My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 54 What? ! !
Of course, Dad didn't let Qin Shoucheng bray like a donkey.

Those are just the nonsense of young and ignorant people.

He just wanted to invite the father and daughter to have a simple meal, but was rejected.

Leaving behind Zeng Shilin and Zeng Anmin were a lonely back.

However, Zeng Anmin did not take Qin Shoucheng's visit to heart.

He has always been resentful towards Qin Shoucheng.

Everyone in the academy could guess that there was something fishy behind Zhang Lun's death.

As the dean and a great scholar of the holy dynasty, how could Qin Shoucheng not know?
After he sent Aunt Zhang away with just a few words.

Zeng Anmin knew that he and everyone in the Water Supervisor College were not the same kind of people.

"Dachun, go back to the government office!"

Zeng Anmin shouted.

"Let's go!!"

…………

After Zeng Anmin solved the case of Prince Jiang's rebellion, his name became known to everyone in the entire Xuan Jing Division.

Even now, the entire Fengqi Road officialdom has heard of him.

When he brought Dachun into the gate of Xuan Jingsi.

Everyone who saw him was extremely respectful.

The respect shown to him in the past was because he was the son of the Governor.

Now, being respectful to him is mixed with some other meanings.

Enter the room.

Zeng Anmin sent Dachun and all the underground yamen runners away in the name of investigating the case.

I sat quietly in a chair, closing my eyes and meditating.

The sword technique that Nan gave him emerged in his mind.

"Three Slashes of Eternal Night."

The sword techniques were in the form of three patterns, which he drew on the back of the virtual image of the dragon diagram in the Purple Palace.

These three pictures are the visualization records of "Three Slashes of Eternal Night".

Kanlongtu has a private chat function.

He only knew about this function after Nan had finished drawing the three pictures.

If it weren't for this knife skill, he probably would never have thought of trying the private chat function.

but……

Zeng Anmin felt that even if they didn't have a private chat, with Dao and Huang being so proud, they wouldn't care about this martial art that only warriors could practice.

"The one who cuts one is called Hai."

"Kill both of them, they are my sons."

"To kill three is considered ugly."

There are only so many words that can match the pattern.

That is the word used to describe these three cuts.

Only three swords?
In his sea of ​​consciousness, Zeng Anmin's gaze was completely immersed in these three pictures.

The pattern is very simple, a little man holding a knife.

The first one is the downward chopping posture.

The second one is a horizontal split.

The third picture returned to the vertical split, but unlike the first one, the eyes of the little man in the third picture were scarlet.

Sword skills...

Zeng Anmin gently extended his hand.

The colorful short axe hanging above the Purple Palace made a buzzing sound as if it heard a call.

Slowly floated into his hands.

As soon as I picked up the short axe, I felt a sense of blood connection.

Although the knife and the hatchet are different in shape, their uses are roughly the same.

Moreover, each of the "Three Slashes of Eternal Night" is a chopping action, which fits perfectly with the axe.

This also greatly reduced the risk of his true identity being exposed in Nan.

"Whoo~"

He breathed a sigh of relief, his mind cleared of all distracting thoughts.

The phoenix eyes fall on the first picture.

His whispers echoed in the purple mansion space.

"If one is cut off, it will be a pig."

The hour of Hai, the night before, from 9 to 10 pm.

It had just gotten dark for a while.

But at this time, the streets at night were empty.

There were only the occasional barking of dogs and the chirping of unknown insects.

If you draw your sword at this moment, it must be done silently.

Suddenly obtained.

Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes.

The martial arts true energy in the body was like boiling water, flowing through the meridians.

With the support of [high-end military force].

The axe he swung carried with it a majestic, ancient, and vast aura.

That is the oppression brought by the arrival of the Ancestral Dragon!
However, this oppression was restrained by the strange mark left by the axe, and its edge was completely hidden.

The axe seemed to transcend time. Its movement was not fast, but it arrived quietly in the blink of an eye.

