In the night, a carriage stepped on the stars and headed northwest.

Driving a carriage at night is a technical task, especially in unfamiliar places, where the coachman often gets out of the carriage and leads the horse in front to avoid any accidents.

Xu Shan is twenty-five this year, not very old, but with his father as a groom in the Wuwang Mansion, it has been more than ten years, these years almost all over the Wu country, the northwest rain country, a little farther Shu country, he has also been to several times, the Wu country can be said to be very familiar with the avenues, where it is difficult to walk, where there are mountain bandits need to detour, clearly.

This is also the reason why he dares to catch the car at night, and the speed is not slow.

Inside the carriage, a lantern hangs in the middle of the dome. The light of the lantern swept away the darkness, and at the same time shone on the masks of the two inside, adding a mystery to each other.

Chen Dou sat at the back of the carriage, leaning against the carriage with his arms in his arms, his eyes closed and motionless.

Knowing that Chen Dou didn't like to talk, Wu Ling didn't bother.

Because of this, the carriage was eerily quiet, and the sound of the wheels turning could be heard everywhere.

The first time he left a foreign country, Wu Ling was a little reluctant in his heart.

It is said that teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad.

Wu Ling felt that when the people who said this were young, most of them liked to climb high and look far, and they also liked to write poems.

After all, no matter how great the sorrow of a young man is, it is not as big as a mountain.

Like him, the highest mountain he has climbed, which is the back mountain of the Martial Prince's Mansion, and the hill where he can't even see the martial city at a glance, he doesn't have the heart to take his worries seriously!

In order to dispel this melancholy, Wu Ling took out a dagger from his waist and began to clean the moldy hilt and scabbard of the princely sword by the dim candlelight.

The sword, as the most popular weapon in the thirteen countries of Kyushu, is also the weapon used by the most people, almost every person in the thirteen countries of Kyushu has a dream of becoming the strongest swordsman since he was a child, hoping to become a person on the sword list and the sword master list.

Wuling is no exception.

It's just that Wuling's swordsman road is much more rugged than others.

He only started this path two years ago.

Practicing swords so late is destined to lag behind a lot of his peers, not to mention the gap between him and the real masters.

It's impossible to say that you don't regret practicing your sword so late. If he started practicing swords when he could hold a sword, maybe he would already be a master at this moment and be among the sword lists.

It's a pity, but Wuling doesn't blame his parents.

Evening sword practice also has the benefit of evening sword practice.

At least it makes Wu Ling's love for swords even stronger.

Wu Ling used a dagger to cut off the moldy and rotten rope on the hilt of the princely sword, and then opened the burden containing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and cut a piece of cloth.

After rewrapping the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Wu Ling tore the cut cloth into strips.

To do all this, Wu Ling wrapped the strip of cloth around the hilt of the sword.

The hilt of the princely sword is of the same material as the sword body, and although it is engraved with patterns, it is not slippery enough, especially when the palms of the hands are sweaty.

Tying it with rope and cloth can solve this problem, and at the same time reduce the vibration of the hilt of the sword on the human hand when the weapon is handed over.

Wrapping it around a few times with a strip of cloth, Wu Ling tried to shake it.

Seeing that it felt just right, he began to tie the knot.

It's a bit of a pity that the strips of cloth are white, which is easily stained by sweat and blood, and needs to be handled frequently.

But this is also a helpless thing, the conditions do not allow it, and he can tear such an extra cloth now.

After getting the hilt of his sword, Wu Ling began to clean the scabbard.

Judging by the color of the scabbard, it should have been made of sandalwood. Around the scabbard, a row of moire is inlaid with gold wire. Wu Ling rubbed the cloth back and forth on the scabbard for a while, and the mildew stains on it were removed. In the center of the scabbard, there are also several shallow carvings.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Wu Ling realized that one of them was Roselle.

The carved pattern is so shallow, and it can still be preserved to this day, from this point of view, the princely sword should not have been used several times since it was cast. Or when you use it, wrap the scabbard with cloth all the time.

After arranging the princely sword, Wu Ling pulled out the sword and glanced at it.

Then, with a satisfied smile, he pushed the sword back into its scabbard.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still on the outskirts of Wucheng now, Wuling really wanted to get out of the car and play a good sword.

At the moment when Wu Ling put away the sword, Chen Dou's voice suddenly sounded in the originally speechless carriage, "The sword is used to kill, and whether it is sharp or not has little to do with whether it looks clean or not." ”

Everything Wu Ling did just now, Chen Dou saw it in his eyes.

Wu Ling's talent for sword training did not fall into Chen Dou's eyes, but Wu Ling could see from carefully rubbing his sword that he had a fierce love for swords, which he admired very much.

