Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 120 Innate Blood Body

It was a boy with sallow skin and freckles on his cheeks. He didn't look very old, but he seemed to have experienced many things in the world.

The rain drenched his withered hair and clothes, and although his face was wiped, there were still drops of water.

He regularly delivers wine to Wang Xiao's tavern, and at the same time conveys important information from the martial arts world.

Wang Xiao helped him unload the wine from the carriage, seeing that his posture was already familiar, and he should have done these things frequently in these years.

"His name is Xiaoji, he is my little brother."

Wang Xiao put his arm on the young man's shoulder and introduced Tang Ge and others, completely ignoring the damp clothes on his body.

"oops!"

Xiao Ji pouted and looked up at Wang Xiao with a complaining expression. A fat and strong arm was placed on his body and almost crushed him.

Wang Xiao chuckled, then patted Xiao Ji on the head, completely ignoring his gaze.

Xiaoji's face was full of resentment, and then he quickly straightened his eyes and looked at Tang Ge and the others and said, "Hello, everyone."

Wang Xiao patted Xiao Ji's head again and said angrily: "Are you polite? That's my little..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Ge waved his hand lightly.

Wang Xiao didn't say anything more.

Xiaoji rubbed her head sadly, and rolled her eyes while Wang Xiao was not paying attention.

Tang Ge looked at Xiaoji and said, "What's going on in the north now?"

Xiaoji was surprised at first, and then when he saw Wang Xiao's solemn expression, he immediately said seriously: "Elder Qiu and Elder He of Yunjianzong are both dead, they dispatched many masters, and it is said that Sect Master You is already preparing to go to Kunlun Mountain gone."

Wu Cangyu lowered his eyes slightly, holding the Qianwen Sword tightly with both hands.

A chill appeared in Gu Zhiyue's eyes.

Bai Qianchi didn't care.

Wang Xiao was thinking about more distant things.

Tang Ge nodded slightly and said, "Thank you very much."

The rain outside the door was a little lighter, and the thunder in the depths of the sky had not sounded for a long time.

Tang Ge didn't ask Wang Xiao why he asked Xiao Ji, an ordinary person, to inquire about things in the martial arts world, nor did he ask how Xiao Ji got these things.

Everyone has secrets.

He will not force other people to tell secrets.

At a certain moment, a large part of the lead cloud in the sky dispersed, the rain turned into raindrops, and the sky shone down on the world.

Wang Xiao glanced outside the door and knew that Tang Ge and others were leaving, so he said, "Little uncle, do you want Xiaoji to lead you the way? No one in the southern land is more familiar with him, as long as you don't go deep into Wanshan place."

Tang Ge thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, the road ahead is too dangerous."

They are ready to leave.

Wu Cangyu took off the straw mat from the big black horse. After bathing in the rain, it became more energetic, and its pair of big eyes became more transparent.

Gu Zhiyue used sword energy to remove the water stains on the carriage, and cleaned it up again.

Bai Qianchi waited quietly aside.

Tang Ge got up and walked to the door of the tavern, then turned to look at Wang Xiao, and said, "There is a martial arts mental method called Concentration Mind Technique in Tongtian Tower, which may help your sea of ​​energy."

Wang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then saluted Tang Ge respectfully, and said, "Thank you, little uncle."

……

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The rain had stopped and the sky was sunny. Although the sky had fallen, the air seemed to be a little colder.

It's already autumn, and it will be colder in the future.

The carriage continued to move towards the south, passing through countless puddles, and the ground was full of traces of escape.

Suddenly there was a sword aura, vertical and horizontal, circling, broken and reborn, covering the entire carriage, and the source of the sword aura was Tang Ge who was sitting cross-legged.

He was practicing, and he was surrounded by the vast sword energy, which also surrounded the other three people in the carriage.

A smile appeared on Gu Zhiyue's face, and she sat cross-legged beside Tang Ge, and the sword energy entered her body in a mysterious way.

Wu Cangyu was driving. He looked at Bai Qianchi and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Then, the driver was changed to Bai Qianchi.

Wu Cangyu immediately entered the state of cultivation, and Tang Ge's body continuously released sword energy, like an abyss or a whirlpool.

The source of the vortex was Tang Ge. Gu Zhiyue and Wu Cangyu bathed in the sword energy, and they felt a realm they had never had before.

Before they had time to sigh and be shocked, they closed their eyes and merged into the sword energy.

This is the Sword Abyss technique practiced by Tang Ge. The deeper the abyss, the higher his realm.

The higher the realm, the more endless the abyss.

Live together and promote each other.

Bai Qianchi is not a sword cultivator, but he felt the majestic and magical sword energy, but his mind was swayed. He turned his head and glanced at the three people behind him, thinking that the Kunlun Mountain sect was indeed well-deserved.

After the turmoil of the oracle in the underground ruins of Tongxiang City, Tang Ge retreated for dozens of days and broke through to the initial stage of Huiyang.

After Gu Zhiyue was seriously injured, she was in a coma for dozens of days. Lingyun and the slowly releasing blood bodhi helped her break through to the middle of the sun.

The same is true for Wu Cangyu. Perhaps because of the effect of the fragments of the martial arts sacred book, he now has the cultivation level of Huiyang Middle Realm.

The sword energy on the carriage became more majestic and profound, forming a hurricane vortex in the vast sky and earth.

Wherever it went, the sky was full of smoke and dust.

Bai Qianchi couldn't help cursing secretly, and covered his mouth to prevent the smoke from flying into his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Zhiyue suddenly opened her eyes, and a sword light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She looked at Tang Ge, frowning slightly. The little master never practiced on the road. His current performance seemed a little urgent, and he wanted to quickly improve his cultivation.

