After drinking with Zhu Cijing, he went from Beiliang palace to zuihua building, and then from zuihua building to roadside wine shop. He chose a lame horse with poor foot strength. He was wobbly and didn't know where to go. Chen Diao Temple looked down at the lame horse and thought of some lame people. It seemed that they would inevitably break their legs.
Of course, it's not that I don't look down on these people. It's just that I feel a lot of emotion. I should have been born the best and had the best road. That's to say, I went all the way up to the fourteenth level without any obstacles and became some famous young martial brothers of sword cultivation. Before the age of one hundred, the fifteenth level was not a problem. Now it's extremely difficult to refine Qi. Practicing boxing is hard and he can afford it, When he first met them, they were not martial brothers. He was lame, and there was a lot of light in his eyes. It was not hatred, but he believed in the sincerity, goodness and beauty of the world, which he had always expected.
The second lame man was Liang Wang, who crossed the three continents and was overwhelmed by 300000 iron cavalry. When the old man was drunk, he also talked about how he used to fight in the north city when he was young, so he went into the wilderness and was lucky to meet the regret that he could not make up for in his whole life.
Chen Diao Temple didn't believe it. When he went to Zhenbei City, he asked him that there was a pretty young swordsman with good talent. Unfortunately, he was abandoned. Later, he didn't know where he went. He might have died in the wild world or old age.
Chen Diao Temple doesn't want the young swordsman, who is praised by the swordsmen in Zhenbei City, to be the king of Liang. He wants the king of Liang to be the king of Liang, not the swordsman. If he is the swordsman, what a pity he would have. When the hero is dying, ordinary people don't know how sad he is, but he probably knows something, At least sometimes he will see some envy from Lingyun's eyes, which is very deep, but it can't be hidden after all.
In the morning, Zhu Cijing, who came out of the weeds, kicked Chen Diao temple and said, "Lao Chen, let's go to the wild?"
"Well, go to the wild." Chen Diao temple said in a dreamy way that he had never been so drunk for a long time.
Zhu Cijing turned to pick up Chen Diao temple, "I'm serious."
Chen Diao Temple rubbed his face, still drunk and confused. Zhu Cijing threw Chen Diao temple on the ground and sat down. He whispered: "the old man has been to the wilderness before."
"I know it's not against the law to brag." Chen Diao temple said, covering his forehead.
Zhu Cijing really wants to kick the bastard around him to death. He knows that Chen Diao Temple always does not like to listen to other people's thoughts, and does not like to listen to other people's oral stories. It is not that he really does not like them, but that he feels troublesome. It is the people he cares about. After listening to them, he always thinks about many things and is tired; It's a waste of time for irrelevant people to talk and listen.
But he is a very patient person, even if he doesn't like it, he will listen patiently, because when adults really want to speak, when they can't hide, they are probably really tired. When someone listens, no matter whether he is interested or not, maybe the person who speaks is good.
The mouth of Chen Diao temple is really mean sometimes. "He really went through the wilderness. I can't be worse than him as a son; If he hasn't passed by, my mother has always been there. I should go too. It's my duty as a son, and it's also a pity for the old man. "
There are not many immortal swords with excellent quality in the world. The name of the dark immortal sword in chendiao temple is very grand. There are many names of this sword in the world, such as "common life", "liaoliao", "unification" and "worldly way". But chendiao Temple prefers to call it "human world", because it likes people but not heaven fairyland.
Chen Diao temple holds one of the twelve swords. After listening to Zhu Cijing's words, Chen Diao Temple hands it to Zhu Cijing. "It's too late to be a sword immortal. This sword is not one of the six swords. I'll give it to you."
Every fairy sword in the world has its own spirit. I think Zhu Cijing is more suitable for him than Chen Diao temple, so there has never been any resistance. This reminds Chen Diao Temple of Ling Yun. It's extremely difficult for my younger martial brother to get a fairy sword of not very good quality. Finally, I gave it to Chen Xi. Thinking of this, I think of Chen Xi again. There are very few women's swordsmen in the world, and there are fewer women's martial artists, He is also a swordsman and a martial arts master. He has two brothers who are very knowledgeable. This is a girl who is knowledgeable and reasonable. No matter how old she is, no matter how skillful she is in swordsmanship, no matter how skillful she is in boxing, no matter how knowledgeable she is, everyone in the world should pay special attention to her.
