Sword of Coming

Luan Juzi glanced at the tall-crowned old man standing across from the Emperor Da Li. The latter immediately stood up and began to use the Lu family's Yin and Yang magic to cover the world and make it more difficult for people to observe from a distance with their minds or magic. Check.

Luan Juzi could not stop talking, "It is very possible that 'other families' secretly caused this disaster, or at least contributed to it. Maybe A Liang's appearance was such a coincidence, and someone secretly passed on the news." , just not long after Qi Jingchun died, A Liang killed Da Li. Among the hundreds of schools of thought, there must be some who do not want the Mohist family behind me, Luan Changye, and the Yin and Yang family represented by the Lu family to go smoothly. Help Da Li annex the entire East Aquarius Continent!"

Emperor Da Li unclenched his fists, rubbed his cheeks, his face was cold, and he sneered: "What a great conflict that has not been seen in a thousand years, and a chaotic world!"

Luan Juzi reminded him softly: "Now that the matter has come to this, we should not be discouraged."

The man in Gunfu smiled and shook his head: "No, I won't! No matter ten years or fifteen years, there are a lot of things that can be done! Think back to the past emperors of Dali, in this Aquarius Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes at the humiliation he suffered, but my internal injuries are nothing."

He spoke lightly, and the man forced down a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat. He lowered his head and rubbed his neck with his fingers, showing a look of ferocity and regret. However, the ferocious look on his face lingered for a long time, and the regret soon dissipated. Almost exhausted. In the end, all that was left was helplessness.

It turned out that before he ascended, the man used a supreme secret technique to quietly interrupt the heart of Emperor Da Li, causing his Bridge of Immortality to completely collapse. He was originally a hidden tenth-floor monk full of vitality, but now his vitality is so weak. Outrageous.

Not only that, Bai Yujing still existed, but half of the twelve flying swords were destroyed, and the remaining six were missing.

To put it simply, the infinitely murderous Bai Yujing was left with only an empty shell, reduced to an embroidered pillow. It was okay to scare people, but trying to kill the monks in the upper five realms was just nonsense.

Song Jixin, who had lost his composure before, came to the three of them. He had regained his composure, but still asked inquisitively: "Master Luan, Mr. Lu, can you tell me what is going on? Why can't I feel any flying blows?" Sword?"

On the twelfth floor of Bai Yujing, there are twelve flying swords.

Incense, pillars, mountain peaks, mountains and seas, peach branches, thunder clouds, purple lightning, scriptures, Sanskrit sounds, awe-inspiring energy, red makeup, and cloud patterns.

The twelve flying swords, which were built with half the effort of the country, are truly important weapons of the Great Li Dynasty.

Among them, six flying swords, including incense, have been destroyed together with the golden bodies of the six great Li Zheng gods.

But it stands to reason that the other six gods of mountains and rivers who gave way to the road were not involved in resisting the enemy at all. Even if Feijian did not return to the white jade capital at this time, there was absolutely no chance that there would be no news, just like a kite with a broken string. The prince Song Jixin, who was the co-master of the Twelve Swords, lost his mind and heart.

Luan Juzi looked back at the lonely Bai Yujing high-rise building, then turned his head again, sighed heavily, and revealed the secret: "The six flying swords have all been snatched away by the guy on the way up, although they were not taken to the sky. , but it should have been thrown away by him in some unknown place. It will definitely not be found for the time being. Even if it can be found, it is still hard to say whether it can be used by us again. "

After all, Song Jixin was just a young man. He suddenly went from being an illegitimate son in Mu Ping Lane to becoming the prince of one of the top dynasties in Dong Baoping Continent overnight. He arrived in the capital in a daze and was brought here inexplicably. He then went through all kinds of hardships to obtain twelve flying swords. Nodding in approval, I finally felt that I could feel proud and proud, and I could stand upright and speak in front of that bastard man. Didn't I think that in the end, it would just be a waste of water?

So after hearing the bad news, the young man burst into tears, bit his lip, and there were still some blood stains on his face that could not be wiped clean.

Luan Juzi didn't know how to persuade and appease the young man.

In fact, this old man with a rough life experience felt a little like he was in another world and couldn't believe it.

