There was still an hour before the advent of the Hundred Soldiers' Guide, and it was estimated that those who should arrive and those who should not have arrived had already been seated, and Bai Xiaosheng, who seemed to be riddled with illness, stood on the round platform downstairs and began to talk.

He described his original intention of writing the Hundred Soldiers and the years of preparation he had made for it, and then explained the rules and reference basis for the inclusion of the Hundred Soldiers.

Finally, let's start commenting.

Comment on some of the most prestigious weapons in the year of Jianghu Jiazi, and the reasons why they were not included in the Hundred Soldiers' Dictionary by him.

To put it succinctly, there are three unlisted in the Hundred Soldiers.

The weapons used by the masters of the sixfold and above of the Martial Realm, after all, the masters of the Sixfold Realm have a combination of martial arts and methods, and there are even twenty-four Lingyun Pavilion in the rivers and lakes, including the twenty-four top masters of the Mortal Immortals, like a pearl and jade in front, no matter how arrogant Bai Xiaosheng is, he does not dare to boast of fighting with Lingyun Pavilion.

It is not a weapon that has never appeared in the Spring and Autumn Jiazi period.

The Qin Dynasty lost its deer, and the 800 princes were in chaos for 300 years, during which countless divine weapons emerged. But with the five points of the world, many weapons that were famous in the Warring States period were destroyed or buried or their whereabouts are unknown, and the whole Jiazi year is not heard of in the world, even if Bai Xiaosheng has the intention to be listed, he can't be sure whether the listed weapons are still in the world, so he simply does not rank.

The third of the hundred soldiers is not listed, and it is not listed without master weapons. It doesn't make much sense to talk about weapons alone, leaving aside the owners of weapons.

On the basis of these three non-columns, Bai Xiaosheng took the thirty-three masters of the five-fold realm of martial arts who were quite famous in the year of Jiazi in the rivers and lakes, and took the sixty-six masters of the fourfold samadhi realm of martial arts, and a total of ninety-nine people were divided into two and two for the first weapon spectrum of the rivers and lakes. Therefore, in some respects, the Hundred Soldiers is also a reference ranking for the strength level of masters from all walks of life.

Time passed in Bai Xiaosheng's endless explanations and talks, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for the Hundred Soldiers to be revealed.

It became unusually quiet in the scattered flower building.

Countless eyes looked eagerly at the round platform, Bai Xiaosheng straightened, bowed to the visitors from all over the world and the private rooms upstairs, and then walked down.

I don't know who touched the mechanism, but I saw the round platform suddenly open from the center to the edge, like ripples caused by the sudden rise of a spring, and a flat stone platform floated up from the empty center.

The stone platform is erected with a cold and cold ice jian, and the ice jian is engraved with many words.

Su Hanshan couldn't help but look at the railing: "It's cold and foggy, and I can't see clearly." ”

As soon as the sound fell, the eight night pearls inlaid on the edge of the round platform shone out in unison. Eight pearl rays of light shone on Bingjian, dispelling the cold mist, and then the eight rays of light converged into a pillar of light and rushed straight to the top of the Scattered Flower Building along Bingjian.

A ten-zhang tall mirror image emerges on the roof of the scattered flower building, which looks extremely dazzling in the sunlight.

There are countless large and small streets in Yangzhou City, and there are countless pedestrians and people in the streets.

"Look, what's that?"

"It's like a mirror that is not copper or ice. ”

"It's not a mirror, it's a hundred soldiers......!

"Bai Xiaosheng's Hundred Soldiers, let's see who is the head of the hundred soldiers?"

"The First of a Hundred Soldiers...... Shangque, Nirvana Fire!"

Nirvana Fire!

Su Hanshan silently recited these three words in the noisy and talkative private room of Sanhualou, and found that he seemed to have heard of it, but he could not remember when and where.

Li Tianxia sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, it's him!"

Su Hanshan asked in surprise, "Do you know the Nirvana Fire?"

Li Tianxia glanced at him: "Feng Qiwu, the disciple of the Su Tang State Sect today, under the seat of Lord Shengxuanji, is born with the blood of Tianfeng, and is known as a rare peerless figure in the Daomen for a hundred years. To put it simply, this nirvana fire is the blood of Feng Qiwu. ”

Su Hanshan was a little puzzled: "Can blood also be a weapon?"

Li Tianxia quipped: "If you are strong enough in cultivation, spitting stars can be a killing weapon." Of course, whether it can be included in the Hundred Soldiers Review depends on Bai Xiaosheng. ”

Su Hanshan nodded silently.

No longer entangled in this, he continued to look at the ice jian.

The second in a hundred soldiers is actually ...... Su Hanshan was incredulous, thinking that he had misread the word, until the crown prince Li Tianxia turned his head to look at him with a strange expression, as if he was smiling but not smiling, he was sure that this was true!

The right hand is hidden in the long sleeve, and a small lotus platform faintly emerges in the palm of the palm.

