Bai Ze sank into the Qinghe River and didn't get up for a long time. Over there, Mu Chen saw Bai Ze being kicked into the Qinghe River again. He knew in his heart that Bai Ze was no match for the swordsman, and was worried about Mu Qingling's safety. However, the masked assassin's sword power in front of him was astonishing, and he was unable to escape for a moment.
The swordsman in black stood on the bow of the painting boat and stabbed Mu Qingling with his sword.
The bright red flying sword was spat out by Mu Qingling. The moment the red light flashed, Yu Youwei tapped the low table with her finger for the third time.
The flying sword was instantaneous, but the swordsman in black was faster than the flying sword. The ancient sword shook and the bright red flying sword flew away.
The ancient sword stabbed Mu Qingling's throat again.
"Qingling!" Mu Chen roared, angry and fearful at the same time.
The water surface of the Qinghe River moved, not simply, but with magnificent waves. The river water with a radius of ten feet stirred up, and the burning lanterns on the river surface gathered together with the turbulent river water.
The black-clothed swordsman sensed that Mo Yu's murderous intent was surrounding him. The source of the murderous intent was the girl in a skirt kneeling at the low table of the painting boat.
Before he could sheath his sword, Yu Youwei reached out and flicked the white jade wine glass on the table, deflecting the sword's edge.
The swordsman in black didn't hesitate, turned around and left. But he couldn't leave. Yu You smiled slightly, and an angry dragon rolled up from the surface of the Qinghe River. The burning lanterns were adsorbed on the surface of the angry dragon. From a distance, it looked like a fire tornado rushing out of the water.
On the arch bridge, the swordsman in coir raincoat could not move after all. He watched Yu Youwei make a move, the lantern water dragon broke out of the water with unparalleled sword intent, and rushed the black-clothed swordsman on the bow into the sky. Then the angry dragon dived, and with a roar, pushed the swordsman into the Qinghe River.
The clear river is shaking, but the painting boat is stable in the waves. Mu Qingling's face turned pale and she looked at the girl kneeling at the low table in shock. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.
"Bang!" The water broke.
Bai Ze rushed out of the water, carrying Huangshan, but the two women in the painting boat were safe and sound, but the swordsman in black was nowhere to be seen.
On the other side, when the masked assassin saw his companion miss, he knocked Mu Chen away with his sword and retreated. Mu Chen did not dare to chase, stepped on the Qinghe River, and returned to the painting boat. Seeing that Mu Qingling was safe and sound, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his fists at Yu Youwei: "Mu Chen is very grateful to the young master's family for helping me. I didn't expect that the girl has an extraordinary status and cultivation level." So outstanding.”
"It doesn't matter." Yu Youwei stood up and said: "My interest has been disturbed today, and I don't have the heart to see the beautiful scenery of the Qinghe River again. Let's say goodbye. We will meet again someday."
After that, he pointed his toes, stepped on the turbulent water of the clear river, and flew to the shore, leaving only an oil-paper umbrella on the painting boat.
The swordsman in coir raincoat on the arch bridge saw the girl coming ashore and hurriedly followed her.
"Mu Chen will come to thank you someday!" The prince shouted to Yu Youwei's retreating back.
Bai Ze got on the painting boat with a strange look on his face. Mu Qingling stared nervously at the soaked boy and asked, "Bai Ze, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Bai Ze shook his head.
It was okay to be beaten along the way, but when he arrived at Heyang City, he was beaten again for no reason. You can imagine Bai Ze's mood.
"Brother Baize, I will take you to the hospital." Mu Chen ordered the boatman to dock. With a gloomy expression, he handed the green smoke to the princess and said: "The crossbow in the fishing boat, I recognize, is the Weicheng long-arm crossbow. Damn it, the Southern Territory family is so shameless, the He family in Weicheng, I have to lead the troops and personally conquer Weicheng to relieve my anger!"
