"Oh?" Zhou Zhiruo raised her brows slightly, and her face instantly turned cold, "I knew they wouldn't calm down like this."
As he spoke, his body was in a trance, and the person had already arrived at the door.
"Junior sister, head master!" Jingxuan shouted immediately.
"What?" Zhou Zhiruo paused and turned around, with a bit of questioning in his eyes.
"Jingxuan has something unclear, please ask the master for advice." Jingxuan bowed and said seriously.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, "Is there something that we can't talk about later?"
"This matter is related to the life and death of Emei!" Jingxuan's face was more serious than ever.
"Hmph!" Zhou Zhiruo threw down her sleeves with slight dissatisfaction and sat back at the table, "Ask me."
"May I ask the leader, why do you have to go to the Knight Island?" Jing Xuan asked frankly.
Ding Minjun's heart trembled, and he secretly sweated for Jingxuan, but he was also really curious in his heart.
"Why, do I still need to explain to you what I am doing?" Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the two women lightly and said in a cold tone.
"Xia Ke Island is recognized as a forbidden place in the martial arts world. It is very dangerous to leave here. If the injuries to the junior sisters are too great, the Emei sect will have no hope of revival. As the senior sister of Emei, I have the right to know the reason why the leader has to go." Jingxuan
He seemed to be risking his life, and what he said was neither humble nor arrogant, with the intention of remonstrating with death.
There are rumors in the world that anyone who goes to Xiake Island, no matter who you are or how high your martial arts skills are, will never come back. In the eyes of people in the world, Xiake Island is more terrifying than Guangmingding and Blackwood Cliff.
It is not an exaggeration to call the Demon Sect's home base a forbidden place in the martial arts world.
But this time, for some unknown reason, the new head Zhou Zhiruo made a desperate move. Regardless of the opposition of all the disciples, he forcibly selected ten disciples and went to Xiake Island together. You must know that these ten disciples are all elite disciples of the same generation as Zhou Zhiruo.
Any other sect already has one elder. If the whole army is wiped out, Emei will never recover from this.
Along the way, although the disciples said nothing, they were both afraid and curious in their hearts.
Zhou Zhiruo knew the seriousness of the matter and the thoughts in the hearts of the disciples. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Junior sister has her own reasons for going. As for the reasons, I can't tell you for the time being, but I can tell you."
Yes, this is Master’s order before he died.”
Hearing the word "Master", a trace of deep sadness flashed across Jingxuan's face, and he was silent for a moment. As for Ding Minjun, he sighed with a complicated expression, and then said seriously, "Since the head senior sister is the master
If we obey Master's order, then we must fulfill Master's long-cherished wish even if we risk our lives."
"Since it is Master's last order, Jingxuan doesn't want to ask any more questions. I just hope that the master can take care of all the junior sisters. Jingxuan takes his leave." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room. Obviously, he was not interested in what Zhou Zhiruo called "Master's last death."
"Fate" is still skeptical.
"Sister, I just feel sorry for the sisters. Please don't take it personally, senior sister." Ding Minjun explained cautiously.
Zhou Zhiruo waved her hand, "You can go out first, I want to be quiet."
After Ding Minjun left, Zhou Zhiruo's expression suddenly turned cold, and she turned to look at the window, "Who is there? Come in."
As she spoke, the palms of her hands were already secretly building up momentum. Just now she had been unwilling to speak openly to Jingxuan. Most of the reason was because she discovered that the walls had ears.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few months. Zhiruo's skills have improved a lot. I just wasn't paying attention and you discovered me." A burst of laughter sounded in the room.
Hearing this voice, Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, and then the eternal ice on her face melted instantly, and she exclaimed, "Brother Murong!"
"Hey, I thought you didn't even recognize Brother Murong." As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed in the room, and a figure appeared, it was Murong Fu.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Murong Fu affectionately, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and then she no longer cared about the sect's etiquette and rules, and threw herself into Murong Fu's arms as soon as she moved.
The two had known each other since childhood, and Zhou Zhiruo had a deep love for Murong Fu. One day without seeing each other felt like three autumns apart. Ever since they showed their feelings during the battle of Guangmingding, the feelings they had accumulated for many years burst out like a tide. Unfortunately, the two of them got together less often and separated more often.
I've only met Guangming Ding a few times briefly, and it's easy to imagine how much I miss him.
Murong Fu opened his hands and hugged her slender waist tightly, wishing to rub it into his body. Although the meeting and even falling in love between the two were deliberately manipulated and guided by him, because of compassion and love, his affection for Zhou Zhiruo was no better than that of Murong Fu.
Less snow.
Seeing each other again after a few months, the two of them couldn't help but touch and touch each other.
"Brother Murong, how good or bad are you..."
"No, it's so embarrassing..."
"Ah, no, don't touch there..."
…
Less than half an hour passed before Murong Fu put Zhou Zhiruo's clothes back on with a disappointed look on his face and looked at the sky speechlessly.
"Brother Murong... Pfft!" Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help laughing when she looked at Murong Fu's painful expression of wanting to eat but not being able to eat.
"What's so funny? If you wait a few more days, you still won't be able to escape!" Murong Fu said fiercely. He was originally very excited, thinking that he would finally be able to eat this delicate flower today, but unexpectedly he discovered at the critical moment,
Zhou Zhiruo is having her period.
Zhou Zhiruo's blush that had just faded immediately returned to her cheeks, but she still whispered, "Zhiruo has been looking forward to this day for a long time."
Murong Fu's heart almost melted in an instant, but at this moment, somewhere in his lower abdomen was about to explode, which would lead to a misfire. He hurriedly ran the Qingxin Jingqi Jue, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, what are you doing at Xia Ke Island?"
