Chapter 227: The Sword Spirit Recognizes the Lord
In this way, it is somewhat unsightly.
After all, the sword has gone deep into the ground, so it is impossible to hold the sword with both hands and keep the body upright, in order to maximize the strength.
Shangshu Wan Chong of the Criminal Department also completely put down his face, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stepped down to make a horse step.
It's quite hard.
It's just that this appearance is somewhat funny, and some ministers secretly cover their mouths and laugh when they see the appearance of Shang Shu Wanchong of the Criminal Department.
But......
Soon, the ministers who covered their mouths and chuckled noticed that something was wrong.
Because, the Shangshu of the Criminal Department has been pulling out for a long time, and, obviously, he is very angry, the green tendons in his hands are bulging, his face is as red as a pig's liver, and his body flashes with a strong and dazzling blue light.
As for the original smile, it has long since disappeared, and all that remains is the sweat that keeps dripping down his forehead.
At first glance, even the strength to feed was exerted.
However, the sword was still silently stuck in the ground......
Motionless.
When the civil and military officials saw such a scene, their eyes suddenly widened, and their hearts were finally shocked, the criminal department was still in the book, Wan Chong, couldn't pull out a sword?
How is this possible?!
When he was young, he was promoted from the hidden dragon list to the list, and he was once named a genius, although he was distracted from politics in the later period, and his cultivation was affected a little, but he still stepped into the realm of returning to the light early.
The strength of the Returning Light Realm, but he can't pull out a sword stuck in the ground?
No matter how you look at such a thing, no one wants to believe it.
Don't......
An idea suddenly arose in the minds of the civil and military officials, and only this one could explain the scene in front of them, but this possibility was too exaggerated.
This sword left by the Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian......
Spirited!
Everyone believes this, because. The fact that the Holy Heaven World is out of control is the best proof of this, but everyone does not believe that this spiritual sword will really recognize the integrity of the Lord.
A civilian who has just Amaterasu is not ranked in the top ten in terms of strength on the Ascending Dragon List, not to mention, there is also a Golden Dragon List that represents the strongest strength on the Ascending Dragon List.
And what about this sword?
This is the sword of the once high Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian, such a sword, how arrogant is its heart, how can ordinary people make it recognize the Lord?
in their hearts. The idea has always been that the sword spirit borrowed the hand of Fang Zheng to kill the invading demons.
But now it seems......
It didn't seem to be what they expected.
"Could it be that this sword really recognizes Fang Zhengcheng as its master?!"
The civil and military officials look at me one by one, and I look at you, I can see the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes, this kind of thing is really beyond everyone's expectations.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's brows furrowed, he wanted to try it himself, but his strength was inferior to Shangshu Wan Chong of the Criminal Department. What if I can't pull it out myself?
There was a faint cold light in the eyes of the crown prince Lin Tianrong, and he did not continue to look at the criminal department Shangshu Wan Chong, who was struggling to draw his sword, but turned his gaze to Zuo Xiangyu Yiping.
Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's face was a little dark.
If this sword really can't be pulled out. Then, he must have taken the "first credit", because it is the concept of recognizing the Lord that he threw out......
Yan Xiu. Xing Qing Sui and Nangong Mu looked at this scene, with some surprise in their eyes, but after the surprise. Looking at Fang Zheng's gaze again, it was a little complicated.
They all clearly heard the "confession" of Fang Zhengzhi in the Holy Heaven World.
"Is there really such a thing?" After the three of them glanced at each other, although they couldn't believe it, they were somewhat happy in their hearts.
Pingyang stared at Shang Shu Wan Chong of the Criminal Department with a pair of eyes as clear as water, and his face was flushed, and a trace of surprise also flashed on his little face, but it soon turned into a somewhat angry expression.
Qing Che's eyes secretly glanced at Fang Zhengzhi, and his small mouth pursed slightly: "Hmph, shameless guy!
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Shang Shu Wan Chong of the Criminal Department who was sweating all over his head with a leisurely face, of course he knew what Yan Xiu and Pingyang and the others were thinking in their hearts.
But in fact, he didn't put any effort into this moment.
For example, last night, he really didn't close his eyes all night, and since he left Pingyang Mansion, he has been locked in the house, and then, telling stories to the Traceless Sword.
Starting from fairy tales, all the way to various martial arts classics, and even to the Three Kingdoms in history, feeling the increasingly strong joyful emotions in the sword, he knew that this was the point.
As for confession?
Although it is somewhat useful, it is not enough to make such a proud sword as the Traceless Sword truly belong to oneself, and the story, especially the serialized story, is the real killer move.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's mood became better and better, and he unconsciously hummed a little song in his mouth: "Pull, pull, pull the turnip......"
