Chapter 697: Your Highness Princess, you don’t want to go hungry either
Cao Changqing, the third best person in the world, was forced into this situation. He was considered a peerless strongman with martial arts skills who could compete with Wang Xianzhi. No wonder he knew that there was Xu Yanbing, a land immortal who had been exchanged for one of the land gods, in the Beiming Palace. Dare to be so arrogant, Jian Jiuhuang finally recognized the gap between himself and Qingzhou Lin Tanhua. This distraction was interrupted by the strong wind of Chou Diao, and he put the other two swords into Chu Pingsheng's hands.
"If I guess correctly, one sword weighs three pounds, and the sword is nine or six thousand miles long. You only have one chance to draw the sword, so one sword is enough."
The three-pound sword was already slender. Where it could not withstand his sword's steel, it suddenly split into three pieces and fell on the foundation of the former thatched cottage. It then floated around in the air and spun around for several times before returning to Jian Jiuhuang's hand. His old face was gloomy and silent. Silently, there were five famous swords in the sword box, but Lin was destroyed until only one was left. Xianzhi, the king of Emperor Wu City, gave him frustration, and Lin Qing gave him humiliation.
Zhao Xituan did not pay attention to Jian Jiuhuang, and did not hear the conversation between Chu Pingsheng and Cao Changqing, because he was in the tug-of-war with the big dog in the Big Finger Mysterious Realm, with a whisk in his hand, silver threads like a halberd, moving forward, and under the attention of the true energy, he was like a A hairbrush, desperately resisting the flames spurting from the dog's mouth.
Wang Xiaoping saw the opportunity, and the divine tea in his hand had a bright green light. When it broke through the air, it was like a lotus blooming. The man and sword merged into one, and with an indomitable momentum, he stabbed the big dog's body with one sword, piercing into the swollen dark red flesh. The flesh, the stinging pain instantly ignited Qilin's crazy blood, black energy surged all over his body, his hind legs swayed, and he flew up into the sky. Wang Xiaoping was fascinated by the smoke, and he used up all his energy. He was bitten by half of his body and tossed around.
Wang Zhonglou went to save him, but Chu Pingsheng pushed him back with a palm, walked up to Ergouzi who was in a state of madness, ran the method in the divine book, shouted, and the evil light disappeared from the eyes of the spirit beast, and threw the dying Wang Xiaoping to the ground. .
"My magic has been upgraded again. Let's eat and play with the elixirs I practiced before."
Chu Pingsheng took out a white porcelain bottle, opened the lid, and poured the elixir into its mouth. With a wave of his hand, a black and white sword with a very strange shape appeared. The sword pierced Wang Xiaoping's chest, and the blood in the human body was like As if it had been awakened, it began to climb up the sword body and slowly penetrated into the sword body. The blades on both wings flashed red light one after another, and it looked like it had become thinner.
"Demon...sword...devil."
These were the last words Wang Xiaoping said before he was drained of all his blood and turned into a mummified corpse.
“Not bad.”
Chu Pingsheng drew out the Peerless Sword, and swiped the sword's finger across the blade. The red light that had disappeared flashed again. He didn't know whether it meant that the opening progress of the Peerless Sword was not bad, or that Wang Xiaoping's strength as an innate sword embryo was not bad. . The peerless sword is a sword soul forged with his blood. It is more spiritual than the Purple Gold Zhanlu Sword and the Frost Yitian Sword. The first time he saw Wang Xiaoping and Jiang Ni, he felt a kind of energy coming from the space with him. Strong emotions, knowing that the time has come to attack the peerless sword, the original peerless sword It's normal for Kaifeng to need Lover's Tears, and for the Immortal and Demon version to absorb the blood of the innate sword embryo. Unfortunately, Wang Xiaoping's blood alone is not enough. Fortunately, there are several innate sword embryos in the world of fierce swordsmanship in the snow, and there is also the world-famous Jiang Ni. The sword master can be killed, so Cao Changqing has to persuade her to practice martial arts and not be in a hurry.
"Okay, let him go for now, and we will go to Longhu Mountain to deal with it together later."
After Ergou swallowed a bottle of elixir, his wounds were completely healed. Silver hair quickly grew on his slender tail, which exploded into a ball of flame. Every time he swayed, little flames fell. Zhao Xituan's expression was extremely ugly. He remembered clearly that the flame beast's order was to kill him and Wang Xiaoping. Wang Xiaoping died, but he was still there. Can't the other party kill him? He didn't bother to kill him, so he left it to Longhu Mountain to kill him.
Chu Pingsheng fed a few pills to the green cow that was protecting the cucumber. He grabbed the maid who was in shock and hugged the big red wine gourd and threw it into the sky. He shouted, "Hold on." Whoosh, a black shadow passed by, Flying General. Carry people away. He picked up the rattle on the ground and stuffed it into the hands of Zhao Fengya, who was the only one in the group who died. He picked up the person and jumped back. The two dogs got in very smoothly, carried the person on his back, and stepped on the full The green bamboo went down the mountain.
