Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Is the Lord Wang Guanlan?"

"It's Wang, I wonder if your surname Gao?"

"I, Qi State, Cao Qiudao!"

Wang Xuebin looked dazed and nodded and exclaimed:

"Oh, it turns out that it is the Jixia Sword Saint's Great Vehicle. I have heard of the Sword Saint's reputation for a long time. When I see it today, it turns out to be different from the customs!"

Cao Qiudao ignored Wang Xuebin's hypocritical compliment and narrowed his deep eyes. Before he could speak, a murderous aura spread out first.

"I asked you, I, Tian Xiang of Qi, was killed by you!"

Wang Xuebin was stunned when he heard this, looked at Cao Qiudao deeply, without denying it, and nodded sincerely.

"That's right, Tian Dan was indeed killed by me, and the whole family did not leave any living!"

"What!"

When Xiang Shaolong heard this, he shouted in surprise.

Of course, he was not the only one who was surprised. No one in the hall who heard the conversation between the two was not shocked.

"Did Tian Dan die at this man's hands? It's not right..."

Xiang Shaolong's eyebrows were condensed into a ball, and he kept muttering something in his mouth.

"Hey, Mrs. Ya, I'm serious. What's this person's name?"

Xiang Shaolong could no longer suppress the confusion in his heart, so he approached Zhao Ya and asked seriously.

Although Zhao Ya was a little surprised, she was not shocked.

Even if someone told her that Wang Guanlan killed King Qi, she would not have any doubts.

She understands the man's abilities.

Not to mention anything else, at least the life of King Zhao is under the control of this person. As long as this person has an idea, Zhao Guohui will immediately be in vain.

Otherwise, why would Zhao Ya be willing to submit?

It’s not for my damn brother Wang, but now I have even taken the lives of my sister and mother.

The more Zhao Ya thought about it, the more sad she felt, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Mrs. Ya, I'm serious. What is his surname and what is his origin? "

Seeing that Zhao Ya was reluctant to answer, Xiang Shaolong urged him again.

Zhao Ya was interrupted and couldn't help but glared at him irritably, and whispered:

"This person is Wang Guanlan. I don't know who he is, but this person is extremely civil and martial, and is the best hero in the world. Remember, you must not offend him, otherwise even the king will not be able to protect you!"

Although Zhao Ya was irritable, she still patiently explained it to him that it was not for anything else, but was just afraid that his words would offend Wang Xuebin and implicate him.

Xiang Shaolong listened to Mrs. Ya's introduction and felt that the name was very strange. At least he had not heard any records about this person in the history textbook.

"Why is the best hero in the world so awesome? It's all because of the fact that history classes were not good at the beginning. If I had known today..."

Xiang Shaolong frowned, and he felt unstoppable regret, regretting that he had been sleeping in history class.

Wang Xuebin also noticed the whispers of the two, but at this time he was mostly focused on Cao Qiudao in front of him, and he had no time to care about anything else.

Just a time traveler, not a rare object, who is not a time traveler?

But when I heard my name, I glanced at it slightly, and then stopped paying attention and focused on dealing with the old man who seemed to be quite handsome in front of me.

"Youth comes to our country of Qi and kill our country of Qi, but is it intended to be an enemy of Qi?"

Cao Qiudao said word by word, his tone was very solemn, and his eyes were staring at Wang Xuebin's face, wanting to see something from it.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Cao Qiudao with anger and bearded hair, and couldn't help but laugh to the sky.

"Why does the Lord laugh?"

"I laughed...ah ah, it's a bit ridiculous for me to laugh at your words!"

"What a mistake?"

"Haha!"

Wang Xuebin's smile on his face had not fallen, and he said inexplicably:

"When Tian Dan was killed by the emperor, he was not the Prime Minister of Qi. At that time, his Prime Minister had been dismissed by the King of Qi and became a villain!

This was a situation that Wang had worked hard to make. How could the Lord not mention it?”

Wang Xuebin's tone was a natural tone, but it made others frightened.

"Oh? I, Qi Guotian, is the method of the emperor?"

Wang Xuebin nodded calmly.

"That's true!"

"There is a grudge between the Lord and Qi State?"

"No revenge!"

"Are you complaining?"

"No complaints!"

"Why is the Lord like this without complaints or grudges?"

When Wang Xuebin heard the question, his eyes widened and a ray of light burst out, and he said word by word:

"The Neizi, Wang Shan, daughter of Shan's clan of Qi, the eldest daughter Shanrou, the second daughter Shanlan, and the third daughter Zhao Zhi, have a grudge against Tian Shan, Qi, and you say, should you revenge!"

When Cao Qiudao heard this, his body shook, and his eyes looked at Wang Guanlan with shock.

"you..."

"Speaking of this, you have a master-disciple relationship with Neizi. When Neizi's family was in trouble, he once pleaded with Zunjia. Zunjia said he ignored state affairs and refused to interfere. As a result, Neizi was chased by Tian Dan. It was not until he met Wang that he saved his life. By the way..."

Wang Xuebin said, as if he had thought of something, looked at Cao Qiudao and said lightly:

"If Wang remembers correctly, among the killers who chased Neizi, there are three sword techniques for you, Jixia Sword Saint. I killed two of them and left one. I wonder if the Lord has received any news!"

Wang Xuebin looked up and down Cao Qiudao with a surprised look, shook his head and smiled:

"It seems that there is no more!"

"Langjun, are all you just said true?"

