March 19th, the ninth year of the Xuanli calendar, was the third day since Fu Xiaoguan and his party arrived in Guanyun City.
I drank a lot at Zhaixingtai last night, and I didn’t meet any old friends in a foreign place, simply because that guy Fan Tianning wanted to drink.
As the thirteenth prince of the Fan Kingdom, Fan Tianning was very depressed. He longed for freedom like Fu Xiaoguan. He hated the open and secret struggles in the palace. He even said after getting drunk that he wanted to become a monk and practice Zen with the leader of the Buddhist sect... Fu Xiaoguan saw Kuchan's look of contempt at that time.
Later, he asked Ku Chan and learned that Ku Chan was the exact opposite of Fan Tianning - Ku Chan had no intention of practicing Zen, but was forced to serve Buddha. Fan Tianning had the intention of practicing Zen, but had no connection with Buddha.
Is this fate?
Fu Xiaoguan didn’t know, nor did he care to find out.
Anyway, in the end, Fan Tianning got drunk and was resting in the guest room in his yard.
As usual, Fu Xiaoguan ran around Jinghu Lake three times, which took him half an hour.
Then he practiced Tai Chi seriously in the yard again. Su Jue came to the yard and began to exercise his damn fear of heights!
He flew down countless times and suddenly felt better because his dizziness was not as severe after flying up.
He was delighted, knowing that this was a good sign, so he forgot that he had to go to the Yu Dynasty Embassy today. He originally planned to call the students who wrote those good articles here, but later he felt that it was not appropriate. Other students also needed to listen. What if they suddenly got the idea?
So he had originally decided to go to the embassy this morning.
He flew in the courtyard until the end of the Chen hour. Fan Tianning got up and walked out. Looking at the jumping Fu Xiaoguan, his face was suddenly filled with surprise - Brother Fu lives a wonderful life!
He is good at writing and can write a book with just a stroke of his pen, and he is also good at jumping three feet high in the air!
It’s just that the landing posture is not very good, and someone is needed to catch him... Does he have any misunderstanding about this Qinggong?
Fan Tianning never practiced martial arts because the national teacher said he was not cut out for it!
This made him very depressed at one time, but after so many years, he finally came to terms with it.
Ku Chan was also standing in the yard, carrying the very good-looking Zen staff on his back, watching Fu Xiaoguan flying and landing, feeling very envious - he had not yet become enlightened, so he was no different from ordinary people.
If he could fly, it would mean that he had entered the Buddhist path, which would mean that he had a little relationship with Buddha.
But after staying in Nalanda Monastery for seven or eight years, he felt that his humanity, let alone his Buddha nature, had been almost worn away.
He envied his fellow brothers and sisters in the Taoist temple, who ate meat and drank wine, especially Gao Yuanyuan, who enjoyed a meal alone and ate so heartily that he almost broke the precepts - Gao Yuanyuan ate those meat dishes as if they were rare delicacies, which made him suddenly feel that if he didn't try them, his life would be in vain.
When the banquet was over, the senior brothers and sisters from the Taoist temple actually jumped off the Star-Picking Platform!
What kind of skill is that?
So much so that at that moment, Ku Chan wanted very much to rebel against Buddhism and join the Taoist temple!
This thought still lingers in his mind, but his master has raised him for so many years, and he really can't bear to give up the stick on his back.
Fu Xiaoguan was dancing enthusiastically in the yard, but at this moment a group of people came to the gate of Jinghu Villa.
Ning Siyan was sitting at the door at this moment, with a freshly roasted chicken in front of him, and of course his huge wine bag.
The group arrived, led by Yan Hanyu. To his left was an old man in green clothes, carrying a sword on his back, and to his right was a middle-aged man with a curly beard in white clothes, carrying a knife on his back. Behind them was a dense crowd of warriors, numbering over a hundred, all holding swords and glaring menacingly at Ning Siyan, who was blocking their path.
"Is Mr. Fu here?" Yan Hanyu spoke.
Ning Siyan just looked up, then lowered his head and carefully cut a piece of the steaming chicken with the sword in his hand. He stretched out two fingers, picked up the piece of chicken, dipped it in a vinegar dish next to him, put it in his mouth, and began to eat comfortably.
Yan Hanyu's eyes flashed. He had made full preparations for coming here today, and even his reason was impeccable - duel!
He wants to duel with Fu Xiaoguan!
If literary skills don't work, we'll try martial arts. If Fu Xiaoguan is accidentally killed during the challenge, it can only be blamed on his lack of skills.
He knew that Fu Xiaoguan had five masters from the Taoist temple with him, so he brought two masters with him, as well as the 150 heroes recruited yesterday.
It doesn't matter whether these people can defeat the five disciples of the Taoist temple. What matters is that when he is dueling with Fu Xiaoguan, he can let them stop the disciples of the Taoist temple from coming to the rescue. That's enough.
When he was in Fanning City, he said in front of the students of the Three Kingdoms that Fu Xiaoguan might be imprisoned by Princess Taiping, but he did not expect that he would fall into Fu Xiaoguan's trap, which led to his imprisonment and being sent to Guanyun City in a prison cart.
This is certainly a great shame!
As the prince of Yi State, he must wash away this shame, otherwise he will not have the face to see his father when he returns to Yi State, let alone lead his troops to attack Linjiang.
Yan Hanyu didn't know Ning Siyan, he just thought she was a small doorman.
The two masters beside him were looking at Ning Siyan with serious expressions at this moment, mainly because Ning Siyan's skill in cutting meat with a sword was too high!
The chicken cut by Ning Siyan was almost exactly the same thickness!
It even happened to avoid the bones below! - If this sword had cut into a human body... They found it hard to imagine, and they felt that the young man was very unfathomable, but they couldn't tell what his martial arts skills were.
Yan Hanyu became even angrier because of Ning Siyan's silence.
I am the Sixth Prince, and you, a mere doorman, actually ignore me!
He took a step forward and said again in a commanding tone:
"I'm going to ask you one last time, Mr. Fu, are you here?"
Ning Siyan was eating meat, her cheeks moving. Then she took a sip of her wine naan and continued cutting the meat, but she said, "He's in here."
"Get out of the way!"
"I'm the concierge he hired. Seeing you..." Ning Siyan looked up and glanced at you, then lowered her head and placed the piece of chicken in the vinegar dish. "You don't look like good people. Why don't you write a visiting card first? If he wants to see you, I'll naturally make way."
Yan Hanyu was stunned. I came here to duel with him, not to visit him!
Visiting card, no!
If you don't get out of the way, I'll beat you to a pulp!
"Go ahead! Beat this dog up and throw it into the lake to feed the fish!"
Fu Xiaoguan happened to be flying in the sky at this moment and took a look at this place. The distance was too far and he couldn't see who it was, but he could see many people gathered at the door.
This time he landed safely, but frowned.
"It seems someone is coming. Let's go take a look."
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