From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 116: Although the world is cruel, the old firewood is burned out, but the fire still burns bright ( words chapter)
Although the gangsters in the outer hall were in high spirits, they also knew their limits. After drinking a glass of wine with Xu Xing, they sat back down on their own accord.

The female warriors who admired the demeanor of the Xiaoyao Sect leader had their cheeks flushed and their faces flushed just by looking at that too perfect face, thinking foolishly:

This Xiaoyao Sect leader is actually this good looking...

After more than a year of practice, Xu Xing's every breath and every move are in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth, and the feeling of being out of this world is replaced by a strong sense of human fireworks.

Therefore, although these female heroes felt ashamed of themselves, their eyes still unconsciously drifted towards that place.

If you don’t dare to talk to me, then are you afraid to even look at me?

As they watched, they noticed Yue Fei who had been following Xu Xing.

After seeing the young man's tough and heroic face, as well as his tall and upright figure, the eyes of many female heroes lit up.

To these young men of the world, led by Yan Hunling, who go through wind and rain, a pure-hearted young man like Yue Fei is the most interesting.

So, they boldly scanned Shao Yuefei's body without hiding their gazes.

Not bad, not bad, the plate is bright, the lines are smooth, and it is pleasing to the eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, Xu Xing had experienced too many things like this, so he didn't care about people's eyes and walked over steadily.

Yue Fei was unusually awkward, holding the gift box in his right hand and not knowing where to put his left hand. This look caused a burst of muffled laughter in everyone's eyes.

After passing the outer hall, Zhuge Zhengwo and others had gathered at the door of the inner hall, waiting for the arrival of Xu Xing and Yue Fei.

Seeing Xu Xing, Zhuge Zhengwo stamped his feet and said in feigned anger:

"Tafa, isn't Prime Minister Sima's words a bit too much?"

Xu Xing avoided answering this question and just laughed it off, not giving Zhuge Zhengwo any room to make use of the topic. He asked Yue Fei to pass the gift box over and reminded him:
"This is a gift Pengju brought specially for you, old man. But since we are going to eat later, please don't open it yet."

Although Yue Fei had not yet reached adulthood, Xu Xing had already chosen a pseudonym for him.

Yue Fei himself was very satisfied with the two words "Pengju" and let Xu Xing call him that.

Those who are qualified to sit in the inner hall are all top masters with keen five senses and rich experience. Even if Xu Xing did not mention it specifically, they could feel that there was a human head inside.

For the people in the underworld, using human heads as gifts is not a strange thing. They are just curious about one thing.

Who is this head that makes the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect take it so seriously?
Zhuge Zhengwo took the gift box, weighed it, and suddenly thought of something, with a strange look on his face:
"In here, could it be..."

Xu Xing nodded, confirming his guess, and pretended to be calm and said:

"It's the head of Jin Emperor Wanyan Wuqimai. Apart from him, almost all the masters of the Wanyan clan are dead."

After Xu Xing and Yue Fei killed the man, they did not stay for long and went straight back to Kaifeng Prefecture.

The Jin Dynasty fell into unprecedented chaos because of this incident, so this news never got out.

However, when everyone heard the good news, they were not surprised at all. Instead, they felt it was unexpected yet reasonable.

Ah, after all, it was a stepping method. With his personality, it was normal for him to kill a Jin emperor as a gift while traveling around.

After the battle in the palace, even if Xu Xing said that he killed hundreds of thousands of Jin troops by himself, Zhuge Zhengwo and others would not doubt it.

At most, it would be people like Zhui Ming who are eager to get involved in trouble, who would pretend to be nice and ask, "Master Xu, are you really good at keeping your eyes open after killing so many people?"

Xu Xing didn't get the shocked look he wanted and felt a little disappointed.

If it was his own battle record, he wouldn't take it too seriously.

After all, in today's world, he is the undisputed number one and absolutely invincible.

But for his own disciple, that is another matter. Although if you really count, this disciple is still his ancestor...

If the old man knew that I accepted his ancestor as his apprentice, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life, right?

Thinking of this, Xu Xing found it quite interesting.

But when he thought that no one in this world could understand his feelings, he felt it was a pity.

Xu Xing waited for a while, and seeing that no one was talking, he coughed and added lightly:

"The assassination of the king and the killing of the emperor were all done by Pengju alone. He also killed the 'Golden Swallow Divine Eagle'."

