I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 112 Si Hougui, why aren’t you coming down yet?

The Minister of War Si Zhongfu had always been solemn and cold in character. He usually declined such banquets and seldom attended them.

Today is the third day of the Zuochao Festival. It is also the first time for him to come to the Wangxing Palace. He sits at the same table with Li Zhuqiu, but he looks younger than Li Zhuqiu.

Especially in the past few days, perhaps because Li Zhuqiu was in a bad mood or had something on his mind, he actually looked a little haggard.

Si Zhongfu had originally only been talking to Li Zhuqiu about some matters of the imperial court. Seeing his furrowed brows, he suddenly said, "The younger generation are just fighting and quarreling. You and I are already in our 60s, so why should we care?"

Li Zhuqiu looked a little uncomfortable, but he shook his head and said, "I am just annoyed that my Li family is still prosperous, but apart from Bodu, there are few who have made any progress."

"I have always valued Fu Shu, but I never thought that he would be so unable to control his temper when facing the Chen family from Sunan Prefecture, and suffer twice."

"Now he has to lie in bed for another two or three months for nothing. This is not good for his cultivation and reputation."

Si Zhongfu shook his head, a smile appeared on his face, and his voice was a little hoarse: "For people of your age and mine, there are actually not many difficult government affairs in the court.

On the contrary, it is the issues concerning our descendants that worry you and me."

"In fact, Chen Zhian can be considered your grandson. If he has some talent and some talent for cultivation, you can recruit him into your family and train him carefully. In the future, your Li family may have another person to help with household affairs."

Li Zhuqiu remained silent.

Si Zhongfu didn't understand the twists and turns, and still said: "He is just a young man. Even if he has some temper, he must be able to see the Li family's reputation, the future rise, the future cultivation resources, and the future glory and wealth. In addition, he is related by blood. You only need to show some favor to him and you can always pull him to your knees."

Li Zhuqiu recalled Chen Zhian's indifferent eyes that day, and his anger was still there. He also remembered that he asked Qingran to bring a good horse to reconcile with him, but he was totally unappreciative, which made this second-rank official who had been in a high position for a long time even more angry.

Moreover... he vaguely realized that Chen Zhian's temperament was actually no different from that of Chen Shuijun.

For the sake of Yinxi and their child, Chen Shuijun would even make some compromises.

But Chen Zhian seemed to have no weaknesses. The fact that he wrote that poem about separation of flesh and blood showed that he still had a lot of resentment towards the Li family.

He thought in his mind.

Then Si Zhongfu suddenly said, "He went to Baishou Street, to Prime Minister Song's residence. Prime Minister Song must have some hopes for him. If you can take him under your wing, many things won't be so embarrassing, and there won't be any need for bloodshed."

Li Zhuqiu understood what Si Zhongfu said. He thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't really matter if there is bloodshed or not. He shouldn't have been born in this world. Let's just put order out of chaos."

Si Zhongfu was about to speak.

But suddenly, he heard the Left Censor Zhao of the Supervisory Office not far away, suddenly exclaiming in amazement, "After defeating two people in a row, isn't it said that Chen Zhian is only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he has already become a rough diamond?"

Si Zhongfu and Li Zhuqiu's expressions changed. They looked towards the railings of the pavilion and saw many adults looking down.

The two looked at each other, stood up, walked to the railing and looked down.

"He is the fourth son of Yuan Sanlang of the Changlin Yuan family. He has also become a rough jade. Although he has never been on the Young Tiger Monument, he is still considered a good son in Dayu."

Someone recognized the young man who was walking in the Uncut Jade Grassland just now.

The man was dressed in tight clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, and walked in.

Opposite him, Chen Zhian had already sheathed his sword and was waiting calmly.

"Yuan Mingzhe has met Master Chen.

The young man looked solemn and drew the long sword behind him.

Chen Zhian introduced himself and also drew his sword.

More than ten officials of Dayu in the sixteenth-floor pavilion were already gazing at this unpolished jade grassland.

