The fortune teller shook his head and said, "It's not enough to worry about it, Tang Gongzi is going to the rivers and lakes, can he have a suitable blade?"

Tang Mo untied Han Gongqiu from his waist, and put Han Gongqiu in front of the fortune teller regardless of the eyes of the frost envoy.

The fortune teller laughed and said: "Tang Gongzi trusts the poor Dao so much, the poor Dao has no way to repay him, but to pour everything he has." ”

Tang Mo smiled: "Listen to the teachings of the Taoist elder. ”

The fortune teller took out Han Gongqiu from the scabbard, looked at it carefully, and looked at the scabbard carefully, his face became more and more solemn, and he asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask Tang Gongzi, where did this sword come from, and where did this scabbard come from?"

Tang Mo saw that the fortune teller's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "This sword was unearthed from an ancient mausoleum in Jinling, named Han Gongqiu, and the scabbard is made of Nine Heavens Xuantie. ”

When the fortune teller heard the words "Han Gong Qiu", the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping a few times, and he sighed: "This sword is one of the five great divine weapons of ancient times, and the ancient power melted Emperor Xuanyuan's nine tripods and added them to the Nine Heavens Xuantian Iron to refine them into five weapons, which are Han Gong Qiu, Yin Shangli, Tang Jiaochou, Qin Zhengyi, Ming Yu Poo, corresponding to the five tones of Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu." The five divine soldiers disappeared soon after they appeared, who would have thought that Han Gongqiu would be buried in the mausoleum of Jinling. ”

Tang Mo and Shuangshuang were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect this Han Gong Qiu to have such a legendary origin, Tang Mo asked: "Dao Chief, can I, a person with no martial arts foundation, control this Han Gong Qiu?"

The fortune teller smiled and said: "Ordinary people can use it, but this Han Gongqiu has not yet recognized the master, and Tang Gongzi must drip blood as soon as possible on the way to the north." And this scabbard is naturally very suitable. It is also a dark iron, and the scabbard can constantly nourish the autumn of the Han Palace. Speaking of this, the fortune teller stopped, seemed to hesitate to continue, then gritted his teeth and continued: "And the most important point, according to legend, each divine weapon is sealed with an ancient fierce beast, and the martial arts supreme can domesticate it for his own use. ”

After saying that, he took a sip of wine, and the fortune teller sighed with emotion: "With the help of this divine soldier, the time for Tang Gongzi to turn into a dragon is just around the corner!"

Tang Mo smiled bitterly and asked, "It's almost seventeen years old, is it too late to practice martial arts?"

The fortune teller raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not too late to see the rabbit and take care of the dog." Poor Road here to show you a way to go, to the north, the Great Luo Imperial City, the Northern Qi Shengjing, Russia Vladivostok, these three places have a great opportunity for you. ”

When Tang Mo heard this, he got up and straightened his clothes and said, "Thank you for your teachings." Frost also hurriedly said good luck.

The fortune teller laughed and said to Tang Mo and Shuangshuang: "In this way, I can live up to Tang Gongzi's hexagram." The fate of the poor road and the two is over, so let's leave it at that. ”

After that, the fortune teller closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Tang Mo knew that the Taoist priest would not say anything more, so he took out a folding fan from his arms and put it on the stall, and went to the bun stall next to him to buy a drawer of buns for the Taoist priest, made a gesture, and then left with frost.

Tang Mo walked to the carriage without saying a word, Shuangshuang knew that Tang Mo was thinking strongly, although he was very puzzled by his actions, but he couldn't help but didn't ask.

Tang Mo saw that Shuangshuang looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and said with a smile: "Shuangshuang, are you wondering why I am so generous to that Taoist priest." ”

Frost said hurriedly: "No, no. ”

Tang Mo interrupted: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, who made me believe in Frost so much." Frost's cheeks were pleased, and then she turned red, bowing her head and saying nothing.

