The two fought for three hours, but there was no clear winner.

In the end, Feng Qingyang was defeated by half a move.

"I have been defeated. It is true that every generation has its own talented people, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years!"

"No, it's because you are old, your energy and blood are declining, and your physical strength is weak, so this is the case. It's not a defeat at all."

"If you lose, you lose!"

Feng Qingyang is very stubborn.

"Well, your Dugu Nine Swords is well-deserved."

"Your Qinglian swordsmanship is not bad either!"

"Haha!"

The two smiled at each other, reminiscing, feeling, and cherishing each other.

A swordsman is lonely, and a peerless swordsman is even more lonely.

And meeting an opponent is a lifetime of luck.

Just like Ye Gucheng met Ximen Chuxue,

Feng Qingyang met Zhou Xian

"You don't need me to teach you Dugu Jiujian, right?"

Feng Qingyang smiled.

"I’ve learned them all, just thirteen words!"

"Oh, what about those thirteen words?"

"Anticipate the enemy’s moves, strike later but arrive first, and win without any moves!"

"Good, good! You have mastered the essence of anticipating the enemy's moves, striking first, and winning without any moves."

"No, do you have a dream?"

"Hmm?"

Feng Qingyang was very confused. Okay, you talk to me about your dream.

"I have a dream, the unification of the nine provinces, the great peace of the world. To be honest, I am a scholar, I set my mind on heaven and earth, my life on the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the saints, and bring peace to the world for all eternity.

This is my lifelong pursuit."

Zhou Xian's eyes were firm and solemn, and that kind of firmness was frightening.

Facing his eyes, I unconsciously wanted to dodge.

Wuqing, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the distance, felt complicated when he heard Zhou Xian's words. He didn't know how many times he had said these words to her, to Ye Gucheng, to Ximen Chuxue, to Zhuge Xiaohua, to Shangguan Haitang, to Duan Tianya, to Cheng Shifei, to Zhu Wusi

, to Cao Zhengchun, to Yu Huatian, to Emperor Zhengde...

He said this to almost every master he met and anyone he thought was useful.

But most people sneered, Or maybe she thought he was fanciful and boastful, but she was the one who saw through his mind. What this man said was all true. He wanted the nine provinces to be unified and the world to be united. But how many people could truly be his confidants?

Maybe she was half, and Emperor Zhengde was half.

The sage does nothing but can do everything. The sage is selfless and can therefore achieve his own goals.

The worldly people only seek for one lifetime, while the sage seeks for all sentient beings for eternity. The sage is the most selfish in the eyes of the world. He does not seek the present, does not seek certain people, or even the happiness of this world.

The sage's vision is too far, and his beliefs are so firm that it is terrifying. , he is a rebel in the eyes of the world.

Nothing can stop him, and he can do anything to achieve his goal.

What he loved in the past, he doesn't love, what he wants in this world, he doesn't want.

This is a saint, a person who is destined to walk alone.

And Zhou Xian wants to be a saint, wants to do such a great thing, it is destined to be difficult and lonely.

At this moment, Wuqing suddenly felt a little distressed for the person in front of him.

He is talented, the top scorer in high school, eloquent, a martial arts genius, a kendo wizard, such a person, no matter where he is, no matter what he does?

He should live a colorful and colorful life. Very good, but if he attempts to take such a path, he may die halfway, be extremely miserable, and be despised by the world.

If Zhou Xian could hear the voice in her heart and know his thoughts, he would probably laugh.

So I am so great? How come I don’t know?

There are some things that he just says out of habit. As for what he really thinks, how many people know?

Maybe even the system doesn’t know. The so-called seeing through his mind before was just a disguise of the system.

What you think you think, is it really what you think?

He especially remembered a conversation in his previous life,

"The gun went off. Did you see who fired it?"

"I can't see clearly, he is standing on the moral high ground, he is in the sunshine."

What Zhou Xian wants to do is to always stand on the moral high ground, bathe in the sunshine, kill people with a sword, but no one can see clearly.

