Chapter 275 Borrow the sword! Emperor Taizu’s Divine Weapon Appears (6,000 words)
Please enlighten me!
At this moment, Zhao Duan stood on the ring, his deep and steady voice amplified many times by the magic array around the ring.
Sweeping clearly across the entire square.
In an instant, Bianji standing next to him was stunned, and his indifferent face showed a moment of confusion.
And sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring.
Wrapped in a tawny monk robe, dark shorts, and cloth shoes of the same color, with two smooth muscular arms resting on his knees, the little monk "Tianhai" who was about sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly opened his eyes!
At this moment, a sharp cold light flashed across the eyes embedded in his ordinary face.
Staring at Zhao Duan who was inviting him to fight, the yellow silk ribbon above his head moved without any wind.
"You? Challenge me?"
The young man Tianhai asked coldly.
Zhao Duan smiled and said, "Yes."
beside.
Bian Ji quickly calmed down, and a smile spread out of habit on his handsome face:
"Master Zhao, please don't make fun of me. Challenges have their own rules..."
Zhao Duan looked at him and said calmly:
"I'm of the right age, and I'm not a warlock from the Tianshi Mansion. As for my realm, unfortunately, I just entered the Divine Chapter two days ago. I guess it's in line with the rules."
As he spoke, a faint halo of light suddenly appeared around him, covering his whole body, hazy and magical.
This is a method of "externalizing Qi" that martial artists will master after they advance to the Divine Chapter. It is also called "Body Protecting Qi".
When he fought against the traitor helmsman Frost Sword, the opponent used this move to block his flying knife.
Displaying it at this moment is undoubtedly a powerful means to prove his cultivation.
Zhao Duan withdrew his anger, faced the debate machine, and asked with a smile:
"Why, is it possible?"
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Wow——
The conversation between the three people on the stage lasted only a few breaths, and at this moment, the noise of the crowd in the square suddenly started to rise like hot oil poured into cold water.
The people watching could not hide their surprise.
"Zhao Duan? The man on the stage is the rumored King of Hell in the court?"
"Is it true or false? According to the rumors, the one who favored the saint?"
"It's not that this man is a treacherous and evil person, but an ugly villain... Why is he so handsome?"
"Bah, people are talking about moral character. The skin is naturally good, otherwise it would not be favored by the saint..."
The law does not blame everyone.
What's more, quite a few of the crowd were foreigners.
Surprised, he didn't hesitate to speak.
Some women, in particular, had bright eyes, staring at the image on the light screen in mid-air with seductive eyes.
In the past six months, Zhao Duan's reputation has spread far and wide, but not many people have actually seen him.
At this moment, he actually wanted to challenge the young monk, and the uproar he caused was no less than the defeat of Jin Jian.
As for many people in the stands who were familiar with Zhao Duan, they stayed on the spot.
Not only was he shocked by Zhao Duan's challenging behavior, but he was even more surprised that "King Zhao Yan" had entered the divine chapter realm without making a sound.
"Hai Zongfeng, did you already know this?"
Mochou was stunned and turned to look at the old eunuch in python robe.
The latter said with a complicated expression:
"His breakthrough was something we could have guessed. But when he came on stage, our family also didn't expect it."
"Then...how sure is he?" Mochou asked subconsciously.
"Are you sure?" The python-robed eunuch glanced at her with a strange expression and said nothing.
On the side, Xue Shence, who was wearing a military general's official robe, spoke in a deep voice and explained: "Master Zhao is just a newcomer. Even if the royal family enshrines and inherits superb things, it is impossible to bridge the gap. The only thing to worry about is this little monk. If you are sensible, you will keep a lot of money.”
Is it such a disparity... Mochou was stunned. She didn't understand cultivation, and subconsciously said:
"With his scheming attitude, he must be confident enough to dare to go up there."
In fact, the image of Zhao Duan's slander has become "deep in her heart" in the heart of the female prime minister.
Instinctively, he didn't believe that with Zhao Duan's mind, he would do something stupid like being beaten passively.
Ma Yan interrupted the topic, and the eunuch had a solemn expression:
"Or is it to sharpen your martial arts skills?"
As a "fellow senior", he had also received the teachings of Hai Zongfeng and knew deeply about Lao Hai's teaching style.
Therefore, even if we don't know the details, we can still guess that the reason why Zhao Duan changed his temper and was willing to face the risk must be the influence of Eunuch Hai.