This time, although Qiao Feng and the others knew Xu Xing well, and although they all knew that Xu Xing wanted to take the opportunity to show off his disciple, they still couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yue Fei with shocked expressions.

They all knew that more than a year ago, Yue Fei's martial arts skills alone were not even worthy of the title of a third-rate master in the martial arts world. He had helped Qiao Feng before because of his extraordinary courage and strategy.

The reputation of the "Golden Swallow Divine Eagle" had already spread throughout the world and was feared by all decades ago.

These two top-ranking officials of the Great Jin Kingdom were the instructors of all the royal family disciples of the Jin Kingdom.

Their status is so transcendent that even the Emperor of Jin has to show respect to them. In terms of martial arts, they are unrivaled in the world, not inferior to the Nine Nether God and other Zhuge-level strongmen.

But who would have thought that it only took Yue Fei a little over a year to grow from a mere thug to such a level that he could even fight two at once and kill the "Golden Swallow Divine Eagle"!
In the eyes of everyone, this incident was even more shocking than the assassination of Wanyan Wuqimai.

The person who was most shocked was naturally Duan Yu.

During this year or so, under the guidance of his master, Master Lancan, he combined the "Northern Divine Art" and the Zizai Sect's mental method, and his internal strength cultivation became more and more profound. He also derived the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to the realm of six swords in one, and his actual combat level improved greatly.

Duan Yu now thinks that he is qualified to compete with Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, who are also making rapid progress. It is time to be ambitious.

But he didn't expect that before he even started to challenge the two protectors, he would be left behind by Yue Fei, the rising young man.

For a moment, Duan Yu felt that the heroic spirit in his heart faded away and he felt depressed.

However, when it comes to loss, Qiao Feng is not inferior to Duan Yu.

After all, Xu Xing, this good disciple, was snatched away from him.

Qiao Feng looked Yue Fei carefully from head to toe, then he let out a long sigh, shook his head, and remained silent.

He also knew that if Yue Fei had joined the Beggars' Sect, without Xu Xing's personal training, he would certainly not have made such progress today, but he still couldn't help but feel regretful.

Xu Xing saw what Qiao Feng was thinking, and moved closer to him. Instead of saying anything to comfort him, he asked with a smile:

"Brother Qiao, how is it? The training is pretty good. It's not a disgrace to this talented person, right?"

Qiao Feng glanced at Xu Xing unhappily. Although he felt aggrieved, he was a heroic man after all and could not speak against his conscience.

After all, there are many talented people in the world, but people like Xu Xing are rarely seen even in hundreds of years.

His methods had long reached the point of turning decay into magic. Even if he had not trained Yue Fei, he would certainly have been able to create one, or even a group of top masters.

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng's chest heaved for a while before he nodded heavily and let out a snort from his nose, which was considered as his approval of Xu Xing's words.

But he still said unconvincedly:
"We agreed at the beginning that after Brother Yue finishes his apprenticeship, he will come to the Beggars' Sect to help me. Don't go back on your word."

When Xu Xing heard the agreement, he narrowed his eyes, smiled more obviously, and nodded repeatedly to indicate that he still remembered the agreement.

Only then did Qiao Feng hum with satisfaction again, waved to Xu Xing and Yue Fei, and led the two into the house.

As soon as Yue Fei saw the expression on his master's face, he knew that he was planning something bad. He frowned and dared not say anything, but just prayed silently for Qiao Feng in his heart.

In fact, Xu Xing’s idea is very simple.

Although Yue Fei was his direct disciple, he was incompatible with the Xiaoyao Sect after all, and he also promised Duan Zhengming and others that the position of the head of the sect would be passed to Duan Yu.

In fact, in addition to Duan Yu, Xu Xing also targeted Wang Xiaoshi, the disciple of Tianyi Jushi.

By then, I can use Duan Yu's relationship to lure this little Shitou to the Xiaoyao Sect, and maybe he can become the next leader.

Wuqing is the apple of my eye, Zhuge Zheng. It's not easy to abduct him, so let him come in and serve as a sacrifice.

In this way, with the support of Zizai Sect, no matter what happens to the Xiaoyao Sect, it will not fall into the situation described in the original novel.

As for Yue Fei, since he is not suitable for the atmosphere of the Xiaoyao Sect, it would be better to send him to the Beggars' Sect.