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That night, Chen Deng, the deputy general of Heyang City, personally led a search of the city. On the grounds that "the prince was assassinated and the city lord's palace wanted to arrest the assassin", he attacked three strongholds of the He family in Weicheng and killed hundreds of people.
That night, the swordsman who was rushed into the bottom of the Qinghe River by Yu Youwei's fire tornado walked out of the Hongchen Inn outside the city to report the situation to He Zongzheng. He Zongzheng received a flying letter from the city. The letter said bluntly: "Mr. He, before we officially take action, My identity in Heyang City cannot be exposed, and I hope that I will act with caution and avoid any further assassinations in the near future."
He Zongzheng put the letter on a candle and burned it to ashes. He stood quietly in the room all night, and then said to the book boy: "Do as she said."
The Dushan Du family failed to siege Mu Qingling and allowed the princess to return to Heyang City safely. They did not get a crazy Mu Suifeng. But the crown prince followed closely and trampled on the Du Mansion, killing everyone in the Du Mansion. He had already twisted the Southern Region family into a grasshopper on a rope.
It can be said that the gains and losses of both sides were equal, and no one got an advantage. Now that Duke Guo and the sixth princess had entered the city, Mu Suifeng put on the official uniform of a first-class marquis with python pattern and went to pick them up in person, and had already welcomed them into the city lord's palace.
The arrival of Zhao Dun is another variable. He Zongzheng spent the night calculating, and now that Heyang City and Zhao Dun are joining forces, no matter how their families join forces, they are no match for those two men.
For the current plan, we can only wait for Handan to take action. But He Zongzheng couldn't understand that if the Zong family cooperated with the Chamber of Commerce, the Chamber of Commerce would have to come up with at least an army. Although the Chamber of Commerce has a lot of money in Heyang City, if they really want it to come up with an army, how can the young boss, who looks like no more than a twenty-eight-year-old girl, get it?
Mercenaries from the west of the city? It's just a bunch of rabble, what kind of climate can it become? The Confucian strategist from Jixia Academy frowned.
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Early the next morning, Bai Ze got up and knocked on Tao Hongjing's door. The mysterious swordsmith said something, and Bai Ze was not polite. He opened the door and walked into the courtyard and said, "Good morning, teacher."
The sword stove had been burning all night in the courtyard. The air outside the door had turned to frost, but inside it was like midsummer.
Tao Hongjing's hair was disheveled, and the black gold hammer hammered the sword embryo in his hand until it became even more awe-inspiring. The swordsmith glanced at Bai Ze and said, "You went out last night and were injured? Why is the energy in your body so chaotic in your chest?"
"That's true." Bai Ze walked over and said, "Last night during the Lantern Festival, I and the Crown Prince were enjoying the scenery in Qinghe, but they met an assassin and had a fight."
Bai Ze thought of the swordsman in black who flew over from the arch bridge last night. Fortunately, the swordsman only kicked him twice, and Bai Ze almost broke his ribs. If those two kicks had been replaced by two swords, he might have died if he fell into the Qinghe River yesterday. Never come up again.
"In the final analysis, your cultivation level is too low." Tao Hongjing said, not caring about what Bai Ze said about enjoying the scenery with the prince, "The sea of suffering is only the first step for monks to pursue the way of heaven. It is even said that without the energy to cross the three passes, They can't be considered true monks. After all, the true energy of the sea of suffering is trapped in the Dantian, so if you fight with others, you will naturally suffer."
Bai Ze walked to the sword furnace, took out the iron block he had hammered yesterday, picked up the black gold hammer on the sword-making platform, and began to hammer out the impurities in the iron block according to the method Tao Hongjing taught him yesterday.
However, with the injury on his body, Bai Ze was inevitably hindered in transporting the pure yang energy in his body. However, after the first blow, he immediately frowned.
Upon seeing this, Tao Hongjing poured the shuriken embryo into water to cool down, then covered it with green mud, threw it into the sword furnace and continued to smelt it. He said to Bai Ze: "That's all, you are injured, so you can't make a sword well. Today is not the day." Blacksmithing, I'll tell you about the principles of sword-making."