As everyone knows, at this moment, Hai Chong was also cursing secretly in his heart:
Our family only said that you must have the heart of a warrior and not avoid fighting. We did not say that you should seek death. Emperor Taizu was also seeking death when he sharpened his Taoist heart. I don’t even dare to challenge someone who is slightly stronger than me, like you..."
But think on the bright side.
In today's situation, no matter what little monk Tianhai did, there was no way he could kill anyone.
Moreover, His Majesty and even Zhang Tianshi were also sitting not far away... Nothing serious would happen... The old eunuch also felt relieved, snorted and muttered:
"It's okay to let this kid suffer a little. The worst he can do is lie down for a few months and his memory will be long."
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at the same time.
In the small courtyard deep in Tianshi Mansion.
The Empress and the Heavenly Master, who were sitting opposite each other under the big banyan tree, were also stunned for a moment.
Xu Zhenguan was shocked that his loyal dog suddenly entered the ring to seek death.
Zhang Yanyi was surprised that his "little friend" showed up at this moment.
Fortunately, the two top figures in the world today were attracted to Zhao and did not notice the brief astonishment on each other's faces.
"It's just nonsense!"
Empress Dayu did not expect that she was so happy to learn that her favorite was promoted, but her face sank.
Deep in her beautiful eyes, deep worry flashed:
“It’s only been a few days since we broke through, but we still don’t know what’s going on!”
At this moment, she even had the urge to rush out and forcefully stop the farce.
Not really angry, but worried!
With her eyesight, how could she not see that Zhao Duan could only be ravaged and beaten against Tianhai?
But as an emperor, she was sober and forced her to hold back.
She knew that if she really did this, she would become a laughing stock in the eyes of the world.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Master Laotian is mature and mature, with a stable mentality. He smiled and said: "The arena has its own rules, so it doesn't matter."
The implication is that with many powerful people present, nothing will happen to anyone.
Xu Zhen observed that she had lost her composure, and quickly collected herself, saying bitterly: "I never thought of such a move."
Zhang Yan smiled and waved his hands, indicating that Your Majesty did not need to explain, and suddenly said with emotion:
"I guess this little friend Zhao also wants to save some glory for the Xu royal family."
Xu Zhenguan was startled and distracted.
Looking at the tall and straight figure in the water curtain with phoenix eyes, she couldn't help but feel touched.
I remembered that I had indeed talked to him about how the strong men of the royal family had captured the fighting spirit in the past.
So...did he do this for me?
That’s right, with this little thief’s cunning and mind, and his style of asking the court for help as soon as possible every time he fights, how could he not know the risks of entering the ring?
Presumably, it can also be seen that from the standpoint of the imperial court, it does not want Shenlong Temple to become famous.
So, did you stand up?
On stage in the name of worship?
But... little monk Hai's temperament that day, he may not care about the court's face, so he should keep it in check...
"Your Majesty, just wait and see what happens." Zhang Yanyi said leisurely.
The old Heavenly Master looked like he was watching a show, but just a moment ago, he activated the power of "Heavenly Way" and made a divination silently.
The result of the hexagram surprised him, but he couldn't tell the empress.
Xu Zhenguan sighed softly, calmed down, frowned and looked at the light curtain, already thinking about how to treat him later.
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"sure."
Bianji only hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
The demeanor of a Buddhist eminent monk.
He smiled and praised:
"I don't think Mr. Zhao has crossed this threshold in just a few months. I'm very happy to congratulate you. According to the rules, you can indeed go on stage, but this poor monk thought..."
Zhao Duan interrupted him and said calmly:
"Okay, let's get started."
"..." Bianji had no choice but to swallow the steps that were handed out to him, took a deep look at him, and nodded gently:
"In that case, Tianhai, you will have a fight with Mr. Zhao. Remember not to use the real fire until it is lit."
Bian Ji knew the little monk's character well, he was surly and weird, and he hated evil as much as he hated evil.
It was obvious that Zhao Duan belonged to the ranks of "evil people", and he was afraid that the young monk would get involved and he would be seriously injured, which would make it difficult for Shenlong Temple and the court to deal with him.
Therefore, it is emphasized and implied that it is enough to defeat the person, and do not hurt him if you can avoid hurting him.
"Humph." Little monk Tianhai stood up. I don't know if he heard it, but he just sneered.