Li Zhuqiu frowned and looked down.

But in the grassland, Chen Zhian suddenly drew his sword, and a blazing sword energy slashed out from top to bottom, filled with many changes, and slashed straight forward.

The man from the Yuan family also drew his sword, and the sword light shone, transforming into dozens of sword shadows, which went straight forward like a rainstorm.

But Chen Zhian did not change the momentum of his sword, and the sword energy rose up like breaking a stubborn stone!

The east wind howled even more. In the howling east wind, the adults upstairs could clearly see...

Chen Zhian's sword light broke through the sword shadow, and the surging true energy rolled up a vortex, causing the young man from the Yuan family's sword light to shatter. He retreated dozens of steps and almost crashed into the forest that divided the grassland!

"This Chen Zhian..."

Si Zhongfu frowned and looked at Li Zhuqiu: "Have you already stepped into the rough jade?"

Li Zhuqiu felt his mouth was dry without any saliva coming out.

He tilted his head to think carefully, and suddenly remembered that day in his own mansion, Chen Zhian condensed six divine essences in one breath...

And now, in just less than two months, he has already condensed seven divine essences and even entered the unpolished jade realm?

With such talent, isn't he better than Li Fushu?
Li Zhuqiu suddenly felt a little upset. Chen Zhian's father was not outstanding in spiritual practice, so why was his son so extraordinary?

But Chen Zhian is a troublemaker and has brought shame to the Li family.

He stared at Chen Zhian in the grassland, wondering what he was thinking.

It wasn't just the adults on the sixteenth floor who had some connection with Chen Zhian who were equally surprised.

On the high platform of the pavilion on the side of the Wangxing Palace, many people also looked down and looked at the unpolished jade grassland.

Si Hougui's expression was uncertain.

In addition, there were Wei Lingyu, Xie You, Lu Shengxiang, Wang Zhiwei from the Wang family of the Six Surnames and others who were watching that grassland.

Wei Lingyu frowned and suddenly looked at Si Yao behind him: "Didn't you say that Chen Zhian has never become a rough jade, and that he beat Li Fushu in the street that day just because Li Fushu was seriously injured?"

Si Yao nodded and she looked carefully.

Chen Zhian had already defeated three young men of unpolished talent.

But every time Chen Zhian defeated his enemies, he did it just right. The sword was powerful and the sword light was surging. He defeated the opponent with just two or three swords, and it looked like he was giving it his all.

In addition, Chen Zhian's true energy was shrouded in mist and his aura hardly leaked out, which made it impossible for him to see clearly what level of cultivation Chen Zhian had.

The same is true for Wei Lingyu.

"This Chen Zhian has a long-lasting true energy. He defeated three people in a row, but he was still calm and didn't look tired at all."

Wei Lingyu shook his head and suddenly whispered, "He has been standing in the grassland for long enough and even dared to point his finger at us and provoke us.

You guys should stop drinking and enjoying yourself. Chen Zhian, a descendant of Sunan Prefecture, actually dares to provoke you in this Wangxing Palace that can offend the gods..."

"Are all of you unpolished gems from noble families dead?"

Wei Lingyu suddenly shouted loudly.

The young people who were originally toasting each other, enjoying dance music, or singing loudly in the hall suddenly became quiet, stood up, and looked over.

But Chen Zhian was standing in the grassland, looking a little bored, and even yawned.
"I come."

A young man who was as strong as a bear, probably nine feet tall, with a sharp gaze and a fiery breath, drank the wine in the cup, then stood up and said, "Warm the wine for me. After I defeat this man, I will drink another three hundred!"

"Lu Huaishan! That's right, since it's a comparison, you naturally can't kill anyone. I'm afraid you can't kill anyone in the hands of those two Beiji Pavilion scholars.

