piratefiction Chapter 117 Get The Martial Saint's Slough
Chapter 117 Get The Martial Saint's Slough
There was silence, and the lights shone in the distance.
Shangguan Haitang and Duan Tianya stared at Su Changqing, waiting for his answer.
"I'm naturally a man of the gods, loyal to the great merchants and the royal family." Su Changqing said.
"Okay, Junior Brother, your words are enough." Shangguan Haitang smiled heroically and nodded.
Duan Tianya and Shangguan Haitang left until they reached the edge of Yunlong Lake.
Looking at the blue waves in front of him, he didn't say a word.
"Someone from Jin Yiwei investigated. Su Changqing went deep into the sky prison and had a close relationship with Cao Zhengchun. He even got the "Six Meridians Sword" from Duan Yu, the eldest son of Dali, and used it when he was in the palace."
Duan Tianya sighed softly.
"When my junior brother entered the Zhenfu Division, he was bullied and almost died. After he practiced hard, he joined the master's sect and became a blockbuster."
"The adoptive father just gave him a Frost Snow Knife, Dage, which is also reasonable." Shangguan Haitang shook his head and said.
Although she respects her foster father very much.
But Su Changqing and Zhu ignored the fact that they were not relatives or family members, on the contrary, they did not have the kindness of the Great Shang Emperor.
Su Changqing worked hard all the way up from the handyman in Jinyiwei, trying her best. This is impossible, and she knows this very well.
Duan Tianya's eyes froze, and she pulled out the golden sword from her waist.
The next moment, he swept across suddenly.
The sky exploded, the blue waves set off a turmoil, layers of sword lights emerged, and clanked.
phantom sword.
Under the crystal dewdrops all over the sky, it is dazzling, and Duan Tianya is holding a golden sword, which is as rich as jade, and it is perfectly natural when combined with the moonlight, Transcendent and refined.
Shangguan Haitang stared blankly, then suddenly smiled and said: "Dage, Su Changqing once ran thousands of miles to save a knife, no matter what he said, he would never betray his adoptive father."
"Whether Su Changqing is a traitor or a villain, Haitang, please forgive Dage for not being able to tell, but Yidao is not here now, the two of us must be careful."
"The dragon boat will arrive tomorrow, and it will take some time for foster father."
Duan Tianya took a deep breath, turned around, and stared at Shangguan Haitang.
"If he really takes refuge in Cao Zhengchun, then I will use the secret hand left behind by my adoptive father to abolish him at all costs."
"For your sake, let him be a rich man in Chang'an from now on..."
"Jiang Xingxing and Su Changqing, I will personally officiate for them."
Shangguan Haitang was startled.
Zhu Wushi has no heirs, and Duan Tianya is treated as his own son.
Duan Tianya's strength has never been in swordsmanship, he can be ranked No. 1 in Tianzi, relying on strategy and arranging troops.
Shangguan Haitang had also heard of the dark hand he was talking about, but he never knew where it was. Only Duan Tianya and Zhu Wushi knew,
That is the foundation of Hulong Mountain Villa, with thirty-six heavenly gangs and seventy-two earth evil spirits.
Under its formation, Martial Saint is invincible.
"I hope my junior will not do something stupid." Shangguan Haitang sighed softly.
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Su Changqing stood at the gate of the tent, did not go back, but raised his head and stared at the sky.
"Duan Tianya and Shangguan Haitang, returning to the sea, should only obey Zhu Wushi."
"They thought I had taken refuge in Cao Zhengchun, and wanted to ignore Zhu..."
Su Changqing shook his head and chuckled, turned around and stepped into the tent, looked at Jiang Xingxing and said:
"Junior sister, let's go, take the remains of Martial Saint."
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The two traveled on a lone boat.
One is dressed in red, the other is dressed in black, and the sky is full of mountains and rivers.
The moon is like a disc, and the bright and clear moonlight falls on the ground, white and white.
The lake water flows, and the lonely boat moves forward.
"Brother, Master's cemetery is originally at the junction of the second peak and the first peak, in a hidden reef."
