands.

"It's okay, let's all come in." The beauty in palace costume lifted her skirt and led the two of them into the mansion.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng followed closely behind, and only then remembered that Murong Tonghuang had a compatriot sister, who seemed to be called Murong Wuzhu.

Taking a closer look, the siblings are indeed very similar.But as long as the eyes are not blind, the two cannot be confused, because they both carry their own bright colors.

Murong Wuzhu led the two of them directly through the hall and walked out to the backyard.

There are rockery and flowing water in the small courtyard, and a few unknown trees are planted.

At this time, the leaves were falling and the flowers were withering, the sun was lazily falling from behind the bare branches, and that tall black figure was standing under the tree.

A leaf fell, was caught by the slender palm, twisted between the index finger and thumb, gently blew, and fell out again.

"Tonghuang, the guests are here."

"Okay." The golden sunlight shone on him, as if he was covered with a golden halo.Looking back and smiling, it is a beauty that surpasses the beauty of men and women.

At this time, he is not only domineering and flirtatious, but more gentle and elegant.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's heartstrings were plucked, and he couldn't help being intoxicated by the beautiful scenery at this moment.

It seems that it is not just a figure, but together with the withered ancient trees beside him, the lazy sunlight, and the vicissitudes of the stone table, they combine to form a picture scroll that seems real, dreamlike, and dreamlike.

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng has seen Mr. Murong." The green-clothed scribe bowed and bowed to the black-clothed boy: "I will clean up the dust in Huishan for Mr. Murong."

Yu Liancheng waved his hands and said, "I just cleared away the stagnation in my heart, and wanted to be happy and happy."

"No matter what, Huishan always benefits from the young master." Xuanyuan Jingcheng raised the jug and said with a smile: "With a pot of angelica wine, I will respect the feat of the young master."

"Haha, I've heard about the reputation of angelica wine for a long time." Yu Liancheng frowned, showing a look of excitement: "Nowadays, if you don't drink good wine, you will be a grandson. Come, fill me up."

It wasn't until this moment that he regained the domineering and unruly demeanor of that day.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she still liked the posture in front of Yu Liancheng even more.

The wine glass was filled, Yu Liancheng raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said: "How does it taste?"

Yu Liancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chose his words carefully: "The aroma of the wine has both the aroma of tea and cinnamon. It is slightly bitter in the mouth. When you taste it carefully, it is sweet and long-lasting, with an endless aftertaste. It also fits the meaning of bitterness and sweetness."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes lit up and he said: "I don't think Mr. Murong is still a person who knows how to drink."

"If you drink a lot, you will naturally understand."

After drinking for three rounds, the two talked more.

And Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Murong Wuzhu are just two beautiful foils.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng is knowledgeable and talented, knows everything from the north to the south, from Taoist classics to antique calligraphy and paintings, as long as he is willing to talk, he can talk for three days and three nights.No matter what question Yu Liancheng asks, it seems that he can get the answer from him, which greatly benefits him.

Although Yu Liancheng was not as knowledgeable as Xuanyuan Jingcheng, he was still a well-informed person.Moreover, he can always come up with some unheard-of weird and wonderful talks, which seem to be wild talk, but they can actually be justified, which greatly inspires Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng watched the two talking and complimented each other, but those who didn't know thought the two were good friends and confidants who had known each other for many years.

But he faintly felt a little unnatural, as if every word, every smile had a deep meaning, and he shook his head immediately, taking it as his own illusion.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced at Murong Wuzhu who was also serving as a vase.

But Murong Wuzhu quietly picked up the flagon, poured himself a glass of 'cinnamon wine', stuck out his tongue and licked it tentatively, first frowned, then his beautiful eyes lit up, and he began to sip lightly, just like a cat.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't help laughing, seeing Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Yu Liancheng's eyes looking over, he quickly sat up straight again and sat upright.

"What a Mr. Murong, really extraordinary."