Tang Mo continued: "That Taoist priest knew that my eight characters were kept secret for me, and he also pointed out the way forward for me, which is hard to buy. Moreover, the sentence 'See the rabbit and the dog, it's not too late', if I'm not mistaken, is from the "Warring States Policy" that has long been lost and is known as the "Xiang Chop Book", there should be only one ancient solitary book in this world that exists in the Tanlou on our house, this Taoist priest has a great article, and it may have touched the way of heaven. ”

Frost nodded, although she didn't understand it, but she knew that it would definitely be of great benefit to Childe, and Childe didn't hide these things from him, so she was even more happy in her heart.

On the other side, the Taoist priest who was pretending to sleep opened his eyes, ignoring the folding fan that looked extremely quaint, reached out and grabbed a bun and stuffed it in his mouth, chewing it a few times before swallowing. The Taoist priest touched his stomach and laughed in a low voice: "The child can be taught." One or two pieces of silver, sell you three chances, the fan of the immortals, sell you a dragon breeze, as for this drawer of buns...... Alas, the grace of a meal cannot be repaid, and it can only be sold to you. He sighed again, "The Han Palace is in the autumn, and the world is not peaceful again." As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind swept by, and the Taoist priest and his stall disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Tang Mo and Frost had already walked to the side of the carriage, and the coachman seemed to have been waiting for his horse, and when they saw the two coming back, they just nodded and did not speak.

Shuangshuang suddenly remembered that Tang Mo didn't eat breakfast, and asked, "Childe, do you want Shuangshuang to buy a few drawers of buns?" Tang Mo touched Shuangshuang's green silk and said with a smile: "If Shuangshuang goes to buy it, you will definitely only buy my share, but you shouldn't have eaten breakfast, so you don't have to buy it, let's go to the town in front of you to eat." Shuangshuang was extremely moved when she saw Tang Mo thinking about herself like this, so she followed his suggestion and went to tell the coachman about it, and then the two got into the carriage.

In the carriage, Tang Mo sat and stared at Han Gongqiu in a daze, and sat next to Tang Mo after Shuangshuang folded the quilt, staring at Tang Mo with a pair of soft hair and a head of mantis, with endless autumn water in his eyes.

Tang Mo was stared at by her, and opened his mouth to break the slightly ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage, "Shuangshuang, do you think I want to drip blood now to let Han Gongqiu recognize the lord?"

Frost blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes and replied, "Frost doesn't understand this, it depends on whether Childe trusts that fortune teller." ”

Tang Mo smiled bitterly: "I can't help but believe it." I thought to myself, "If this confession of the Lord is the same as what the Taoist priest said, then I will follow the opportunity he pointed out." The index finger of his left hand pressed the blade of the sword above the hilt of Han Gongqiu's sword, and with a strong stroke, blood immediately flowed down the blade into the groove.

However, after seeing the blood flowing into the grooves, it immediately flowed to the rest of the sword body through those invisible blood groove lines, and these lines were immediately dyed blood red. The blood-red lines continued to spread, and in a few breaths, they spread all over the sword body, and the entire sword body seemed to be cut into countless pieces by the blood-red thin lines.

Tang Mo and Shuangshuang were shocked by this scene, but they knew that it was still not over.

Sure enough, as the blood flowed down the blood trough behind the sword, the eyes of the dragon composed of the blood trough flashed in an instant. The whole sword trembled slightly, and a faint dragon chant came out of the sword body.

Outside the carriage, the coachman sensed a fierce beast aura, and when he was about to meet the enemy, he found that this breath seemed to come from the carriage behind him, and realized that this was because of the Han Gongqiu, although he was suspicious, he put down the battle intent in his heart and drove forward steadily.

In the carriage, Han Gongqiu's dragon chant lasted for dozens of breaths before stopping, the blood stains slowly faded, and Jiaolong's eyes returned to dimness. Tang Mo was a little disappointed: "This is the end?" Shuangshuang smiled and explained to Tang Mo: "It should be because the child's skills are not enough." If Childe's skill is high enough, he should be able to exert the full power of Han Gongqiu. ”

Tang Mo nodded with a wry smile and said, "Fortunately, the fortune teller sent me three chances, Shuangshuang, let's rush to the imperial city as soon as possible." ”

Frost smiled: "It's all up to Childe." ”