Xu Xing saw clearly that if the Beggars' Sect wanted to grow stronger in the future, it would definitely have to infiltrate all kinds of industries and professions, and even become an organization similar to a mutual aid association for the poor, or a trade union.

With Yue Fei's temperament and experience, when the time comes for the stage that requires meticulous management, he might be more suitable to be the helmsman than Qiao Feng.

By then, wouldn't Xu's disciples be equivalent to controlling two big martial arts giants and be able to claim to control half of the martial arts world?

Thinking of this, Xu Xing smiled even more brightly.

While Xu Xing and Qiao Feng were chatting and laughing, Zhui Ming suddenly came over, picked up a pot of wine, and said mysteriously:
"Tafa, you don't really think that Brother Qiao would want a disciple like you, do you?"

Xu Xing realized that Zhui Ming had a hidden meaning in his words, so he blinked, said "oh", and asked in a very cooperative manner:
"What does this mean, Brother Cui San?"

Zhui Ming shook his head, sighed for a while, and said with his hands behind his back:
"An apprentice is good, but how does it compare to a son? Brother Qiao might even be about to have a baby!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everything fell silent.

These days, everyone has been busy dealing with the various stubborn forces in the martial arts world and has not paid much attention to Qiao Feng's personal love life. When they heard such explosive news, they all held their breath.

Even iceberg-like characters like Su Mengzhen, Xiao Jianseng, and Wuqing came over without making a sound.

For a moment, they even forgot about the gift box containing the head of the Jin Dynasty emperor. How could the dead head of a barbarian be compared to the interesting love life of Boss Qiao?

Any master who can practice martial arts to this level must have a clear mind and can naturally distinguish between what is important and what is not.

Xiao Yuanshan was in the crowd, grinning from ear to ear.

Although he had instructed Qiao Feng to continue the Xiao family's lineage when they were in Shaolin Temple, he never expected that his son, who was usually silent and like a piece of wood, would act so quickly.

When Qiao Feng heard Zhui Ming's words, he turned his head abruptly, clenched his fists, and even his hair stood up. His whole body was emitting a golden aura, and he shouted angrily:
"Cui Laosan, where the hell did you hear that?!"

Zhui Ming spread his hands, looking as innocent as possible, but deep in his eyes, there was still a smile that could not be concealed.

"Brother, you can hide what happened to you in the Murong family from anyone, but you can't hide it from me, Cui Lao San."

Hearing the words "Murong family", the others held their breath. Even Zhuge Zhengwo, who was always stern and aloof, couldn't help but twitch his face and cast his gaze towards Qiao Feng inconspicuously.

Most of them had participated in the battle in the wilderness of Bazhou and knew about the feud between Murong Fu and Qiao Feng. Even those who did not participate in the battle had heard about the Murong family's hype and fraudulent behavior.

But who would have thought that Qiao Feng would actually meet his sweetheart in the Murong family?

Upon hearing these words, Qiao Feng was struck by lightning. The flaming hair subsided, and his golden arrogance disappeared. He stammered for a long time but could not make any statement.

I heard another voice behind me:

"Brother Qiao, is that woman called Ah Zhu?"

Qiao Feng was not expecting such a question, and his expression was shocked.

Even Zhui Ming, a "professional paparazzi", was startled. He looked at Xu Xing who was playing tricks and asked in disbelief:
"Even you have heard about the stepping method?"

Xu Xing smiled in a pretentious manner and did not say anything, but sighed secretly in his heart.

Perhaps, there really is such a thing as inertia in this world. I didn't expect that after going around in circles, Qiao Feng still couldn't avoid this level.

However, in this integrated world with Xu Tafa's intervention, Qiao Feng's fate will certainly not be as tragic as in the original work.

Xu Xing can fully guarantee this.

He looked at Xiao Yuanshan, who was as loving and filial to Qiao Feng as his father, and at all the people who were gathered together and were safe and sound, and an indescribable sense of accomplishment emerged in his heart.

This kind of sense of accomplishment and happiness is difficult to obtain no matter how many powerful enemies you defeat or how many villains you kill.

Just by looking at their laughter, Xu Xing felt that this trip was not in vain.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, they had already returned to the table.

Zhui Ming gave a brief introduction to whet everyone's appetite, but he did not go into detail and just smiled and asked Qiao Feng to tell the story himself.

Although Xu Xing knew the name Azhu, he was still very curious about how the two met and got to know each other, so he took the lead in getting Qiao Feng drunk.