Shanrou was wearing a long blue gauze dress, holding a golden sword tightly in her hand, breaking through the crowd, breaking in from the outer hall, her eyes turned red, and she stared at her familiar and unfamiliar teacher, and her murderous aura was surging.

Wang Xuebin looked back and nodded silently.

Seeing this, Shanrou turned her bloodshot eyes to the solemn Cao Qiudao and said in a deep voice:

"I wonder if Master can give me an explanation?"

Shanrou stared at the silent Cao Qiudao and said with a sonorous word:

"You and I have a master and apprenticeship. My family is in trouble. Helping me is a love affair, not helping me is a duty. As an apprentice, I have never said much.

When we three sisters fled to the death, we never thought of seeking a favor to our master until we were desperate, for fear that my troubles would implicate our respected teacher.

Two years ago, I went to Qi to take revenge, and my master intervened and stopped him, but I didn't care. After all, I did not reveal my identity. My master is a minister of Qi and belongs to two countries. It is also necessary to face each other with swords.

Now, now..."

At the end of the day, Shanrou didn't know what else to say. She shook her sword and lowered her head, simply stopped talking.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin sighed slightly, looked up at Cao Qiudao standing beside him, and said in a deep voice:

"As the King of Qi, it is also necessary to be the king of Qi. Tian Dan was indeed killed by me. If the Lord can't stand it, just draw the sword!"

As he said that, he turned around and looked at the solemn Long Yangjun beside him and said lightly:

"Brother Long Yang, it's abrupt. Today, I and the Qi Sword Saint want to use precious land to resolve some personal grudges!

As far as someone knows, in the early years, there were not only literary debates, but also military debates.

Now that the conference is held again, let someone and the Jixia Sword Saint complete the inheritance of this political conference and highlight the martial style of the world!"

After saying that, he came to Shanrou and raised his hand to wipe off her tears, without saying anything comforting.

Shanrou has the strongest personality, and now shed tears in public, which is obviously extremely sad.

Wang Xuebin gently stroked her hand, took off the sword from her hand, and whispered:

"Don't worry, Madam, if you have a husband, let me leave everything to you!"

Shanrou glanced at Langjun, and could no longer suppress the grievances in her heart.

"Langjun..."

She hugged her husband, buried her head in his chest, and started sobbing silently.

Wang Xuebin held Shanrou with one hand and the sword with the other. Looking at Cao Qiudao standing there motionless, he asked loudly:

"Why haven't the Lord pulled his sword?"

Cao Qiudao's heart was very solemn.

He knew that there were at least two people in this hall that he could not defeat, one was the apprentice crying in front of him, and the other was the Yue Ji family who was staring at him.

Ji Yanran once came to Jixia to compete in swords and discuss skills, but just counting swords, he cut off his hair crown.

His disciples were even more amazing. When Tian Dan's family was assassinated one by one, Cao Qiudao went to protect his life at Tian Dan's request, and happened to meet Shanrou who came to take revenge.

The two raised their swords to fight, but with just one sword, he was killed and flew away with the man and the sword.

Since then, he has known that his swordsmanship can no longer be called the best in the world.

"The Lord wants to discuss swordsmanship with Cao here?"

Wang Xuebin glanced at him, frowned and said:

"What? Do you have to choose a place?"

Cao Qiudao's breath became chaotic when he heard this. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"I came to Wei State to serve as an envoy on behalf of our king to discuss state affairs, and the common people are in trouble, and I have no intention of comparing swords!

If the Lord wants to compete in the sword, after this festival, I will wait for the big carriage at the Jixia Academy Picking Star Platform!"

"Swish~"

Wang Xuebin chuckled when he heard this, looked down at Shanrou in his arms, and whispered:

"After all, it's your master. Even if he doesn't want to give you, he still needs to have the least respect. Let's leave him some time to handle the funeral.

When things go here, I will go to Jixia Academy for my husband to seek justice for my wife!”

Shanrou in her arms didn't say anything, but just nodded in her arms and refused to come out.

Wang Xuebin had no choice but to pat her on the shoulder, and sent her to the side of the desk and fell into a seat. He returned to Long Yang and smiled slightly.

"I'll make you laugh!"

"Haha, the husband and wife are in love. We are too envious to be too late, so how can we laugh?"

Wang Xuebin chuckled, stopped defending, turned around and came to the high platform in the hall, stepped forward, turned around and looked at the people inside and outside the hall, and said loudly:

"Today's political conference is to attack Qin for the six countries, and all the best actors of the six countries attended!

Wang Moutian was the envoy of Qin. Since he was attacking our Great Qin, Wang naturally could not be absent!

As the envoy of Qin, today's conference was hosted by the subordinates who encountered obstacles and presided over it. The title is "The Great Consolidation of the World". Can anyone object to it?"

Ji Yanran looked at this familiar scene and unconsciously smiled on the corner of her mouth.

She stood up, walked to the stage with a graceful look, stood beside Wang Xuebin, secretly exerted her internal strength, and said loudly:

"Do you have any objections to Mr. Guanlan's words?"

There was silence below the stage, and a look of remembrance appeared in Long Yang's eyes, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Do you have any objections to Mr. Guanlan's words?"

The audience was still silent. I had seen Mr. Guanlan defending the theories of various schools with one force, and I was very excited.

"Do you have any objections to Mr. Guanlan's words?"

No one in the audience refuted. Seeing this, Wang Xuebin smiled slightly, bowed with both hands, and said loudly:

"Everyone! Please!"