In terms of love for swords, Wu Ling is much better than the extremely talented Wu Sha husband and wife.

It was precisely because of this that Chen Dou suddenly became interested in speaking.

Wu Ling subconsciously raised his head to look at Chen Dou, he didn't expect Chen Dou to speak at this time.

Although Chen Dou's words were reasonable, Wu Ling had his own ideas.

Wu Ling opened his mouth and replied: "Old man, although your words are reasonable, you ignore the human being. The sword is made of iron, and it is the person who gives life to the sword. In other words, the sharpness of the sword ultimately lies in the person. And the sword is in line with the heart, when a swordsman, the heart is not smooth, and he feels that there is something on the sword that is in the way of the eyes, how can he exert his strength to make the sword?"

This answer surprised Chen Dou very much.

Unexpected Wu Ling's words, and also surprised Wu Ling did not remain silent like Wu Xuan, good or bad, and did not have Jiang Minyue's perfunctory "Yes, yes, you are right!", but seriously said his thoughts.

"Sword Shun Heart?"

Chen Dou laughed at this word and asked, "Then what do you think is the relationship between the sword and the human?" ”

Wu Ling replied: "It depends on what kind of person the person is. If a person is an ordinary person who does not have access to the sword, then the sword has little to do with him, and even if it does, the sword is just a tool. If the identity of a person is a swordsman, then the sword is the same as a sibling. As for me......"

Speaking of this, Wu Ling stopped.

Regarding the relationship between people and swords, in his spare time, Wu Ling thought a lot, but they were all between the identity of "others", as for what the sword was to himself, Wu Ling really didn't think about it.

After a while, Wu Ling's eyes brightened, and he said, "To me, the sword is the sword, and I am me." I have a clear heart to the sword, and the sword follows my heart, and that's it. ”

Chen Dou smiled: "Then what if what you did was wrong?"

Wu Ling replied: "It's just me who is wrong!"

Chen Dou said, "Do you know that your thoughts are dangerous?"

Those who take the path of the heart, one thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, and one step is a catastrophe.

Many extremely talented sword cultivators don't dare to try, and only when they are old, see through their minds, and have a stable state of mind, do they go down this path.

Wu Ling stretched out his hand and pushed the purple gold mask on his face, staring at the lantern hanging in the center of the carriage, slightly distracted, "Maybe because of this, someone told me to read more." ”

Wu Ling's words made Chen Dou's eyebrows under the bronze mask slightly raised, "Did your parents let you go the path of the Heart Sword?"

The sword carries the way in the heart.

The Heart Sword is the most special sword in the way of thousands of swordsmanship, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest sword move.

But even so, it can't break the ban on the spirit sealing forbidden body.

Wu Ling was puzzled and asked, "Old man, what is the Heart Sword?"

From childhood to adulthood, Wu Sha and Jiang Minyue have never told Wu Ling anything about swords, how do he know what a heart sword is. In Wu Ling's view, practicing swords is a practice of millions of times with one move and one style, how can there be any sword, the heart sword.

In fact, not only Wuling, but also the entire people of the Inverted Hanging Mountain, almost like this.

Chen Dou asked, "Do you know about the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Body?"

Wu Ling shook his head and said, "The juniors don't know yet!"

Chen Dou's brows furrowed even tighter, according to Wu Sha's sword realm, it was impossible not to know the Heart Sword, and Wu Sha had also gone out, so he should have known about the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Body.

But now Wuling doesn't know anything!

Is this still the son of Wu Sha and Jiang Minyue? Or is the couple only responsible for giving birth and raising, not for teaching?

Chen Dou continued to ask, "Then why are you wearing red?"

Wu Ling said directly: "Because I was born in the cemetery on the day of ancestor worship, I was named Wuling by my grandfather, but my mother felt unlucky, so she added a word to me early, called Hongyi, to be happy." ”

"In addition to wearing red clothes, which has the same meaning as the word, there is also a point that my father and mother met a fortune teller in Zhao Guo before, saying that I will not live to be twenty-one, unless I am wearing red. My mother believed it, so she made me wear red clothes from an early age, and warned me not to wear clothes of other colors until I was twenty-two. ”

Wu Ling didn't know why Chen Dou asked this, but thinking that Chen Dou was a weirdo, he didn't bother to ask more. And the reason why he wears red clothes is known to many people in the Wuwang Mansion, and it is not a secret that cannot be said.

"Red clothes, marriage contract, sealed spirit forbidden body,......"

Chen Dou frowned, holding the index finger of his right hand on his shoulder, and kept knocking on the arm of his left hand. He didn't expect that someone was laying out the upside-down hanging mountain, and it was also arranged under his nose.