With his encouragement, Zhuge Zhengwo, Yan Zhao and Zhui Ming were unwilling to lag behind.

Su Mengzhen also secretly toasted Qiao Feng several times, each time with a different name, making it difficult for Qiao Feng to refuse.

Looking at his calm and composed face, Qiao Feng even suspected that the owner of the Su building really wanted to toast him and was not just doing it for gossip.

Although Qiao Feng has always been known as a heavy drinker, the two people who share this name with him at this table are Yan Zhao and Zhui Ming.

There is also Zhuge Zhengwo whose drinking capacity is not inferior to these three, and even better than them.

As for Xu Xing, the master who specializes in body training, there is no need to say more.

In addition, there were also a large number of people like the War Monk. Duan Yu was already in a depressed mood and had to drink to relieve his sorrow, so he took the lead in launching the charge.

For a while, Qiao Feng drank one jar of wine after another, and didn't even have time to eat a few bites of the food.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a little dizzy and disoriented, and finally he spoke slowly:

"This matter..."

We fought to this extent, isn't it just to hear a story?

Seeing that the main part of the play was about to begin, everyone held their breath and concentrated again, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

——Because they all know that every missed opportunity will lead to less topics to talk about in the drinking parties in the next few decades, and will also leave room for others to exaggerate.

But Qiao Feng kept repeating the same thing for a long time. In the end, he just let out a long whistle, then suddenly fell backwards, lying on his back on the ground with his head tilted. He simply fell asleep, snoring like thunder.

Before today, the leader of the Beggars' Sect was invincible in the bar. Even Zhui Ming and Yan Zhao could only be on par with him, and they could only tie with each other and neither could do anything to the other.

Therefore, no one knew how good Qiao Feng was at drinking, and no one expected that after getting drunk, he would not even say a word and would just fall asleep straight away.

Of course, there is another important factor, that is, the wine in today's banquet is not ordinary, and it is not even just fine wine in the general sense.

These wines were aged wines that Zhuge Zhengwo specially moved out from the cellar of the imperial palace in order to thank his fellow martial artists. I don't know how many years they have been buried in the ground, but just one sip is enough to make ordinary people intoxicated.

Moreover, Zhuge Zheng also knew that those who came today were all martial arts heroes with extraordinary cultivation, so he specially instructed a few masters from the Wen family to add some rare treasures to the wine when cooking according to the body-building prescription left by Xu Xing.

Although these ingredients are beneficial to the body, they will also increase the strength of alcohol. In fact, while they were drinking inside, a large number of people outside had already passed out.

If the Shenhou Mansion did not cover such a large area and have so many side rooms, I'm afraid it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

With all these factors added together, even though Qiao Feng's martial arts had greatly improved and he had practiced Xu Xing's body-building technique, it was still difficult for him to resist drinking so much powerful medicinal wine in one breath.

As soon as Qiao Feng fell, everyone looked at Zhui Ming.

Zhui Ming was a slippery person. He knew something was wrong the moment he saw the situation, and immediately told the whole story based on what he knew, along with some "guesses".

The origin of this story can be traced back to Murong Fu.

After Murong Fu died that day, Qiao Feng ordered Liang Dian and Cai Kuang to burn his body into ashes.

Qiao Feng's original intention was to give Murong Fu some dignity in the end, since the Murong family had helped him become famous.

When the world is stable in the future, he will personally go to the door and return the ashes, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of this kindness. However, in the past year or so, as the chief leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng has been busy with many things to help Zhuge Zhengwo calm down the turmoil in the martial arts world and has no time to do this.

Until recently, when he led his team to completely pacify the Tang Clan in Shu and made the new leader of the Tang Clan submit and be willing to obey the orders of the Divine Marquis Mansion, he finally had the time to visit the Murong family.

Qiao Feng also knew that Murong Fu and Murong Bo had a bad reputation, so he did not make it public. He just went south alone in a very low-key manner and sent a private visiting letter to the Murong family.

Ever since Qiao Feng left Shaolin, Zhuge Zhengwo took the lead in making his life story public, including Xuan Ci's past deeds and Murong Bo's deception.

Since then, the Murong family, which already had a bad reputation due to manipulation and fraud, has been declining day by day.