Su Hanshan couldn't imagine that the palm lotus platform given by the right spirit Buddha of the Zen Kongguo Temple when he was a child could rank second in the Hundred Soldiers? He looked at Bai Xiaosheng standing with his hands downstairs from afar, and thought to himself, could it be that Bai Xiaosheng did it intentionally?

Li Tianxia saw that Su Hanshan was worried, and pretended to be angry and said: "My Right Spirit Buddha of the Southern Chaoguo Temple holds a twelve-rank lotus platform, and he actually succumbed to the filthy blood of that kid in Fengqiwu!

Su Hanshan suddenly realized.

In the eyes of the world, in the eyes of Nuo Dajianghu, the Twelve Pins Lotus Tai is in the hands of the Right Spirit Buddha, except for several great sages and masters of the National Temple and Li Tianxia, others really have no way to know.

What's more, the Venerable and Master of the National Temple never leave the temple, and Li Tianxia naturally will not go around preaching this almost forgotten childhood anecdote, no matter how powerful Bai Xiaosheng is, he will never know that Pinliantai is now in the palm of his hand.

After figuring out this joint, Su Hanshan wanted to reach out and pat Li Tianxia on the shoulder to show his gratitude, but saw that the latter looked ugly.

Su Hanshan blurted out, "What's wrong?"

Before he could listen to Li Tianxia's answer, Qin Wuyang, who was always a head shorter in the face of a woman dressed as a man, happily hugged Su Hanshan's arm and pointed to the hundred soldiers: "Brother Su, look, it's my dancing light Luo, Shangque Thirty-three Dancing Light Luo." ”

Li Tianxia complained: "A satin tattered silk was actually lined up in the upper que...... I think this hundred soldiers is just a bunch of nonsense, don't look at it, don't look at it. ”

Li Tianxia waved his hand boringly.

He simply returned to his seat and poured himself a drink.

Looking at Qin Wuyang, who was happily like a child, Su Hanshan stared at that beautiful face, and couldn't help but show a doting smile.

It was Gu Changting, who looked at Huang Shang'er with a little more surprise and jealousy. It's just that this person's strength surpasses that of the prince of the Southern Dynasty, but he never thought it would be so extraordinary. Being able to enter the Hundred Soldiers at such an age, although it is the last thirty-three of the Shangque, it is enough to prove that his martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster's Void!

Huang Shang'er grimaced at Li Tianxia: "Some people have suffered a blow in their hearts. ”

Obviously, the crown prince is not the only one who has been hit.

Among the people from all walks of life gathered in Sanhualou, many of them who were not satisfied with the ranking of the weapons of the hundred soldiers had begun to argue, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. But fortunately, these people also know the rules well, and they didn't compete with each other in the building.

In this regard, Su Hanshan smiled helplessly.

He is not from the rivers and lakes, so naturally he can't understand what the ranking of 100 soldiers means. He was just curious about the unknown rivers and lakes, and his gaze returned to the words of the Hundred Soldiers and the Twelve Pins of Lotus Terrace, and looked at them in order.

"Shangque is the third, Qiankun Ding. ”

"Fourth, Xiao Han Sword. ”

"Fifth ponder. ”

"The sixth Chang'an month. ”

"The Book of the Seventh River Tulo. ”

"Five-color flags. ”

"Five colder. ”

“......”

"Eleven willow branches. ”

......

"Can a soft wicker be used as a weapon? I think this Bai Xiaosheng is also in vain, you look at the top ten of the hundred soldiers, what kind of blood, lotus, moon, book, flag...... It is also a weapon, but it can also kill people? Except for the Qiankun Ding Xiaohan Sword, it is useless!" Outside Yangzhou City, under a weeping willow next to the moat, a young Xiucai looked at the curved and tender willow in his hand and said sarcastically.

"That's it, what kind of weapon can you make with broken wicker? Give me back quickly, the old man still has to tie his hair." ”

Opposite the middle-aged Xiucai sat a sloppy old man cross-legged.

The old man snatched the crooked willow, inserted it into the fluffy and messy bun without saying a word, and impatiently pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "It's time for you to fall down, if you don't take it seriously, you will be full of fine plates." ”

The middle-aged Xiucai looked at Bai Zi who was about to be completely annihilated with indignation, and he was stimulated by the words of the old man who called himself Huang Mei after losing nine games in a row, and his mentality collapsed instantly, and he directly discarded Bai Zi in his hand, got up and patted his ass and left angrily.

The old man Huangmei shouted anxiously, "Just left?"

"Did you throw in the towel?"

"Keep the money!"

"One more game, bet on five taels ......"

"Really gone?"

The old man Huangmei, who was packing up the chessboard alone and looked lonely, was full of emotion: "Today's young people are too impetuous! What's wrong with the willow branches? Unexpectedly, they haven't entered the top ten! I really have to find an opportunity to educate Bai Xiaosheng how to respect the old and love the young!"