There are countless mountains and steep mountains in southern Xinjiang, and some people flash by at the peaks of the mountains.

There was always a sharp flying sword behind the man, like a shadow.

He suddenly stopped on the branch of a towering tree on the top of the mountain and looked up.

The flying sword also stopped to chase the mountain before him, hovered in the air, and trembled slightly. A middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance stood near the flying sword, looked into the sky, sighed, and then took a golden rooster stand alone, raised one foot, bent down and took off the hemp shoes and shook.

The man in Confucian shirt was driven from Tai'an City to the deep mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang laughed and said, "Tai Tai Deng, Tai Deng, Cao Changqing seeks death, and the Empress of Western Chu Jiang Si of the Western Chu also left the capital of Western Chu. In a short time, you can even feel the collapse of the pillar of Western Chu's fortune! At that time, those who benefited greatly, except for the old woman who Dan Tai Pingjing replaced me, Xie Guanying, they were nothing more than Chen Zhibao and Zhao Zhu! As long as Chen Zhibao absorbed the luck of half of Western Chu, as the most important person to support the dragon, I will see how Deng Tai'a kills me!"

Not to mention the four great masters of the martial arts, I am afraid that among the fourteen martial arts masters, the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai A is the one who is definitely the one who doesn't look like a master at first glance, but it is such a middle-aged uncle who is not astonishing as a stubborn middle-aged man who chased Xie Guanying, the top spot on the land immortal map, in such a miserable way.

Deng Tai'a put on her shoes, curled her lips, and said angrily: "Are you saying that after I become a land god, I will kill someone with anger with my own hands and be injured by anger? Sorry, there was an old Taoist priest who returned to Pu Guizhen in Longhu Mountain. When he ascended, he was killed by me, and there was no problem with him."

Xie Guanying sneered: "How can I be the same as Wu Lingsu of the Tianshi Mansion?"

Deng Tai'a rolled his eyes and said, "In my opinion, it's really no different."

Xie Guanying laughed and said, "Then I will wait and see how you fall into the realm!"

Deng Tai'a restrained his originally casual expression and said seriously: "I don't care who should follow the will of heaven in this life to suppress whom, or who should follow the way of heaven to defeat whom, and I don't bother to care about which family the world's fortune flows. I don't care about these things. Not to mention ascension to the Tao, I'm not interested in becoming a earthly immortal in the world."

Xie Guanying said angrily: "You crazy man! You are even more unreasonable than Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang!"

Deng Tai'a turned his head and looked at the flying sword with an ordinary material, and smiled happily, "I, Deng Tai, it's enough to have a three-foot sword with you in this life."

Xie Guanying clearly felt the murderous aura, and it flashed away, and it was faster than before, as if it was thunder.

It turned out that the mountain under Xie Guanying's feet had been flattened by a sword!

Deng Tai'a did not immediately start the hunt, raised her head again, looking at the extremely low sea of ​​clouds.

Cao Changqing, Cao Changqing, Li Chungang is gone, Wang Xianzhi is gone, and now you are gone.

Deng Tai'a suddenly laughed, and rushed into the sky with one sword, through the sky, and came to the sun-soaked sea of ​​clouds. Deng Tai'a Pan stood on the flying sword.

He looked up and faced the golden sun in the sky. Deng Tai'a was bathed in golden light, stepping on the sword, and was stunned.

Finally, Deng Tai'a gave a thumbs up to the sky and slowly turned to the ground.

Deng Tai'a said in a long voice: "I, Deng Tai'a, have already reached this life, what can you do to me? Who dares to ask me, Deng Tai'a if he has a sword?"

There is no immortal in heaven answering this question.

Xie Guanying on the ground murmured: "Crazy, madman Deng...Cao Changqing is a madman, so is your Deng Taiya!"

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An official wearing a gold-weaving pheasant woven golden pheasant tutu court ward, walked up to the city with a stern face. He was in his prime, and was in his early forties. If he was in his turmoil in the Yonghui period, Liyang, he would definitely be a striking existence. In his forties, he became the top leader of the Ministry of Justice, who was prominent in the second rank. How could he not be proud? His surname was Liu and his name was Yiyou. His eighth year of Yonghui was born as a Jinshi. Compared with Yin Maochun's famous Yonghui Spring, Liu Yiyou was not talented and had no name. His family was unknown, and he only had a very poetic name. However, Liu Yiyou's personality was teased by Tai'an City as a stubborn stone in the pit. He worked as a minister of the Ministry of Justice for nearly ten years, and sat for nearly ten years.

