Chapter 178: The Sword Breaks the Sky and Moves the Universe (1)

"Katsugu, it's not that I insist on ascending to the sky, but that it is providential, if I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid I will be trapped here forever and won't be able to see the world. Chen Jingyan said lightly.

Zhang Shenggu frowned: "Don't call yourself me, it sounds funny, and you really think of yourself as the chosen one." ”

Chen Jingyan touched his nose and smiled awkwardly: "For a while, I really thought so, and I was complacent about it for a long time, but I didn't know that it was just a chess piece in someone else's hand." ”

Standing by the window, looking up at the sky, Chen Jingyan's thumb rubbed his index finger and asked, "Sect Master Zhao hasn't arrived yet?"

Zhang Shenggu glanced at the southern sky: "The sect master has already come out of his body and is coming against the wind. ”

"Out-of-body? This kind of supernatural power, I don't know if the group of people in the sky expected it?" Chen Jingyan smiled slightly: "Shenggu, out-of-body, can you be in this Divine Heaven Realm?"

Zhang Shenggu shook his head: "My Divine Heavenly Realm is a small coincidence, and it is not the same as the Sect Master, the Sect Master's Divine Heavenly Realm is the Great Divine Heavenly Realm, and the matter of the Divine Soul Out of Body is not available to everyone, only a gentleman who is virtuous and self-reliant, and who does not hesitate to enter the Divine Heaven Realm, has such an opportunity." ”

"Virtuous and self-reliant?" For some reason, Chen Jingyan laughed heartily: "If you say so, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty is also a gentleman who is virtuous and self-improving?"

Zhang Shenggu was speechless, Li Yuanhao, the son of heaven in the Northern Wei Dynasty, absolutely has nothing to do with virtue and self-improvement, and is clearly a little woman with a small belly and chicken intestines.

"So, it's all about luck, Katsuya, you're unlucky. Chen Jingyan said with a smile.

The long sword on Zhang Shenggu's back snorted softly.

Chen Jingyan hurriedly changed the topic: "The last time I saw Sect Master Zhao, it was when I was facing off against the Taiwan Domain south of the Great River, you Zhang Shenggu, Zhan Tianyou, Duan Hongsleeve, and Gu Yuanchang, who later entered the camp alone, looked like a master, and I couldn't wait to engrave the word master on my brow, so that everyone in the world knew that I was a master." Zhang Shenggu, don't stare at you, although you are clamoring to single-handedly fight the Taiwan Domain, but don't say that you have never been afraid of the Taiwan Domain, and your face is as serious as if something. Dudu Zhao Sect Master is the least masterful, squatting in front of the tent, holding a bowl of noodles, a mouthful of green onions, a mouthful of noodles, and eating so fragrantly. To tell the truth, the number one in the world on the other side also left some shadows in my heart, saying that I was not afraid that it would be a liar, but seeing the demeanor of Sect Master Zhao eating noodles, there was only one thought left in my mind, I also wanted to have a beautiful meal. ”

Zhang Shenggu snorted, there was a little different meaning in his tone, the white-clothed sword fairy remembered the situation at that time, in the snowstorm north of the river, the Tai State Domain sat firmly in the big tent of the Chinese army, the big tent was brightly lit, full of light, just a glance gave people a kind of coercion, at that time the Southern Liang had not yet established the country, although he held the army of the eight great families, but in terms of number and momentum could not be compared with the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Southern Liang military camp was full of rumors, the people were panicked, and the war had not yet begun and had been weakened by three points in momentum. At this moment, a piece of news spread in the barracks, His Majesty, who is the son of the chosen one, and Zhao Dunhuang, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, talked and laughed, and ate noodles together, and the two laughed and talked: The first in the world in the north is just like this!

Suddenly, the army's morale was determined and the momentum was high.

This is the version spread in the army, the fact is just Chen Jingyan pretending to be calm, Zhang Shenggu vaguely remembered that Chen Jingyan and Zhao Dunhuang had a few whispered conversations at that time, everyone couldn't hear clearly, only Chen Jingyan listened, a mouthful of noodles choked in his throat, couldn't stop coughing, and finally a noodle came out of his nose, in the big tent, everyone laughed and didn't speak, which invisibly diluted the murderous atmosphere.

Chen Jingyan recalled the past: "Eating noodles side by side with Sect Master Zhao, Sect Master Zhao was not afraid, and was complacent, I couldn't help but ask, Sect Master Zhao is confident that he can win over the Lantai Domain, Sect Master Zhao is not shocking and endless, and replied, it is completely impossible, Zhao Dunhuang doesn't want to be a starving ghost." ”

Emperor Nanliang imitated the suzerain of the Southern Liang Sword Sect, and his tone was vivid, as if Zhao Dunhuang was there in person.

Zhang Shenggu rarely showed a happy smile, leaning on the wooden pillar, the past was like smoke.

Hearing this answer, my heart was shattered like dumpling filling. Chen Jingyan said with a smile, his tone changed: "Shenggu, since then, Sect Master Zhao has never come down the mountain again, right?"

"Hmm. Zhang Shenggu nodded slightly: "The sect master returned to the Sword Sect, determined to sharpen all the swords in the Sword Mountain, before going down the mountain." ”

Chen Jingyan was slightly surprised, the Sword Sect is the heavy land of Sword Mountain, and there are thousands of swords all over the mountains: "The sect master is the poetry sword immortal among the three uniques, and now the wine sword immortal Huang Chunfeng died in the sky, and the poisonous sword immortal Murong Feng died at the crossing of the Yellow River, leaving only the sect master Zhao, who is already the peak of the world, why do you have to embarrass yourself so much?"

Zhang Shenggu opened his mouth and said: "The sect master is indeed the pinnacle of the world, but if you take out the peak state of all the peak masters since the new era, there are no less than three people who can match the sect master, and the sect master must be the peak of the past and present, not the current peak." In terms of talent alone, the sect master is not outstanding, which the sect master himself admits, but if he talks about his calm temperament, the sect master can be called the first person in the past, and the combat power of those dashing masters will fluctuate, but the sect master is steadily improving, and one day he will go to the unfathomable land of the gods. ”

"Sure enough, it's a lot of perseverance and a big heart. Chen Jingyan put his hands behind his back and faced the sky outside the Tianji Pavilion from the new, and said no more.

The white-clothed sword fairy looked at the back of Emperor Nanliang, and couldn't help but fall into contemplation, when the two met, the other party was just a persecuted down-and-out son, cheeky to eat and drink, but it was also better than openness, Zhang Shenggu was willing to accompany this son, sheltering him from the wind and rain, Chen Jingyan had an optimism that he never had, no matter how dangerous he was, he could always have fun in suffering.

Later, the leader of the troops became self-reliant, and gradually gained majesty, the killing atmosphere became heavier and heavier, and his mind became more and more gloomy, and the emperor's spirit was fully revealed, Zhang Shenggu did not like it, and had the heart to leave. It is also a coincidence, just in time for Chen Luoyan's mother to be terminally ill, Chen Jingyan, who was already obsessed with the art of imperial power, knew Chen Luoyan's male body, went to visit the thin and boneless woman, and suddenly woke up, those past things that got along day and night are vivid, and the former frank and optimistic Chen Jingyan came back from the new, so Zhang Shenggu did not leave in the end, but stayed in Jiankang City and sat in the capital of Nanliang.

Suddenly, Zhang Shenggu raised his head: "It's here!"

An ethereal figure swept from the south, one step at a time, one step at a time, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the top of Jiankang City, looking at the direction of the palace.