Zhang Duanjing took the Yinhu Order and looked at it for a long time. Zhao Shui said: "I really can't recognize the ancient seal with the wrong gold on it. I'm afraid it has something to do with the inability to perform sacrifices and refining."
"This is Tianxia Ghost Book." Zhang Duanjing stared at it and said, "It's normal for you not to recognize it. There is no certain method for such spiritual writings, and there is no way to analyze them by copying them. What's more, this Yinhu Order was at the beginning of the sacrifice.
Then we must practice the law to impeach ghosts and gods, and capture their true form and charm into seal characters."
"To summon ghosts and gods? Doesn't it require a Taoist immortal family to refine it?" Zhao Shu asked.
"Tianxia's founding of the country was indeed helped by the immortal family." Zhang Duanjing replied: "It's just that Tianxia's energy has been exhausted, and this Yinhu Order has no ghosts and gods to summon. Moreover, it was inspired by the immortal family's magic power and it is difficult to change it. With you now
It will probably take ten years to practice again."
"Oh." Zhao Shu responded. It seems that this thing is of little use to him.
"But I have a way." Zhang Duanjing said: "Throwing this order into the fire of the alchemy cauldron is like smelting five pieces of metal and eight stones, burning all the Tianxia ghost books on it, and condensing and retaining the little bit of immortal magic power. Then you can
It won’t be difficult to sacrifice the alchemy method again.”
"This move will test the strength of the alchemy cauldron, and I don't think I can do it," Zhao Shu said.
"I'll just come, you don't have to worry too much," Zhang Duanjing said.
Zhao Shu knew that the teacher was taking care of him. He thought of the past few attempts to switch to Chongxuan Hall, and felt regretful that he was disgusting.
Putting himself in the shoes of the students he taught with all his heart, Zhao Shu really wanted to slap himself in the face with all the thoughts of changing his family.
"Teacher, I..." Zhao Shu was dejected and hesitated to speak.
Zhang Duanjing saw this and asked, "Do you want to pay homage to your mother?"
Zhao Shu took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "I still want to take a look."
"Okay." Zhang Duanjing agreed: "I will go to Dongshengdu later, and you will go with me then."
"I don't dare to trouble the teacher, I can just go by myself." Zhao Shu said.
Zhang Duanjing stood up and said, "You are seriously ill. Let's recover first."
At this time, Shi Huoguang came to the dormitory, raised the curtain and asked: "Master, are you here too?"
"Come take care of Zhao Shu, I have something else to do." After Zhang Duanjing left, Shi Huoguang came to Zhao Shu's bedside and sighed:
"You finally woke up. You worried me so much the past few days."
Zhao Shu felt a little warm in his heart and said, "Thank you very much."
Shi Huoguang was stunned when he heard this, and Zhao Shu sighed: "I am truly alone now. I can't always rely on you and the teacher to take care of me."
"Huaiying Pavilion is your home." Shi Huoguang shook his head: "Anyway, you don't have to worry, just rest in peace and rest first, and don't act rashly in the past few days."
"Understood, I'm not a child." Zhao Shu leaned on the couch and asked, "By the way, have you made arrangements for Guan Sheng to sacrifice the talisman soldiers?"
Shi Huoguang replied: "I mentioned it to the leader, and he said don't worry about it in advance. Making a large number of talisman soldiers is not an ordinary magic weapon, talisman water. He will go to Dongshengdu to meet the king later, just to explain this matter
, to obtain a construction license for the Huaiying Pavilion.”
"Okay." Zhao Shu didn't want to let his mind dwell in grief and looked for something to talk about: "Have you seen my spiritual irons?"
Shi Huoguang nodded and said: "Have a second look. Is this a spiritual material that has been inspired by some master with a talisman? I noticed that the aura inside is extremely mysterious. As far as I know, among the gold and iron spiritual materials, there is probably only Jiutian Xuantie."
It can be compared with the red gold of Emperor Que."
"This is the legacy left behind by Lord Tiegong of Xingluo County in the world after his ascension," Zhao Shu said.
Shi Huoguang's expression changed drastically, and he almost couldn't sit still: "Relict?"
Zhao Shu raised his hand to appease: "Don't worry, I won't steal or rob this thing if I get it, just don't tell others. I also want to ask, what do you plan to do with these spiritual irons?"
Shi Huoguang was flustered: "This is the remains of the Immortal family. I have never dealt with it before, and it is your thing. It is inconvenient for me..."
"You just said that Huaiying Hall is my home. Isn't it unusual to leave good things to my family for cooking and disposal?" Zhao Shu asked back.
Shi Huoguang said helplessly: "This...I can't tell you anything."
Zhao Shu said: "I don't plan to refine any spiritual materials into magic weapons for fighting and killing. I saw the Nine Heavens Cloud Terrace in Chongxuan Hall once in Xingluo County, and I also want to imitate it. If
Traveling is not about flying on clouds and cranes, but an entire palace is soaring in the sky, and the magic weapon itself can even serve as a mandala to facilitate the execution of magic, wouldn't it be wonderful?"
