Fu Canglu

Chapter 326 Outside Liangjia City, Daji Mountains

Thunder rumbled outside Liangjia City.

The woman standing at the top of the city had her black hair coiled up by her red temples, her plain clothes were wet by the heavy rain, and the fog was hazy, reflecting her slender figure, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

Standing there, in a trance, like a fairy descending to earth.

Fu Que stretched out her sword, and the sword energy burst out from her sleeve, splitting half of the head of Liangjia City, the sword energy never diminished, nailing the ground instantly!

Ren Pingsheng, who was standing with his hands full of hatred, suddenly turned his head and looked at the young woman standing on the head of Liangjia City.

The voice is unbelievable.

"The realm of swordsmanship is perfect?"

Yi Xiaoan looked indifferent.

Yi Xiao took over Fu Que, and the demon sword's sword energy penetrated the Buddha's nature. After many years, he met the old master and wrapped his arms around the right arm of the little highness in an instant.

Amidst the heavy rain, His Highness couldn't help but be moved when he heard Ren Pingsheng's words "The Realm of Sword Dao is perfect".

How long has Yi Xiaoan practiced now, and he has reached the Great Consummation of Sword Dao?
Sword practice requires a lot of grinding and practice, and one sword can travel thousands of miles. Some talented swordsmen also travel all over the rivers and lakes with their swords, and only after going through all kinds of difficulties and hardships can they realize the great perfection of the way of swordsmanship.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the tower of Liangjia City in disbelief.

Is that the legendary guest Qing, a Buddhist woman from the Darong Temple?

It has only been more than a year since I entered the pagoda in seclusion.

How come it has reached this level?
How much more can you pay for it?

Ren Pingsheng knew that those who were more genius than geniuses were called monsters.

The young woman in front of her has mixed breaths, whether it is sword energy or Buddha energy, they have all reached the realm of Dzogchen.

More evil than evil.
What is this called?
Yi Xiaoan was expressionless, and said to the thin man holding a sword under Liangjia City: "I don't know how to make a move, so you can feel free to use the sword."

After speaking, he looked at Yi Xiao.

Yi Xiaoan took a deep look at Yi Xiao, took a deep breath and said, "Remember to return it to me after you use it up."

His Highness hummed lightly, then slowly stretched out a hand, pressed his slender white fingers on the tip of the sword, bent the tip of Fu Qu's sword until it touched the hilt, and let the light of the sword circulate endlessly on the sword.

The next moment, the woman on top of the tower of Liangjia City stood up and jumped up, without pausing in mid-air, stomping on the heavy rain, and swept towards the Daji Mountain Range.

Yi Xiao knew that she was going to meet that person in the Daji Mountains.

He didn't stop.

His Highness silently flicked a sword flower.

The demon sword dances.

With a sword in hand, you can open mountains when you meet mountains, and open cities when you meet cities.

Fu Que pointed at the thin man from a distance.

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, his sleeves bulging with air, Jiuhen was held by him solemnly with a backhand, and the tip of his sword pointed at the little highness in black robes in the distance.

Liangjia City.

two swords.

In the group of three in the Daji Mountains, the leader of the black-robed man frowned suddenly, and heard the sound of crackling through the forest and beating leaves in the distant woods.

It was countless raindrops pouring down backwards.

The dark clouds above the sky push horizontally, like a hand calmly pushing forward.

The hurricane came crashing down like a storm.

Countless old trees bow down.

Yan Bailou and Yuan Sizhi narrowed their eyes.

That figure came extremely fast.

It was a weak woman who created such a stormy scene.

A plain linen gown was wet by the rain, and the waist card was exposed. The Buddha nature in his eyebrows and eyes was very similar to that of a layman who went deep into Buddhism, but he had enviable long hair and blue silk, and his clothes were extremely plain. With an expression, she is an out-and-out beauty.

Yi Xiaoan stood on the trunk of a big banyan tree several feet high in the Dayi Mountains, supported the tree with one hand, looked at the man in black with a cold smile, and said, "You're all here, and you're still wearing a mask?"

