Chapter 62 Xu Ge Returns to Beijing There was a girl, about 28 years old, very pretty, who was being escorted here by two old men in black and white them, the bamboo forest collapsed with a huge roar. There were thirty black dragon heavy armors, like thirty huge black iron beasts, rushing around with murderous intent. "Maybe there's a misunderstanding..." Su Chen prepared to explain something. boom! The thunderous sound of a bowstring rang out, and a black feather arrow pierced through the rain curtain and shot out from the hands of the Black Dragon Guard, taking Su Chen's life directly. "Anyone who knows what happened tonight will be killed without mercy!" "No misunderstanding." "You die too!" He was roaring. That's the case. There's nothing more to say.
"it is good." Su Chen nodded. Bang! The black feather arrow can kill a second-grade cultivator and seriously injure a first-grade cultivator. It can hit the jade energy outside the body of Su Chen, a second-grade cultivator, and instantly turn him into ashes. The Black Dragon Guard Captain's eyes were filled with murderous intent, which froze in his eyes. His hand holding the bow trembled. He...he seems to have offended someone serious! This night. There was a roar of thunder. Su Chen stretched out his palm. With the courtyard as the center, the heavy rain suddenly became still, and the rain stagnated in mid-air, and amid the rumbling thunder, it turned into a sword. The sword storm of the seventh year of Jianwu reappears in the world. "No!" "This may be a misunderstanding..." The Black Dragon Guard Captain wanted to explain. however. None of this matters anymore. tonight. It's quiet now. The heavy rain was stained with blood.
The scene was silent. The Queen of Qi's female musicians and the two elders, Black and White, all stopped in their tracks; there was no need for them to flee any further. Outside this shabby fenced courtyard, there were corpses of men in black dragon heavy armor lying in tatters everywhere. They didn’t even reach the door of the courtyard and died in the bamboo forest a hundred meters away. "My Lady Princess, do you still have this kind of back-up plan?" "Why didn't you tell us!" "This is the world-famous Black Dragon Heavy Armor!" "With such an expert, even if we fight back and rescue the prince, there is still hope..." The two elders, Black and White, two second-grade masters, exclaimed repeatedly, their pale faces turned rosy, and their eyes were full of surprise. but. Only the female musicians of the King of Qi were dishevelled and trembling in the wind. This time. It was her turn to be afraid. "Second Elder, what is this person's cultivation level? Is it possible... that he is just at the second level like you..." Only the daughter of King Qi knew clearly. This person is not her helper at all. As early as in the bamboo forest, she saw this person standing in the wind and rain, wearing straw clothes and a straw hat, and the rain could not get close to him. It was obvious that he was practicing. That shout was just to make this person die in his place. No matter what. It can also share some of the manpower of the Black Dragon Heavy Armor... result. This person is a little too strong. "There are also strong and weak ones among the second rank." "But, this person can't possibly be a second-grade one." “The Black Dragon Heavy Armor is world-renowned, and it is difficult to break through unless it is of the first rank. Moreover, he has borrowed the power of wind and rain, and is not just of the first rank, but of the peak first rank junior master. Even in the Imperial City, there are no more than two palms.” Hear the words. The King of Qi's female musician's eyes went dark, she was almost suffocated, and her body was staggering. A first-grade junior grandmaster? Still at the peak!!!
This is an existence where His Majesty Xuanlong is still alive, and we have to show him some courtesy and not provoke him. What did she do? "Princess." "With the top-level escort, we are safe now." The two elders, Black and White, smiled easily, not noticing the princess's strange behavior at all. Instead, they asked the princess to introduce something to them. at this time. The female musician of the King of Qi gritted her teeth and walked towards the mysterious first-rank official whose face she could not see at all in the rain. "The daughter of the King of Qi, Zhou Le, greets you, Senior." "Thank you for your help, senior." The two elders, Black and White, with smiles on their faces, also stepped forward to pay their respects. however. The next scene. It scared them out of their wits. "Do I know you?" "roll!" Su Chen flicked his sleeves. boom! The wind and waves brought heavy rain. rainy night. Bloodstained again. The two old men and one young boy flew backwards into the distant bamboo forest like a kite with a broken string, and fell in a pool of blood, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead. soon. The daughter of King Qi staggered to her feet, looking miserable and covered in blood, and kowtowed to Su Chen. "Thank you for sparing my life, senior." "Le, thank you very much." Done. She helped the two people beside her up and walked away quickly. "Did I hold back? How come I didn't know?" "What was that just now?"
