Chapter 1242
"Yue Buqun? Hehe." Yang Xuan rubbed his chin and looked at Ning Zhong while laughing and not talking. Yue Buqun was quite unbearable, but in front of his wife Speaking of her husband, Yang Xuan will not do this.
"What kind of expression are you? By the way, you haven't said whether Sword Sect is good or Qi Sect is good." Ning Zhong explained his most concern.
Yang Xuan took a sip of wine and slowly lit a cigarette for himself. "Why are you always struggling with this kind of thing."
"I'm going to ask, you are so strong, you Who do you think is amazing?" Ning Zhong waved his hand and fanned the fragrance that was drifting towards him.
"Martial arts together, do not practice martial arts, when you are old futile, practice first and then practice moves." Yang Xuan said and glanced at Feng Qingyang's face.
Sure enough, Feng Qingyang's face was green, and he obviously disagrees with Yang Xuan's statement.
"Feng Qingyang, don’t be unconvinced, do you think that Sword Art is the only way for Dugu to lose? His internal strength is not weak, good or not, at least it’s the Peak of the world, otherwise the one with hundreds of catties How can Xuan Tie heavy sword be picked up?"
Sure enough, Feng Qingyang turned his face directly when he heard what Yang Xuan said, like an angry child, no wonder it was an old child.
"I used to have a friend. I remember that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple. At that time, I was not so strong. Do you know where he is?"
"Which way is it?" Ning Zhong asked.
Feng Qingyang moved forward a bit, his ears were erect, and he was obviously concerned.
"The martial arts of the Sweeper Monk is very strong, palms, boxing, Finger Law, legs, Blade Technique, Sword Art, they are all masters, but the most admirable and shocking is his The tyrannical internal strength cultivation base, his three-foot gas wall, impervious to sword and spear, neither water nor fire can approach, there is no stronghold one cannot overcome, your Sword Art can’t break his three-foot gas wall even with him I can’t touch the body, and after the internal strength is high, it can prolong life and maintain physical vitality, so in my eyes there is no difference between Sword Sect and Qi Sect. Both sects have gone to extremes. They are neither righteous nor evil. Whether it’s internal strength or moves, it’s king to be able to kill the enemy."
Yang Xuan’s words exploded in the two people’s minds like Yellow Bell Great Sound, and the two sects dispute was a bit dull, even There is still a bit of tragedy, a reason that is not a reason, so that Mount Hua Sect, who used to be like the sun at high noon, is now only a third-rate posture.
The three people didn’t say they talked very happily, they talked for a while, the setting sun went down, the sky was dark after a while, Yang Xuan looked at the sky and said, “It’s a bit late, today is Let’s take a look at how your successor of Solitary Nine Swords is. The name is not in vain when I tried it today. Although it’s not too strong, but it’s still said in the past. I plan to go to Xiangyang. How about going together? ""
"Me?" Feng Qingyang asked in surprise.
"Nonsense, is it possible that to go with Mrs. Yue, I am happy, but others may not." Yang Xuan looked at Ning Zhongze, and laughed a little.
"Bah, Deng's disciple." Ning Zhong snorted.
"Masters nest in that piece of land every day, so they are not afraid of long insects? They are all that old, so what's the matter with going out to play? A word of whether to go or not." Yang Xuan stared at Feng Qingyang spit out.
This old fellow is nestling near Siguo Cliff every day. He has become an old otaku. In this era, there is no mobile phone and no computer. How can he stay alone? Is it possible that .... .......You can't think about this kind of thing too much. When you think about it, you will be extremely frightened. Yang Xuan couldn't help but fought a cold war.
"Go go go, why not go, maybe this is the last time I went outside."
"How old are you today?"
"There are two in seventy."
"Oh, old fellow, don’t you see it, it’s quite tender, your looks say you are a scholar and some people believe it, but well, I feel it. , Your energy and blood are declining, and it is estimated that you will be able to jump Q in a few years. If you put half of your sword training mind into internal strength, it will be very common to live past a hundred years."
"pu" Feng Qingyang threw down his wine glass and curled his beard, obviously choking at Yang Xuan's words.
"I can't go, you don't have to curse me to death."
Yang Xuan stood up and took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Ning Zhongze." I look at your face, and there will be many disasters in the future. In the time of life and death, crush this jade pendant and I will be there in a moment."
Ning Zhong is speechless, what is disaster and disaster, but This jade pendant is in good condition, and I know what to think about. After accepting the jade pendant, I looked at Yang Xuan and looked at the Feng Qingyang cup one fist in the other hand and went down the mountain.
