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Chapter 84 Sword God
"As long as you don't win Guo Xiang and Li Mochou, the chances are close to half."

Zheng Ming calculated silently in his heart.

Start calling!
The turntable turned slowly, and then it became a blurry scene.

It lasted about ten seconds, and the speed of the turntable slowed down.

"Let's be a good character!" Zheng Ming said nervously.

Slowly, slowly, the turntable stopped.

Zheng Ming was stunned when he saw the result.Then the young face was full of excitement and joy.

"Sword God Ximen Chuixue!"

Ximen Chuixue, the peerless sword god in "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", is based on the world with his superb swordsmanship.

Zheng Ming looked at the enlarged image of the character, and the whole person fell into ecstasy.

At this moment, he suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Who else!"

If it wasn't for Lian Xing by his side, he would have jumped up and shouted towards the sky.

After finally calming down his excitement, he opened Ximen Chuixue's property page.

Summoned character: Ximen Chuixue

Cultivation: late master stage.

Skills practiced: Kendo
Equip: Black Sheathed Sword

Potential: three stars
Loyalty: 80
Implanted identity: The owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa in Western Beijing Province of Dali Dynasty. 20 years ago, he left Wanmei Villa and traveled overseas in order to pursue kendo.

Remarks: The original owner of Wanmei Villa died 20 years ago, and now there is no Wanmei Villa in the world.

Regarding the implanted identity, Zheng Ming just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

According to the consistent urine nature of the system, the less impact of the implanted identity, the better.

That is to give an identity, so that the summoned character has a reasonable origin, and it will not affect too much.

Therefore, it is not incomprehensible for the system to arrange for Ximen Chuuxue to have a background of traveling overseas for 20 years.

But when Zheng Ming saw Ximen Chuixue's cultivation, the excitement in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Hemp egg!

Master late!

This is too rude.

As expected of the sword god!
His hands were shaking with excitement.

The Grandmaster tier is divided into four levels: early, middle, late, and peak. Zheng Ming doesn't know the specifics very well, but he knows one thing, that is, there is a huge gap between each level.

He estimated that Ximen Chuixue's strength should be enough to kill Lian Xing in seconds.

"Calm down, calm down..."

He was silent in his heart.

In the later period of the master's cultivation, the swordsmanship was enlightened, and such a character was actually summoned by him.

Now that he can sit still is considered calm.

Just when Zheng Ming was excited, the guards of the palace ran to Zheng Ming to report that someone outside the door was asking to see him.

"Ximen Chuixue pays homage to His Highness."

The long body is upright, and the white clothes are better than snow, but the sword hanging around his waist is black, pitch-black, long and narrow, and ancient.

Obviously standing quietly, but it gives people a feeling of being at a high altitude.

Zheng Ming saw a loneliness in him, a lingering loneliness.

The heart of seeking the Tao will not die, and the heart of arrogance will not die of loneliness.

Is this the Sword God?

Zheng Ming looked at him blankly.

"Xi, Mr. Simon, please get up." He stammered.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Ximen Chuixue straightened up and stood quietly in front of Zheng Ming, with no emotion in his eyes.

Facing such a character, Zheng Ming felt a lot of pressure.

The excitement just now disappeared without a trace, and there was only a coldness in my heart.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is what I summoned and won't beat me, Ami Head Buddha!"

He comforted himself in his heart.

The expression of Lian Xing next to her changed slightly, her delicate face was covered with frost, and she watched Ximen Chuixue vigilantly.

She felt a threat, a deadly threat.

It was a feeling she had never felt before.

It seemed that as long as she made a move, she would inevitably turn into a cold corpse.

"Mr. Ximen, please sit down, you are a little scary looking like this." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

Ximen looked up at him, the breath on his body suddenly softened a lot.

"It's my fault, please forgive me."

As a summoning character, he is loyal enough to Zheng Ming, but he is shy by nature, and he is stern.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Ming breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Ximen, let's sit down and talk, Lianxing, you also sit down." Zheng Ming also resumed his calm.

Afterwards, the three sat opposite each other, and Lian Xing made tea for them.

"What does Mr. Ximen want to do next?" Zheng Ming asked softly.

If it is an ordinary person, he will arrange it directly, but Sword God is different.

The strong need respect.

Ximen Chuixue sat cross-legged on the heated kang, with a slender body like a statue.

"But please order, Your Highness!"

Zheng Ming heard the words, and there was more joy in his eyes.

He was really afraid that this Sword God would find an old forest in the mountains to practice kendo.

Fortunately, Sword God gives face.

But then he was a little embarrassed.

He didn't know how to arrange this Sword God.

It's too wasteful to keep it around, and it doesn't seem to be useful to keep it outside.

Doing some mundane things with the temperament of the Sword God is definitely not acceptable.

This sword god seems to know nothing but kendo and murder.

Do you want to find him two apprentices?
The disciples trained in the swordsmanship of the Sword God are definitely not ordinary people.

Just when Zheng Ming was thinking about how to arrange Ximen Chuixue, the black devil suddenly came to meet him.

"Meet Your Highness!"

The black devil walked into the study and saw Ximen Chuixue for a moment, and then he paid homage to Zheng Ming.

Although he couldn't see Ximen Chuixue's cultivation, the temperament of Ximen Chuixue was too obvious to be ignored.

"What happened again?" Zheng Ming asked casually.

"His Royal Highness, Jin Yiwei from the Great Zhou Dynasty has received news that the Blue Mountain Sect seems to be looking for justice and revenge recently." The black demon said softly.

"Seeking revenge! Sure enough, if you fight a snake, you will suffer from it." Zheng Ming said with a frown.

Years ago, Yihetang extorted 2 million taels of silver from Lanshanzong. Lanshanzong couldn't swallow this breath and wanted to get it back.

"They solved Zuodu Island?" he asked again.

The black devil said: "No, it is said that the Daikin government came forward to mediate, and the two sides temporarily put down their grievances."

Zheng Ming lowered his head in thought.

Without the restraint of Zuodu Island, the Blue Mountain Sect now has time to clean up the Yihe Hall.

With the strength of the Blue Mountain Sect, Yihetang is definitely not an opponent.

However, Zheng Ming is not afraid of the Blue Mountain Sect. With two Grandmasters in hand, a small Blue Mountain Sect is nothing.

And he also wanted to solve the trouble of Blue Mountain Sect.

Now Shanhai County has opened up the route between the Eastern Ying Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Needless to say, the Eastern Ying Dynasty, Yuhuatian and Lichuan were very good at stirring up the muddy water.

Although the scale of sea trade in the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as good as that of the Dongying Dynasty, it has already entered the right track. It can go back and forth twice a month, and at the same time, it has also found two regular cooperative merchants.

Only because of the Blue Mountain Sect's relationship with the Golden Dynasty, the sea trade was directly interrupted.

For Shanhai County, Dajin Dynasty is not only a broad market, but also a source of goods, and it is an important part of Zheng Ming's sea trade plan.

Therefore, sooner or later, he has to solve the trouble of the Blue Mountain Sect.

(End of this chapter)