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Chapter 155: Divine Weapon Treasure, Midnight Visitor

Scarlet Sky Sword.

Eight hundred years ago, the Red Emperor held this sword and whipped the world. It was a symbol of the royal family.

However, only symbols remain.

No one else can pick up this magical weapon.

Those ordinary officials and nobles turned their eyes away, not daring to look at this divine weapon. It seemed that the edge under the scabbard was still sharp and could cut their eyes. Emperor Chen looked at the sword, pretending to be ordinary, and said with a gentle smile:
"He can travel the world with the Red Emperor Sword, just like the Emperor himself."

"The Kingdom of Chen is fortunate to see the glory of this sword."

He had no intention of touching the sword.

There was still a fiery look in the eyes of the others, and they couldn't help but have the illusion of walking forward and drawing the sword in front of everyone; but Emperor Chen, Prince Ying, Yuwen Lie, Tan Tai Xian Ming, and Xue Daoyong understood at the first moment that this sword was the bait.

The world has been in turmoil for more than three hundred years.

Before Ying and Chen, Wei and Liang had already violated the etiquette of the emperor.

Emperor Wu of Chen and the founding father of Ying State both destroyed these two countries by clearing the court and eliminating rebellion, but they themselves received the etiquette of the emperor. All the countries had a territory of tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers, the strongest army in the world, and top generals.

But the emperor of Zhongzhou is only eight hundred miles away.

It was also sandwiched between two warring states with a territory of tens of thousands of miles and hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers.

The emperor's etiquette has long been unrecognized by other countries.

But the academy still recognizes the Scarlet Sky Sword.

The Scarlet Sky Sword still has a symbolic meaning.

This sword has a charm that is like destiny.

A kind of weight in the eyes of the people.

But who dares to touch it?

If only Ying or Chen was left at this moment, the Scarlet Sky Sword would have belonged to that country. But now there are two countries checking and balancing each other. If the ruler of one country takes the Scarlet Sky Sword, the ruler of the other country will surely write a manifesto and spread it to the world, strangling him in the name of disrespect.

This is the bait, and whoever bites the hook will be at a disadvantage in the struggle for supremacy in the world.

Unless the Chixiao Sword can be awakened.

Otherwise, the academy would immediately deviate to another country and help him strangle the country that captured Chi Xiao.

I know that I do not respect the emperor, and you also know that I do not respect the emperor.

But we can't tear our faces apart on this matter.

Emperor Chen looked at the sword and couldn't help but feel envious of the hero who came from a humble background but conquered the world. He sighed in his heart.

The remaining power of the Red Emperor is still strong.

Even though it has been eight hundred years since his legend, people today still consider themselves to be the subjects of the Red Emperor. At this time, someone stole the sacred artifact, a country sent troops to attack, and people's hearts were in turmoil.

When Chi Xiao travels around the world, the heroes of the world will give this thing away with great respect, and some will not wait to throw it away immediately.

If one's virtue does not match his position, he will suffer misfortune.

When you are already the master of the world, Chi Xiao will come; but when the world is not yet settled, Chi Xiao will be the source of great disaster!

There is no benefit in taking Chixiao.

And whoever kills the person who stole Chixiao will be given the title of "the righteous one who gained the country".

It can be said that Emperor Chen and Emperor Ying not only cannot take the sword, but also have to protect it.

Once this sword is used, the world will be peaceful for several years.

Moreover, considering Si Wei's arrogance, this sword must be the real Chi Xiao, but the sword must also have the formation of the world's number one man. Chen Huang and Yuwen Lie knew the ability of the world's number one madman. He was absolutely confident to the point of being arrogant, believing that he was capable of opening the mother-child formation in an instant.

Then he moved the sword from Jiangzhou City to his own hands.

Si Wei must be in this State of Chen.

"One sword confuses two countries, and a ritual weapon kills the world."

"If this strategy doesn't cause chaos in the world, it will extend the life of the world for a few more years. It's a risky move, but it will firmly capture people's hearts..."

Si Wei, ah Si Wei.

What a lunatic!

Emperor Chen lowered his eyes slightly, feeling secretly resentful for a moment. Those who left their names in the academy were either extreme, arrogant, or reserved, but none of them were ordinary people; they were all extraordinary people.

It would be great if we could recruit such people under our command!
Emperor Chen sighed.

If I could bring you under my command, I would devote my whole heart and soul to you and would never betray you.

