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Zhao Dongting retracted his sword intent and looked at the sword in the empty man's hand.

It was a black sword, but it was not made of iron, and even he couldn't make out what metal it was made of.

The hilt and body of the sword are integrated, but it is inlaid with an orange-yellow opal, and a vertical eye in the middle is golden, like a deep eye.

The empty man gently brushed his fingers over the body of the sword, and said softly: "Zhan Lu, the sword of benevolence." ”

Jun Tianfang and Le Wuren were both in shock.

Zhan Lu Jian, they naturally recognized it.

Even Zhao Dongting is no stranger to the name of this sword. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many legends of Zhanlu have been circulated.

This sword was cast by the swordsmith Ou Yezi, ranking among the top ten famous swords and one of the five world-famous swords. Among the top ten famous swords, it is second only to the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, the sword of the Holy Dao.

Zhao Dongting originally thought that this was a legend, but he never thought that after encountering fish intestines, he actually saw Zhan Lu again.

The one who is Zhan is pure, and the one who is Lu is pitch black. This sword, as if the whole body was forged from pitch-black gemstones, glowed with a faint black glow, extremely restrained.

But this kind of black does not make people feel weird and gloomy, but has a sense of mildness and mellowness. From the sword, I didn't feel the slightest killing intent.

No matter how high the smelting method of the later generations is, they will no longer be able to refine this kind of sword that seizes the essence of heaven and earth.

However, the sword of benevolence is also sharp.

The empty sleeve robe gently brushed against the blade of the sword, blowing hair and breaking hair, and the sleeve robe fell.

Only then did he hand the sword to Zhao Dongting and said, "You have a way, the sword is on the side, and the country is prosperous." There is no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined. ”

This sentence can encapsulate all the legends of Zhanlu.

Jun Tian came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Since the Northern Song Dynasty Yue Wu Mu De Zhan Lu, after the Fengbo Pavilion was killed, Zhan Lu has no trace, and he never thought that he was in the predecessor Hidden Sword Pavilion. ”

Zhao Dongting didn't have a sword, but getting Zhan Lu can be described as a treasure.

The Xuanyuan Sword has long been missing, and now, Zhan Lu can be called the number one sword in the world. On the list of Jianghu gods, it ranks sixth.

The empty man didn't take it to heart, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "This is also left by a swordsman who challenged the Hidden Sword Pavilion." ”

Compared to Murong Chuan, who regarded the fish intestine as the sword of the town fort, his state of mind was obviously much more transcendent.

Zhao Dongting took Zhan Lu and started a little warm. Just for a moment, it seems to have a feeling of rain and snow blending with this sword.

This really convinced him that the sword confessed to the Lord.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, solemnly put the sword on his lap, was silent for a while, and asked the empty man, "Why did the predecessor give the sword to me?" ”

The military and civilians in Shuzhong turned a blind eye to the general trend of the world, so that he could not grasp the attitude of the empty man. Is he Xiang Song or Xiang Yuan?

For example, a person like Kongdangzi who has no two prestige in Shu, his attitude should have a great impact on the entire Shuzhong.

The empty man smiled lightly: "The old man is a martial artist, and that's all he can do for the emperor." ”

Zhao Dongting groaned slightly, and asked: "Then dare to ask the seniors, who is in Shuzhong in this Shu?" ”

He didn't know the inside story of Shuzhong, but he didn't believe that the empty son, as the sword god of Shuzhong, would have no idea about the situation in Shuzhong.

Compared with Zhan Lu, he wanted to know what the officials and soldiers in Shu were thinking now.

However, the empty son just said: "Whoever wins the world, Shuzhong is who's." ”

Zhao Dongting was silent when he heard this.

The meaning of the empty son, Shuzhong does not plan to participate in the battle of the world, just waiting for the wind to fall?

If the Yuan Dynasty wins, Shuzhong will be the Shuzhong of the Yuan Dynasty. And if the Song Dynasty wins, Shuzhong will be the Shuzhong of the Song Dynasty?

On such a topic, Jun Tianfang and Le Wuren wisely chose not to speak.

Zhao Dongting saw that the empty man had no intention of speaking again, and knew that he couldn't ask a deeper answer, so he got up and prepared to leave. As soon as he got up, he suddenly remembered Wu Amiao, and had to say again: "If there is a little swordsman named Wu Amiao who comes to ask for advice in the future, I will ask my seniors to take care of it on my behalf." ”

When the empty man heard this, he said: "The old man's sword is biased, and he doesn't want to mislead people's children." ”

Zhao Dongting didn't say anything anymore, held Zhan Lu's hand and said, "Farewell." ”

The empty man nodded lightly, "The old man heard that the Lord of the Yu Pavilion Beishan Qiu has arrived in Shuzhong, so be careful. ”

Zhao Dongting bowed his hand again and said, "I have already met the people of the Rain Pavilion in the True Immortal Rock, thank you seniors for telling me." ”

After speaking, he took Le Wufeng, Jun Tianfang, and Yun Jin to the cabinet.

