Chapter two hundred and ninety-fifth one sword conferred god
The old man chatted about his youthful madness. He held a yellow hand on his left hand and a green hand on his right hand. He wore a brocade hat and a mink fur coat, and rode thousands of horses to roll around the hillside. In order to repay the beautiful city, he followed the prefect, shot the tiger himself, and watched Sun Lang.
Even though I'm drunk, my chest and courage are still open. There's a little frost on my temples, so what's the problem! In the clouds holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be dispatched? He will draw his eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.
——"Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou" by Su Shi
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When Ji Guangchen saw that Yang Yichan was embarrassed by everyone, he flew into a rage and shouted: "Young men, bring me my Mo Dao."
As soon as these words came out, all the generals in the tiger army were in awe!
Many martial artists who sympathized with Bai Fu secretly worried about Bai Fu. Ji Guangchen's martial arts was so high that they had seen it with their own eyes as they trained in the camp every day.
You must know that although Ji Guangchen was obsessed with officialdom, his martial arts should not be underestimated. His kung fu was tempered in the flames of war during the pommel and horse campaigns that opened up territories.
Ji Guangchen knew that martial arts was the foundation for his livelihood. After coming to Chang'an to serve as an official, although he was obsessed with making friends with powerful people and flattering others, he never slacked off in martial arts and still required himself according to the standards of military career. Every day before dawn, he practiced hard and diligently.
It has been repaired for decades, and it has not been invaded by cold or heat. This is the core reason why many officials in the DPRK are willing to accept bribes from him and help them arrange official positions.
From the commander to the generals, the Chang'an Forbidden Army is full of talents and masters. Some people have counted that Ji Guangchen's martial arts is at least in the top ten. A few years ago, Ji Guangchen and Gao Xianzhi, who traveled across the Western Regions, fought at the school of Jinwu Guard. Within a hundred moves, Ji Guangchen
, without any flaws. In the end, it was only because of the weak physical strength of the war horse that he was defeated with one move.
Tonight's fight, Ji Guangchen used his sharpest weapon - Mo Dao from the beginning, which shows that he is determined to win this battle.
Ji Guangchen held his breath and concentrated, taking the shape of a tiger and a crane, and stretched out his martial arts frame. His body squatted slightly, like a pillar in the river, and remained motionless. He held the knife in both hands, holding it like a wat, and held it in front of his right chest. The tip of the knife was in the wind, as if there were any.
No earth trembles.
Ji Guangchen's man and sword merged into one, and there was no wind or waves in the field. A force of energy slowly rotated around Ji Guangchen, spiraling upward. The sword energy was like a north wind blowing on the face, biting with ice. It was also like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, and the tide surged and broke the waves.
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The onlookers felt stinging pain on their faces and took two steps back involuntarily.
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The tide rises and falls, the wind rises and the clouds surge, the white clothes are flying, the long hair is flying, and the tide is independent.
For a moment, Bai Fu seemed to have returned to Qingcheng, standing on the top of the mountains, with thousands of cliffs at his feet, and the sky in front of him, with clouds flying across it.
When you are drunk, your chest is still full of courage. Who is afraid? The clouds are careless and the water is free.
The overwhelming pride is like the rising sun leaping into the sky, surging and surging!
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When the energy gathered to its peak, Ji Guangchen took the lead in launching an attack. His left palm penetrated the clouds and broke through the wind, and his right hand dragged the long knife. He took three long steps of "噌噌噌"", rushing like the wind. The tip of the Mo Dao touched the bluestone.
Drag it quickly and create a spark. The friction sound is unpleasant, upsetting, manic and nauseating.
Three feet, two feet, one foot!
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With a "cang clang" sound, Bai Fu's long sword was unsheathed.
"Whoosh!"
Everyone felt a flash of cold light, but before they could see the light of the sword clearly, Bai Fuxian's sword had been returned to its sheath.
Bai Fu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at ease...
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Ji Guangchen was like a stone sculpture, motionless, standing blankly on the spot, his face ashen.
"Clang!"
The Mo Dao blade was broken, and the tip fell on the bluestone floor, trembling...
A line of blood slowly spread from the center of Ji Guangchen's eyebrows downward to the bridge of his nose, lips, jaw, chest, lower abdomen...
Wherever the blood line touched, Ji Guangchen's clothes were torn to pieces, his skin was exposed, and red veins popped out.
Everyone could see that if the blood line penetrated even one inch deeper, Ji Guangchen would die on the spot.
"Sword Qi!"
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The Huben soldiers were stunned.
Huben's army's arduous training made every martial artist reborn and more confident. Among these martial arts, only Bai Fu failed to win against Huben. Therefore, the respect for Bai Fu by the children of Bashu was more out of politeness. For Bai Fu's martial arts
Cognition is still at the time when swordsmen were discussing in Mount Shu. Disciples of Wudang, Kunlun, Kongtong and other sects have a sense of superiority in their sects compared to Qingcheng, and they don’t take Bai Fu seriously.
In today's battle, Bai Fu struck the enemy with one sword, his martial arts had obviously reached the realm of enlightenment, and he left the Huben soldiers far behind.
Everyone has different thoughts and their expressions are unclear.
Yang Yichan looked at Bai Fu with extremely complicated emotions.
