Chapter three hundred and eighty second one hundred Zhang Yuan
There was the sound of insects chirping outside the house. Zhang Yuan leaned on the bed, but in his hand was an ancient painting page.
Fifty years, sixty years, or longer, Zhang Yuan can no longer remember. He has been away from the land south of the Yangtze River for too long, and he has no intention of going back.
He had no nostalgia for that place anyway.
However, the old guy actually stole his sword, how could he not go back?
Seven Stars Long Yuan.
If there is one thing in this world that Zhang Yuan cannot let go, it is probably this sword, not because of its preciousness or its magic, but simply because this sword was given by that person.
There were gentle footsteps outside the house. Zhang Yuan put away the painting page in his hand and stood up to open the door.
At the door, Li Qiushui stood there. She was already over ninety years old, but she looked like a thirty-year-old woman. There was no trace of her old age.
Looking at Zhang Yuan who opened the door, a smile appeared on Li Qiushui's face. It has to be said that Zhang Yuan was insulted again, but this man is indeed a handsome person. He doesn't look like a trace of Xixia.
Human beings are so strange that the hairstyle created by Li Yuanhao is naturally not applicable to him.
Zhang Yuan, who is over ninety years old, also looks like a scholar in his thirties or forties. He has a gentle and elegant atmosphere, and his manners, sitting and walking have the leisurely look of a scholar.
"This matter is causing trouble for Brother Zhang."
Li Qiu Shui spoke very politely. In fact, she was the one taking the lead in this operation. Zhang Yuan said that he would obey her from the beginning. However, no matter what he did along the way, Li Qiu Shui always discussed it with Zhang Yuan.
discussed together.
Li Yuanhao's era has passed for too long, but only those who survived that era know how terrifying Zhang Yuan was.
Although the world of Tianlong seems powerful, a few people know that the most powerful year of the Song Dynasty was decades ago, and it was an era even more powerful than the founding of the Song Dynasty.
When the Northern Song Dynasty was founded and the world was in chaos, there were still many sects that remained hidden in the world. However, in Li Yuanhao's time, various sects and sects emerged one after another in the world.
Even the scholars from the pre-Qin period came out to join in the fun.
Everyone in the world knows that Zhang Yuan is tyrannical, but a few people know that Zhang Yuan is a member of those hundreds of schools of thought.
In fact, the various schools of thought have no clear choice of country. Over the past few hundred years, there have been Han Chinese and ethnic groups outside the Great Wall among the disciples of the various schools of thought.
Although Zhang Yuan is Han Chinese, he is not Han Chinese. He also has the blood of ethnic groups outside the Great Wall.
Li Yuanhao was assisted by him back then, and finally laid the foundation of Xixia.
Li Qiushui could never forget Zhang Yuan's energy at that time. Fifty years later, Zhang Yuan may no longer have any external power, but Zhang Yuan himself is about to become a legend.
There are absolutely not many people in this world who can threaten this person.
Li Qiu Shui has always been confident in his own strength. In Li Qiu Shui's heart, the Xiaoyao Sect is one of the strongest sects in the world. It was not because of the emergence of hundreds of schools of thought that no sect in the world could defeat the Xiaoyao Sect.
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And he, Li Qiu Shui, is also among the best in the Xiaoyao Sect. If it weren't for the fear that Wu Yazi would be unhappy, she would have killed the Tianshan Child Elder.
The old woman only knows one self-respecting martial arts, which is self-modifying martial arts, but she knows Wuxiang, Beiming, and a series of magical arts.
Even if you think about it, it's not much worse than Wu Yazi, but when facing Zhang Yuan, these abilities didn't exist at all.
There are hundreds of schools of thought, each with their own unique skills. Li Qiu Shui didn't even know which family Zhang Yuan belonged to, because Li Qiu Shui had already seen the unique skills of military and miscellaneous families in Zhang Yuan.
Apart from this, Zhang Yuan never showed his prowess, and because of this, Li Qiushui was even more aware of Zhang Yuan's tyranny.
This time, Li Qiu Shui prayed to Zhang Yuan for the rescue of Wu Ya Zi, but he did not think that he would get consent. However, Zhang Yuan unexpectedly agreed to Li Qiu Shui's prayer.
"I plan to send people to sneak into Juxian Manor first, find my senior brother, and then attack with all our troops."
Li Qiushui sat down in the room and discussed the tone with Zhang Yuan. Her biggest purpose here was to rescue Wu Yazi, but the rest was unimportant, so her approach was to save people first and then take revenge.
Zhang Yuan nodded indifferently, but he came here for Qixing Longyuan. That sword is a divine weapon in the world. There is nothing that can destroy it, so he can do whatever he wants, as long as the person with the sword doesn't run away.
Just fine.
"In this case, I will come to see Brother Zhang after rescuing Wu Yazi."
Li Qiu Shui bowed politely and left. Outside the house, the sound of insects was still chirping, but Zhang Yuan did not look at the painting page, but opened the door and walked out.
Although there may not be much in Juxian Village, Zhang Yuan has always been thinking about one person in his heart. If that person is here, I am afraid no one can rescue Wu Yazi silently.
