Chapter 260 That night, I dreamed of a million flying swords
In the Golden Palace Square.
The girl had tears in her eyes and pursed her lips.
Lu Qingping stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears and said warmly: "Now the war is urgent at the foot of the mountain. I must go down the mountain to kill the enemy and defend the border. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the son of King Wucheng and the hero of the country who has been conferred on me by His Majesty."
The girl still pursed her lips and said nothing, and her pupils kept glistening.
We had only met for a few days, and they were about to separate again.
"These days, I will spend some time studying with Senior Zhang on Wudang Mountain."
Lu Qingping said quietly: "I guess the old Taoist priest still has powerful swordsmanship. Let's see if you can learn it."
"If you have learned this, then I will feel completely at ease when traveling in the world, whether you go to the Jian Sect or the Ye Family."
The girl nodded heavily and said: "When I finish the training route arranged by the headmaster, I will go to the border to help you. When the time comes, I will use my sword to cut off the heads of enemy generals for you!"
The little princess's voice is as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and full of sword energy.
"Of course I believe it!"
Lu Qingping said warmly.
"Okay, I have to hurry up and get down the mountain."
The young man said this and then took a cherished look at the little princess.
call!
He took a deep breath and stepped off Wudang Mountain.
On the square.
Lin Wanyang, Song Weiyu, Jiang Xiaodong, Xu Huya and other Wudang disciples accompanied the little princess. They looked at the young man's leaving figure and comforted him:
"Princess, don't worry too much. His Royal Highness is the only one among ten thousand people. There are not two or three young people who can compare with him in the land of Jambudur. This time when he goes to the battlefield, he will only
As always, I become more courageous with every setback, become stronger when I encounter strength, and become a bigger name than anyone else in the world!"
"After all, he is the son of the Spring and Autumn War God!"
"Besides, the Patriarch has said that when the time is right, we Wudang will also come down to help Wu become king!"
After Zhao Qingyang heard this, he nodded and looked in the direction of Tianzong:
"The headmaster probably won't ignore them!"
Tianzong will definitely not ignore it.
After all, they also pointed to the emergence of a female emperor in their hands, who would then be able to join the next generation of Tianzong leader Li Tingzhou, with one imperial power and one sect, to develop the sword sect in the world.
Establish a religion and call yourself an ancestor.
This was Baimei Zhenren’s biggest ideal and dream before his death.
Everything is pinned on the two peerless swordsmen of this generation.
Ta da~
At this time, the sound of Zhang Sanfeng's footsteps came slowly, and he looked at the little princess with gentle eyes: "Girl, I see that you have layers of sword energy in your body, but it depends on the measure. Since Little Friend Lu asked me for this favor, then
While the old Taoist teaches you a swordsmanship, he will also give you some swords."
The old man opened his mouth.
Suddenly, dozens of sword lights shot out from his sleeves.
Whoosh whoosh~
It's like a dozen dragons and snakes coming out of their caves.
Buzz buzz~
The sword energy buzzed, shattering the void...
The Taoist move is extremely extraordinary.
A dozen flying swords of extremely high quality and strength began to circle around Zhao Qingyang, feeling the existence of the girl's natural sword bones, coupled with the huge amount of sword luck, the incomparable intimacy...
"These flying swords were all obtained by the old Taoist from two rivals' houses. We don't have any outstanding swordsmen in our sect, so I will give them all to you."
Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.
His two rivals.
Naturally, they are the two Buddhist and Taoist holy places that he crippled, namely Vajra Temple and Longhu Mountain.
The people who had taken action against him included the two great immortals and dozens of soul masters from the two holy lands.
The amount of trophies captured by him can be counted on two hands.
The reason why Wudang was able to develop so rapidly in these half a year is inseparable from the fact that the immortal Zhang Daoxuan who was suppressed at the foot of the mountain nourished the blessed land, and Zhang Sanfeng made huge gains from copying the two holy places of Buddhism and Taoism.
"this……"
The girl's lips widened and she was completely shocked. She looked at the number of more than a dozen flying swords. Although the quality was not as good as the sword she carried with her, they were all at the level of the Soul Sword.
…
"There are too many. I, I can't control so many. Senior, you'd better take them back. I, I only need one handful!"
Zhao Qingyang's face turned slightly red.
However, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head: "You are different from others."
"In this world, there are people who only want one sword, and that one can be cultivated according to their principles and intentions, but there are people who win by using more. For example, the sword sect's great killing sword array has a total of thirty-six flying swords.
