Chapter 95

Small town restaurant.

It was supposed to be a bustling restaurant lobby, but now it was empty and quiet.

In the middle of the lobby, three people sit opposite each other in front of a table, with some simple food and wine in front of them.

The bartender of the restaurant is necking, squatting in the corner, staring at the table of diners, in addition to a strong fear, the eyes of Zhonghai reveal a little curiosity and awe.

The people sitting at the table are su Chunsheng and Xin Zi, who have just come down from Fengxue mountain. The person opposite is the old man in green shirt who just arrived in the town.

Previously, the shock on Fengxue mountain had already shaken the town. With the appearance of the young man who split the main hall of Fengxue mountain, and the old man in green shirt who easily stopped the great master Chen Nian's behavior, the whole town was immediately alarmed.

Outside the restaurant, there are some curious swordsmen wandering around, but they only dare to look far away and dare not enter. But the restaurant is to do business after all, so the poor shopkeeper was left in the shop.

Su Chunsheng looked at this familiar face with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said in a soft voice: "Sir, how are you here?"

The old man was su Chunsheng's teacher when he was young. He was called Xu Kuang. As for Xu Kuang, his awe inspiring identity is one of the rare achievements of Confucianism today, and he is also the head of Yuntian academy, one of the three major academies in Dashuo Dynasty.

Two years ago, Xu Kuang walked into the qintian Pavilion alone and talked with the qintian Pavilion, who was a master of Confucianism and Taoism. Of course, according to Xiao Tianci, Xu kuanggen almost demolished the qintian Pavilion.

Looking at Su Chunsheng's more and more mature face, Xu Kuang's mouth was light and full of smile, and said: "I haven't seen you for four years. I've grown a lot, and I've grown a lot."

Su Chunsheng nodded with a smile and said, "Sir, you're still the same. You haven't changed."

Hearing this, Xu Kuang burst out laughing and said, "Sir, I'm old. No matter how old I am, I'll look like this."

Without waiting for Su Chunsheng to continue talking, Xu Kuang waved his hand and continued: "I feel sorry for you all these years. I couldn't help you four years ago, but I still did two years ago. Now I can catch up with you and go south with you. "

Su Chunsheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Sir, these things can't be avoided. It's fate."

Xu kuangping shook his head and said, "the way of heaven can be violated, not to mention it is not the will of heaven."

Su Chunsheng was stunned for a moment.

But Xu Kuang smiles, turns his head and looks at Xin Zi, who keeps silent all the time. With a grin, he says: "I think this is the Jian Xiu of Han Tian Jian tomb, right? I have long heard that the sword of the cold sky sword tomb is powerful and invincible. What we see today is really extraordinary. "

Xin Zi just turned her head and said, "Sir, have you ever seen me do it?"

Xu Kuang's face turned red with embarrassment. Obviously, he didn't expect his polite words to be taken seriously, and he fell into embarrassment for a moment.

Su Chunsheng is also smiling, leaning against the chair, a pair of irrelevant appearance.

Fortunately, Xu Kuang was cheeky and just joked: "I have never seen her before, but I can see her strong sword spirit."

"Why? There's another mountain charm here? "

With a sound of surprise, Xu Kuang turns his head and looks at Su Chunsheng's bulging package, slightly surprised.

But in the package, a delicate little head appeared, staring at Xu Kuang with a curious look on his face.

As Xu Kuang's eyes turned, Zhong Ling, who had been hiding in Su Chunsheng's arms, went back and didn't dare to show up.

Seeing this scene, Xu kuangman was curious and said with a smile, "it's rare that the mountain spirit is psychic. Chunsheng, where does this mountain charm come from? "

Su Chunsheng will have happened in the territory of Qingzhou, roughly said again.

After listening to these, Xu Kuangcai breathed out heavily and said: "the wind and snow mountain is really hateful. Although it's rare to see the spirit of Shanmei, there are always cases of Shanmei in Dashuo dynasty because of its vast territory and abundant resources. Most of the disciples of Fengxue mountain captured the enchantment and sold it to some people who like it for millions of taels. "

Su Chunsheng, who heard this for the first time, couldn't help being shocked. He was surprised and said, "is there such a thing?"

Xu Kuang nodded his head and said: "I know by chance that there are people in the capital of Dashuo Dynasty who raise Shanmei. It is said that Shanmei can prolong his life. Those people who are the ultimate accumulation of power and wealth and have no martial arts cultivation to enhance their physique naturally need to rely on external things. But the mountain charm is originally the aura, which is naturally regarded as the best to raise. "

Su Chunsheng's face suddenly sank. He had known that. He had killed people on the snowy mountain before. These guys of the province went out to harm people again.

After a little chat.

Xu Kuang in slightly convergence look, looking at Su Chunsheng, gently said: "Chunsheng, where are you going next?"

Su Chun said quietly: "I want to go to Yuntian academy and jiuxiao mountain again. Then he went down to the South China Sea to try his luck. "

Xu Kuang Leng for a while, then relieved: "also, four years, always should go back to see."

On the other side, Xin Zi frowned and looked gloomy.

Four years.

Four years ago, jiuxiao sword clan was destroyed overnight. There are more than 100 people in the Su family. In one day, seven of them jump across the sky and enter the land, land, sword and immortal realm. But they fall again overnight.

In the fierce battle that can be called the Central Plains Kendo catastrophe, jiuxiao sword sect has become history and the talk of people in the Jianghu. But for Su Chunsheng, it is true that he has lost his close relatives and love, leaving him alone.

Four years later, it was still midsummer, and the name of the Su family rose again because of Su Chun's birth. Jiuxiao sword sect was destined to be famous and proud of the land.

Looking at the more mature and firm face, Xu Kuang said calmly, "then let's go south together. I'd like to see who dares to come here. "

Su Chunsheng and that Xin Zi were surprised at the same time.

Outside the town, on a humble hill, dozens of people swam around, but never close to the town.

These ten people are all in black, with exquisite Koi embroidered on the sleeves. The number is more than five.

Just stopped dozens of people, not waiting to talk to each other, a strong air flow has suddenly come.

The next moment, the dozens of people were in the same place, spitting blood, and the orifices and acupoints in their bodies were all scattered.

These people, regardless of everything, began to run backward, some people out of two steps, they have fallen to the ground and lost their Qi.

Confucianism has noble spirit, how ever weaker than the cultivation of the river and lake?

On this day, Su Chunsheng and the Confucian and Taoist master of Yuntian academy went south together.