Ten miles outside Healthy City, a carriage was driving leisurely on the official road.
The driver was Anlong.
After a while, the carriage stopped, and a woman got out of the carriage, poured out the stale tea, and took some river water to boil.
When she got back to the car, she started to make tea, but her movements were not smooth and smooth, but rather absent-minded.
Although his skills are limited and his steps are empty, his graceful silhouette and graceful figure still do not detract from the beauty of Jingzhai Heir.
It's just that beauty cannot be eaten, let alone used to serve others.
When Fan Qinghui lost all his martial arts skills and took over An Long's responsibilities, he couldn't touch the ground these days and his whole body became thinner.
What made her most angry was that Gu Cheng was practicing the whole time and almost never looked at her.
"You are thinking, I am here to serve the devil, not to be a maid, right?"
At this moment, Gu Cheng suddenly opened his eyes: "In the future, you will know how many people envy you for being able to serve me!"
Fan Qinghui was filled with shame and anger, and offered tea with both hands: "Master, please use it!"
"You need to have a good way to cook tea, but there is no way to make wine. This is not your skill, you need to practice more, pour it!"
Gu Cheng looked at the tea, disliked it, and didn't drink it.
No matter how much she remembered her sacrifice and determination, Fan Qinghui couldn't stand this treatment. After hearing this, she immediately poured the tea out of the carriage.
"I know the joys and sorrows, instead of wearing a mask all day long!"
Gu Cheng said calmly: "This time you break the skill, the heart of the sword will be bright and clear. Only when you step into the death barrier will you have a chance of survival. Otherwise, if you blindly pursue the beauty of heaven, you will be seeking death!"
"Your Excellency has already achieved extraordinary feats, what more do you want?"
Fan Qinghui's face showed vigilance.
"Unparalleled magical skills? I am still several levels away from the true pinnacle of this world, Shattered Void! You don't have to be so hostile. In the past, the Evil Emperor and Di Ni learned each other's secret skills. It can be seen that the pursuit of martial arts does not distinguish between friend and foe!
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Gu Cheng opened his five fingers slightly, and a wisp of sword energy emerged. The ethereal and holy artistic conception made Fan Qinghui look horrified, and felt an aura that was very similar to the sword code.
"If you can see the Cihang Sword Canon with your own eyes, you will definitely have some understanding of the way of heaven in this world!"
"The four great books, from easy to difficult, come on one by one!"
Gu Cheng was dissatisfied and waved away: "How? What do you think?"
Fan Qinghui showed a thoughtful look on his face, and his face calmed down, returning to his former fairy-like posture. He nodded and said: "Confucianism has the distinction between caring for oneself and benefiting the world at the same time. Buddhism also has the distinction between Hinayana and Mahayana. If I don't go to hell, who will?
It is an act of sacrificing one's life. In my "Cihang Sword Code", there is indeed a formula of 'break and then stand, fall and then rise'. It can be seen that those who cannot withstand the test and temper will not become great. Thank you for your guidance!"
Gu Chengdao: "Yes, my efforts were not in vain!"
Fan Qinghui's beautiful eyes were focused deeply, and he said slowly: "You want to get a glimpse of the supreme state of martial arts from Qing Hui. Qing Hui should do it for the sake of the people of the world. Please give up your delusions!"
Gu Cheng waved his hand: "Don't worry about the common people, I will inherit the throne in the future!"
Fan Qinghui frowned slightly: "You are a genius, why do you talk about idiots' dreams?"
Gu Cheng looked at her with a slightly strange expression: "Don't talk so much!"
"When you went south this time, you also saw that the Chen Dynasty was no longer able to stop the Sui Dynasty, and you wanted to profit from it. However, the general trend is that it is difficult to recover with manpower..."
Fan Qinghui was still advising. She was very eloquent and began to analyze the inevitable return of the world to the Sui Dynasty from all aspects. Gu Cheng listened casually and suddenly said: "Ning Daoqi and the four holy monks are traveling day and night, come and stop me?
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Fan Qinghui was slightly surprised, but did not deny it, nodded and said: "Yes!"
"Let them hurry up, otherwise it will be too late and they may not even dare to take action!"
Gu Cheng warned that there was a sudden sound outside and someone appeared to report to Anlong.
Not long after, An Long's respectful voice sounded: "Sir, the whereabouts of that person have been found!"
"good!"
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Jiankang began as the capital of the Eastern Wu Dynasty, and started the legend of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties during the Eastern Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties.
As the economic and cultural center during this period of the division of the Central Plains, it became the first city in the world with a population of more than one million. It was not easy, and the journey to the south allowed the Han nation to preserve the Zhengshuo of Chinese culture here, which is known as
It has been passed down through generations.
It is a pity that the golden powder is romantic, Wen Tian and Wu are playful, and the corruption of the Chen Dynasty has penetrated deep into the core.
At this time when the Sui Dynasty's army was pressing down on the country, there were still treacherous ministers who dared to withhold emergency documents, conceal military information, frame loyal soldiers, and compete for favors. It is really unjust even if they are immortal!
Shi Zhixuan walked on the street and looked at him coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.
Arriving at the palace city soon, he held the token and walked into the palace in a grand manner under the leadership of the eunuch.
It would be unimaginable to change to the Sui Dynasty, but who told Empress Chen to build three pavilions of Linchun, Jieqi, and Wangxian in front of the Guangzhao Palace, where she would listen to erotic songs all day long, play with concubines, and have the moonlight on the wall every night?
Where is the tree looking new?
What is exaggerated is that Shi Zhixuan came to Wangxian Pavilion at this time.
In the towering, extremely luxurious pavilions, there are countless beautiful women coming and going, either wearing beautiful clothes by the window, or leaning on the railing, with their arms and legs blowing in the wind, fluttering like gods.
Shi Zhixuan strolled in, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the peerless beauty sitting in the center surrounded by women.
The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the eucalyptus trees are shining in the back courtyard. She is charming and charming, and she is charming. It is not enough to describe her appearance. It is Zhang Lihua who is called Lihua's dead Chen by later generations.
"You broke Senior Sister Zhu's Yuan Yin and caused Master to vomit blood and die. How dare you really come here?"
However, at this moment, Zhang Lihua opened her red lips lightly, and a female voice containing infinite temptation sounded, but she looked familiar.
"Without Junior Sister Zhang's help, how could my brother have successfully succeeded? How could you have taken the position of the master of the harem?"
Shi Zhixuan smiled handsomely and casually told secrets that could make the outside world change their mind, but this was a matter of course in the Demon Sect.
Immediately, his face straightened: "None of the three paths of Tianlian True Passage and Destruction of Love is that person's opponent, not even Youniaojuan of Xieji Sect."