Emperor Gao of the Great Sui Dynasty attended the Thousand Old Man Banquet. The envoy from Great Li was the Minister of Rites who came to Longquan County that year. If Chen Pingan saw it, he would definitely recognize it at a glance.
At the banquet, which was full of gray-haired people, those sitting to the left and right of Da Li's minister were Song Jixin and Xu Ruo. They both used pseudonyms, and Zhigui did not show up.
Xu Ruo was still in the knight costume with Hengjian behind him.
Probably no one except the young embroidered tiger knew how big of a thing Xu Ruo had done.
Face Mr. Fan directly and promise one of the merchants on behalf of the Song family in Da Li. They can enter this gluttonous feast that is sweeping across the continent and allow it to flourish. The Song family in Da Li will not interfere at all within thirty years.
As Xu Ruo drank, he was not thinking about these major events, but how to train Dong Shuijing, who still bought wontons every day, into a real credit card person.
Song Jixin looked at the Emperor Gao of the Sui Dynasty, and then looked around, feeling that the entire Sui Dynasty was filled with despair.
Zhigui, or Wang Zhu, stayed alone in the deserted post house.
A tall, thin, middle-aged Taoist priest used a trick to hide his true appearance. He quietly came to the post house with two monks from Zhenwu Mountain, and found him leaning on the railing under the eaves, listening to the sound of wind chimes.
of Zhigui.
The middle-aged Taoist priest removed his magic skills and revealed his true appearance, surrounded by immortal energy and with a fish-tail crown on his head. Just standing in the courtyard, there was an aura of the great road that coexists with the heaven and earth. He stood like a great mountain standing between heaven and earth.
Zhigui just glanced at the Taoist Lord of the Shen Gao Sect, Qi Zhen, the leader of the Taoist lineage of Aquarius Continent. As for the sword-bearing monk in Zhenwu Mountain, he didn't even look at it. She paid more attention to the man squatting on his shoulders.
The young man in the black cat was gentle and quiet, similar to the fool in Xinghua Lane in his memory. He was more delicate. His face was slightly pale, and he looked at her with a warm smile and a hot feeling hidden deep in his eyes.
The desire to possess.
Zhigui doesn't like this guy very much, not because she has any prejudice against him, but because Ma Kuxuan's grandmother is really disgusting to her. There are bad habits that women in the world should not have, and it seems that they are all because of that person.
The old woman has taken over all of them. Every time she goes to the iron lock well to fetch water, whenever she meets that old woman, she will inevitably hear a few sarcastic and sarcastic words. If Zhigui hadn't been so overwhelmed by the rules of Lizhu Cave,
, she had a hundred ways to make the long-tongued old woman's life worse than death. Later, Old Man Yang lost his mind and actually gave the old woman a fortune and turned into a river woman of the Longxu River in the town. Zhigui could only continue to wait for the opportunity.
, one day, she will give the old aunt, whose real name is Ma Lanhua, a taste of hell on earth.
As for what will happen to Ma Kuxuan when the time comes, does she care? She doesn't care at all.
Qi Zhen smiled and said: "Miss Zhigui, what Master Lu asked Pindao to do has been done. Now Shengaozong has just obtained a brand new broken blessed land. Pindao welcomes Miss Zhigui to enter it to seek opportunities. Pindao is willing
Protect me all the way."
Tracing back to his origins, Qi Zhen was of the same lineage as the second Taoist priest, but Lu Chen was originally one of the three masters, and now he is in charge of Bai Yujing. Qi Zhen was able to do something for Lu Chen, so he was naturally very happy and could join
Qi Zhen was convinced by Master Lu's discernment that he would reach the Ascension Realm in the future, which was no longer an extravagant hope. When Qi Zhen was young, he received a prophecy from an outsider, "Immortals also want to look at plum blossoms to quench their thirst." Before the Twelve Realms
, which is a good omen. When Qi Zhen becomes the Heavenly King, it is almost the end of his journey and he will slowly wait for death. And the headmaster Lu Chen happens to be one of the most important people in the world who likes to change the fate of people who like him.
, According to legend, Master Lu liked to do the four most important things, including carving rotten wood.
Ma Kuxuan only had eyes for her. Looking at the girl he had liked for a long time, he smiled and said, "Don't bother Tianjun, I can do it."
Zhi Guili ignored the Taoist Heavenly Lord and didn't even sit straight. He still tilted his head lazily and looked at Ma Kuxuan, "You are the blessing that Lu Chen promised to give me? Is it the future?"
Are you all taking orders from me?"
Back then, Lu Chen was running a fortune-telling stall and after meeting Emperor Da Li and Song Ji Xin, he went to Mubo Alley alone and found her. He said that with a little calculation, he got Song Zhengchun's words that suited Lu Chen's heart: "Let her go."
"Ma", so he was able to take advantage of the opportunity to take Ma Kuxuan into his pocket. Lu Chen planned to give Ma Kuxuan to Zhigui.
Zhigui didn't care about the ins and outs, and he didn't pay too much attention at first, because he didn't think Ma Kuxuan could do much good. Later, Ma Kuxuan became famous in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was unstoppable twice, breaking through the realm one after another.
She then felt that although Ma Kuxuan was not one of the five, there might be another secret. Zhigui was too lazy to think about it. An extra knife in his hand was not a bad thing anyway. Now she had nothing to be free except the Fu family in Laolongcheng.
Called by the minions.
Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "It's all up to you. Whoever you want to kill, just tell me. As long as it's not an old bastard from the upper five realms, I promise to bring his head back. As for those from the upper five realms, wait and see.
It’s still possible, and it shouldn’t take too long.”
Because of his fondness for Zhigui, Ma Kuxuan was frequently complained and nagged by his grandmother at his ancestral home on Xinghua Lane.
