Although Xuanshan City is called a mountain city, it is built on flat land. It faces the river on the left and the Xiongshan Mountain on the right. There are thousands of miles of fertile fields nearby, and the terrain is like a dragon and a tiger.
Outside the city with a radius of fifty miles, there is a forty-foot-high wall, which is thirty-two feet thick. Four carriages can run parallel on top. They are all made of Gangyan strips and stones, supplemented by spiritual formations. They are separated by ten thousand miles.
Looking from a distance, you can feel a majestic and majestic momentum coming towards you, which is quite impregnable.
Xuanyuan Yiren was standing on a nine-story high pavilion, leaning on the railing and looking far toward the city wall.
But what she saw was not the high wall, but the farther southeast. She only regretted that the wall was too high and blocked her sight, making it impossible to see farther.
"It's been three months and you still don't want to change your mind?"
Four feet away from the wooden fence, a lady in her forties was standing, followed by a dozen maids [Baidu Shenhuang Bar]. At this moment, the well-groomed face was full of anger: "
You should also know what kind of person that Zong Shou is! A useless person with a dual-vein body and an inability to practice. Is this worthy of you? Yi Ren, you are going to ruin your life!"
Xuanyuan Yiren did not answer, but raised the corners of her lips slightly. She naturally knew best what kind of person Zong Shou was.
If Fan hadn't rushed to Yunsheng City a few months ago, I would have thought that he was unable to practice, and I would have suffered so much from him hiding it.
A few days ago, whenever she heard her mother say these words, she still wanted to argue with her. It was only when she thought of Hu Qianqiu's words that she held back. Recently, she didn't even bother to think about it.
Tianyue also understood Zong Shou's mentality at that time. People like that have the arrogance of being strong in their hearts. They don't bother to argue, and they don't want to prove anything. They go their own way, so how can they care about the opinions of others?
For more than a month, that person probably looked at himself as a joke, which was really annoying.
However, the most gratifying thing about this trip to the east is not the knowledge of that man's powerful swordsmanship, nor the cultivation of the spiritual master in the out-of-body realm. It is his personality, which is really joyful.
"It's all because of your bad father, who taught you bad things. He always talked about the way of benevolence and righteousness, and then made this marriage contract that will kill a thousand swords! What kind of bullshit way of benevolence and righteousness can you make a living?"
The middle-aged lady's demeanor was elegant and solemn, with hidden majesty, but her words were extremely vulgar, with the smell of mortal hatred that cannot be transformed into steel.
But when she saw Xuanyuan Yiren, she ignored him at all and looked into the distance, dazed. But she was so famous that she felt guilty. With this look, was she really fighting for her own morality?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a little girl thinking about a man.
With a roll of her eyes, the middle-aged lady's tone changed again: "Didn't you always say that if you [Baidu Shenhuang Bar] wanted to marry, you would marry an unparalleled hero? What kind of hero is Shang Xiao Zong Han Ni Shui?
Character? You married him, and you are a perfect match. What is so good about Zongshou that he is worthy of you? One is in the sky, and the other is on the earth. One is the bright and flawless white jade, and the other is the mud that has been stepped on by others. Would you rather Yi Ren?
Being dragged into the mud by him, you don’t want to be protected by someone’s stick? How could I, Lin Siena, teach such a stupid daughter like you?”
Xuanyuan Yiren smiled slightly and said nothing. If we call him an unparalleled hero, he may not be considered one.
But when it comes to swordsmanship, I wonder how many of his peers in this world can rival him?
Involuntarily, he recalled that sword strike three months ago that was so sharp that even Hu Qianqiu didn't dare to touch it lightly. Suddenly, his chest began to stir, and his heartbeat actually accelerated.
But she doesn't feel shy. Is there any girl in this world who hasn't missed spring? She misses him as much as Xuanyuan Yiren does, and there's nothing wrong with that.
The middle-aged lady was slightly startled, already a little angry, and stamped her feet: "My little sweetheart, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your family.
Once you are involved in the whirlpool of Qiantian Mountain, even your father will be shattered to pieces. Do you know that if you can marry Han Nishui, our Xuanshan City has Shangxiao Sect and Danquan Sect, even if your father is like the one who conquered Qiantian Mountain Not to mention your foundation? This is also for your daughter's life. Your senior brother said that the Xuanyue Muhuang Jue may fall halfway and needs the help of the Shangxiao Sect's spiritual elixir. If you are What should I do if I call you mother? My daughter, you always talk about benevolence and righteousness, but do you know that filial piety is also included in it?"
Xuanyuan's Yiren expression moved slightly, and he turned around and said: "Mother! If my father hears what you said, he will definitely not be happy. With his father's character, he will never rely on his daughter to achieve any hegemony. There is no need to worry about my daughter’s Qigong practice. People have their own ways to solve it, and I have some clues recently. As for filial piety, in my daughter’s opinion, true filial piety is to prevent parents from going further and further down the wrong path. On the contrary, Is it interesting that my mother is obviously in good health, but she pretends to be sick to trick her daughter back? Also, that Qiantian Mountain City must belong to Zongshou. He doesn't need help from his father, and he doesn't bother to ask for help from outside. My fiancé, let alone any Mud that people have stepped on. My daughter is very unhappy when you say that about him!" "I have to say that! He is mud! A waste! A scumbag! A fool who is about to die! A waste! You damn girl. , It’s really outrageous.”