Wang Zhonglou ran to Wang Xiaoping's mummy, holding his junior brother who had no human form in his arms. He didn't know why Lin Qing let him go. Jian Jiuhuang put his sword case back on his back, walked to Xu Fengnian, who was almost in despair, patted him on the shoulder and said: "There is always a way."
What else can be done? Prince Bei Ming looked at his wrist, which was red, swollen and sore from being hit with a knife many times. Lin could stab him to death with just one finger.
Lao Kui emerged from nowhere. While slapping the broken bamboo leaves on his sleeves and the loess on his hair, he asked the Wudang Master carelessly: "Hey, are you done with the fight? I'm hungry."
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There are no big towns at the foot of Wudang Mountain, just a few small villages. Scattered houses are built randomly on the relatively flat land outside the Aozi. Seedlings are planted in several acres of thin fields. The water is slightly turbid and occasionally disturbed by thin rice-flowered carps. Ripples in the water make Dongshan even more barren Covered in dense tea fields, Wudang Mountain’s Yunwu Tea is a valuable tea in Liyang. In recent years, unscrupulous merchants have mixed and sold tea from the foot of the mountain with tea from the mountain, which has ruined its reputation. Qingzhou’s literati, tea lovers and poets heard about Wudang Yunwu Tea. All of them curled their lips with disdain.
Chu Pingsheng stole a bright green cucumber with yellow flowers on it, rolled it with his hands, and all the burrs on the surface disappeared, and threw it to the maid of the same name to quench his thirst. Cucumber broke open the cucumber and gave half to herself and half to Princess Sui Zhu who said she was hungry. This was a kind intention, but it didn't get good rewards. Zhao Fengya snatched both halves and grabbed one in each hand. , took a bite from the left, took a bite from the right, his cheeks bulged so high, he looked really hungry, he just ate the cucumber like a chicken leg.
"Laugh, laugh, why are you laughing? If you laugh again I'll cut your tongue out." Zhao Fengya never thought that she would have such an embarrassing day, not only eating stolen cucumbers to satisfy her hunger, but also being teased by a maid.
"Lin Qing, where are you taking me?"
"There are some farmers in front of you. Let's get you settled first. I have some things to do."
Zhao Fengya was angry and anxious, glaring at the man who carried her all the way from Yunju Peak to the foot of the mountain, and refused to look at him all the way because she scolded her for letting go with a straight face: "Where's your big eagle? Tell it to send me away." Return to Tai’an City.”
"Why?"
"Since I am Princess Liyang, you dare to kidnap me. If your father finds out and blames you, no one in the Qingzhou Lin family will survive."
Cucumber bravely turned around, his almond-shaped eyes full of anger, and snatched the two and a half cucumbers that Zhao Fengya had chewed into uneven pieces, and threw them into the ditch filled with green pods on the dirt road made by the cart.
"You!"
Chu Pingsheng finally looked back at her and smiled, but the smile was not pleasing to the eye. It was exactly the same as the smile when she taught the maid who had done something not to her liking and asked them to slap each other. "What are you going to do?"
"Cucumber, Xu Fengnian can let the Princess of Chu be a maid. What do you think of the idea of letting her be a maid for me?"
"Okay."
Cucumber, who was good at playing the pipa, was usually very fussy at work and her brain was spinning very fast. She knew very well that Xu Xiao, that poisonous husband, would never let her go. Once she left Lin Qing, she would definitely die. From occupying Wutong Garden to humiliating King Bei Ming, and then causing a riot in Wudang Mountain, the new master promised to destroy dragons and tigers. What he said and did, he was a lawless man who did whatever he wanted. As a personal maid, she naturally had to do what he wanted.
"You...you...want to die?"
Zhao Fengya's face turned red and her tall body trembled violently. Unexpectedly, she had just escaped from the vicious hands of the remnants of Western Chu and entered the wolf's den of Tanhua in Qingzhou Lin. Princess Suizhu of the Liyang Dynasty would be his maid? This was even more excessive than the humiliation Xu Fengnian gave her back then.
Chu Pingsheng said expressionlessly: "The aura of royalty is useless in front of me."
The maid in the yellow skirt who was full of bad tempers walked over with a smile and helped Her Royal Highness to straighten the white Confucian shirt that had been curled and pleated for several times. She also straightened the Xiaoyao scarf of the same color on her head. She pressed her shoulders and said, "If there is any problem in the future, If you know how, you can ask me, I'm familiar with this kind of thing as a maid." After saying this, he put the big red wine gourd on his shoulder and the rare rattle in his waist into the hands of the newlyweds.
