The counterattack of the villains

Deng Tai'a waved his hands dumbfoundingly and said: "It doesn't have to be like this, I don't have anything, so I can't give you any gifts."

After saying this, he seemed to think of something again, subconsciously looked down at the wooden box in his hand, and sighed inwardly.

Then he handed the wooden box in front of Xu Fengnian, and said solemnly: "These twelve flying swords can be regarded as following Deng's life. Deng's flying sword killing skills are all in this box."

"If you like it, take it, and treat it as a gift from my uncle to my nephew."

Zheng Zhaluoli secretly smiled, the twelve flying swords and his sword control skills were originally intended to be used to repay kindness.

But Xu Fengnian turned this repayment into a meeting gift, so that Mrs. Deng didn't repay Wu Su's kindness at all.

Standing behind Xu Fengnian, Xu Zhihu, Ning Emei, Wei Shuyang and others were both amused and happy for Xu Fengnian.

Just seeing a gift and calling uncle, you can get such an immeasurable meeting gift, it's just like picking up in vain.

To everyone's surprise, Xu Fengnian did not take the wooden box, but pushed it back.

He smiled at Deng Tai'a and said, "Uncle, with his miraculous skills, he can kill even land gods, who in the world dares to say that he can't look down on him?"

"However, my nephew is walking in the way of the sword. As a swordsman, what's the matter with learning the art of controlling the sword halfway?"

"These twelve flying swords can only reflect their value if they are in the hands of my uncle. If they fall into the hands of others, they will only be humiliated."

If he wanted to learn the art of controlling the sword, he could have learned it from Luo Li long ago. How could it be Deng Tai'a's turn to pass on the sword?

After seeing the power of Zheng Zha's Dao of the Sword many times, now he just wants to concentrate on the Dao of the Sword, practice it thoroughly, and become a master of the Dao of the Sword.

Hearing what Xu Fengnian said, Deng Tai'a looked at him with admiration, nodded appreciatively and said: "Yes, with such a firm heart of chasing the way, the future achievements will be limitless."

"Since everything is over here, I'll take my leave first. I owe your mother a kindness that I can only pay back later."

Xu Fengnian said respectfully: "Uncle, walk slowly. When you have time, you might as well come to Beiliang for a walk. My nephew will sweep the bed and wait."

Deng Tai'a smiled, nodded to Xu Fengnian, turned around and jumped down the tower, found his donkey, and rode out of Emperor Wu City on the donkey backwards.

……

On Wudang Mountain, hundreds of yellow cranes soared and circled, and the sea of ​​clouds boiled on the 72 peaks, and finally swam to the main peak like 72 white dragons.

Because of Emperor Zhenwu's birthday, the mighty pilgrims who went up the mountain to burn incense looked up almost at the same time, watching this vision.

"Emperor Zhenwu has appeared!"

I don't know who yelled such a sentence, tens of thousands of awe-inspiring pilgrims immediately bowed to the ground in unison.

Ordinary people in the world, if you tell them the classics of sages, mysterious morality, and difficult Dharma, it will often be of little benefit and use.

On the contrary, when you see something that is simple and obvious, you will like or be afraid.

Just like ordinary people in Shengdou, seeing the knives, guns and sticks in the hands of those ruffians, or the splendid patched clothes and eight-carrying sedan chairs of officials and lords.

Therefore, Buddhism has eighteen hells, which make people tremble with fear, while Taoism has all kinds of real people and immortals who save the world and help the people.

These things, the high-ranking scholars disdain to talk about, but to the common people in the streets and alleys, they are the most shocking.

After the Lord of the Big Dipper died, Emperor Zhenwu sat in Wudang and commanded the north. At its peak, countless pilgrims from the south would come to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Now Wudang's prestige is declining, but most of the people in the north are still quite devout and trustworthy.

Especially with the sea of ​​clouds billowing above the sky and the roar of yellow cranes, who would disrespect God?

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoping from the Purple Bamboo Forest showed an inexplicable look of excitement on his face that had always been calm, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, the junior brother has finally succeeded."

Under a newly built thatched shed, Hong Xixiang opened his closed eyes, and the ancient sword hanging under the eaves of the main hall immediately sensed it. Without anyone's control, it broke the binding rope by itself, and flew to the place with its sheath. Beside Hong Xixiang, he danced around him, just like old friends reunited, happy and joyful.

There is also a huge crane flying from the back mountain, circling above his head.

Wang Chonglou, who has been here to protect the Dharma for Hong Xixiang, knelt down on the ground in tears, and said: "Disciple Wang Chonglou, welcome the patriarch."

Hong Xixiang's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Wang Chonglou stared blankly at Hong Xixiang, and asked cautiously, "Are you... are you the Patriarch or the Junior Brother?"

Hong Xixiang blinked at Wang Chonglou, grinned and said, "Lu Dongxuan is me, I am not Lu Dongxuan, I am Hong Xixiang."

Although the words were a bit convoluted, Wang Chonglou understood his meaning in an instant, and a happy smile appeared on his face with tears in his eyes.