But there is no need to hold back. If you break a limb, break a rib, shatter a spleen, or even crack a meridian, it is reasonable and no one would dare to question you. "

Wei Lingyu touched the long sword at his waist and said with a smile: "If you can destroy him, I, Wei Lingyu, will remember your merit in my heart, and you will benefit from it in the future."

Lu Huaishan grinned with a captivating look, but he just clasped his fists slightly and went downstairs.

In another pavilion, a disciple from Guiyun Room suddenly pointed downwards and turned around to say, "Okay! Look at the person in the Unpolished Jade Grassland. Is he Mr. Chen who painted for the teacher that day?"

"Are they fellow villagers? How did they get into the Pu Yu Grassland?" Several Guiyun Room disciples also walked over and looked down.

Shen Haohao was eating, and when he heard these words, he didn't even have time to swallow the mutton in his mouth. He hurried over to take a look, but saw Chen Zhian standing in the grassland, and a burly man had already stepped in.

"Lu Huaishan." A senior brother said, "He is the eldest son of the Pingyang Lu family. He was born with supernatural powers. At the age of six, he was as strong as an ox. After practicing, he became unstoppable. He has gained great strength and now has achieved the Jade Pass. He is one of the proud young men of the Pingyang Lu family."

Shen Haohao was still a little dazed, but then he heard the senior brother continue to say: "It's just that Lu Huaishan looks calm, but he is actually a cruel person. He has caused many deaths in Pingyang Prefecture. Some victims even reported them to Xuantianjing, but the Lu family always ignored them and was even unwilling to clean up the mess. They let them sue, and nothing really happened over the years."

Shen Haohao suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help but worry: "Yuguan realm? Is he cruel by nature? Isn't Chen Zhian dangerous?"

She suddenly became nervous and looked down.

But in the Unpolished Jade Grassland, Lu Huaishan had already taken action.

But he just stepped in, opened his arms and stretched his muscles, his muscles and bones crackled, and his blood and energy flowed like a river!

"Chen Zhian? I heard that you went to Prime Minister Song's residence." Lu Huaishan looked calm, but his eyes were full of ferocity: "Do you know that you went to Baishou Street and offended many people..."

Lu Huaishan hasn't finished speaking yet.

Chen Zhian suddenly drew his sword.

A flash of knife light appeared.

Flames appeared on the Yangsui long sword. As Chen Zhian's true energy became stronger and stronger, the flames on the two thousand forged long swords were like a fire dragon coiled around the blade, burning fiercely.

Chen Zhian bent his legs and jumped suddenly.

The extremely rich and condensed true energy was injected into the legs, and the physical strength under the furnace refining burst out.

He shot out like an arrow from a bow.

The wind was howling, and the eight cities were heading north, as if ten thousand troops were rushing towards the gate.

Pure true energy burst out from the Yang Sui long sword, and fell like a meteorite. Lu Huaishan stopped talking suddenly, his expression changed, and suddenly he looked ferocious.

"How dare you interrupt me when I'm talking?"

I saw a bracelet on his right hand shining brightly, veins popped out all over his body, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his right arm rose up!

The muscles in his right arm were like a mountain, bulging layer by layer. His five fingers closed together in an instant, and he punched towards Chen Zhian. A fierce force burst out, and the air waves rolled in the air, exploding in the void and creating layers of waves.

"Lan Sheng Chang Fist!"

This punch was extremely powerful and violent. Seeing this, many people couldn't help but say "good!"
On the other hand, Chen Zhian’s sword was on fire, but his power was not obvious and his true energy was unclear. How could he be compared with Lu Huaishan’s might?

"Okay, break his bones."

Si Hougui was about to pull up a smile.

Suddenly, changes occurred in the Unpolished Jade Pasture.

However, he only saw Chen Zhian's long sword slashing down and colliding with Lu Huaishan's fist power. The scene in his memory where Chen Zhian's long sword was thrown into the air and smashed to the ground did not happen.

Instead, this ordinary knife force came down, and then the knife light moved across the sky, just like cutting grass, and easily cut into the fist force.

