At the same time, thousands of miles away in the capital.

The imperial city, the city of the royal family, has 80 large and small palaces, more than 9,000 houses, and the selection of bricks and tiles is all built for the emperor's eternal foundation. The golden-red land of thousands of miles is the most luxurious place in the world, and the wealth and power contained in it are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Among them, the palace of the East Palace is one of the most awe-inspiring places. Everyone knows that the man who lives in it will take over the world of the current emperor a hundred years later.

Today is also a day of idleness, and the crown prince Li Yi of the current dynasty is wearing a robe before and after bedtime, teasing the birds in the cage in a long corridor of exotic grass in the back garden. Beside him stood respectfully several handmaidens with beautiful faces and good figures, holding a fan in their hands, gently shaking the breeze at him.

At this time, at the other end of the corridor, a person hung his head and trotted over quickly: "Report to His Royal Highness the Prince, Master Yan is here." ”

Li Yi stopped what he was doing, and a trace of impatience flashed on his face, but he quickly calmed down: "Okay, please ask the master to use tea first, and then the king will change his clothes and go to see him......"

"Your Highness, the Grand Master said that the matter is very important, please be sure to ...... Your Highness"

"Alright, the king knows. Li Yi waved his hand and interrupted the visitor's words. He took a deep breath and walked forward with a gloomy face.

When he arrived outside the hall, Li Yi could already see the white-haired, non-angry old man pacing back and forth in the hall. He hurriedly smiled, stepped forward and arched his hand:

"Teacher, why are you here?"

The old man bowed and saluted back: "The heat is pressing, if it weren't for the urgency of the situation, the old man really didn't want to make this trip!"

The old man's surname is Yan Mingke, but when the court is still a servant of the province, the emperor added the title of Taishi, not only in charge of part of the government affairs, but also responsible for guiding the prince's studies, it can not be said that he is a person under ten thousand people, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition.

But this Yan Taishi has no interest in monopolizing the power of the court, and being able to become the "emperor's teacher" is his greatest pursuit in this life, so Yan Taishi has worked hard and has high hopes for the current crown prince Li Yi.

But rumor has it that the prince does not seem to appreciate the teacher's harsh discipline.

So although the latter's performance is a little unsatisfactory now, after all, there is such an experienced and big man who covers the sky with one hand to wipe his ass, and with such a character guidance, his performance in front of the emperor can be regarded as reluctant, at least he can not make mistakes and not fall into the hands of other princes.

"Isn't it those fights and killings on the rivers and lakes again?" Li Yi raised his eyebrows, and said with some contempt.

Taishi Yan didn't seem very happy: "Your Highness, the old man has said many times that the things on the rivers and lakes seem to be far away from us, but they are actually closely related. If you can control the power of the rivers and lakes, it will be of great help to Your Highness to keep the position of the prince!"

Li Yi smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the teacher taught yes, so what is it this time?"

Taishi Yan took a sip of tea, and said: "The old man heard that now there is a great secret weapon in the south of the Yangtze River, and all forces are vying to grab it, and the old man wants to ......."

"Teacher, it's just a secret weapon, at most, it's just to kill a few thieves while people are unprepared, what's the use?"

"Your Highness's words are wrong, if the secret weapon is replaced by someone else, you may not think so. But many years ago, when the old man was still an unknown junior, he had seen it once, and the power of that thing was ...... It's really terrifying!" Master Yan shook his head and sighed: "The old man still thought that since that time, the 'Dragon Scale Duel' would no longer appear, but I thought that the old man of Nanhua actually had drawings left...... At the moment, most of the other people still don't know the true power of the 'Dragon Scale Duel', but the flies have smelled the smell and are curious to see which family's toilet this is! The old man wants to discuss with His Highness how to snatch this secret weapon from the hands of many people in the rivers and lakes!"

"The teacher is angry, but the students still don't understand, we want this, what is the use of 'dragon scale duel'?" Li Yi said, "Could it be that it can be used to click my royal brothers?"

"Your Highness, don't be funny!" Master Yan said coldly, "If we can get this thing, it will be of great help to our 'that plan' in the future." ”

"'That plan' ......" Li Yi's expression was a little subtle, "This king is really incomprehensible, why does the teacher insist on getting involved with those Jianghu people?"

"Your Highness is still too careless, how many times do you have to say it to the old man?" Master Yan was a little angry, "Your Highness should take a long-term view, don't just think about keeping the position of the prince, but also think about how to sit firmly and upright in the highest position after ascending to the throne!"