Hong Xixiang straightened his expression, counted his fingers in a pretentious manner, and said in a serious manner: "Well, I will release the lottery today, and I should go to Jiangnan."

Jiangnan is good, it is best to be in red.

The corner of Wang Chonglou's mouth twitched, and he said nonchalantly: "I received news that Xu Fengnian went on a killing spree in the south of the Yangtze River a few months ago, slaughtered the whole family of Lu's family, and took Xu Zhihu away. She should follow Xu Fengnian now." Went to Wudi City."

This is awkward.

Hong Xixiang blushed, picked up the ancient sword flying by his side, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Brother, Wudang will be hard on you."

"Hahaha..." Wang Chonglou laughed heartily, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Go, go."

Hong Xixiang raised his head and waved to the crane in the sky. The crane immediately flew down in front of him and bowed down respectfully.

Hong Xixiang patted the dust off his body, then rode on the yellow crane and flew to the east.

……

Emperor Wu City.

Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi finished talking about the past, and chatted about that place again. The two made an appointment to go there together 17 years later.

In this way, the Devil team will get two top-quality Grand Master players.

The devil team now has seventeen reincarnation players, and with the addition of Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi, the devil team has only the last spot left.

They will decide according to the situation whether to give Xu Fengnian or Cao Changqing the last spot.

But at the end of Xu Fengnian, there are a lot of women like Jiang Ni, Qingniao, Sweet Potato, and Pei Nanwei. Hehe girls basically haven't run away now, so it's hard to say whether he will still be willing to go when the time comes.

There is a high probability that Cao Changqing is willing to go, as long as he is tempted by resurrecting Empress Xichu, that is, Jiang Ni's mother, he will probably board the boat.

After all, that woman, no matter before or now, has always been the white moonlight in his heart.

"Senior Wang, I heard people say that you were also in the capital on the day my mother was attacked."

Hearing Xu Fengnian's question, everyone on the tower was breathless and subconsciously turned their attention to Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi frowned slightly, nodded calmly and said, "I was in the capital at that time."

Xu Fengnian said sternly: "My family investigated and recorded this incident in the booklet, but no one has ever regarded you as a suspect."

"Because we all know that if you made a move that day, my mother would not be able to leave the capital alive."

Wang Xianzhi said: "The purpose of my going to the capital has nothing to do with your mother."

Xu Fengnian said: "I just want to ask senior, who were the people who besieged and killed my mother back then."

Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said, "I didn't hit that battle, so I can't answer this question for you."

Xu Fengnian took out a piece of paper from his bosom, handed it to Wang Xianzhi, and asked: "Dare to ask senior, is this person in the capital that day?"

Wang Xianzhi took the paper and looked at it, and saw the words "Han Diao Temple" written on it, and said affirmatively, "He is here."

After speaking, he waved his hand casually, and a burst of scorching true energy turned the piece of paper into ashes.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Very well, he finally confirmed the identity of an enemy.

After opening his eyes, Xu Fengnian asked again: "Senior, what did Lao Huang say before he died?"

Hearing Xu Fengnian mention Jian Jiuhuang, Wang Xianzhi sighed lightly, and said: "He said... Come, serve the young master wine."

Hot tears fell from Xu Fengnian's eyes in an instant, he cupped his fists silently to Wang Xianzhi, then picked up Lao Huang's sword box, carried his wine pot, turned and went downstairs.

Zheng Zha said to Wang Xianzhi: "Old Wang, see you in 17 years."

Wang Xianzhi smiled and nodded, "I'm waiting for your invitation."

……

Xu Fengnian and his party did not choose to return by the same route. When they came, they took a boat from Jianzhou and went straight to the East China Sea through the Shejiang River.

When they went back, they took the carriage arranged by Wang Xianzhi, detoured to Huzhou, passed Hezhou through Guangling County, and then returned to the old road of Jianzhou.

Because Xu Fengnian had promised Lu Qiantang to scatter his ashes into the Guangling River.

After driving for a day, Xu Fengnian and his party took a break in Fuchun City, Fuyang County, Huzhou, where they lived in a house of relatives in Chengmu.

Early the next morning, Luoli went to Xu Zhihu's room as usual, and used spiritual power to recuperate her body.

This is what Luoli has been doing since she left Jiangnan.

Since Xu Zhihu married and went to Jiangnan, he was already unwell due to the acclimatization of the environment, and he has not received good care from the Lu family during this period.

Even in winter, they didn't even give her a piece of charcoal, so that the wind and cold entered her body, and the root of the disease fell.

I have been in such an environment for many years, and my life is worse than that of a servant girl, and finally my minor illness has become a serious illness.

When Xu Fengnian arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, she was already terminally ill and almost exhausted.

Fortunately, Zheng Zha and Luo Li came at this time, and the superiority of spiritual power over true energy gave her a chance to survive.

During this journey, Luoli repaired her broken body with spiritual power, revived her vitality, and then further cut down the hair and washed the marrow.

As long as she persists in this way, one day she will be cured and her body will become healthier.

