The age of Qi Beishan has reached its seventeenth year.

Under the rule of King Qi Yuan, he originally planned to spend his whole life holding on to his few remaining volumes of books.

It's just that things didn't go as planned, and he finally came to Taixuanjing just like his nephew, who was known as the young calligrapher.

"The nine heavens closed the palace and opened the palace, and all the nations wore clothes and bowed their heads..."

Qi Beishan holds a sheep-head crutch. He was born outside Taixuanjing, but his eyes still fall on the magnificent and glorious Dafuxuandu.

Dafu Taixuan Jingguo deserves to be the first city in the world, prosperous like a fairy city in the sky.

Even though Qi Beishan had visited the capital of Dafu when he was young, it was still refreshing to see him again now.

Behind Qi Beishan, Qi Hanzhang, a young scholar from Qi State, looked worried in his eyes as he looked at the flowing clouds in the distance.

Further away, on a carriage, Gu Chenxiao, who looked pale and cold, opened the curtain of the carriage and acted like Qi Hanzhang, as if waiting for the clouds and mist to come here.

"Uncle... I wonder where Lu Jing has gone?"

Qi Hanzhang is still wearing a dark robe, with a Qi Confucian scholar's crown on his head, and his body is full of bookishness.

But at this time, there was anxiety in his tone.

Qi Beishan's beard has turned white, his eyes have grown old, and he seems to be powerless to restrain a chicken.

But such an old man was holding an extremely heavy guqin in his arms. The guqin was covered with black cloth, and only its shape was visible.

"On that mountain a hundred miles away, he found me and also Wang Beard.

As for the two dragon kings, the power of the dragons has spread for hundreds of miles, so naturally they cannot hide it from Duke Jing."

Qi Beishan spoke softly and looked kind. When he looked at Qi Hanzhang, there was still some kindness in his eyes.

Qi Hanzhang glanced at the carriage parked in the distance, his expression becoming more and more worried.

"This Lu Jing is Duke Dafu after all. I will wait for him in front of Taixuan Jing. If Lord Dafu becomes angry..."

Qi Hanzhang didn't know what the purpose of this move was: "There is no way we can kill Lu Jing before this big fall in Kyoto.

In this case, I don’t know why my king needs to do this extra thing?”

When the young calligrapher from Qi State spoke, he suppressed his voice with vitality to prevent the ancient prince in the carriage from hearing him.

On the contrary, Qi Beishan looked a little free and easy.

"I am already old, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the spiritual tide to come again, nor will I be able to use my own cultivation to explore the pure Yang realm.

So in the eyes of King Qi, it doesn't matter whether I live or die."

"When you come here to Taixuanjing, although you can't kill Lu Jing in front of Taixuanjing, you can break his courage to rush straight into the bullfight, so that he can die faster when he faces the disaster."

Qibei Mountain comes with its eloquent talk.

Qi Hanzhang was silent for a long time, and then said: "It's a pity that this way, my Qi family has a grudge against this unparalleled genius.

It would be fine if he died in the hands of Xilou in the sky, but if he really survives, one day our whole family will definitely suffer the consequences of this."

Qibeishan was probably tired of standing, so he looked around and found a flat rock.

He walked towards the rock, sat down, and looked at Qi Hanzhang curiously: "Although you are polite, I only hold Zhang. You are somewhat arrogant to your peers in the world.

Didn’t you think that after walking along the Hezhongdao, you would be completely introverted and become a scholar who only cares about reading and writing?"

Qi Beishan commented on Qi Hanzhang like this, but there was no harshness or ridicule in his tone. He seemed to be just curious about what Lu Jing, who was only eighteen years old, was capable of making such a big change in Qi Hanzhang.

Qi Hanzhang smiled helplessly.

During his trip to Hezhongdao, he faced murders and calamities several times, and almost all of these murders came from Lu Jing, a master of calligraphy and painting in Dafu.

If Jixia Sword Pavilion had not opened the Yang Sword Seat in exchange for his life, he would have been buried in the middle of the river and became one of the millions of withered bones...

This is not a big deal. Since you are cultivating Yuanshen and going to the Hezhong Road to seek opportunities in Lutan, you must be prepared to die.

Qi Hanzhang has an elegant temperament, but he is not a weak person. In addition, he became famous at a young age and entered the art of calligraphy. He once visited the calligraphy sage of Donghe Kingdom and received the best calligraphy in the world. The dragon brushwork is the best in the world.

Naturally, as his uncle said, he has developed some pride.

It’s just that… after meeting Lu Jing, his pride was completely wiped out as Lu Jing wrote dragon-slaying essays, true dragon poems, and even killed hundreds of dragons in the middle of the river, hundreds of geniuses, and many other things.

Went.