Bian Ji sighed, recited a Buddha's name, and suddenly flew away from the ring.
"Brother Zhao..." On the other side, Gongshu Tianyuan supported Jin Jian and couldn't help but speak, wanting to dissuade him.
But it was too late.
Around the circular arena, the earth rumbled and shook, and the huge barrier that had been removed slowly rose again, blocking the inside and outside.
It also heralds the beginning of the challenge.
"If we really have to fight, I don't know who can win."
In the stands, some officials and women were worried, "How can a man like Mr. Zhao dance with a gun or stick, or hurt his face?"
Eugene Hua didn't pay attention to the strange attention of these women. She clutched the handkerchief tightly in her right hand and her daughter's hand in her left hand. She was so nervous:
"Why is there really going to be a fight? How powerful is that monk? If..."
Zhao Pan was also panicking. At this moment, he managed to calm down and comforted his mother: "It's okay. My eldest brother is also in the realm of divine seals. Besides, the monk has already fought a battle, so he must not have much strength..."
A noble lady sitting next to her had already heard that these two were female members of the Zhao family, and couldn't help but explain: "One has just entered the Divine Order, and the other is at the peak. There is a huge difference. That day, little monk Hai also took the Great Pill, and even though he was not at full strength, he was almost there."
The female members of the Zhao family suddenly became even more panicked. They held on to the railings and stared at the ring, fearing that something might happen.
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On stage.
As the huge light shield fell, Zhao Duan felt that the sounds from the outside world were suddenly blocked.
At the same time, the internal voice was also greatly weakened.
He was the only one left in the spacious square, and the three-eyed little monk opposite.
"Boom!"
The young monk Tianhai, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, stood a few feet away. The brass "six-path stick" in his hand whirled in the wind, spun dexterously in a circle, and stood heavily on the ground.
With the six-sided prism as the center of the circle, there is dust and ripples around it.
The autumn wind passed through the light mask, causing the monk's robes to tremble like waves, and the ribbon on his bald head to flutter.
"I know you,"
On Tianhai's unremarkable face, except for his slightly pointed chin, his eyes were indifferent, mixed with a hint of interest, and he stared at Zhao Duan, with the corners of his mouth raised:
"I've heard a lot about you since I returned to Beijing."
Zhao Duan stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at this Buddhist monster.
In a trance, I had the illusion that I was a prey, being stared at by tigers in the mountains and lions in the grassland. He smiled: "Really, what did they say about me?"
Tianhai showed his white teeth and his pupils seemed to overflow with sharp light:
"They say you do all kinds of evil and are a first-rate traitor."
"Oh?" Zhao Duan looked at the young monk's head curiously:
"I also heard that you were born with a third eye, called the 'eye of kindness'. It can distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong. Can you also see people through ribbons?
Or do you feel too ugly and embarrassed to meet people?
I just saw the lively fight between you and Jin Jian, so I wanted to pull off the silk scarf and have a look, but failed, so I came up in person. "
Tianhai didn't seem to expect that the court hawk named Zhao was quite talkative. The young man's thin cheeks became increasingly expressionless: "You are not worthy of me using my loving eyes."
"Really? So, since you haven't seen it, you are sure that I am a traitor?"
Zhao Duan said in surprise, "I heard that you are out there, often taking action to save evil people. From this point of view, the so-called saving means killing at will. It is really strange that Buddhism can tolerate you."
"You..." Tianhai choked, and suddenly suffered a loss. The young man said angrily:
"I see that people in the world know how to distinguish themselves, I don't need your teaching!"
Then, he said irritably:
"Don't talk nonsense, take out your weapons and finish the fight."
Zhao Duan stared at the stick in his hand, shook his head and said:
The only thing I had in hand was a flying knife, which was used in the mortal realm. I thought it was not suitable in the arena and could not compare with a treasure like yours, so I decided to No more showing off."
Tianhai was stunned for a moment, frowned the word "Chuan" on his brows, and sneered:
"Then go and borrow weapons, so that you don't get knocked down by me later, and others will say that I, Shenlong Temple, bully others."
Zhao Duan said: "Can any weapon be used?"
Tianhai frowned, feeling that this person was very irritable and annoyed:
"As long as you can move it, anything will do!"
"Okay, then please wait a moment, little monk."