He slowly walked out of the house, left the courtyard where he lived, and came to the front yard of this villa, where Li Qiushui had already gathered his people.
"Brother Zhang"
Seeing Zhang Yuan walk out, Li Qiushui was a little surprised. She looked at Zhang Yuan questioningly.
"I'm afraid Bai Mei is in Juxian Village."
Zhang Yuan spoke calmly, but one sentence made Li Qiushui suddenly startled. People in the martial arts world only fifty years ago may not know who Bai Mei is, but people in the martial arts world fifty years ago must know this person.
The strongest disciple of the Sword God lineage may now be the strongest leader of the Sword God lineage.
It was this man who took away his sister.
Li Qiushui frowned and looked at Zhang Yuan unnaturally.
In this world, no one is invincible. Li Qiu Shui is confident in his own strength, but he thinks he is not as good as Zhang Yuan. Similarly, Li Qiu Shui also thinks he is not as good as Bai Mei. Not to mention her, she is the second generation of the Xiaoyao Sect combined. If there is no
Li Canghai's existence may not be able to defeat Bai Mei.
That man's swordsmanship has reached an unprecedented level.
"I'll go with you. I've been wanting to meet Bai Mei for the past few decades. Now, I think the time has come."
Zhang Yuan's voice was calm, and a hint of joy flashed across Li Qiu Shui's face. In Li Qiu Shui's impression, if there was anyone in the world who could defeat Bai Mei, it must be Zhang Yuan.
Huang Shang has been away from Juxianzhuang for a long time. The Dali incident is about to begin. Next is Xixia. Once the Xixia incident occurs, it will be time to decide the ownership of the sixteen states of Yanyun. At this time, Huang Shang is quite
Busy.
It took Huang Shang a lot of effort to find out the movements of Xixia and Zhang Yuan for Ziqin, but he no longer had any extra time to stay to help Ziqin. The most important thing was that he couldn't help even if he stayed.
What are you busy with?
At this time, Huang Shang was not the same Huang Shang who had made the Nine Yin Sutra. Without decades of accumulation and the battle against Mingjiao, Huang Shang would definitely not have been able to make the Nine Yins.
Of course, this does not mean that Huang Shang does nothing. At this time, Huang Sang is doing one more thing for Ziqin, looking for Baimei.
All six gates have been dispatched by Huang Shang. The territory of the Song Dynasty and even the five major kingdoms of Dali, Xixia, Liao and Tubo are already filled with people from the six gates.
As soon as there is news about Bai Mei, the matter of Juxian Village will be passed on.
The world is about to undergo a great change, and the few people who are at the center of the storm will naturally have no time to spare. If Xixia hadn't invaded in a large scale, Ziqin should be in Dali at this time, assisting the Beggar Gang, the Horse Gang and Li Chengqu to destroy Dali.
However, it is a good thing that Xixia invades. At least, after annihilating these people, Xixia will no longer have a master who decides the surname. Yipintang and other things are just a joke to Ziqin.
Within the body, a powerful aura was constantly surging. This was definitely not an internal force. This was a small world. Ziqin could feel the yin and yang qi constantly blending together, and could feel the aura of life and death constantly entwining.
Positive and negative, yin and yang, heaven and earth, balance and opposition are the origin of the world, and everything that can and cannot be explained exists.
This is nature, this is not nature, this is heaven and earth, this is not heaven and earth. It is precisely because it cannot be understood that this is the true ancient martial arts, the martial arts that opened up the world.
It is the Tao that determines continuation and reproduction.
The artistic conception of this pursuit is no longer the limit of power, but something more mysterious.
Ziqin didn't know what it was. His current understanding was not enough to know that. He only knew that he was very strong at this time. Even if he faced Baimei, he would probably win more than he lost.
And that's not all. Under this incomprehensible aura, Ziqin could also feel a vague aura, tranquility and serenity, with some unexplainable attraction.
This breath seems a bit similar to the advanced version of the Zhen*Yi Jin Jing, and also seems to be similar to the ultimate chapter of the Xuan Gong Essentials.
However, this aura and the strongest aura in his body at this time sometimes symbiotically coexist with each other, and sometimes they cancel each other out, just like two uncontrolled air masses colliding, melting, and canceling each other out.
None of this is under Ziqin's control. He can control either of the two breaths and command to do anything, but when it comes to the relationship between the two breaths, he can no longer control it.
The system had already disappeared when the two auras appeared, and no matter how Ziqin searched, he could not find any trace of its existence.
However, Ziqin understood that the system had not disappeared, but was just hidden.
At this time, Ziqin did not have the energy to take care of the system, but he was adjusting his own power. Those two breaths were his strongest power.
Another day passed. On this day, Ziqin was still controlling his strongest power and adapting to his strongest state. Suddenly, a challenge sounded at the gate of Juxian Village.
This opponent from Xixia actually came to challenge directly.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ziqin's mouth. He had known why these people were here, but how could he believe that they were so upright? However, Ziqin did not do anything else, but walked towards the door.
There, a group of people were standing there, each one a master, and each one's strength was no worse than before Ziqin's breakthrough.
Ziqin's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, but there was no one like Zhang Yuan as described by Huang Shang, nor anyone like Li Qiushui in this large group of people.
