Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 135 Go to Sui Dynasty!

Ming Dynasty.

Since Huo Yin left the Ming Dynasty, the rivers and lakes of the Ming Dynasty have become much calmer.

But this so-called calm is only relative.

Not long ago, an amazing news spread throughout Daming.

The Tianxiahui successfully and completely defeated the Sun Moon God Sect, and a fire burned the entire Heimuya into a piece of scorched earth.

Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, is nowhere to be found, and the rest of his subordinates fled and died.

Since then, there has been no Sun Moon God Sect in Jianghu!
After Tianxiahui devoured almost all the territory of the Sun Moon God Sect, it became one of the most powerful forces in the rivers and lakes of the Ming Dynasty.

Except for the supernatural Wudang Mountains, even the Shaolin Temple with its profound heritage must temporarily avoid the edge when facing the world meeting!
After the Tianxiahui swept away the Sun Moon God Sect, they also held a grand celebration ceremony.

During the ceremony, the high-spirited Xiongba was dressed in a dark golden brocade suit, sitting on the throne, looking at the many disciples in the audience, he couldn't help showing a happy smile on his majestic face.

"I am looking forward to today, I have been looking forward to it for too long!"

Xiong Ba sighed.

Since the battle of Qixia Town Chengdong, Wushuang City has declined, Yihua Palace has been destroyed, and other major sects have also suffered heavy casualties. Tianxiahui, which was originally only one of the strongest, immediately became much stronger.

Although Dongfang Bubai had been trying to compete with him during this period of time, Dongfang Bubai was finally defeated.

With the battle to destroy the Sun Moon God Sect, the Tianxiahui finally stood at the pinnacle of the Daming Rivers and Lakes!

Thinking of this, Xiongba couldn't help turning his gaze to the left.

On his left stood three teenagers in heavy clothes.

First disciple Qin Shuang, second disciple Bu Jingyun, third disciple Nie Feng.

These are his three most proud disciples. Although they are young, they have already made meritorious service on the battlefield and performed outstandingly.

In particular, Fengyun and Fengyun are famous all over the world with their Fengshen legs and cloud-dispelling palms. They have become the most watched heaven's favored sons in the Jianghu, which naturally adds luster to his face.

Looking at Fengyun and Fengyun, Xiongba couldn't help but think of Huo Yin.

Back then, Huo Yin once gave him orders, saying that the golden scales are not a thing in the pool, and they will transform into a dragon when encountering a storm.

Looking at it now, what Huo Yin said was indeed true. After encountering the storm, he did indeed have a smooth journey, avoided danger many times, and led the world to become one of the few powerful forces in the Daming Jianghu.

It's just that now that he has basically fulfilled his wish, he doesn't know what his fate will be next?
Will it continue to advance all the way, surpass Wudang Shaolin, truly stand on the peak, and see all the small mountains at a glance, or is the wave behind the Yangtze River pushing the wave ahead, and after the scenery, it will fall like a meteor?

Thinking of this, the smile on Xiong Ba's face gradually faded and became serious.

Looking at the cheering disciples, he suddenly realized that maybe now is not the time to be happy!
It's not too late to celebrate after he truly stands on the highest peak of Daming Rivers and Lakes without anyone above him!
Thinking of this, Xiongba suddenly stood up, flung his robes, turned and left.

The disciples who were celebrating below were a little surprised when they saw Xiongba leave suddenly. However, Xiongba is the leader of the gang after all, and he has a lot of things to do every day. Maybe there is something important to deal with, so everyone was just surprised for a while, and then continued their celebration.

After Xiongba left the scene of the celebration meeting, he came to the main hall.

He raised his head and looked at Huo Yin's comment written back then, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Huo is in Song Dynasty, we must find Mr. Huo!"

He wants to ask Huo Yin for another divination to see what his future destiny is like!
……

The battle between the Tianxiahui and the Sun Moon God Sect has spread to many places, but there is only one place, and both parties subconsciously avoid it, making this place a pure land in the Jianghu of the Ming Dynasty.

This place is Qixia Town.

Because of Huo Yin, Qixia Town has become a recognized martial arts holy place in the Daming Rivers and Lakes.

The three precious swords inserted on the city wall attracted countless people to stop and watch.

Although Huo Yin has been away from Qixia Town for more than half a year, and the sword is unattended, no one has dared to steal the sword. After all, it is the spoils of a real fairy. covetous heart.

As night fell, the wind and snow were in full swing.

A red dress floated over and landed on the eaves opposite Tongfu Inn.

Looking at the closed window, she thought of the scene when she and Huo Yin first met, and couldn't help sighing softly.

"This seat is still defeated."

When she saw Huo Yin for the last time, Huo Yin told her that she could not be Xiongba's opponent.

But she didn't give up and fought to the end.

In the end, just as Huo Yin said, Xiongba won, but she lost miserably and became a bereaved dog.

The world is so big, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

Maybe it was the best result to die in the Blackwood Cliff.

Crash.

Dongfang Bubai poured the wine from the wine jar in his hand onto the eaves, fell into the snow, and turned into a lump of ice.

"I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future."