In this way, Hong Xixiang no longer has to forcefully open the gate of heaven, and at the cost of reconciliation with the soldiers and practicing the righteous way of heaven and earth for 300 years, send her to ascend to immortality, and let her wait for Hong Xixiang for 300 years instead.

After today's conditioning, Xu Zhihu took Luo Li's hand and took Er Qiao to the back garden to enjoy the flowers.

The little maid with delicate features saw that her young lady's face was rosy and her health was getting better day by day. She no longer coughed up blood like before, and became much more lively and cheerful.

She picked off a bright red rose, put it on Qiong's nose and sniffed it, and then said with a smile: "I heard from the prince that the lady loved to wear red dresses and red clothes before, why Er Qiao has never seen it before?" ?”

Xu Zhihu was a little distracted when he heard the words, looked at the direction of Beiliang and said softly: "You are still young, so you don't understand."

Er Qiao pouted and muttered, "He's not young."

She rolled her eyes, looked at Luoli and smiled, "Sister Li is not young, she should understand, right?"

Luoli doesn't like being called Mrs. Zheng, especially a little girl like Er Qiao, so she asks Er Qiao to call her sister.

Luoli pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Elder Sister's red dress and red clothes are only for one person to see. If that person is not around, it's meaningless to wear or not."

Er Qiao secretly glanced at his young lady, and said timidly: "Miss, don't be angry if I say something."

Xu Zhihu smiled and said, "Let's listen."

Er Qiao said cautiously: "His Royal Highness chatted with Er Qiao once, saying that there is a coward on Wudang Mountain who still secretly likes Miss all these years."

Xu Zhihu looked up at the sky and sighed softly, "That's my brother who lied to you."

Er Qiao whispered: "Actually, Miss is also waiting in her heart, isn't she?"

Xu Zhihu raised his hand and flicked the little girl's smooth forehead, and said angrily, "You shameless little girl."

Er Qiao blushed, puffed out her cheeks and sulked.

"唳"

Just at this time, a clear bird song sounded from the sky, as if announcing his arrival.

Everyone in the house looked up and saw a huge crane hovering above their heads.

Figures flickered on the courtyard wall, and soon Zheng Zha, Xu Fengnian, Li Chungang, Miss Hehe and others all rushed to the garden.

The next moment, a figure jumped down from the crane's back and fell like a meteor, but when it landed, it was as light as nothing, not even a single shock.

The little maid, Er Qiao, was surprised and subconsciously moved behind Xu Zhihu.

Seeing that the person who came was a young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, she gently tugged at Xu Zhihu's sleeve, and asked blankly: "Miss, are you an immortal from heaven?"

Xu Zhihu's eyes were red, he turned his head away from looking at the Taoist priest, like a little girl said angrily: "What kind of god is it, it's just a stinky Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain."

Wudang Mountain?Stinky Taoist?
Er Qiao's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Could it be that coward His Royal Highness said?"

"Uh……"

"puff"

Hearing her words, Hong Xixiang's face flushed red, revealing an expression of embarrassment, while Xu Zhihu, whose eyes were flushed, couldn't help laughing out.

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "That's right, it's that coward on Wudang Mountain."

Zheng Zha joked: "What coward? It's clearly a great god. Others have traversed the entire Liyang from west to east in a short period of time, which is more than 4000 miles."

Luoli laughed and said, "That's what the cranes flew by. It's the little crane who is tired, and he didn't do anything himself."

Zheng Zha sang with his daughter-in-law, and immediately said: "That's right, I will get some more fish for Xiao He'er later, and reward him well."

The crane that landed on the courtyard wall was also miraculous, it seemed to understand their words, and it uttered a clear cry with joy.

All the people present in the courtyard were overjoyed, but it made Hong Xixiang blush up to the neck.

Li Chungang looked at the ancient sword on Hong Xixiang's back, and he knew the origin of Hong Xixiang's identity.

Listening to the teasing and joking of several people, Hong Xixiang clasped his fists to them with a shy expression, and said with a smile: "I have met your son, Mr. Zheng, Mrs. Zheng."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Well, I've seen it, and then?"

Hong Xixiang blushed and secretly glanced at Xu Zhihu, hesitant to speak.

Xu Zhihu's mood was calmed down by Xu Fengnian and others' gags, and she finally asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Hong Xixiang said weakly: "Hong Xixiang."

"What are you here for?"

"That year at Lotus Peak, you said you wanted to ride a crane."

Xu Zhihu turned his back to this coward.

Zheng Zha booed, "That's it? Can you do it, great god?"

Luo Li laughed and said, "She wants to ride a crane, so what?"

Xu Fengnian cursed angrily: "Don't you even dare to say a word? Are you a fucking man?"

Being so provoked by the three of them, Hong Xixiang took a deep breath and said loudly in front of everyone: "Xu Zhihu, I like you."

"Believe it or not, I have loved you for 700 years, so there is no one in this world who has loved you longer than me. In the next life, I will still love you."

Er Qiao blinked her watery eyes, her little head was a mess.

700 years?next life?
What is this all about?
The lady is under 30 years old, where is the 700 years? (end of this chapter)