Zhao Fengya couldn't bear it anymore and threw the things in her arms on the ground. Chu Pingsheng ordered a slap. The second-class maid of Wutong Garden thought about how the eldest maid made sweet potatoes in the past. She rolled up her sleeves and compared them, and found that she could only slap her by raising her head slightly. The Princess of Liyang Dynasty slapped her in the face. She stood on tiptoes and finally balanced the difference in altitude. She raised her little hand and slapped her down. Zhao Fengya resisted angrily, and the two of them fought together. The princess of the dynasty had no worries about eating and drinking, and she was well developed. She was tall, had breasts and a waist, but fighting was not good. Half a cup of tea was not available, and the Xiaoyao scarf fell into something. In the wild ditch of the water, the scholar's shirt was torn and his clothes were not covering his body. He was naked several times and his face was scratched. He was panting heavily and sat down on the green grass in the middle of the two ruts, with red eyes. Hold back the tears.
"Starve her for three days to get rid of her arrogance." Chu Pingsheng threw a gold ingot to the maid in the yellow skirt who was breathing foul words on Her Royal Highness's body. He pointed to the village in front and said, "Find a family to stay with for two days. I'll finish my work." I will come here to pick you up.”
He whistled again at the hillside where tea trees were planted, and jumped out with a flash of red. He ran from the top to the bottom of the slope with a few bounces, climbed up an old black locust tree, and lay on the main branch looking at the two women. The tail hangs down, and the long silver hair drives away the bees buzzing around a cluster of Guanyin lotus. A few stingers sting it and are burned to ashes by the explosive flames.
"In the meantime, it will keep you safe."
There was no dust under Chu Pingsheng's feet, and there was no wind around him. He turned into a blue light and shot through the sky.
Zhao Fengya looked at the fire-breathing beast that carried her down the mountain, knowing that the days to come were going to be tough. Who in this remote village in the wilderness would treat her as a princess.
"Your Highness, shall I serve you and go? Or shall you go by yourself?"
Cucumber felt that the way she was gearing up was like a brothel madam who persuaded a good man to go to the sea.
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Lin Qing defeated Cao Changqing, the third best person in the world, Jiang Ni was taken away by the relics of Western Chu, Huang Man'er also followed Zhao Xituan to Longhu Mountain, Xu Fengnian's trip to Wudang can be said to be unfavorable, but fortunately Wang Zhonglou chatted with him , things took a turn for the better.
The imperial court does not want to see Wudang. After today's event, once Princess Sui Zhu informs the emperor of what happened, nothing will happen to Bei Ming, and the Wudang orthodoxy will inevitably be lost. In order to give Song Zhiming, Chen Yao, Yu Xingrui, several juniors and Wudang disciples a way out, I hope Xu Xiao can settle them down well, and Wang Zhonglou is willing to give a suit of rhubarb to His Royal Highness.
Xu Fengnian knew that he had passed the best age for practicing internal skills. Only by accepting the gift from the Master of the Big Finger Mysterious Realm could he have a chance to take revenge and get Jiang Ni back. He agreed without thinking, so he went to Feixi Tan in Zixiao Peak. , protected by Lao Kui and Jian Jiuhuang, Wang Zhonglou gave all his clothes to Xu Fengnian, helping him cross the first threshold to become a master.
Xu Fengnian, who had regained hope, returned to Beiming with a night light that he didn't know how to turn off. Song Zhiming, Chen Yao and others held a funeral for fifth junior brother Wang Xiaoping. Everyone knew that such a procedure would soon happen again, and those who lost Dahuang Ting Wang Chonglou, the leader of Wudang, was dying soon.
There is a piece of bare rock standing in the middle on the top of Tianzhu Peak. It is bare and has no vegetation. It looks like a knife when viewed from the side. Every evening, when the setting sun shines slantingly, the sea of clouds melts gold, making it a spectacular sight. In the past, it only took a few leaps to get Wang Chonglou up to this point. Today, it was Yu Xingrui who carried him up. The two talked for a while, and when he saw his junior brother in tears, his words of persuasion were useless. He suddenly felt upset and said harsh words to the man. Retreat, watch the sunset quietly, waiting for death to come.
"Is it beautiful?"
someone asked from behind.
Wang Zhonglou turned around in shock. The person who came was already a foot behind him. He was carrying wine in his green shirt, and the jade tree was facing the wind. At some point, the man who had brought Wudang Mountain to the brink of destruction was shot back. As a dying man, he was full of anger and hatred. , these emotions of resentment are meaningless, looking across the sea of clouds, overlooking thousands of mountains: "I have been watching this for decades."
After watching it for decades, I still came to see it before I died. It is naturally extremely beautiful.
"Have all the funeral arrangements been settled?"
(End of this chapter)