She suddenly thought of Ke Ye, the person who forcibly took the aura from Tang Ge's body.

After Ke Ye left, she felt an unprecedented chill on Tang Ge, which was a breath deeper than hatred and anger.

Gu Zhiyue closed her eyes again, and the coldness in her eyes flashed past.

The carriage was flying fast, just as time flies.

Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and the starry sky tonight was exceptionally clear and transparent, even the starlight was much warmer.

The sword energy that had been stirring for a whole day finally subsided.

Several people got out of the carriage, and each found a place to enjoy the night scene in a casual posture.

Wu Cangyu fed the big black horse some water, and then it hung its slender neck casually looking for food.

The distance here is getting closer and closer to the Land of Ten Thousand Mountains, and the wasteland is gradually rising, and one mound after another appears. The place where the carriage stops is in the middle of two low cliffs.

Bai Qianchi skimmed up one of the low cliffs, stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head to look at the moon, dressed in white, quite chic.

Tang Ge stood casually on a boulder, looking at the south with a calm expression.

Wu Cangyu stuck the Thousand Patterns Sword on the ground, and always felt that the sword was uncomfortable to use.

Gu Zhiyue walked around those chaotic rocks and mounds for a few times, but felt that it was not interesting, so he simply sat on the carriage and swayed his legs casually.

The world was silent.

Chaotian City at this time is bustling day after day.

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There are very few people who are eligible to enter the Imperial Study Room of the Daming Palace, Tang Ge counts as one, and so does Jiang Shen'er.

Since Tang Ge and others left Tongxiang City, Jiang Shen'er led the few remaining Asura Guards back to Chaotian City.

In the imperial study room, the empress dressed in a phoenix robe stood casually in front of the window, looking at the stars in the distance, and it was the same starry sky that the people in Nanlu and the horse were looking at.

Jiang Shen'er stood at the back respectfully, and the injuries sustained in the underground ruins had healed.

If the empress doesn't speak, she doesn't speak.

until a long time later.

The empress said lightly: "It's good to settle down those dead Shurawei and their families."

Jiang Shen'er said respectfully: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the humble position has been properly arranged."

Another moment of silence.

The Empress withdrew her gaze, turned around to look at Jiang Shen'er and said, "You don't blame me, do you, so many people died for nothing."

A gloomy look flashed in Jiang Shen'er's eyes, and she quickly cupped her fists and said, "Sura Guards have been ready to sacrifice for His Majesty since the day they were born."

The empress sighed softly, walked to the large and gorgeous desk, picked up a dark brown wooden box and handed it to Jiang Shen'er.

She said: "You have worked hard too, this can be considered a reward for you."

Jiang Shen'er was taken aback for a moment, and stretched out her hands to take it, and there was a slight chill in her hands.

The Empress said, "Open it and have a look."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jiang Shen'er opened the wooden box, a ball of white light came into view, her complexion froze, and she saw a crystal clear fruit.

This fruit is only the size of a baby's fist. It is white and crystal clear, without a trace of lines, and exudes a mysterious aura.

Just a trace of breath entered Jiang Shen'er's breath from the fruit, and she felt a strange reaction in Qi Hai.

"This is...the fruit of formlessness."

Jiang Shen'er's pupils shrank slightly, and immediately bowed to salute, and said: "Thank you for your majesty's kindness."

The empress waved her hand casually and said, "You deserve it."

She paused, took a deep look at Jiang Shen'er and said: "The Wuxiang Fruit was given to you to improve your cultivation, but it's best not to do things that shouldn't be done, at least not for a short period of time. "

Hearing this, Jiang Shen'er suddenly raised her head, stared at the Empress closely and said, "Your Majesty, do you also believe that there is a problem with that matter?"

The Empress's face was slightly different, she was silent for a long time before she nodded lightly, and said: "I watched you grow up, and I naturally don't want you to have any grudges in your heart. Maybe there is a clue to put down the witch clan rebellion back then, but that person After all, he is the God General Liuyun of the Empire, and I will not doubt him easily."

There was a chill in Jiang Shen'er's eyes, and he said: "It's so easy to quell the rebellion with the way of God General Liuyun, why did he call brother together?"

The Empress looked at her without speaking.

Jiang Shen'er said again: "Everything happens for a reason, my brother's downfall must be related to Kuiliu!"

The Empress said with a slightly cold face: "There is no evidence, so don't jump to conclusions!"

Jiang Shen'er said respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty, I made a mistake in my humble position."

The empress sighed softly, and there was a bit of distress in her eyes. The innocent child who was originally innocent has now become a blood Shura in the eyes of the world.

She said: "I don't object to your investigation of this matter, but I don't support it either. Without solid evidence, I won't allow you to take any action."

"Yes, I obey!"

Jiang Shen'er saluted calmly, then raised her head to look at the Empress and said, "Your Majesty, after the God General Liuyun quelled the rebellion more than ten years ago, the Wu Lingquan, the treasure of the Wu Clan, disappeared."

The female emperor raised her phoenix eyebrows slightly, and said, "And then?"

Jiang Shen'er said: "Although Wu Lingquan is a treasure, it has been dusty for hundreds of years. It must be restarted with the whole body of a person with an innate blood body, and my brother has an innate blood body."

Hearing this, the Empress's face suddenly turned cold, but she quickly returned to normal, waved her hands and said, "Back off."

Jiang Shen'er walked out of the imperial study room, and looked up at the night sky with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Quiliu, you'd better not do anything..."

(End of this chapter)