After all, the Hidden Sword Pavilion is a place where the world's martial artists pay attention, and the more he stays here, the more dangerous it will be.

From the time Zhenxian Yan met Chen Yidao and the three black-robed masters of Tingyu Pavilion, Zhao Dongting had already realized that his whereabouts had been revealed, and this trip to Shuzhong would not be dull.

In this Shu, it is estimated that the person who wants his life is not only listening to the rain pavilion.

But Zhao Dongting didn't intend to leave just yet, from the moment he set foot on the road to Shuzhong, he was destined not to retreat easily.

He, after all, is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

If he wanted to retreat, Zhao Dongting would leave after the Battle of True Immortal Rock and would not come to this Hidden Sword Pavilion again.

In this way, it was only more than ten minutes after entering the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, and Zhao Dongting left the pavilion again.

He didn't stay in the Sword Gate, and after walking out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, he went straight down the mountain, ignoring the attention of the swordsmen around him.

The three black-robed assassins of True Immortal Rock were assassinated and killed, presumably, the assassination of Tingyu Pavilion will be even more powerful in the future.

Light rain fills the mountain road.

Zhao Dongting and the others led the horses and drifted away.

At the top of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the morning knife woke up, suddenly laughed, strode downstairs, pulled out the scarlet long knife on the white jade square, and walked away.

In these days, those who use swords look down on those who use swords, and those who use swords look down on those who use swords. Chen Yidao turned a blind eye to the angry eyes of those swordsmen.

If you don't enter the real martial arts, you won't be in his eyes at all.

On Xiaojian Mountain, countless rusty swords were gradually obscured by the mist that had disappeared due to the light rain.

The empty man stood in front of the window of the top pavilion of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, watching Zhao Dongting and the four of them go down the mountain, and whispered in his mouth, "Yanyu Camp Zhang Kongdang is the ...... of Shuzhong in the Great Song Town"

The sword god is empty, from the court of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The road down the mountain is even more difficult due to light rain. Zhao Dongting and the four of them went down the mountain against the rain, and then went westward around Dajian Mountain.

The New Year is approaching, and if nothing else, the Yuan Dynasty will choose to attack after the New Year. Zhao Dongting didn't have much time to continue to stay in Shuzhong, and Jiading Mansion, he was bound to go and see.

It's just that I don't know what the situation is now when Chen Wenlong went to Dali.

Dajian Mountain is majestic and towering, surrounded by a stream at the foot of the mountain, and the stream is gurgling and crystal clear.

Occasionally, a few small fish can be seen cruising through the stream, but it is a pity that Wu Amiao is no longer there. Otherwise, I would have to jump into the stream to catch fish.

Zhao Dongting looked up at the mountain, looked down at the stream, the clouds and mist lingered in the distance, and this moment was blessed to the soul.

He pulled out Zhan Lu behind his back, and stabbed the number on the bluestone next to him with a sword, "Great Song Zhao Yu is here to listen to the rain." ”

This is not the most heartfelt thin gold of the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty in the past dynasties, but a wild grass that is wantonly released to the point that it is impossible to see how many glyphs there are.

"Good word."

Le's gratuitous short two-word comment almost made Zhao Dongting blush.

Writing with a pen, his words can barely be read, but this writing with a sword is really not handy. Fortunately, it is written in wild grass, and there is no order, if it is written in regular script, then he is afraid that he will be laughed at by the world for his words.

Chengdu Fu Road, Mianzhou Zhangming County.

Zhangming County is famous for tea, the tea fields are all over the mountains, as far as the eye can see, the undulating places are lush tea trees, like a green sea.

And Zhangming County is surrounded by these tea mountains.

After Zhao Dongting and the four of them left the Hidden Sword Pavilion, they arrived in Zhangming on the morning of the third day. After a short rest in Zhangming County, he left just after noon, preparing to go to Jiading Mansion.

At this time, they were galloping through the sea of tea.

The sun is shining, bringing a bit of warmth to this cold day.

The hilt of the Zhan Lu sword behind Zhao Dongting refracted a gentle and faint light under the sunlight, but the opal was more and more dazzling.

"Two seniors, when do you say Kitayama Qiu will come to assassinate me?"

Zhao Dongting's voice fluttered in the wind. It was the first time he had asked this sentence on the road.

Although he intends to maintain the majesty of the Great Song Dynasty, he will not be afraid at all. But Zhao Dongting naturally couldn't really be afraid in his heart.

Who is Kitayama Aki?

He is not only the master of the Listening Rain Pavilion, but also the peerless master who ranks seventh on the list of masters of the rivers and lakes.

Can you create a strength like Tingyu Pavilion with your own strength, is it ordinary?

Le said gratuitously: "Your Majesty, they have come." ”

Zhao Dongting looked back, and there were dozens of riders hundreds of meters behind, rushing towards them. The blade of the sword refracted the cold light, which was extremely dazzling.

Jun Tian put the horse and looked at it fixedly, but said: "There are Yuan people among them, it shouldn't be the people who listen to the rain pavilion." ”

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