Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Amitabha!"

Master Xinmei chanted the Buddha's name, and the rosary in his hand began to glow faintly, "What a murderous benefactor!"

Song Xuan laughed and said, "I don't have a strong murderous nature. If there is no grudge or enmity, I generally won't kill anyone.

But these two people have provoked me more than once or twice. Since they pointed their swords at me, it means they want to be my enemy.

I will never show mercy to my enemies!

If you are dissatisfied, you can point your weapons at me. If I cannot kill you all within three moves, I will retire from the martial world. How do you say that?"

If Song Xuan had said this before, Xinmei would definitely have said that you are arrogant. Even if you are a martial arts master, you would not dare to say that you can kill so many people within three moves, right?

But now, two masters of our side died in an instant. Who would dare to doubt that what the other party said was false?

Seeing that no one spoke, Song Xuan walked towards the woodshed. As he walked, many people slowly dispersed to make way for him, fearing that they would die inexplicably if they were slow to do so.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Some people looked at Master Xinmei in a low voice, hoping that this Shaolin monk who was very prestigious in the world would stand up and uphold justice.

But Xinmei was just silently turning the Buddhist beads in her hand and chanting Buddhist scriptures, with an attitude of looking at her nose and mouth, as if she knew nothing and saw nothing.

Facing a powerful swordsman like Ah Fei, Xinmei was not afraid at all and dared to step forward to stop him.

Because Ah Fei's strength is obvious, he is confident that he can catch the opponent's quick sword.

But he couldn't see through the Song Xuan brother and sister at all. For a master, it would be extremely dangerous to rashly engage in battle without knowing the details.

Zhao Zhengyi and You Longsheng have proved this with their lives.

The crowd dispersed, and only Long Xiaoyun, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was left at the door of the woodshed.

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "You want to stop me?"

Long Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "Your Excellency's strength is the strongest I have ever seen in my life. I don't think I am your opponent.

"I just want to ask, are you really entrusted to rescue Li Xun Huan? Or do you have some objection to Long, so you come to disrupt the situation?"

Before Song Xuan could speak, Song Qian sneered, "Are you worthy enough for my brother to have any opinion about you?"

What she said was very impolite, but Long Xiaoyun did not show any anger after hearing it. Instead, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made way for her.

"Since you are entrusted with a task and need to repay a favor, I, Long, naturally, would not dare to stop you..."

As he spoke, he made way, and Song Xuan stepped in and saw the famous Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger of Li.

At this time, Li Xunhuan was hanging upside down in the air, with ropes tied all over his body. The scene was really a bit eye-catching.

"You are Li Xunhuan!"

Victoria Song walked up to him, looked him up and down, and then kicked him on the leg, "Bah, scumbag!"

Li Xun Huan was stunned by the kick, "Girl, are you here to save me?"

Song Qian didn't bother to pay attention to him. She walked out of the woodshed directly, jumped up, and went directly to the top of an attic in the distance.

There, Lin Shiyin was looking at the situation below through the crack in the window. When she saw Song Qian's figure, she was so scared that she took a few steps back.

Victoria Song smiled and asked, "Is this drama of love and hate between the husband and his beloved interesting?"

Lin Shiyin was silent for a moment, "Are you here to laugh at me, girl?"

"I didn't mean to laugh at you!"

Victoria Song lazily stood in front of the window and said lightly: "I just want to remember what you look like, so that I can always remind myself that women should have their own thoughts and persistence.

A woman who accepts fate and goes with the flow doesn't deserve happiness!"

Lin Shiyin looked a little downcast. "Miss, you are a very wise person. If I could have seen things as clearly as you did back then, how wonderful it would have been..."

Looking at Li Xunhuan being carried out from the woodshed by Ah Fei, Lin Shiyin's eyes were blurred with tears, and she murmured to herself, "If life could only be like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be sad for the painted fan..."

......

"Thank you for your help, young man!"

After leaving Xingyun Manor, Li Xunhuan, who looked very tired, clasped his fists and bowed to Song Xuan, "It's a pity that there is no wine or food here, otherwise I would definitely drink and chat with you, young man."

Song Xuan replied calmly, "I was just asked to do this."

Victoria Song looked at him curiously, "Li Xunhuan, you have a really good attitude! You're not upset at all about being betrayed by your trusted big brother?"

