Led by Hong Jiafu Santie, a group of people set out overnight to General Wang Zhongxin's Xuanhu Camp.
Xuanhu Camp was fifteen miles away from Tianshu Camp, and the journey was not far. A few people were a little tired and arrived at their destination at Mao hour the next day. General Wang Zhongxin who came out to greet him obviously looked haggard. The death of his only son made this man
The middle-aged man with white hair and black hair really suffered a lot. Xu Qingmu briefly explained the purpose of his visit, and Wang Zhongxin sent someone to take care of it and arrange for the soldiers to stay.
After a night of hard work, Xu Qingmu didn't feel tired. Those few sword energies pushed him to the thirty-sixth level of Beiming. Now he is at the twenty-sixth level. The higher the level of Beiming, the more important it is to practice
It was helpful. Xu Qingmu could clearly feel that there had been considerable progress in both physical strength and mental strength.
The group rested until noon the next day, then got up to have lunch.
After dinner, Xu Qingmu paid homage to General Wang Zhongxin in person, his eyes full of apology. If it weren't for himself, the eldest brother Wang Ziyi would not have suffered this misfortune.
Hanging in Wang Zhongxin's military tent is a portrait of General Wang Ziyi, which was drawn by a court painter when he was given the title by King Xu Yan. General Wang Zhongxin stared at the man in the painting, his back trembling slightly.
"It's all fate, don't blame anyone." The middle-aged man sighed and said slowly.
"I made preparations for today a few years ago. Why did I suddenly give up my title in the palace instead of going to the frontier fortress? Why did I leave the Xuanhu camp instead of coming, but insisted on going to the Tianshu camp. All of this,
It's all arranged, but..." Wang Zhongxin turned around, looked at Xu Qingmu, and said slowly: "Don't let us down, little junior brother."
Xu Qingmu was stunned.
Song Zihan has three apprentices in total. The eldest apprentice is Chunyang Taoist, and the second apprentice, Old Beggar, is rarely mentioned. He must be a master of swordsmanship, but who knows that they are actually the ones in front of him?
No wonder General Wang Zhongxin treated the old beggar with respect in the military camp.
As if he could see what the young man was thinking, Wang Zhongxin continued: "There are some things that I still can't tell you, but you should have guessed right. The reason why I appeared in Funiu Town is indeed because I received a secret message from Master.
letter."
After a pause, it seemed that he was struggling in his heart for a long time, and then he finally spoke: "About Lin Zhenbei..."
"Thank you, Second Senior Brother. Regarding Lin Zhenbei's matter, please let him pass." Xu Qingmu interrupted the conversation of the person in front of him, then cupped his hands and exited the military tent.
Xu Qingmu looked at the scenery of the frontier fortress, chose a high position, took out the wooden sword nearby, inserted it beside him, and said to the setting sun in the distance: "Good brother, I know you won't blame the old beggar.
,Right?"
Wang Zhongxin, who had already left the tent, saw this scene and felt relieved:
That young man finally hid his thoughts.
In the afternoon, Fatty also climbed up to Xu Qingmu's side, and they sat on the top of the mountain together, looking at the distant clouds on the horizon.
"I have always understood that Cao Dan likes you very much. To be honest, brothers are a little jealous." The fat man picked up a grass stem from his feet, put it in his mouth and started chewing.
Xu Qingmu reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder, silently expressing comfort.
"But Xu Qingmu, I am very convinced. At least you can know what you want, fight for it, know what you like, and be able to speak out boldly. Unlike me, I still dare not say the words 'I like it'
you'."
"So I went to practice sword practice. Even if Cao Dan said that my sword practice can protect you, I would do it."
As he said that, maybe the wind and sand at the frontier were strong, the fat man rubbed his eyes. "Xu Qingmu, promise me, if you win the battle of the four realms, you will teach the prince a lesson. It can be regarded as avenging Cao Dan."
Watching the sunset gradually go down the mountain, the two young men, one fat and one thin, stood side by side, silently.
Later in the evening, Xu Qingmu opened the secret cave and began to use the flow of time inside the palace to practice continuously.
Organize the secrets of Kung Fu that I already have around me: the sword technique "Qingyan Jue" left by the old beggar, the boxing technique "Don't Ask Outside" given by Li Chengru, and the Heart Technique Beiming Thirty-Six Weeks. These three are different.
Corresponds to swordsmanship, self-cultivation, and spiritual refining.