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "I came in a hurry, please allow me to borrow a weapon to fight."
The young monk looked arrogant. He had just won a battle between Buddhism and Taoism, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He would not take a court eagle or dog in his eyes.
Holding his shoulders, he stood calmly, with a long brass stick of extraordinary origin standing beside him, with a stern look in his eyes, a "whatever you want" look.
However, Zhao Duan did not leave the ring or ask anyone to borrow troops.
He just closed his eyes suddenly.
In his mind, a few days ago, the night before he entered the realm of divine chapter, came to mind.
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In the picture of God of War.
Emperor Taizu once again walked down the "Green Mountain" next to the Emperor Wu City, covered in blood.
Zhao Duan carried him back to the inn in the town, threw him into the bathtub, washed away the blood, replaced him with new hot water, and poured in the healing medicine bag.
Amidst the strong aroma of medicine, Zhao Duan opened the window of the inn, and outside the window was the towering green mountains.
The setting sun sinks little by little to the ground. From this angle, the back of the mountain can be vaguely seen, revealing a corner of the sea.
The waves sparkled like broken gold.
"Old Xu,"
Zhao Duan sat on the round stool in front of the window, holding his chin with his hands, looking at the scenery outside, letting the wind lift his messy hair: "I probably understand now, why do you have to go up the mountain again and again? But... let's just say, can't you bring a weapon or something?
We are going to challenge, not to be beaten. If you have a warrior's heart, you will not be beaten...
You see, other warriors go up the mountain with swords in their hands, but you...are so stupid that you use your bare fists. If you don't get beaten, who will get beaten? Are you stupid? "
Behind him, in the bathtub.
The rugged man with disheveled hair soaked in the medicinal soup leaned his head against the edge of the tub, his eyelids not open.
The thick beard on his lower jaw moved and he said hoarsely: "I have weapons."
"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Zhao Duan turned his head and looked at him curiously.
Lao Xu opened his eyes and motioned to the two of them for their luggage.
Zhao Duan stood up quickly and picked up the big bag that Lao Xu had always carried with him since the desert.
"Open it." Lao Xu said.
Zhao Duan untied his trousers and actually pulled out a weapon from inside.
It was slender and wrapped in rags. He quickly untied it and couldn't help but be stunned.
The room suddenly lit up for a moment.
There was actually a sword wrapped in the robe.
A sword with a long and slender handle, densely covered with dark red patterns on the blade, made of an unknown metal, and an extremely sharp edge.
Without the scabbard, there is just a lonely sword.
The wind blew by, and a piece of Zhao Duan's hair fell off, gently floating on the sword blade, and was instantly broken into two pieces.
Lao Xu stretched out his hand and held the sword in Zhao Duan's hand. It suddenly trembled slightly, then turned over on its own, and fell into the rough palm of Taizu who was sitting in the bathtub.
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, because just now, he vaguely saw Old Xu Qihai Dantian, with a vague dragon shape faintly showing through the skin.
It is somewhat similar to the dragon soul in his body at this moment...
Yes, the so-called dragon soul was originally the condensed inner strength of Emperor Taizu.
It is also said in the biography that Taizu Taizu of Dayu measured the earth with his feet and walked through the mountains and seas before he developed a breath of Xuanhuang Qi.
For no reason, he realized something in his heart.
"You have a sword, why don't you use it?" Zhao Duan couldn't help but say.
Lao Xu raised his head and glanced at him.
At this moment, Taizu Dayu in the scroll was as vivid as a living person. His slightly stiff face showed a human expression for the first time, as if he was alive at this moment.
"Because at this moment, I don't have this sword."
Lao Xu casually threw the sword back to Zhao Duan. Under his thick beard, his lips seemed to be smiling:
"Give it to you."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then asked by mistake: "What is it called?"
"The name of the sword is Tai'a."
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outside world.
Just as Zhao Duan fell into memories, he quietly stirred up the sleeping dragon soul in Qi Hai Dantian.
A corner of the palace, the deepest part of the magnificent Ancestral Temple.
In the middle of the main hall, the tombs of the emperors of the Yu Dynasty are enshrined.
A dark sword box suddenly vibrated.
"Crash..."
Immediately afterwards, the huge table filled with spiritual tablets began to shake, the candlesticks swayed, and the curtains swayed.
One by one, the souls fell down.
"Bang!"
