Chapter 542: Writing a Sword Song with Blood

There will not be many people in the present who will know his story, and there may not be many people in the future who will know his story.

So maybe after a long time, the protagonist of this story is no longer a person, but a sword.

Maybe this sword will also be mythologized and turned into a holy weapon, a holy weapon that can fly over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to kill the Black Warrior Khan Emperor.

This person, this story, in the end, is only a sword.

Fortunately, there is also a sword whose name will circulate.

Because he said, people are nameless, but swords are famous, no matter what sword is, it is all named Emperor Chu.

In fact, he is really nameless, he only has one title, he is the secret guard of the Great Chu Emperor, he may have forgotten what his original name was.

Few people among the people know that in fact, the Yang family of the royal family is divided into two families, and they are all the main family, that is, the royal family.

Some children from other families have been selected to become secret guards since they were young, and the training methods are particularly cruel.

Each generation of secret guards will initially select at least dozens of people, and the best one will stay, and his only mission is to protect the emperor.

The person who really cultivated the Chu Emperor's swordsmanship was not the Chu Emperor, but the secret guard.

Pu Nu was an outlier, because he didn't get the Chu Emperor Sword Spectrum from the beginning, and it wasn't until the death of the first emperor and the new Emperor Yang Jing's accession to the throne that he gave him the Chu Emperor Sword Spectrum.

Yang Jing hoped that he could stay and exchange the Chu Emperor Sword Spectrum for him to stay, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't pass the level in his heart.

He spent a year cultivating the Chu Emperor's swordsmanship, and he achieved it in only one year.

He may be the greatest genius of all time, but he has been hidden in the dark like a pearl for many years.

He made it big in a year, and then he went north.

Before leaving, the emperor asked him where he was going, and he said he was going to cross the catastrophe.

The emperor asked him, "Who is your calamity?"

He said, "I am someone else's robbery."

The Emperor asked, "Will you return?"

He shook his head.

The emperor said, "If I force you to stay."

He said that no one could keep it, and neither could His Majesty.

So he left the palace, and outside the palace gates, the six men who had followed him for many years fell to their knees and did not say a word.

He knew the intentions of his subordinates, and after a moment of silence, he nodded: "Well, if you can't bring back my body, someone needs to bring back the news." ”

The seven people left the capital and went all the way to the north, all the sights were tragic images along the way, and all the songs they heard along the way were sad songs.

He was depressed in his heart, and in his chest and abdomen, there seemed to be a sword intent that could not be released, and he thought that this was the parting gift given to him by the Central Plains.

But if you want the country to have no color, you have sword intent in your heart.

At the exit point, he left six people behind and said that this place is still far from the Black Martial Capital, but if I succeed, you will definitely hear my story, and then return to the capital.

The six of them did not stop them, and watched the slave leave.

After the slave was gone, the six of them agreed to leave one to wait for news, while the other five followed, and if there was a chance, they should always bring his body back.

In the end, six people drew lots, five red and one black, and the black lottery winner stayed at the border to wait for news, and the five people who won the red lottery caught up.

He knew that he didn't understand the language of the black warriors, and his appearance was different, so he would be suspicious.

So he drank the poison he had prepared, dumbened his throat, and disfigured himself.

To the Black Martial Capital City, with his ability, it is not difficult to sneak in the caravan cargo, but it is difficult to find opportunities.

After entering the city, he knew that even if he cultivated the Chu Emperor Sword Technique, it would be impossible for him to enter the heavily guarded Black Martial Palace.

There are thousands of soldiers and armor, and the gods cannot fly across.

The only chance was that he knew that the Black Martial Khan Emperor was also a disciple of the Sword Gate, and he had to go to the Sword Gate several times a year.

So he was at the Sword Gate

In addition, he pretended to be a wandering beggar, looking for an opportunity to show one or two points of strength, using the backhand knife posture of the Bohai people.

Sure enough, he attracted the attention of the people of Jianmen and brought him into Jianmen, but he couldn't speak and couldn't read.