The Mohist family, including the Ranger lineage, has always adhered to the ancestral precepts of the first sage giant, which included supporting the weak and weakening the country and not being bullied by the strong.

But when he arrived at Luan Changye, he read the official and unofficial histories of various dynasties and dynasties, traveled through countless mountains and rivers, saw with his own eyes and heard with his own ears, and finally came to the conclusion that blindly supporting the weak and patching up would not help. In a hundred years of chaos, heroes competed for power and supported weak countries to fight against powerful dynasties that acted as overlords. In the end, far more people died than the casualties caused by the powerful dynasty that unified the country.

Therefore, Luan Changye needed to find a suitable dynasty and a suitable monarch to display his ambitions.

Finally, he found Song Zhengchun, the emperor of Dali, and he was not disappointed. Even though the encirclement and suppression of A Liang caused the great power of Dali to suffer heavy losses, Luan Changye never felt that the matter itself was wrong. The fault lies in the fact that people’s calculations are not as good as “God’s calculations”. Even Luan Changye would feel inferior when competing with certain big shots behind the scenes, but he decided to make a desperate bet to win an unstoppable world trend!

Emperor Da Li smiled and said: "You two, can you go and see if there are any mistakes in Bai Yujing? If that guy still has a back-up plan, then I really have to kill him head-on. Just enough for me and Song Let us be alone together for a while, but we have agreed in advance that you two must promise not to eavesdrop. We, father and son, are going to have some private conversations next. Please be considerate."

The two old men stood up quickly, one smiled and said no, the other said he didn't dare.

Emperor Da Li looked up at the stubborn young man, patted the steps beside him, then quietly crushed the jade pendant hanging around his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down and say, from now on I am your father Song Zhengchun. , you are my son Song Mu... I'd better call you Song Jixin. The fire is passed down from generation to generation and collected bit by bit, which is a good sign. Song Yuzhang still put a lot of thought into choosing a name that is tacky and tacky."

The young man sat quietly next to the man.

Emperor Da Li first sighed with emotion, "I have to say that the luck of the Gao family in the Sui Dynasty is really good. And your kid's crow's mouth is really stinky."

When the two of them were alone together, the young man felt a little uneasy.

Even though he was not afraid of this man on the surface, Song Jixin could really feel this man's control over the Dali Dynasty from the attitudes of his uncle Song Changjing, his maid Zhigui, and the two old gentlemen. That kind of magnanimity and looseness that only appears on the surface is actually full of self-confidence that is almost arrogant. It is a bit like the attitude of the swordsman named A Liang towards this East Aquarius Continent and towards the entire world.

The man smiled and said: "Since the remaining six flying swords that left the building and the city have not returned, they are all gone. If they are gone, they are gone. The sky cannot fall."

Song Jixin burst out with unknown fire, "If it's gone, it's gone?! How can you say it so lightly! Luan Juzi and Mr. Lu both told me that these twelve flying swords mean that Da Li has The direction of the entire Aquarius Continent structure is self-evident..."

It's just that the young man soon didn't dare to continue talking.

Moreover, Song Jixin quickly came to his senses. The creator of Bai Yujing and Feijian was not himself, but the man next to him who "accepted his fate".

The man looked at the roof of a large hall in the distance, with squatting beasts lined up on it. He said softly: "For a monarch, don't be afraid of huge troubles. When trouble occurs, as long as it can be solved, it means that you and the The dynasty has become stronger. If it cannot be solved, it means that your ability to govern the country is not enough."

"Right now, there is such a big threshold that catches people off guard. Neither Dali nor I can cross it without any danger. It's a pity. But I don't regret it. This sentence is true, I won't lie to you."

Song Jixin couldn't figure it out even after being beaten to death, so he asked: "Why?"

The man's eyes were sharp, and he no longer had any helplessness and discouragement as before. He pointed to the roof of the hall, "Because this further proves that the Dali national policy I established is correct!"

"The people on the mountain, practicing Qi and cultivating Taoism, no matter whether they are good or evil, need to be locked in a cage! They become gods and seek immortality. Da Li will never interfere, and is even happy to help a little and see the results. But a dynasty must have The bottom line is that at least those superiors should be allowed to act within certain rules. They should not do whatever they want, and they should not easily stir up troubles in the secular dynasty based on personal preferences. A casual battle between immortals will end up with the most casualties. What is tragic is that the unarmed people of the dynasty have to make all the secular people in the territory under my jurisdiction. The reason why they are willing to pay respect to the gods is not just out of fear. Even a common person living at the lowest level, if When an innocent person dies in a fight between gods, I, Dali, must have the confidence and ability to seek justice for the common people who are like ants in the eyes of the gods!"

