"Don't know?" Xu Fengnian didn't expect this answer.
Li Chungang said impatiently: "At this level, everyone has reached the ultimate level of practice in their own hearts. Without real competition, who can know?"
At this time, the night tide of Shenhu Lake rises, and the lake waves roll up the sediment on the bottom of the lake and onto the shore.
Xu Fengnian looked at the waves sparkling under the moonlight, and found a foreign object in it, which was wrapped in the sand and washed ashore.
Xu Fengnian stepped forward to pick it up, and used the large yellow ting in his body to disperse the mud and sand wrapped on it.
The foreign object revealed its true appearance. It was about 2 feet long and over three inches wide, with a curved dagger shape and long horns, and the whole thing was glowing with jet-black light.
Li Chungang saw the thing in Xu Fengnian's hand and said with a smile: "Boy, you are somewhat lucky. This dragon has been cultivated for thousands of years, but it was defeated by the monk. All the flesh and blood in his body were taken advantage of by the fish and shrimp in the lake. Only this one on his head The horn has absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years. If it could be cast, it would be comparable to a divine weapon. I never thought it would fall into your hands."
Speaking of this, Li Chungang showed a pity expression and said: "What a pity! What a pity!"
Hearing Li Chungang's words, Xu Fengnian asked in confusion: "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that this thing fell into your hands. I'm afraid that the sacred thing will be covered in dust." Li Chungang said: "In the Spring and Autumn War, how many people were in the hands of that human butcher. Later, the horse stepped into the rivers and lakes and offended me again. How many people in the martial arts world. Is there any famous martial artist in this world who doesn’t have some ties to it? If this thing falls into your hands, I’m afraid a master craftsman would be willing to build it for you.”
Xu Fengnian looked at the dragon horn in his hand and felt it was a pity, "Is it really impossible?"
Li Chungang asked Xu Fengnian to give up this intention as soon as possible, "Let alone anyone with such ability, there is no one now. Even if there is, the Lord Shangzhu has offended so many people, no one is willing to risk being chased by martial arts masters I will take the risk of killing you and build weapons for you.”
Since his family knew his own affairs, Xu Fengnian chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter, it would be a honorable thing to take this thing back and put it at home."
As he said that, he was about to put away the dragon's horns.
At this time, listen to a clear and soft poetic rhyme, accompanied by warm white light, cutting through the night sky.
"The white sun is swaying in the sky, subduing demons, the heaven's will is written in the book, and all the disciples are piously supporting the road; the Buddhist lamps are lit up and the brilliance appears, and a glimmer of hope is saved in the last years."
With gentle footsteps, someone came carrying a bright lamp to illuminate the windy and cold night on the lake.
In the warm light, a person has arrived in front of Xu Fengnian and others, introduced himself to his home, and stated his purpose of coming, "I'm here to illuminate the world. I heard that the ink dragon from the Spring God Lake is about to come out, and I want to help Yiyi Shu. I don't want to be late. The black dragon has already been killed."
"Lighting up the world?" Li Chungang looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
This person's face is like a crown jade, and his hair is like silver threads
Zhaoshi Mingdeng also looked at Li Chungang, "This must be the old swordsman who ranks among the top thirteen in Spring and Autumn Period."
His voice is soft, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
Li Chungang saw the origin of Zhaoshi Mingdeng, "Are you a Taoist?"
"Just a mountain cultivator." As Zhaoshi Mingdeng spoke, he focused his attention on Xu Fengnian, precisely on the horn of the ink dragon in his hand.
Li Chungang smiled and said: "If your cultivation in the Zhixuan realm is just a miscellaneous cultivator, then 90% of the Taoist priests in the world may not even be as good as a miscellaneous cultivator."
Zhao Shi Ming Deng said modestly: "In front of the old sword god, Ci Lang dare not be good at it."
Xu Fengnian noticed the gaze of the Taoist priest in front of him who called himself Cilang, and asked: "This Taoist priest has been looking towards me since just now, but he has fallen in love with the black dragon horn in my hand."