Cut it all with one axe.

A cold light cut through the sky.

The might of the Ancestral Dragon that had just been restrained could no longer be concealed and suddenly exploded. "Ang~!!!"

Far away at the end of time, it seemed as if a dragon's roar was heard.

"boom!!!"

Zeng Anmin’s almond-shaped eyes widened.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

It was a look of bloodlust and cruelty.

"sharp!!!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the table in front of him.

He was breathing heavily.

"Huchi~huchi~"

At this time, the martial arts energy in his body had been completely drained.

I couldn't even muster the strength to move my fingers.

However, there was a hint of relief on his face.

Fortunately, I didn’t practice secretly in the house just now, but chose to practice in the Purple Mansion Space.

Otherwise, the noise and damage caused will definitely expose one's identity!
"call……"

He slowly stood up, walked to the washbasin, reached out and gently touched the cool water in the basin to cover his face.

The cool water stimulated his skin and eliminated some of his fatigue.

"This……"

He looked at the bronze mirror in front of the shelf.

In the bronze mirror, there was his handsome face that looked as if it had been cut by a knife.

But those phoenix eyes were red, and the cruelty and bloodiness contained in them made his handsome face look extremely weird.

"Three Swords of Eternal Night... Is this the side effect that Nan mentioned?"

Zeng Anmin seemed to be thinking about something, and he slowly looked at his gold finger panel.

[Unyielding Martial God: Immune to all spirit and mental attacks. ]

He looked astonished.

This sword technique is indeed extremely powerful.

I think if I didn't have this entry... I would probably not be able to escape the influence of the sword's intent on my mental state.

He was extremely grateful.

Fortunately, I am a wall-hanger.

…………

Night slowly fell.

Zeng Anmin and Dachun were riding their horses and strolling on the street.

At this time, the people on the street have already returned home one after another.

There are almost no people left.

"Da da da~"

Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounds.

Ok?
It's so late, no common people would dare to ride a horse at full speed.

Anyone who dares to do this is either a thief or an official.

Zeng Anmin looked up subconsciously.

The commander of the Xuan Jing Division, Wang Deli, was sweating profusely and swinging the whip in his hand with a flushed face.

"All outsiders, please get out of the way!!!"

There was a shocking force like thunder in Wang Deli's voice.

The fast horse rushed past Zeng Anmin at a high speed like a gust of wind.

Zeng Anmin frowned.

He heard urgency and a hint of uneasiness in Wang Deli's voice...

A bad premonition flickered in his heart.

Wang Deli, the chief commander of the Xuankansi in Liangjiang County, is a warrior at the Lianxi realm.

Known as the best warrior in Liangjiang.

What made him so anxious?

"Uncle Wang, why are you in such a hurry?!"

He instantly increased the speed of his horse, caught up with Wang Deli, and asked.

Wang Deli, who was concentrating on riding a horse, heard a familiar voice, turned to look at Zeng Anmin, revealing his original rough face.

Beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping from his forehead, and he no longer had the naive look of the past.

Only tension and solemnity remain:

"Lord Jiang, he's gone."

His voice wasn't loud, but it couldn't cover up the clatter of galloping horses on the ground.

Just five words, but it was like thunder! !

"What?!!!"

Zeng Anmin's phoenix eyes suddenly widened and he shouted hoarsely:
"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him the whole day? How come he disappeared right under your nose?!"

"I don't know. I was watching him the whole time. Besides, the guards of Xuanjing Division surrounded the entire Jiang Palace so tightly that not even a bird could fly out..."

When Wang Deli said this, he was as helpless as a child and his lips were trembling.

He was confused and a little scared.

Although his name is Wang Deli, he was guilty of poor guarding this time.

If something really happens because of this, he cannot escape the blame!
After hearing this, Zeng Anmin's mind was instantly filled with a thousand thoughts.

Dog King Jiang, do you want to play escape room for me?

interesting!
There was a very cold look in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

(End of this chapter)