The woman in the black linen robe did not speak.

She slowly lifted the black robe, lifted the mask, and revealed her face.

Yuan Zhongcheng had a playful smile, and he had long guessed that it was Fengxue Yincheng's closed-door disciple.

Yan Bailou had a complex expression on his face.

Wei Lingshan said to Yuan Sizhi and Yan Bailou who were behind him: "After the battle in Liangjia City is decided, I will ask Xiguan to stop sending troops."

Yan Bailou gritted his teeth and said, "You want to let Yi Xiao go?"

Wei Lingshan said calmly, "Yes."

Yi Xiaoan stared blankly at these three people.

Wei Lingshan said softly: "It seems that Mr. Ke Qing still has something to say to me, you two, if you hear what I just said clearly, you can leave now."

Yuan Sizhi smiled and turned to leave with his horse.

Yan Bailou spit out a mouthful of blood foam with a pooh, and silently chose the opposite direction to Yuan Zhongcheng to leave.

Wait until the Daji Mountains regained their silence.

Yi Xiaoan raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the name?"

Wei Lingshan looked composed.

The coarse sackcloth on her body is quite loose, if she doesn't show her face, even her gender cannot be discerned.

How to call Yi Xiaoan's sentence now sounds a little ironic.

What should I call you, Princess Longque of the Northern Wei Dynasty?
Or the first student behind closed doors in Fengxue Silver City?
Because no matter what, it sounds a little harsh at the moment.

It was Sen Luodao of the Northern Wei Dynasty who ambushed and killed His Highness.

The one chasing after him was the city lord of Fengxue Silver City.

Wei Lingshan smiled.

She said softly to the little girl in front of her, "Yi Xiao is your brother."

The princess has a smile in his eyes.

She paused, then said calmly, "So you can call me sister-in-law."

Yi Xiaoan kept smiling, and sneered, "Sister-in-law, when will you marry Qi Liang? I'm still waiting for your wedding wine."

Wei Lingshan said calmly, "What's the hurry, your brother is not in a hurry."

Yi Xiaoan unexpectedly found that he had nothing to say at the moment.

It never occurred to me that after practicing in the pagoda for a year, cultivating one's body and mind, in the end, two or three sentences, still fell to the inferior position of this generous princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The princess has proved with practical actions that ginger is still old and spicy.

Yi Xiaoan gritted his teeth and said: "What's the use of talking so much? If you really like my brother, why didn't you borrow the sword sooner? Why didn't you get out of the way earlier? Two thousand cavalry surrounded the Daji Mountains. If my brother doesn't break the ninth rank, he will die." What are we going to do here?"

Wei Lingshan lowered his eyebrows.

She didn't need to explain to the little girl in front of her.

Not even a word of explanation needed.

But she thought for a moment, and still said sincerely: "I have paid a very high price for coming out of Wind and Snow Silver City."

Yi Xiaoan was slightly stunned.

Wei Lingshan said softly: "You should understand that liking and love are different. Loving someone is superficial, you lend him a sword, you smile thinking of him, say thank you thinking of him, think of him Let him take your sword and kill the one who deserves to be killed."

"But loving someone is different."

"When you love someone, you don't care whether your efforts are rewarded."

"Borrowing a sword is simply borrowing a sword."

"You can accept everything from him, all his indifference, all his indifference, and even all his misunderstandings. It's just because all of these, because of love, have become worthwhile and valuable."

The woman standing on the big banyan tree sounded a little perplexed.

Wei Lingshan continued: "If it was me a year ago, then I hope he will take over my sword and kill those who stand in front of him."

"But it's different now."

The princess smiled and said: "I hope he will look around when he raises the sword, and when he releases the sword, he will have no guilt in his heart, don't kill for the sake of killing, keep his heart, and don't lose himself from beginning to end."

"Whether it's good for him to practice the magic way or visit the holy island, I don't care about these."