"That's fine." Bai Ze put down the black gold hammer, which weighed at least a thousand kilograms, and walked with Tao Hongjing to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard.
"Teacher, actually I have a question. I've wanted to ask it since I first walked in yesterday." Bai Ze looked at the swords piled up next to the sword furnace. At first glance, it was difficult to think that those swords were spiritual swords, but if you look closely, you can see that they are spiritual swords. I feel that there is an extraordinary aura on the sword, and it contains an inexplicable sword intention.
"What's the problem?" Tao Hongjing said.
"Those swords next to the sword furnace." Bai Ze pointed and said: "I always feel that those swords are unusual, but when I look closely, I feel that they are ordinary swords without any aura. This contradictory feeling makes me feel very strangeness."
"Haha, it's normal if you think it's contradictory. If you don't think it's contradictory, it's abnormal." Tao Hongjing laughed and said, "Want to know why?"
Bai Ze nodded.
"It's actually very simple," Tao Hongjing said, "because the iron I use to make the sword is pure mortal iron."
"Fan Tie?" Bai Ze was stunned and understood. You must know that none of the famous swords in the world are made of ordinary iron. The raw materials are different, and the effect of the sword is naturally very different.
In the world of Kyushu, the more famous a sword is, the rarer its casting materials are. What about thousand-year black iron, amethyst glazed iron, meteorite iron, corundum, etc. There is only the best spiritual iron that you have never heard of, and there is absolutely no famous sword that is made of mortal iron.
Looking at Tao Hongjing's Heyang sword furnace now, if the dozens of swords beside the sword furnace are really made of ordinary iron, Bai Ze can only describe the old man in front of him as "terrifying".
Being able to forge an ordinary iron sword into an inexplicable sword intention, this kind of method is not an exaggeration to say that it can reach the sky. You must know that in the land of Kyushu, the ever-popular saying "You are born to be mortal, why go against the heavens" has caused many lives to perish under the ruthless laws of heaven. What Tao Hongjing is doing is to challenge the way of heaven with a body of mortal iron. This is an act of conquering heaven!
"Yes, it's Fan Tie." Tao Hongjing nodded, sighed, and said: "Now, my sword-making realm has reached a bottleneck period. I have always had a problem when I was young. You said, a person with outstanding talent A martial arts prodigy and a useless person with no bones, if they don’t embark on the path of spiritual practice, are they both mortals?”
"Yes." Bai Ze said without hesitation.
"But if you look at it again, if both of them embark on the path of spiritual practice, will the martial arts prodigy definitely be better than that loser?" Tao Hongjing asked.
The expression on Bai Ze's face was wonderful, because he had asked Xie Xuan this question before, and the old man couldn't give an answer.
Let alone anything else, let’s talk about the old swordsman Kong Zhou who preceded the swordsman Li Muzhi. The Chengying Sword in his hand, one of the ten swords in the world, can be said to have shone brightly in Kyushu and shocked the world.
Legend has it that no one could see the sword when it came out of the sword furnace. This is what the saying goes, "The dragon separates and carries its shadow, and the wild goose falls and forgets to return." This shadowless and invisible sword defeated everyone in the world in the hands of the old sword fairy. There is even a legend that the old sword fairy Kong Zhou had already entered the legendary realm, the highest realm of the four extraordinary realms, and became an immortal long before Li Muzhi became famous. .
There is still news among the people that the old swordsman Kong Zhou is still alive. You must know that Li Muzhi has been famous for more than 150 years. A hundred years ago, Wang Zhihuan failed to shake his reputation as a swordsman. Now he has been invincible in the sword for a hundred years.
If the old swordsman Kong Zhou is still alive, who can imagine how far his realm has reached?
But for such a legendary figure, he was dubbed a martial arts waste when he was young. No one at that time could have imagined that a few years later, the young man they despised would become a unique and unparalleled swordsman in the world!
