Chapter 81:
Although You Chuiyun was speechless, he stretched out his right hand and showed a little finger.
Despise you.
Zheng Xilai's face darkened, he threw the Xunlong Ruler to Li Ziyu and said, "Fairy Li, please."
Li Ziyu took the small and exquisite Xunlong Ruler and applied a little magic power. The Xunlong Ruler glowed faintly, and a small golden dragon jumped out of the ruler and touched Li Ziyu's hands intimately.
Li Ziyu nodded, and the little golden dragon flew out happily. It was suspended in the air, looking left and right, as if it was attracted.
After circling the hall for several times.
It finally locked onto its target, then no longer hesitated, and flew towards You Chuiyun with a whoosh.
not good……
You Chuiyun knew that this little golden dragon was the incarnation of Xunlong Ruler, and it was coming towards him.
Is there any way to stop it?
You Chuiyun suddenly felt the sword intent in his body - that sword intent emerged crazily in his body when the little golden dragon flew over, as if the seal of the Medical Saint was about to be broken.
This sword intent became more intense the closer the little golden dragon got.
Why? Why is this sword intent so boiling at this moment?
You Chuiyun's mind was filled with questions.
Not only could this sword intent be suppressed, but it also slowly rushed into his mind. You Chuiyun felt a buzz in his mind, and many pictures kept flashing out.
When he saw that man holding the three-foot green sword for the first time as a child, he already knew that his swordsmanship would eventually become invincible.
He saw that man, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, killed the city lord in Sword Forging City and took away the best sword in the world.
He saw that man, who was thirty years old, went crazy and killed his parents and all the villagers with his own hands.
He saw that man being suppressed by the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and almost died.
He saw that man holding a single sword in the sky, knowing the difference between life and death, putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a saint immediately.
He saw that man getting rid of his inner demons and traveling around the world to atone for his sins, and everything was settled with one sword strike.
He saw the man holding a long sword with his back against the overflowing Yellow River. He cut off the waves with just one sword and killed the culprit with just one sword.
It was a dragon that was about to turn into a real dragon.
Kill the dragon where there is one.
Kill the dragon wherever there is one!
The only words that came to Yu Chuiyun's mind were that he felt that the sword intent was finally not something he couldn't control or feel, and could only exert a tiny bit of external force.
What he felt was that the sword intent seemed to have become a part of his body, melting into water and in his blood.
And that power ended up echoing in his mind over and over again.
"Behead the dragon wherever there is one."
Yes, Yu Chuiyun finally understood the sword intention left in his body by the sword master.
He glanced at the little golden dragon mercilessly.
There was an extremely mysterious realm in his eyes. This was the moment of his enlightenment and the moment when his murderous intent flourished.
The little golden dragon was startled by the terrifying aura he suddenly released. Its little head was filled with images of flying dragons being slaughtered. This aura was a killer for it!
The little golden dragon was so frightened that it turned over in the air. Although it didn't look like a human being, the words "rolling and crawling" could describe its current situation.
Oh my god, this guy is a dragon slayer!
How many dragons do you have to kill to realize the perverted sword intention of killing a dragon in its place?
Oh my god, I'm scared!
Run quickly, or you'll be drunk by the faucet soup if it's too late!
The little golden dragon turned around and ran away, swooping in and looking for the Dragon Ruler, and never came out again.
?
Everyone saw the little golden dragon flying out happily, and then before it even got close to You Chuiyun, it seemed to be frightened and ran away without a trace.
what's the situation?
Even Li Ziyu was no longer calm and looked at Zheng Xilai, who was also looking at the Xunlong Ruler in his hand with a dumbfounded expression.
Zheng Xi had never seen any big winds or waves before, but today he really saw a ghost.
"WTF?"
Zheng Xilai could no longer hide the anger in his heart. His face turned red and he came angrily and took back the Dragon-seeking Ruler from Li Ziyu.
He muttered the formula for a while, and then he didn't even move the Xunlong Ruler in his hand.
He startled to slap the dragon-seeking ruler, as if a few slaps would bring out the little golden dragon.
"Come out! Come out! What are you afraid of? Our Zheng family usually gives you so many offerings, you have to be brave!"
Zheng Xilai was so angry that he continued to slap the Xunlong Ruler while blowing his beard and staring.
It worked this time. The furious little golden dragon jumped out again, but this time it didn't go to You Chuiyun. It didn't even dare to look at it again. It just flicked its tail fiercely and gave Zheng Xilai a slap in the face. slap.
Snapped--
Crisp and loud.
Zheng Xilai was stunned on the spot, and Little Jinlong cursed and got back in again.
Slowly, a red mark appeared on Zheng Xilai's face.
It was a mark that looked like a dragon's tail.
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame.
Zheng Xilai was slapped in the face. No matter how determined he was, he couldn't help but throw the Xunlong Ruler to the ground!
"Clan leader, think twice!"
"Clan leader doesn't want it!"
"Don't! Clan leader, please don't!"