Because of the excitement, the voice was not controlled.
The sound of Fang Zhengzhi humming sounded in the sky above the court, and in this way, with the pig's liver-colored face of Shang Shu Wan Chong of the Criminal Department, it was somewhat meaningful.
Saint Lin Mubai's originally calm expression also changed a little at this moment, and he looked at a middle-aged man wearing armor in the court hall, and nodded lightly.
"Lord Wan has worked hard, how about this little thing being done by this general?" The middle-aged man saw the expression of the saint Lin Mubai, and immediately walked out of the crowd.
The civil and military officials also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the middle-aged man stand up.
"General Jin is really polite, this kind of thing really doesn't work for the general, just because this official accidentally flashed his waist when he was in the garden yesterday, and today he is really a little powerless!"
Today's face is really a bit embarrassing, but he can't hold it up, because he really even has the strength to feed.
"I'm in some trouble!" Xing Qing casually looked at General Jin who walked out of the crowd, the expression on his face was a little worried.
Yan Xiu didn't speak, but his expression was also a little nervous, although he didn't enter the court, he knew the strength of this Jin general very well.
Although it cannot be said that General Jin is the strongest person in this court, because of the particularity of his natural physique, he is the person with the greatest strength.
Nangong Mu looked at Fang Zhengzhi and wanted to open his mouth to remind him.
But Fang Zhengzhi was now humming a little song leisurely, as if he was like General Jin who hadn't noticed it at all, completely alike, nothing to do with it, hanging high.
In fact, Fang Zhengcheng certainly cares.
But the more he cares, the more chaotic it becomes, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are not what he can fight against now, so he can only go with the flow.
The bet was placed on the sword.
Moreover, he didn't want to have anything to do with Nangong Mu, Yan Xiu and others, so he just needed to stand aside and be a "stay out of the matter" as a spectator.
General Jin had already walked to the sword at this time, his eyes were round, his steps were across, and he didn't pay attention to any posture, everything was for the purpose of drawing the sword.
Without any fancy movements, a pair of arms like bear arms were stretched out violently, and then, with both hands tightly clenched the sword, the fiery red light flickered all over the body, like a burning sun in the Jinluan Palace.
"Get up!"
With a loud shout from General Jin's mouth, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, including Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, Prince Lin Tianrong, Zuo Xiangyu Yiping, and even the Holy Lord Lin Mubai widened their eyes.
"Click!"
"Really up?!"
"Did you pull it out?"
"General Jin is really powerful!"
When this loud noise was heard, the faces of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty showed a happy expression on their faces, and if there was a voice, it meant that there was hope, at least, the sword moved.
"Click!" another voice came out.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty finally became a little excited, and the feeling was like a dawn cast in the darkness, which was fascinating.
Zuo Xiangyu's darkened face finally regained a trace of color at this time.
If General Kim can draw his sword.
Then, he will be able to get out of it as well.
"Fang Zhengzhi, you said that the sword has recognized you as the master, and now that the sword has been drawn, what else do you have to say?" A minister quickly stood up, with a smug look on his face, it was the minister who had almost become Fang Zhengcheng before.
Before, he was insulted by Fang Zhengcheng for how to pass the Taoist exam, but now that he finally seized the opportunity, of course he had to take the opportunity to repay Fang Zhengzheng.
"Really?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the minister with disdain and pursed his lips: "This lord, it turns out that in addition to reading less, you are still ...... Blind?"
"You, do you dare to say that the official is blind?!" The minister was stunned for a moment, and the anger on his face rose suddenly, but he didn't quite understand the meaning of Fang Zhengzhi's words.
Blind?
Just as he was about to speak, one of the ministers tugged at his official uniform.
This made the minister's heart even more confused.
So, his gaze subconsciously looked at General Jin who was drawing his sword.
And then......
He saw that General Jin, who had a martial face, seemed to have a different look at the moment, and the main thing was that his arms were trembling, not only his arms, but even his legs were faintly shaking.
It was a sign of exhaustion of strength and almost prostration.
And at the feet of General Kim, there are two deep pits, which are obviously stepped out by him.
However, the sword in General Kim's hand was still deeply embedded in the stone.
It's like becoming a whole with the entire Jinluan Palace, and there is not the slightest loosening.
Didn't pull it out?
In an instant, the anger on the minister's face disappeared, and it was replaced by a look of shame, extreme shame, as if he had swallowed a fly in his mouth, and he could not speak at all.
"This ...... What the hell is going on?!"
"Can't even General Kim draw his sword?"
"Sword, really ......" (To be continued.) )