The dark sword box suddenly opened. Inside the wooden box covered with bright yellow silk, the Tai'a sword, worn by Emperor Taizu of Dayu and the divine weapon of the Xu royal family, seemed to feel an invisible call.
It flew out on its own, broke through the roof, pierced a big hole, turned into a stream of light, rose from the ground, swept out of the entire palace, and flew in a certain direction.
"What's going on?!"
The Imperial Guards stationed in the Imperial Ancestral Temple were shocked and rushed over immediately. However, they could only see a dazzling golden stream of light cutting through the sky in the gloomy sky.
"Taizu's sword!"
"Quickly report to Your Majesty that Tai'a Sword has flown away!"
In the palace, there was chaos.
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"Hey, what's going on? Do you still want to fight?"
"Yeah, why did Zhao Yanwang close his eyes and stop moving?"
"Could it be some kind of invisible soul fighting technique? We can't see it?"
Around the ring, the huge crowd gradually began to make noise.
Unfortunately, because the sound was weakened, the previous conversation between the two people on the field was not heard by the people, so it was particularly puzzling.
"Brother, why aren't you moving? Are you adjusting your breath and inner energy?"
Zhao Pan had a serious expression and tried to analyze it with his extremely limited martial arts knowledge.
Eugene Hua just stared nervously. Hearing this, he looked to his side. The lady who seemed to understand very well tried to ask.
But the other party also shook his head, his expression blank.
"Master Zhao, what are you doing?"
An official couldn't help but said, "Aren't we going to fight? Whether we are going to fight or not? It's been so long..."
Many people were confused and irritated at the same time. The expected fight between the two sides never took place.
I thought I was going to take action, but something like this happened again.
"This is……"
Mo Chou looked at Eunuch Hai and Xue Shence in confusion, asking for help from these two powerful men in the court.
Xue Shence, who had sharp ears and eyes, heard the conversation coming out of the mask and forcefully explained: "Master Zhao seems to be waiting for weapons. Maybe someone will bring them to him."
This Privy Councilor really couldn't figure it out.
However, at this time, the old eunuch in python robe suddenly raised his head.
The gray hair danced in the wind, and a pair of old eyes suddenly bloomed with a penetrating pure light. For an instant, they entered an extremely vigilant posture.
The next second, Xue Shence's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the palace.
The defense machine raised its head.
Gongshu Tianyuan and Jin Jian also suddenly stood up.
At this moment, many strong men in the field turned their heads first and looked into the distance in shock, and then countless people also exclaimed:
"What is that?!"
In the arena.
Crossing his arms, he felt irritable and already a little impatient. Tianhai, who was about to urge him, suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head in horror.
In his pupils, a gloomy dense cloud was clearly reflected, as well as the golden light that suddenly lit up at the end of the stacked dark clouds caused by the continuous autumn rain and cut through the sky at a terrifying speed!
At that moment, a golden light burst through the sky, accompanied by a dull sound of "rumbling" through the sky.
With unparalleled power, in an instant, he crashed into the light barrier blocking the arena.
The protective shield that could weaken and block the power of the "Worldly Realm" first dimmed for a moment, then flashed crazily dozens of times in an instant, and then collapsed!
Soon, there was a series of electric-like explosions.
Along with the broken mask of light, strong winds swept up and the flags trembled. The people around were terrified and ran away with their heads in their hands.
On both sides of the arena.
Countless people stood up in astonishment at Tianshi Mansion, Shenlong Temple, and in the stands where high-ranking officials and ministers were present!
Eyes widened.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Duan, who had his eyes closed and was deep in thought, had raised his hand and opened his fingers to make a virtual fist.
In the palm of his hand, there was an unparalleled heavy sword.
Sword name: Tai'a
Zhao Duan stood in the strong wind, opened his eyes, looked at the frightened little monk Tianhai opposite, smiled and said: "The weapon I borrowed is here."
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ps: I'm a little afraid to click the publish button. I can already imagine the unhappy expressions of readers, but I really don't have any water (crying)
I'm weighing it over and over again, should I write this paragraph first, then type it, or type it first... ...At the end of the fight, summon the Tai'a sword again... In fact, the latter one has more dramatic tension, but the former one is more logical, so I spent a chapter to summon it first and then fight.
There is no need to wait for the next chapter. I will try to stay up late to write and see how many words I can write. Readers will read it tomorrow morning.
(End of chapter)