Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 277 Southbound
Zhongzhou Imperial Court.

Jingxiu Palace!
The winter in Zhongzhou is even colder than that in Haizhou, but inside Jingxiu Palace, it is as warm as spring. The warm air radiating from the ground dispels the cold of January.

A girl in gorgeous clothes walked on the soft lichen and entered Jingxiu Palace.

She had delicate features and a round oval face that looked quite sweet. There was a teardrop mole at the right corner of her eye. Perhaps because she was in a hurry, her fluffy hair was loose, making her look more charming.

The girl was Li Yuanzheng's only daughter, Princess Linyang, who was personally conferred the title by the late emperor.

"It's too hot in Jingxiu Palace. Let the servants outside light a charcoal fire." Princess Linyang stepped barefoot on the lichen, full of energy.

Yang Guifei, with a gentle smile, immediately ordered: "Listen to Linyang!"

The eunuchs outside soon became busy.

Princess Linyang happily threw herself into her mother's arms and said with a smile like a little girl, "Mother, can I stay here with you tonight?"

Yang Guifei nodded with a gentle smile.

Although this is against the rules, the Li dynasty is now on the verge of crumbling, and some of the rules in the palace have become formalities.

Princess Linyang gently rubbed Yang Guifei's beautiful shoulders. Yang Guifei slowly opened her beautiful eyes and said softly, "Do you like any of those martial arts geniuses that your father arranged?"

Princess Linyang immediately made a wronged and pitiful expression: "Mother, the child doesn't want to get married yet."

The imperial concubine was somewhat helpless: "Of course I know what you are thinking, but I think the Daozi Xu Tong of Dayan Sect is not bad, he is handsome, and has entered the fourth level at a young age, and his ranking on the Hidden Dragon List is also quite high."

Princess Linyang curled her lips, not knowing where her mind had drifted to, and suddenly asked, "Mother, what kind of person do you think Fang Xuan is?"

Yang Guifei, who had originally spoken softly, suddenly became serious: "He unified Haizhou and is now directly against my royal family. You shouldn't mention him!"

It's not Princess Linyang's fault. Fang Xuan is now ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List, which makes the Martial Temple decide not to set a first place.

Such a warrior is the ideal man in the hearts of countless women in Kyushu.

After she finished her temper, she held Princess Linyang's hand and said, "You can go to the Martial Temple more often when you have time."

Although the Wu Temple is now in a state of disunity with the Dayang Dynasty, its importance is known to every member of the royal family.

Princess Linyang stuck out her tongue and nodded in agreement: "I understand."

After that, Princess Linyang said with emotion: "I don't know if Lele is doing well in Wanzhou."

Yang Guifei's voice suddenly turned cold: "Linyang, you have to call him His Majesty. Even if he never returns to Zhongzhou in this life, you still have to call him His Majesty!"

"Although we didn't gain any benefits from the battle with the Red Eyebrow Rebels in Yanzhou this time, the situation in Wanzhou has improved a lot. Perhaps, Your Majesty, there will be a day when the dragon will return to Zhongzhou!"

Three days later, outside Ningjiang City.

Soon all the high-ranking officials of the Dragon Whale Army knew about Fang Xuanhe's trip to Zhongzhou.

Haizhou had just been taken, and everything needed to be rebuilt. However, Fang Xuan decided to go to Zhongzhou, and everyone was happy.

Because this time, Fang Xuan was going to the Temple of Martial Arts!
A place that all warriors in the world yearn for.

At the dock, Fang Li and Pu Anyu came to see Fang Xuan off on behalf of their two families.

In addition, the heads of other families in Haizhou except the Zheng family also came in person to see them off.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come home!"

Fang Li stood beside Fang Xuan, knowing that Fang Xuan made this trip for himself and Fang Lan. At the time of parting, a scholar could not even say more sensational words.

These few short words represent the most sincere thoughts in my heart and the only request I have for my brother.

Fang Xuan patted Fang Li's shoulder. His brother was becoming more and more responsible, and Fang Xuan was very pleased. "Do you still remember how to use the red jade? Don't worry about not having enough talisman jade. The most important thing is your own safety. Do you understand?"

Fang Li pursed his lips and nodded seriously.

A true farewell does not involve long pavilions or ancient roads, but just a morning like any other, with some people travelling far away and others waiting at home.

Fang Lan's eyes were already moist, and she rushed forward and hugged her brother tightly, "Brother, you must come back safely, you must!"

Fang Xuan smiled and rubbed the girl's head, "You've loved crying since you were a child. Now you're a beautiful young lady, but you're still like this."

Fang Lan pouted and forced a smile on her face, but tears kept falling like pearls.

