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Chapter 59 Hold the magic weapon again!

The appearance of Li Guanyi brought the entire literary gathering to a standstill.

Those scholars have just praised this young man to the sky and said he is unique, but such an honor is only worthy of a dead person. If this person was still alive, then their boasting would be like using their own reputation to help him.

The old man's laughter was piercing.

Li Guanyi held a knife in his right hand and the ID cards of the killers and fugitives in his left hand, and strode over. Many scholars saw that his clothes were stained with blood, and his clothes on his shoulders, legs, and chest were torn, obviously he had been hit by a crossbow arrow. A murderous aura filled the air.

The complex emotions in the hearts of everyone at the literary gathering, the secret joy in the hearts of these literati over Li Guanyi's death, and the superficial regret and grief mixed together to create a special hypocritical atmosphere.

The intellectuals are weak and decadent.

They were all smashed to pieces.

Li Guan raised his hand and threw the wooden sign in his hand. It fell to the ground with a clinking sound.

The seventh leader of the Mohist school looked a little ugly.

He recognized the origins of these killers.

As soon as Li Guanyi walked in here, a scholar started talking to him. His throat was a little choked, and he said, "You, you're back, Brother Li, it's really, really great." The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a warm smile, but his palm holding the fan subconsciously tightened a little.

Li Guanyi nodded in thanks. He raised his eyebrows. The old man sitting in the corner, dressed simply, raised the ceramic bowl in his hand, laughed and asked: "Hey! Li Guanyi, how many people have you killed?!"

Li Guanyi replied: "Seven."

Siming said: "What realm is it?"

Li Guanyi walked forward and said, "Above the border."

Simingfu laughed: "Are you thirsty? Come, I have something to quench your thirst."

Li Guanyi didn't see anyone familiar, so he strode over. The other scholars made way for him. Li Guanyi saw the calligraphy pieces around him, on which were poems and essays with beautiful words. They were either about bravery, benevolence and righteousness, or about the pity of early death, or sadness about the passing of years, using them to express their own aspirations.

He said that he also hoped to be as brave and courageous as the young man who died young, and so on.

Even in death, it is as brilliant as the glow in the sky.

These calligraphy and poems are hung on both sides, hanging down and dancing slightly in the wind.

But unfortunately, the literary style of the State of Chen is gorgeous.

This kind of subject matter is also soft. He fled outside when he was young and met many people. There are few rough people in the market like this. It is obvious in his eyes that you came back alive. There is a hint of pity in his eyes, but there is joy on his face, which is disgusting.

Li Guanyi raised his head and drank the wine. What went down his throat was not the rice wine of this world, but strong liquor. He had never drunk alcohol before, so he drank it at his leisure. It was like a ball of fire going down his throat. He saw the poems hanging around him, looked at the scholars, and then looked at Wei Xuancheng, saying:
“I still have a poem to write.”

Wei Xuancheng handed him a pen and said, "Please."

The young man held the knife with one hand, raised the pen, and swept across the words. He put down the pen, and when he held the pen, it was like swinging a knife. Wei Xuancheng stood by, watching Li Guanyi swing the pen like swinging a knife, writing down the poem, and whispered:
“It takes ten years to sharpen a sword.”

The surroundings were quiet for a moment. Such simple words, different from the complicated and gorgeous words in the Jiangnan area, seemed to have their own spirit and energy in them. Or, it could be said that Li Guanyi, who strode forward after killing seven warriors in the territory, had a sharp edge.

"The frost blade has never been tried."

"I will show you today."

Wei Xuancheng straightened his body and said softly:

"Who has grievances?"

The leader of the Mohist school raised his head and looked at the upright young man over there, with a strange look in his eyes.

After writing the last sentence, Li Guanyi threw the pen onto the table and opened his mouth to let out the anger and alcohol in his heart. He felt that his heart was finally refreshed and refreshed. He felt that the bunch of scholars around him were really boring and it would be better for him to be a warrior.

"I'm done."

He bowed, strode out, and went to look for the old man of the Xue family.

His poems and actions were full of vigor and vitality, which made the older celebrities around him sigh.

But he heard hurried footsteps. Before he could say anything, a figure stood there. Xue Shuangtao stared at Li Guanyi with wide eyes. The young man's spirit of killing people on horseback and writing poems on foot disappeared in an instant. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask who had taken his bow. Could he give him the 1,500 strings of cash...

Xue Shuangtao gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed over.

Do not avoid.

Then he bumped into Li Guanyi's chest.

Li Guanyi suddenly remembered that the eldest lady often kicked his calf lightly out of shame and anger.

I thought of what Xue Changqing said about the tigress.

