"Master Hou, someone outside sent a golden post. ”

The housekeeper of the True Sword Mansion took a stack of posts and handed it to Chu Duan.

"Hold. Chu Duan said casually, concentrating on wiping the sword in his hand.

The Liehuang Spirit Sword has been successfully refined, and the spirituality of the Liehuang Spirit Sword after refining seems to be a little stronger, and the red on the sword body is even more pure, like a ruby cast.

Rubbing the sword is also a way to familiarize yourself with the sword in your hand, and it is even more of a pleasure for sword cultivation.

The butler put down the post in his hand, bowed and stepped back.

After wiping it for a while, Chu Duan carefully looked at every part of the Liehuang Spirit Sword, revealing a satisfied expression.

Although it is said that the spirit sword that he conceived is the most suitable and convenient spirit sword, the birth of the spirit sword is not easy, on the contrary, it is very difficult.

Therefore, before giving birth to the second spirit sword, it is necessary to find another one to use first, the Liehuang spirit sword is a medium-grade spirit sword, which is enough for Chu Duan to use.

With a flick, the red sword light tore through the void, and bursts of scorching heat diffused throughout.

Immediately, the Liehuang Spirit Sword disappeared, and Chu Duan picked up the posts on the side and opened them one by one.

There are fifteen posts in total, the content is either direct or euphemistic, but the meaning is almost the same, that is, I have taken a fancy to the quota of Chu Dui's Centennial Secret Realm, and I hope that Chu Duan can take the initiative to give up this quota, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, and the payment is all names that Chu Duan does not know.

After reading it, Chu Duan smiled, threw all these posts aside, and ignored them.

King Qingyin had already told himself before that there would be many people who would not accept the quota he had gotten, and he would definitely find trouble for himself, and Emperor Canglan would not care about this, and even had the intention of advocating, and there were restrictions. If you want to get a place, you must compete with the same generation, and the older generation is not allowed to meddle, nor is it allowed to use any conspiracy, otherwise, it is a bad rule, and if you break the rules, you will have to pay a heavy price.

Peer competition?

Chu Duan didn't care at all.

In his lifetime, most of his cultivation was still only in the Nirvana realm. Only those geniuses can reach the Ten Thousand Eternal Realm, and even if so, it is only a low-level Ten Thousand Ancient Realm.

Moreover, the upper limit of entering the Hundred Years Secret Realm is the peak of the Eternal Triple Heaven, and beyond this, you cannot enter.

Therefore, those who want to compete for the quota in Chu Duan's hands will cultivate to the highest level, which is the peak of the Triple Heaven of the Ten Thousand Ancient Realm. No matter how powerful it is, it is only a level comparable to an ordinary five-star saint level, so why be afraid.

......

"The post was sent?" in the luxurious restaurant, in a room. More than a dozen people gathered, both men and women.

There was a knock on the door of the wing.

"Come in. A young man said.

When the door opened, a man with a sword on his back entered.

"Young Master, young masters. He bowed to the dozen or so people in the room.

"Has the post been delivered?" said a dissolute young man in a wide robe, half-lying on a fur soft chair. Half-opened, he asked casually.

"All fifteen posts were delivered. The sword-carrying guard replied respectfully: "The little one also waited there for half an hour, but there was no reply." ”

"Oh. There was no reply. Someone put on a playful laugh.

"It seems that we, the newly sealed true sword candidate, have adapted to the role of Hou Ye. Strange words, full of sarcasm.

"The sect master of a quasi-second-rate force, the first-level of the one-star saint-level, I don't know where to get the secret treasure, I can kill the four-star saint-level and think that I am an eternal demon, and I think of myself too much. ”

"What are you going to do? Just go to the door and find him out, so that he can recognize the facts?"

"That kind of practice is too barbaric, it is only a barbarian reckless man to do it, let him be in the imperial capital, it is difficult to move an inch, he will naturally obediently give up the quota. ”

"If he stays in the mansion and doesn't come out, how can he make it difficult for him to move an inch, just wait until the Hundred Years Secret Realm opens and go directly. ”

For a while, everyone had no better way, this newcomer was too ignorant of the rules to ignore them so much.

"If you go again, you must meet him face to face and tell him who we are. The half-lying young man's eyes opened, and his essence flashed.

"Yes. The guard with the sword on his back bowed and left, heading to the True Sword Mansion again.

Just then, Chu Duan walked into the back garden.

"Master Hou, Huyan Zhengjie's little Hou Ye's personal guards ask to see him. The butler came again, and behind the butler was a man who looked to be in his thirties with a sword on his back, of course, the aura fluctuations on the other party's body let Chu Duan know that this was a mid-level saint-level powerhouse, and his age was not as low as it seemed on the outside, it was hundreds or even thousands of years.

Chu Duan's brows suddenly furrowed.