The people of the Sword Gate are about to be driven out, and some people say that his sword technique is very interesting, and they can leave it for reference.

So he became a sweeping slave in Jianmen, with leftovers every day, without a mouthful, just alive.

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The people of the Sword Gate, from time to time, will let him practice swordsmanship, let him practice him, someone throws him a piece of meat, he is not dirty when it falls on the ground, and he eats very happily.

So the disciples of the Sword Sect called him the Bohai Dog Slave.

He did this on purpose, and he already had a complete plan during the year he practiced the Chu Emperor Sword Technique.

While practicing swords, he practiced Bohai swordsmanship, and learned the words of the Bohai people, but later he himself denied this idea.

He knew that a year was too short, and as long as he spoke, he would inevitably be exposed.

He also asked people to find a Bohai people's utensils, which is a string of ornaments that the Bohai people are used to wearing.

He deliberately broke the ornament, and the rest of it was like a bump and crash, and he played with the oil pan every day, and it ended up looking dirty.

It took him half a year to get the disciples of the Sword Sect to adapt to his existence as a Bohai Dog Slave.

Anyone can call him over and let him learn to bark, he pretended not to understand at first, and then the black warrior first learned to bark, and then signaled him to learn to bark.

He pretended to understand, and followed the example of a black warrior who barked at a dog.

The black warrior laughed, and he laughed along, although the screams and laughter sounded similar, but they were only hoarse and barely audible.

Because of learning to bark a dog, the black warrior's eyebrows are flying, and he is also flying, so the black warrior thinks he is really stupid.

The disciple of the Black Martial Sword Sect, who later had one more entertainment, would find him and throw something out to let him learn to be like a dog and take it back.

Sometimes it's a stick, sometimes it's meat and bones, and there are those who go too far, throw out the stabbing ball for him to hold, and he doesn't hesitate, and when he comes back, his mouth is full of blood.

The people of the Sword Gate also know that this is a fool who knows the Bohai Sword Technique, or a dog who knows the Bohai Sword Technique.

The slave is very cautious and smart, he knows that the freshness of the black warrior will always pass, and it is inevitable that he will be driven away, after all, his image can be regarded as insulting to the bearing of the Sword Gate.

Therefore, when the disciples of the Sword Sect practiced with him, he would come up with a new sword technique from time to time, so that the disciples of the Sword Sect would lose.

As a result, he will be able to stay for a long time.

So much so that later, the master of the Sword Gate came to see his sword skills in person, and found someone to test him, and also found someone to stare at him day and night, and finally determined that he was indeed a fool.

Pu Nu has been in Jianmen for a long time, and he also knows that the Black Warrior Khan Emperor is too big stone to come to Jianmen once a month.

Around the fifteenth day of each month, the Sword Gate will hold a moon worship ceremony, and this ceremony is dedicated to the moon god.

On this day of the month, the Great Stone would go to the Sword Gate, and during the ceremony, the Khan's personal guards could not approach and had to stay outside the venue.

And it was also at the time of the ceremony that the disciples of the Sword Sect, except for the guards on duty, were not allowed to wear weapons.

This day is when the slave decides to make a move.

In his seventh month at Jianmen, he cleaned the courtyard as usual, and chased flying insects like a dog.

When the Broad Stone arrived, he was driven away by the Sword Sect disciples and told him to go back to his kennel.

The slave returned to the kennel, sat there in silence for a long time, and then bowed nine times to the south when no one was around.

Three times to respect parents, three times to the emperor, three times to respect the hometown.

He counted the time, and when the moon worship ceremony took place, he got up and left the kennel.

Not long after, he killed a disciple of the Sword Gate who was guarding the perimeter, changed into a white brocade robe, and put on a white cloak.

No one thought that someone would dare to commit murder against the Khan Emperor at the Sword Gate, and no one thought that this person would be the Bohai Dog Slave.