Qu Meng was the first to come to his senses, pointed his finger at Bai Fu, and roared: "How dare you, under broad daylight, dare to murder an official of the imperial court!" Before he could finish his words, a lump of mud flew out of nowhere and covered him.
on the mouth.
Shopkeeper Huang wandered over, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful! General Ji represents the Chang'an Wulin, and Bai Fu represents the Bashu Chuan Gang. They use martial arts to make friends, stay up on New Year's Eve, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. The future will be a good story in the Wulin."
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Everyone suddenly understood and understood, and laughed in unison: "Wonderful, wonderful, celebrating the new year with martial arts, participating in such a grand event, it is an eye-opener for our disciples, it will definitely be a good story in the martial arts world!"
Shopkeeper Huang said with a smile: "The new year has passed, the night has gone deep, let's go, let's go. Come, I will take General Ji back home." After that, he took Ji Guangchen's arm and sent him out of the Bashu Guild Hall in person. He handed over a box of jewelry.
, sent into Ji Guangchen’s carriage...
Shopkeeper Huang managed to resolve the crisis in an understatement.
Huang Zhen secretly admired his father, who was always so kind and always bowed to everyone, but he didn't expect that at critical moments, his skills would be so profound. It can be seen that "the practice of human feelings is an article, and the understanding of world affairs is knowledge!"
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Yang Guozhong did not expect that the Bashu Guild Hall would cause an uproar after he left. At this moment, he and Xian Yu Zhongtong were rushing to the palace.
Tonight, the Minister of Taichang Temple will organize a large-scale bonfire dinner in the Daming Palace. In addition to traditional singing, dancing and acrobatic performances, envoys from various countries in the Western Regions will present magic, animal training and other performances to add to the fun. The entire dinner is joyful and peaceful, and the event is unprecedented.
Yang Guozhong was in great spirits. This was his first time entering the palace as a prime minister to attend a New Year's Eve dinner. According to the etiquette, he had to lead the civil and military officials three times to toast the Holy Emperor and the imperial concubine - praying together for peace in the world, good harvests, and sea.
Yan Heqing.
What a scenery and glory this is!
Yang Guozhong's steps were light, his face was red, and he felt good. He had rehearsed tonight's toast agenda dozens of times in advance, and he couldn't wait at this moment.
As soon as he entered the palace city, the entire palace had banners displayed high and lanterns hung high, giving it an atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty. Yang Guozhong also saw other important court officials entering the palace to attend the dinner one after another.
Yang Guozhong was infected by the festive atmosphere and his face was full of spring breeze. He changed his usual domineering official style and took the initiative to chat with the officials.
Xianyu Zhongtong followed Yang Guozhong closely. After several encounters, he secretly said to Yang Guozhong: "Master Yang, have you noticed anything wrong today?"
Yang Guozhong was stunned and said: "Zhongtong, what do you mean?"
Xianyu Zhongtong frowned and said: "Master Yang, just now, the attitude of the Minister of Hubu, the Minister of Libu and others when they saw you were very subtle and their expressions were thought-provoking. It is very different from the way you smile when they see you these days."
When Yang Guozhong thought about it, he realized that this was really the case. He became furious and said: "God damn these people, let them look good tonight!"
Xianyu Zhongtong shook his head and said: "Sir, these people are all veterans of the court. They are well versed in the ways of being an official and will never act rashly. In my opinion, there is a reason for everything, and there must be a deep meaning to this move. We must be careful."
Yang Guozhong hurriedly said: "Can you please give me some advice from Mr. Xianyu?"
Xianyu Zhongtong pointed to the front, where several eunuchs were guiding hundreds of officials into the palace in front of the gate tower of Huacalyx Tower. Xianyu Zhongtong said to Yang Guozhong: "My lord, please let them report to the empress quickly. Let's see if there is any news coming from the palace?"
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Yang Guozhong nodded and was about to step forward to greet him.
A eunuch in front of the building was overjoyed to see Yang Guozhong. He hurried over and said, "Master Yang, why did you come here! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Yang Guozhong hurriedly exchanged a few words.
The eunuch secretly said to Yang Guozhong: "Mr. Yang, after the queen orders you to come, you should not go to the banquet hall first, but go directly to the Huacalyx Tower with the slave family!"
Yang Guozhong was shocked and asked: "What happened? Do you want me to teach you?"
Xianyu Zhongtong slipped a few gold leaves into the eunuch's sleeves.
The eunuch smiled brightly, thanked the two of them first, and whispered in his ear: "Master Yang, the empress said that the matter has come to an end. Act according to the opportunity and take advantage of the situation. Open your mouth less and kowtow more!"
Yang Guozhong was worried and walked into the calyx building. He saw Xuanzong playing chess with others, Gao Lishi was waiting on him, and the imperial concubine held a snow-white pet puppy and watched the chess without saying a word. Seeing Yang Guozhong, the empress made a move
A look.
Yang Guozhong hurriedly paid homage and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Get back on your feet!" Xuanzong didn't even raise his head, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered the chess game.
Yang Guozhong straightened his robe and stood up, about to step forward.
The man who was playing chess with Xuanzong turned his head and smiled at Yang Guozhong: "Master Yang, how are you doing recently?"
Yang Guozhong raised his eyes and was stunned on the spot!