In the midst of long laughter, a clear figure walked out of the inner hall slowly. He was dressed in a traditional Fuso samurai costume, and although his figure looked dry and thin, he had a temperament that people did not dare to despise. Obviously, he is also a person who has been in a position of power for a long time. It was last night that the Fusang Sword Saint who was boiling tea with Cheng Li at Feilai Peak and discussing the hero, Liu Changchuan Sai Kiyohiko.

Liu Chang Chuanzhai clasped his hands into fists, took a deep look at Yan Donglou, and said with a light smile: "People from Fusang, Liu Chang Chuanzhai see Yan Gongzi." ”

Yan Donglou frowned, looked at him for a while, and suddenly slapped his thigh, and suddenly said, "It turned out to be Yanagi Yamato Mamoru of Fusang." Alas~ I think that in Baiyujing, Fusang sent an envoy to discuss the canonization of Fengchen Guan Bai as the lord of Fusang by Great Wei. At that time, Yagyu Yamato Mamoru was also in the envoy corps, right? I remember that at that time, Yagyu Yamato Mamoru also instructed me on some basic martial arts skills. I'll benefit it for the rest of my life. ”

Although Fusang is a small country, it regards itself as a "little China" and learns from the Central Plains everywhere. They also call the island country of Fuso "the world". In Fuso, there is the so-called "people of the world", which refers to the person who rules the whole of Fuso. Toyotomi Sekihaku back then was a "man of the world".

In addition, the people of Fuso divided the whole of Fuso into 66 "countries". In fact, it is equivalent to the prefecture of the Central Plains. In every country, there is a "national guard". It is equivalent to the prefect or county guard of the Central Plains. The difference is that the "national guard" of Fuso is usually hereditary by one family. But unlike the Central Plains, the prefects and county guards all belong to the liuguan, and they will be replaced in a few years.

Yamato is one of the 66 countries of Fuso. The Yagyu family originated in Yagyu Village in Yamato Province and took the place name as a surname. Later, the Yanagi family made a fortune and became the national guard of Yamato Province, and passed on this position from generation to generation. Therefore, the patriarch of the Yanagi family is revered as Yagyu Yamato Mamoru.

Hearing Yan Donglou mention that year, Liu Changchuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "In the blink of an eye, it's been thirty years. In retrospect, everything is still like yesterday. Haha, Yan Gongzi's demeanor is still the same, and he still looks like a teenager. But the old man is already old. ”

Yan Donglou smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Yanagi Yamato is polite." Come on, come on, please take a seat. ”

Greet each other politely. The willow grows and the boat is seated. Yan Donglou personally poured him a glass of wine and asked, "Yanagi Yamato Shou, what are you going to do when you come to the Central Plains this time?"

The willow grows and the boat raises a glass and drinks it all. Thumbs up for "good wine". Only then did he smile and said, "It's not for the sake of the small lord of Toyotomi." Thirty years have passed, and the small lord has grown up. Therefore, the old man came to the Central Plains this time, in order to ask the Son of Heaven of the Central Plains to send an envoy to Fusang to officially canonize the lord of the small country, so that he could inherit his father's business justifiably. ”

Yan Donglou is a nameless little prime minister. As soon as I heard it, I immediately understood what was going on. Fuso is now under Ishida Jusei. The small lord of Toyotomi is nominally the lord of Fuso, but in fact, no one listens to what he says. Just like Emperor Fuso, they are just puppets.

But if the Central Plains had made a big show and sent envoys to canonize the small lord of Toyotomi, then the situation would have been completely different. With the support of the Son of Heaven in the Central Plains, the small lord of Toyotomi is like a dragon entering the sea, and no one can stop him or hinder him. He can justifiably become the de facto ruler of Fuso. Life and death are taken away, and a word determines people's fortune and fortune and life and death.

There are no two days in the sky, and there are no two lords for the people. Emperor Fuso has been a puppet mud bodhisattva for hundreds of years, so that's fine. But what about the current power of Ishida, when the lord of Toyotomi is in power? Is it true that he should retire and plant flowers and walk birds every day? Even if he is willing, and those subordinates around him are not willing?

With his mind racing, Yan Donglou suddenly couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly. Fusang in the Central Plains, the two countries are separated by water. Even the environment in the imperial court and temple is actually the same. Thinking of this, Yan Donglou couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Ishida Shicheng. In an instant, he almost wanted to speak, flatly refusing Yanagi Funasai's request.

However, Yan Donglou is the "little prime minister" after all. Therefore, he also understands that if he can assist Yagyu Yamato Mamoru to succeed in this matter, he will justifiably prop up the small lord of Toyotomi to the throne. Then for yourself, there are really great benefits.

The little prime minister and the little prime minister, speaking of majesty, is actually always unjustifiable. Yan Donglou thought about it day and night, and wanted to remove the "small" word in front of his name. The canonization of the new head of Fuso is definitely a great achievement. If you get this credit, maybe you will enter the political hall and officially become the prime minister, and there will be no obstacles.

After making up his mind, Yan Donglou smiled and said: "Back then, Toyotomi Guan Bai was canonized as the lord of Fusang, and this matter was presided over by my father. Now that the lord of the small country has grown up, it is indeed necessary to officially canonize it again. However, there are still many difficulties......"

