"Do you know the sword in my hand?" Meng Juntong looked down, the Qingfeng Sword was lying quietly on her lap, even now that her mana could use the Eight Treasures Qiankun Bag, she didn't put it in the bag, during this time she was used to holding it all the time.

Meng Juntong suddenly reacted, knowing the sword in his hand, isn't that knowing his mother.

When my mother entered the world and traveled in the world, she used this Qingfeng sword.

When she was a child, her father once mentioned that her mother measured almost the entire six kingdoms of Shenzhou with her feet in order to accumulate merit in the ten directions.

From the coast of the East China Sea to the south of the South Mountains, from the Xishu Forest River to the Beidi Ice Field, there are hundreds of large and small countries in the process.

Xiang Ming looked at the sword on Meng Juntong's knee, exhaled deeply, and said with emotion: "I won't tell you, after the incident in Yangguan City, the reason why I was able to survive the family struggle between open and secret is to thank you." ”

Meng Juntong looked puzzled: "Because of me?"

Xiang Ming shook his head: "You still don't understand it now, but you will slowly know in the future that as long as you walk in this world, even if you don't do anything, someone will jump out and try their best to protect you." Just for the Qingfeng sword you are holding in your hand. ”

Xiang Ming obviously didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, because of his identity, he couldn't casually reveal too much information to Meng Juntong at the moment, especially the part related to her, otherwise if he returned to Chudu, he would probably face someone's wrath.

"If you can go with me to Chudu, I can tell you something about Zhao Tianxing, of course, it is definitely not all, it will only be the part I know. ”

"And the part you can tell me, huh. Meng Juntong helped Xiang Ming add.

Although I don't know what kind of existence the spy organization is, Meng Juntong can feel some of the rules in it, and the core of this rule is what can be said and what cannot be said.

Xiang Ming smiled bitterly and nodded, he couldn't hide it, just the facts.

Meng Juntong hesitated slightly, but nodded after a moment.

Originally, she chose to go to the Beishan Mine to see if she could find any more clues about her mother from Yang Xuewu and Furong.

Of course, it is also necessary to pay tribute, after all, after Furong transferred the power of merit on Yang Xuewu's body to herself, Yang Xuewu died.

Now that there is a clear clue about his mother, Meng Juntong naturally hopes to start from here.

According to Xiang Ming, that is a big man, and even a player behind the overall situation in the world, and the possibility of getting news from his mother from him is obviously much greater than that of crawling around and bumping around.

Of course, at worst, this could be another game.

Whether her mother had a good fate or a bad fate in the world back then, Meng Juntong didn't know that no one had ever explained those background and past events to her.

But even if it's a game, even if it's a person who has a grudge against his mother, it's also extremely closely related, and when the time comes, he may be able to make some gains if he deals with it randomly.

"I promise you, after this matter, I will go to Chudu with you. Meng Juntong officially agreed.

Xiang Ming showed his face, originally thought that there would be more twists and turns in this matter, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth.

"Now you can tell me about that country surnamed Zhao Tianxing. ”

Xiang Ming nodded: "I promised you, naturally I won't regret it." ”

Next, Xiang Ming began to slowly tell Meng Juntong about the big man who was closely related to Zhao Guo's fortunes.

Zhao Tianxing's real name is not Zhao, but Yang.

He was originally a descendant of a declining family in the north of Zhao State, and his ancestors also established meritorious services for Zhao State, and after the title was passed down for three generations, he was taken back for some reason, and then the Yang family declined from generation to generation.

In Yang Tianxing's generation, the family was left with only one seedling of his lineage.

Yang Tianxing has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and he has studied the books of sages and sages, thinking that he can one day return to the temple and restore the glory of his ancestors.

But the reality was extremely cruel, and the Zhao State was in turmoil at that time.

Powerful ministers controlled the government, and almost everyone was immersed in the frenzy of fighting for power and profit. Even if the neighboring countries are strengthening their armies and changing the law, and there are still Hu Nu disturbing the border in the north, there is no flaw.

Everyone felt that the Zhao Kingdom at that time was about to fall.

In such an environment, even if Yang Tianxing is a scholar of heaven and man, no matter how he learns to be rich and rich, how can he have the opportunity to squeeze into the temple again and help the country through the world.

Even if he has an ambition, there must be a place for him to show it.

In Handan City, the capital of Zhao, Yang Tianxing hit a wall again and again, and finally became disheartened and returned to his hometown in the north.

I don't know if Providence deliberately played tricks on him, Yang Tianxing just returned to his hometown and learned a cruel news.

Not long ago, more than 100 Hu slaves came to the border and slaughtered all the people in the town where he lived, including his parents and relatives.

Yang Tianxing was angry, broke his pen, sold all the saint books in his family, went to a neighboring town to find a good blacksmith, and used everything he could to build a sword.

Since learning can't help the world, and pen and ink can't shade the family, then take a different path.

If reading and writing doesn't work, then use the sword to reason with this world.

This young man who abandoned literature and practiced martial arts did not go to the deep mountains and old forests to find those hidden masters to practice what peerless martial arts, just with a heart, Yang Tianxing joined the Northland Frontier Army.

He knew very well what kind of road he was going to take next, expedition to kill, slaughter the common people, kill with killing, and counter violence with violence.

Since then, there has been one less literati in the world who is full of poetry and books, but there is one more iron-blooded swordsman in the north.

When Xiang Ming said this, he couldn't help but sigh for figures like Yang Tianxing.

"To be honest, for this history of Yang Tianxing, almost many countries have used it to encourage future generations to learn from it. ”

Meng Juntong nodded slightly, if it was really such a character, it would be worthy of admiration, but how could a person like him have something to do with a demon like Lan Ning.

"Yang Tianxing fought against the most brutal and martial Hu Nu in the border army, and for ten years, he grew from a teenager to a young man.

The world only knows that this is a brilliant reading seed, but who would have thought that his martial arts talent is also so amazing.

In ten years, he actually relied on endless battles, cultivated martial arts with war, step by step from a martial arts layman, to the point of a little martial arts master, and relied on a war sword, he became the commander of the 80,000 elite iron cavalry in the north of Zhao State. ”