The female musicians of the King of Qi have disappeared. Su Chen walked into the bamboo forest. Picked up a broken piece of jade pendant on the ground. really. He read that right. Just now, a jade pendant exploded, emitting white light, and blocked 70% of the wind and waves for the King of Qi's female musician. Otherwise, even a first-rank musician would have had a hard time surviving. "It's a bit like the methods of immortals." "After all, this is a dynasty of cultivation that has existed for more than 300 years. There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. The Great Zhou should not be underestimated..." There was a noise in the wooden house. boom! Su Chen flicked his sleeves. moment. The strong wind blew again, sweeping the corpses of the Black Dragon Heavy Armor soldiers on the ground, along with the blood, deeper into the bamboo forest. Qingque, holding the table leg, walked out nervously. "Marquis Jiangling, are you here to arrest me?" however. Outside the house, heavy rain washed away all traces, and the weather was calm. There was no sign of the previous fierce battle, and there was no sign of the famous Black Dragon Heavy Armor, where more than 30 people died. "what happened?" "I seemed to have heard some fighting just now, and I'm a little worried about you." Qingque smoothed her hair and asked. "You heard wrong." "There was no fight at all. It was just lightning and thunder. The thunder struck and broke some bamboos in the distant bamboo forest." His straw cloak was soaked by the rain. Su Chen raised his eyes, revealing his handsome face under the straw hat, and smiled. "not to mention." "I am just an ordinary eunuch." "If I really met a bad guy, I would have been beaten unconscious long ago." "It's really just thunder." Hear the words. Qingque thought about it and it made sense. The Mr. Xu in front of him was only about twenty years old, an ordinary eunuch. He was probably driven out of the palace because of his laziness and lived in this shabby courtyard. How could he be a hermit?
It seems that she is crazy about practicing. Qingque returned to the house. Subsequently. She poked her head out again and said. "I'll boil a kettle of hot water for you to wash up." "It's cold." "Don't catch a cold." Su Chen nodded and prepared to go back to the house. After taking two steps, he felt the soil under his feet was a little hard. Looking down, he saw a bright yellow brocade scroll. “It’s a bit like…” "Imperial decree?" When he unfolded it, he saw that it was indeed Emperor Xuanlong's will to pass on the throne. Simultaneously. It was also an imperial edict ordering the death of the prince. The reason is that the prince committed treason! As for the successor... "interesting." "Pass the throne to him?" "If this imperial edict were to appear, the Great Zhou would be in for a commotion." Su Chen casually rolled up the late emperor's will, which could bring about great changes in the Great Zhou, the six counties and ten prefectures, and the mighty power of the world, and threw it into the ring. the other side. The daughter of King Qi fled to the bank of Jinjiang River, her face changed, and she touched her waist. She found that her robe had been torn without her knowing. The late emperor's last will has disappeared. "Could it be... lost in the bamboo forest?" "hateful." "Who is that person? He is a top-level person. Why haven't I heard of him? I haven't even seen his face clearly..." She didn't dare go back to the bamboo forest again, because the life-protecting jade token was extremely precious. This one was given to her father, the King of Qi, by the late emperor. "If it really doesn't work, please ask Long Xuanjun to take action. He is a supreme rank, and it will be easy for him to take back the will..." “I’m afraid that once he sees Lord Long Xuan, he will kneel down and beg for mercy before he can even make a move, and offer the late emperor’s will with both hands.” Yes.