Lu Huaishan's expression froze, and then his true energy exploded. Layer upon layer of sword energy came like waves, suddenly slashing down and slashing the man's shoulder.

Suddenly, a bright light burst out from his body, which seemed to be some kind of magical treasure.

However, the knife was too powerful, and the astonishing true energy was displayed on it, causing the light to shatter layer by layer, and then turned into a sky full of brilliance. Yang Sui was as fierce as fire, and still had some strength left, and he chopped into Lu Huaishan's shoulder, bringing up layers of blood.

Until a voice came: "That's enough!"

A scholar at the edge of the jade field snapped his fingers, and a strong wind came, landing on Chen Zhian's blade and stopping the blade from falling.

If this scholar from the Wuji Palace had not taken action, Lu Huaishan's arm would have certainly been cut off by Chen Zhian.

But even if the scholar made a move, Chen Zhian's surging sword force, with the fire of Yang Sui, penetrated into his wound, and a burst of black smoke rose up. Lu Huaishan's expression became more ferocious, and he knelt down in unbearable pain, with his knees hitting the ground.

Chen Zhian put away his knife.

"It's almost time for a competition, why are you still talking so much nonsense?"

Chen Zhian shook his head at him and looked at the platform again.

Yuguan...that won’t work.

Chen Zhian's eyes were fierce, and he was looking at the people on the platform.

At this moment, his fiery knife finally alarmed more and more people.

In many pavilions, many Taoist figures and noble families were looking at this uncut jade field that no one had cared about before.

"It's Chen Zhian!" Cheng Jihe, the elder of Fujian Mountain, opened his eyes wide and said, "When I saw him by the Yellow Dragon River, his sword was still ringing and he hadn't yet become a rough jade. How come after not seeing him for a few days, he has been able to defeat the Jade Pass cultivator so easily?"

He spoke in shock, wanting to use his divine powers to see Chen Zhian's level of cultivation, but was surprised to find that Wangxing Palace was right next to him, so he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Wang Lisu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Uncle Master, I think you made a mistake..."

"Did I make a mistake?" Cheng Jihe was furious: "I rushed to accept him as my disciple, how could I make a mistake?"

Wang Lisu shook his head: "You didn't look deeply enough. Chen Zhian has not only a talent for swordsmanship, but also an amazing talent for cultivation... If my master came, he would definitely see it clearly."

Cheng Jihe slapped Wang Lisu on the head, attracting the attention of many people from the Xuanmen. Then he glared at Wang Lisu fiercely and continued to look at the unpolished jade field.

In the Uncut Jade Grassland, Chen Zhian won four games in a row.

He even surpassed Lu Huaishan of the Lu family.

The proud man of the aristocratic family, even though he has the Jade Bone cultivation and a deep foundation, and he even has two spiritual treasures on him, he is no match for Chen Zhian.

All of a sudden, everyone on the platform began to look serious.

Xie You, who was leaning against the railing and drinking, had clear eyes. He still remembered that when Chen Shuijun pulled out Huang Que Feng, he cut the white clouds in the sky with one sword, and the sword light overflowed.

Now his son is practicing sword skills, and with his heavy sword skills and his impressive cultivation, he has actually become quite successful!
Wei Lingyu finally understood why Chen Zhian was still alive.

She suddenly turned around, pointed at someone at the banquet, and said, "Wei Xun, you go!"

A young man with a graceful demeanor like a scholar but bright eyes stood up and walked down the pavilion.

Chen Zhian glanced at him, shook his head and said, "You can't do it, let's get someone else to come."

Most of the people on the platform have good cultivation. Even if they are at a distance and listen carefully, how can they not hear Chen Zhian talking?

When everyone heard Chen Zhian's words, they fell silent for a moment.

Lu Shengxiang of the Lu family's eyes moved slightly: "Wei Xun is at the Jade God level, and when the Young Tiger Monument is updated this year, his name will definitely be on it.

