Chapter 463: The Three-legged Tripod of Juque's Entry into the WTO
The Demon Lord died on the spot, and the soldiers who originally belonged to the Demon Realm on the battlefield cheered loudly. Their impression of the Demon Lord was only the word "cruel". At this time, the Demon Lord was dead, and it was naturally worth it to them.
Happy things.
The Black Lotus Sword Demon also ordered the people from the Immortal Sword Sect to retreat, but before he was about to leave, he was stopped by the Sword Lord——
[Mr. Black Lotus, I would like to invite you and this swordsman to the Night City Tea House for a chat. I wonder if you two will agree? 】
"I also have this intention, please lead the way." The master of the giant sword answered with a sword on his shoulder.
The Black Lotus Sword Demon frowned, showing hesitation: neither the Master of the Giant Sword nor the Sword Master is a role he can deal with now. If he goes with them at this time, there is no guarantee that there will be no conflict, but if he doesn't go, there will be no conflict.
It will offend the master of the giant sword again. As for the sword master, Tuotuo has already offended him.
"After this trip, restrain your sharpness... In hindsight, we will see if we can join forces with the master of the giant sword to target the sword master... What happens after that... depends on God's will..." The Black Lotus Sword Demon made a decision in his heart, and then
He nodded in agreement.
…
The Sword Master asked Xue Zhongjian, Xuan Qi and others to stay on the battlefield to settle the soldiers, while he walked towards the Night City with the Master of the Giant Sword and the Black Lotus Sword Demon. The three of them did not speed up their pace, just like ordinary people.
Travel speed.
[The battle just now was a shocking one, but I haven’t asked for the name of the swordsman yet.]
"With no surname and no name, I use the sword as my nickname, and I just call Juque!" Juque said. Although he knew that the sword master had already suspected his identity, he did not want to reveal his identity at this time.
[Brother Juque's sword can indeed be called "Juque". Among the famous swords in China since ancient times, there are eight famous swords in China, and the name of Juque is listed among them. Although Brother Juque's sword
The handle is not a real Juque, but its powerful sword soul fully expresses the majesty of the Juque! Brother Juque is not only the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but can also be called the pinnacle of sword-making!]
"Oh? How do you know that my sword was made by me?"
[This is not difficult. The ratio of the sword body to the hilt of this giant sword makes the person holding the sword feel that the sword is extremely heavy. No swordsmith will make such a sword that no one can use.
The sword, unless the sword was forged by the swordsmith according to his own needs; moreover, the mystery of this sword is not outside the sword, but inside the sword. The sword in the sword is engraved with "Ignore the day and night."
The seven words "Soul Intestine", this design corresponds to the sword within the sword, the man within the man. In this case, besides Brother Juque, who else in the world can make this sword? 】
Juque frowned and became a little wary of the Sword Master: the opponent could see Juque clearly just by looking at him. With such ability, the power of the sword was unbelievable.
[Mr. Heilian, this journey has been long, why are you silent? 】
"I have nothing to say..." the Black Lotus Sword Demon replied after a long time.
[Why do I have nothing to say? By the way, I have met the owner of the Radiant Sword once, but I don’t know how she is doing lately? 】
"She...is dead..."
【Oh? Why did he die? 】
"Hua Fei was originally the deputy sect leader of the Immortal Sword Sect. Because of the war two years ago, he died under the Demon King's sword..."
[This is really a pity...I wonder what the origin of this other sword is?]
The Black Lotus Sword Demon then told the story of how Zhongli resisted the Blood Hell King and finally died. Of course, the truth would not be told.
[I see, it’s no wonder that the spirituality on this sword is mixed with a trace of lingering sadness...]
The sword master murmured, but then stopped talking, as if he was thinking...
News always comes faster than walking. Just when the Sword Lord and the three were still on their way to Night City, many changes on the battlefield had begun to spread throughout China: the Sword Lord's resurrection, the Demon Lord's fall, and three influential people.
Figures from China's future trends met at the Night City Pinming Building to talk. When the Night City Pinming Building received the news, they cleared the building that day to prepare for the three upcoming distinguished guests...
Sunset and dusk, night city dawn.
Night City was as usual, but at this moment more outsiders gathered due to the arrival of three people.
Under the tea-tasting tower, Concubine was dressed up and waiting. When she saw Jianjun, she hurriedly stepped forward——
"Young master, tea has been prepared upstairs, please——"
【Sorry to bother you, Miss.】
Jianjun nodded, and the three of them immediately followed Yuhan to the VIP floor on the fifth floor.
The tea tasting building, the distinguished floor, is an elegant place where the three overlords can relax together for half a moment.
In the elegant palace, Guanhua served tea in person, without daring to neglect at all. Three cups of tea were left on the table. She then went to the piano room nearby to play the piano for fun, but the melody on her fingertips was not a complete movement, but a single sound.
The notes played by the solo would not hinder the conversation between the three of them, but they still had a sense of elegance reverberating in the empty valley.
Three tables were set up, and three fires were blazing. Although there were many people waiting downstairs, there was no noise at all. In the complete silence, only one person was enjoying it.
[Two of you, there are more than a hundred kinds of famous teas in this teahouse, but none of them can beat this cup of tea poured by Yu Huan herself. If it gets cold, you will miss a great thing.]
After saying this, Lord Jian raised the cup and took a sip, and then 70% of the tea went into his intestines. The remaining 30% of the tea was too strong due to the tea residue at the bottom of the cup. If he drank any more, I'm afraid the 70% of the flavor would be lost.
It would be a pity to overwhelm it with the tea flavor.
Juque drank the tea in one gulp, but shook his head and said: "But if it's water, it's not as exciting as wine!"
