As the sky was getting brighter, Chen Qingshan took a broom and sprinkled water to clean the main street. Evil guests were about to greet them, but evil guests were also guests. As the observer of Kongmingfang, Chen Qingshan naturally had to sweep the street to welcome the guests.
A group of young men in white clothes, with white deer embroidered on their sleeves, came from outside the workshop. They were led by an elder from the academy named Zhao Yuanhai, a Confucian cultivator of the Seventh Realm. He was famous for his iron fan and had killed many people in the northwest.
Big bandits.
Zhao Yuanhai led the team from the west and bowed to the visitor from the east: "Senior Brother Wang."
That person was none other than Marquis Baiyi. His surname was Wang, which was the same as that of the Minister of War. In fact, the most common surnames in the official circles of the Tang Dynasty were Wang and Xie.
Even in the inner city of Chang'an, there was a street where officials lived, called Wangxie Lane. In the Tang Dynasty, people born in Chang'an always felt that their status was higher than those in other places. It was not easy to call them superior.
For the sake of exaggeration, some people born in Wangxie Lane are born with a silver spoon in their mouth, and they are the masters.
"Junior Brother Zhao." Bai Yihou smiled and nodded to Zhao Yuanhai. Bai Yihou appeared, naturally wanting to take a look at Chen Qingshan. He was a little curious about what the youngest prince in the Tang Dynasty looked like.
"I've met Master Uncle." The Bailu disciple behind Zhao Yuanhai bowed to Bai Yihou, with a hint of respect in his eyes. There is a popular saying among scholars that after learning martial arts, you can sell it to the emperor's family.
And my uncle Wang was already a very popular minister, and many Confucian scholars in the academy regarded Bai Yihou as a role model.
"What does master mean?" Bai Yihou asked Zhao Yuanhai.
"Master means to control the movement within a certain range as much as possible, so as not to alarm the sky in Chang'an City." Zhao Yuanhai replied, and he also called the leader of Bailuyuan Master.
"I understand." Bai Yihou said. The sky in Chang'an naturally refers to His Majesty the Holy Emperor.
Zhao Yuanhai thought for a while, and then said: "Senior Brother Wang, actually Master came to Kongmingfang last night."
"Oh?" Bai Yihou was a little strange and said softly. Since the leader of Bailuyuan has been to Kongmingfang, why are there still some Taoist priests in Kongmingfang? With the cultivation level of the leader of Bailuyuan, there are many ways to make peace with Qiwu.
He took control of Kongmingfang at the sound of his voice, or it could be said that a monk of the same level took action.
"Is it the dragon elephant that protects the mountain from Longhu Mountain?" Bai Yihou asked. The only person in Kongmingfang who could compete with the leader of Bailu Courtyard was the black scale.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanhai shook his head and said no. When the leader of the Bailu Academy came last night, there was another person who blocked him, but that existence was regarded as unspeakable by the leader of the Bailu Academy.
The white-clothed Marquis stood on the street with his hands behind his hands, his temperament a little dusty, looking into Kongmingfang, Chen Qingshan stood up with a broom and looked back.
"The Marquis of Taiping." "The Marquis in White." The two of them said it almost at the same time.
Chen Qingshan had never seen Bai Yihou before, but he recognized Bai Yihou's identity at a glance among the crowd.
A very interesting thing is that when you hear about someone you have never met, you will first outline his appearance in your mind and write down the feeling he makes you. When you meet him one day and the feeling is right, you will
I knew it was this person.
Without any other courtesy, Bai Yihou said directly: "This empty Mingfang, Bailu Academy wants it." The tone was very flat, as if he was giving a notice, rather than asking for opinions. He was also a marquis, but he was in the seventh realm, and he had even hurt that person.
The Eighth Realm Wolf Lord of the northwest barbarians, so he has the confidence to say this.
Chen Qingshan stood the broom beside him, stretched out, and said without any fear: "So, does the Marquis in Bai mean to rob him by force? This is out of character. If word spreads, it will call the people of Chang'an, even
How do people in the world view the Marquis?"
"There is nothing that cannot be seen. It's just for those who are capable. If the Marquis of Taiping doesn't mind it, just let the Confucian scholars from Bailu compete with the Taoist priests from Kongmingfang to see if Bailu is capable, or these.
The Taoist priests of Kongmingfang are capable people." Bai Yihou responded.