This Chen Zhian... said Wei Xun is not good enough?"

"The Jade God of our Wei family is not an ordinary unpolished jade perfect cultivator." The smile on Wei Lingyu's face disappeared: "This Chen Zhian is so confident, let Wei Xun go and carefully test his weight.

If he defeats Chen Zhian, it would be best to drive him out of this rough diamond pasture.

If Chen Zhian really didn't brag and beat Wei Xun, I think Wei Xun would be able to figure out something. The next game... you come!"

The power of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion in this Xuantianjing is like a thick cloud covering the moon.

Wei Lingyu sat in front of the table next to the railing and pointed casually at Gu Shaohui of the Gu family in Zhaojiang Mansion.

Everyone turned to look at Gu Shaohui. Gu Shaohui was ranked 642nd on the Young Tiger Monument. He was a real figure on the list and was well versed in Taoist magical powers!
At the innate realm, being proficient in supernatural powers naturally widens the gap between one and the cultivators outside the monument.

Gu Shaohui responded happily and was about to say something heroic.

Suddenly, there was a flash of knife and a howling wind!
Wei Lingyu turned her head hurriedly and saw that Wei Xun from her Wei family had been defeated.

Just like Lu Huaishan just now, he was defeated with one sword, so there was no way he could find out his true strength!

In five consecutive comparisons, Chen Zhian used the same knife from beginning to end!

It only takes one sword to defeat Yu Gu!

Defeat Yuguan with one sword!

The Jade God was defeated with just one sword!

Wei Lingyu's face changed!
Gu Shaohui also stood up at this time and wanted to go downstairs.

But at this moment, Chen Zhian stood in the unpolished jade grassland, humming softly.

The wind blew again, carrying his voice into many buildings.

But I only heard him whisper: "Si Hougui, why don't you come down?"

Si Hougui's expression changed.

Si Hougui!
The Si family's young tiger is ranked 347th on the young tiger monument and is also a well-known figure in Xuantianjing!

Chen Zhian was a young painter from Southern Jiangsu Province, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

Shen Haohao's cheeks were rosy as she looked down at Chen Zhian in the Unpolished Jade Grassland. She vaguely remembered that about five months ago, Chen Zhian was humiliated by Si Hougui in the yard and handed him two martial arts books.

And told him...

"Practicing is like a tortured prison, like a den of illicit sex. I'm giving you the secret book, but it's just to satisfy your curiosity. You probably won't be able to practice it..."

But less than five months passed.

Chen Zhian, a commoner living in the pear blossom courtyard, was already standing under the Wangxing Palace with a sword in hand, challenging Si Hougui to a fight!

The seventeenth floor of Wangxing Palace.

Emperor Zhaofu sat high up on the jade platform, and among them were only eight or nine of the most important figures in Xuantianjing.

Princess Linglong came with a zither in her arms, and plucked the strings in a place covered by a pearl curtain and light mist.

Two years later, Princess Linglong played the piano again, attracting everyone's attention.

At this moment, the saint in the temple raised his eyes, and someone also heard Chen Zhian's words.

So Prince Duanque smiled, saluted towards Emperor Zhaofu, and walked to the railing.

He looked down at the grassland and saw Chen Zhian standing alone, challenging the Si family's tiger cub to a fight!
"Since you have invited the young tiger to fight, why don't you make a promise and replace the young tiger with him?"

Prince Duanque seemed to be talking to himself.

But his voice was carried by the wind and blew to Chen Zhian's ears, and many other voices were heard.

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows. The agreement made by Dao, to replace it?
A smile came into his face.

Why not?

Prince Duanque laughed loudly and said, "Come! Sacrifice to the nine tablets of the Dao! See if Chen Zhian is qualified to fulfill the promise of the Dao!"

For a moment, the people who were originally thought to be just minor figures in this rough jade pasture were finally moved.

Some people don't wait to change the list...

To replace the young tiger!
This is not a common occurrence.

(End of this chapter)