The cold bench was promoted to the doctor in the first year of Xiangfu, and was promoted to the Minister of Justice last year, and then this spring, three days ago, he was promoted to the Minister of Justice of Liyang, and became the autumn official of the country. In addition to taking charge of the Four Departments of the Ministry of Justice, he also nominally held all the power of life and death in the Liyang River and Lake, and was secretly responsible for the issuance of copper fish embroidery bags. The figures who followed Liu Yiyou to the top of the city were hung with copper fish embroidery bags around his waist, including 36 famous swordsmen, 18 sword masters, and 14 boxing masters. Liu Yiyou and this group of martial arts masters appeared, approaching seventy people, which immediately made the horse-drawn road on the city, which had no spring atmosphere, add a bit of autumn murderous aura.

Liu Yi was a weak scholar, but even if he stood with the ancestor of the Wu family's sword tomb, Chai Qingshan, Dongyue Jianchi and Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Daxueping, his momentum was not inferior.

Wu Jian stood behind the arrow pile with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression. Chai Qingshan and the girl borrowed the second sword "Qingli" with a single bait shirt, stood with his sword, closing their eyes to nourish their energy. The purple shirt was sitting unruly on the trunk, with arms around his chest, and squinted his eyes to look away.

Liu Yiyou faced three martial arts masters who were enough to despise the kings and princes, and said calmly: "The sixty-eight people from the Ministry of Justice are willing to seek a front-line opportunity for you three. I hope that the three of them can cooperate sincerely and must not let Cao Changqing of the Western Chu continue to be rampant in my capital."

Seeing that Wu was silent, Chai Qingshan nodded slightly, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "The reason why I took action is that Cao Changqing is worthy of my action, and you are worthy of my help?"

Compared to other top leaders of the Shangshu Province, Liu Yi, who was really young, said expressionlessly: "As long as the Huishan Daxueping is still in my Liyang River and Lake, as long as the Jianzhou is still in my Liyang territory, I, Liu Yi,..."

Before the autumn official of the dynasty finished speaking, Xuanyuan Qingfeng supported his hands on his knees. Chai Qingshan stood in front of Liu Yiyou at some point, but there was still blood on the latter's cheeks and hair fell to the ground in his temples.

Liu Yiyou did not wipe the scars at all. He reached out and gently pushed Chai Qingshan away, staring at the beautiful woman who was known for her self-conceited self-confidence. "If you kill me, I can die, but as long as you Xuanyuan Qingfeng appears at the top of Tai'an City, as long as you stand in my eyes, you will go out to the city to fight. It is not that I, Liu Yiyou, pulled up the tiger-skin banner of the Ministry of Justice to coerce you, nor is it that I, Liu Yiyou, begged you to help. The city where I am located is, except for His Majesty the Emperor, no one is indispensable!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned back and tilted his head. He looked at the young Master Shangshu for the first time and said sarcastically: "You are Liu Yiyou, the poor scholar of Guangling Road? Could it be that I remember your hometown wrongly?"

Liu Yi's eyes were still dark. He didn't know whether it was the deep cunning that a high-ranking official should have or the skill of cultivating qi in scholars, but he was not angry and said calmly: "The Tao is different and will not plan for each other."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled, "Oh?"

The ancestor of the Wu Family Jianzhong who stood between Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Chai Qingshan frowned, stretched out a hand, grabbed it lightly, and slammed in the air. He turned his head to the Ziyi who often killed people and said earnestly: "Little girl, if you don't change your personality, you will not be the best in the world."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng had some reason to respect the old man, but he was very cold to Chai Qingshan from Dongyue Sword Pool. After hearing Wu Jian's kind reminder, she refused to say anything. When she turned her head and continued to look outside the city, the energy in her body began to flow rapidly, with momentum soaring, purple clothes fluttering, and rushing. She sat at the top of the city, like a unique scenery of the river and lake. It seemed that no one in this river and lake had ever understood what this woman was thinking, why she suddenly became the head of the Xuanyuan family in Daxueping, why she went to Guangling River to intercept Wang Xianzhi, why she challenged the Xinliang King in Tai'an City, and why she was going out of the city to fight Cao Changqing today.