"How could I not be angry at all?" Li Xun Huan laughed bitterly, "To be honest, at this moment, I would rather stay in that woodshed and die there.

At least, I won't be in such a dilemma, not knowing how to face Long Xiaoyun and Lin Shiyin in the future!"

Does Li Xunhuan hate Long Xiaoyun?

I think it's hatred.

I have been so sincere to my elder brother Long Xiaoyun. I have given him everything I could and even everything I couldn't give him. But what I got in return was betrayal. Who wouldn't hate him?

But unfortunately, with his sentimental nature, no matter how much he hated Long Xiaoyun, it would be difficult for him to have the intention to kill him when he thought of the other party's life-saving grace and Lin Shiyin's sadness after the death of her husband.

Song Xuan looked up at the sky and said indifferently, "It's just killing someone. Why would you be so hesitant?"

Li Xun Huan looked at him with some envy, "Little brother, you have such a carefree personality. I really envy you. But unfortunately, I'm afraid I will never be able to learn your carefree nature in my lifetime."

Song Xuan shook his head, too lazy to say anything more.

Li Xunhuan is indecisive and slow in doing things, and he probably won't be able to change that in his lifetime.

This is also the reason why others still dare to plot against him even though he is obviously a master of martial arts and his Flying Dagger is well-known in the martial arts world.

Because he is a good man.

A good person who will think of repaying you tenfold or a hundredfold if you do him a favor.

It is difficult to arouse fear in people about such a good person.

Song Xuan was not sure what kind of personality Li Xunhuan had, but he certainly didn't want to become someone like Li Xunhuan.

If you dare to plot against me, I will kill your entire family. This is how Song Xuan should act!

Chapter 125 Licking a dog will lead to a good death

On the second day, Li Xunhuan held a banquet at Zuixianju to entertain Ah Fei and Song Xuan, brother and sister.

Although Song Xuan had already said that he saved him only because he was asked to do so, in Li Xunhuan's view, whether he was asked to do so or simply helped out when he saw injustice, his life was saved by Song Xuan.

Li Xunhuan acknowledged the life-saving grace.

In the private room, after the food and wine were served, Song Xuan looked at Li Xunhuan, whose complexion had improved a lot, and said, "It seems that the poison in Brother Li has been cured?"

Li Xun Huan nodded, "I'm much better now. All I want to do now is drink. I don't want to pay attention to those troubles anymore."

Then he continued, "I heard from Ah Fei that you are brother and sister, right?"

Song Xuan nodded, "I'm Song Xuan, and this is my sister Song Qian. Speaking of which, this is our first time traveling the martial arts world."

Li Xun Huan laughed heartily and said, "Then I am really lucky. You two saved my life the first time you came out of the mountains. So, I can be said to be very lucky."

Several of them were people from the martial arts world, and there were no messy official rules at the table. They drank and chatted, and as they talked, Song Xuan turned the topic to Li Xunhuan's flying knife technique.

Li Xunhuan was a really good friend. When he heard that Song Xuan was interested in his flying knife technique, he immediately told him everything without reservation.

"In fact, my flying knife is not as magical as people say. It is just that I have integrated my essence, energy and spirit into the flying knife. The essence, blood, and innate true energy, plus the spiritual will, have created the saying that Xiao Li's flying knife never misses its target."

Li Xun Huan coughed twice, "But this flying knife method consumes a lot of energy and spirit. Normally, only masters who have condensed the three innate flowers can perform the flying knife method at will.

Now I have only condensed the Flower of Qi and the Flower of God, but there is no hope of condensing the Flower of Essence in this lifetime.

I've also tried to hone my body and strengthen my spirit, but the more I try to condense the flower of essence, the weaker my body becomes. I don't know if it's because my training method is wrong, or if I simply don't have a natural talent for physical training."

As he spoke, he sighed, "Human talent is ultimately limited. My talent in Qi and spirit has surpassed ninety-nine percent of the people in the martial arts world, but it has no effect at all in terms of body training.

In a few years, if there is no improvement, then I can only use the cultivation of the two innate flowers to start trying to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, so as to advance to the realm of martial arts master!"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan blinked, a little surprised.

According to his understanding of martial arts, condensing the three flowers of essence, energy and spirit is the key to becoming a martial arts master. But now it seems that the path to becoming a master in this world is not limited to condensing the three flowers.

At that moment, he asked tentatively, "You have already condensed two flowers. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up the third flower?"