But there is another reason for all of this. When I heard the sound of the Chixiao sword, if the world was in chaos and someone imitated the Chidi of the past, rose up with a sword and conquered the world, then naturally the people would be with him. Why couldn't I be such a person?

I am here, and the sword comes to me. Is this destiny?

This thought appeared in an instant. It came from the instinctive desire and longing in his heart. It was burning and intense. However, Emperor Chen looked at the sword and smiled.

He allowed the desire to rise and he allowed the desire to subside.

Then he looked away.

He calmly moved away from the imperial sword, no longer having any greed.

No matter whether it is conspiracy, open plot, deep or decisive, the emperor is still the emperor after all.

He saw Ying State Prince Jiang Gao staring at the Chixiao Sword.

The second prince Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, was carefree and unrestrained. He went to look for beauties to drink with, not caring about the sword at all.

Ji Yanzhong, the uncle of the Emperor of Zhongzhou, watched all this happen calmly. He knew that it was a conspiracy to pacify the world, so he gave this sword away. Even though the Emperor smashed the thousand-year-old jade in anger, he accepted Si Wei's plan after he calmed down.

This could extend the life of Zhongzhou for several years.

Five years!

At least five years!

But this is also a double conspiracy.

Because even the angry and depressed Emperor of Zhongzhou knew that extending the life of Zhongzhou was just a superficial appearance; Si Wei's real purpose was to let the sword find its true owner, and the royal family in this place had the same interests as the emperor.

A disciple from the academy's school of diplomacy arrived, and within a stick of incense, he made the royal family abandon the emperor.

"What you need is the bloodline of the Ji family and the glory of Zhongzhou."

'After Chi Xiao finds his master, he will take him in as a member of the Ji clan, and marry him to a daughter of the Zong clan. This will ensure that the bloodline continues, and there will be a master to revive the dynasty. You will all be able to go down in history. Why would you refuse such a good thing?'

"Would you rather be a corrupt official or a loyal minister to the ruler who is bringing about the revival of the country?"

Before the incense stick was lit, the masters and elders were so excited that they drew their swords and were ready to fight to the death with the academy.

After an incense stick of time, they entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony, bowed and saluted, and asked His Majesty to allow the Chixiao Sword to travel around the world.

Ji Yanzhong closed his eyes. The old man sighed in his heart, feeling dejected, and recalled what happened at that time.

The boy was only seventeen years old, and he talked and laughed naturally and casually, already capable of moving the tide.

But that young man is only ranked fifth among the five contemporary strategists of the Zongheng family!

Si Wei, the master of the five fortune telling, the six palace masters, Gongyang Suwang, the three secluded sects, the master of the martial arts world.

Divine generals roamed the world, magic tricks were used, and martial arts legends watched from the sidelines outside the mundane world.

Why is the world becoming as bustling as it was eight hundred years ago?

When Ji Yanzhong drank, he felt as if he was out of this world.

He could feel that this strategy was just putting a lid on a boiling pot, which might explode at any time. He heard that the three secular sects also had disciples entering the secular world. Among them, Po Jun from the stargazing sect was a genius who made the five great fortune tellers cry when he was young.

No, the oldest among the Zongheng disciples is not inferior to Pojun in strategy.

The young Pojun at that time did not say anything.

So he grabbed a bamboo stick and beat the senior sister who was so powerful that she cried.

Then he threw down the bamboo pole, clapped his hands and said.

This is also a strategy.

The strategist is too weak, I will not join your sect and will leave.

They are the strongest generation in the past eight hundred years.

The Red Emperor opened up that prosperous period in an era when heroes emerged in large numbers. Now, will his legend also end in another prosperous era? Ji Yanzhong was drinking, and he suddenly asked, "I heard there will be a grand festival competition final tomorrow?"

Emperor Chen smiled and nodded.

Ji Yanzhong patted the sword box and said, "The great sacrifice of the State of Chen, where martial arts are used to honor the ancestors, I am here, so I have to take a look."

"Tomorrow's big festival."

"I will hold this ritual instrument and watch the martial arts together!"

“It’s as if the Red Emperor has come here in person to watch the martial arts of our younger generations!” The lively atmosphere of the banquet suddenly became solemn.

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Li Guanyi didn't know about the banquet over there because an unexpected guest came to find him.

Little Sword Master, Xu Huiyang.