"Not only to plant forces internally, sweep away dissidents, but also to eliminate external hidden dangers one by one, those people - the Northern Huns, the Western Regions Yiren, the East China Sea Wako, and those sects in the Central Plains, are all great hidden dangers for His Highness. If 'that plan' is not carried out, will Your Highness be able to govern with peace of mind in the future, and will you be able to sleep soundly?"

Looking at Taishi Yan's excited demeanor with red ears and dancing hands, Li Yi was silent. In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about it so much, but he really doesn't want to think about it. When everything can be taken care of, people naturally become lazy.

Master Yan seemed to see a clue, he paused, and said slowly:

"The old man is old, His Highness must understand that it is impossible for the old man to assist His Highness forever!"

This remark made Li Yiwan wake up, and he finally let out a long sigh and said, "Then, it's all according to what the teacher said......

"Very good, then Your Highness, the old man thinks so, first of all, we ......"

......

Qi Zehui walked in this ethereal illusion, and I don't know how long it has been. It was dark all around, and the space around it was so vast that there was no end in sight.

He was conscious, but his body was chaotic, numb and aimless.

Damn, am I evil? Qi Zehui scolded in his heart, where is this place?

He speculated wildly, and at this moment, a soft halo suddenly appeared in the distance, as if calling to him.

Qi Zehui reacted, instinctively, and began to speed up his pace towards the halo.

Hiss—he gasped, and a flash of pain flashed through his body.

Is it a hallucination?

Obviously not. Every time Qi Zehui took a step closer to that halo, the pain in his body increased. But he didn't stop, there was always a voice in his heart, urging him to move forward.

The halo grew bigger and bigger in his line of sight, until it enveloped him.

Suddenly, the halo shrank unexpectedly and turned into a yellow spot the size of a soybean. Qi Zehui also struggled to sit up from the bed at this time, subconsciously touching his body, but touching the bandages and ointment all over his body.

The fighting and roaring in his ears had not yet dissipated, and at this moment all this turned into a strong tinnitus, which forced him to cover his head and try to pull his consciousness out of the chaos.

His blurred vision slowly focused, and he could see clearly that the soybean-sized point of light turned out to be the faint light of a small lamp.

Himself, on the other hand, was in a strange room on a strange bed, covered with a tattered and dirty quilt.

The surrounding environment is also extremely simple, and the air is full of floating dust, like a thousand-year-old tomb that has just been opened.

Qi Zehui only felt that his mouth was so dry, he looked around, and saw a full bowl on the table at the head of the bed, so he took it up and drank it dry without thinking about it.

Poof! The greasy taste almost didn't make him take his stomach out, it turned out to be a bowl of lamp oil!

He couldn't care so much anymore, so he rolled over and got out of bed, pushed open the door, and tried to find a well to rinse his mouth—

Boom!

The moon is sparse, and in the courtyard outside the house, there is a man standing impressively.

The man held a long sword in his left hand, his right hand was tightly gripped, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be very attentive.

Boom!

There was another sound of breaking wind, and I saw that in just the moment of lightning, the man had already completed the three actions of pulling the sword up, stabbing out, and inserting it back. If it weren't for Qi Zehui seeing it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who could have such a fast sword speed.

But the man still closed his eyes tightly, repeating these three actions: draw the sword, draw the sword, retract the sword, draw the sword again, draw the sword, withdraw the sword, close the sword......

Again and again, as if never getting bored with such a trial.

But Qi Zehui was not so good-natured, he pretended to be brave and cleared his throat and coughed twice deliberately.

But the man ignored him and remained immersed in his own world.

So Qi Zehui took a deep breath and prepared to say hello loudly. As a result, as soon as the words came to his lips, he suddenly heard the man speak:

"Why, I saved you, but you want to disturb me to practice swords?"

Qi Zehui inhaled his stomach full of anger and suddenly half of it was released: "That, the little brother thanked the eldest brother here first, but please can the eldest brother tell me first, where is the water? The little brother is so thirsty now, he even drank the lamp oil by mistake......

"Shh," the man stopped with his sword, "at the back of the house." ”

"Thank you, big brother-" Qi Zehui hurriedly ran over, and sure enough, he saw a well, he hurriedly picked up the bucket on the side, and made a gesture to fetch water, but he wanted to involve the wound on his body, and the pain was so painful that he almost fell down the well.

After drinking enough water, Qi Zehui returned to the front yard satisfied, only to see that the previous man was no longer practicing, and he had jumped to the roof at some point, holding a sword in his arms and pouring himself a drink to the moon.

Qi Zehui was hungry when he saw the wine, but he was embarrassed to say it, so he made a gesture as usual:

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of the eldest brother, the eldest brother is the bodhisattva, the kindness of the younger brother is remembered, and the younger brother will be a cow and ......a horse in the next life."