Song Jixin was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and could not utter a word.

The man stretched out two fingers, almost touching them, and said with a smile: "The justice that I, Da Li, can seek back now is very small, just like this. But compared to other dynasties in the East Aquarius Continent, those who gave it to the gods on the mountain The dynasty and the country where we were slaves and maids are already very different."

The man flicked his wrist casually, and finally clenched his fists and raised them high towards the roof, as if to demonstrate to someone, "I sincerely hope that in the future, Da Li can seek justice that can be as big as this, or even bigger." big!"

Song Jixin was already a little numb.

It was just the first time that the young man felt that the man beside him had become flesh and blood, no longer a rigid existence similar to that dragon chair and dragon robe.

The man in charge turned around and asked, "Do you know which sentence of that Ah Liang made me the most angry?"

Song Jixin plucked up the courage and said, "Is that the person who told you to kowtow and admit your mistake?"

The man laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "As the master of Da Li Jiangshan, I can die standing up and never live on my knees. If I can't do this, Da Li will still want to go south and swallow this Aquarius Continent." ? If people deceive themselves, God will deceive them; if people strengthen themselves, God will reward them. You'd better remember this sentence. Then those gods keep saying that our Aquarius Continent is the smallest continent in the world, but you really know How big is the land of one continent? If you look through any history book in this world, who has become the complete co-owner of one continent? "

Song Jixin looked resolute, nodded and said: "When people strive for self-improvement, God will give it to them. I remember that."

The man said sadly: "What really makes me angry is that he said that no one in Da Li can fight. Not even one. I secretly walked step by step to the position of the tenth level of the Qi Practitioner. In this East Treasure Vase Zhou, it is already considered very remarkable. Your uncle Song Changjing is even more exaggerated as a ten-level martial artist. So what is the result? In the eyes of others, he still belongs to the category of "cannot fight". But blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, which is what I can do One of the reasons for living..."

"If I had the Twelve Realms today and made that guy feel like he had the strength to fight, I would probably kill him with one blow."

The man laughed loudly for no reason, but it gave people the feeling of a late hero.

Which pot of Song Ji's salary should not be opened and which pot should be raised? "One knife?"

The man nodded and said: "I'm sure, it's just a matter of one sword. That guy is a sword cultivator at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm. That's why he's so unreasonable."

Song Jixin's face was filled with confusion. He opened his mouth several times but swallowed it back, as if he had a heart-wrenching question, but it was inconvenient to spit it out.

The man leaned back, rested his elbows on the ground, and looked at the sky leisurely, "Are you wondering why you didn't kill us, and then ascend to someplace unknown to the dead?"

Song Jixin wiped his cheek hard with the back of his hand and hummed.

The man said calmly: "Before I tell you the answer, let me tell you some unfortunate news. It is rumored that big figures after breaking through the Thirteenth Realm can come down again and return to our world. Although the number of times is very rare, there are times after all. Following precedent, hundreds of schools of thought and wealthy families with thousands of years of history have deliberately chosen to keep it secret for some purpose."

Song Jixin's mind was quick and his expression was horrified.

The man sighed and said: "So the road we have chosen as Dali is still very long, and there is a long way to go. Don't be discouraged."

The man finally pointed to a place in Miyagi City and said with a smile: "There is a young man who was trained by his mother. In his early years, he was unwilling to go to the Cliff Academy to study. As for me, I don't care. This little guy has a very temperamental temper. Interestingly, if there is a dog on the roadside that is trying to bite, no matter whether it is injured or not, the boy will definitely kill the dog and stew it with meat, and maybe even find the dog's seven aunts and eight aunts. It would be fun to kill them all, what about you? Song Jixin?"

Song Jixin said without hesitation: "It's the same!"

The man nodded, "I was like this when I was young. After sitting on the throne, my temper changed a little. Because one day, I felt a little bored."

