Royal Guard

Chapter 121 Gift of the Knife
Hanyue, like a knife but not a sword, is about forty centimeters long. The bamboo flute is thick and thin, the metal composition is unknown, double-edged, the tip is slightly curved, and the color of black steel.

The body of the sword comes with a huge evil spirit and cold energy. It is said that it can absorb the essence of the moon, so it is called the cold moon.

Huo Laodao held the blade of the cold moon, his long hair fluttered without wind, and the humming sound of the sword body was terrifying and piercing. In just a moment, Jiang Hailong seemed to have fallen into a bottomless ice cave. Restless.

"This sword's killing karma is too heavy, and its evil spirit is overwhelming. It is a rare and famous blade." Huo Laodao worked a little, and his divine sense suddenly left the sword body, and Han Yue gradually calmed down. The evil spirit disappeared, and the murderous spirit disappeared. An ordinary short dagger.

"This sword is really Jing Ke's stabbing sword?" Jiang Hailong said in shock.

"Looking at its shape and checking its information, the old man thinks it should be the famous weapon Hanyue." Huo Laodao said indifferently: "It is rumored that when Jing Ke assassinated Qin Qin, what was enshrined was a map, and the scroll on one side of the map is Hanyue The sword is also the origin of the idiom "Qingtu dagger."

"This sword can't be sensed by divine sense. Even a late-stage Qi Condensation expert like me can't penetrate the scabbard with divine sense. I used to travel with this sword and fly on a plane, but the security check at the airport couldn't detect it. sword."

"After the sword leaves the scabbard, it is just a very ordinary weapon, but the strange thing is that if the Qi trainer controls the sword with divine sense, when the human sword unites, the sword spirit will appear, and the combat power will soar Jing Ke's daring to stab the King of Qin with this sword is partly due to his bravery, and partly due to the uniqueness of this sword."

"Just take a look." Huo Laodao turned the blade to himself, and handed the hilt to Jiang Hailong.

Jiang Hailong took it with both hands, and his hands were slightly cool. After probing with his spiritual sense, there was nothing suspicious.

However, when he tried to inject his spiritual thoughts into the sword body, the whole sword began to tremble, buzzing, and murderous aura suddenly rose.

"Good sword, good sword!" Jiang Hailong didn't try again, but withdrew his divine sense, and Hanyue returned to the sheath.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this sword?" Huo Laodao sat down with a smile, pointing at Hanyue and asked.

"Such a famous utensil, although this junior has the desire to covet it, but he dare not take away its beauty." Jiang Hailong shook his head: "This utensil already has spirituality, which is enough to drive any qi practitioner crazy, senior should take it back .”

"Oh?" Huo Laodao smiled in surprise: "You don't want it?"

Jiang Hailong continued to shake his head: "Such a heavy object cannot be measured by money. I don't think senior will give it to me for nothing, right?"

"Hahaha." After hearing Jiang Hailong's words, Huo Laodao laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, you are afraid that after taking my sword, I will negotiate with you, right?"

Jiang Hailong smiled awkwardly: "Don't dare, dare not." In fact, Huo Laodao guessed it right. Jiang Hailong is a genius. He didn't think that Huo Laodao would give this sword to himself for free. For other purposes, until Huo Laodao figured out the purpose, he would never want this sword.

"Okay, I won't be fooling around anymore." Huo Laodao sighed: "To be honest, this weapon is useless in my hands, it's just a decoration. Of course, I really won't give it to you for nothing."

"You need to respond to my matter, which can be regarded as a request from a fellow Taoist, and also a small request for the gift of the sword."

"Senior said before." Jiang Hailong bent down and clasped his fists.

"Use this sword to kill 100 people!" Old man Huo suddenly looked solemn and murderous.

Jiang Hailong was startled when he heard this, and just about to refuse, Huo Laodao said again: "One hundred Japanese!"

"What?" Jiang Hailong was stunned, swallowing what he was about to say, he felt as if he heard it wrong, the old man asked him to kill a hundred Japanese?What are you doing?

"That's right, it's enough to kill a hundred devils, but they can't be ordinary people, they must be Japanese Qi practitioners." Huo Laodao said sadly: "I just broke through the middle stage of Qi Condensation, and I was traveling abroad, but the flames of war were endless, and the flames of war Four times, the Japanese invaded our land of China, burned, killed, looted, committed all kinds of crimes, and the Chinese sons and daughters were displaced, and thousands of people died under the Japanese butcher's knife?"

"My father, my mother, my wife, a pair of children, three older brothers, and two younger sisters were all killed by Japanese soldiers on the same day. None of the 460 people in my village, including the baby who had just landed, survived. At that time, the village had disappeared. How can such a blood feud be unrepented? So I went to Shanghai to assassinate Neiji, the highest official in Japan. However, at that time, there were also Japanese priests and masters by his side. The assassination failed and he was seriously injured. Later, I joined The national army initially fought in the country, but later joined the expeditionary force to support Burma. Although I was in the middle stage of Qi Condensation at that time, under the flames of war, no matter how good my kung fu was, I was only an individual and could not play a big role."