Before he could react, he was knocked down by Xue Shuangtao. The exhaustion in his body seemed to surge up, his vision was upside down, everything changed, and he fell heavily to the ground. Xue Shuangtao pounced on Li Guanyi and fell to the ground. The crisp sound of the pearls and jade on the girl's temples merged with the sound of the boy's sword falling to the ground.

Xue Shuangtao gritted his teeth and spoke quickly and softly:

"Big bastard."

Li Guanyi grinned and whispered, "Miss, my bow was touched by a bastard. Can you reimburse me for it? In other words, can you arrange a more ordinary one for me..."

Xue Shuangtao laughed for some reason.

There were still tears on her fair face.

Still crying but smiling.

The corners of her eyes were red, brighter than the finest rouge in the world.

………………

Today's literary gathering finally came to an end. Many of the literati and children of aristocratic families looked pale. It was unknown whether they were frightened by Li Guanyi's murder or what. Li Guanyi didn't know who Master Wang Tong had chosen in the end.

However, the old man of the Xue family rushed back from outside the city, personally used his vast internal strength to heal Li Guanyi's wounds, and then used the best elixir.

Li Guanyi really wanted to get those pills at a discount.

But the old man waved his hand and said that he could give you pills and other things, but not money.

You have to earn your own money.

You will learn to be frugal only when you spend your own money.

After taking a medicinal bath at night, Li Guanyi changed his clothes and drank tea in Tingfeng Pavilion. He told the old man about the fight today. As for other things, those involving Yaoguang were hidden for the time being. Xue Daoyong listened to the danger and sighed after a long time:
"If you hadn't shot the arrow to remind me this time, I would have been in trouble."

"But how did you find him? He's one of the top ten killers in the world."

"There was a way to assassinate the prince and get away with it."

Li Guan had already prepared for this. He pointed to his eyes and said frankly and sincerely:
“It’s because of the angle.”

"angle?"

"Yes, Master Xue, you guys are still in the sky, fighting, and all your attention is on your opponent, so it's hard to notice him. When I was down there, I could see the light reflected from the sword behind you, so I shot an arrow to remind you."

Xue Daoyong seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "So that's how it is..."

"I didn't expect that his body movements would have such a flaw."

Li Guanyi said: "It may be that Elder Xue and the others' auras were disturbing, causing a flaw in his body movements."

The old man laughed: "Don't say nice words, between us."

"You've already scolded me, old bastard, why are you still talking about this?" Li Guan looked at his nose, and then at his heart. He didn't answer. The old man poured Li Guan a cup of tea and said:

"Today, that group of scholars wrote poems to commemorate you. The old man was so upset that he went outside. He didn't see you slap them in the face. Wang Tong said that your poem was natural, the language was simple, and the poem was clear and lively. It is a famous line in the world."

"That bunch of literati thought you were dead and praised you."

The old man cursed: "Sour and pedantic scholar!"

He drank his tea again and said, "The old man knows about it."

"This title of Guanyi City's No. 1 scholar is mine. Once they say it, don't even think about taking it back! Humph, wait for me to print hundreds of thousands of copies of your poems and distribute them all along the Western Regions, the Turkic region, the south of the Yangtze River, the northern frontier, and the Central Plains."

"Let's talk about it after you become famous."

"Also, although the old soldier Lu Youxian is dull, he is a man of his word. Today, he asked for a seventh-rank military officer, Zhenwei Xiaoliu, for you. It's not a loss at all. It's worthy of your injuries. Originally, he wanted a higher rank, but it's not up to him to decide."

Xue Daoyong gloated over other people's misfortune.

Lu Youxian mentioned the promotion. Li Guanyi came back, which itself did not count, but there were too many famous scholars, Xue Daoyong was also there, so the seventh-rank military officer was firmly promoted. Li Guanyi said, "Seventh-rank military officer, what's the difference?"

Xue Daoyong said: "Taxes and land taxes can be exempted."

"If you were away, I'm afraid there would be people willing to be your hired farmhands and put the farmland in your name to save you the land tax. They would give you a considerable portion of the land every year, and you would also receive salaries and rewards from the court every year. You would also have official uniforms. As an official of the left and right pass cities of Jiangzhou, you would need to attend court when there are important events in the court."

"Most importantly, you can wear a real full suit of armor, not just leather."

"You can go and get the corresponding equipment."

"In a few days, I will personally accompany you to the armory and you can choose a good set of armor for yourself."

"In addition, if my prediction goes as expected, the customs clearance documents for you and your aunt will probably come down soon. This seventh-rank military officer occupies Lu Youxian's own position. He also has a wife and family. There are younger generations in the family who are good at martial arts. This position, hey..."

"He is upright, but he still has a wife, a family, and unpromising children."

Li Guan nodded, was silent for a moment, and said:
"Mr. Xue, I have something to tell you."

The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Speak."

Li Guanyi looked at him.