Go find Long Xuanjun. The daughter of the King of Qi gritted her teeth and looked at the two old men, Black and White, who were barely breathing and had become a burden. A fierce look flashed across her eyes. "Feel sorry." The daughter of the King of Qi walked away alone. The surging Nujiang River surged up and two blood-red streaks appeared. …… …… "Please pay your respects." The sky is dark and the earth is dark. It was still raining heavily. Su Chen, wearing a straw cloak, and Qingque, holding a bamboo umbrella, came together to the depths of the bamboo forest in the courtyard, where there was a solitary grave. "Aren't you going to Beijing?" Qingque's face was full of suspicion. Su Chen stretched out his hand and opened his palm, revealing half a piece of broken jade. moment. Qingque felt as if struck by lightning. He looked at Su Chen in disbelief. His voice trembled and his bamboo umbrella fell to the ground. "How... do you have this?" She hurriedly took off the broken jade that she had worn for fifteen years, and stumbled over. The two pieces of broken jade fit together, seamlessly and flawlessly, as if they were one. "This is your mother's grave..." Qingque looked at the lonely grave and her eyes turned red. On the painted boat. She had thought countless times about the scene when she would find her parents, and how to express her hatred for them for abandoning her. But, I never thought it would be like this. This emotion... She is so sad. "mother!" Qingque cried loudly. In front of the lonely grave, she hugged the tombstone and let down her guard. For the first time, she looked like a helpless girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Even when she was on the tower ship, facing Marquis Jiangling and seeing nothing but a dead end, she never felt so helpless, but resolutely jumped into the river to die.
The rain was pouring down and the thunder was roaring, getting heavier and heavier. The rain wet the bluebird's clothes. "You'll catch a cold." A bamboo umbrella was propped up over Qingque's head. Qingque raised her eyes, and her red eyes met a pair of clear eyes. She is still crying. Rain curtain. bamboo forest. In front of the lonely grave. A man in black held an umbrella for the crying girl in plain clothes for a long time. The crying stopped. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. But for some reason, no matter how strong the wind was or how heavy the rain was, the girl's clothes could not be wet at all. "What kind of person is she?" the girl asked. "Very good person." "She treats you very well. She is willing to sacrifice her life to give you a happy future." Su Chen whispered. In a trance. He thought of the old woman in the abandoned house in the bamboo forest, who resolutely went to die and used her life to create the growth of the miraculous medicine for her internal organs. This promise carries a thousand pounds of weight. It was also her death that sent him into the internal organs, into the Nine Refining Realms, into the third level. She also buried Daliang with a sword for her old friend from eight years ago, and broke the shackles of pain in the heart of her old friend... "Where's my...father?" The girl is still asking. "do not know." "I don't get along with him very well." "If I were still alive, I would treat you very well. You deserve all the good things in this world..." The girl didn't answer. She fainted while holding the tombstone.
After all, it was still a bit of a stretch. The injury had just been healed, and his mood was out of control. Add to that the cold rain in early autumn, and Qingque caught a cold. "Looks strong." "But, after all, she is just a little girl of fifteen or sixteen." "It's time to let her practice earlier." Strands of vital energy were sent into her body. Su Chen carried Qingque on his back, packed her up briefly, put her in a wooden box, and headed for Beijing carrying the box. At his feet, a crystal clear black jade turtle ran on its four short legs and rushed out of the house, afraid of being lost again. The feeling of first-class quality is far away. He has been stuck at the second level of internal organ perfection, the third level of the Nine Refining Realm, where internal organs are connected and qi is integrated, for too long. He has feelings. perhaps. The Great Zhou Palace brought countless classics, and among the secret collections passed down by the ancient Dayu was the opportunity for him to enter the first rank. As for the traces of the immortals in Yunyin Mountain... Su Chen didn't dare to go. At least, I don’t dare to go before the first level. Even if it becomes a first-class product, you still have to think carefully before doing it. The horrifying impression left by this fairy whale froze the heaven and earth for three hundred miles, or even thousands of miles. To this day, Su Chen still cannot forget it. That's it. It is just caused by the unconscious release of aura nowadays. hard to imagine. If the fairy whale is truly enraged, there will be such a disaster that even Daliang may be destroyed overnight. People are afraid of immortals. He is not a human, but he possesses the secret of immortality and is even more afraid of powerful beings. In a wooden box. The bluebird is chirping. "Master Xu, will you leave me too..." Su Chen didn't answer.
