Chapter Seventy-Five: The Miscellaneous Corpses of the Hundred Families

"General Li, the military advisor is the first person under Emperor Wu, he is powerful and powerful, and he is a figure like a military god of the Great Wei Dynasty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info However, this time coincides with the five-year opening ceremony of the sword furnace, it is the best time for our scholars to build a weapon in hand, this trip to the sword furnace, will be all kinds of young heroes, just can be seen as a test of the sacrificial wine to Wen Zhao, and when the sword furnace returns, Wen Zhao will definitely go to the palace of the urgent sacrificial wine lord to meet. ā€

Cai Wenzhao only said to meet, not to talk about apprenticeship, after all, such a demonic character, Cai Wenzhao has a feeling of being seen through, if he gets along with such a character day and night, he feels uneasy when he thinks about it.

Moreover, the military master's sacrificial wine is just the intention of accepting himself as a registered disciple, his true motive is not clear, if he agrees rashly at this moment, if he can't become an official disciple in the future, but he loses the opportunity to go to the Jixia School Palace, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Hearing that Cai Wenzhao coped with it easily, General Li also nodded with satisfaction, his performance in the martial arts competition had completely convinced him, and at this moment, he saw that Cai Wenzhao could stay calm in the face of such a great opportunity and not be carried away.

This kind of mentality made him more and more deeply want Cai Wenzhao to enter the army.

"In that case, I will reply to Master Cai Gongzi in their original form. I won't bother anymore, wait for the return of the little boy's sword furnace, and give a satisfactory answer to the priest. ā€

Li Xu stood up and said goodbye to Cai Wenzhao, the military general was doing things directly, and when he got the answer, he was ready to leave: "Lord Wenji, the last general will leave." ā€

Bachelor Liu on the side also got up with a few attendants: "If Gongzi Cai speaks, I will also bring it to Master Taifu." In that case, I will take my leave. ā€

"Sister, let's send off two adults. Cai Wenzhao became the principal of Cai's mansion for a while, and said indifferently, a difficult choice was invisible.

"Wen Zhao, you are really mature. Cai Wenji didn't know how many times I sighed like this today.

After seeing off the two, Cai Wenji returned to the lobby and looked at Cai Wenzhao, extremely pleased. Since Cai Wenzhao recovered from his injury, he has been reborn, and he is really a blessing in disguise.

"Brother Dong asked me to tell you to be careful in the next step last night, it seems that you are too worried, Wen Zhao has the ability now, and he no longer needs his sister's protection. Cai Yan said with emotion, his eyes suddenly red.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, my sister is just happy and proud of Wen Zhao. The younger brother is also the host of the literary trial banquet and the host of the martial arts banquet. Now that she has been favored by the Taifu and the sacrificial wine, my sister is really happy. Presumably Brother Dong will be very happy when he finds out. ā€

Cai Wenzhao understood in a turn of his mind that Brother Dong must have rushed all the way to save himself, and now that he was sure that he was safe and sound, he rushed back to Qilian Mountain in the starry night, and he inadvertently warmed his heart: "It's hard Brother Dong." ā€

"Sister, I'm sorry, for my own breath, but I made Brother Dong and my sister frightened, Wen Zhao is really an unforgivable sin. Next, I have to go to the sword furnace, so as not to worry my sister again, and my brother promises to come back unharmed. Cai Wenzhao said with a little guilt.

"Brother, don't blame yourself. Sister should be proud of you, this Great Wei Dynasty has a few men who can get the favor of Taifu and sacrificial wine, this is the glory of our Cai Mansion, over time, my sister believes that Wen Zhao will definitely be able to become a man who stands up to the sky! ā€

Cai Yan herself is a proud woman, with hills and valleys in her chest, is it not an ordinary woman's knowledge.

"Brother, do what you think is right. ā€

Cai Wenzhao's nose was sour, he nodded fiercely, and said in his heart: "The happiest thing in this world is that the closest people support and understand you." ā€

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the little girl jumped out again, half of her body was hidden behind the door, half of her body was leaning, and she looked at Cai Wenzhao with a smile: "Young master, young master, there is something sent from the palace, but it sinks, and it is said to be the reward of the young master's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet." ā€

"Xinghai Shen Zhentie, is it finally here? Cai Wenzhao was ecstatic in his heart, this is the most important thing for himself in this civil and military competition, "The trip to the sword furnace finally has the best forging materials. ā€

Cai Wenzhao said that he was going to run out of the door, after all, he had no resistance to this legendary forging material.

"Young master, the eldest lady just praised you for being stable and generous, why are you so anxious!" Xi'er stuck out her tongue at Cai Wenzhao and quipped.

"Believe it or not, Young Master Ben ate your little tongue in one bite and dare to tease me. Cai Wenzhao pretended to glare at Xi'er.

"Hmm. Xi'er covered her cherry mouth with her little hand, for fear of being bitten on her little tongue, and looked at Cai Wenji with an aggrieved face.

"Okay, take the young master to see it. Cai Wenji also smiled, Xi'er has a lively personality, but she is a small living treasure in Cai's mansion.

"Hmm. Xi'er nodded respectfully, and looked at Cai Wenzhao again, with a small face, rolled her eyes, and puffed, "Let's go, my eldest young master." ā€

Looking at the master and servant who gradually moved away, Cai Wenji was also extremely moved, although she didn't practice martial arts, she still knew something about the treasure of Xinghai Shenzhen Iron, which was extremely rare, a real treasure with no price.

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And when Cai Wenzhao began to prepare for the trip to the sword furnace, there was also a gray-haired rickety old man in Xiahou's mansion who quietly walked out of the back door.

When he appeared again, the rickety old man had already appeared among the mountains, on the path of a sword furnace.

Between the cold mountains and forests, the air is also full of moisture.

Between heaven and earth, out of the dense forest mountain road is the endless fallen leaves, this gray-haired old man, stepping on the dead leaves, rustling all the way.

The old man's face was gloomy, his breath was heavy, and his eyes turned to reveal an extremely evil smell.

Between his eyes, the old man's eyes showed a gray glow, and the whole person suddenly rose up, and the bone joints beeped with a terrifying sound.

"Ten thousand years ago, due to the power of that single husband, the Spring and Autumn Hundred Schools of Thought rushed to escape from the world, the major inheritances were scattered, the heirs of all parties disappeared one after another, and there were even soldiers to be reborn. If the opportunity changes again today, the time has come, and all the great powers will return one after another. My corpse is in the same vein, ranking among the hundred schools, but now I have to be covered in dust, and I have to stoop to the Xiahou Mansion, and it is a shame to drive it for the sake of the agreement back then. Cai Wenzhao, Cai Wenzhao, it is cheaper for you to be able to die in the hands of my corpse. ā€

The old man's eyes flashed with reminiscence, his right hand swiped the air, and a human-tall Nanmu coffin appeared from the space, the coffin was simple and vicissitudes, half suspended in the air, the lid seemed to be able to fall at any time, and a dead gray breath continued to leak out from the crack.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the coffin vibrated and something inside was about to crawl out.

"Wicked man, it's not time yet, be patient. The old man pressed his withered hand on the coffin, then put half of his face on it, and said softly.

"Bang!"

The sound of the head banging on the door panel gradually calmed down.

The gray-haired old man's mouth was gloomy: "Truly." ā€