Only in this matter would his grandma, who dotes on him the most, say a few words about him.
Zhigui asked: "Then can you kill Chen Ping'an?"
The Zhenwu Mountain Taoist Protector's heart tightened and he said in a deep voice: "No."
Zhigui just stared at Ma Kuxuan.
Ma Kuxuan said with a smile: "There are saints sitting in Shanya Academy, so I can't kill Chen Ping'an. But you can give me a time limit, such as one year, three years, etc. But to be honest, if the rumors are true,
Chen Pingan is not easy to kill now, unless..."
Zhigui yelled and interrupted Ma Kuxuan's words, "Forget it. It seems that you are not that good. Lu Chen was not very kind and gave it to Tianjun Xie Shi's descendant, that silly long eyebrow.
My son, once I took action, it was an exquisite pagoda comparable to an immortal weapon. When it was my turn, I became so petty."
The military monk from Zhenwu Mountain was afraid that Ma Kuxuan would be angry after hearing these words. He never thought that when he used the secret method to look at the lake in his heart, he would actually find it as calm as a mirror, and there was even some radiance symbolizing joy in the mirror.
Ma Kuxuan smiled brightly and said: "Wang Zhu, just wait. One day, you will know that I am the best. No matter how valuable the immortal soldiers are, or what kind of favored sons are blessed by nature, when the time comes to look back, they will all be forgotten.
It’s just rags and ants.”
Zhigui was a little strange, "What do you like about me? I didn't have much contact with you in the small town. I don't remember clearly. Maybe we haven't even spoken."
Being ignored and left out in this way, Ma Kuxuan still performed well enough to make all the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain stare. He was a little shy for the first time, but he did not give an answer.
Zhi Gui suddenly laughed and pointed at Ma Kuxuan, "Aren't you, Ma Kuxuan, the most famous and proud man in Aquarius Continent today?"
The corner of Ma Kuxuan's mouth curled up, and in an instant, he returned to the domineering monk that the world was familiar with. His extraordinary talents made people of his age despair, and made the old monk feel that hundreds of years had been lived on a dog's body. The key was Ma Kuxuan's number.
Every time he goes down the mountain to hone his skills, or confronts others in the arena of Zhenwu Mountain, he kills decisively, cruelly and bloodyly, deciding between life and death in an instant. He also likes to cut the grass and root out the roots, and never forgives others regardless of whether they are justified or not.
Ma Kuxuan said slowly: "I am not a proud man of heaven."
The black cat squatting on his shoulder curled up, raised its paws and licked it, looking particularly docile.
Zhigui looked at him and curled his lips, "It's up to you."
Ma Kuxuan asked: "If I kill Song Jixin one day, will you be angry?"
Zhigui seemed a little annoyed and glared: "Ma Kuxuan, please stop talking big before you have no ability, otherwise it will be very annoying."
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "I listen to you."
The protector of Zhenwu Mountain, who watched Ma Kuxuan grow up step by step, had mixed emotions.
Tianjun Qizhen was indifferent to these.
It was only out of respect for Master Lu who had returned to Bai Yujing that I had the patience to stand here and watch these juniors chatting away like housemates.
Regardless of their respective identities, Zhigui and Ma Kuxuan are just two pieces of fine porcelain that can be easily broken as long as they do not reach the upper five realms.
Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I will go to the Zhu Ying Dynasty soon and kill a few Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators as an opportunity to break through."
Zhigui said casually: "I don't care where you go."
Ma Kuxuan laughed loudly, turned to Qi Zhen and said, "Then please ask the Lord of Heaven to take us out of the city."
Qi Zhen nodded and said to Zhi Gui that we would meet later, and the three figures disappeared.
The great formation in the capital of the Sui Dynasty did not notice anything unusual.
It's like going in and out of an uninhabited area.
The entire Aquarius Continent's worldly world, and perhaps only Da Li Jing City, would make this Heavenly Lord a little afraid.
Zhigui lay on the railing, feeling a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and scratched the railing with the nail of a slender finger, making a squeaking sound.
She turned around, leaned her back against the railing, tilted her head back, and her whole body was curvy.
She bent her fingers and played them again and again, causing the string of wind chimes under the eaves to jingle.
In the twilight.
She opened her golden eyes with erect pupils.
The vision dissipated.
She stood up, stood tall and graceful, and looked towards the courtyard door with a smile.
Song Jixin walked into the courtyard smelling faintly of alcohol.
She asked: "Is the Qiansou Banquet fun?"
Song Jixin shook his sleeves and lamented: "Those old guys at the banquet wanted to twitch and skin the three of us present, eat our flesh, and drink our blood. I was scared to death."
Zhigui asked curiously: "Didn't we conclude a hundred-year covenant? We have no grievances with the young master, but we, the Li cavalry, went straight south without passing their door. Why are they so unfriendly?"
Song Jixin leaned against the railing, thought for a while, and replied: "I'm used to living a good life, and I can't bear the slightest grievance."
Zhigui said with a sudden look on his face: "Well, that slave has a much better temper than them."
Song Jixin mistakenly thought she was talking about the bullshit that happened in several nearby streets back then.
Qing, smiled and said: "When the young master comes out, I will definitely help you vent your anger."
Zhigui hummed and asked, "Young master, haven't you been able to figure out the secret of those three books?"
Song Jixin was a little tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks with his hands. "Maybe it's just some ordinary books that made me suspicious for so long."
Song Jixin suddenly reached into his sleeve, took out an khaki four-legged snake that looked like a common sight in the countryside, and threw it on the ground, "During the Qiansou Banquet, it was always ready to move. If Xu Ruo hadn't used his sword to suppress it, it would have probably died.
To be continued...