a long time. He stopped and gently stroked Qingque's hair, as if he was making a promise, or just comforting her. "will not." "Until you can protect yourself, I won't..." The second year of the Xuanlong Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The tenth day of March. heavy rain. It's still raining heavily. Su Chen went straight to the capital. The girl in the box gradually got better and turned into a chirping, noisy bluebird, surrounding Su Chen. However, this time, an inexplicable emotion seemed to sprout in the girl's eyes. "Today, I will teach you how to practice." The rain wouldn't stop. The wilderness. Su Chen found a dilapidated temple, wiped the rain off Qingque's grass clothes, and spoke solemnly. "Practice?" "Master Xu, aren't you just an ordinary eunuch?" Qingque Road. "You have to call me Master." "Who says that ordinary eunuchs can't teach people to practice?" "I still know a little bit about cultivation." Su Chen made a little gesture. Subsequently. He picked up a dry branch from the ground. "My cultivation method is not suitable for you, nor for anyone else. You should follow the path of Qi. After my care, once you start practicing, you will surely improve by leaps and bounds, catching up with the top talents. Once you reach the pinnacle, it will not be just a fantasy to be on par with the best..." Su Chen told the story slowly. "Just blow it." "Recuperation?"
"Is it because of the tree root water you boil for me every day?" Qingque didn't believe it at all. She doesn't know. That is the thousand-year-old ginseng king beard. Even a first-class person would be jealous when seeing this. The King of Ginseng needs to be boiled in water. Even a person with average talent can become a proud one. "Therefore." "I won't teach you the method, I will only teach you the skills!" "This sword is called Star Burial. It is the strongest sword skill under the Grandmaster level. If you can comprehend a bit of its charm, you can slash the peak with your sword when you are at the first level. When you are at the peak, you can make the peak bow down. As if you are at the peak, you can be the best first level in the world..." Su Chen continued to talk, his movements were natural, his words were confident, his spine was straight, and he had a convincing and extraordinary demeanor. This time, even though Qingque didn't believe it, he couldn't help but sit up straight and become nervous. Could it be that Mr. Xu is not an ordinary eunuch? Is he really an expert? She can practice now. next moment. Su Chen held the dry branch in his hand and swung the sword forward. It seemed like a random sword strike, but thousands of sword-wielding changes were gathered in one strike. Seemingly ordinary, it is actually above the first grade, the path to the Grandmaster, with sword moves that penetrate into the subtleties! "Do you understand?" Su Chen looked at Qingque. "what?" "Did you just teach me?" "What about the sword tactics, heart tactics, and oral tactics?" Qingque was full of suspicion and felt that she had been cheated. Now it was Su Chen's turn to be surprised. Do we still need these things? Isn't it true that after reading it once, you can gain some understanding, after reading it twice, you can get a basic understanding, and after reading it three times, you can fully comprehend it? That's just how he is. In the ship.
The Black Armor Wu Sandao of the Double Second Rank swung a sword. Su Chen had only watched it once and mastered it thoroughly. He was even better than Su Chen, and he didn't even use any mental formulas... Aren't others? like…… In Daliang Wu Pavilion, there are indeed many secret techniques to assist in the practice of swordsmanship and sword skills. "It seems that you are a little slow in understanding. How about I swing my sword a few more times to see if you can gain some insights?" Su Chen asked. "Master Xu, I really believed your lies. You are so arrogant that you don't even care about the peak or the best." "Next." "You wouldn't say that the three dukes of Daliang, the three most powerful ones, Lord Zhang, Lord Xu, and Lord Su, are all your disciples in the imperial palace, right?" Qingque put her hands on her hips and spoke unhappily with the naivety of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. "Three Dukes of Daliang, is there still such a title?" "You are somewhat right." "Zhang Gui is my close friend and brother, Xu Han is both my disciple and son, and as for the last one..." Su Chen pondered. "Ah! I can't listen anymore." Qingque rolled his eyes, refused to listen, crawled into the wooden box, closed the lid, and fell into a deep sleep. "so rude." "I am your master." Su Chen didn't get a response. Instead, he felt something rubbing against his feet. He looked down and saw a small black turtle that was as crystal clear as black jade. Its eyes were shining and its front paw was pointing at the branch on the ground. Turtle wants to learn! Teach the turtle quickly! After a few more teachings, the turtle will be able to learn it. "Can a turtle learn swordsmanship? You don't have hands." "it is good." "teach you." Looking at the little turtle's expectant eyes, Su Chen nodded, picked up the dead branches on the ground, and performed it again and again. The little turtle was fascinated by the sight. Outside the ruined temple. The strong wind and heavy rain were chopped into pieces by the subtle sword force, and could never fall on this dilapidated temple again.
a long time. night. It's so dark. It's still raining. The dilapidated temple fell into silence. Su Chen was wrapped in a straw robe, dozing off against a wooden box. blah blah blah! The ground shook slightly. There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, approaching from far away. There was an armored guard, as tall as ten feet, with long arms and legs, and a devil mask on his face. He looked ferocious and walked in. When he saw someone living there, he drove them away immediately. "Get out of here." "I have disturbed you, and ten lives are not enough to compensate you." This is a second-grade internal organ. Su Chen could see that this was a person who had gone astray from practicing external skills, causing him to become inhuman and his lifespan to be greatly shortened. "it is good." "Let's go now." Su Chen looked at the heavy rain outside and the convoy. He didn't want to cause trouble. It was only ten miles to the outskirts of the imperial city. By then, there will be many inns. "and many more." "What?" "General Lei, are you deliberately humiliating this little eunuch because he is wearing a dark robe from Daliang and is a remnant of Daliang?" A shrill voice. The words are cold and chilly. The skin laughs but the flesh does not laugh. A man in a blue robe, supporting a white-haired young man, walked into the dilapidated temple. The young man had sword-like eyebrows and his eyes were covered with black cloth. He could only walk with the help of someone, but it was still difficult to conceal his noble aura as a prince. "Since it is what Eunuch Yu said, you should stay." "It's raining heavily outside." "The ruined temple can only accommodate two people."
"not to mention." "Just a little black eunuch." "I have a second-rank general Lei beside me, who can hurt me?" The white-haired prince said. The man in blue robe is Yu Zhong. "The Military Supervision Bureau is the most protective of its people. The old eunuchs of Daliang cannot be humiliated at will." Yu Zhong walked over and said to Su Chen with a smile. "correct." "what's your name." in the dark. Su Chen raised his eyes, revealing his handsome face, looking like Xu Ge, and spoke slowly. "Xu Ge." "So your name is Xu Ge... Wait, who? Xu Ge!!" Yu Zhong shouted until his voice broke. "Who?!" As soon as Xu Ge’s name came out. Not to mention the second-rank General Lei who looked over in shock, even the blindfolded white-haired prince looked over here in the direction of the sound, if he could still see. Who in the world doesn’t know this? Among the many forces left over from Daliang, only two were the most powerful. Even the royal family of the Great Zhou dared not ignore them and had to show respect to them. Both of these forces are huge, covering the nine counties of the old Daliang area, with hundreds of thousands of disciples and old patrons. One side is in high position in the government, called the West Factory, while the other side is hiding in the grass, called the East Factory. They are incompatible and have heavy blood debts with each other, and they will not stop until death. The East and West Factories both revere the young master of wind and snow, Su Gong, who appeared in stunning fashion and slashed the Nujiang River with his sword, as their leader, but each has its own helmsman. The head of the East Factory, Chu Xiao, had a feeling at Nujiang River a few days ago that breaking the limit and reaching the peak is a foregone conclusion. However, there is still no one to inherit this huge behemoth, Xichang. Lord Xu, the designated successor of the Three Dukes of Daliang, has not appeared in the world for three years. It can be said. Once he appears in the world and takes charge of the Western Factory, he will be at the pinnacle of power, and even the emperor will want to win him over and show him some respect. The heir to the Western Factory. Just call me Xu Ge!
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