When Li Guanyi returned to his courtyard, the young sword master was already sitting there quietly, with a gentle and peaceful expression, calmly watching a fallen leaf flying down, as if he had merged with the entire courtyard. Such a foundation and state of mind were far superior to Chen Yuyun.

"Brother Li is here."

Xu Huiyang stood up, and Li Guanyi returned the greeting. After exchanging pleasantries, they sat down and chatted for a while before getting to the point. Xu Huiyang held the tea and said, "I'm leaving here."

Li Guanyi was slightly surprised.

The young swordsman smiled slightly and said, "I am only staying in Chen State temporarily."

"I am here to support the prince at his invitation. At the same time, I can browse various sword manuals. Now three years have passed. It is time for me to leave as promised by my grandfather. But before I leave, I have something to ask Brother Li."

"Brother Li, you broke my heart sword, do you understand the way of the sword?"

Li Guanyi thought for a moment, looked at the little swordsman in front of him, and said, "I don't understand the way of the sword."

"But when I was 'traveling', I heard a gentleman talk about how he divided swords into three types: the emperor's sword, the princes' sword, and the common people's sword."

Xu Huiyang pondered and said, "Brother Li, please tell me in detail."

Li Guanyi said: "The sword of the emperor has the border city as the tip, the mountains and rivers as the edge, the Ying State as the spine, the Chen State as the hilt, the Central Plains as the fence, surrounding the four barbarians, wrapped in the four seasons, surrounded by the Bohai Sea, and belted by the Changshan Mountains; it is regulated by the Five Elements, discussed by punishment and virtue; it is opened by yin and yang, maintained by spring and autumn, and implemented by autumn and winter."

"This sword is straight and unparalleled, it can be raised to the highest level, it can be placed at the lowest level, it can move without distractions, it can cut through the clouds above and break the earth below. Once this sword is used, the princes will be in harmony and the whole world will be convinced."

Xu Huiyang pondered for a long time and said, "I think the swords of the princes should be based on Chen, or should be the main one."

Li Guanyi said, "Yes."

So Xu Huiyang said, "Then please don't say anything, Brother Li."

"Please tell me about the sword of the common people."

He is decisive.

Li Guanyi said: "That gentleman said, the sword of the common people, with disheveled hair, protruding buns, long tassels, short clothes at the back, angry eyes and difficult words. If they hit each other in front, the neck will be cut off and the liver and lungs will be cut off. The sword of the common people is no different from a fighting cock. Once the life is gone, it is useless for state affairs."

Xu Huiyang remained silent, then he smiled slightly, pressed his sword, and said: "This is the way to persuade the princes and kings, not the way of swords. It seems to be to persuade the kings not to indulge in swords."

Li Guanyi saw him stand up, thought for a moment, and said, "Actually, I think there is a fourth kind of sword."

Xu Huiyang was curious and asked, "What is it?"

Li Guanyi was silent for a long time. He said, "I don't know how to explain it to you..." Xu Huiyang looked at Li Guanyi, thinking of what he saw and heard during the battle between the heart and the sword. He said, "Maybe I know."

"You can't tell me about this sword. I already know what Brother Li is thinking."

"It's nothing more than killing the king with one sword."

"It's nothing more than a sword to save the people."

The young swordsman spoke out what was in Li Guanyi's mind, and then said, "So, I feel that the commoner's sword mentioned by that gentleman is not right. Speaking of which, I have observed Brother Li's state of mind. In the past two days, I have realized a new sword. Brother Li has a poem, 'It takes ten years to sharpen a sword, but the frosty blade has never been tested.'"

"I will show you today."

"I will let Brother Li see this sword today."

He held the sword but did not draw it out of the scabbard. He straightened his back and said slowly:
"It is the vanguard of the people and the general trend of the world. It strikes the emperor and kills the princes. When the righteous are angry, the whole world is in mourning. It saves the living and the dying. A rainbow pierces the sun and a comet hits the moon. It is the general trend of the world and the spirit between people. It all depends on this sword."

"I have this sword, no one cares about the princes!"

"Even if I die, I can still change the world."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if it is useless for state affairs. I just love swords in this life."

"This is the sword of the knight."

A surge of sword intent, clear and brilliant, even stronger than when Li Guanyi fought him.

In just two days, it transformed again.

Xu Huiyang even showed the changes in his sword intent directly to Li Guanyi, as if he was planning to teach Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi looked at the young swordsman in front of him and felt that there were indeed many monsters in the world.