The old man understood and waved his hand, and then he continued to describe the general situation of the world just as Changsun Wuchou had done that day.

The secret agents in Tingfeng Pavilion also left.

The doors and windows were all closed, and the night pearl illuminated the surroundings. Li Guanyi then took out the jade bottle. When Xue Daoyong was puzzled, Li Guanyi smashed the jade bottle on the ground. Then the killer's recorded words and appearance appeared here, and the relaxed look on Xue Daoyong's face gradually disappeared.

The white tiger behind the old man was lying quietly.

The claws were restrained, but there was a hint of blood in the eyes.

The dormant minions endure.

Xue Daoyong looked calm, looked at Li Guanyi, and said:

"Who else knows about this matter?"

Li Guanyi shook his head. The old man thought of Siming, who had a good relationship with Li Guanyi, and the so-called Broken Army Eight Swords that Li Guanyi learned on the road, as well as Yue Qianfeng. He said with emotion: "So you have also learned the methods of the Yin-Yang School. Come to think of it, did you really learn the swordsmanship from Yue Qianfeng while fleeing?"

Li Guan remained calm and said, "I never lied."

The old man laughed, "I thought that the people you met while fleeing were all fake, made up to fool me and Shuang Tao. It seems that you are still an honest gentleman."

Li Guanyi thought about it and did not answer directly, but said:

"I am a warrior."

So the old man pointed at Li Guanyi and laughed helplessly.

Finally, the old man pressed his palm on the broken jade bottle, his eyes complicated, and said:

"Okay, okay, Tantai Xianming."

Li Guanyi asked: "Mr. Xue knows him?"

Xue Daoyong said:

"I know him, how could I not know him? He is considered a civil and military prime minister, and he has a very strong aura."

"He was born in a poor family and has come this far. He is a genius. I met him before he became famous in Chen State. We took shelter in a dilapidated temple together and rushed out from the siege of bandits. He drove the carriage with a pale face, and I hit people with a carrying pole."

"When we rushed out, we were both exhausted, but we felt refreshed and laughed a lot."

"I laughed so hard that I got hungry, so I went to steal taro. When I came back, I found that my carriage had been stolen, and only two wheels were left. I was so dumbfounded, haha."

The old man smiled, stroking the jade bottle and said, "He once held up the family jade pendant and told me that he was willing to be loyal to me and would never betray me. Now it seems that the scholar who would rather starve to death than eat that steamed bun has become a high-ranking official after all."

"Finally, I can be an official."

"He would be cruel to his elder brother Xue, and even planned to kill his niece's unborn son."

"I feel happy for him that he has become a real high-ranking official."

Xue Daoyong put the jade bottle away and said nothing more about Tan Tai Xianming.

Li Guanyi originally wanted to ask about the regent, but this involved the biggest secret between himself and his aunt, so he needed to be particularly cautious. Therefore, he did not speak. He decided to look through the corresponding history books first, get some clues from them, and then go find his aunt.

Just as he was about to finish his tea and leave, the old man stopped him, turned around and pointed at the Cloud-Breaking Sky Bow, saying:
"Go and try it."

"Just as you said, when you entered the country today, this bow suddenly whistled."

"The guards I subdued intended to suppress the bow, but they injured their heart meridians instead, which reduced their hard training by at least ten years. The magic weapon has spirituality, so there must be some special changes that caused the abnormal phenomenon. It must be related to you."

Li Guanyi looked at the bow and he also wanted to hold the bow.

The skills for entering the country are of course best passed down; and the story of General Xue still has many secrets and mysteries; after the arrow flashed, there were also new moves. Li Guanyi walked in front of the magic bow, stretched out his left hand, and grasped the magic weapon. The bow began to hum and vibrate.

The White Tiger Dharma Image lit up and appeared next to Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi felt the charm of inheritance again. In the bronze tripod, jade liquid slowly grew, indicating that the part of jade liquid corresponding to the White Tiger Technique was about to be filled.

But at this moment, the bow suddenly changed and the whistling became more intense.

Suddenly, a breath rose and gathered in front of Li Guanyi's eyes, turning into an illusory picture. It was an endless desert with thousands of stars and a vast expanse of boundlessness. A halberd appeared in front of Li Guanyi. The halberd had an ink-colored halberd body with dark golden patterns on it.

The halberd had the mouth of a fierce tiger, and when the wind blew past, it sounded like a tiger's roar.

Pointing directly to the sky!

Li Guanyi held the Broken Clouds and Shocking Sky Bow in his left hand, hesitated for a moment, raised his right hand, and stretched it out as well.

It was as if touching the halberd in the picture.

It actually feels real.

Open your five fingers and clench your right hand.

Li Guanyi held two magical weapons at the same time.

(End of this chapter)