Text Chapter 11 The Emperor's Gavel

When they arrived at Liusu's bedtime, the three of them were there, Chu Rong'er was holding a kettle and watering a few bonsai, and the sulking was not finished yet, so she didn't care much about the three of them.

At first sight, he followed a child, thirteen or fourteen years old, who looked like a white cotton ball, and was very popular.

Chu Rong'er leaned over and grabbed Jing Xian's little hand, and touched his round face with a smile. Jing Xian is no stranger to it, pouting and smiling, the two dimples are so charming.

"Sister"

Chu Rong'er pinched her little face and said, "Really good, Brother Xun, which little baby is this, born so good-looking, and so well-behaved." ”

"It was my uncle's widowed son, my uncle was ill and died after a long cure, and my aunt raised him all these years, and my father also took care of my mother. Jing Xian, this child is clear-minded, smart and clever, and I am the closest, a few days ago he promised him to see Dongwei, today is the time, and he came to me early. ”

Ye Luo was a little puzzled on the side and asked, "What is Dongwei?"

Wei Xun explained: "It is an annual winter hunt in Youzhou, and the cold season is close to the end of the year. The scale is average, but this time it is extraordinary, I heard that Emperor Tang Xuanling came to hunt in person, and the entire Kongcang Mountain was surrounded in the morning. ”

Chu Rong'er didn't seem to have any fun, and interjected: "What does the emperor like to do, what do you have to do with us?"

Ye Luo still lowered his eyes, his mind was still on the ransom of a thousand taels, and he was not interested in watching. Sending people under the fence, how can there be money to redeem my sister is the top priority, a large amount, I can only hope that the blue and white ancient sword, I have to find a famous sword expert, as a good price.

Jing Xian pouted on the side, holding Chu Rong'er's hand and not leaving, the two clear water eyes looked at her longingly: "Sister, let's go see it together, it's beautiful!"

Chu Rong'er was fascinated by his cute appearance like a stunned bee butterfly, and teased Xiao Jingxian around.

Wei Xun's expression suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he patted Ye Luo's shoulder in surprise, which made Ye Luo stunned for a while.

"Ye Luo, seeing that you are excellent in martial arts, I think there is a play. ”

Ye Luo was stunned for a while, and didn't answer, just glanced at his surprised pupils.

"Legend has it that Emperor Wei hunted a spirit fox in Kongcang Mountain when he was young, and saved his life during the battle, and now the snow covers the mountain, the spirit fox is the easiest to find, and it is most likely to catch a thousand miles of spirit fox, Lin Hai Snow Plain, Jinluan Treasure Frame, the scene must be spectacular. If you can catch the spirit fox for the emperor's old son, you will be happy, and you may not be able to refer to the gold and silver official households, and the pink and tender beauties will give them away. ”

Ye Luo thought about it, there was really such a ridiculous truth, and the anxiety in his heart gradually faded. After all, a sword cultivator, becoming a personal sword, is like a knight killing a horse and a dog losing its owner, which is a matter of deprivation of dignity.

There is a slight opportunity, Ye Luo doesn't want to give up, you might as well go to Kongcang Mountain to try, the martial arts that gallop thousands of miles, will you lose to a spirit fox? But if you think about it, this matter is not so simple, you have speculated a thousand times in the house, it is better to set off immediately and find out.

Chu Rong'er was riding a jujube red horse, holding Xiao Jingxian in her arms, very comfortable, girls are naturally not resistant to these little dolls, plus Wei Jingxian is so cute, soft and cute.

Wei Xun was more talkative, squinted one eye, grinned and chuckled: "Sister Rong'er likes the little baby, hurry up and get married, the couch is more intense, within a year of age, the little baby will climb, the waist is better, it doesn't take many years to give birth to a lot of little people, grow to the age of Jingxian, each of them is a jade tree in the wind, a beautiful woman." ”

Chu Rong'er glared at her and sneered: "Isn't it a sheep in the mouth of a little girl who is born beautiful, and her graceful posture may make you dizzy." Let you do a little bit of your duty, the little sister will marry late, and it's good to have fun with Jingxian. ”

Empty Cangshan, the east rises in the early sun, the cold air rises, and the dazzling snow white shoots the eyes a little confused.