Maybe she is like a crazy child who has no parents, no tutors, and she is unwilling to be reasonable in anything she does. But her cultivation is too high, her climb is too fast, and her opportunities are too good, so no one is qualified to be a graceful woman with a beautiful woman and a graceful lady.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked up at the sky. There was a sea of ​​clouds above her head, and the whole Central Plains is like this now.

She squinted her eyes, a little sad. She would also like someone, but she didn't know how to let him know, and it seemed that she didn't dare or wanted him to know.

Then let him remember his name, the world, the battlefield, the temple, and the temple. No matter where he goes in the future, her deeds will spread to the world!

Since he couldn't do anything like her father only likes her mother for the rest of his life, then she would rather not have anything.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly took the lead in rushing out of the city, ignoring the cooperation of the masters of the Ministry of Justice's bronze fish embroidery bags, and was even more unwilling to join forces with Wu Jian and Chai Qingshan, two masters of swordsmanship.

She came to Tai'an City alone, and she went to Tai'an City alone.

The purple-clothed slammed into Cao Changqing again, passionately and looked at death as if he was home.

Even Liu Yi still had to be impressed by this scene.

If there are such women in the world, they will not let the world be lonely.

Cao Changqing raised his lips, ignored Xuanyuan Qingfeng's culprit, smiled slightly, stared at the chess game, "How can I know in my life if I don't realize the dream."

...

In the world of martial arts a long time later, there was actually an unknown ten-year agreement in the world where there were almost only Yu Dilong and Gou Youfang.

Every ten years, she would break through the pass on time, sit alone on the roof of the snow-covered moon building, wear purple clothes, and take out a jar of ten-year-old osmanthus wine from under the osmanthus tree, and wait for one person to go to the ten-year appointment.

Three times later, the fourth time, it was raining heavily that day, and he did not find her. She lost her appointment, and only a jar of osmanthus wine placed on the roof, allowing the rain to slap.

The rain was dense outside the window, and the woman in purple was sitting in front of the dressing table. The woman in the bronze mirror had faintly gray hair. It was better not to see her.

There was a knot in the hem of her skirt, and there was an umbrella she had treasured for more than 40 years at her feet. She lay on the dressing table and fell asleep, as if she had a beautiful dream, and she was smiling.

An old guy who was old but didn't look old, entered the room without knocking on the door, put away the wet oil-paper umbrella, stood at the door and asked with a smile: "It's raining so hard outside, and many fish are going to drown. Why don't you take a look together?"

She slept but didn't wake up.

...

Everyone in Tai'an City saw a ridiculous scene. The purple-clothed clothes clearly collided with Cao Changqing of Western Chu, and they had already collided with each other. However, Cao Changqing was still sitting there, while Xuanyuan Qingfeng was standing in place more than ten feet south of Cao Changqing, as if an old monk had entered a meditation.

Cao Changqing looked at him without looking sideways, picked up a piece from the chess box, made a gentle move, turned his head and smiled, "It's time to wake up."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had been dreaming for forty years, suddenly woke up, with her back facing the official in green, and she burst into tears at some point.

She didn't turn around, stretched her waist, wiped her cheeks with her hands, and smiled, "What a dream."

Cao Changqing smiled and said, "That's good."

Just when Xuanyuan Qingfeng was about to speak but hesitated whether to turn around to thank him, Cao Changqing slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the board with more than 90 chess pieces, and smiled and said, "It's okay, don't learn from me. The sky is big, the earth is big, there is a clear breeze, bright moon, and the river is bright, and Jiliang in the northwest has a vast and yellow sand and vast energy. Let's see it all first and then talk about life and death. Life and death are the top priority in life, especially when you are young, don't make a decision at will, life is not easy to die. And there are fates between life and death. People must live a life more wonderful than the autumn of plants and trees."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded, "I, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, will try my best to kill one less person in Xi Chu whenever I live."

Cao Changqing laughed at it.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng flew away.