It’s not really Master Miejie who left you any orders, right?”
"This..." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly looked hesitant.
"If it's inconvenient, don't say it." Although Murong Fu said this, he was still very curious in his heart. What last words did Master Miejie leave for her? It actually involved the Knight Island.
"That's not the case." Zhou Zhiruo was so thoughtful that she couldn't guess that Murong Fu was just telling the truth. She immediately shook her head and said, "Originally, I wanted to give Brother Murong a surprise, but since you want to know so much, it doesn't hurt to tell you in advance."
"Do you know the origins of the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword?" Zhou Zhiruo pondered for a long time, then suddenly asked something that was beyond Murong Fu's expectation.
"Could it be the same as in the previous life, when Master Miejie asked her to obtain the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and then take out the objects hidden in the swords?" Murong Fu couldn't help but think so, with a look of confusion on his face, "I have consulted many classics.
, there is no record of the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword at all. People in the world only know that 'The Supreme of the Martial Arts Slays the Dragon with a Precious Sword', but they don't know their origins."
"That's right," Zhou Zhiruo nodded. "There is a widespread rumor in the world that 'the supreme king of martial arts slays the dragon with his precious sword', but few people know the next sentence, 'If the Heaven cannot come out, who can compete with it?' In fact, there is a secret hidden in the Heaven Sword and the Dragon Slaying Knife.
It’s a huge secret. Once you get this secret, let alone the supreme martial arts master, the whole world will be able to get it at your fingertips.”
"Oh? There is such a thing?" Hearing this, Murong Fu couldn't help but tremble despite his strong mind. Although he had always disdained words such as "if you get something, you can get the world", but
These words came out of Zhou Zhiruo's mouth, but there was no reason why he didn't take them seriously.
Zhou Zhiruo nodded and continued, "Brother Murong may not know much about the origins of the Emei sect. Our Emei sect was founded in the pre-Qin period. The founder of the sect, Situ Xuankong, was so superb in martial arts that it was difficult to match him in the world. At that time, the Emei sect was very prosperous.
At one time, there was a saying that 'a tree blooms with five flowers and is supported by five flowers and eight leaves'."
"What I'm talking about is that the disciples of Emei have spread all over the world. However, times have changed. Today, among all the branches, only the Qingcheng Sword Sect still exists in the world. However, the current Qingcheng Sword Sect is no longer the former Qingcheng Sword Sect.
Therefore, the ancestors of the past generations gave up the idea of recovering." Zhou Zhiruo sighed with a complicated expression.
"Well, what does this have to do with the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife?" Murong Fu was not very interested in the history of Emei, but was eager to know what the secret Zhou Zhiruo was talking about.
"Don't be anxious, listen to me slowly!" Zhou Zhiruo gave him an angry look and said, "Later on, the world was in war, and the Emei Sect quickly turned from prosperity to decline. It was not until the Qin State unified the world that things improved slightly, but the good times did not last.
"After Qin Shihuang sat on the Dragon Throne, he had trouble sleeping every day. In his dreams, there was a real dragon asking for his life. To relieve his worries, he did three things."
"What three things?" Murong Fu suddenly became interested, because from a certain perspective, Qin Shihuang was the person he wanted to imitate.
"Collect the soldiers of the world, gather the sword-forging masters from all over the world, and send people to the East China Sea to find the elixir of death." Zhou Zhiruo paused, and continued, "Needless to say, collect the soldiers from the world, and gather the sword-forging masters from all over the world. What a coincidence.
Unfortunately, the third generation head of Emei at that time happened to be one of the most famous swordsmiths in the world, so he was summoned by Emperor Qin."
"Qin Shihuang gathered together the most famous swordsmiths in the world at that time, and spent ten years collecting the century-old mysterious fire essence from the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the thousand-year-old cold gold and iron from the shore of the East China Sea, and the ten thousand-year-old immortal bamboo from the far west, and asked you to
The master swordsmiths worked together to create the most domineering and sharpest sword in the world, a magic weapon that can rely on the sky to slay dragons and sweep across the world."
Murong Fu was dumbfounded by what he said. He had never heard of thousand-year cold gold and iron or ten-thousand-year-old immortal bamboo. Moreover, although the Yitian Sword was much sharper than an ordinary long sword, it could not be called a magic weapon in the true sense. Could it be
Is this the masterpiece of a master swordsmith?
Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have seen what Murong Fu was thinking, smiled slightly, and said, "Actually, the so-called century-old mysterious fire essence is an iron essence made by calcining meteorites in the crater of the volcano, and the thousand-year cold gold iron is made from the mysterious ice and ice on the bottom of the sea.
A kind of cold iron formed from gold and iron. As for the immortal bamboo, it is a bamboo that has been struck by lightning nine times and is still alive. However, the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword are not made of these three things."
Although she spoke in an understatement, Murong Fu knew very well that it was not an exaggeration to call these three things divine objects. Even if any one of them was made into a weapon, it would be enough to dazzle the world. For a moment, he couldn't help but look forward to what she said.
Said secret.
"The materials are all ready, and the master swordsmiths are in place, but it is so difficult to forge these three things into a magical weapon. Ten swordsmiths spent countless efforts and decades before the sword embryo finally took shape. Among them,
There were also three swordsmiths who died due to old age and exhaustion of their lifespan."
"The First Emperor of Qin also died in depression before the divine weapon was born. Once he died, the divine weapon that was about to be born became an ownerless thing. After all, the seven sword masters were also mortals. How could they not be unmoved, so a self-inflicted