Chapter 327 Long Live Long Live Long Live Long Live
Things in the world are often full of surprises and unknowns.
This "dog-like knife" was originally heavy and filled with a faint martial arts charm, but just now a few tears from the bear's paw fell on the back of the knife, and something suddenly changed——
< br>A gray and sharp energy suddenly circulated, as if it had been sharpened suddenly.
This damn chemical reaction is beyond Xin Zhuo’s understanding.
Common blood?
His face couldn't help but become serious, which at least proved that Xiong Zhang's words were true. This sword had an unpredictable relationship with the Yao Qiu fox demon clan.
Agou’s knife? Ah Hu's knife?
After thinking for a moment, he raised the knife again, which seemed a little heavier than before.
Sacrifice?
Think carefully about the sacrificial refining method you have learned before, put down the knife, and slowly invade with the force of ice and thunder...
After half an hour, give up! No response.
After thinking about it, it is a common trick to bite your finger and draw blood to identify the owner. If the blood does not enter the blade, it is useless!
Patting his forehead, he simply called him out of Wangyue Well and threw him into the well.
The change happened instantly——
I saw the "dog-like knife" immediately surrounded by countless phantoms of weapons. At first, it was still spinning back and forth with pride, but in the blink of an eye, all its arrogance disappeared, and it became timid and cowardly.
It seems that this terrible knife is so weak and pitiful compared to the shadows of all the weapons in the Moon Watching Well that it makes people laugh.
Then an indescribable aura and feeling appeared in his mind.
[Sacrifice to the Spirit: The Hundred-Refined Sword of the Nineteenth Level Warrior! The power can increase as the well owner's realm improves. 】
Sure enough! Worshiping the spirits of the world at Wangyuejing is not a lie.
This well water can not only worship spiritual figures, mountains and rivers, famous sects, ancient ruins, but also ancient dead objects and weapons.
The wordless tablet in the Qiugong Pavilion was a lesson learned from the past, and for dead objects, it could even overcome the constraints of the three attributes of loyalty, apology and debt.
Absorb!
A strange way of using the sword of the Nineteenth Realm appeared in my mind.
……
In the camp, the flames of the brazier swayed, stretching Ling Yayue's shadow very long.
She was dressing up in the mirror. Her slender figure was supported by two huge meatballs, which looked extremely uncoordinated. What was even more uncoordinated was the heavy look in Danfeng's eyes on her face.
"How is it?"
After a while, three figures arrived in the account without anyone noticing. They were one woman and two men. Judging from their clothes, they were from one of the four major sects except Lingyun. The other three sects outside the hall, all of them were moving like wind and thunder, and their martial arts were hesitant. They were all masters of the Great Venerable Realm.
“This man is too vigilant, his eyes are bright and clear, and there is an incomprehensible wisdom in his eyes. He is not like a lustful person, and he does not covet me in the slightest. His man has the blood of the demon race. The stunning maid just came here, and instead of putting on her voluptuous makeup, nothing happened in the handsome account now.”
Ling Yayue was not surprised at all. She seemed to have known that the three people would come. She gently inserted a golden phoenix hairpin into her black hair. A trace of surprise flashed on her face. The young princes and princes were not lustful?
A male disciple of Kunlun Palace sat down cross-legged and said in a deep voice: "This man has too deep thoughts. Even if our four major sects cooperate with him, we cannot make him tease like this. The masters took him away deliberately. The Earth Immortal of the Confucian Sect is asking us to take the opportunity to try to drug him and control him!"
"That's right!" A female disciple from the Walker Valley frowned and said, "How many girls do you have in Yayue? Are you sure?"
"Not at all!"
Ling Yayue shook his head slightly and answered quite simply, "This Jiang Yuqing is very strange. Well, he eats irregularly or not at all, or he will give the food to his servants, run out to fill the bowl alone, and eat in a corner, watching the fun while eating."
"It's strange." The disciple of the Kujian Tomb pinched his sparse beard: "Huang Taigai is not here. There is only one Great Venerable of the Jiang family around this person. This is a rare opportunity. Please ask Miss Yayue to get a charter. The four of us will When will people take action?
If poison doesn’t work, I will use the cruel aura of my Withered Sword Tomb to pollute my body. How will the four major sects expand in the future? You must obey orders."