Everyone in the Zheng family started to protest, their expressions changed greatly, and they tried to prevent the patriarch from making an irreversible decision.
Even the second elder of the Zheng family, who was lying wrapped like a rice dumpling, shook off the bandage to stop the patriarch's impulsive behavior.
Zheng Xilai's expression changed after being reminded. He knew that he was in such a mess that he went crazy and almost dropped the ancestral secret treasure. With lingering fear in his heart, he looked at You Chuiyun as if he had seen a ghost.
This kid...could he really be the nemesis of my Zheng family?
What kind of hero am I, Zheng Xilai, to be in such a mess here?
At this moment, You Chuiyun, who was no longer suppressed by the pressure, had regained his breath. The violent sword intent in his body that was sealed by the Medical Saint had disappeared, which meant that he could no longer use that power to defeat the enemy.
But at the same time, he also clearly understood the sword intention. Although it was very superficial, he invisibly understood the sword intention of the current sword master.
Even the disciples of the Sword Master couldn't do it.
This sword intention was like planting a seed, slowly taking root and sprouting in You Chuiyun's heart, until one day it blossomed and bore fruit, and You Chuiyun finally became a master of swordsmanship.
But now You Chuiyun is not very clear about it, and he has not yet reached the stage of using it freely. He has reached today, relying entirely on his own talent to understand. If he has a high-level mentor, then his progress will be horrifying.
He glanced at Zheng Xilai with hatred. He didn't know that he had eliminated the opponent's last trump card just like this.
He must seize the opportunity to pursue the victory, and attack when the enemy is tired: "Master Patriarch, what is your evidence? Is it the little golden dragon in your family who has a bad mind?
With all due respect, if you can't produce any more evidence, I will sue you for the slander of the Zheng family! "
Zheng Xilai's hair stood on end. He tried all his methods but couldn't do anything to a foundation-building child, and was laughed at in public. He had never been so humiliated in hundreds of years.
As the head of the Zheng family, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the emperor of the land. Apart from the core figures of other families and the Nantianmen in the south, who does he need to be afraid of?
"Boy, I advise you not to seek death."
Zheng Xilai was thinking about whether to break up the relationship and directly capture You Chuiyun and gouge his eyes.
I glanced at Li Ziyu - no matter how much it cost, it was worth it.
You Chuiyun looked at his unkind eyes and knew that the matter had reached the most critical step.
What would Li Ziyu's attitude be if the other party completely broke up with her?
Facing Bai Qicai's mentor, You Chuiyun couldn't get anything right. He was counting the reasons why the other party helped him, and then he couldn't even count one.
Bai Qicai's request - this may count as half.
Because You Chuiyun knew that such a big shot always sought advantages and avoided disadvantages when making decisions, and completely offended the Zheng family, just for the sake of an insignificant person.
Zheng Xilai just thought about it and knew how to do it. Is there anything more important than the inheritance of the ancestor of King Ming?
But before he took action, he heard the heavy sound of gongs and drums coming from outside the hall.
"The Great Xia imperial court's negotiating envoy, the imperial censor, has arrived——"
There was a loud and loud shout, accompanied by the majestic silence of the officials, and everyone couldn't help but go out to greet him.
When going out, Zheng Xilai deliberately walked to You Chuiyun and grabbed his wrist.
When everyone went out, they saw hundreds of officials, guards and black-armored troops.
A man with a long beard and a jade face stands in front with his hands behind his back. He is wearing a noble red robe, a white jade belt with a lion pattern around his waist, and a supervisory haechi patch on his chest.
From a first-grade official, even the royal python robe was held up on a hanger and followed behind.
what's the situation?
Why are the high officials of the imperial court here?
Everyone is a cultivator and as a rule they do not kneel, but there are some people who do not know the rules. Seeing such a high official for the first time in their lives, they want to bow down and kowtow three times.
The high official was seen holding an exquisite long box and took out a golden scroll-like thing from the box.
"Which one is You Chuiyun? Come forward and have an imperial edict."
The voice of the man with the long beard and jade face is not loud, but it has strong penetrating power.
Imperial decree?
Everyone present turned back to look at You Chuiyun.
You Chuiyun looked at Zheng Xilai.
Zheng Xilai pinched his wrist and looked blankly at the extraordinary noble censor.
"Clan leader, can you let me go? I'm going to receive the order." You Chuiyun coughed twice and said.
The Censor's eyes looked over and fell on Zheng Xilai's hand, and he frowned with dissatisfaction: "Who dares to obstruct the imperial edict?"
Only then did Zheng Xilai let go of You Chuiyun's wrist as if he had woken up from a dream.
You Chuiyun was pinched so hard by him that there was a red ring on his wrist. He shook it secretly, then stepped forward and walked out of the crowd, respectfully held his hands in his hands and said, "Sir, the student is You Chuiyun."
The censor looked at him from side to side: "Are you famous?"
"Students are not talented, but they were talented students five years ago."
"Do you know who your husband is?"
The censor suddenly said something meaningless.
"The students only know that my husband's surname is Xia..."
