Longevity starts from Yitian

Chapter 169

Hearing what the "sick tiger" Yang Taisui said, Zhao Chun became extremely uneasy, "This is a serious trouble, if the Northern Liang king Xu Xiao took the opportunity to take the Beiliang 30 cavalry and went south to take Tai'an City, the victory of the Liyang Dynasty Who else can stop him? Maybe... this Beiliang king Xu Xiao was just acting from the beginning, but his ultimate goal is to steal my Liyang country."

"Human cat" Han Diaosi said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, we still have Qin Tianjian in Tai'an City, as well as that old man who lived the same life as the Liyang Dynasty."

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On Wudang Mountain, Hong Xixiang, the young head teacher who was riding a green bull backwards, was holding the "Woman Huang Rong" written by Ji Qinglin this year to satisfy his greed, watching it with gusto.

At the same time, he is also doing divination.

Ever since he was eight years old, he learned a little bit of divination and weft. He did small calculations every day, middle school every month, and big calculations every year. Ever since the youngest master in Wudang's millennium history taught the science of Chenwei, there hasn't been a day when he doesn't need to retreat.

But today's calculation results are different.

In the Taixu Palace of Wudang Mountain, the fairy sword that had been silent for half a thousand years since Lu Zu became immortal, and had not been unsheathed for 500 years, suddenly trembled like a dragon.

The sea of ​​clouds on the 72 peaks is boiling, and finally it is like 72 white dragons swimming towards the main peak.

Hundreds of yellow cranes soared and circled.

In an instant, everyone on Wudang Mountain raised their heads almost at the same time, looking at the magnificent vision in the sky.

The Taoist priests on the mountain suddenly came to their senses and knelt down one after another with a plop.

"Zhang Qingshu, the 37th generation disciple of Wudang, welcome the patriarch!"

"Song Wuji, the 38th generation disciple of Wudang, welcome the patriarch!"

"Liu Songxi, the 36th generation disciple of Wudang, welcome the patriarch!"

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The 24 streams of Wudang Mountain flow together to the Little Lotus Peak where the young head teacher is.

For whom does the water rise as a bridge?
The pious pilgrims on Wudang Mountain looked at all kinds of magnificent visions on Wudang Mountain, and felt as if they were in a fairyland, so they silently began to make wishes.

Today's fairy vision on Wudang Mountain will be remembered by countless pilgrims, and will attract more vigorous incense to Wudang Mountain in the future.

Xuanwu was flourishing for 500 years.

The young head teacher Hong Xixiang in a simple Taoist robe patted the dust off his body and sat on one of the larger yellow cranes.

Today the lottery is released, and it is advisable to go to the south of the Yangtze River.

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Ji Qinglin and his party have been traveling for many days, and they have arrived outside Tai'an City of Liyang Dynasty.

Along the way, Ji Qinglin rode on the same horse as Nangong Pushe, so that he could teach Baihulian swordsmanship. Although Baihulian used a pair of extremely exquisite embroidered winter and spring thunder knives, what he was good at was also Swordsmanship, but martial arts and swords, in fact, lead to the same goal by different routes. With Nangong Pushe's good understanding, he taught her a few superior swordsmanship, and she should be able to comprehend her own swordsmanship from them.

At the same time, Lao Huang taught his swordsmanship to Wen Hua, a ranger who had no wooden sword. When he stopped to rest halfway, Ji Qinglin would let Wen Hua and Nalu Qiantang learn a few tricks when he was free.

Although Wen Hua now has the appearance of a first-rank master, he actually has no idea in his heart. Looking at the burly figure, tall and mighty, Lu Qiantang, the swordsman of Chixia Giant Sword, feels frightened. After all, Lu Qiantang is in The second-rank junior grandmaster who has been fighting in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, the Chixia giant sword in his hand is stained with the blood of many people in the rivers and lakes, and there is already a murderous aura on his body.

Therefore, Wen Hua and Lu Qiantang have fought several times, and they often defend far more than attack, and they seldom fight back. It seems that Lu Qiantang has the upper hand, but even if Wen Hua blindly defends timidly, his sword moves are still It is extremely subtle, although Lu Qiantang's offensive looks very powerful and domineering, but in the end he can't help it. Every time the two of them are in a stalemate, no one can beat the other.

The old sword god Li Chungang always laughed at him and said: "Boy Wen, you have never seen you win once since you practiced swordsmanship. You might as well change your name to Wen Busheng." Wen Hua blushed and could only scratch his head.

However, after a few sparring sessions with Lu Qiantang, Wen Hua's swordsmanship has also been sharpened. Every time in the sparring session, on the basis of a solid defense, more and more attacks and more counterattacks, Lu Qiantang wants to Maintaining a tie with him has gradually become exhausted, and it is estimated that after a few more fights, he will no longer be Wen Hua's opponent.

Lu Qiantang also benefited a lot from these few sparring sessions. From Wen Hua's exquisite sword moves, he discovered some charm of superior swordsmanship, but his entry into the country was not as fast as that of Wen Hua with excellent aptitude.

Lu Qiantang also knew clearly in his heart that Ji Qinglin asked him to teach Wen Hua, in fact, it also gave him a chance to sharpen the way of swordsmanship in the sparring. If he didn't happen to be Ji Qinglin's life-saving squire, how could he have the opportunity and the best sword in his body? What about the recruited swordsmen?

After a few sparring sessions along the way, coupled with seeing the god-like martial arts performed by many gods, Lu Qiantang felt that he had gradually touched the threshold of the first grade...

At the level of the second-rank junior master, breaking through the bottleneck is no longer just a matter of diligently practicing moves and strength as before. You need to learn more about superior martial arts, otherwise, it will be no different from working behind closed doors.

Seeing that Lu Qiantang benefited a lot from competing with Wen Hua, Shu Sha was moved. Once he tried to politely ask Ji Qinglin to let her compete with Wen Hua, but Ji Qinglin smiled maliciously: "If you want to compete so much, you might as well wait." During the break, let's find a secluded corn field and have a good discussion, lest my general's eighteen unique martial arts be learned by someone who wants to steal it." Shu shyly blushed like a monkey.

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On the bank of the Dragon King River, the Xuanyuan family in the east of the river.

Please invite the ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan to go to Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who will become the head of the Xuanyuan family after his death. After taking care of all the affairs of the Xuanyuan family, he will take his daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng and go down the mountain to the capital.

"Qingfeng, let's go to Tai'an City to meet him now."

"Okay, Daddy."

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East China Sea Wudi City.

Wang Xianzhi, the old monster Wang who once suppressed Jianghu for a period of six years, but claimed to be "the second in the world", has really become the second in the world in this rivers and lakes, but instead of being discouraged in the slightest, Wang Xianzhi left the East China Sea refreshed. Wudi City, all the way to Tai'an City of the Liyang Dynasty.

Carrying a bunch of peach blossom branches and riding upside down on a donkey, Deng Tai'a, the "Peach Blossom Sword God", walked with him.

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From the land of Shu, a middle-aged Confucian scholar with gray temples and gray clothes walked out.

This down-and-out scholar from Western Chu, who once studied under Li Mi, the national teacher of Western Chu, ranked among the top three in martial arts evaluation for many years, was known as "invincible at the end", and was hailed by Wang Xianzhi of the Emperor Wu of the East China Sea as "monopoly of celestial phenomena and eight fighting styles". After finding out the whereabouts of the god talisman and Jiang Ni, the subjugated princess of Western Chu, she resolutely headed for Tai'an City of the Liyang Dynasty.

Although tens of thousands of people are coming.

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The capital of the World Masters Association.

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