After a while, Xuanyuan Jingcheng let out a long breath, his eyes flickering.

In fact, he has been using various topics to test Mr. Murong.Sometimes they are of the same teachings and low-ranking people, and they are from the lower Riba.Sometimes it is Buddhist and Taoist classics, high mountains and flowing water.

But he was disappointed to find that it was useless. The other party's eyes were clear, his breath was calm, and he waved his hands with a forceful demeanor. Obviously, he was not a person who could be moved by words.

If you want to accomplish your goals, you have to show your strength,

Yu Liancheng suddenly stood up and looked down. Covered by clouds and mist, Guniu Dagang became extremely small, and the scenery at the foot of the mountain was faintly visible. The conversation changed: "No wonder Xuanyuan Dapan is so conceited. I'm afraid it was raised here. He looks at others like ants, and when the ants get close, he realizes that the ants are a raptor."

Living in a high place for a long time, seeing all the mountains and small mountains at a glance, and having martial arts that are arrogant in the world, naturally his temperament will inevitably be affected.Of course, with Xuanyuan Dapan's cultivation base, he is also proud enough.

Unfortunately, he met Yu Liancheng.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng drank a glass of wine, and his words seemed to be witty: "When I was young, I read a sentence that a gnat may shake a big tree. It was ridiculous. At that time, I thought it was really ridiculous. After thinking about it carefully, I thought it was just a word for laughing." It is also very interesting to change it into a respectful word."

An ant may shake a big tree, is it admirable?
But now Huishan's "Jing" generation is the only one left in Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Yu Liancheng said: "The big tree is a dead thing, and the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest, so it can't be shaken. And the dragon soars in the sky, and the ants look up at the sky, why bother?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said tit-for-tat: "Sometimes, you have to do things you know you can't do." After a moment of silence, he said again: "After all, this is the foundation of the Xuanyuan family for hundreds of years, and I am a disciple of Xuanyuan after all... ..."

"Okay." Yu Liancheng grinned a little: "I admire you a little bit, I will give you ten moves to make a move, I will only defend but not attack, if you can shake my figure with ten moves, let me move my feet , I will let you fulfill your wish. On the other hand, if I win, you will be driven by me."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said with a smile: "In this way, wouldn't I take advantage of it?"

Yu Liancheng said lightly, "It's not that the dragon crosses the river."

"Okay, then let me, an ant, shake the dragon above the nine heavens."

"You..." Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face was dull, first he didn't understand what the two of them were saying when they were fighting aggressively, one moment was a raptor, another moment was an ant, and another moment shook a big tree.

But as the two talked, she seemed to understand their conversation faintly, but she seemed to be even more confused.

How can this weak scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken shake the peerless master who can be ranked in the martial arts.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng patted Xuanyuan Qingfeng's head, his face showed the gentleness of a loving father: "I will go with Mr. Murong, and I will be back soon."

Yu Liancheng also wanted to imitate Xuanyuan Jingcheng and touch his sister Murong Wuzhu's hair, but found that Murong Wuzhu's face was full of drunkenness, and Bai Yu's cheeks were blushing twice, and she was still holding a wine glass.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Murong Wuzhu slapped his hand away, and said angrily: "Smelly Tonghuang, don't touch my head, the older I get, the more stinky my fart is, I'm not as good as I was when I was young."

After finishing speaking, propping the table with his left hand, he stood up staggeringly, touched Yu Liancheng's head with one hand, and said with a silly smile: "Tong Huang is good, Tong Huang is good, my sister hid the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you. Eat it for you, don't tell your parents."

A wry smile appeared on Yu Liancheng's face.

How did you get drunk after only a few drinks?

It seems that I can't drink this girl in the future.

"I'll wait for you at Daxueping."

Naturally, the backyard is not a good place to do it. Xuanyuan Jingcheng jumped a few feet away.When it was about to fall, the toes clicked out of the air, and a cloud of air blasted, like a lotus flower blooming.