Chen Qingshan sighed, going around and around, it was just a fight, but this fight in Chang'an City just needed a whitewashed reason to silence everyone.
The ones who start the fight are gangsters, and those who have a reason are decent people. And the Taoist priests and Confucian scholars here can be considered decent people.
"So, what kind of fighting method is Yiyi Baiyi Hou Ye?" Chen Qingshan asked.
"There is no need to put on any pretense, just send out some people from each side and win two out of three games. The loser will withdraw from Kongmingfang." Zhao Yuanhai, who was standing next to Bai Yihou, replied.
"So, our opponent is the young scholar from Bailu?" Dao Shisan, Agou, Qing Shiniang and a group of Taoist priests walked up to Chen Qingshan.
This question was asked by Dao Shisan.
"Of course." Zhao Yuanhai said, not looking down upon Dao Shisan because he had no identity.
"Although I am a sword cultivator, I can still be considered a member of Kongmingfang." Chen Qingshan asked his last question.
"You are the observer of Kongmingfang. Naturally, if Lord Taiping is not afraid of hurting himself, he can take action as he wishes. But don't blame Zhao for not reminding him. This sword has no eyes." Zhao Yuanhai naturally thought of it when he came.
Chen Qingshan will take action, and even because he pays enough attention to Chen Qingshan, the head of Bailuyuan has prepared something.
Just as His Majesty the Holy Emperor said in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that day, after giving Chen Qingshan the title of Marquis, Chen Qingshan had already been put on the table whether he wanted it or not, and no one in the world would
If you would underestimate a prince of the Tang Dynasty, and if you were to compete with him, you would naturally have to prepare some means in advance.
"I am also a rough man, so I get hurt when I get hurt." This was Chen Qingshan's answer.
The two sides began to discuss candidates for the competition, and compared to the group of young Confucian scholars in Bailu, there were not many people available in Kongmingfang, and there was even no choice, because there were only three young people in Kongmingfang: Agou,
Chen Qingshan, and Dao Shisan.
Fortunately, Ah Gou is a martial artist of the second realm, but Dao Thirteen has no cultivation level. This best-of-three-game strategy is obviously not fair to Kongmingfang.
"I am also a Taoist priest. If we fight, we will fight. If I don't have cultivation, it doesn't mean I can't fight, so it doesn't mean I will lose." This is what Dao Shisan said.
The people from White Deer Academy were obviously prepared in advance. There were two men and one woman. Chen Qingshan felt the sword energy in one of the handsome men. This handsome man was obviously also a sword cultivator. This sword cultivator looked at Chen Qingshan.
There was fighting intent in his eyes, but not much, more of jealousy, because Chen Qingshan was the same age as him and had similar cultivation level, and Chen Qingshan was a marquis, but he was not. He only felt that Chen Qingshan was a little lucky, so lucky
Make him feel jealous.
The jealousy of the White Deer Sword Cultivator came from the spirit in his heart, the young man's determination to refuse to accept anyone, so he looked at Chen Qingshan with provocation in his eyes.
Facing the provocative gaze of the swordsman, Chen Qingshan smiled, and then chose to ignore it. He was the Marquis of Taiping. In terms of status, he was an elder and could not argue with children.
Agou took out a steel knife. This knife was from the Tang Dynasty military soldier's camp. It was not a good knife, but it was better than it was in its toughness.
The steel knife struck the ground, sparks were raised, and the bluestone shattered. Agou stood with the knife in hand, looking like a warrior: "Please enlighten me."
The male cultivator from White Deer Academy came out, bowed to Agou, and said as a Confucian scholar: "Yang Chen, early stage of the Second Realm." Although the things done by White Deer Academy were a bit unethical, there was nothing to say in terms of etiquette.
Yang Chen is a Confucian cultivator in the early stage of the Second Realm. His weapon is also an iron fan. He can be regarded as half of Zhao Yuanhai's disciples, and he can also be regarded as a young and talented man.
Agou and Yang Chen held each other's hands, and then got into a stance. Agou's energy and blood surged, and he stepped forward and shot towards Yang Chen. A martial artist wants to get close to a Confucian scholar.
All monks of the same level will generally not get any benefit from close combat with warriors. Yang Chen naturally knows this. A breeze came out from under his feet, lifted it up and moved it to the side. Confucian cultivators and sorcerers alike can use some of the five elements.
