Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 70 Zixiao on the Sword(1/2)

The wind is faint.

On the road of white marble in Taiyin Academy, the Zhaoyao Palace and Zichu walked in front and the lay Buddhist palace behind.

Everyone crossed the Qushui Bridge and walked towards the Zixiao Palace, which they usually regard as a taboo for everyone.

From a distance, Zixiao Palace stands in the distance, with this palace covering the world.

The power of gloriousness is like this.

Huangshi's long-sleeved and gorgeous clothes were walking beside Han Fei, looking at the palace gate from afar, looking sideways at Han Fei who was beside him and asked:

“High?”

“High…high.”

Han Fei replied stutterly.

"The immortals came down to the earth from the Tao. There was a dangerous building of a hundred feet high, but they didn't know what the heavenly beings in the building looked like."

Huang Shi shook his head, carried his hand behind his back, heading towards the distance, and while walking, he heard a voice from himself: "Immortal? National player? What is the overall situation? What is the chess holder?"

Han Fei frowned, and the person in front of him was strangely tight.

It seems indifferent, but it is actually arrogant.

It seems that in this Taiyin Academy, except for the immortal who has never appeared, he looks down on anyone.

Who is he? Which family is he from?

What are you here for?

Han Fei couldn't figure it out, so he had to shake his head and follow everyone.

Li Si, who was walking in front, spoke slowly at this time:

"Master, what do I mean by the immortals' discussion of Taoism?"

Xunzi, who had already grown white hair on the green hills, shook his head gently.

"I don't know."

"That?"

"Troubleshooting with each other."

Xunqiu looked at the palace building in the distance and strode away.

He talked about the aisle with the kings, princes, generals and ministers, but he didn't talk about the aisle with the immortals.

Today, let’s go through the trick!

Behind Zhaoyao Palace, everyone's clothes were obviously a little less depressed than Zhaoyao Palace, and the number of people was much higher.

Among the crowds, six people held swords and fifteen people held swords, all of which were good players in the world.

Several of them looked at the palace building in the distance, and there was no light in their pupils.

Instead, the weapon in his hand was in his hands and the blue veins swelled up.

A distance of hundreds of feet is just a blink of an eye.

Zichu, Lu Buwei, Gangchengjun Cai Ze, Huang Shi, Xunzi and others walked in the front.

They strided up the white marble stone staircase and went all the way to Zixiao Palace.

But after everyone walked into Zixiao Palace, they saw three young men in gorgeous clothes sitting in Zixiao Palace, and two stone statues beside everyone were sitting beside the three young men.

"Since you are here, please sit down, and the discussion is about to begin."

In the tall and gorgeous palace, Zhao Zheng turned his back to everyone and said lightly.

Chang Wei made a gesture of invitation when he heard this, and everyone slowly stepped forward and sat on the seat on the side of the glazed tiled platform.

Li Si's eyes were always focused on Zhao Zheng, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd.

It is rumored that Qin Chunqiu Immortal only has one apprentice, that is, Zhao Zheng, the eldest son of Qin's prince Zichu.

The two young men were both guarding the gate that day, and the young man in the middle should be the disciple of Mr. Chunqiu.

"Is Zhao Zheng?"

Li Si whispered softly.

Whether the emperor's skills he learned can be used depends on this person.

A person's great ambition is only thirty or fifty years.

Just see if you can bet right!

After the people of Zhaoyao Palace sat down, the people from the Layman Palace entered the Zixiao Palace. After the people of Zhaoyao Palace, Chang Wei walked to Zhao Zheng and bowed:

"Report to the prince and grandson, all the guests are here."

"So, let's start!"

Zhao Zheng, dressed in black clothes of black birds, slowly stood up.

The Xuanniao is the totem of Qin.

Born in nature, the mysterious bird descended and was born in Shang. The Feilian totem, the distant ancestor of Qin, was the bird-headed and deer body.

At this time, Zhao Zheng, wearing a totem, was exuding a faint power and looked down on all directions.

"start?"

Both Zi Chu and the other two were shocked.

If the immortals don’t arrive, how can they start?

Before the people in the front row of Zhaoyao Palace spoke, a burly man in the lay Buddhist palace sitting in the back seat asked:

"I dare to ask the prince, where is the Spring and Autumn Immortal?"

Zhao Zheng smiled, he put one hand on the long sword, stepped onto the glass platform, turned around and looked at everyone.

"Teacher, how can it be so easy to see?"

Everyone was upset when they heard the sound.

Huangshi sat in the front seat, supported his face with his elbow, and laughed at him.

"interesting."

"Is this the first move?"

Huangshi gently pulled a roll of bamboo slips and spread them on the table.

Zhao Zheng slowly spoke, "Today I will discuss the Tao, I will be with you all. If I defeat me, I will discuss the Tao with you today."

"But if you can't lose, when Master preaches tomorrow, you will see Master."

Zhao Zheng's voice was very light, neither humble nor arrogant.

It has its own power.

"So Mr. Chunqiu looks down on us?"

The man sneered.

"My teacher will not discuss the truth with mediocre people. Zhao Zheng will argue with the public on behalf of his teacher. If he wins, he will naturally see his master."

Zhao Zheng held the sword beside him and looked at the person who came indifferently said:

"If you don't have the ability, you can't blame others."

"good!"

The burly man laughed:

"I saw the king's grandson holding a sword. I only have the sword in my hand. Can the king's grandson dare to discuss it with me?"

The man stood up holding the long sword in his hand and said loudly.

Huang Shitou didn't look back and wrote down his pen.

"The trouble is coming!"

I saw four words written lightly on the bamboo slips: No fighting against Qu Bing.

"This is the general trend!"

Huang Shi seemed to see through everything with a smile, but he seemed to see through nothing.

"Today, Zhao Zheng is a representative of the teacher to discuss the Tao, and all people in the palace can discuss it."

Zhao Zheng gently held the hilt of the sword in his hand and said gently:

"Sword discussion, you will naturally dare!"

He paused and said:

"But one person discusses one by one, it's too slow. Those who are interested in discussing swordsmanship, let's go together!"

"Your grandson is serious?"
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage