Jing Zhujian

The capital of Qin.

Gongsun Suyi was still wearing a white fox mask, and she stood in front of the palace and hesitated.

The eldest Gongsun carried his hands on his back, standing side by side with a young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, standing on a pavilion, looking down at Gongsun Suyi.

The Grand Gongsun does not look mighty, and his body is tall and he is not as good as a middle-aged man, and he is even slightly hunched.

His thin face was covered with old-fashioned spots.

When ordinary people see this old man, how could they expect such an ordinary old man to be the famous Qin Gongsun.

He was the leader of the three great generals of the Northern Qin Dynasty. He was the one who had a famous Shentu on the battlefield in the past. Compared with this old man, his achievements were still much worse.

"Kong Fanxing died, and died at the hands of Yuan Jiulang.

I never thought that even a person like Yuan Jiulang would be unable to escape the shackles of his master-disciple relationship."

The 17 or 18-year-old boy had a long sword around his waist. Unlike the young man's elegant dress, the sword was golden and shining brightly, and looked extremely precious.

The eldest Gongsun kept his hands motionless, but just looked down at Gongsun Suyi.

"The great fu has a deep foundation. If I want to annex the great fu, I, Daqin, will inevitably have to deal with many variables.

For example... the great Fu Jing Duke Lu Jing."

Da Gongsun's voice was low: "But it's good, Yu Dongshen has never been replaced by a hereditary person in Taixuan Jing.

In this way, there was a gap between the three states of Chong'an and Dafu.

Emperor Chongtian no longer cares about it and just wants to let that heaven fall into the world. This is also a good thing for me, Dafu."

The young man smiled slightly and looked at Gongsun Suyi: "It's a pity that this little Gongsun Pingbai and his army crossed a great barren mountain. She saw the towering Chong'an city wall, Xu Changhe, and Chong'an armored personnel.

In the end, she returned in vain, which inevitably made her heart covered with dust.”

"It's okay, Dafu is not Rong or Gui, it is the true orthodox Central Plains. Su Yi is young after all, and seeing those real people of Dafu is also a bit of temper for him." Da Gongsun replied.

The young man held the golden sword around his waist and leaned over and asked, "I had heard of Xu Changhe and Xu Baijia's name long before the heavenly official came to heaven.

But what puzzled me was that he was just a guard of the Shenguan, but he had only seen two Yuan stars and seven main stars.

Such a character can naturally be regarded as extraordinary.

But in the world, there are many extraordinary people. Not to mention our Great Qin, just talking about the Great Fu, there are countless strong people. How can Xu Baijia deserve such a great name?"

Grand Dukesun glanced at the young man, then suddenly shook his head and said, "Although the Yuan star is heavy, it is not enough to completely determine the level of a strong man.

Can you tell me why Xu Baihe is called Xu Baijia?”

The young man saluted to Da Gongsun: "I would like to ask the general for advice."

Da Gongsun replied: "Because there is still a Xiezhi beast under Xu Baihe's command.

The divine beast turned into white armor to protect Xu Changhe for decades now.

With this divine beast here, Xu Changhe will one day ascend to the eighth realm gods and will always turn the main star into the Yuan star.

With this divine beast, Xu Changhe has no physical body, and ordinary Shenque powerhouses cannot approach him, which is equivalent to his fellow practitioners of the soul and martial arts.

There are few such people even in Dafu.”

The young man who was called "Young Master" by Da Gongsun was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head: "It turned out to be the external power of the divine beast."

But Da Gongsun suddenly reached out and patted the railing gently.

"There are not many divine beasts in the world, and even fewer of them can be used by mortals.

Young Master, if Xu Changhe can subdue Xie Zhi, then the power of this divine beast is not an external force, but his power itself.

What's more, Xu Changhe was born in a humble background, but he learned the ability to command troops under the command of King Chong'an. He was sent to Shenguan to guard it. It was not just that Dafugong was afraid of the three prefectures of Chong'an and Xu Changhe."

"Xu Changhe, Zhongshan Hou, Wei Xuanjun, champion general...

You should pay more attention to these characters and you will confront them in the future."

Grand Duke Sun Yu was serious and paused again when he said this, and continued: "There is also the new Duke of Jingguo who is in charge of Grand Duke.

Yu Dongshen was able to return to the three states of Chong'an this time because of Lu Jing's changes."

When the young master heard this, he nodded and said, "Wuji knows it."

Although the champion general is just my junior, they have proved their strength.

As for Lu Jing... he has a bit of sword armor and accentuated Ji Chen'an's style of swordsmanship, which is indeed a worldly style.

However... he is too young. Maybe before he grows up, my Great Qin will be able to swallow the world. If he can be my Great Qin minister, the long spear that stabs the sky will be even sharper."

Da Gongsun shook his head: "Lu Jing is like the Marquis of Zhongshan, growing too fast.

The Marquis of Zhongshan went to the Western Regions and gained something. The King of Baishan in the Western Regions surrendered to him and presented it to him with the blood of Baishan.

Jing Wushuang was a young martial artist who was unique in the world. After receiving the legendary blood from hundreds of mountains, he was afraid he had entered the realm of a great dragon and elephant.

If Lu Jing grows so fast, it will be a great danger to me, Daqin."

The words of Grand Dukesun surprised the young man with extraordinary status.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, raised his head again, and smiled and said, "Decades ago, King Chong'an had to bear my sword. Now he is lying half-dead in the three states of Chong'an and will never be the leader of martial arts again.

The great general, whether it is the Marquis of Zhongshan or Duke of Jing, they will eventually die under my sword.

The dispute between the two countries is a bit like bullying the small, and some people admit it."

This young man seemed young, but his words revealed that as early as when the Heavenly Official came to the world, he was already a cultivator who could draw his sword to King Chong'an.

When the eldest grandson heard the young master's words, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"The battle between King Chong'an was the fault of my Great Qin, which made a strong man in my world almost die, helping the heavens to abuse.

Don’t mention this matter again, my son.”

When the young master saw the eldest grandson frowning, his expression also changed a little.

He took a step back and saluted respectfully to Da Gongsun: "Wuji saves it."

At this time, Gongsun Suyi, who was standing in front of the palace, finally took a deep breath, and then held the white fox mask on her face, and then walked into the palace with her head held high.

Grand Dukesun finally showed a smile on his face and said to the young master beside him: "You have a sword to kill the Marquis of Zhongshan. Duke Jingguo's ambition is also a good thing. Since he has an enterprising spirit, he can keep it, but don't be arrogant."

The young man was slightly stunned, with a surprise in his eyes, and nodded.

But the moment he bowed, the Qin Wuji Gong suddenly stiffened.

Grand Dukesun looked at Mr. Wuji.

Mr. Wuji stood up, looked down at the golden sword on his waist, and slowly said, "My former sword is being devoured by someone, and is melted into the fire. I want to use my sword as material and cast another sword."

Da Gongsun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Which thirty-six counties is it?"

Mr. Wuji nodded silently, but his right hand fell on the hilt of the golden sword.

"I lost the Thirty-six County in Dafu, and that famous sword has been silent for too long.

Now the thirty-six counties are no longer worthy of me, but... what kind of virtue do others have to do with my master's sword? Can you swallow the sword spirit and use the thirty-six counties to refine the sword?"

But when Mr. Wuji stretched out two fingers and turned into sword fingers, he wiped it into the void.

...

On the Kadun Mountain, under the ice peak.

An Ruolu looked at Lu Jing standing in front of Mr. Fourth's words.

At this moment, Lu Jing was holding the Thirty-Six County in his hand.

The thirty-six counties of famous swords were originally the sword of Prince Wuji of Northern Qin. When the heavenly official came to the world, Prince Wuji came to the Great Desert to kill King Chong'an.

In this battle, King Chong'an was exhausted. Young Master Wuji was seriously injured like many powerful men. He left a sword ranked sixteenth in the world and fled back to Bei Qin.

After many years, the thirty-six counties were given to Lu Jing by Yu Dongshen.

Lu Jing sat cross-legged, and the black gold slaughtering the fairy at his waist was also silent.

While he was holding the hilt of the thirty-six counties' sword in his right hand, the long sword was shaking wildly.

"Mr. Lu Jing just said that if you want to use a sword to enter the furnace, is this kind of method?

He wants to forcibly suppress the sword spirits in the thirty-six counties? So how is this possible?"

An Ruolu was a little amused and irritated: "If the spirits among the first-grade famous soldiers are so easy to suppress and so easy to be refined in the furnace, then there will be no more first-grade famous soldiers left in the world."

Next to An Ruolu, Sun Boyuan, who had a mysterious origin, did not say a word and looked at Lu Jing carefully.

After a full cup of tea, Sun Boyuan suddenly saw his eyes slightly.

"Look, the Taibai sword light of Duke Jing Guo was killing the spiritual wisdom of this long sword sword spirit."

An Ruolu looked carefully, but saw that it was indeed the case. What surprised him even more was that Tu Xian Hei Jin had already been pulled out of his sword sheath by Lu Jing.

At this moment, Lu Jing held the hilt of the black gold sword in his hand, and slashed at the thirty-six counties with one sword.

Sharp!
To be continued...