"But I don't want him to become a brutal person who only knows how to kill with a sword after killing all the two thousand Jia in the Daji Mountains. Even then, I still love him, but I will not allow me to see the person I love go away with my own eyes. on this road."

Yi Xiaoan understood a little bit.

She stared blankly at the woman in a large hemp robe sitting on horseback.

Wei Lingshan said indifferently: "If he kills Ren Pingsheng, he will cause countless troubles. As he said before, if the Northern Wei Dynasty kills him, it will only promote the outbreak of war. These are all harmful but not beneficial. matter."

"So... if you don't come, I will lend him the sword, and I will stop him at the last minute."

Wei Lingshan looked at Yi Xiaoan and said with a smile, "It's just that it doesn't seem necessary now."

Heavy rain, sword energy, continuous beads, and wall painting.

Fu Que and Jiu Hen collided together, and the two figures were separated at the touch of a touch outside Liangjia City, and collided again, as fast as thunder, and the momentum was as great as Qianqi's collision.

Attack again and again.

The city gate was shaken mottled by the sword qi, and the tough wall had not been shaken by the heavy rain. At this moment, it was washed and scraped off by the sword qi, and it was flattened layer by layer.

Ren Pingsheng, who was in the perfect state of swordsmanship, knew the outcome of the battle from the moment he fought.

A sword was pressed.

The sword is pressed.

It's not that nine hates are not as good as Fuqu.

It's not that Ren Pingsheng's kendo realm is not as good as Yi Xiao's.

On the contrary, His Highness's kendo realm is still far behind this skinny man.

It is indeed the blessing of the two heavens, and it is too heaven-defying in the ninth-rank realm.

His Majesty's Xiao Cheng Yu Yi, Xiao Cheng's Sword Bone, Xiao Cheng's Vajra Physique, all blended together in the Ninth Grade Realm, there is no gap.

Not the slightest defect.

Flawless.

Fighting 99 swords, the heavy-armored city gate outside Liangjia City was hit hard by a thin figure. There was a loud bang, and the man with the sword in his backhand didn't stand up immediately this time.

Ren Pingsheng was bleeding from all seven orifices.

He no longer held Jiuhen with his hands behind his back, but folded his hands and stood up staggeringly.

The heavily armored city gate behind it is full of potholes.

During the kendo attack, I don't know how many times I was hit by myself.

The figure standing in the heavy rain in the distance is still calm.

Even the breath was not disturbed.

It makes people feel hopeless.

Even if he didn't walk out of the path of Dzogchen, His Highness can still sweep almost all Ninth Ranks.

Ren Pingsheng somewhat regretted that he hadn't killed this Qiliang evildoer with two celestial beings in Wuwu Town.

He stood up tremblingly and took a deep breath.

Take a breath.

Some withered Yuanli bulged his sleeves again.

Ren Pingsheng shouted loudly: "Live for the sword, die for the sword."

rush.

Countless mud was splashed along the way, dragging the sword up, and slashing out from bottom to top.

It will pass in an instant.

This sword was frozen in the thunder light.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes were bloodshot, Jiuhen was dragged to the ground, when he was lifted up, Yi Xiao stomped down hard, and smashed back to the ground again.

The little highness looked calm, neither happy nor sad.

"you lose."

The thin man's expression was a little bewildered.

Fu Que's demonic light was extremely dazzling, wrapping around his neck.

Sometimes, to lose is to die.

When swordsmen compete with swords, they can decide victory or defeat, but also life and death.

So His Royal Highness only needs to shake the demon sword lightly, and a huge head will fall to the ground.

This may be one of the largest heads in Xiguan.

However, His Highness did not do so.

The demonic light spit out letters like a snake, and finally leaned back slowly.

Yi Xiao let out a sigh of depression, and stopped looking at the stiff Ren Pingsheng.

He walked to the side of the Second Highness, with some difficulty picked up the unconscious man wrapped in a black robe, and carried him back on his back.

When passing by Ren Pingsheng's side, His Royal Highness stopped slightly, and said softly: "It's not life for life."

"I just don't want to disappoint her."

(End of this chapter)