"I'm not Jian Xiu." Zhu Cijing refused, but he was very quick to accept the sword. The eight swords of King Yue are ancient swords, which are famous. Up to now, he has only heard about one of the eight swords mentioned by Chen Diao temple. As for the other twelve immortal swords, he saw Liao Liao for the first time.
Chen Diao Temple didn't feel that Zhu Cijing was modest, but sooner or later, he was also a swordsman, "really decided?"
"I've already thought about it." Zhu Cijing rarely shows a serious look. At the moment, the little prince of Beiliang is really the little prince. "My parents had a hard time in those years. I was born the little prince of Beiliang. It's a lot to be respected and treated well, but it's very little to suffer hardship, so I should go on a wild trip."
"It's the easiest way to go through the pain in one's own body, and the hardest way to pass the pain in one's heart," Chen Diao Temple yawned. "It's true that there is no one in the world who is as free and unrestrained as I am
"Lao Chen, when you are going to testify in the future, you will surely be shameless and invincible." Zhu Cijing arched his hand and laughed.
Chen Diao Temple rubbed his face and looked at Zhu's mirror. He thought of his younger martial brother and the two men who had carved eight characters in Zhenbei city. If many people really want to be shameful, it would be a world-famous battle for the road. It would be very interesting.
How many people in the world can be free?
"Beating people in the face, swearing and exposing short stories, now the oral stories of Beiliang come from your mouth," Zhu Cijing said with a sigh. "Many fairy sisters are always thinking of you. They want to eat your flesh and blood, pillow your skin and bones, and they have a deep love for you. If I go to sell your whereabouts, maybe another elder sister is willing to recommend the pillow, It's really embarrassing to have a spring night with me. "
Chen Diao Temple looked around and felt that the end of summer was also a spring breeze. He lifted up his long hair in front of his forehead and said, "those fairies want me to enter the heart, spleen, lung and kidney. You don't say that very well."
Chen Diao temple has a look at the three mountains hanging outside the north of the town. Each of them has a Confucian book mountain, a little Xumi mountain and a Taoist Qingjing mountain. "I used to stay in the palace, and they always said to me, The three mountains outside Zhenbei city are not more beautiful than those in the wild world. Some people from other places feel that they are wonderful and spectacular. "
"When I was eight years old, my husband asked me what my biggest dream was," said Zhu Cijing, shaking his collar and smiling genially. "I was just like tearing those three mountains apart and smashing them into the wild world. Could I knock down the remaining half of Buzhou mountain?"
"At that time I killed people." Zhu Cijing said softly.
Chen Diao Temple nodded slightly, "is it the little prince of Beiliang in the end? Let's go?"
Zhu Cijing shakes his head. He dismounts and walks. He looks at the powerful city. There is nothing else in his eyes. Chen Diao temple stands beside Zhu Cijing quietly. The woman Sword Fairy in Zhenbei city is very gifted. Even if she is not as talented as Pei Lixia, who happens once in a thousand years, it is not much different. As long as she lives, there will be another Wu worry in Zhenbei city, It's also a great blessing.
Chen Diao Temple patted Zhu Cijing on the shoulder. Zhu Cijing turned his head and asked, "I heard Ling Yun is also a child without father and mother?"
"Earlier than you," Chen Diao temple was reluctant to say, "you should have some topics to talk about anyway."
Chen Diao Temple paused and said softly, "if he is still alive."
Zhu Cijing rubbed his face. The only thing that has been popular in Zhenbei city recently is Beiliang. Some monks in Zhenbei City, who are lucky to be alive, have a good sense of Beiliang. At least they have made a few big noises. Zhenbei city is ready to support this little guy regardless of the rules. He won't let anyone in the world say that Zhenbei city is bad, Half a word is not enough, can't hear don't know, OK, can hear also know, that can't help talking, that person has what explanation.
In the eyes of people in Zhenbei City, the amiable Zhu Cijing, in many people's eyes, is a dandy who knows nothing about his family background.
Zhu Cijing murmured, "people like us all want to live."
Chen Diao Temple smiles, as if it is like this. Ling Yun cherishes his life more than anyone else, but he is not afraid of death. Chen Diao Temple sighs a little disconsolately, "go directly or stay in Zhenbei city for a few days?"