, and for you, little girl, more swords are not too much in your hands. When you wield a sword, the more the better..."
"Besides, little girl, you don't know how much of a favor I owe to Little Friend Lu. These flying swords can really only repay a very small part."
If Lu Qingping were here, hearing Lao Dao's words would definitely remind him of some things that he had not paid much attention to before.
That was when the girl in Tianzong went to build the foundation.
"Little bottle, let me tell you, I had a dream last night. I dreamed of...well, a thousand, no, ten thousand, no, no, anyway, it was a lot of flying swords, flying from the top of my head.
Flying over, covering the sky and the earth..."
When they said this, neither the girl nor the boy thought much about it...
But until now.
Zhao Qingyang has been vaguely aware of some of his destiny in swordsmanship.
She no longer refused, sincerely showed her great gift and accepted these flying swords.
"So, is it possible that that dream is true..."
The little princess stayed in the mountain to learn Zhang Sanfeng's sword skills.
Lu Qingping went directly down the mountain to Hongzhou.
This is related to the tips Zhang Sanfeng gave him.
There is a person's address in it.
It was the address of Song Xuanying, Zeng Xuantian's master of Shenglong Dao, whom Lu Qingping wanted to visit before.
During his reincarnation, he had a brief friendship with Song Xuanying and Zhang Sanfeng.
After returning to Yanfu, he wanted to visit the old man who left Longhu Mountain. Half of it was because he simply wanted to see him again in real life, and the other half of the reason was more realistic.
I want to inherit the "Third Level of True Martial Power".
Now he is already a small master level martial artist.
Coupled with a great celestial skill and a great magical power, no other master can match him.
But if you want to go to the battlefield to kill enemies, only the master level is invincible, which is still too weak.
It seems that the top 18 warriors in the Sui and Tang dynasties were at least great masters and possessed killing skills honed on the battlefield.
Especially Lu Qi and An Rushan, they are already at the end of martial arts and have the bodies of gods and demons.
A strategic general who can basically decide the outcome of a big war!
Compared with these warriors on the battlefield, his little grandmaster-level cultivation is still a little behind, so he has to find a way to improve his cultivation again in the near future.
He had received half of the Blood God Son before, which had the benefit of improving his physical condition, but Lu Qingping had other ideas about the Blood God Son and would not touch him for the time being.
If you want to improve your cultivation, you can only reach the third level of true martial arts and powerful supernatural powers!
This magical power can bless a person's vitality. It is a heaven-defying martial art created by the incredible man Li Shenxiu.
Especially the fourth level allows people to have the power of mountains and rivers at the end of martial arts even if they don't have the state of mind!
The lineage of Zhenwu is extremely heaven-defying!
There is not even a third level of true martial and powerful supernatural powers in the Palace of Reincarnation.
For this third level of true martial power, only Song Xuanying, the master of Xuantian Shenglong Dao, is the only one in the world now.
Originally, Lu Qingping wanted to ask Zhang Sanfeng to point out the whereabouts of this senior.
But after using the favor on the silly girl, he was too embarrassed to speak again. Unexpectedly, senior Zhang Sanfeng gave him this tip bag and asked him to go find the old man Song Xuanying.
For Lao Dao's move, Lu Qingping could only be grateful in her heart.
It took seven or eight days to go down the mountain.
After traveling through the starry night, we finally arrived at Hongzhou Heyang Mansion.
This place turned out to be Song Xuanying's hometown.
Before his father and Taoist Master Long met, they "lived" here. Although they only had memories of three or four years, it was Song Xuanying's "hometown".
Rather than the real meaning of his home - Longhu Mountain Blessed Land!
After Zhang Sanfeng sought justice for Xuantian's family, Song Xuanying went down the mountain madly and returned to her hometown in the memory of Heyang Mansion in Hongzhou.
Not long ago, he had a fight here with the 32nd Immortal Chixiao on the mountain list.
Now, this Xuantian relic from back then is already the 32nd ranked master in the world!
Lu Qingping came to the specific address in the kit.
In front of him was a quiet little village.
There were children chasing him back and forth, and there was a small dilapidated temple at the end of the village, which had fallen into disrepair and was already in ruins.
At that time, the sky was a little dark, as if it was going to rain.
Lu Qingping walked past several houses and finally stood in front of a small thatched hut in a dilapidated yard. She bowed and saluted and said loudly:
"I dare to ask, is Senior Song Xuanying here? I am Lu Qingping, who came to pay my respects under the guidance of Senior Zhang Sanfeng..."