Zongwu: In the snow of storytelling, Li Hanyi rewards and urges updates

"Xu Fengnian and his party returned to Beiliang non-stop. He was on tenterhooks all the way and was afraid of his impulsiveness. It was not until they reached the border of Beiliang that he felt completely relieved, knowing that this trip was completely safe.

After returning to Beiliang, Li Chungang is also leaving. He is going to find Jiang Ni and pass on his martial arts skills to this little girl who looks a bit like Fengdu's green robe, and he will completely withdraw from the world.

The old Li Chungang and Xu Fengnian, who were in their prime, parted ways in officialdom. "

Li Chungang sighed softly: "Xu boy, if we say goodbye today, there will be no possibility of seeing each other again. Is there anything you want in me?" '

Xu Fengnian said: "Old senior, what can you do!"I have learned how to use your two-sleeved green snake. Even if you teach me how to use your sword to open the gate of heaven, I can’t learn it.

If there's anything left on your body, it's probably this old sheepskin fur. This dress looks older than me, so forget it! '

Li Chungang didn't belong to his mother-in-law, so he turned around and left.

He walked slowly on the official road with his hands behind his back, his back hunched. After a hundred steps, he seemed to know that His Highness the Crown Prince was watching, so he waved without turning around.

Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to cover the setting sun, and pursed his lips tightly.

The life of the old sword god was already exciting enough.

Trojan cow.Fengdu green robe.sword god.

He was equally astonishing when he came out again.

Daxueping came with a sound of sword.Emperor Wu's city sword opened the gate of heaven.Guangling River beheaded [-] cavalry.

And the one-armed old man with buttoned feet in sheepskin fur.

It is already a ray of afterglow in the rivers and lakes.

Xu Fengnian looked at the retreating figure and murmured: "One person can make the entire world feel old. This is really an extremely domineering technical job. Senior, I can't help you reward him." '

"The old sword god has retired from the world."

The audience in the audience all sighed.

They knew that after the old sword god and Xu Fengnian left, there would probably be no more stories about him in the future.

After all, Su Chen had said a long time ago that the story of the fierce sword in the snow was about Xu Fengnian, not Li Chungang.

But they were still reluctant to part with such a talented person.

"Mr. Su, after the old sword god and Xu Fengnian left, did he retire from the world?"

"Yes." Su Chen didn't hide anything.

"Then where did the old sword god retire to? Has he ever left the mountain again?"

Su Chen thought for a while and said, "Li Chungang took action again after that. This time it was the end of his life. Moreover, this time he took action not to fight, but to leave behind his ambition."

"Can you tell us about it?"

Everyone became interested immediately.

Su Chen didn't hide it either.

"After leaving, Li Chungang found Jiang Ni, and took root in a rice field farmhouse between the red deer cave in the south of the Yangtze River and the green waters and green mountains, and patiently taught her his sword skills.

Until that day when Li Chungang knew that his life was about to end. "

"That day, Wang Xianzhi, a burly old man with white hair and white beard, came out of Emperor Wu City.

This time he left the city, and along the way, there were already eight thousand cavalry hanging behind him within a hundred miles!

When passing through Guangling Road, I followed the three thousand cavalry, and then went south to the territory under the jurisdiction of King Yanchi, and followed the three thousand cavalry. In the middle, there was an urgent secret order from the capital of 0 miles, and another two thousand cavalry were added. [-]

No matter what he wanted to do, these eight thousand cavalry just watched from a distance and didn't intervene.

Eight thousand riders still did not dare to get close to Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi was wearing a coarse linen robe and a pair of hemp shoes. He was holding a seven or eight-year-old girl in green, walking as fast as flying, and passed a galloping horse.

One old and one young, people are horrified and raised eyebrows. "

"The little girl tilted her head and asked: 'Grandpa, where are we going?'

Wang Xianzhi probably smiled sternly for a while, but for the first time around this child, he became more talkative and said: "I'm going to see an old friend."He is both a senior and a confidant. '

The child hummed but didn't quite understand, so he pretended to understand and nodded and said, "Old friend." '

The old man smiled and said, "Old friend means old friend."But if you go too late, even if you are a deceased person, it doesn’t matter whether you see him or not. '

The child in green silk clothes said obediently: "Grandpa, let's hurry up!" '"

"Wang Xianzhi suddenly stopped. When he saw the little girl blinking her eyes and looking confused, she smiled and said: 'Green Fish, wait a moment, we will meet that old friend in three hundred miles, and I need to catch some flies.'

The old man is gone in an instant, and returned in an instant.

Then he picked up the little girl nicknamed Green Fish and moved on.

Among the eight thousand cavalry, the first five hundred vanguard cavalrymen fell on their backs and did not dare to cross the thunder pool even half a step further.

On this day, the capital received news, and the emperor was shocked: Emperor Wu and Wang Xianzhi left the city of Emperor Wu. "

"'Li Chungang, an old man in sheepskin fur, came to a dilapidated yellow mud house. In front of the house there was a pond that had no water for a long time.