Even now, when Qi Hanzhang thinks about it, he is often afraid of the sharpness of the Rain Calling Sword and the Wind Calling Sword in Lu Jing's hands.

Because of this.

Only a few months later, Qi Hanzhang, who had just returned to Qi State, set out again to follow Qi Beishan to Taixuan Jing, for the sake of the young Sword Armor Lu Jing, which made him feel even more depressed.

"Lu Jing... is different from ordinary people. These days, Hanzhang always thinks of him. Every time I compare him with other teenagers and even young people in our Qi country, I am always surprised to find...

Qi State has a population of 20 million, but no one can compare with Lu Jing."

Qi Beishan's face was still kind, and he nodded and said, "So you are worried that if I come to Taixuan to polish Lu Jing's prestige, it will bring trouble to the Qi family in the future?"

Qi Hanzhang nodded.

Qi Beishan, however, hugged the long qin in his hand tightly and said with a smile: "If the sky falls, there will be a demon sitting on the throne carrying it!

My Qi family belongs to the Qi family, and even the name of the land of Qi is because of the word Qi in my Qi family.

It's just that... articles handed down from generation to generation, calligraphy and paintings passed down from generation to generation, can't compete with the human demon sitting in the palace of bones, in the blood pool and flesh forest.

Since he wants me to come, Qi Beishan, who has only a few years left to live, will also come.

Why think too much?"

"There is a saying... a thousand-year-old family, my Qi family has been around for thousands of years, but now it can only survive under the command of Gu Yuanji. Such a family is dead. Is it worth pity?"

When Qi Beishan said this, he shook his head: "It's a pity that our ancestors can't see through this. Since he can't see through it, King Qi Yuan has given an order, so what's the harm in me just walking through it?

I just want to meet the young Duke whose reputation has spread throughout the world."

Qi Hanzhang looked at his uncle blankly.

Qi Beishan reached out and patted Qi Hanzhang on the shoulder: "But... you don't have to be too nervous.

It is true that Lu Jing has unparalleled talent. It is said that he killed two gods on the Wudaodong Mountain Lake in Nazhang. One of them was even the second god of the Northern Qin Dynasty. He understood the three elements of the Qi and Blood and obtained Grand Gongsun.

Xiang Ding, the opportunity of martial arts..."

Qi Beishan said this.

Qi Hanzhang's body suddenly trembled: "Uncle, you said Lu Jing killed two gods? Killed the Northern Qin Juding servant?"

Qi Beishan ignored Qi Hanzhang and just turned around.

There was spiritual thought flowing in his cloudy eyes, and he could very accurately capture several other people in the valley here.

"Wang Yangong of the Wang family, one of the eight great families in Hedong, Ao Jiuyi of the East China Sea, and Feng Zhuhe of the South China Sea are all located here.

Ao Jiuyi and Feng Zhuhe each brought their treasures from Dinghai.

Coupled with my Liuquan Guqin, I can always stop him and sharpen the edge of his sword energy.

Lu Jing's sword energy is too strong, and his energy is also very strong. If his energy and sword energy can be cut off, it will not be easy for him to pass the test of the West Tower in the sky."

When Qi Hanzhang heard Qi Beishan's words, he couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and look at a peach tree in the distance.

Under the peach tree, a middle-aged man with a dark face and angry eyes was holding a stylus and looking carefully in front of him.

"The head of the Wang family, one of the eight great families in Hedong, Iron Pen Wang Beard..."

Qi Hanzhang stared closely at the iron pen in Wang Yangong's hand.

If it were normal, Qi Hanzhang would definitely come forward to ask for advice, and with the courtesy of a disciple, he would learn pen and ink calligraphy with him.

But now, there is a stone tablet as tall as a person in front of Wang Yangong.

On the stone tablet, Wang Beard wrote several lines of text with a stylus.

Qi Hanzhang just glanced at it and felt frightened.

"A century-old empire, a thousand-year-old family...

In the Central Plains, the eight aristocratic families in the east of Hedong have profound heritage, and each of the family heads is not a person who has gained fame in vain."

Qi Hanzhang sighed in his heart.

Then he raised his head again and looked at the clouds and mist above his head.

In the sky, there seemed to be wind and thunder flashing, and a heavy rain was brewing.

Vaguely visible, two real dragons, one white and one black, are looming among them.

These two real dragons each hold a treasure in their mouths.

I think it is the treasure of Dinghai.

"This Dafu Wufang Sea Dragon is unlucky to have encountered such a big evil star as Lu Jing.

The Dragon King of Xiyun Sea and even the Dragon Lord of Taichong all died in the hands of Lu Jing, and the Dragon Palace of Xiyun Sea was slaughtered by Lu Jing...

Their courage is admirable, and they dare to come and try to kill Lu Jing's courage."

Qi Hanzhang sighed quietly in his heart.
To be continued...