The sea breeze was moist, and two swordsmen were sitting on the green hill outside the town.
The sword cultivators in Donghai are naturally from the Donghai Sword Sect.
These two are no exception.
One is from Jingtao Sword Sect, named He Xie, and the other is from Canglang Sword Sect, named Zhuyu.
In a place like the East China Sea Sword Sect, although older swordsmen may not necessarily have a high level, the two people sitting here are indeed not too low in level, but they are not too high either.
The cultivation of the great road is the most general but also the most appropriate adjective.
The two came to see something.
The world does not know about black robes and white clothes.
But they know.
The one in black robe is called Kamigawa, one of the three swords in the world.
The one in white is called Cong Ren, and he is also one of the three swords in the world.
Moreover, they are also senior brothers, disciples of Swordsman Zhongxiao, who was once the best in the world.
Of course, with this identity that everyone knows, there is naturally nothing to delve into.
So the two were probably just chatting, occasionally looking at them from a distance very cautiously.
If the two really fight in the East China Sea.
They will send all the sword cultivators of the East China Sea to the south at any time.
The people of the East China Sea Sword Sect naturally didn't know why these two people stayed here for so long.
"Did Qingjiao come back for the New Year last year?"
Canglang Sword Sect Zhu Yu looked at He Xie and asked.
He Xie sat beside the rock, leaning against the rock behind him melancholy, with his sword on his knees and letting the spring breeze blow his white hair.
"No."
Zhu Yu patted He Xie on the shoulder. Old men probably weren't very good at comforting each other.
So Zhuyu said nothing.
He Xie probably didn't want to mention these things, which could be seen from the short answer.
The two of them lingered in the sea breeze and mountain breeze for a long time, and then their eyes fell on the two people in the town in the distance. One was wandering around the town, and the other was sitting on a bench on the street, looking at the world leisurely.
Behind the line of town is the high cliff that goes deep into the clouds.
"What on earth are our Majesty and Senior Cong Ren doing?"
Zhuyu was very depressed.
These two people here are much more worrying than when Zhang Xiaoyu and the others were here.
No matter how famous Zhang Xiaoyu and Chen Qingshan are, they are still only among the younger generation.
Even if one has outstanding talent, the power of time cannot smooth out many gaps.
But these two are different.
They are the two mountains that all swordsmen in the world need to look up to.
He Xie said softly: "Maybe he is just wandering around and not doing anything."
Zhu Yu looked at He Xie and said, "How do you know?"
He Xie stood up with his sword in his arms, looked at Zhu Yu aside and said, "Because I can only think this way."
If you don’t think like this, how else can you think about it?
Do you think they will fight and beat the entire East China Sea to death?
He Xie smiled helplessly.
Zhuyu was at a loss.
Since the two people suddenly appeared in a small town in the East China Sea, after playing cards for several days, they came to the vicinity of the East China Sea Sword Sect one after another.
I heard that Bu Suanzi even tried to break up the fight.
It can make people who lack one skill cannot help but become peacemakers. Obviously the story that Donghai doesn't know is extremely serious.
However, the two of them preferred to linger here all day long as if nothing had happened.
Every time the two of them stayed in the East China Sea for one more day, the fear in the hearts of these East China Sea Dao cultivators would increase.
They no longer have the heart to study who will be the next generation to carry the banner of the Sword Sect.
I just hope that if the two of them really have something to think about, they can go somewhere else to think about it.
You know, the world today is in a mess. Huangliang is independent in the south, and demon clans are rising violently in Huai'an. Even near the East China Sea, where the millennium-old power of Mojian Cliff is located, many demon clan rebellions have occurred. Although in a place like this, those things died down quickly.
But not all places in the world have Mojian Cliff.
I heard that Qingtian Dao in the north is too busy.
Huaidu stayed put, but from time to time some innocuous decisions from the Ministry of War came out.
As for the South.
The South is in chaos.
Even though the disciples of the Sword Sect are in the human world, the soldiers in the south are empty. This is the biggest problem.
Although the senior fellows of the Human Sword Sect are very strong, it is impossible for them to kill all the monsters that have risen up.
If you really do this, you will undoubtedly be driving the world to a dead end.
Therefore, under such circumstances, His Majesty of the Gale Dynasty can still have the intention to stay in the East China Sea.
This is something the two of them still can't understand.
He Xie looked there for a long time, but suddenly remembered something, and stared blankly at the sword cultivator in white clothes in the small town down the mountain.