Magic techniques, but what magicians learn are somewhat complicated, resulting in ever-changing techniques. Confucianism's techniques are generally within the Five Elements, because Confucianism believes that the Five Elements are the righteousness of heaven and earth.
As for the Taoist, there is only Lei Fa.
Yang Chen moved his feet sideways, and his hands were not idle. He raised the spiritual fan in his hand, pointed with one hand, and the spiritual fan turned into green, and the five fan bones separated from the fan, and attacked Agou from five directions.
"Ding ding ding..." With a series of crisp sounds, five fan bones were nailed into the bluestone slab. Although the fan bones were small, their strength was quite strong. After Agou blocked it,
Castration also stopped.
Agou vaguely felt that the fan bones were a little strange, but he couldn't put it into words. Before Agou could think about it, Yang Chen's attack came again. Yang Chen called back the five fan bones, and the remaining fan bones on the fan also flew out, and then spliced into
Together, they form a wheel.
"Go!" As Yang Chen's voice sounded, the fan wheel quickly rotated, and the energy it brought created a ravine in the place it passed. At the same time, a fiery red bead appeared in Yang Chen's hand, and the magic power
After pouring into it, a fire snake about ten feet long came out with a message. The fire took advantage of the wind and grew in the wind. The fire snake instantly grew in size, more than ten feet long, which is equivalent to the tall buildings in Kongmingfang.
The fire snake held the fan wheel in its mouth and went straight towards Ah Gou. Chen Qingshan frowned. Yang Chen's strength was about the same as that of Ah Gou. If Ah Gou was close, he might not be able to kill him.
It's just that Yang Chen has a lot of treasures, whether it's the Fire Snake Bead or the Spirit Fan, they are all treasures, while Agou only has a steel sword made in the Tang Dynasty.
The fire snake is like a god and demon, and Agou is like a mortal who challenges the divine authority. The fire snake opens its mouth and bites it, and the flame blade in its mouth is like the underworld.
Agou's robe was ignited by the flames, and then turned into ashes, revealing his strong muscles. Reflected by the fire, it turned into bronze. Agou jumped up high, and poured out three feet of sword energy, slashing at the head of the fire snake.
The fire snake's head hit the ground hard and turned into flames. The flames were like divine blood, flowing at Agou's feet.
"Tick-tock." Scarlet blood fell, as lustrous as pearls.
A shocking wound on Agou's chest was caused by the fan wheel. The moment Agou cut off the snake's head, the fan wheel exploded and turned into twelve fan bones. Agou blocked some, but not all.
Block.
Agou's eyes were very bright, like a wounded lone wolf. The blood shed would only arouse his ferocity. However, the steel knife in Agou's hand was no longer in shape. First it was burned by flames, and then there were violent impacts to the bone again and again. The steel knife
Already deformed.
"Let's fight." Agou held the steel knife and rushed towards Yang Chen. The twelve fan bones whirled around and turned into a spiritual fan again in Yang Chen's hands.
Yang Chen did not hide this time, because he knew that Agou was at the end of his strength. The spiritual fan connected with the steel knife, and the steel knife made of ordinary iron shattered instantly. Perhaps because Agou was too powerful, this
The steel knife broke into pieces very thoroughly, and the largest fragment was no more than the size of a finger, as if ice crystals had fallen.
A fan bone fell off from the spirit fan and passed through Ah Gou's body. With a sound, blood spat out from Ah Gou's mouth.
"It's over." Zhao Yuanhai laughed at the side. In order for Yang Chen to successfully win the first game, Bailu took out a treasure, the Fire Snake Bead, which contained the soul of the Five Realms Li Fire Snake, and Yang Chen
The spirit fan is also quenched with poison. This poison cannot kill people, but it can paralyze people's bodies unconsciously.
However, Zhao Yuanhai did not expect that the second-level warrior did not fall down, and a crazy voice came from Agou's mouth.
"The sword is gone, it doesn't matter. The strongest and proudest thing for us warriors is our physique!" The blood was flowing, but Agou's eyes became brighter and brighter. He slowly raised his head, with cruelty in his eyes.
It looks like a mad dog that lingers in the world and cannot leave for a long time. Before it completes what it has to do, it will be useless even if the Lord of Hell comes.