The latter smiled and explained: "I have learned something from Brother Li's heart. Before, I practiced swordsmanship based on Confucianism and Taoism. Now, I want to find the Mohist school and the Mohist sword. Before I leave, I will convey this sword spirit to Brother Li."

"I am here to say goodbye today. I don't know when we will meet again."

"Then you and I can use this sword power to spar with each other and see our respective understandings."

"I think this will definitely allow us to take our sword skills one step further and see the scenery further."

He is truly loyal to the sword.

Li Guanyi looked at this outstanding swordsman of the younger generation and nodded in agreement:
"it is good!"

"Thank you for your trust."

"No matter how far apart we are, we will meet again."

Xu Huiyang smiled carefreely and said, "Oh, by the way, if Brother Li can get the highest ranking, remember to get something when you go to the cabinet. It's a bronze as big as a stone tablet. There is a record of martial arts on it, but martial arts is not the point."

"As far as I know, the bronze contains a fist-sized piece of [Western Innate Geng Gold]."

"That is enough material to forge mysterious and divine weapons."

"Just consider this news as a gift for Brother Li's victory."

Xu Huiyang's mind was clear and he spoke out the matter directly.

With such understanding and character, Li Guanyi suddenly understood why he was valued by the Palace Master of the Academy. He sent the young Sword Saint out. When he left, Xu Huiyang said:

"After I meet the Mohist disciples, I will probably go to Jiangnan. Sixty years ago, my grandfather had his third sword fight with two seniors, Gongyang Suwang and Jian Kuang. They found that they knew each other too well. When it didn't involve their lives, sword fighting was boring. It was just like fighting with themselves."

"So we agreed to a sixty-year agreement to train our children and the younger generation, and then decide the winner."

"I am nineteen years old this year, but I already have a twenty-nine-year-old brother. His physique is not much worse than mine, but he has practiced martial arts ten years more than me, and is much stronger than me."

"My grandfather said that the world would not tolerate Murong Longtu, but he didn't care about the world. If Chen and Ying came to disrupt the situation, he wouldn't mind fighting the cavalry with the sword saint and the sword maniac before he died. So this battle is still in the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan."

"If Brother Li is interested, you can go then. Xu Huiyang will prepare a bed for you."

"The road is long, but I hope to meet you again."

"Farewell."

Xu Huiyang smiled and bowed, then left in a carefree and unhurried manner.

Li Guanyi is his rival, but it is hard for him to feel any resentment towards such an opponent.

However, the battle between the Sword Saint and the Sword Madman in the Eighteen States of Jiangnan...

Li Guanyi lowered his eyes, perhaps they would meet again.

He paced back and thought of the fourth sword that Xu Huiyang had determined and suddenly realized from "Zhuang Zhou On Sword", the sword of the knight. He remained silent for a long time, feeling that what Xu Huiyang said was indeed refreshing, but not what he had in mind. The young man held a branch and chopped it randomly.

Finally, he imitated three-quarters of the charm of Xu Huiyang's sword.

It will never happen again, and a feeling of depression rises.

Li Guanyi picked up a branch and started writing in the yard. From here he could faintly hear the singing, dancing and piano music from the imperial palace. He thought of Emperor Chen, Jiang Gao, and even the princes, generals and all kinds of people under their command.

I saw the sword of the chivalrous Xu Huiyang again, and I was full of vigor and anger. I couldn't help but express it.

Then the young man swung his sword and swept it out, causing the pond to surge.

"I have a sword..."

Li Guanyi swung his sword and wrote the words.

Please all the kings and heroes in the world die!
The sword intent takes shape, full of excitement.

Li Guanyi exhaled, and erased the line of wild and arrogant words. At this moment, the words he said were just like a child's whisper. He just kept them in his heart. Suddenly, he felt the breath released deliberately by someone.

The ripples in the pond that had been stirred by the sword energy calmed down again.

It was even covered with a thin layer of ice. The leaves falling in the wind seemed to be solidified. In the end, the fallen leaves were like hanging silver threads, tied by the trees. It was as beautiful as the scenery of the Moon Palace. Even the embryonic form of sword intent that Li Guanyi had just comprehended was solidified.

Such martial arts, such means, and yet there is no malicious intent.

Li Guan, the young talent who was just full of enthusiasm, paused and turned around.

Head up.

The smile on her face is bright, pure, harmless and well-behaved.

"Aunt Qingyan!"

(End of this chapter)