When Wu Chenzi and Shao Siming rode a white horse back to Nanping County Government, Nan'an and Ou Lan were all ready and brought the disciples of Tangxi Jiufang and the managers of Tangxi's various yards to the square outside the Tangxi Sword Alliance.

"Are you?" Wu Chenzi looked at Nan An in confusion. Why are there so many people coming? And the people of Tangxi are coming? Are you going to riot? If you hadn't seen the Qin army maintaining order, he would have thought that Han Yu had controlled Tangxi and was waiting for him to indignate him.

"Tangxi Sword Alliance, pay homage to the master of Huaying Sword!" Nan An took the lead in saluting Shao Siming.

As Nan'an bowed down, the people of Tangxi in the entire square also bowed down.

Wu Chenzi was stunned and looked at Shao Siming. It was the first time that Shao Siming encountered such a situation, looking at Wu Chenzi uneasy. In the Yin-Yang family, she was the little tail of Da Siming, and in Taoism, she was also the little tail of Wu Chenzi. She had never encountered such a scene where she asked her to come forward.

Shao Siming did not move, Nan An did not dare to get up, Nan An did not dare to move, and no one else dared to move. So Nan An glanced at the only standing Wu Chenzi and Shao Siming.

"All get up!" Wu Chenzi took a step back and said behind Shao Siming. Shao Siming wanted to retreat, but he held it down.

So Shao Siming had to use the Wanye Feihualiu to lift Nan'an Eucommia.

As Nan'an stood up, the others stood up, looked at Shao Siming, and waited for her to speak.

Shao Siming did not speak, but instead, the Drawing Shadow Sword automatically unsheathed with a "clang" sound, rotated in the air, and the crabapple petals fell, and then shot into the distance, bringing out a rain of flowers.

"Is this?" Nan Yan was also shocked. These petals disappeared when they fell into the skin, but they had a clear air that could help people get rid of the disease. It may be useless for these celestial masters, but it has a great effect on ordinary people.

This is the entire Tangxi River, not just the square in front of the Tangxi Sword Alliance. This rain of crabapple flowers drifted to the entire Tangxi River, and the shadow sword passed by, as if the emperor was on a patrol, and there was a rain of flowers everywhere he went.

The rain of flowers in the sky led all the people out of the house, and then looked at the Huaying Sword that the Huaying Sword followed by Huaping Petals, and recognized it as one of the two swords of Emperor Zhuanxu.

So the people of Tangxi knelt down to pray for blessings, and with the whereabouts of the petals, all diseases were eliminated, making people have to believe that miracles really exist.

Tangxi is good at making swords, so most people in Tangxi will have some scalding scars left by burning Mars on their bodies.

"Is this?" Yun Yi watched the petals fall on his face, and felt a numbness on his face. He hurriedly found the scar on his face and found that the scar on his face was gone. Because of this scar, he was already over twenty years old and had no wife. Now the scar is gone.

"My scar is gone, I can marry a wife!" Yun Yi shouted happily.

The coworkers all looked at Yun Yi with a weird look. Is it because of your face problem? With your sword-making skills, there are many people who are willing to marry you. But who is willing to marry you with your mouth?

"Do you think you can't find your wife because of your face?" asked the coworker.

"What about that?" Yun Yi asked back.

"Who have you ever seen going on a blind date with a girl? Will you ask why they are not married yet?"

"Who have you met? The girl asked if she could go out for a trip together in the future. She said there is no need for this?"

"That's wrong? You didn't tell me that you should understand the girl before, so I asked her why she was not married. You also told me that the girl who had just met Xiao Shulin was not a good girl." Yun Yi said.

All the workers were speechless. You are single by your strength and have nothing to do with your appearance. The emperor may not be able to save you!

The snow in South Korea came a little early this year, which made many families not anxious to rush their cold clothes and stockpile winter supplies. Therefore, there are many people and animals who have frozen to death and frostbite.

However, compared to death, people are infected with wind and cold because of cold. In this era, infection with wind and cold is equivalent to death. Especially wind and cold are also infectious, so patients with wind and cold will be driven to the charity village outside the village to die for themselves.

So these people are pitiful, but there is no way. No matter how unwilling their family members are, they cannot send them away and let them die, otherwise the family will die. Therefore, those infected with the cold will leave their homes for the sake of their family members and wait for the arrival of death in the charity village.

Nanping Yizhuang is a relatively large Yizhuang, so there are more than a hundred patients gathered here. The government has also sent people to maintain order, and there are also injured doctors here to find ways to treat them, but very few can be saved. Even if there are doctors here, they are helpless against the wind and cold.

"We do our best!" Master Nian Duan sighed as another life passed away, signaled the soldiers sent by Qin to carry the people away for cremation. He died of wind and cold infection. He could not be buried, but could only be cremated.

"Master, look!" Duanmurong pointed to the shadow sword flying through the sky and the falling red petals.

Master Nianduan, all the patients and soldiers looked up at the Painted Shadow Sword and Flower Rain that were passing through the air.

Everyone couldn't help but reach out to catch the petals. For them, it would be a kind of happiness to be able to see such a beautiful flower rain at the last moment of their lives.