Every step a lotus flower, every step a lotus grows.

After seven steps, one has reached the Daxueping.

"The movement skills are pretty good." Yu Liancheng sighed, put his coat on Murong Wuzhu's body, and then tapped his toes, and the man flew out like a flying fairy.

"This... this..." Xuanyuan Qingfeng was dumbfounded. It turned out that it wasn't because she was dazzled that day, but because her father was really hiding something.

It's just that it's hidden too deep.

But at this time, he didn't care too much, Xuanyuan Qingfeng immediately let go of his legs and sprinted towards Daxueping.

Murong Wuzhu was lying on the table with her beautiful eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

When Xuanyuan Qingfeng came to Daxueping, he saw Xuanyuan Jingcheng who no longer struggled to suppress his realm raised his hand.

Step forward with your right foot and bend your right knee slightly.

The right hand "slowly" protrudes forward, while the left hand retracts.

A very ordinary movement, but full of mysterious meaning, it is in harmony with the principle of heaven and earth, and the whole body seems to be integrated with heaven and earth.

The will of God is the heart, and the heart moves the will of God.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who has stepped into the realm of celestial phenomena, has a thought, which immediately affects the celestial phenomena. The sky was originally clear, but now it is already covered with dark clouds. will collapse.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't help but hold his breath.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the dark clouds are rolling, like a tornado, falling suddenly.

"I shake Kunlun." Xuanyuan Jingcheng's voice was very soft, but it overwhelmed the roar of the sky.

Yu Liancheng held Zhuo Li behind his back, and looked at the tornado attracted by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's abundant energy indifferently. It was in the shape of a huge funnel, and the roots of the wind swirled violently on the snowy plain, as if reaching heaven, constantly dragging down the black clouds in the sky , intensified.It is simply a terrible natural disaster, but it can fly and tear everyone or everything.

How can natural disasters be resisted by manpower.

This tornado was terrifying enough, but Xuanyuan Jingcheng felt that it was not safe enough. His outstretched hand drew a mysterious arc again, and the other hand was slowly lifted upwards, and said softly: "Rise again."

As a result, another huge tornado rose out of thin air on the left side of Daxueping, spinning continuously, draining all the air in the surrounding area, and driving endless flying sand and rocks.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was full of energy, his qi surged, without any sign of exhaustion, he clenched his fists, his green shirt swelled up, filled with invisible qi, and his qi climbed to the peak in an instant, slowly said: "Three attacks."

There is another tornado on the right.

On the snowy plain, three dragons draw water.

For a while, the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark.

With the push of Xuanyuan Jingcheng's palms, the three tornadoes began to move and converge with the power to stir up the heaven and earth.

And the center of the squeeze is impressively jade-linked.

"This... could it be that he became a saint through Confucianism, he... he has reached this point."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's expression was in a trance, such an earth-shattering, almost magical method was actually prompted by her father, Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who she had always looked down upon.

Confucianist Zhang Susheng in the northern part of the Confucianism proposed to cultivate the righteousness of the world by reading books, and said that ordinary people would sing if they were not in harmony.

Then there was this appalling scene in front of him.

With Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyesight, it can be seen that although the Sanlong Jishui has a great momentum, it is still far from being able to deal with the martial arts master who is overwhelming the ancestor Xuanyuan.

Fortunately, he wasn't out to outwit his opponent.

As long as the opponent moves half a step, he wins.

And after this move, he still has another move waiting for Yu Liancheng.

"You shake Kunlun?"

The corners of Yu Liancheng's mouth grinned, he was full of energy, his body twisted slightly, and his fists slammed into the two tornadoes respectively. The fists seemed to be ignited with raging flames, and the temperature suddenly increased, and the entire Daxueping seemed to be trapped in an oven.

boom!boom!
The two tornadoes collapsed suddenly, and the airflow swept wildly.

With a quick grab, the third tornado also disappeared invisible.

"You shake a hammer."

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