Monarch of Evernight: Part 170 of the Past

bsp;Zhao Jundu was only five years old at the time. He accidentally saw his younger brother seriously injured, and his parents had a dispute. The little man had not yet figured it out. When he woke up, his younger brother disappeared again. At that time, the Zhao family issued a hush-hush order, and the matter quickly fell into silence, as if the Zhao family's concubine had never existed. Who knew, this would plant an obsession in Zhao Jundu's heart. Every drink and every peck is cause and effect.

Zhao Weihuang sighed again when he thought of the long conversation that Zhao Jundu had with him all night before leaving.

When he looked at Zhao Weihuang again, Qianye felt complicated in his heart, with all kinds of emotions entangled and intertwined. He really didn't know how to describe it. There are still many doubts about the past, but for him, they are all trivial details and he no longer wants to know.

"I don't know where the lock piece left by my mother is now? Can you give it to me?" Qianye asked, this was also one of the purposes of his return to the Zhao clan.

Zhao Weihuang pondered for a moment, then took out a crystal lock piece from his arms.

When Qianye took the locking piece, his hands were shaking a little. The material of this piece of crystal was ordinary, the carving was rough, and the pattern on it was different from the common ones. But when he took it in his hands, he suddenly understood its meaning. The two ancient runes were indeed his name.

Qianye carefully kept the crystal lock piece close to his body. This may be the only connection between him and the mother he has never met.

The things that happened back then were finished, and there was suddenly nothing to say between the two men. Zhao Weihuang's eyes gradually became sharp, and he returned to the posture of a superior who has been holding life and death for a long time. He glanced up and down at Qianye, and suddenly threw the long sword in his hand over.

Qianye subconsciously caught it.

"This sword is called Killing. I have fought with me for eighteen years and killed countless enemies. The enemy drank too much blood, and the sword's edge gradually became bloody. When the sword's edge is full of blood, it is a great achievement. , you can be called a magic weapon. I think you have some potential, so I’ll give you this sword!”

Qianye was surprised. It must be extremely rare for a weapon like Killing to actually grow gradually. This sword followed Zhao Weihuang for eighteen years, which is equivalent to eighteen years of Wen Yang. What kind of person is Zhao Weihuang, the general of the northwest? The Wolf Smoke Legion has been in constant war since its establishment. Over the past eighteen years, the blade of this sword is covered with blood, and the murderous intention has become restrained. It is actually a bit gentle. It should not be far away from Dacheng. distant.

This kind of magical weapon is priceless and cannot be bought with money at all. Zhao Weihuang threw it to Qianye like an ordinary force sword.

Qianye stretched out his fingers and flicked the sword's edge. The sword made a continuous groaning sound, and a mist of blood appeared at the edge of the sword. His basic swordsmanship has been tempered by the Black Book, and he is also a master of swordsmanship. He is naturally in awe of this seven-foot long sword.

However, he still handed Killing Strike to Zhao Weihuang and said: "This sword is somewhat inconsistent with my current martial arts. I already have the heavy sword Dongyue in my hand. Although that sword is not as good as Killing Strike, it is more suitable for me. ”

Zhao Weihuang was startled after hearing this and asked: "Dongyue? Is it the Dongyue of the Song Dynasty?"

Qianye didn’t expect that Zhao Weihuang knew about Dongyue. This was a strange thing. With Zhao Weihuang's status, not to mention that Dongyue was just a weapon placed by the Song clan in the outside arsenal for ordinary disciples to choose from. Even high-level weapons of the seventh and eighth levels should not be in his eyes. For example, killing, according to the empire's classification, is currently about level eight, and after reaching great success, it can reach level nine, which is only one level lower than the top ten famous guns.

Now that we have reached this point, there is nothing to hide, so Qianye told the story of how he came to Dongyue.