"I may know why His Majesty seems to be wandering."
Zhu Yu turned to look at He Xie with a frown and said, "Why?"
He Xie said in a deep voice: "Do you remember that earlier, His Majesty went to the foot of the cliff and wanted to go up the cliff?"
Zhuyu nodded.
Although the current cliff master Qiu Xi'er is also very strong, it is obvious that he will not be Shenhe's opponent.
If Kamigawa is determined to go up the cliff, even if Cong Blade is at his side, it is not something that cannot be achieved.
He Xie quietly looked at the sword cultivator in white sitting on the street holding a sword for a long time, and said softly: "Because of the Karma Sword."
It was like a thunder struck my heart.
Zhu Yu also reacted.
Yes, the Karma Sword.
So their Majesty, really wasn't doing anything, was really just hanging out.
Because he can't show any flaws.
Just like a certain spiritual wizard in the south who died simply under Zhang Xiaoyu's sword.
The cause and effect of that sword will only fall on the weakest point of the world and its fate, and it will be cut off with one sword.
The incident of Bai Fengyu back then was the most vivid example.
That sword was beyond everyone's expectations.
Xie Chaoyu called it a change of heart.
It is also a variable.
The sword of cause and effect is a deadly sword.
And Cong Ren cannot draw his sword at will.
Once his sword has gone through the years.
Facing a former senior brother like Kamikawa, Cong Ren was naturally extremely dangerous - just like the conversation Cong Ren had with Kamikawa when he was eating noodles.
.....
"Of course I can stay at the inn and keep my sword in the alley."
"But senior brother, if you don't have a sword in your hand, do you dare to face a person with a sword like that?"
In fact, Cong Ren is still facing the same situation as before.
In Kamigawa's life, it is impossible that there would be weaknesses without causal destiny.
But that may be a long way off.
Even if Cong Ren's Karma Sword can really reach those years.
But without the sword, Cong Yan naturally had no confidence to stand in front of Kamigawa.
...
Zhu Yu stared blankly at the two people in the town for a long time and said softly: "So these two may really have a falling out."
He Xie was silent for a long time and said softly: "This is the worst guess."
"But the worst is often the one that will come."
He Xie smiled helplessly and said, "Do you have any idea?"
Zhu Yu turned around and headed towards Donghai Sword Sect with his sword on his back.
"They are three feet away from us, so of course there is nothing we can do."
Everyone naturally has his or her own three feet.
This is something that cannot be solved.
The East China Sea Sword Sect is probably ready to leave the East China Sea at any time.
He Xie didn't leave, just stood there for a long time.
He was probably thinking about what would lead to breaking the deadlock in this peaceful confrontation.
...
Qingjiao did not return to the East China Sea to celebrate the New Year, nor did she draw her sword in that spring rain.
That high mountain was smashed into the world.
Only the old Taoist and a few scattered Taoist sword cultivators escaped in embarrassment.
A Taoist is not a swordsman, but he can use Taoist swords. A Taoist has never worshiped gods, but he can also use vast magic techniques.
A Taoist is not a green mountain.
But he can lift mountains.
Qingjiao was very glad that she still maintained her awe and vigilance towards such a Taoist. Although the sword on her knees had been unsheathed for three inches, it never fell through the spring rain towards Chen Qingshan.
Zhang Lizi's rabbit was roasted just right, and it was dripping with oil. It dripped into the fire that returned to the human world, and from time to time a warm flame would burst out.
But the Taoist who walked towards the clear stream again was cold and pale.
The Taoism all over his body was slowly fading away, and he once again became the Chen Qingshan who sat quietly and looked at the world.
Chen Qingshan walked to the fire, reached out and tore off a piece of crispy golden skin-on meat from the rabbit, stuffed it into his mouth casually, then raised his hand to smear the oil, smearing the blood color smoothly.
"Nice roast."
Chen Qingshan was not stingy with his praise.
Zhang Lizi said nothing, but stared blankly at Chen Qingshan's arm that looked extremely ordinary and even a bit like a scholar, and his eyes fell not far away.
There was originally a spring mountain.
But now it has become a spring lake, and the water from all directions is slowly converging into it. Maybe in a few decades, the world will no longer remember that there was a mountain there.
In the past, when she was in Shanyue City, she had heard of the tradition in the spiritual world of giving gifts to the human world.