If you tell a black warrior that you want to assassinate the Khan Emperor in the Sword Gate, the black warrior will laugh from ear to ear, and for them, this is a big joke.

Fluttering slave makes this not a joke.

As Emperor Khan stepped down from the altar, he struck a sword in the heart of the mighty boulder.

However, the wide and invincible boulder wears two layers of soft armor, the sword breaks one layer, and the second layer cannot be broken.

A guard stepped forward and was killed by a sword from a slave.

The wide and invincible boulder turned around and left, and the slave killed another swordsman, caught up with the broad and invincible boulder from behind, and pierced the back of his head with a sword.

The sword gate was shocked.

Until this time, no one in the Sword Sect had dared to provoke, and its status was unmatched.

The sword gate has been developed for many years, the master is like a cloud, participating in the moon worship ceremony, the sword master of the sword gate is one hundred and seventy-two, the great sword master is thirty-six, the two people are worshipped, and the master of the door is there.

After killing the Khan Emperor, he immediately rushed out to kill, and the swordsmen and great swordsmen of the Sword Gate had no swords in their hands, so they avoided them one after another.

He was blocked by the periphery, and the disciples of the Sword Sect came like a tide.

The slave roared up to the sky, still not much sound, but at this moment, that roar was his pride.

He is the most talented secret guard in the history of Great Chu, if he can practice the Chu Emperor Sword for ten years early, then who is in his eyes in this world?

He only practiced swords for one year, but there was no one ancient, he only had one thought in his heart, since him, the sword of the Chu Emperor should not be cut off, there should be a latecomer.

That night, the people of the Sword Gate, who thought very highly of themselves and were invincible to everyone, saw the divine power of that person's sword.

That set of Chu Emperor swordsmanship covered the light of the bright moon, and under the moonlight, the people who worshiped the moon were slaughtered, and the people who slaughtered the moon were arrogant.

He once said to people that the sword is not an ornament, and no matter how chic the literati are when they hang the sword, it is also a blasphemy against the sword.

The sword is a killing weapon, and the sword move is a killing technique.

People say that the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and he says that the sword is the king of ten thousand soldiers, and he should be invincible when he kills people with a royal weapon.

Those high-ranking sword masters and great sword masters of the Sword Gate stepped forward after taking their weapons, but none of them could get close to each other.

He kills people like drinking and dancing alone under the moon, where is he still that crazy and stupid Bohai dog slave.

In the end, he was killed by dozens of arrows, but there was not a single sword wound on his body.

He has a sword in his hand, and he will not allow the sword of others to be presumptuous.

Not a single sword dared to leave a mark on him.

This night, the Khan Emperor was assassinated, and the black force shook up and down.

The Black Forbidden Army dispatched and closed the city overnight to search for the accomplices of the Bohai Dog Slave, but found nothing.

On the second day, the search continued, but anyone who did not look like a black warrior, whether it was a Bohai person, a grassland person, or a Central Plains person, would be arrested if he saw someone.

Among them, the most miserable are the Bohai people, these people who are really willing to be dogs for the black warriors, this time they are not even as good as dogs.

On the third day, the black warriors put the corpses of the slaves on the streets of the city, splashed pig's blood, and let the beasts bite them.

That afternoon, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and it was the most beautiful time in the world.

The five servants came with their knives, and they naturally knew that they could not snatch back the corpse of the slave, but they did not turn a blind eye.

They also used swords well, but they knew the intention of fighting slaves, so they brought knives, which were used by the Bohai people.

All five were killed, and hundreds of enemies were killed.

The broad and invincible Dashi was in the prime of life, and he was suddenly killed, and the imperial power of Heiwu suddenly became turbulent.

His children were still young, and his brothers, who were as big as Dashi, were eyeing him.

The corpses of the six heroes were finally gnawed and eaten by the beasts released by the Black Warriors, and the bones were gone.

The world kisses me with pain, and I repay it with a sword song.

Murderous Sword Song.