Ling Yayue thought for a moment: "Tomorrow the Western Qin Army will attack the city. I am afraid that this person will not come to the city in person. The army will not be around by then, and we will take the risk. Take a close look at the risk of contaminating your body with the evil spirit of blood and look for opportunities.”
“Okay!”
……
Dawn the next day.
As soon as a bright light appeared in the eastern sky, the Western Qin army began to operate like a cold-blooded machine.
The dull sound of war drums echoed in all directions.
Countless tall siege engines, trebuchets, troop-carrying wooden beasts, ladders, chrysanthemums, Linchong, Haoqiao and other objects built overnight were pushed forward by the flowing water of the Western Qin army as they recovered their strength. Close to the city wall.
"Hey ha! Hey ha..." The sound filled the eardrums.
The soldiers and nobles of Guifang Kingdom on the city wall quickly mobilized the dark defenders to form a tight formation to confront them!
A tense atmosphere filled the plains under Guifang Imperial City!
Xin Zhuo yawned and walked out of the camp with bear paws. Hundreds of military generals were already waiting outside.
Jiang Yong, Chan Yi, Qing Ge and other Jiang family masters knew that the war was about to start again, and without waiting to say hello, they had already climbed a high mountain far away.
Ling Yayue and the four of them stood in a mountain col two miles away, holding back the bloody aura that might spread from the battlefield, and looked at Xin Zhuo with fixed eyes.
Xin Zhuo looked at the continuous city and the tall city wall, and was about to order an attack on the city. He saw densely packed soldiers of the Three Kingdoms under Guifang Imperial City. Suddenly, led by Guifang Prince Jingluji, he walked over with his hands raised. .
This neat style of surrender is heartbreaking.
Jiang Man'er, Yan Kuzong and other Western Qin generals couldn't help but be stunned.
Even the royal families, nobles and generals of the Guifang Three Kingdoms in the imperial city also looked stunned.
"Jingluji, what are you going to do?" An old angry voice came from the city wall. There were so many people that it was difficult to tell who made it.
"The father is unkind, don't blame the son and minister for being unjust. The son has surrendered to the King of Western Qin today. The King of Western Qin is a famous general in the world, and no one can defeat him. Today he will attack Guifang Imperial City!"
Prince Jingluji gritted his teeth and replied, then quickly rushed to where Xin Zhuo was, Tens of feet apart, one Fei knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted: "Ye Luji, the general of the sinful country, has come to surrender to my king. Long live my king!"
This great salute cannot be faulted in the slightest. The problem is that it is so sincere that one has nothing to say, and the words "Long live" are already a courtesy to the emperor!
One hundred thousand defeated troops from the Three Kingdoms behind them paid homage: "Long live my king!"
The scene was spectacular for a moment!
Jiang Maner, Bai Xuanji and a group of Western Qin generals could not help but be shaken, their faces flushed. This was not the first time that Western Qin had accepted surrender, but this method of surrender was really innovative.
Also in a daze are Jiang Yong, Chanyi and a group of people on the top of the mountain in the distance. How many people in the world can receive such honors and gifts?
“I still think Yu Qing can ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor!”
Jiang Yong’s hand stroking his beard trembled slightly, and he looked at Chanyi and others fiercely: “Once the Guifang Kingdom is defeated, The territory of Western Qin is second only to the Great Zhou. As long as it can withstand the attack of the Great Zhou army, you and others will immediately join hands with Jiang Hu and others to persuade Jiang Yuqing to enter. I heard that in ancient times, there was an emperor's robe on him, so I will put it on him first! ”
Chanyi and others' expressions moved slightly, and they clasped their fists at the same time: "Here!"
In the mountain col, Ling Yayue and other four great sages were also shocked by the grand scene of the earthly emperor being captured. This is a completely different aura and pattern from the martial arts sect.
However, Xin Zhuo was the only one who had no disturbance in his heart, even a little indifferent. If I had been chased for three days, hungry, and rejected by my own people, I would have been resentful and turned around and turned into a fucking rebel.
Took a few steps forward, held up the Jing Lv Ji, and said with a smile: "As you said, there will be a ghost in Western Qin today, be careful!"
Jing Lv Ji reluctantly Standing up, he was startled when he heard the words. I just said it casually!
(End of this chapter)