People in the martial arts world not only criticized the Murong family verbally, but also gathered in groups under the banner of the Beggars' Sect and revenge for Boss Qiao, invading the Murong family's territory and eroding their sphere of influence in Jiangnan.

Therefore, when the Murong family heard that Qiao Feng was coming to visit them in person, they were afraid that he would come to call them to account, or even to wipe out the entire family. Everyone from top to bottom felt insecure.

After all, in addition to his prominent identity as the chief leader of the Beggars' Sect in the martial arts world, Qiao Feng now has another even more terrifying identity in the court, that is, the number one lackey under Prime Minister Zhuge.

Just imagine, Zhuge Zhengwo pretended to be a moral saint and a role model for the world for decades, but in the end he turned out to be a traitor who was determined to overthrow the court and rebuild the country. What kind of good person could Qiao Feng, who was entrusted with an important task by him, be?

For a time, people in the martial arts world could not help but feel uneasy when looking at the leader of the Beggars' Sect, who was once recognized as a man of great heroism and righteousness, and wondered if this was just another disguise.

At least, in the eyes of the Murong family, the answer to this question is definite.

Therefore, when they knew that such a cunning and gloomy hero was going to visit them alone, they could not help but be afraid.

However, the people of the Murong family were quick-witted and knew that no matter what, Zhuge Zhengwo, Qiao Feng and the others were people who valued their reputation.

Therefore, he put 120% of his energy into entertaining Qiao Feng, hoping that he would not be able to find any fault with him and leave him no room to take advantage of the situation.

Led by the current head of the family, and accompanied by a group of elders and outstanding figures of the younger generation, they went out ten miles to welcome the guests, and even held a grand banquet at the important place of the family, with all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, natural materials and treasures served like a stream.

Before Qiao Feng could even open his mouth, several elders of the Murong family and the group of young heroes at the banquet rushed to express their disdain and contempt for Murong Fu and Murong Bo, father and son.

Everyone in the Murong family did their best to belittle Mr. Murong, who once represented the word "Murong", but they never talked about who was the mastermind behind the plan of fraud.

Looking at the eager expressions on these people's faces, Qiao Feng felt quite nauseous and wanted to leave immediately.

But when the people of Murong family saw that Qiao Feng looked strange, they thought that they had made him unhappy, so they brought in six people who were tied up tightly and asked Qiao Feng to deal with them personally.

They were the four great generals under Murong Fu, and two powerless maids.

What Qiao Feng hated most in his life was people bullying women, children and the weak. In addition, he was already angry, and it was even more difficult to suppress it at this time.

In front of everyone, he slammed the table, stood up, and stomped his foot, shaking the entire reception room and causing the surrounding pillars to collapse.

The head of the Murong family and several elders with great achievements thought that Qiao Feng had revealed his true face. Although they knew they were no match for him, they still had to fight for the sake of their family foundation. However, they were beaten with just one palm strike, and their bones and tendons were broken, and they vomited blood.

After the palm strike, Qiao Feng did not really kill them, but only untied the four generals and two maids, told them his purpose frankly, and took out the ashes.

Upon hearing the news of Murong Fu's death, the four ministers first looked sad, then determined, and said bluntly that if Qiao Feng did not kill them, they would avenge the young master even if it cost them their entire life.

To Qiao Feng, these four generals who threatened to kill him were much more pleasing to the eye than the hypocritical bunch of Murong family members who were scheming and seeking gain.

He didn't take it seriously and just made an agreement with the four of them.

——He only gave these four people one chance. If they still cheated after failing, they would have no way out but death.

In addition to these four people, there was also a maid named A Bi. After hearing about this, her face became sad and haggard. She wanted to join the four generals in asking Qiao Feng for advice.

After the five of them left, the only one left there was a pretty, lively girl in red named Ah Zhu.

After receiving Murong Fu's ashes, Ah Zhu just sighed deeply. Instead of blaming Qiao Feng for killing Murong Fu, she sincerely thanked Qiao Feng.

In fact, as early as when Murong Fu was forced by his family to be tied up with one genius after another, Ah Zhu knew that this was a road of no return.

Later on, Murong Fu became more and more insane day by day, and finally he even left Chanhe Manor without saying goodbye to everyone, and went alone to do what he called a big thing.

In fact, from that time on, Ah Zhu knew that this would probably be the last time she would meet this young man in her life.