The main thing is that he is only now discovering it.

Thinking of the flower on Wu Ling's face, a long-ago legend suddenly appeared in Chen Dou's mind, "Could it be that the legend is true?"

It is rumored that the key on the other side is the flower that blooms from the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Body.

As long as the flowering Soul Sealing Forbidden Body is thrown into that sea, the black fog that covers the sea will disperse, and the bridge to the other shore will appear.

Sealing the spirit forbidden body, that is, the spirit veins in the body are born into their own formations, and the physique of their own spirit sea is sealed. A person with this kind of physique will die if he does not untie the formation in his body before the age of twenty-one.

There are also ways to crack it.

It is to merge with the spirit body with a better talent than the spirit forbidden body at the moment of stepping into the yin and yang realm, and swallow half of the other party's spirit talent to help unlock the seal.

The difficulty of this method is that the Sealed Soul Forbidden Body itself is a top-grade spirit body, and there are very few spirit bodies that have a better cultivation talent than the Sealed Soul Forbidden Body.

After the sealed spirit forbidden body is unsealed, the spirit sea will grow corresponding flowers according to the structure of its own spiritual veins and obtain the corresponding forbidden power.

Let the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Body bloom, this is probably the reason why the person who set up the bureau set up a bridge and set a marriage contract for Wuling.

However, thinking of the way of bridging people in red clothes and marriage contracts, Chen Dou couldn't help but suspect that all this was not a bureau, but a coincidence, or that there was something wrong with the brains of the people who laid it out.

The gentleman is red, and there is already a promise.

This kind of nonsense also deceives the love Dou Chukai yearns for beautiful love and has never been out of the house, teenagers and girls, adults, who will use this as a constraint. directly forcing the two to be together, in a way that lasts for a long time, is much stronger than this.

In this way, the two of them are in love, in case one party can't hold back and steals the forbidden fruit, then the layout will be in vain.

Chen Dou took out the wine, took a sip, and was about to peel off the cocoon, and asked, "Boy, who is the object of your marriage contract?"

Seeing that Chen Dou suddenly had a wine jug in his hand, Wu Ling, who had a spirit ring, didn't care.

In Wu Ling's opinion, Wu Shatter can have a spirit ring, and with Chen Dou's seniority, it is normal to have a spirit ring.

Wu Ling said casually: "It's Zhao Fengya of the Zhao family of Zhao State!"

"What!Zhao Fengya?"

Even Chen Dou, who had seen countless big scenes and lived for a long time, was stunned, and the wine jug in his hand fell on the floor of the carriage with a bang, and the wine inside flowed out.

Wu Ling was puzzled, "Old man, do you have any questions?"

It took a while for Chen Dou to recover from his shock.

What's the problem?

That's a big problem.

Chen Dou only hoped that the Zhao Fengya in Wuling's mouth was not the Zhao Fengya he knew.

If yes.

The man who set up the game must be a madman.

Who is Zhao Fengya?

That is the empress who stands proudly at the pinnacle of the world, out of the fireworks of the world.

A woman whose talent can be compared to any hero and hero throughout the ages.

Chen Dou wanted to know who the layout was, whether it was the group of shrunken turtles, or the new descendants of the past hundred years, if it was the latter, then the world in the past hundred years was quite interesting, just daring to put Zhao Fengya as a chess piece in the chessboard was enough to make many old guys out of reach.

"Fortune teller?"

Female?

Chen Dou's mask was full of smiles.

Throughout the ages, Chen Dou had never heard of a female strategist who was talked about.

Chen Dou only hopes that the person who laid out the layout is really a woman.

That's how the world is interesting.

Before, Chen Dou had planned to tell Wu Ling about the matter of sealing the spirit and forbidden body for the sake of the relationship between Wu Broken and his wife, who was half of his apprentice, but now he suddenly didn't want to do it.

He wanted to see how the layout made an empress, who was high up and had been single for hundreds or thousands of years, become emotional to an ordinary teenager, and even destroyed half of his foundation and talent, and unbanned his body.

I also want to see if the person who laid out the layout is really a woman!

And can it be compared with those who lay out the world in the long river of history, in order to seek the world, or to seek longevity.

The most talented woman in the world of the two people made a big shot, and the picture is moving when you think about it.

What could be more interesting than that?

Wu Ling waited for a while, and when he saw that Chen Dou didn't answer, he closed his eyes and thought about what Wu Xiangyang said, "The sky is not the sky, we are all caged birds, and we are all other people's playthings." The meaning of this.

There was a lot of things going on today, and he didn't have time to think about it.