The Black Lotus Sword Demon frowned after taking a sip, put down the tea cup and said: "It's so painful, why waste the water..."
[Haha! Where is the tea you two are drinking? They are clearly drinking water.]
"The same person poured three cups of tea. The tea leaves and hot water all came from the same pot. Why is there not tea in this cup?" Juque asked in confusion.
[Brother Juque, the fanaticism in your heart is just like dry and strong wine. The tea enters the mouth, but the cup is filled with wine. Without the thought of drinking tea, what enters the intestines is only tasteless water. 】
[Mr. Heilian, you are impatient right now, and your thoughts are all knotted up and difficult to unravel. You are really helpless on this trip, so whether you want to drink tea or not is not in your mind. When I asked for tea, you reluctantly took a sip and thought about it in your mind.
The secret of tea is that the tea is left in the mouth instead of entering the intestines. Therefore, the bitterness in the mouth means that this cup of tea is really too complicated.]
Jianjun stood up, washed the tea with cold water at the tea table, and then boiled it with warm water. He took another empty cup and poured a half-full cup of tea for each of them. Then he poured a cup for himself and said with a smile: "After this cup, a cup
On the world!】
As soon as "The World" came out, the other two people became energetic. They immediately picked up the teacups and drank quietly. It turned out to be a different mood from the previous one!
[The world is dust, and this life is eternal. The light of the world is like the dark night, evenly divided into three autumn colors. But you and I are just the dust of this world. Passers-by in the spring and autumn, we can’t see more than a square inch with one glance, can’t capture a corner with one hand, and can’t stand three feet with one body.
A ruler, what you fight for in your life is nothing more than a touch of loess.】
[Both of them are ambitious men. This ideal of morality must have been in their hearts for a long time. But how can worldly fame and wealth be easily put down with just a few words or a few things? Fame and wealth cannot always be completely biased towards one side.
, living at the pinnacle of the world like two of us, all life is insignificant in our eyes, even ourselves, but after all, this world is not the world for the three of us. If we take off this body of heaven-reaching cultivation, we will
I am no different from everyone downstairs. Therefore, I will not stop the dispute. I have only one suggestion: The three-way dispute between us is only between the three of us. Even if it means fighting for life or death, I will accompany you!]
I don't know when, the rhythm of the piano room stopped, just like a giant pond lost in thought, the two Black Lotus Sword Demons...
"If the world is really defined according to Sword Lord's way, wouldn't our efforts to climb to the top be in vain?! Although I cannot agree with your theory of the world, I will accept your proposal. As long as Black Lotus agrees, then
The three of us have determined our opposition and at the same time have a layer of cooperation agreement. If a fourth person wants to join the battle, he will be the target of the three of us!" Juque said, looking at the Black Lotus Sword Demon, this time
The focus of the brief talks ultimately fell on the latter.
"It's not difficult to agree to this...but are you really the Sword Lord?" The Black Lotus Sword Demon frowned and looked at the Sword Lord, his tone full of doubts.
The sword master smiled, but saw him shake his head slightly, then looked at the Black Lotus Sword Demon, and said three words meaningfully——
【What do you think?】
The Black Lotus Sword Demon was speechless. Even though he had thousands of doubts in his heart, he could only treat the person in front of him as the real sword master at this time. Otherwise, it would be too late by the time the other party truly proves his identity.
The three of them formed an agreement. Finally, Juque returned to the Demon Realm and wanted to take over the Demon Lord's foundation. The Black Lotus Sword Demon gave up Night City to the Sword Lord, and then returned to the Fairy Sword Gate. The Sword Lord sat there with a worried look on his face.
In the elegant palace, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
At this time, Yuwen walked out of the piano room, replaced the cooled kettle for Jianjun, and poured him a cup of tea with her own hands——
"Sir, what are you thinking about?"
[嘘婠, you are from this night city, do you know which blacksmith shop in this city has the best casting technology? Which one has the highest casting efficiency? 】
"When it comes to blacksmith shops, Shang Ting of Perak Iron Shop in the south of the city can be said to be the most top-notch blacksmith in Night City, while the 'Hundred Arms Smith Pavilion' in the north of the city has more than thirty first-class blacksmiths and nearly a hundred apprentices. However, these blacksmiths are all
He is not as famous as Shang Ting. I heard that Shang Ting is over 170 years old this year, but he insists on forging iron every day. The weapons he makes are regarded as family heirlooms by the people who buy them. The master wants to find someone to forge them.
Weapons?"
【Well, Yuhan, I want to ask you to do something for me.】
"Master, please tell me, I will do my best!"
[I want you to go to the Hundred Weapons Craftsman Pavilion and ask them to forge 10,000 finished swords, and you have to tell them that you will ask them to forge more in the future...]
"Ten thousand swords? Master, do you want to form an army?"
[No, these swords are all for me to use. I'm just preparing for the future battle... I'm afraid these ten thousand swords won't last even one battle... Anyway, I'm going to trouble you now. As for the money to make the swords
, I will have someone send it over soon.】
"Young master, it's an honor for me to do something for you, so don't talk about money. I'll leave it to you now. I won't let you down!"
Jianjun nodded, drank the tea on the table, and left the tea tasting building...
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In the south of Night City, in a dilapidated bungalow at Perak Iron Shop, the sound of hammering iron can be heard from time to time.
The blacksmith Shang Ting, who is known as the "magic craftsman", forged weapons here. Jian Jun listened for several moments outside the door and couldn't help but be shocked: This man's casting skills are flawless, and he is exactly the person he is looking for!
"Come in when you're here. Why are you standing outside blocking the light? If my scabbard loses some of its aura, it's your fault!"
