"The Open Heaven Axe is a divine weapon, which can understand people's hearts, and naturally has self-respect. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info it has chosen you to be the master, but you dislike it, of course it will be angry. Because you two have figured it out now, you can feel its fury. The High Priest explained with a smile.

"What should I do then?" Feng Shanyue made a bitter face, raised the axe and shook it, "How do I feel bullied by an axe?"

Ming Zhao snickered sideways, and Wen Feichen laughed unceremoniously, "Senior sister, you should be content! What a blessing it is to be selected by the four great divine soldiers, senior brother, I don't think I can think of it?"

Feng Shanyue glared at him, "Why do I think you're gloating?"

"Okay, okay!" the high priest said with a smile, "Feng Jiu, since this Open Heaven Axe has already chosen you as its master, you will use it as your weapon in a down-to-earth manner." Now, make a contract!"

"What...... What? What contract?"

"It's the contract of life and death between you and the Open Heaven Axe. Once you have signed the contract, the Sky Axe is your special weapon, which cannot be touched by anyone, only you can use it as you like and exert its maximum power. ”

"How do you make a contract?do you sign it?" Feng Shanyue's mind was full of two-dimensional pictures of herself and an axe sitting at the table to sign the contract, and that picture was so joyful!

"You put your left hand out, bite your index finger, and drip blood on the axe. ”

"Why does it have to be left-handed?" Feng Shanyue muttered as she did so.

"Because the left hand is centrifuged, the blood of the index finger is the blood of the heart, and the blood of the left index finger can be used to successfully conclude a contract with the Open Heaven Axe. ”

Feng Shanyue dripped blood on the axe, and found that the blood was absorbed instantly on the axe, leaving not even a trace. Suddenly, the two axes shrank and became smaller than Feng Shanyue's palms.

"This ...... What's wrong with this?" This axe is really refined, and it can become bigger and smaller, Feng Shanyue picked up the axe with two fingers in disbelief, and put it in front of her eyes to look left and right.

"You have made a life and death contract with the Open Heaven Axe, and it can feel your heart. Haven't you always hated it for being too big? The High Priest laughed.

"Huh, can it be like this?" Feng Shanyue was surprised to hold the two axes, looking over and over again, and then shouted, "Great!" Sure enough, the axe obeyed her orders and changed into its original appearance.

"Wow! Isn't this Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick?" Feng Shanyue exclaimed in surprise, and then kept shouting "big", "small", "big", "small", and the mountain opening axe also obediently became bigger and smaller in her hand, "It's amazing! I decided, I will name you Ruyi Kaitian Axe!"

"How's it going? Do you still need to change weapons?"

"No, no, I just want this!" Feng Shanyue happily made the axe smaller and hid it in her belt, and no one could tell that she was carrying such a huge two axes.

"Alright then, let's get out!"

"Wait a minute, old man, you haven't given me what you promised me!"

The archpriest patted his forehead, "Look at me, I'm confused, I'll get it for you." ”

After speaking, he went to the other end of the underground hall, took out two rolls of bamboo slips from the dark grid on the wall, and handed them to Gan Lao, "Here you go!"

Gan Lao took the bamboo slip, changed his hand and handed it to Ming Zhao, "Take it, memorize it, and I will test you in three days!"

Ming Zhao opened the bamboo slip and saw three words engraved in front of it, "The Book of Governing the People", "Master, what is this?"

"Good thing! If you hadn't figured it out and understood the importance of that position, I wouldn't have the cheekiness to ask the old man for this thing!"

"The people are the foundation of the world. The monarch is also the lord of the world. The king without roots, like a bottomless ship, has no ...... when he enters the water" Ming Zhao stared intently at the words engraved on the bamboo slips, and muttered them, the more he read it, the bigger his eyes widened. This is clearly a statecraft, and the content in it is also very suitable for the current era.

"Ming Zhao, your master used to let you go deep into the people and experience the people's feelings, just to let you get in touch with the people from an early age and understand their life suffering. But you have always been depressed, always feeling that you are a child abandoned by your father, and you have no fighting spirit, which makes your master quite sad. He agreed with me that when you were seventeen years old, if you could figure it out, he would give you this good policy of governing the country that had been handed down from ancient times to help you become a generation of wise rulers. If you can't figure it out, they will kick you out of the school and make you truly an ordinary person. ”

"Why does it have to be seventeen?"

The archpriest looked up in the direction of Yindu and sighed, "Because in two years, your father will encounter a fateful catastrophe, and if he can't survive it, he will have to ...... You need to spend two years learning the art of statecraft to prepare for the future. ”

"High priest, are you telling the truth?" Ming Zhao clutched the sleeve of the high priest's coat, his eyes filled with mist, "My father is ...... Will you die?"

"Child, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, although your father is a Shangjun, he is just a physical body, and naturally he can't escape these calamities. ”

"That'...... I...... What should I do?" Ming Zhao panicked, "I want to go back to Yindu immediately, guard my father's side, and if there is really a catastrophe, let it fall on me!"

Feng Shanyue didn't expect that Ming Zhao, who had been sent out of the palace since he was a child, would have such deep feelings for his father, and couldn't help but be moved. Gan Lao stretched out his hand and knocked him, "What stupid thing are you talking about, what do you think your father sent you to me for?"

"My mother made a mistake, and my father didn't want to see me, so he sent me to Master. However, I have figured it out and do not resent my father. Because he didn't want my life and asked me to learn things from the master, it means that he still has my son in his heart. ”

Gan Lao's eyes narrowed, "What kind of place are you and I here, and you specialize in taking waste, I'm so angry!" He turned left and right, trying to find something to take advantage of and beat Ming Zhao.

The high priest hurriedly stopped him, "Ming Zhao is kind-hearted, although he has been wronged, he still speculates on his father's intentions with kindness, even if he guesses wrong, but this pure heart is precious, don't be angry." ”

"I can't see him so stupid, if he has half a bit of cleverness, I will die!"

"Master, I'm ......"

Wen Feichen looked at Ming Zhao anxiously, and then at Gan Lao, "Master, you can tell Senior Brother Ming!"

Gan turned his head angrily and did not speak.

The high priest sighed, this old friend's temper was so stubborn, he had to figure it out by himself, but Ming Zhao's comprehension was really lacking.

"Let me tell you, Mingzhao, in fact, your father did not abandon you! on the contrary, he sent you to study with your master because he had high hopes for you. ”

"Master, is it true?" Mingzhao's eyes widened in surprise.