Zhaoshi Mingdeng admitted without hesitation: "I am indeed attracted by the dragon horn in this little brother's hand."
"In that case, how about I give the horn to the Taoist Priest?" Xu Fengnian kept the horn of no use anyway, so he might as well give it away.
Unwilling to do so, Zhaoshi Mingdeng refused and said, "This corner was obtained by my little brother, and it was due to chance. How can Cilang ruin other people's chances?"
"Does this Taoist Priest know my identity?" Xu Fengnian revealed his identity, "Let me introduce myself. I am Xu Fengnian, and my father, Xu Xiao, is the king of Liang in the north of Liyang Dynasty, and I am an official of Shangzhu Kingdom."
Zhaoshi Mingdeng immediately understood what Xu Fengnian meant and said, "It turned out to be the Crown Prince of Northern Liang in person."
Xu Fengnian suggested again: "Taoist Priest should understand now that this black dragon is useless in my hands. How about giving it to Taoist Priest to make elixirs?"
But I saw Zhaoshi Mingdeng shaking his head and saying: "It is difficult to say right or wrong in a Spring and Autumn War. If there was no Shangzhu Kingdom, I don't know how many people would be kings and how many would be orphans in today's world. Although the killings were heavy, because of this chaos It is an indisputable fact that it will bring more than ten years of peace to the world."
After listening to Zhaoshi Mingdeng's words, Xu Fengnian sighed and said: "If everyone in the world had such an awakening as the Taoist Master, there wouldn't be so many disputes in the world."
I saw Zhaoshi Mingdeng insisting: "The Mo Jiaojiao is the property of the prince, Ci Lang will never take away anyone's love. But..."
Seeing Zhaoshi Mingdeng hesitate to speak, Xu Fengnian said, "If the Taoist Master has anything to say, just say it."
Zhaoshi Mingdeng looked at the two weapons on Xu Fengnian's waist and said, "Prince Cilang Guan is also a martial arts practitioner, and although the two weapons on his waist are not ordinary, they are not suitable for the Crown Prince."
Xu Fengnian touched Xiudong and Chunlei on his waist and said, "What the Taoist Master said is true. These two weapons are temporarily borrowed from friends."
Zhaoshi Mingdeng suggested: "The ink dragon horn is made by the Spring Lake ink dragon absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years. It is most suitable for casting. I have some knowledge of casting techniques. If the prince trusts me, I can tailor it for the prince. A weapon."
Xu Fengnian did not expect that the gentle and jade-like Taoist priest in front of him would know how to cast weapons so cleverly. He said in surprise: "Does the Taoist priest know how to forge weapons?"
Zhaoshi Mingdeng said: "I dare not say that Cilang is good at it, but he can still forge weapons. If the prince can trust Cilang, you can give me the horn of the black dragon. How about picking it up at this place in three days?"
"There is nothing wrong with you." Xu Fengnian was not afraid of Zhaoshi Mingdeng's lies, so he handed the ink dragon's horn to Zhaoshi Mingdeng.
Zhaoshi Mingdeng put away the dragon's horns and asked, "I wonder what kind of weapon the prince wants?"
"Knife-style ones will do."
"Okay. The kind man will live up to the trust of the prince." Zhaoshi Mingdeng carried a lantern and recited a clear poem before leaving this place, "It is difficult to predict that it will be the year of Jiazi, and thousands of demons will roam the white sun sky. All the disciples piously support the way; the Buddha The lamp lights up and the brilliance appears, a glimmer of life saves the last years.”
The three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
During this period, Xu Fengnian fell in love with Wang Linquan's daughter, Wang Chudong.
This woman wrote "Spring God Tea" when she was six years old and "Snow in the East Chamber" when she was fourteen years old.
As soon as this book was published, it became popular in Liyang. It was once praised that one word is worth a thousand books and one word is worth a thousand dollars.
With her help, he met the giant turtle under Spring God Lake.
You can watch the inscriptions on the stone tablets on the back of the giant turtle, and travel to the Spring God Lake with the turtle.
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