Shi Huoguang had no choice but to reply: "Then let me help you think about it."
…
Zhang Duanjing came to the back mountain with the golden tiger talisman. He walked slowly. When he saw Baopu Pavilion not far away, he suddenly stopped and said as if to himself:
"Come out, you've been hiding in the back mountain for several days, do you think I don't know anything about it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a Nuo-faced swordsman leaping down from the treetops, holding an ancient clumsy sword pointed directly at the back of Zhang Duanjing's neck.
"You promised me that you would not involve Ah Shu." The Nuo-faced swordsman's voice was low, and through the ferocious Nuo face with green face and fangs, one could vaguely hear the voice of a woman.
"I can't imprison him in the palace forever." Zhang Duanjing said without looking back: "I asked him to avoid all kinds of outings, try his best to delay the promotion of the throne, and use many derogatory words.
But after all, we cannot cover everything. What’s more, this time, the king of the country has issued an order to send young monks from various schools to Xingluo County to take exams. Do you think Zhao Miao can be on his own?"
"Then do you know to what extent he was involved?" The Nuo-faced swordsman scolded: "He even has to live in the same place as Liang Tao. Is this your care?"
Zhang Duanjing said: "I know. But I understand better that he was not involved in it for no reason."
"Do you still want to quibble?" the Nuo-faced swordsman asked in a deep voice, as if the sword edge could pierce his neck at any time.
"Who do you think is the person who designed the prayer ritual to restrain the divine sword?" Zhang Duanjing noticed that the blade of the sword trembled, and said expressionlessly: "Yes, it's Zhao Shu. The Taiyi Eight Gods Qinglong ritual I used to sacrifice the sword,
This is the family tradition of the Zhao family, and even Zhao Wei himself never understood it throughout his life.
But Zhao Shu just learned that the Divine Sword relied on the energy of disaster, and he was able to use what he had learned in the past, and with the help of the city god and the earth, to come up with a set of praying rituals that matched the mountains and rivers, and suppressed the energy of disaster, allowing you to
The magic sword in my hand has lost all its edge. Even I never expected these things.
The current failure of Xingluo County was not so much a loss to Liang Tao as a loss to Zhao Shu. In terms of the Zhao family's family tradition of scientific rituals, Zhao Shu was even more profound than his grandfather Zhao Wei! If it hadn't been for him
You used tricks to deceive Liang Shuo's magical general, and also set up various prayer rituals. When you face Liang Tao with the divine sword in hand, you should be able to fight, and you won't be defeated so miserably."
The Nuo-faced swordsman did not speak, but Zhang Duanjing continued: "Zhao Shu's talent and understanding are the best. Zhao Wei is right, you don't need to bother to revive Xuanpu Hall, your son is the best
successor."
"The hatred for the sect's destruction and the hatred for Ziliang's death have destined me and Chongxuan Hall to be at odds with each other!" The Nuo-faced swordsman said with anger: "In order to destroy the Xiong Kingdom's army, Liang Tao ordered Ziliang to lead his troops to lure the enemy. , but did not tell him that he was diverting the flood to attack, and Ziliang was killed in the waves! Ziliang was also your student, but now you are sitting back and watching Ah Shu being targeted by Liang Tao. Could it be that both father and son have to sacrifice themselves for your plan? Is it possible to save your life?!"
"Unlike you, Zhao Shu will not be blinded by hatred." Zhang Duanjing said: "He even wanted to go to Chongxuan Pavilion more than once. If he hadn't contradicted Liang Tao in public to save the soldiers, maybe he would have had a way to change the palace on his own. .”
The Nuo-faced swordsman said in a deep voice: "If you let Ah Shu enter the Chongxuan Pavilion, you will be the first person I kill!"
"I can't hold him back any longer." Zhang Duanjing replied: "Zhao Shu is originally a treasure of gold and jade. With a little polishing, it can shine brightly. He even encountered the fate of the immortal family in Xingluo County and witnessed the earth's true ascension to immortality. All the city gods gave him their blessings.
How long do you think such a person can hide? Or do you want me to keep him in captivity like a pig or a dog? For this reason, I will even let him waste his best years for practicing martial arts, just to try to avoid him coming to the battlefield in person. Kill and show your edge too early."
The Nuo-faced swordsman didn't speak, but Zhang Duanjing said: "Your temperament has indeed changed. I warned you at the beginning. Use your own sword energy to store up, and beware of your mind being controlled by the violent sword intent."
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry." The Nuo-faced swordsman turned his wrist and put the ancient sword under his cloak.
Zhang Duanjing turned around and said: "The failure of this incident will inevitably cause Liang Tao to be on guard. It is not appropriate for you to show up again for the time being. Stay in the back mountain to recover from your injuries. I will inform you of the follow-up arrangements after I have made some preparations."
…
Zhao Shu has been recuperating for half a month. After careful treatment, his body is already in good condition. After all, he is now a cultivator of Xuanzhu, and his body is much stronger than ordinary people. Although he has physical injuries due to the drastic change in his state of mind, Huaiying There is no shortage of healing elixirs in the museum.