"There's nothing we can do about it!"

Li Xun Huan didn't care about his own flawed cultivation and said, "In the past few hundred years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is a clear record of someone who achieved a breakthrough to the Grandmaster level of Martial Arts by condensing the Three Innate Flowers, and that was only the Great Zhou Taizu.

It is rumored that the Wudang Master Sanfeng is also a master of the Three Flowers, but those are all rumors. He has not come down the mountain for many years and has never personally admitted it.

Although I consider myself extremely talented in martial arts, I have never dared to compete with Taizu.

It is estimated that such a person with extraordinary talent and favored by heaven and earth will only appear once in a few hundred years.

Each of the three innate flowers requires cultivation to the pinnacle of the innate realm before it can be condensed. Compared to those old masters who have lived for nearly a hundred years and still can't condense a single flower, I am already satisfied with being able to condense two flowers."

Song Xuan nodded, and had a clearer understanding of the difficulty of condensing the three innate flowers.

He had always believed that condensing three flowers and becoming a perfect master was the mainstream in this martial arts world, but now it seems that condensing one flower and beginning to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, and thereby advancing to the master level, is what most martial artists in this world pursue.

It seems that most of the masters in this world are flawed. If this is true, then the so-called masters are not as terrifying as he had imagined before.

Ah Fei has a cold personality and doesn't talk much. He basically just drinks all the time and occasionally glances at Victoria Song.

Song Qian is a foodie, buried in her food, but after being seen by Ah Fei many times, an unhappy look appeared on her face, "What, have you never seen a beautiful woman before?"

Ah Fei, who had always been indifferent, showed a rare look of embarrassment on his face. "Well, I just want to ask you, young lady, the watermelon rind you threw last night was originally aimed at Xinmei, right?"

Speaking of this, Victoria Song suddenly became interested, "I can't help it. In the night, only his big bald head was shining in the moonlight. I saw him in the crowd at a glance!"

"Because he has a bald head, he attracted your attention?"

"Yeah!" Victoria Song smiled. "Don't you think that among a bunch of people with long hair, he's the only one with a big bald head? He's just that little bit of light in the crowd. How can he not be attractive?"

"Oh..." Ah Fei subconsciously touched his hair, seeming to be lost in thought.

what's the situation?

Song Xuan looked at him in surprise.

If we follow the plot of Xiao Li Fei Dao, Ah Fei is also a miserable young man.

He was bewitched by Lin Xian'er in his prime years and became her bootlicker.

For a woman like Lin Xian'er who is available to anyone, almost anyone in this world can sleep with her as long as they want.

The waiter, the groom, the martial arts master, even the beggar on the street had slept with her, but Ah Fei was the only one she couldn't sleep with.

To put it bluntly, even if you bring a dog, it’s not Ah Fei’s turn. It’s so cruel.

Those who wanted to play with Lin Xian'er's body basically got what they wanted, but Ah Fei, who wanted to get love from Lin Xian'er, got nothing. He was hurt again and again until he completely gave up.

Don’t ask why this is happening. The answer is that those who bootlick the dog will not have a good death!

But at this time, Ah Fei should not be fascinated by Lin Xianer's tea art skills. Logically speaking, his dog-licking nature has not been stimulated yet.

However, looking at this trend, it seems that his hidden dog-licking attribute is about to be stimulated in Song Qian.

He looked at Ah Fei with some sympathy.

This poor kid is really miserable.

If the plot had developed according to the rules, he would have been badly hurt by Lin Xian'er. Now that he finally avoided meeting that scumbag girl, he happened to meet Song Qian again.

Song Qian is not a scumbag, but her philosophy has always been "If there is no man in your heart, you will be a god when you draw the sword"!

No matter how handsome or good-looking you are, if you make her angry, she will really draw her sword and chop you!

Chapter 126 Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva

"Hey, Mr. Li!"

Song Qian, the eater, put down the bowl in her hand and looked at Li Xunhuan.

"Lady, please speak!"

Li Xunhuan was very polite. He knew that Song Qian had a bad impression of him and understood why she had such an attitude.

Over the years, he had regretted what happened to Lin Shiyin. Every time he thought of Lin Shiyin's resentful and disappointed eyes, it was as if there was a thorn in his heart that could never be pulled out.

"Then Long Xiaoyun plotted against you like this, are you really going to just let it go?"