It’s just that now, she probably understands the meaning of the two default rules in the cultivation world of not deceiving young people in the world and being polite in the world.
Chen Qingshan didn't pay attention to the Shanyuecheng girl who was squatting next to the roasted rabbit and gradually opened her mouth, as if she could never close it again.
He just sat back on the rocks in the stream and looked down at his heart, which was bleeding with blood.
The injuries involved are naturally extremely real.
Whether it was Zhang Xiaoyu's sword or Yunzhu's plum branch, the wounds left behind were long-lasting and heavy.
Chen Qingshan kept coughing.
Only then did Zhang Lizi come to his senses from those voices that sounded very weak and tired, and stood up in a hurry, holding an umbrella to Chen Qingshan beside him to protect him from the spring rain.
Although she has been taught the cultivation method by Chen Qingshan, many things still have the thoughts of the world subconsciously.
The injured person will naturally not be exposed to the rain.
It will become infected and pus will ooze.
Zhang Lizi stared blankly at the blood on Chen Qingshan's heart.
It's just that this Taoist from Shanhe Temple just raised his head and glanced at the umbrella above his head, then calmly raised his hand to push it aside, and then looked palely at the spring rainy sky in the world.
Chen Qingshan maintained this posture for so long that Zhang Lizi felt a little weird.
"What are you looking at, Master? Is there anything else in the sky?"
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "Maybe there will be. For example, arrows will come from the sky."
Zhang Lizi remembered Dayi's Bow that Chen Qingshan had said before.
This was the first time she heard this term.
What it is?
Chen Qingshan may have heard the doubts in Zhang Lizi's heart, and said softly: "That was made by the Huaidu Tiangong Division, and it can suppress the existence of Jiutian Xiu in the world. But you don't have to worry. Things like this will only be used by you in the future. If you can treat people with courtesy, they won't take aim at you."
Zhang Lizi looked up at the sky with some fear. Although there was nothing in the sky except the cold falling spring rain, she still became nervous.
"What about you, Master?"
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "I don't know, but I don't know how many people are hiding in this spring rain and want to kill me. I can only do something to make them afraid."
It's just like what Chen Qingshan said.
Kamigawa is no longer in the world and has no news.
Huaidu will not act rashly.
Therefore, the Taoist raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time, but he did not wait for the sound of the bow to fall to the world.
So Chen Qingshan lowered his head and turned to look at the woman in red from the East China Sea who carried the sword intent from the beginning to the end, but finally drew the sword.
"I thought you couldn't help it."
Qingjiao sat in the rain and looked at the sword in her lap quietly.
"I'm different from them."
Chen Qingshan smiled palely and said, "Yes, you are my real enemy."
Zhang Lizi was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Qingshan and said, "Aren't they?"
Chen Qingshan looked at the extremely open Guanghu land after being pulled out of the green mountain, and said calmly: "They don't want to see people like me, the little saint of the green mountain, in the world."
Zhang Lizi stood there holding an umbrella without knowing why.
After a long time, the little girl from Shanyue City looked at Chen Qingshan and said, "Will I be like this in the future?"
Chen Qingshan thought for a long time and said slowly: "I don't know what will happen to the world in the future, and it is not something I can know, but you can also see that the world is in chaos."
Zhang Lizi was speechless.
Of course she knows.
I know that the demon clan and the human world seem to be breaking apart.
I once thought about going back to see my parents, because I heard that the story begins in Shanyue City.
But Chen Qingshan was very relaxed.
Tell her that Shanyue City will be fine because it is too close to Lingnan.
Such a sword sect, who is still at the bottom of the cultivation world, is very enthusiastic about the human world.
The same is true for Qingjiao, who has always been at odds with Chen Qingshan.
This gave up the little girl's idea of going back.
The spring rain is continuous.
The rabbit was still roasting on the fire. Maybe it was because of the spring rain, but Zhang Lizi had no appetite.
...
Han Chan put on the snow-colored imperial robe. No matter how you look at the snow-white imperial robe, it doesn't look like it matches the tone of the country Huangliang. In fact, whether it is Gu Chu, Huangliang, or the former Huai An, emperors of all dynasties preferred black imperial clothes. On the contrary, the snow country, which has no sense of existence in the west, will have snow-colored imperial clothes.
Although he didn't like this gesture, he sincerely accepted the fact.
After all, he is already a human emperor.
He is no longer the killer who went to Huangliang for 20,000 yuan.