……

Feng Qingyang stared at Zhou Xian for a long time with a serious expression.

After a while, he slowly said,"It's very difficult! Almost impossible!"

"I know, but man can conquer nature. Some things have to be done by someone. Even if you die, you still have to have dreams. What if they come true?

Yugong moved the mountains, Jingwei filled the sea. As long as generations do it, even if I can't see it, future generations will always see it."

"You are very eloquent, but the reality is cruel. The martial arts world is not as simple as you think.

I learned swordplay at the age of 5 and became a disciple of Mount Hua. I was gifted and successful at a young age. My dream at that time was to become the best swordsman in the world and to promote the Mount Hua sword school and make it the best sect. What a pity!……"

Feng Qingyang was filled with mixed feelings, and all kinds of emotions surged into his heart, with regrets, nostalgia, and regrets.

"Forget it, there is no point in talking any more, just follow me and do something!"

After talking so much, this is Zhou Xian's purpose.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Xian whispered, he didn't want too many people to know about this matter

"Kill Kangxi and destroy the Qing Dynasty!"

"What?"Feng Qingyang's face changed wildly. What was Zhou Xian trying to do? Was he setting a precedent?

Since the end of the Wu Dynasty in Jiuzhou, no emperor of any country had been successfully assassinated. There were many people who tried to assassinate the emperor, but none of them succeeded. Among them, there were many great masters, and even some were said to be celestial beings.

But without exception, they all failed. It was too difficult to kill the emperor.

"The young Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty had a dragon-protecting clan around him, and there was more than one grandmaster. Moreover, the emperor was protected by dragon veins, and he could not be killed without a spiritual weapon."

Feng Qingyang also secretly transmitted the message with a solemn expression.

The dragon-protecting clan, they were highly skilled in martial arts, but rarely showed up, always hiding within the high walls of the palace, loyally protecting the safety of the emperor and his family, and thus earned the title of"dragon-protecting clan".

They were the hidden masters of the Qing court, and there might be more than one grandmaster. Of course, other countries in Kyushu, not as good as the Qin, Ming, and Jin, all had such masters who protected the emperor, but they were just called differently.

"Dad, what are they doing?"Yue Lingshan looked at the two of them and was very confused.

"This is a secret method, a way to transmit sound in secret, only those who are above the Xiantian level can master it. I told you not to practice well, and now you are only half a step into the Xiantian realm."

Yue Buqun scolded. Although he wanted to know what Zhou Xian and the others said, he had no way to do it.

""Master Feng and him should be discussing something important." Ning Zhongze said.

She was shocked by so many things today. The origin of the sword energy dispute, Master Feng's 'resurrection', and another world-shaking battle.

"I have a spiritual weapon, the Ming Dynasty's East Emperor Sword! Grandmaster, I can defeat you, and I have also called a helper, who is as talented in swordsmanship as you. If we plan properly, we will surely be able to kill with one blow!"

Zhou Xian was very confident, because he was familiar with The Deer and the Cauldron. Even if there were some deviations here, they were 89% accurate.

"Destroy the Qing Dynasty, and the war will start. I don't know how many lives will be lost!"

Feng Qingyang couldn't bear it.

"As long as the Nine Provinces are not unified, the war will not stop. Only when the Nine Provinces are unified can there be eternal peace!

Moreover, the Qing Dynasty was ignorant and cruel, bloodthirsty, and oppressed the Han people. Liangzhou originally belonged to the Ming Dynasty. If it were not for the incompetence of the descendants of the Western Emperor, it would still be the Western Ming Dynasty, the world of the Han people!

It is only natural to take what originally belongs to us! We cannot lose an inch of our ancestral land!

No marriage, no compensation, no cession of land, no tribute, the emperor guards the national gate, and the king dies for the country! This is the spirit of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Good, good ancestral land, not an inch of it can be lost!

Good, no marriage, no compensation, no cession of land, no tribute, the emperor guards the national gate, the king dies for the country!

Then I will accompany you for a trip, and let me know when you are ready!"

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