The petals fell and merged into a person's face. Everyone laughed, smiling brightly.

"It's so hot!" a patient suddenly said.

Master Nianduan hurried over. The wind and cold would not feel hot. Even if it was a little wind, how could it feel hot? So he immediately hangs his silk to take the pulse, but before she could finish the diagnosis, all the patients had the same symptoms one after another, all of them felt a heat and then were covered in sweat.

"Hurry, prepare hot water for them!" said Master Nian Duan.

Then Master Nian Duan discovered that the wind and cold of these people had miraculously recovered after sweating.

"The pulse is stable and normal, but it still needs to be observed for a while!" Master Nian Duan said, not allowing these people to leave.

"What kind of sword is that?" Duanmu Rong asked. They couldn't think of what kind of sword could bring such a miracle.

In the end, the Painted Shadow Sword seemed to have returned from a parade and returned to the square of the Tangxi Sword Alliance.

Wu Chenzi himself was also shocked. Looking at Shao Siming, is this the Emperor's Sword? Compared with it, Ling Xu, Chun Jun, even Xue Ji and the Divine Sword Tian Ding felt that it was not fragrant in an instant.

"Greetings to the Lord of Sword!" Nan An and others knelt down again to salute. This time they were sincere and did not have any utilitarian intentions to agree that Shao Siming became the Lord of Tangxi.

The Huaying Sword returned to Shao Siming's body, and then circled around and stopped in front of Wu Chenzi.

Wu Chenzi was stunned for a moment, and was about to reach out to hold it, but the Huaying Sword turned around and stopped in front of Shao Siming.

Wu Chenzi touched his nose, is he disgusted with himself?

Shao Siming stretched out his finger to touch the Huaying Sword. The Huaying Sword fell directly into her hand. Suddenly, a phantom flew out of the sword and floated in the sky.

"Come again?" Wu Chenzi was a little surprised. Didn't Han Zhongxian explode? His head was as beautiful as fireworks. Why did he appear again now? Did Han Zhongxian leave two marks?

The phantom gradually became solid, but it was not Han Zhong, but a young man with beautiful eyes but majestic eyes, wearing a sword on his head, with the ancient word "Saint De" written on the sword.

"Black Emperor Zhuanxu!" Wu Chenzi looked at the solid shadow of Emperor Zhuanxu and took a step back and knelt on the ground. This was Emperor Zhuanxu, one of the ancestors of China, and deserved the kneeling of all descendants.

In the whole Tangxi, only Shao Siming stood with a sword.

Emperor Zhuanxu looked down at the people of Tangxi who were kneeling on the ground, then looked up at the four directions, as if they could see through thousands of miles away. After a long time, he returned his gaze and looked down at Wuchenzi who was kneeling and looking up at him, and Shao Siming who was standing with his sword.

"You, very good!" Emperor Zhuanxu said slowly.

Wu Chenzi looked at Emperor Zhuanxu and was so excited that he did not dare to speak at all. This was Emperor Zhuanxu, one of the five living emperors, and he could actually see it with his own eyes. This time travel was worth it, and it was not in vain!

"Give it to you Zhuanxu's scriptures and use it well!" Emperor Zhuanxu continued to speak.

A roll of black bamboo slips appeared in the hands of Emperor Zhuanxu, and then slowly flew to Wuchenzi.

Wu Chenzi respectfully held up his hands, and Zhuanxu Dian slowly fell into his hands.

Emperor Zhuanxu looked at Wuchenzi and Shao Siming, then looked at the people of Tangxi, then looked into the distance and smiled slightly. A gust of wind blew, and the shadow of the emperor dispersed with the wind.

Wu Chenzi and all the people of Tangxi looked into the air and stood up again after a long time. If it weren't for the black Zhuanxu scripture falling on Wu Chenzi's hands, they would have thought that there was an illusion. After all, Emperor Zhuanxu, one of the Five Emperors, appeared, and this could not be explained by auspiciousness.

Wu Chenzi didn't react, and his head was a little confused, but he was not thinking about why Emperor Zhuanxu appeared, nor what was the Zhuanxu scripture.

What he thought was that Emperor Zhuanxu actually praised him! You are very good! Emperor Zhuanxu said he was very good! The Emperor showed up to praise him! Who has done so many time travelers? He has received praise from the Emperor! This is enough for him to brag for the rest of his life.

"Is the Emperor praising me?" Wu Chenzi asked at Shao Siming.

Shao Siming nodded. If you weren’t praising you, how could you give you the Zhuanxu Dian?

"Is the Emperor praising me?" Wu Chenzi looked at Nan An and Ou Lan and asked.

Nan'an and Ou Lan both nodded, looking at him enviously and the Zhuanxu scriptures in his hands.

"The Emperor praised me!" Wu Chenzi grinned, and then said to the entire Tangxi people as if they were crazy and stupid.

Nan'an and Ou Lan looked at each other, was it crazy? But we also wanted to do this. I was willing to die if I was praised by the emperor. What is it that I was crazy and stupid. If the emperor praised me, I would be happy.
Chapter completed!