After hearing this, Zhao Weihuang's eyes lit up and he said, "You just said it was Mr. Lu? That should be correct. Bring Dongyue and have a look." He called his personal entourage to come in. According to Qianye's words, Go to Zhao Yuying and get Dongyue.

When the entourage retreated, Zhao Weihuang stretched out his hand to make a feint, and with a killing cry, the long sword jumped into his hand, and then with a lightning sword, he slashed down at Qianye from a distance!

The sword intent suddenly enveloped most of the hall, and Qianye had no time to dodge as he felt a wisp of fiery energy going down from the center of his eyebrows and passing through his whole body. The clothes on his chest suddenly tore apart, and the breastplate made of silk-wrapped fine gold inside was cut into two. However, the skin on his body was not damaged at all. It can be seen that Zhao Weihuang's sword has reached its peak in terms of power and accuracy.

The top was split open, revealing a perfect body. The skin was faintly radiant and delicate, but the skin tone looked a little too pale. Not seeing any scars, Zhao Weihuang looked slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows, and slowly put down the long sword in his hand.

"Jinteau said that your secret injury has not recovered. It seems that you have another chance. Not only has the old injury recovered, but your physique has also improved to this level, which is really rare." Zhao Weihuang's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and he said: " I was originally worried that the military attack would cause too much damage to your body. Even if you practice the Zhao family secret method, you will not be able to suppress the power of the whirlpool. Now it seems that there should be no problem."

Qianye was caught off guard and almost broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had paid great attention to concealment since he condensed his blood core. Now, not only was his bloodline latent fully activated, but all the gold-burning blood in his body sank deep into his bloodline. The book and the original wings also formed two layers of light, one gold and one black, which heavily wrapped the blood core and blocked consciousness detection.

Zhao Weihuang has the power of a divine general, but he only used ordinary force insight and luckily escaped his eyes.

Qianye immediately said: "I don't need to change my technique."

Zhao Weihuang frowned, "It is not impossible to be promoted to a warrior in the military expedition, but it is too violent. After gathering only one whirlpool, the tearing force is beyond the endurance of a thirteenth or fourth-level warrior. Although you are physically strong now It’s great, but for the sake of future development, it’s best not to take risks.”

Qianye gritted his teeth and said: "I have modified the secret method of the Song Dynasty..." As he spoke, a small ball of force gathered in his hand, like a big drop of water.

Zhao Weihuang could see at a glance that the force had turned into liquid, and there was no way forward. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "The secret method of the Song family? Did Song Zining, the seventh son of the Song family in Gaoling, give it to you?"

Qianye nodded.

Zhao Weihuang was silent for a moment and did not speak. The two cliques of Zhao and Song Dynasties are roughly at the same level in terms of single theory of secret method. Even if the Zhao clique's secret method wins, it will be limited. The secret method is first of all suitable for the practitioner. Since Qianye can condense the force to this extent, it means that the method is very suitable for him, so there is no need to modify it at this moment.

At this time, the entourage who had gone to fetch Dongyue knocked on the door and came in, presenting the heavy sword.

Zhao Weihuang held Dongyue in his hand, just tested the weight, and nodded secretly. He carefully inspected the sword's edge and even struck Dongyue with a killing blow. The killing was so sharp, Zhao Weihuang controlled his attack and only left an imperceptible mark on Dongyue. If in the battle formation, it can be said that Dongyue at least has the ability to resist the killing for a short time.

"That's it. This Dongyue sword was indeed made by Mr. Lu. It can be said to be his masterpiece. It's also luck that you can get this sword."

Qianye was very surprised to hear that Zhao Weihuang spoke so highly of this sword. In his opinion, there is nothing special about this Dongyue except that it is made of special material, is hard and heavy, and is extremely difficult to damage. Song Zining also played with it several times and came to the same point of view.

It’s just that Qianye has been using it for a long time and has become very comfortable. Moreover, the book of black tempered the Nirvana Slash, which was also based on Dongyue. Qianye's body is strong at the moment, and he has generated gold-burning blood. Any other weapon will feel too light.