To die at the hands of Qiao Feng, who was once as famous as him and regarded as Murong Fu's lifelong enemy, was perhaps the best outcome for this "Southern Murong" whose spirit was almost completely crushed.

Therefore, Azhu did not resent what Qiao Feng did, and even said thank you to him.

Qiao Feng was also quite saddened by this story, so he took Azhu and left the Murong family.

In fact, Azhu was also quite curious about Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect who forced Murong Fu to a path of no return. Now that she had the honor of meeting him, she asked him all kinds of questions about him and the Beggars' Sect.

Qiao Feng also wanted to know how Murong Fu had ended up like this, so he was open with Azhu and asked and answered her questions. Although they had just met, they became as familiar with each other as if they had known each other for ten years.

Perhaps this is what it means to feel like old friends at first sight.

After Zhui Ming finished telling the story in vivid detail, he even winked at everyone.

Zhuge Zhengwo and the others also booed loudly out of respect, and kept asking for information about the red-dressed woman A'zhu, as if they were going to check on Qiao Feng.

The most enthusiastic among them were Yan and Zhao.

After all, he was a romantic man who loved beautiful women, singing and dancing, and he had more than 30 beautiful and charming confidantes who were willing to die for him.

When it comes to love affairs between men and women, I'm afraid all the people in this room combined are not enough to be compared with Yan and Zhao.

Yan Zhao was so drunk that he slammed the table and said directly that when Qiao Feng woke up, he would teach him the 108 tricks and make his elder brother happy for the rest of his life.

Qiao Feng, who had fallen asleep, had no reaction yet, but Zhui Ming's eyes were already shining, and he kept asking questions as he chased Yan Zhao.

Among the rest of the people, men like Zhan Seng, Wuqing, and Su Mengzhen who already had someone they loved suddenly remembered Yan Zhao's outstanding achievements in the love field and were quite tempted.

Normally, they despise Yan Zhao's chaotic private life, but at this moment... cough cough cough.

Therefore, for a while, with Yanzhao as the center, a small circle was formed with many stars surrounding the moon. Among them, this heroic man was bold and courageous, and he looked like a great master.

When Xu Xing looked at them, he recalled the time when he and Qi Jiguang teased Lu Zhu and Xiyu. He was full of interest, but also felt an indescribable nostalgia.

Although Liang Dian and Cai Kuang were quite interested in this, they were more concerned about the happiness of their own gang leader.

The two of them pulled Jiumozhi into a corner and started to discuss things among themselves.

Even if Xu Xing didn't concentrate his ears deliberately, he could hear that the three were discussing whether they could use the method of initiation to help Boss Qiao if the situation was impossible.

Jiumozhi naturally did not approve of this approach, but the two of them kept raising technical questions, which made him itchy.

In the end, Mahakala could not help but speak up and discuss with the two what problems they would encounter in actual operations and how to solve them.

The big monk also comforted himself in his heart, ah, with the character of Boss Qiao and these two fellows, they should not be so mean, I will just chat with them, it’s no problem, it’s no problem…

As the three of them were chatting, they suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. When they looked up, they saw Xu Xing and Zhuge Zhengwo, both holding wine jugs, looking towards them.

The faces of the three Tantric Buddhists froze, they laughed, and did not dare to continue talking, and they dispersed.

Xu Xing couldn't help but smile, secretly sighing in his heart that this monk still couldn't change his bad habit of loving to show off.

Forget it, forget it, I'm happy today, so just let him be.

After Xu Xing glanced around, he turned his head and saw that although Yue Fei had a serious expression, his ears were quietly erected, and his body involuntarily leaned towards Yan Zhao. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

This kid.

However, thinking of Yue Fei's age, Xu Xing felt it was understandable, so he just smiled and ignored him.

Seeing that everyone was making a fuss, Xu Xing picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and slowly and leisurely cooked the hot pot.

The wine was good, and the dish was naturally a rare delicacy, but everyone was busy pouring wine into Qiao Feng's mouth, so naturally they didn't have much time to taste it.

Now with Yan Zhao, the master of emotions, teaching and imparting knowledge, even fewer people can calm down and eat. Xu Xing just took this opportunity to taste the food and satisfy his appetite.

For more than a year, he and Yue Fei had been living in the open air, and although they had eaten a lot of game, it lacked many seasonings. The taste was far different from that of the chef in the Shenhou Mansion.