Zhu Cijing said with a narrow smile, "my mouth is the best way to stir up people's minds and talk about feelings. Who is in charge? Let's give a notice and go directly."
"Simply!"
Of course, Chen Diao temple will know that Zhu Cijing really has no accomplishments, that is to say, he has some tricks to bluff people. Of course, he does not deny that he has great talent and good fortune. After all, he has a very powerful husband to plan for him. Naturally, when he is with Zhu Cijing, he will inevitably compare them, because their experiences are so similar, Even Chen Diao temple will regard Zhu Cijing as Ling Yun's potential enemy.
He doesn't understand what those people are planning on Ling Yun, but he doesn't want anything to happen to Ling Yun. He has already gone a hard way. It's not a bad thing to be relaxed. But if Chen Diao Temple asks himself that he can't choose between Zhu Cijing and Ling Yun, such a thing is very difficult for him.
But it's very simple for Ling Yun and Zhu Cijing. He can even think that one day, they will fight each other. Ling Yun will ask, "can you do it?"
Zhu Cijing would shake his head, "are you coming?"
Zhu Cijing will simply commit suicide, and then Lingyun one person alive, two people's lives.
But it may also be Ling Yun who asked, "can it work?"
"Yes! No problem! " If Zhu Cijing says that, Ling Yun will die without hesitation. He is sure that Ling Yun and Zhu Cijing will act in this way because of their decisive ability and talent.
Moreover, although their styles are somewhat different, they are almost the same. Zhu Cijing is affectionate to fickle, and Ling Yun is unfeeling to merciless. Therefore, most of the enemies in Ling Yun's hands come to no good end because of his evil thoughts and experiences.
When entering the city and climbing the city wall, Zhu Cijing bowed respectfully to monk Wu you, "before my mother passed away, I had been asked to read the good wishes of the two predecessors. When I have a chance to come to Zhenbei City, it's better to come to Taiping Chang'an and give her a pot of wine and two greetings, so as to finish her life regret."
"The old man didn't have a good face for anyone, and he didn't dare to come here again. He said that Zhu Cijing would say hello to the old man and thank you for taking care of his parents."
Martial arts blowing beard, "that kid beat a tortoise shell to shrink to dare not come out, really want to thank to come by oneself, who can joke a Hall North cool Lord?"
This time, it's not ironic. In fact, he liked the young man. When he met the girl, he asked, "are you married?"
He was kicked out of Zhenbei city by the girl and came back after half a month. "Zhenbei city is not the best place to talk about romance, but the friendship here must be the most real, so I decided to stay here." when the boy talked to the girl for the second time, he said, "I like you, swallow."
This time, the boy came to Zhenbei city for three months. At that time, the girl had already gone to the wild world to practice sword, so he jumped down the wall and went to the wild world.
There were seven when they left, and four when they came back. One of them was half abandoned, and the girl carried the boy on her back. The day she came back, she left Zhenbei city with him. Then the boy became the king of Beiliang, and the girl became the princess of Beiliang. He set up a gateway for Zhenbei city outside the main road of Zhenbei City, with 300000 iron riders guarding it.
They all know what the semi abandoned boy, now the king of Beiliang, wants to do. One day, the city of Zhenbei is broken, and he will take 300000 iron cavalry to die.
If you hold on, he will kill the wild world.
As for what dominates a state and swallows the world, if so, it's really a pig brain.
Zhu Cijing said with a smile, "only today can I see the lineup of the two predecessors. They are unparalleled in the world, and they have a tremendous momentum. The boy is standing here. He is afraid to get up in the face of heaven..."
Chen Diao Temple rolled a white eye. Wu you and Shang Wu looked at each other. It's really a kind of pig's head. No wonder Chen Diao temple can walk with Chen Diao temple. Chen Diao Temple pulled a mirror and said, "up to now, you have used at least five fingers."
"These are all from the bottom of my heart. What kind of formula can I use to express my continuous admiration for the two elders?" Before he finished his words, Zhu Cijing was carried by Chen Diao temple. He jumped down the city wall and his red robe flew.
Zhu Cijing was lying behind Chen Diao temple, with a cold wind in his ear. He said in a loud voice, "kill the barbarians!"