"After Japan was defeated, we shook hands and made peace. However, my heart was dead and I fled to Thailand to settle down. It's just that my family feud has not been avenged. For so many years, I will go to Japan every three years to find the guardian of Ning Okamura. The master priests around me just went there once and lost once. Until 20 years ago, I went there under the cold moon, but luckily, just the day before I went, the priest just sat dead on the top of Mount Fuji. At that time, I looked up at the sky, I didn’t know who to turn to to avenge this country’s hatred and family hatred, so I took my anger out on the Qi practitioners of various schools in Japan, and for 20 years, I went there every three years, and every time I would kill ten people.”

As Huo Laodao was talking, tears started to flow, and he shook his head bitterly: "I have been living in hatred for so many years, and I can't see the Japanese because I hate them. You don't know the heartache of being killed. , so I hate."

"Japanese wolves are ambitious, and the island country will sink sooner or later. They have priests and qi practitioners. There are not many real masters, but there are ten fingers in the late stage of Qi Condensation. I wanted to kill all these masters in my lifetime. It's just that the old illness has been going on for a long time, and it is no longer at its peak, and it is no longer enough to deal with those masters."

"However, if you are given this sword today, you must kill the Japanese priests. You only need to kill a hundred Japanese Qi practitioners. Cutting off its roots is the long-term solution."

"There are ten fingers of masters in the late stage of condensing gas in Japan? How is it possible?" Jiang Hailong was shocked.

"Nothing is impossible." Huo Laodao sneered: "All schools in Japan pay attention to cultivating younger generations, and today's ordinary Qi practitioners are probably comparable to those in China."

"Then how many late stage masters do we have in China?" Jiang Hailong asked again.

"I can't think about it, but it should be more than Japan. My land of China is huge with mountains and rivers, and there are countless hermits. How can a small island country be compared?"

"I accept this sword!" Jiang Hailong didn't say any more, took the sword into his arms, got up and bent down and said: "Senior has such an ambitious wish, and this junior will definitely do his best. A hundred Qi practitioners are not the end point. It is possible that the junior will kill the top priest for the senior."

"No." Huo Laodao waved his hand: "Before reaching the late stage of Qi Condensation, you must not be hostile to them, just kill some of their outstanding juniors, but don't move those old and immortal, you are not their opponent yet. "

"The juniors have written it down."

"Why did you come to Thailand this time?"

"Punch"

"Punch?" When Huo Laodao heard the word "boxing", he seemed to choke on his saliva. A Qi practitioner in the mid-stage of Qi Condensation came to punch?Isn't that bullying those boxers?
"Yes, maybe you will meet some masters in boxing?" Jiang Hailong smiled wryly.

"Well, there are some masters in Thailand." Huo Laodao explained with a smile: "Most of the Thai culture has been influenced by the cultures of China and India. Buddhism is everywhere in Thailand. If you go back to 2000 years ago, the Thai people are It's just an ethnic branch of the Dali Kingdom in Yunnan, China."

"Muay Thai is popular in Thailand. Its boxing has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. There are many folks practicing Muay Thai. Nine out of ten men fight. The Muay Thai masters also have the strength equivalent to the middle stage of Qi Condensation. Their bodies are strong and their bones are hard. After training their bodies with spiritual meditation, they can often burst into amazing combat power. It is a great fortune, their way of meditating hurts the body, hurts the spirit, and is not the way of longevity."

"True Muay Thai masters are rare in Thailand. As far as I know, there are only five of them, all of whom are between 40 and 50 years old. Now, be careful, but relying on Hanyue to deal with them, they are just chickens and dogs, not one-shot enemies!"

"In fact, every country in the world has its own heritage, more or less, has some special features."

"When you walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, don't be arrogant. There are two types of people, you have to be careful."

"The first category is Indian ascetic monks. Although this kind of people are not Qi practitioners, but because they have studied the essence of Buddhism all the year round, they have enormous spiritual perseverance. The real masters are comparable to Qi practitioners in the late stage of Qi Condensation."

"There is also a kind of African natives. There is a certain reason for the existence of this kind of black people. The tribal inheritance between their races has not been destroyed so far. Cup magic and witchcraft can be used, and they can even use the power of nature. attack the enemy."

"If you are not in a hurry to leave, come over these days when you have time, and I will tell you some of my experience, as well as what I have seen and heard over the years, and it will also improve your own vision to a certain extent."

"Thank you senior for your guidance, junior thank you in advance." Jiang Hailong bowed.

"Okay, it's getting late, I should go out for a walk, and I won't let you eat." Huo Laodao waved his hand with a smile.

"The junior will come back another day." Jiang Hailong cupped his fists to say goodbye, Huo Laodao got up to see him off, and when he was delivered outside the door, Huo Laodao returned to the inner hall.

Jiang Hailong's harvest this afternoon was extremely huge. Some of the methods of using the sea of ​​knowledge that Huo Laodao described required him to digest and comprehend slowly, so he left the knife shop and did not return to Jiafu Manor. Walking, drifting away, gradually disappearing into the dusk night.

However, just as Jiang Hailong gradually disappeared, Huo Laodao in the knife shop also stood in the yard, looked northeast and sighed: "Old Zhuang, what he cultivated is your Na Qi Jue, and today you can give him the knife. It can be regarded as a reward for your kindness to me back then!"

(End of this chapter)