Jiang Xingxing looked at the second peak and looked at Su Changqing who was punting the boat.
Su Changqing used True Qi, and quickly landed on the first peak, where it meets the second peak.
The place is densely covered with rocks and there are many hidden reefs. The ship quickly thumped and hit a huge reef.
Su Changqing looked down, his eyes narrowed slightly, the bottom was densely covered with reefs, big and small, the boat obviously couldn't move forward.
"Brother, come with me." Jiang Xingxing said with a smile.
She jumped up and jumped into the water, like a red koi, shuttling through the water.
Su Changqing followed behind her.
Soon, she came to the largest reef among them, exerted strength with both hands, burst out True Qi, and separated them all.
There is also a dry well here, which is somewhat similar to the one on Zhenwu Mountain.
But this dry well is not as terrifying as the one in Zhenwu Mountain, and there is no prehistoric beast in it, and the palpitating atmosphere.
Jiang Xingxing pursed his mouth, threw his hands in the water, turned around and signaled to Su Changqing to follow her into the well.
Although the two held their breath for a long time, they couldn't stay in the water for a long time.
Su Changqing nodded slightly, and the two entered the well and swam across a dark river.
Soon, a wide underground cave appeared in their eyes.
This place is really unique, it seems to be formed naturally, and it is extremely spacious.
There is a sculpture here, a door to a dark room, the whole body is made of black gold, and the other side of the door.
There is a stone statue, with sword eyebrows into the temples, about fifty-six years old, with a long beard hanging down.
"Senior brother, I was here at the beginning, and got the master's three swords to bury flowers."
Jiang Xingxing's eyes moved slightly, staring at the sculpture, and said.
Including her burial knife, which also came from here, and she picked it up from the door.
Su Changqing nodded slightly, and looked carefully at the dark room, his eyes were slightly fixed, there were marks of a sledgehammer on it.
I don't know what kind of casting this dark golden door is, and the sledgehammer can't hurt it at all.
Gongsun Wuji should be nearby, but he doesn't know where he went. God knows how long he has been hammering on this gate in the past few months.
Jiang Xingxing's long knife was out of its sheath, the blade trembled slightly and kept clanging.
The flower burial knife is three feet and seven inches long, red as blood, the flower burial knife in the world, blood will be seen when the knife is drawn.
The world is snowing!
Blood-red snowflakes fell all over the sky, like petals, scattered on the ground.
With a bang, the door slowly opened.
What catches the eye is the body of Martial Saint, the burial flower. He sits in Lotus Position with one arm and one arm.
His clothes were covered with dust, but his eyes were still sharp, and his brows were like swords.
There is a crystal flower on the top of his head, lavender, condensed on the top of the head, wisps of purple air are lingering, extremely terrifying.
Martial Saint in the physical body, invulnerable to gods, capable of fighting immortals in the world.
"How can there be a Martial Saint's slough, could it be that he eats the master's flesh?" Jiang Xingxing entered, his eyes widened, and he was a little puzzled.
"The flower on the top is the essence of the funeral flower Martial Saint." Su Changqing shook his head.
Jiang Xingxing didn't understand, but he had read about it from classics.
Su Changqing stepped up to the funeral flower Martial Saint, squeezed both hands, and took the purple flower in his hands.
The funeral flower Martial Saint collapsed in an instant.
From the eternal existence of the flesh to the ashes, it was scattered all over the place in just a short time.
Su Changqing was startled, and inevitably felt some emotion in his heart.
In front of the burial flower Martial Saint, there is a saber manual, with characters flying obliquely on it, it is the burial flower three sabers, all saber manuals.
Jiang Xingxing once received the teaching of the burial flower Martial Saint.
And this book is the knife manual written by Martial Saint himself.
"He is only fifty years old, how could he die?"
Su Changqing's eyes were slightly fixed, and he was puzzled.
Martial Saint can get two hundred years old.
His longevity is as high as four hundred and eighty years old due to the blessing of Xuantian True Qi, Vajra's indestructible magic power, and dragon elephant Prajna power.
But this burial flower, Martial Saint, has too little time to live.