Dongfang Bubai placed the wine jar in his hand on the snow, then turned his head and looked to the northwest.

She is going to Da Sui to have a look.

……

Huashan faction.

Think about the cliff.

The two figures stood opposite each other.

One was dressed in white with gray hair, and the other was dressed in silver and white with a blank expression on his face.

The former is naturally a strong master of Huashan School, Feng Qingyang, the inheritor of Dugu Nine Swords, while the latter is Yan Shisan who came to challenge!

Yan Shisan came to Huashan faction to challenge Feng Qingyang last time, and the final result was a draw. This time, he is not as eager to win as last time, but the confidence in his eyes is undoubtedly stronger than ever !
call.

The cold wind blows and the snowflakes fly.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, pieces of snowflakes, pieces of swords!

The crystal snowflakes suddenly collided violently under the sweeping cold wind, as if thousands of troops were charging into battle on the yellow sand of the desert!
This is the collision of two people on the way of the sword, the collision of sword energy, sword momentum and sword intent, and even the collision of sword heart!
This fight seems to be nothing special, but the danger in it is hard to describe in a thousand words. If you are a little careless, you may end up in ashes!

call!
A gust of cold wind is more bitter than a gust of cold wind, biting the bone, and the sharp sword aura penetrates into the bone marrow along with the wind, spreading the chill to every corner of the body, the sword aura is more freezing than the wind and snow!

call!
The snowflakes all over the sky suddenly rolled back, and all of them rushed towards Feng Qingyang!

Feng Qingyang didn't move his feet, but his body had already retreated, and he retreated three feet in an instant.

This retreat seems to be easy, but it is extremely difficult to return to the original point!

Because Yan Shisan's sword energy doesn't allow it!
Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh, with a look of loneliness on his old face, he said in a low voice: "It's the old man who lost."

Feng Qingyang was defeated!
He was defeated by Yan Shisan!

Yan Shisan looked at Feng Qingyang, his face was still calm, and he did not have the excitement and joy after defeating a powerful enemy.

This is because he had already foreseen this result.

He has the confidence to defeat all opponents, no matter who his opponent is!
Clean wind is just the beginning!
Yan Shisan bid farewell to Feng Qingyang, without leaving any declaration of the winner, walking down the mountain in silence through the wind and snow.

……

Yan Shisan met a man on the way down the mountain.

A down-and-out, demoralized alcoholic.

It was snowing heavily, but the drunkard was holding the wine jar, sitting on the hard and cold stone steps with a dejected face, unable to go up or down.

He is Linghu Chong, a person who joined the Tianxiahui and was supposed to appear at the Tianxiahui's celebration banquet.

But just when he wanted to go to the celebration banquet with Ren Yingying, Ren Yingying told him something that broke him down.

Ren Yingying is getting engaged, but her fiancé is not him, but Qin Shuang, Xiongba's first disciple!

It turned out that as early as a few months ago, when he and Ren Yingying had just joined Tianxiahui, Ren Yingying met Qin Shuang through a coincidence.

As Xiongba's eldest disciple, Qin Shuang has a great reputation and is admired by thousands of people.

Ren Yingying has an exquisite figure and a charming appearance.

Qin Shuang fell in love with Ren Yingying the first time the two met.

In the frequent contact afterwards, everything naturally came naturally.

Originally, Ren Yingying wanted Linghu Chong to leave her by alienating Linghu Chong.

But Linghu Chong was infatuated with her, and was still unwilling to leave. In desperation, Ren Yingying could only tell Linghu Chong about her upcoming engagement with Qin Shuang.

When Linghu Chong heard about this, he seemed to be struck by a bolt from the blue, and after trying hard to recover to no avail, he was finally disheartened and left Tianxiahui.

The Sun Moon God Sect was gone, and Ren Yingying was gone. Linghu Chong suddenly found that he had lost his direction and harbor in life, and was already homeless.

Involuntarily, he thought of the Huashan School.

I thought of the strict master, the kind master, and the smart and cute little junior sister.

He wants to come back.

But facing the mountain gate of the Huashan faction, he couldn't take another step forward.

Because he no longer has a sword in his hand.

He lost the sword that his master gave him.

He had no face to go back to face his master, his wife, and his younger junior sister, so he could only drink away his worries.

Yan Shisan passed by Linghu Chong, and suddenly thought of Aji.

A few days ago, there have been rumors that Xie Xiaofeng, the former third young master of Shenjian Villa, has appeared in the arena again.

The useless Aji picked up the Xie Family Excalibur again!

He glanced at Linghu Chong and said in a low voice, "A swordsman shouldn't be like this."

After saying these words, Yan Shisan continued to descend the mountain and ignored Linghu Chong.

Whether Linghu Chong is dead or alive has nothing to do with him.

Linghu Chong heard Yan Shisan's words, looked at Yan Shisan's leaving figure, and couldn't help but put down the wine jar in his hand.

"Without a sword, am I still a swordsman?"

Linghu Chong was a little confused.

In confusion, he slowly stood up and walked down the mountain.

He wanted to find the sword, not to return to the Huashan School, but just to give himself a reason to continue living.

(End of this chapter)