Moreover, when Zhao Shu vomited blood in the first place, it was because of his various experiences in Xingluo County that he was too depressed. Vomiting out the congestion in his heart was just a way of venting it, which was better than keeping it in his chest.
Half a month later, Zhang Duanjing returned the Yinhu Order to Zhao Shui. The ancient seal with gold on it disappeared. The tiger talisman itself was so black and shiny that Zhao Shui could sense that there was a wisp of pure Qi gathering inside. It is similar to an unrefined life contract ring. After Zhang Duanjing's refinement, it saved Zhao Shu at least ten years of effort.
After Zhang Duanjing handled some official affairs, he and Zhao Shu set off for Dongshengdu. Unlike the large group of horses and horses heading to Xingluo County, they did not bring any other attendants with them this time. The two walked south for a while, and then boarded the The boat goes down the river.
There are many rivers in the eastern part of Kunlun Island and the land is fertile. It has been known as a prosperous land since the Tianxia Dynasty. Zhao Shui saw along the way by boat that there are many busy docks along the coast, and the capital is all in Dayi. The commodity farming business is extremely prosperous, and products from all over the place are piled up. It's like a mountain, and you can even see merchant ships with bear flags berthed and docked, loading and unloading goods.
Between the cities, there are often endless mulberry forests, fish ponds, acres of fragrant rice, and manors of wealthy families. Private tribes standing on the watchtowers look after the fields and tenants for the manor owners.
After a period of sailing, when the ship approached Dongshengdu, it happened to be evening. From a distance, one could see a brightly lit Zhulou Pavilion, with the sound of singing, dancing, and noise.
When you get closer, you can see that in the red lacquered pavilions, there are groups of singing and dancing birds, there are singers singing softly, there are also harp girls playing strings, there are also actors performing all kinds of thrilling acrobatics, there are more prostitutes coming and going, and countless men and women.
While playing and playing around, Zhao Shu even saw a rich man dumping a jar of wine directly from a high building into the river, causing the river to fill with the aroma of wine.
"What a waste." Zhao Shu peered out of the porthole and shook his head.
Zhang Duanjing sat in the cabin and closed his eyes and said: "The late Huaxu built a lot of construction projects on both sides of Longzangpu and established many female residences. Although he has been criticized for decades, there are many wealthy people in the city and many dignitaries from the court come and go here.
There are people who spend a lot of money."
Zhao Shu smiled and said: "I understand, this is a method used by the monarch to make money. It's just that this method is a bit unclean."
Zhang Duanjing said: "The rich and nobles invaded and plundered the fields and plundered the people. The country had no public funds, so it was natural to take this strategy to fill the internal treasury."
Zhao Shu scratched his head and said: "So, will the king let Huaiying Pavilion build talisman soldiers alone?"
"I have my own concerns about this matter, so you shouldn't get involved too deeply," Zhang Duanjing said.
As soon as the words in the cabin finished, something seemed to fall on the deck outside. The ship rocked, and then there was the sound of a series of weapons clashing, and countless cheers and yells sounded from both sides of the bank at the same time.
"Is there someone fighting?" Zhao Shu was about to join in the fun. He saw Zhang Duanjing sitting there, as motionless as a mountain, so he asked: "Teacher, do you want me to go out and take a look?"
"If you want to go, just go." Zhang Duanjing didn't even raise his eyelids.
Zhao Shu had been holding back in the cabin for a long time. He was about to go out for some air. After getting permission, he came to the deck. As soon as he came out, he saw several sailors stumbling over. Zhao Shu helped him and asked, "What happened?"
The shipowner saw Zhao Mi and knew that he was a monk from Guansha. He quickly raised his hands and said, "Master Immortal! Just now, two heroes upstairs on the shore got into a fight for some unknown reason. They jumped on our ship and killed each other, disturbing everyone.
I can't close the sail rope. Please ask the immortal to help me a little. I will thank you very much!"
Zhao Ming became interested and pushed aside the onlookers, and saw two people fighting on the deck. One was wearing a fancy dress, with a black face and a short beard, holding a long sword in both hands, and the other was in brocade clothes with rolled sleeves, holding a wrong sword.
The gold-inlaid wild goose feather sword is obviously that of a wealthy young man from Dongshengdu.
The armored swordsman's moves were fierce. Although he did not emit sword energy like Luo Xixian, the green light on the five-foot-long sword was sharp and sharp when he swung it. The deck of the ship was slashed by him with sword marks all over the place and sawdust flying.
On the opposite side, the young master in Jinyi was spinning his sword around. It seemed that he had some cultivation and martial arts skills. With his strange steps, he repeatedly avoided the green light of the long sword. The sword in his hand occasionally touched the edge of the sword, and he was able to suppress him easily.
There was a green light, and the strange weight shook the long sword away, causing the swordsman to stumble unbalanced involuntarily.
The sword was about to disembowel the swordsman. Fortunately, the swordsman reacted more swiftly. His approach changed instantly, and he suddenly exerted great force within a few inches. The long sword forced the young man in robes away at an angle, and dangers abounded.