The man turned around and smiled: "But when you are young, it is a good thing to have such a temper and personality. You are enterprising and sharp. People respect me an inch, and I respect others a foot. People bully me for a while, and I bully others for a lifetime. I am a man. in this way!"

Song Jixin said softly: "I thought you would be disappointed."

The man patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be disappointed. If you haven't learned any real skills at a young age, you have already learned to observe my words and expressions. You can use the tools of the temple ministers to figure out the emperor's heart, and you still flatter me." It’s called the Dragon Slaying Technique, so I’ll be really disappointed.”

Song Jixin leaned forward, put his hands on his knees, and rested his chin on the back of his hands, "But I know a person who might make a different choice."

The man sat up straight and put his hand on the boy's head. "Believe me, that guy can hold grudges better than anyone else. He just suffered too much since he was a child. He knew how to tolerate it at a young age. This kind of person has become The enemy is the real thorn in the side. That’s why I chose to turn a blind eye to Midoriya’s interception and killing.”

"But don't worry, he has never regarded you as an enemy. Especially after you did those two seemingly boring things based on your heart, he will never do it again."

Song Jixin's face turned red.

The submissive man added: "But when you become the emperor of Dali one day, it will be hard to say."

"While that talent ascends and will definitely not return to the human world for the time being, we will work together to eliminate the root cause and get rid of this 'in case' as soon as possible."

After Song Jixin came up with this idea, he felt a little annoyed as soon as he said it. He denied it and murmured: "No, if that person comes back in the future, Da Li will really be destroyed."

The man was happy and said happily: "Do you think this problem is unsolvable? It doesn't matter, that's because your Song Ji salary position is not high enough."

Song Jixin was a little discouraged, so he could only comfort himself silently in his heart. God will provide for people's self-improvement.

The man smiled and said: "In this life, one or two enemies and friends are needed to make it interesting. I had one when I was very young, and so do you."

After a moment of silence, Song Jixin said doubtfully, "You haven't said the answer yet."

"I want to think about it slowly. I am not so good-tempered that I was beaten half to death and like to expose my own scars. By the way, becoming Bai Yujing's master has only benefits and no disadvantages. I lied about this. Your mother. I believe that after you lost control of Feijian, you knew that I didn’t lie to you. As for the meaning of this, you should think about it yourself. It is always good to think more about everything. "

The man who leaked the secret just raised his buttocks and was about to stand up and leave. Suddenly he sat back down, picked up the young man's palm, and said with a smile: "I'm here to show you palmistry. I know some superficial knowledge. I didn't have the chance to use it before. I'll take it today." Come and try your hand."

The young man passed it over in confusion.

While observing the young man's palm prints, the man said casually: "In ten or fifteen years, you can still be close to your uncle Song Changjing, but you must not be dependent on him. As for recruiting, let this martial arts genius I'm so convinced by you, a junior, so forget it. As a younger brother, I don't even bother to hide his ambitions. Even my older brother, who has been dominating him since he was a child, never dares to pretend to tame the beast. "

"No matter who you hate, before you really grow up, you can think about revenge in your heart, but never take action easily."

"But don't hold a grudge against your uncle just because of my few words. He is indeed a true hero. Otherwise, he would not be able to say the true meaning of 'I am the only hero in the world.' So in the future, as long as you have If you are stronger than him, he might recognize you."

After a while, Emperor Da Li stood up and left with a smile.

The boy clenched his fists and continued to lie on his knees.

The man said some polite words that he didn't understand, but during this period, the man calmly wrote four words in his palm.

life. three.

careful.

Song Jixin suddenly raised his head and shouted at the back of the figure who was striding away: "Dad!"

The man turned around and looked at the young man with a smile. He didn't look like an emperor at all, just looking at the young man.

And this man's true ambition is to talk to all the mountain gods in the world about the rules of the mountain. It seems that all his life's hard work has been wasted and there is no sound.

Song Jixin stood up, his eyes were moist, his lips were bitten and bleeding, and the young man was about to speak.

The man had turned around, with a warm voice, and said two unrelated words: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. From now on, you must eat three meals on time."

An old scholar who had walked out of Qidun Mountain finally reached the foot of the mountain, supported his luggage behind him, held his waist and lamented: "I am an old waist and old bone, I have suffered, I really have suffered."