Fang Xuan naturally understood in his heart that to be able to establish such a chamber of commerce in Haizhou, the dark-skinned girl was already capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility, and this gentleness would only be reserved for himself!
Zheng Chuan quietly handed over a talisman sword and said, "This is a treasure that has been passed down in the Zheng family for hundreds of years. It is worthy of a true genius like you! Go to the Martial Temple and practice well. I look forward to the day when you reach the pinnacle of martial arts!" With gratitude, Fang Xuan took the talisman sword and said, "Thank you, Master Zheng. After I leave, Xiaoli and Xiaolan will be in your care!"

Zheng Chuan cupped his hands and smiled at Fang Li and Zheng Anyan: "We are family and don't talk behind each other's backs. How can I let my good son-in-law get hurt?"

Fang Xuan said goodbye to everyone one by one.

Get on the boat and sail away.

Fang Xuan stood on the deck and looked over the crowd. In the distance, he saw Shui Houzi, Yixiantian, Sikong Xiao, and Ning Guanhai.
During the Lesser Cold, the wind is biting cold and thousands of ships are passing by on the river.

Fang Xuan stood on the deck and looked out, watching the merchant ships sailing in the distance, their sails inflated to their maximum length. He seemed to be back in the days of Pingjiang County.

But at that time, Fang Xuan was just a gangster in the gang and had no time to see the snow scene on the river.

"It would be a bit boring without her on this long journey." Fang Xuan sighed as Pu Anyu's beautiful face appeared in his mind.

Although Pu Anyu likes to make trouble, once he starts talking, he is like a loom, chattering non-stop.

Thinking this in his mind, Fang Xuan sat cross-legged on the deck, looking at the heirloom given by Zheng Chuan.

Xiang Jie came over with two jugs of wine, placed one in front of Fang Xuan, and started drinking it by himself.

Fang Xuan was about to put the talisman sword away when Xiang Jie said calmly, "It's an ancient talisman sword. It's a pity that the spiritual energy has dissipated. Otherwise, it would be a spiritual weapon of good quality!"

Fang Xuan asked: "Why?"

"The weapons of warriors in this world can be divided into seven grades. Treasures with spiritual energy can be upgraded to spiritual weapons by chance. They are also divided into seven grades. Above these are the legendary soul weapons."

"It's just that for us warriors, we should focus on strengthening our bodies, and weapons as a supplement. All kinds of miscellaneous techniques are not good enough."

Xiang Jie pointed at the talisman sword in Fang Xuan's hand and said, "This talisman sword is very old. It is estimated that it is difficult to find another person in the whole Haizhou who can recognize it. However, the spiritual energy in it has dissipated completely. It is no different from a treasure. It is really pitiful."

Fang Xuan frowned. It was the first time he heard the distinction between weapons, and he became more interested.

Thinking of the heavy black sword on his back, Fang Xuan guessed that this sword might also be a spiritual weapon, but its rank was not high.

As if he could see what Fang Xuan was thinking, Xiang Jie pointed at the heavy sword without edge and asked, "Can I have a look?"

Fang Xuan handed the heavy sword to Xiang Jie.

Xiang Jie studied it for a moment and couldn't help but admire it: "The sword body is forged with dragon scales, and the sword core is a grown dragon tendon. If the dragon energy in it can be fully activated, it will be worthy of being a fourth-grade spiritual weapon!"

Fang Xuan was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that the heavy sword that Diwu Qingyue casually gave him would be so precious!

But thinking of the other party's powerful body, even the legendary Horcrux would only be reduced to dust in the hands of Diwu Qingyue!
Fang Xuan nodded thoughtfully and began to temper the dragon scales.

Afterwards, Xiang Jie left the deck, either looking at the sea or lowering his head in deep thought.

Gradually, Fang Xuan discovered that Xiang Jie particularly liked drinking, and he never took off the wine gourd around his waist.

Fang Xuan continued to temper the dragon scales on the deck, while Xiang Jie drank alone and enjoyed the scenery, often sitting there for the entire day.

One day near noon, Fang Xuan saw Xiang Jie finish drinking again and make a strange gesture towards the sky.

After a few days of observation, this seems to be Xiang Jie's unique habit.

Fang Xuan dispersed all the energy in his body, stood up and walked towards Xiang Jie: "Brother Xiang, do you like drinking?"

Xiang Jie was stunned for a moment, then turned around and glanced at Fang Xuan, then smiled and said, "That's not the case, it's just that the senior I admire is a true wine expert!"

Fang Xuan nodded silently.

After a pause, Xiang Jie, with the cold wind blowing on his face, said softly: "He is really a true warrior. If I can be as free and easy as him, my life will not be in vain.

But ever since he became the wall guardian, I can no longer see him!"

Fang Xuan listened quietly to Xiang Jie's soliloquy, and noticed a new word, wondering: "Wall Guardian?"

After a moment of silence, Xiang Jie gently patted Fang Xuan's shoulder and said, "This world is far more complicated than you think. Jiuzhou is nothing special."

After he finished speaking, seeing the strong curiosity in Fang Xuan's eyes, Xiang Jie shook his head lightly and said, "You will know all this in the future!"

(End of this chapter)