"Hey, it's my Martial Nephew's wife, so don't let your mind go wrong." Feng Qingyang moved towards Yang Xuan fiercely said.
The three of them chatted for an afternoon and got acquainted with each other. With Yang Xuan's approachability, he can barely count as an acquaintance.
"You Martial Nephew? You have lived here for so many years, but you still don’t know that he is who. The city government doesn’t say that he is a hypocrite, but it was your Huashan mess that forced him into this way. But I think that Huashan now needs a formidable person more than a hypocrite."
"Not to mention him, Ning Zhong marrying him is almost inhumane. After so many years of getting along, the person next to the pillow actually paid I don’t know if his husband is who, it’s sad."
"Hey, don’t spit out bitterness. Let’s go to Hipi Hipi together."
"Hipi?"
"Just be happy and happy." After saying that, he greeted Honghou and Feng Qingyang moved towards the mountain.
Chapter 1548, my friend is a good one
After Yang Xuan took Feng Qingyang down the mountain, he started to hang out mode, moved towards Xiangyang direction while eating and playing, encountered Those who can't see it are nosy.
Not to mention, the road from Huashan to Xiangyang is at least more than 700 kilometers. Calculated according to the distance in this era, it is at least beyond a thousand li.
At night, in front of a brothel in a big city, a dozen servant girls walked in and out, and the old bustard kept waving silk scarves.
"Mother Zhang, is Miss Yan coming out to pick up guests today?" A young scholar said with a smile.
"Ah, Young Master Li? You are here to pull, too, today the little Miss Yan was taken over by a rich man, why don't Young Master Li look for Cuihua, she still has time." Mother Zhang Pin Mei Road.
"Cuihua??" Young Master Li thought for a moment, and an image of a woman with a fat body and pigtails appeared in his mind.
Young Master Li shook his head desperately, "no no no, Cuihua girl, I can't afford to be a young man, who is the rich man you are talking about?"
In ancient times, generally Everyone knows that there is a face and a face in a city. In this era, transportation is not as developed as it is now. Therefore, unless there is a special reason or occupation, generally few people will stay away from their homeland. Still don’t know.
"Not a local, the uncle spent a lot of money, not only called Miss Yan, but also called other girls together."
"Hey" Young Master Li sighed , I can only choose to go to the lobby.
In a rouge room, a few girls hammered Yang Xuan and Feng Qingyang's legs, while other women with heavy makeup played the pipa, and the guzheng was given to the two players.
The girl peeled the grapes and put them into Yang Xuan's mouth.
"Yang Xuan, I don't think it is appropriate for us to do this." Feng Qingyang is already gone at this time. When thinking about the cliff, he is indifferent. Now his whole body is tight and he is ready to go. Look like.
Yang Xuan closed his eyes and listened to the tunes that belonged to this dynasty with a pleasant expression on his face. "Oh, what’s wrong, isn’t it good? Just be a human being. Just be happy. One day. How uncomfortable it is to be stretched at night, enjoy it, these chicks have good tricks."
Feng Qingyang's complexion keeps changing and finally sighs helplessly, "I missed my famous name, Feng Qingyang I, but you actually brought me brothel. If someone else knows, how can this be good."
"You stop me, aren’t you a dead person? Everyone knows that you are dead, what a famous name the dead person has, enjoy it. "
Yang Xuan turned his head and said, "Can Miss Yan provide accommodation here?"
"What? Yang Xuan, you still plan to live here today!" Feng Qingyang simply wanted Jumping up, I was already unruly. Sect's dogma was bullshit to myself, but didn't expect to meet his opponent this time. Where did Yang Xuan go to play and what he did?
"You can pull it there, along the way, you eat mine, wear mine, spend mine, my friend can be considered a good one. It is estimated that splitting heaven and earth apart will only be me. Now." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
Feng Qingyang immediately turned his head away and didn’t want to look at Yang Xuan, but then again, it’s pretty cool for a little girl to press it, in fact, Feng Qingyang is not the kind of person who sticks to form, just But after so many years alone, Yang Xuan's thinking turned too fast, and he couldn't keep up.
Little Miss Yan was born about sixteen or seventeen years old. Except for a black hair, her skin is as white as jade. Although she is a brothel woman, she has a beautiful face. She leaned down and whispered, "Little brother, I do not sell myself?"
"Oh, it's not for you to sleep, but if there is a place to live, I really like the atmosphere."
"Yes. There are a few elegant wing rooms upstairs, but the price is more expensive."
"hahahaha, more major event, give me two." Yang Xuan took out a small handful of golden beans from his pocket.
Xiaoyan was surprised and asked "Golden?"