At the end of the big dream, she knew that she had not woken up or was dead, but she could see the bastard guy holding an umbrella standing alone at the door, his lips moving slightly and unable to speak, and he was very sad.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly laughed to the sky and said, "Old bastard!"

The attacker Ziyi suddenly left for no reason, without delaying Liu Yi ordered the Ministry of Justice to go out of the city to kill the enemy.

Sixty-eight Ministry of Justice and Zhao Gou urgently summoned the masters of the martial arts world from all over the country to Tai'an City and left the city together.

Like a group of birds leaping out of high branches.

This time, Cao Changqing made a move in the corner of the chessboard, and then gently pressed his fingers on the chess piece and pushed forward.

So between Cao Changqing and Tai'an City, between the north and south, a surging air like the Guangling River emerged.

The sixty-eight masters were like crossing the Guangling River during the flood season, with hardships and slowness, constantly exhausted people and fell to the ground.

Chai Qingshan raised his sword and flew out.

Cut off the river of energy with one sword.

Cao Changqing picked up the chess piece with his right hand and placed it on his left hand, gently wiping it horizontally to the right.

Suddenly, a sword energy surged out, from left to right.

Cao Changqing put his pills from top to bottom on the chessboard.

A particularly majestic and dazzling light column in the air fell straight from top to bottom.

In the world, there are two sword energy, one horizontal and one vertical.

They hit Chai Qingshan, the swordsman of the East Yue and Wu Jian, respectively.

Cao Changqing did not rush to pick up his piece, stared at the chess game and said to himself: "I, Cao Changqing, also have Haoran's sword."

Chai Qingshan held a half-cut sword in his hand and landed twenty feet north of Cao Changqing, with a large pool of blood on his chest.

Wu Jian stood more than ten feet away in front of Chai Qingshan, and his clothes were shattered on his shoulders. The old man stretched out his right hand and held his five fingers with his fingers. He had a three-foot snow-white sword energy that looked like a substance. He said in a deep voice: "Cao Changqing, do you really want to destroy both body and spirit, and you have to finish this game of chess?"

Cao Changqing did not answer.

Liu Yi, the Minister of War on the top of the city, pressed his hands on the top of the city, and his hands were trembling.

As a poor scholar from Guanglingdao, he recognized Cao Changqing not in Western Chu, but in Liyang, the enemy country of Western Chu, in this Tai'an City.

However, before Cao Changqing and the Western Chu Empress Jiang Si came to the capital in the first year of Xiangfu, Liu Yi, who was left alone in the Ministry of Justice, met a scholar who happened to meet by chance. He met a foreign scholar who would invite him to have a drink every time he entered Beijing. Liu Yi could not afford a house and had to rent a remote small courtyard in the southeast of the capital. Every time in those years, Liu Yi was particularly surprised and happy when he saw the middle-aged man standing with a smile at the doorstep of the house.

The taciturn Liu Yi likes to complain to this senior scholar who talks elegantly and complains to Mr. Cao, who only knows the surname. After he got drunk, he said that his master was the chief assistant with the disciples all over the world. He clearly was the first in the conference exam, and the palace exam article was not inferior to the first three in the first class that time, but in the end he only had the same Jinshi. He thought that the chief assistant Zhang Julu deliberately despised the scholar of Guangling, so people only knew that the Blue Eyes had students Yin Maochun, Zhao Youling, Yuan Guo and others, and never

Knowing that Liu Yi is still there, and Zhang Shoufu never thinks he is his disciple, let alone regarded him as a proud disciple. After Mr. Cao heard his test-taking article, he laughed at the same article as the blue-eyed man in his youth. He is well aware of the essence of avoiding high and dispersed discussions, and avoiding empty and distant purposes. It is a good article. But it is precisely because of this that Zhang Shoufu will let you sit on the bench like him for many years, so you, Liu Yi, must not be impatient. After that, half of Liu Yi is still

Half of the relief was to give up, be content with oneself, be down-to-earth, and be a small official of the Ministry of Justice. But he was completely disheartened that even when the Prime Minister was ruined, he risked the world's worst to visit him, just for the sake of teachers and students. But the Prime Minister not only closed the door, but also asked the doorman to hand him a message, "Who is Liu Yi? I, Zhang Julu, have such a disciple? I can't remember." At that dusk, Liu Yi returned to the simple courtyard and was drunk.

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To be continued...