Liu Changchuan Zhai hurriedly said: "The old man understands. Bai Gongzi had already told the old man everything before. All in all, now Yan Gongzi needs Cheng Li to die, right?"

Yan Donglou said in a condensed voice: "Not bad." Cheng Li must die. Only when he dies can the glass sword fall into our hands. Only with the glazed treasure knife can you open the cave heaven and blessed land, and take back the elixir of immortality inside to present it to your father. It can only be done if my father is still standing in the court in good health and canonizing the small lord of Toyotomi. ”

Liu Chang Chuanzhai took a deep breath and said, "I understand, in this matter, the old man will definitely do his best." ”

"How do you do your best?"

Zhang Xuanjing is a contemporary Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, so he naturally sees that this old man of Fusang is not pleasing to the eye. He frowned and said, "Do you plan to go out in person, or do you want to find someone to replace you?" By the way, I heard that you have four masters in Fusang, 'Southern Army God and Northern Wukui, Six Paths of Reincarnation Only Fist King, and Liu Sheng's Sword under the Ten Thousand Divine Tribulations'." Hmph, blowing loudly, I just don't know how much ability I can have. ”

Liu Chang Chuanzhai sighed: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. People outside thought that the phrase "Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation" under Liu Sheng's sword referred to the old man. In fact, the old man is only shallow in learning, and he is also old and frail, so he really can't afford it. What this sentence really refers to is actually the old man's nephew, Yanagi Yixin. The sword he wielded in his hand was the real catastrophe of the gods. ”

"Liu Sheng Yixin?" Yan Donglou frowned suspiciously, and glanced at Zhang Xuanjing, Zhai Feijing, and Bai Qiufei respectively. I hope to be able to understand more about this Yanagi from their mouths. But all three were dumbfounded, at a loss. Apparently I hadn't heard of the name of this Yagyu Isshin.

Yan Donglou snorted coldly and asked, "Then Liu Sheng Yamato Shou, can you let this Liu Sheng Yixin master come to the Central Plains and help me kill Cheng Li?"

Yanagi shook his head: "No." Thirty years ago, my nephew was in a battle with the military god Heigoro Shintsuna. At that time, the two sides were victorious and defeated, but the sword in Yixin's hand could not resist the power of Heigoro's 'turning into nothing', and it was completely reduced to nothing. So this battle is undefeated and defeated. ”

In order to redeem the shame of this defeat, he decided to find a sword that would never be destroyed. Then Heikoro fought again. ”

Bai Qiu Feiqi said: "A sword that will never be destroyed, does it really exist in the world?"

Yanagi Changfunasai said, "In Fuso, there is a big mountain full of spiritual energy, called Koyasan. There is a cave in the mountain called the Yaksha Cave. The cave produces a strange substance called soft iron.

The essence of soft iron is like water, gathering and scattering impermanence. Even if it is destroyed, it will immediately condense and take shape in the next moment. Therefore, a weapon made of soft iron is the most perfect weapon that will never be destroyed.

However, soft iron is extremely scarce and cannot be mined. To get the soft iron, you have to be patient. The underground river in Koyasan infiltrates the soft iron ore and carries the iron into the Yaksha Cave, so that the stalagmites in the cave have soft iron powder. Over time, stalagmites are formed, and they can be gathered into weapons. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zhang Xuanjing couldn't help but ask in surprise: "In order to get a sword, you have to wait for the water in the cave to drip down to form stalagmites?

Liu Changchuan sighed: "The old man doesn't know either. All I know is that I've been waiting for this sword for thirty years. And he would continue to wait until the sword was formed. ”

Zhang Xuanjing shook his head again and again: "Crazy, really crazy." Such a madman, no matter how high his martial arts are, he can't be counted on at all. ”

Bai Qiufei smiled and said, "Xuan Jing Zhenjun don't be impatient. Mr. Yanagi can help us more than just one or two masters. ”

Zhang Xuanjing asked rhetorically: "Then what is it that he can help us?"

Liu Chang Chuanzhai said with a smile: "It's hundreds of masters. ”

Zhang Xuanjing sneered: "Hundreds of masters? Could it be that your Fusang masters have turned into cabbage, everywhere?"

Liu Chang Chuanzhai said lightly: "Fusang doesn't have it, and it doesn't need to have it." Because these hundreds of masters were originally from the Central Plains. In other words, as long as Yan Gongzi is willing to specify who is a master, who is a master. Of course, there is a premise. That's – drink this. ”

As he spoke, Yanagi took off a bag hanging from his waist and opened it. Inside, however, was a small medicine bottle. When he opened it, a spicy smell immediately came out, which made Yan Donglou's nose itch and he couldn't help sneezing. He frowned and took the vial, and looked inside by the light, only to find that it was a brownish-red liquid.

Yan Donglou asked in a condensed voice, "Yanagi Yamato Shou, what is this?"

Liu Chang Chuanzhai said with a solemn expression: "This is our secret medicine of Fusang, called Pranya Water. As long as you drink it, even ordinary people can gain the power of Prajna. A thousand people drink it, and there are a thousand masters. 10,000 people drink it, and 10,000 masters are it. There are so many masters, although the world is big, what else is there to put the son on the table? So, this is my gift to the son. ”