But as soon as Xu Xing stretched out his chopsticks, he bumped into a pair of chopsticks with the same goal as his. When he looked up, he met Zhuge Zhengwo's cunning gaze.

The old man smiled slightly, his silver beard trembling slightly, and pretended to be displeased:

"Tafa, do you know how to respect the elders..."

Xu Xing suddenly thought that since coming to this world, he seemed to have never really fought with Zhuge Zhengwo.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up with excitement, and without waiting for Zhuge Zhengwo to finish speaking, he twisted his wrist, used the chopsticks as a spear, and exerted a powerful force, swinging Zhuge Zhengwo's wooden chopsticks away.

Zhuge Zhengwo chuckled, shook his shoulders, and the bamboo chopsticks were like spirit snakes, absorbing all the shockwaves. In a small space, he and Xu Xing started fighting with spear skills.

Their fight was like a gentle spring breeze and gentle rain. There was not a single sound from the collision and it achieved a perfect cancellation. It could be said that the power of each shot was just right, neither too big nor too small.

But when the strength was equal, Zhuge Zhengwo was unable to compare the strength changes with Xu Xing, and after thirty rounds of fighting, his bamboo chopsticks had been forced across the center line of the iron pot and gradually approached him.

While Xu Xing was using a chopstick to force Zhuge Zhengwo to retreat, he still had the leisure to pick up the wine pot and take a sip of wine.

Seeing how at ease he was, or rather how arrogant he was, Zhuge Zheng laughed, and I couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

At this moment, another sharp sound of wind was heard, coming from Xu Xing's side. He did not turn around, but spun the copper wine pot in his hand, splashing out a sparkling water light, which dispersed the strong wind.

The person who attacked was Wu Xingyun. The cold and beautiful woman stared at Xu Xing with the same competitive look in her eyes. She picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks with her slender five fingers and also attacked Xu Xing.

It was obvious that Wu Xingyun had made great progress in the past year and wanted to seek advice from Xu Xing again.

Xu Xing laughed, and the wine glass began to spin on his fingertips and then hit Wu Xingyun. Wu Xingyun tilted his head, and the heavy shadows of bamboo pierced the copper pot, causing it to fly back.

Zhuge Zheng also seized the opportunity, stood up, stretched out his long arms, and stabbed at Xu Xing across the round table with his spear.

Xu Xing held the chopsticks in his right hand and fought against Zhuge Zheng without giving an inch, while his left hand kept snapping his fingers, sending out balls of air that hit the wine pot.

The wine jug was carried by this strong energy, spinning in the air and constantly hitting Wu Xingyun, and from time to time it shot out streaks of water light, which gathered like arrows and covered Wu Xingyun's vital parts.

Wu Xingyun had to guard against the wine pot itself, and also had to parry the wine that shot out of the pot. Although he was able to protect himself from all dangers, he also lost the opportunity to advance.

At some point, the noise in the inner hall had died down, and everyone was watching the battle between the three masters in a small space, unable to look away.

The copper pot and the bamboo chopsticks collided several times. Wu Xingyun suddenly shouted, shook his head, and his gray hair fluttered in the air. The jade hairpin on his head was like an arrow, which knocked the copper pot high into the air.

The cold beauty used a surprising move and gained an opportunity. She twisted her body like a frosty white cold mark, crossing the sky and piercing Xu Xing's chest and abdomen.

Xu Xing stood still, flicked his left sleeve, and the copper pot hanging high in the sky, and the wine in the pot poured out like rain.

In the candlelight, the water droplets looked like tiny pearls, weaving into a bead curtain that blocked Wu Xingyun's way.

Wu Xingyun was a woman who loved cleanliness. She didn't want to be drenched in wine, nor did she want to be the first to use her internal strength beyond her limit. She stretched out her jade arm, took out a chopstick, and extinguished the water droplets one by one, without missing a single drop.

Zhuge Zheng also seized the opportunity and thrust his spear forward. At this moment, "Yuan", who had been silent all the time and sitting with Ye Aichan and Xu Xiao, also opened his eyes, flicked his right finger, and hit the wine jug in front of him.

The wine jug shook and a wine arrow shot out from the mouth of the jug, attacking Xu Xing's throat.

Xu Xing stood still, raised the bamboo chopsticks in his right hand, bent them into a bow shape, blocked Zhuge Zhengwo's bamboo spear, and then blew him away. He caught the copper pot with his left hand, turned the wine pot over and spun, and caught the wine arrow of "Yuan" without any error.