There is still about a month and a half left before the agreed-upon Battle of the Four Realms. If we use the time flow rate in the palace, it will be equivalent to doubling the time.
enough.
Later in the evening, Xu Qingmu brought the two little beasts into the secret cave and used them as sparring partners. The leather armor on Qishang became harder and harder, and there was a clanging sound when struck with the sword.
What follows is extremely boring hard training. In addition to three meals a day, the rest of the time is spent practicing in the temple. Every morning, I practice boxing, practice sword "stabbing" at noon, practice the old beggar's "Qing Yan Jue" in the afternoon, and practice in the evening.
While sleeping, he would practice the Thirty-six Heavens of the North Ming Dynasty. Every three days, he would spar with the little beast Qi Shang.
In the beginning, Xu Qingmu was always beaten to the ground by Qi Shang in one round. Looking at Qi Shang who showed concern, Xu Qingmu smiled and said it doesn't matter, just try your best.
That day, Xu Qingmu flew upside down thirty-seven times and fell down one hundred and twenty times.
Slowly, Xu Qingmu was able to fight the little beast Qishang for a few rounds, and the number of failures reduced from one or two hundred times to seventy or eighty.
Today, facing Qi Shang's attacks, Xu Qingmu was able to fight back and forth, and occasionally he could suppress Qi Shang with a few moves.
The bare-chested Xu Qingmu's body is obviously much stronger than before, and the hand holding the Chouli Sword has become stronger. The only regret is that after practicing for so many days, Beiming is still at the twenty-sixth level, and has not become any more diligent. However,
Xu Qingmu soon felt relieved that he was not gifted in the first place and just needed to be down-to-earth.
Counting the days, it’s time to go out.
So I took a bath in the secret cave, changed into fresh clothes, caught an unnamed beast from the cave, opened the secret cave, and found the stuff around me.
When Cao Tong saw Xu Qingmu coming out, he walked around several times, and his eyes that were a little different at first turned into contempt.
Sure enough, there is no difference between nature and talent.
What Cao Tong didn't know was that practicing Bei Ming's Thirty-Six Heavens had the advantage that he could hide his strength at any time. From the outside, he only felt that his body was filled with chaos, just like an ordinary person.
Xu Qingmu also lost his temper, and said with squinted eyes: "What do you know? It's just Beiming's mental method that hides his strength."
Cao Tong became a little curious. Is this really the case? So he asked: "What state are you in?"
"Three Realms."
Contempt again.
In fact, Xu Qingmu has already reached the fourth realm, but has not made a breakthrough. He vaguely feels that his foundation in the first few realms is not solid. Until the end, he still wants to practice more in the third realm.
Several people sat around the fire. For the first time in the past half month, Xu Qingmu sat with everyone and grilled the beasts brought out of the secret cave.
In the evening, Xu Qingmu was drinking alone on the hillside, thinking about people and things. The day after tomorrow was the battle with the prince Xu Pei. Xu Qingmu was not afraid, but he was inevitably a little disappointed. Who asked himself what would happen after winning the battle of the four realms?
The little girl who did it is no longer there.
"Drinking alone, why, thinking about troubles?"
Xu Qingmu turned his head and was a little surprised. Not only did this strange man appear quietly beside him, but no one even stopped him from the Nuo army camp?
The man was wearing an ordinary gray official coat, golden boots with raised toes, and was holding a mountain-painting fan. He seemed to sense the doubts in the young man's heart and said, "I am a member of the army, so I can naturally enter this frontier fortress."
There was no hostility on the person who came, so Xu Qingmu threw the jug over: "There used to be a storyteller who always boasted that the world was just like that, but the wine was not bad, but after drinking it so many times, I still don't think it's good."
The man in gray clothes took a sip: "Wine brewed from deep love, wine brewed from battlefield killings, wine brewed from life and death, illness and death, are all more worthy of tasting than this apricot blossom wine." After saying this, he threw the wine bottle to
The young man continued: "When I was young, I did a lot of wrong things. My biggest regret is that I didn't take good care of my son who was no longer around when he was born."
Xu Qingmu was surprised: "Why?"
The man smiled bitterly, did not reply, and stared at Xu Qingmu for a long time.
Suddenly, the man asked Xu Qingmu: "I heard from General Wang Zhongxin that you were an orphan since you were a child. Have you ever hated your parents?"