When I was young, I went down the mountain to travel around the world. I once bought a herring and a red carp in the market, and released them to raise in the small pond in front of my house.

I was extremely conceited at the beginning, thinking that if I only stayed in Jianghu for half a year, I would be invincible and I would be bored and come back.

After stabbing you, I went to the Demon Slaying Platform and took your ashes back home, only to see that the house was in ruins.

The water in the pond is dry, the lotus leaves are all withered, and the two green and red tails in the pond are also missing.

Li Chungang climbed the mountain along the overgrown mountain road. The top of the mountain was where he practiced his sword. The top of the mountain seemed to have been hacked away by the swordsman to fill the sea. A smooth cliff suddenly appeared on the mountain flat.

This cliff was hit by the sword energy of Li Chungang, who was very energetic when he was young. It is covered with ravines and mottled areas. "

"Li Chungang came to the mountain flat, squatted in front of a deserted tomb, and pulled out the weeds. The tombstone had no words, leaving only an unknown sword from her youth to accompany her.

Li Chungang looked at the mountain wall with cloudy eyes and smiled lightly.

'How can I, Li Chungang, decay and die of old age?

How can there be a day when I can't lift the sword?

How can I be willing to fly up without you?

Is there anything more boring in the world than being a god? '

The old man looked back at Gu Xiao's tomb and said softly: "Li Chungang is the only swordsman in the world, and I am the only one with the most famous sword in the world. This is Li Chungang's swordsmanship before he was 30 years old." '

'From now on, as you wish, as old guy Qi Xuanzhen thinks, if the mountain doesn't come, then I will be there, and if I don't go, then there will be the mountain.If there are mountains blocking the way ahead, I will clear the mountains for those who come after me.This is Li Chungang’s swordsmanship! '"

"'Lupaoer, what do you think of this sword?'

Li Chungang pulled out the ancient sword that hadn't been drawn for half a century, and with a light stroke, split the entire cliff.

Li Chungang raised his head and said loudly: "Deng Tai, I will lend you a sword, do you dare to take it?" ! '

There was a 5.1 voice coming from the sky like thunder, "Why don't you dare, Mrs. Deng?"Thank you Li Chungang for pioneering the way of swordsmanship for us! '

Toss lightly.

The sword flew out into the sky.

After the old man in sheepskin fur threw his sword, he didn't watch the magnificent scene where the immortal opened the mountain with his sword, but just sat in front of the grave.

The old man, who had never said a word of love to a woman in his life, whispered softly, just talking and listening to her. "

"The sky was getting dark, and the old man in sheepskin fur had blurry vision, as if an old man in his twilight years was sleepy and dozed off.

He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and saw a green robe trotting towards him.

He whispered: "Green robe." '

Green Yi stood timidly in front of him and said softly: "My name is Lu Yu'er." '

The one-armed old man was already on the verge of death. He closed his eyelids but still raised his hands tremblingly.

'Green robe'? '

I don't know why the little green clothes were so connected. He stretched out his little hand, held the old man's hand, nodded and said: "Yes!" '"

Su Chen took a deep breath and looked at almost all the audience members with tears in their eyes, and his tone became a little lower.

"At this point, Li Chungang has passed into silence..."

The audience was silent, with faint sounds of sobbing.

Both men and women are all moved.

Because of Li Chungang's story, many people entered the world of fierce swordsmen in the snow.

It is also because of the old sword god's chic and unrestrained style that he has escaped into the world. But after all, the story in the snow is the story of the new generation.

Old Sword God, Old Sword God, the word "old" indicates his era.

When you get old, you will eventually give way to those who come after you.

But even when he is old, the things he once did will always be engraved in the hearts of some people.

The body will die, but the ideal will never die.

Just like his ideal, Li Chungang left a stunning mark in the world.

Without Li Chungang's Jianghu, the story would still continue.

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Chapter 117: Summary of Li Chungang’s life; Su Chen surprised the judge with his eulogy [Please order the full version]

What is the relationship between the new generation and the old era?

When young people grow up and realize the power they have, they continue to make noises. They no longer knock on the door, but rush in and occupy the throne of the older generation. The air is filled with their shouts.

There are also those among the older generation who imitate the younger generation, imitating each other’s antics and desperately trying to prove that their own time has not passed yet.

They competed and shouted with the most active group of young people, but the voices in their mouths became hollow and boring;

They are like poor sluts who, even though their years have passed, still hope to regain the illusion of youth through heavy makeup and frivolous debauchery.

The wiser ones generously moved out of the way, revealing some kind of inclusive sarcasm in their restrained smiles, because they still remembered that they had also trampled under their feet those who were firmly on the throne, and had been so unbridled. They were clamoring and unruly, and they had foreseen that this group of warriors holding torches high above their heads would one day give way to human beings. There is no final motto in the world.

Those who speak impassioned words think that the truth they speak is unprecedented, but in fact those words have been spoken hundreds of times before, and even the tone is surprisingly consistent.