The middle-aged lady suddenly yelled loudly and vented her anger. Seeing that Xuanyuan Yiren frowned slightly, she downplayed it and looked into the distance without caring. She couldn't help but feel angry again, and it felt like a heavy punch. Being in an empty space makes people feel extremely stuffy.
Then he took a deep breath and managed to regain his composure. He sneered: "That Qiantian Mountain City must belong to Zongshou? I think you are deluded! Does the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain have any ability at all? After losing his position as Prince Demon King, he is nothing, what else is he but mud?"
Xuanyuan Yiren shook her head and was too lazy to say anything. It was originally scheduled for May when Zong Shou would come to Xuanshan City in person to meet her father, but it was said that there were not many days left.
Her mother's decision about her marriage does not count, nor does her senior brother's decision. Only her father can decide.
The middle-aged lady couldn't help but show more helplessness, and snorted heavily: "I don't bother to persuade you anymore! Even if your father nods to your marriage to Zong Shou, I will never agree. In the past few months, you Just stay here for me! Unless you figure it out yourself, you are not allowed to go out!"
After saying that, the middle-aged lady walked away angrily. The maid behind her also hurriedly followed.
In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the nine-story pavilion.
Xuanyuan Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes. Then when she turned her head, her expression was extremely cold and frosty. She looked at Li Yunniang who was always standing behind her without any emotion.
"What are you still doing here? Why don't you go with my mother?"
Li Yunniang's body trembled, and tears suddenly fell from her eyes: "Miss! How about you just listen to the mistress? Although Zong Shou is extremely talented, Han Nishui may not be any worse than him. He is even more capable of Shangxiao.
Zongyi relies on the hidden dangers of Miss’s skills, and she needs the Hanxuan ancient elixir even more."
Xuanyuan Yiren laughed dumbly: "Didn't I tell you before that even if I really fall, I, Xuanyuan Yiren, will not do anything against my will for my own life. Even less so at this moment. Also, don't do it again.
Call me Miss. There is no relationship between you and me."
Li Yunniang's breath was suffocated, and her expression became even more miserable. Then she heard Xuanyuan Yiren [Baidu Shenhuang Bar] look away and said: "I am just curious now. Zong Shou killed Li Xieling and defeated the tiger with a sword for thousands of years. What happened to you?"
Why are you still unwilling to tell anyone about it? I know that he is jealous and don't want to be too public about it. Why do you think so?"
"It's not that I don't want to." Li Yunniang raised her head and bit her lip involuntarily: "It's that I dare not say it!"
"Don't you dare say?" Xuanyuan Yiren looked startled, and then his eyes suddenly revealed: "You don't want my father to know in advance after he comes out of confinement, do you want to change your mind? I understand!"
Li Yunniang looked pale and neither agreed nor denied.
It's not as simple as what the lady said. The real reason why I dare not say it is because there is another reason.
Even she still doesn't know clearly what happened around her.
Who is that person who can threaten her life and make her keep silent?
To the north of Narcissus Lake, about two thousand miles away, in an unknown canyon. Two figures were sitting on the top of a mountain hundreds of miles away, looking very embarrassed.
Yan Fan's shoulders were completely dyed red. Xuanyuan Yiren's front also suffered slight sword wounds.
At this moment, below, in the canyon less than a hundred miles in radius, it was even more maimed to a state of disgrace. Countless sword marks and countless potholes were scattered everywhere. The fierce energy from earlier had even more disfigured this place.
All living creatures were crushed to pieces and perished.
Yan Fan glanced at his wound, and with a flick of his hand, he let out a burst of sword energy. With a tremor of his muscles, the sword wound healed automatically.
"Water Fairy's sword is really more sophisticated every time, and every sword is more ruthless than the last!"
With a slight sigh of admiration, Yan Fan also had a hint of regret on his face: "These past few days [Baidu Shenhuang Bar], I have always had some regrets! I have bound myself to ninety percent of my true strength, and I am not allowed to use the Mountain Sword.
, I guess if there is another mortal, he really is no match for the fairy."
Shui Lingbo raised his eyebrows, with a cold look on his face: "I, Shui Lingbo, have only 85% of my strength, but I can't restrain myself by 85%? I also don't use my lightning skills. You, Yan Fan, have mastered hundreds of swordsmanship and spiritual skills.
Nian, today you come to bully a junior like me. How dare you say this? If you don't want to, we can fight with all our strength. Such a hand-tied fight is really boring and unpleasant!"
Yan Fan chuckled and did not dare to refute. He only said with a thoughtful expression: "It has been nearly three months. Now Zong Shou's child should be close to the threshold of innateness. I don't know what his current situation is like. Is he already dead?
Touching the human barrier, this threshold is not something that can be easily passed."