Chapter 3: The Big Dipper

Zhao Huaiyan grinned his white teeth, and his smile was extremely sincere, "Zhu Gongzi, I have admired my name for a long time." ”

Zhu Xuanguang was stunned by this sentence, what do you mean - long admiration of the name? Did he ever have a big name? How did he not know? Furthermore, long-awaited? Has he heard of him? Or have you seen him? Impossible, such a son with a unique temperament, if he has seen it, he will definitely not forget it.

Zhu Xuanguang was puzzled, and he had to figure it out immediately, he straightened his back, and the martial artist asked in a stiff tone, "I have met with Zhao Gongzi?" ”

Zhao Huaiyan shook his head, "No." ”

Zhu Xuanguang said, "I haven't seen it, why do you look up to it for a long time?" ”

Zhao Huaiyan smiled, "Just because I haven't seen it doesn't mean I haven't heard of it." ”

Zhu Xuanguang became more and more strange, he was a talented person, but he could spread to the ears of outsiders, and he could also be remembered by people, which really made people's vanity skyrocket.

But in fact, he is an unknown person who came out of a small fishing village in Nanliangzhou County, one of the ninety-three states of Yan Kingdom.

Although he went out to find a living after he was ten years old because his family was too poor, he later apprenticed to learn art, and he was also excellent in martial arts.

But he never fights, doesn't make trouble, and doesn't show off with anyone.

It can be said that he lives a very low-key life, and all his thoughts are devoted to improving his martial arts, and he never pulls the human network.

From the fishing village to the imperial palace, during this period, anyone who knew his name could count on ten fingers.

He knew a lot of people, but he really knew very few people.

But this young man said that he had admired the name for a long time!

Hey, hit him in the face with a bare head!

Zhu Xuanguang's young and immature face was stiff, and he glared at Zhao Huaiyan with black intent, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Zhao Huaiyan saw that he was angry, sneered, and gave him a step down in a soft voice, "I said that I admired the name for a long time, not to give you a faceless meaning, Zhu Gongzi worshipped Chang Sansheng to learn art, and was accepted by Chang Sansheng as a closed disciple, he is really a genius, I said Jiuyang, this is the matter." ”

Zhu Xuanguang was shocked, "Do you know my master? ”

Zhao Huaiyan smiled lightly and nodded.

Zhu Xuan's eyes swelled.

Who is Chang Sansheng?

A ghost in the mountains and forests who is not known to the world, but in fact, he is not a ghost or a human.

The reason why he is called a ghost in the mountains and forests is because he is proficient in ghost steps, and he lives alone in the mountains and forests, and he has lived for one hundred and eight years, and there is no sign of death, and he is still in good spirits.

He did not accept apprentices in his life, but when he was seventy years old, he accepted a female apprentice, and later at the age of ninety, he accepted another male apprentice, until he was 100 years old, he accepted Zhu Xuanguang again, and also accepted Zhu Xuanguang as a closed disciple.

The so-called closed disciple is the person who will inherit the ghost step after his death.

Of course, Chang Sansheng is not known to the world, and the apprentices he accepts are not known to the world.

The reason why Zhao Huaiyan knew was because there were records of these people in her Zhao Kingdom Collection and Scripture Pavilion, and there were more than one person like this, in fact, there were seven.

In that broken book of heaven, the seven of them were described like this - the Big Dipper Seven Talents.

Zhao Huaiyan originally didn't want to deal with Zhu Xuanguang, but after hearing his name, she felt that it was better to make friends, after all, ghost steps are not only a martial art, it is also a kind of art of war for marching and arranging formations.

Zhao Huaiyan can't do this kind of thing to steal Zhu Xuanguang's martial arts, but it must be done to win over this person!

Although you have to win over, you can't rush in.

Zhu Xuanguang is a native of Yan State, and when he came to the imperial palace this time, he must have served Emperor Yan.

Zhao Huaiyan squinted, smiled and bowed to Zhu Xuanguang, then turned around generously and faced the high platform in front of the imperial palace.

There is a rectangular table on the high platform, elliptical all around, carved with wooden dragons, four leg pillars, less than three feet long, wood color, lacquered gold, half a foot away from the leg pillars are nine steps, on both sides are the dragon candle pillars that are erected, behind the pillars with a hollow screen to block a road, at this moment, at the end of the road, there seems to be a faint sound of footsteps.