The top of the mountain is the winter hunting platform, which is suspended on three sides, and only the west can climb the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain is a flat and open plateau, which has been expanded over the years, and the scale has reached the upper limit.

The most conspicuous is the "Guancang Tower", the wings are suspended in the air, and the nine floors are towering, as if the green clouds are stepping on the feet.

Dafan Mountain is high and the moon is small, the strange peaks and dangerous places are all sealed as the land of Xianze, "Guancang Building" was ushered in when the first construction was completed, "Sanqing Dao people", pray for blessings, all come to worship.

His Royal Highness the Prince is the prince and can climb to the top, and the four of them worshiped the incense and stood on the winter hunting platform.

The Admiralty is crisp and thick, and the horn roars deafeningly.

Emperor Wei Tang Xuanling was above the ninth layer and announced to his subjects.

"The Great Winter Hunt, begin. ”

Wei Xun raised his head and suddenly saw that his father was also upstairs, accompanying Emperor Wei, as the landlord should be, he must have come directly from the inn, and did not return home.

The swordsmen and swordsmen all rushed into the mountain, passing through the cliff like a gecko, and falling against the air.

Every beginner sword cultivator will learn martial arts and internal skills, the former is in line with physical talent, and the root bone is peculiarly mastered very quickly, while ordinary people need time to slow down in order to memorize. However, in order to truly become a strong person, the internal strength and mental method are the most important, and both internal and external cultivation can be achieved.

There is no definition of internal strength, it is all based on personal understanding, and all those who have ascended to the immortal have comprehended the great creation in a moment.

The meridians and qi turn all by epiphany.

The creatures in the mountains are scarce under the pine and snow foam, but there are a lot of slush claws, which are chaotic and disorderly, and it is difficult to distinguish.

At the beginning of the hunt, there was not even a single rabbit fur, and it was not interesting to watch.

The royal banquet was extravagant, the golden tent was warm, the concubines knelt under the royal robe to add wine and fun, and the ministers all made good words and sentences to win the monarch's favor in order to give the land a reward.

There were few swordsmen left on the winter hunting platform, about twenty or so, and there were three men in dark armor robes holding swords with their arms bent, watching all the movements under the stage, their whole eyes were cold and arrogant, as if carved out of a mold, and the murderous aura permeated every inch of the hand that could be touched.

Xiao Jingxian's eyes watched as the frightened eagle was shot down, like a big radish planted in the snow, chirping and screaming, Chu Rong'er accompanied him to laugh and clap his hands together.

Unexpectedly, she was stared at by the three of them, which made Chu Rong'er angry for a while, and was stopped by Ye Luo and persuaded her.

Jing Xian raised his finger and scolded: "Bad guy, big bad guy, sister help me clean them up." ”

The distance was a little far, and the three of them didn't hear it, Ye Luo covered Jing Xian's mouth, coaxed, and let Chu Rong'er continue to watch the flying jackal.

The children of the Northland, accustomed to this kind of bloody scene, have never been afraid, and screaming surprise is their instinctive reaction.

In the entire Kongcang Mountain, the soldiers of the surrounding realm have stuck the outer circle in the middle of the mountainside, and the wild objects on the open flat land have increased, and they are scurrying among the stone cracks and trees.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed on the mountain stream and waterfall.

Ye Luo had already discovered that when he turned his head to look at the dark three robes, he had already flown out a few feet in arrows, and the blue and white sword qi was like a rainbow, sweeping over the rocks, splashing a burst of water droplets.

The voices of the people were boiling, and they exploded like a loud pot in an instant, thundering and applause, and they couldn't even hear the words in their ears.

The horn sounded again, and the cowhide drum hammered out the sound of shaking the mountain and knocking stones.

Emperor Tang Xuanling got up and walked in front of the mallet drum rack to personally the big show.