"Uh-huh, got it, got it. The man still looked at the moon attentively, and did not take Qi Zehui's words to heart.

The two were silent for a while, but in the end, Qi Zehui couldn't hold his breath: "The little brother dares to ask the eldest brother a few questions, I don't know if the eldest brother has time to answer?"

The man snorted, not knowing whether to agree or agree.

"Did the girl who was with me before successfully escape?" Qi Zehui thought for a moment and hurriedly said.

"Hmm. The man didn't look at the former, just nodded.

"So, she's not hurt, is she?"

"Hmm. The man nodded again,

"That's good, that's good," Qi Zehui let out a long breath, "That, the little brother dares to ask the eldest brother for a name?"

"You've asked so many questions," the man finally looked down at him, "I'd like to ask you one too." ”

"Uh, please say, please say?" Qi Zehui was a little confused, and said in his heart, why doesn't this person play cards according to the routine, shouldn't he say hello and then go his own way?

"I saved your life, and naturally I can't save it in vain," the man said, "how are you going to repay me?"

"Repay?" Qi Zehui was stunned, he didn't expect this man with extraordinary skills to look unfathomable, but he turned out to be so cheesy, and he took the Jianghu cliché seriously?

"Yes, repay it, otherwise I will take care of so many bad things on the rivers and lakes every day, and I will take care of them one by one, but I won't get anything, wouldn't it be too sad?" the man smiled and said mischievously.

"Then, may I ask this big brother what do you want?" Qi Zehui scratched his head, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to follow the former's words.

"I won't lie to you either, okay," the man looked Qi Zehui up and down, "Such poor martial arts, and average appearance, I will accept you for a cheap life...... How about a hundred taels of silver?"

"What??100 taels?" Qi Zehui's eyes widened, "Big brother, let me tell you the truth, I'm just a beggar who asks for food, I didn't eat the last meal, and the highest income at the beginning was only eighteen copper plates, you just sold me the whole thing, and I didn't have a hundred taels?"

"Really?" the man frowned, "then it's troublesome." ”

"Big brother, it's better like this, even if I owe you a personal favor, the next time I see you, invite you to dinner......, okay?

As soon as Qi Zehui ran to the gate of the courtyard with his front foot, he felt a cold light flying, he quickly stopped, and just stabilized his body, there was an extra sword on the ground in front of his toes.

If he had walked an inch more, I am afraid that the instep of his left foot would have been pierced by this time.

"Damn, you ......" Qi Zehui broke out in a cold sweat.

"If you want to get out of this, you have to leave something behind, right?" the man burped and said lightly, "I said, you can't let me work for nothing...... Hiccup!"

Qi Zehui was furious: "What do you want?"

The man said indifferently: "Either take out a hundred taels of silver, or leave an arm!"

"Damn, the master gave you back your face!" Qi Zehui was furious, it was the first time he had met a strange person who made such a request: "Grandpa, I just won't give you both, how about it?"

"Can you try it?" the man's voice said with a playful smile.

"Damn!" Qi Zehui couldn't stand such anger? Immediately flew to the roof and punched the man in front of the door.

The man smiled slightly, and a backflip directly kicked Qi Zehui back from mid-air and fell to the original place. The man fell to the ground in a circle, and the wine bowl in his hand was not spilled at all.

Qi Zehui grinned in pain, struggled to get up from the ground, and looked left and right angrily, so he locked his eyes on the sword that the man had thrown down earlier.

Although he doesn't know how to use a sword, it's better than taking this scarred body to fight a man, right?

"You wait!" Qi Zehui immediately made a decision, reaching out to pull out the sword.

"I advise you not to touch it. ”

The man had ghostly appeared behind him at some point, and coldly spat out these words in his ear.

"Ahh

The man sneered, turned over over the top of Qi Zehui's head, and reached out to pull up the cyan sword.

Boom!

A blue light flashed in front of Qi Zehui's eyes, and the compelling sword aura made him unable to open his eyes.

But on the sword, two words flashed in a flash, and they still caught his eye.

Nian Jun...... Nian Jun......

The two words that are so familiar, Qi Zehui repeated them silently in his heart.

The man was as light as a god, and in the blink of an eye, he flew onto the roof again, still holding the sword like a treasure in his arms, and looked at Qi Zehui with a smile at the moonlight.

He seemed to like the latter's look of surprise and confusion.

"Are you ......" Qi Zehui suddenly reflected, and then froze in place.

"Am I?" the man laughed.

"Nian Jun...... You, you won't be ...... It's ......" Qi Zehui swallowed his saliva, "Second only to the world's number one 'ghost sword' Ah San, 'Yama Sword' Ke Yan!"