After repelling the three men, Xu Xing flipped his left wrist, and the wine jug spun twice on his arm, dissipating the force in it, and finally fell back into his palm.

Xu Xing raised his head and drank the wine in the pot. Then he looked at the other three people and said with a smile:
"I won't say I'll give in to you guys."

Only then did the entire inner court burst into thunderous applause.

Although the four powerful men did not use much real kung fu in this impromptu battle, their response in a moment still made these masters dazzled and even dazzled.

Zhuge Zhengwo and "Yuan" looked at each other, laughed and shook their heads, while Wu Xingyun caught the jade hairpin that was about to fall to the ground, put his hands behind his head, tied up his long hair again, and snorted with no emotion to be heard.

Xu Xing sat down first and greeted everyone.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

That night, everyone gathered together until dawn, and even a heavy drinker like Yan Zhao was drunk by the students who came to ask for advice and fell asleep.

Even Wu Xingyun, who was aloof and unsociable, stayed until the end.

Although she often showed impatience, when she saw Duan Yu, Zhui Ming and others doing stupid things and talking nonsense, she still couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

The time seemed to pass very slowly that night. Besides talking about martial arts, the people in the underworld also talked about gossips about their families. They were both looking forward to and timid about the peaceful days that they had never experienced before.

Many years later, whenever Qiao Feng and others thought of this gathering, they still remembered it vividly and could not forget it.

This is truly a very, very beautiful night, it couldn't be any more beautiful.

The next morning, Xu Xing, as if nothing had happened, walked out of the gate of Shenhou Mansion safely accompanied by Zhuge Zhengwo. As he walked out, he kept mumbling to Zhuge Zhengwo:

"After I leave, you have to help me take care of Xiaoyao Sect. Xiao Duan is a soft-hearted person and is easily indecisive. Yan Zhao is too generous, the monk likes to show off, and Sister Wu is cold-tempered. Please help me.

Although Pengju is calm and composed, he tends to get stuck in a rut, so you have to help me keep an eye on him."

Along the way, Zhuge Zheng heard him muttering this, and he felt a headache which was very rare, so he said helplessly:
"Are you the young man, or am I the young man? Do you really need to explain these things?"

Although Xu Xing also realized this, he couldn't help but sigh:
"We are leaving soon, so please tell me more. If you want to hear my criticism in the future, I am afraid you will never have the chance to do so again."

Although Zhuge Zhengwo had a vague premonition when he saw Xu Xing's appearance just now, he still didn't expect that he would be so pessimistic about this trip to Changchun Valley.

Zhuge Zhengwo wanted to speak up to persuade him, but when he saw the young man's face, which looked particularly resolute and energetic under the warm winter sun, he stopped talking.

Zhuge Zheng I know that people like Xu Xing are born to be travelers. It is wishful thinking to want him to stop and not pursue higher peaks.

So, in the end, he just sighed lightly.

When Xu Xing saw him, he thought of his uncle. There was more emotion in his smile. He patted Zhuge Zhengwo on the shoulder and said nothing more.

The two of them arrived outside the Shenhou Mansion, where there was already a man standing in the wind and snow, waiting silently. It was Tian Jue, who had returned to the mountain and been in seclusion ever since.

When they met again this time, the worldly aura of a "human" on Tian Jue's body became even stronger, and he looked a lot younger. From the outside, he looked no more than sixty years old, and his body had become stronger.

Tian Jue saw the two of them from afar, put his hands together, and said in a deep voice:
"Master Xu, it's almost time."

Xu Xing nodded at him, then looked at Zhuge Zhengwo, clasped his fists and said loudly:
"Take care, old man!"

Zhuge Zheng also stood up straight, clasped his fists and said:
"Take care of yourself!"

Looking at his departing back, Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes showed an extremely complicated look.

Although the two had only known each other for a short time, he had deep feelings for this friend regardless of age difference, and at the time of parting, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

But after Xu Xing took a few steps forward, he turned back worriedly and warned:

"Don't forget what I just said."

Zhuge Zhengwo's face froze and he waved his hand impatiently:

"Let's go!"

Xu Xing nodded, then he felt relieved, and disappeared at the end of the long street with Tian Jue.

Zhuge Zhengwo stopped where he was and watched for a long time, until the two people completely disappeared from his sight, then he looked away.

(End of this chapter)