With the assistance of Xuanxuyuan and Zeng Jiusi, the entire palace affairs were running in an orderly manner.
Lord Ling Yin is still held by the former Lord Fengchang of the Nine Divisions. As for Sima, this is an extremely important official position under Ling Yin. Both the Nine Divisions and Xuanxuyuan have provided candidates, but Han Chan did not accept it.
Probably Liu Sanyue was unwilling to accept the position of Sima, and Hanchan would not leave this position to others.
On the contrary, the Sima left and right all have candidates.
Zuo Sima is Qi Jinyuan from Jianyuan, and You Sima is the former Lang Zhongling of Jiushi.
In other words, Han Chan held the post of Sima in his own hands.
The remaining positions such as Zuo Yin, Right Yin, and Zuo Shi still come from Jiusi and Xuanxuyuan, with the elders of Jiusi as the main ones, supplemented by people selected by Xuanxuyuan, and the transition will be gradual in the future.
Of course, Han Chan doesn't care about such things.
Even if he really sat in this position, to a certain extent, he was still unfamiliar and alienated from this country.
An emperor with no foundation can only rely on his identity as a sword cultivator of the Liuyun Sword Sect.
This was also the reason why Han Chan insisted on keeping Liu Sanyue.
There is no old friend across Daze in the south.
Although Liu Sanyue was not an old friend, they were both from Huai'an.
Just as Han Chan said.
It's a lonely thing.
The twists and turns of fate are far beyond Han Chan's imagination.
Hanchan was probably the first Chu king in the world to set up the post of Yin in March.
Naturally, Xuanxuyuan and Jiusi had no objections.
As we all know, any vacuous position that is close to that of an emperor will eventually become an indispensable part of an empire.
In the human world, March Yin and Ling Yin are actually juxtaposed, just like the Sima who should have existed, and placed in the position of the second minister.
Fourth, it is best to be in March. Once it is gone, only the youth will never come back.
Two young men, Jing Jing and Zhao Gao Xing, were also taken into the palace. Jing Jing was very quiet and went to Zuo Shifu. As for Zhao Gao Xing, Han Chan really gave him the post of General Gao Xing in Zhenbei. He went to kill people and eat them.
The yellow beams that had been stagnant for thousands of years began to move again in the great swamp wind brought by the goddess.
Although Huang Liang has been in vain for thousands of years, he has some effect after all. The only pity is that the only 800,000 garrison black armor available died outside Nanyi City. This is why Han Chan did not establish a Sima, but still He appointed the left and right Sima and a series of subordinate officials, and began to reorganize the Huangliang armored army.
As for whether it is possible to regain the power of fighting against Huaian with human power, this is obviously a fantasy.
The separation of Huangliang, to a large extent, still comes from the divine capital ten miles away from Kyoto.
From a certain perspective, this indeed follows the original structure of the Wuguishen Cult.
The blessing of gods and ghosts has always been an inseparable part of this land.
Of course, these things are not what Han Chan needs to worry about.
Just like this.
On the long steps, the ministers of Yin were ordered to kneel down, and Yin and Liu March stood sideways beside the hall.
Han Chan, dressed in imperial clothes, stood quietly in the spring breeze, looking at a puddle in front of the temple.
"So when did this sword disappear?"
The ministers were silent.
If even Han Chan, a sword cultivator from the Northern Avenue, couldn't find out when the sword named Lingtai disappeared in front of the palace, let alone others.
After a long silence, Han Chan turned his head and looked quietly at the ugly-looking Liu Sanyue beside him.
"It seems that your Majesty should be in Huangliang."
To some extent.
There is nothing wrong with what Han Chan said.
Liu Sanyue just bowed respectfully.
"I don't know."
Han Chan did not embarrass Liu Sanyue, but turned his head and looked at the world quietly for a long time beyond the senior ministers.
"I will see the human magic armor before March."
The ministers were obedient.
Liu Sanyue stood quietly in the spring breeze.
He could naturally understand the fear in Han Chan's heart.
If I were standing in this position, I would have the same feeling.
His Majesty from the north has been in the world for a thousand years.
Human armor that merges with the path of witches and ghosts is probably the only thing that can bring some peace of mind.
Even outside Kyoto, it is the capital of gods and ghosts where the goddess lives.
In a sense, this may not be a sign that Han Chan still doesn't believe in gods and ghosts.
This northern sword cultivator.
Believe in the world more.