"Apart from the hard points, what other benefits does this Dongyue have?" Qianye couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Weihuang stretched out his finger and flicked the Dongyue Sword, and said: "It is not entirely correct to say that this sword was made by Lu Lao Fengshan. To be more precise, this sword has not been completed yet. It is only half-finished. It is a semi-finished product. ."

"Semi-finished product?"

Zhao Weihuang knew that he was doubtful, so he said: "Mr. Lu and I are old acquaintances. I once heard him mention the original intention of Dongyue's casting. The original idea of ​​this sword was to use the power of the mountains and seas to defeat the enemy. It has no other fancy abilities. Just by the name of the sword, Dongyue, you can imagine how angry he was. At that time, Mr. Lu happened to have a piece of strange metal obtained from the void outside the mainland, and it took several years to make it after soaking it in the blood of a void beast. Dongyue sword body. But since then, I heard that Mr. Lu has never been able to find suitable materials to perfect Dongyue sword. Now that I see this sword, I know that the rumors are true."

Qianye didn’t expect that there would be so many stories after Dongyue, but this is normal. Since getting this heavy sword, Qianye deeply felt that the power of this sword was far beyond imagination and it should not be a casual commodity. However, he did not expect that Dongyue's origin would be so extraordinary.

Zhao Weihuang tried several sword moves with Dongyue, and said: "Since you have Dongyue, it is normal that you are not used to killing. But what Mr. Lu can't do doesn't mean that I, the Zhao clan, can do it too. No. I just have some Tianshui heavy silver on hand. I will give it to the craftsman tomorrow and let them find a way to add it to Dongyue, which can increase the power of this sword by one level. However, the weight of this sword will be greatly increased. Can you use it?"

Qianye thought for a while and said: "It can be used freely within five tons."

"That's fine, you can keep Dongyue. The time required for casting will not be known until someone from the craftsman's house has seen it."

"If the Valve Master has nothing else to say, I will leave first."

"Before Jundu left, he had ordered people to tidy up his purple garden for your use."

Qianye thought for a while and said: "There is no need to move around. I want to return to Yongye Continent after I advance. The war there is tense."

Looking at Qianye’s leaving figure, Zhao Weihuang sighed. Until the end, Qianye treated him with great respect and did not even call him father.

After leaving Zhao Weihuang's Martial Arts Hall, Qianye walked outside Duke Chengen's Mansion under the guidance of two personal followers. As soon as I stepped out of the middle gate, I met dozens of people, who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

The leader, an old man with a white face and no beard, stepped forward and asked in a slightly shrill voice: "Is this Mr. Qianye in front of you?"

Qianye was slightly startled and replied: "I am. What's the matter?"

The old man smiled and said: "We have to wait until Young Master Qianye. The princess wants to see you. If Young Master has nothing to do, just go with me!"

"Princess?" Qianye's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It is Princess Gaoyi."

Zhao Weihuang's two personal followers looked at each other. One of them stepped forward and gently confirmed the other's identity in Qianye's ear, but other than that, they did not say another word.

Qianye's face turned cold and he said calmly: "Then I'll bother you and lead the way."

"No problem, just follow me."

The old man turned around and walked ahead. The attendants he brought were divided into two columns, intentionally or unintentionally sandwiching Qianye in the middle. Qianye sneered secretly in his heart and followed them calmly without caring. One of Zhao Weihuang's two followers continued to follow, while the other retreated to the middle gate.

The Qingping Hall where Princess Gaoyi lives is far away from the Lunwu Hall, so it still takes a while to walk.

In the large square in front of the palace, Qianye paused for a moment and looked around. He saw that the Qingping Palace was very different from other places in the Zhao Mansion. The maids' clothes and behaviors were different. Moreover, all the waiters who came in and out were obviously cleansed. This was a rule only found in the imperial palace.

The old man informed him before leading Qianye into the palace gate.