This housekeeper seems to be too uninteresting, no matter what, he is the housekeeper of the True Sword Mansion, and he actually brought people in without his consent, since they were all brought in, do you still need to report it?

Bring sand to the beach.

What Chu Duan didn't know was that he, the newly crowned prince, actually didn't have any power, and the three words of true sword waiting were a kind of status, but rather a title, at least in the eyes of many people.

In the imperial dynasty, status is closely related to power, of course, it is also closely related to strength, if Chu Duan is a high-level saint-level powerhouse, then the meaning is different, but unfortunately, he is only a one-star saint-level, or the first rank of a one-star saint-level.

Because of this, Chu Duan, the true sword candidate, is not so valued, and the housekeeper, who has been in the dynasty since he was a child, has been exposed to it, and the Tao is very clear, and subconsciously, he does not pay too much attention to Chu Dui, the lord of the mansion.

To put it nicely, it is that he has not realized it yet, and if it is ugly, it is that the servant wants to bully the master, Chu Duan does not know the twists and turns, but he also knows that it is very inappropriate to do this like a housekeeper.

"There was no second time. Chu Duan said lightly, the housekeeper looked stunned, and he didn't react for a while, but Chu Duan wouldn't explain to him.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?" Chu Duan looked at the guard.

"True Sword Hou, those posts of my little marquis, you must have read them too. The middle-aged sword-backed guard took two steps forward, first glanced Chu Duan up and down, and then spoke, his tone not half respectful.

"Are you the prince?" Chu Duan asked rhetorically.

"It's not. The sword-carrying guard was puzzled, but replied anyway.

"Are you a prince?" Chu Duan asked again.

"It's not. The sword-carrying guard's tone was a little impatient.

"Not a prince, not a prince, and you are obviously not the Emperor of Canglan. Chu Duan said, the other party's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, Emperor Canglan, the one who was on top: "And you, you don't have a status comparable to that of a prince, you are just a guard of a little marquis who has not been titled, but you don't take it seriously, that is to say, you are despising Emperor Canglan?"

In the last sentence, the middle-aged guard's face brushed, lost all his blood, became pale, trembled all over, cold sweat flowed down, and the butler on the side was also trembling, feeling scared for no reason.

It sounded like a bland word, but it gave them a feeling as sharp as a sword, and the words were like a sword, undodgable, piercing their hearts and making them unbearable.

Defy the Emperor!

What a heavy sentence this is, once it spreads outside, whether it is true or false, he will definitely die, not only will he die, but even the people related to him will not end well.

It is true to be broad-minded, but in the same way, the majesty of the emperor does not allow offense.

Unconsciously, Chu Duan brought him in with just two sentences, unable to refute it, and unable to refute it.

Indeed, no matter how young and powerful the true sword hou is, he is always a prince personally appointed by Emperor Canglan, and other princes can despise him, because their status is not lower than him, and even their qualifications are better than him, but he, the guard of the little marquis, does not have this qualification.

Little Marquis, just a better title, because he is the son of a prince, a son who is highly valued, he is called the little marquis, in fact, he has not received any reward, and his true status is far inferior to that of the prince.

"Don't kneel yet. Chu Duan snorted.

In an instant, it was like thunder exploding in his ears, and in the roar, the middle-aged guard's whole body trembled involuntarily, his eyes were confused, and he knelt down directly, as did the housekeeper on the side.

The two of them knelt in front of Chu Duan, and when they knelt down, they reacted.

"Bring this post to Huyan Zhengjie and tell him, it's best not to open it, otherwise you will get hurt. Chu Duan shook his hand, and a post flew out and fell into the hands of the middle-aged guard.

"You can go. Chu Duan said again.

After speaking, Chu Duan turned around and left, indeed, the other party was a six-star saint-level powerhouse, but, wandering in the powerful class all the year round, he had already exhausted his indomitable spirit, even if he was talented, his life's achievements were nothing more than that.

Such a person doesn't need to be taken seriously at all, and as for the so-called little marquis, it's a joke.

Looking at the back of Chu Duan's departure, the middle-aged guard wanted to stop drinking, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and he suddenly had a feeling that this time the little marquis had done something not quite right.

......

"Is this the post he asked you to send back?" Huyan Zhengjie's little marquis, who was also the half-lying young man, said casually after taking the post.

"Yes. The middle-aged guard hurriedly bowed down and said, but he didn't dare to say what happened before: "He also said that it will be dangerous to open it, so it's better not to open it." ”

"Little Hou Ye, open it up and take a look. Someone next to him laughed.

Huyan Zhengjie smiled and opened the post, the moment the post was opened, Huyan Zhengjie's eyes suddenly widened, stunned, trembling all over, his face became more and more ugly, and immediately, he let out a miserable scream, his body trembled like chaff, his eyes bulged, his head tilted back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and he fell back slowly.

"Little Hou Ye. When everyone next to them saw it, their faces changed drastically and they were shocked. (To be continued......)