Xu Qingmu raised his head and took a sip of wine: "I don't hate it. I have never owned it, so I don't know how to compare it. Maybe this is also my luck." His tone was extremely flat, as if he was describing something that had nothing to do with him.
Then there was a long silence, one drank apricot wine and watched the sunset, and the other looked at the boy.
There was a look of shame in everyone's eyes.
As the sun set and went down the mountain, the man asked Xu Qingmu: "Do you have confidence in fighting in the same place?"
Xu Qingmu answered truthfully: "No."
"Still going to fight?"
"I'm going to go. If you promise someone, you always feel a little guilty if you break your promise."
"Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"
"I'm afraid, so these days I drink and watch the sunrise and sunset."
The man slowly stood up and patted the dirt on his body: "Does this country look good?"
Xu Qingmu hesitated a little, not knowing what this sentence meant, and remained silent.
The man said again: "In the past, I always felt that a man's ambitions are everywhere. When a man is born in heaven and earth, he must do something that will last forever and be famous for generations. This country is the best evidence of success. It was not until later that I could
Knowing that the sun rises, you plow and the sunset rests, you earn three ounces of money, you drink two ounces of wine, you go south to pick chrysanthemums in the pastoral scenery, and you hold your wife and children in your arms when the clouds rise and the wind blows, this is a family relationship."
"Is this difficult?" Xu Qingmu was born in Funiu Town and is used to seeing this scene.
"For ordinary people, it's not difficult; for me, it's difficult to reach the sky." The man put his hands behind his back and asked again: "Does this country look good?"
Xu Qingmu also stood up: "It's not bad, but a little... lonely."
The man wearing gray official clothes and holding a fan raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder gently:
"We work together."
On the way back, the eunuch beside me asked: "Your Majesty, why don't we recognize each other? Isn't he the Crown Prince?"
The man in gray is none other than the current emperor of the dynasty - Xu Yangzhuo, also known as King Xu Yan.
"There is no doubt that he is my only child. If he doesn't admit it, it's just because he has no choice. Let's talk about it later."
The eunuch was shocked, the only child? The prince Xu Pei...? But after all, he has served the people around him for nearly forty years, and he knows what to ask and what not to ask.
"Let's go back to Qiuhe Hall."
"嗻."
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Sky Rat Camp.
Prince Xu Pei looked at the master's true form in front of him with awe in his eyes.
"Did Xu Qingmu really get scared out of his wits that day? Huh, how can you fight for heaven with such courage?" Wen Renbo, who was still wearing a black robe, got angry and scolded him repeatedly.
Xu Pei did not defend himself and said: "Master, how does it feel if you win this battle of heaven and earth?"
Xu Pei didn't say that he was not afraid at all, but confused. Whether it was a fight between people in the same realm or a fight between heaven and earth, what if he won? Thinking of that day when Xu Qingmu risked his life to send the girl in white out of the illusion formation, and the girl gave her life to him
To save each other, all of this has gradually collapsed the concepts established in the intrigues in the palace since childhood. Looking at myself, I have been taught how to kill and kill around me since I was a child. Apart from the slaves who are obedient to me, there is no one who dares to follow my orders.
There are no people who can talk about homely things themselves.
At this moment, Xu Pei is not just sad, or should he be happy?
After Wen Renbo heard the boy's question, he couldn't hold back his anger any longer:
"What if you win? You are the emperor, and this country was built for you! What, you saw the love between sons and daughters of that thief Xu Qingmu?" Wen Renbo snorted coldly: "Can love between children secure your place in the world?
Can the love between children and children resist the gaze of King Changling? Only the military power in the hands of the emperor and the power in the heart are the kingly ways!"
Xu Pei sniffed and looked at the master in front of him. He did not speak, but relaxed his hand holding the Wuxie Sword.
"A real man born in heaven and earth should regard all things as stupid dogs! He should be self-centered! I am heaven, and the ways of heaven must be changed for me! This is the emperor!" Hearing Renbo got more and more angry as he spoke, and he hated it.
I hate that all the painstaking efforts I have made for thousands of miles have failed to make the prince in front of me grow into what I hope for.
Xu Pei disagreed and still lowered his head.
When Wen Renbo saw this situation, he felt even more angry. So he raised his hand and a burst of black air came out: "Disciple, don't blame me, this is all for your own good!"
After a while, when Prince Xu Pei raised his head again, his eyes had changed, followed by a hint of sinisterness: