Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 286 Makeover
When an eagle hits the sky, it will be proud of the world; when a dragon swims in the sea, it will stir up wind and waves.

In the northern border, there are deserts, grasslands, and snowfields all over the place. Lindong Lake is called the Bright Pearl, and it is an extremely important source of water.

Cold Winter Lake covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and the King of the North sent troops to surround it, and tens of thousands of troops were spent alone, which shows how important the secrets at the bottom of the lake are.

Going deep into the northern border, here are hundreds of palaces built on the mountains, covered with snow and covered in silver, which is where the royal court of the northern border is located.

From a distance, it looks like a castle in a fairy tale, covered in snow, which is extremely spectacular.

In the most magnificent hall, the King of the North sits majestically on top. His throne is not as magnificent as the phoenix chair of the empress of the Daming Palace. It is entirely made of pure wood, but it does not lose its grace.

Below the Northern King were the civil and military ministers of the Northern Territory. The number of generals far exceeded the civil servants. Looking at the vaguely angry Northern King on the throne, they all did not dare to speak.

"Speak, why are all of you mute? How come you don't even fart at the critical moment when you usually have the courage to remonstrate?"

On the throne, King Bei was extremely angry, completely ignoring his identity as the leader of a country.

Among the ministers below, an old man put one hand on his chest and said respectfully: "My lord, the mysterious power under the cold winter lake is unheard of, and I don't know what it is. The humble ministers haven't thought of a solution yet."

"Trash, what use does this king want you for!" Bei Wang pointed to the officials below and shouted.

The veteran was a little startled, but he didn't show any signs of panic. He still respectfully said: "The power is extremely mysterious, and only those with great ability are not allowed to enter. The veteran has someone to recommend."

The Northern King asked, "Who is it?"

The old minister secretly glanced at the Northern King, and said: "The original commander of the wolf army, Tie Yuan."

"He? Will he have such abilities?"

Hearing that name, King Bei was startled slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Back then he voluntarily resigned from his position as the commander of the Wolf Sealing Army and went to hide in the depths of the snow field. The bloody pride of the day."

Bei Wang's voice was a little sad, it was all because of hearing that person's name.

Tie Yuan is the person he likes the most, and he has great prestige in the northern border. Even though he violated the military law and voluntarily resigned from the post of commander of the wolf army, the northern king did not punish him severely and let him go to the snowy field deep.

The old minister looked at King Bei's face and said: "Your Majesty, you have missed Tie Yuan very much every time you talk about it these years. Why not take this opportunity to recall him to the royal court and help you solve your problems."

King Bei looked at the civil servants and generals sitting down, with a vague smile on his lips, and said: "Do you all hope that this king will invite Tieyuan back?"

"Follow the king's order!"

The ministers in the palace seemed to have a tacit understanding for so many years. When they said these words, they all saluted in unison, with respectful voices and looks.

Bei Wang seemed very satisfied with this answer, and immediately burst into laughter.

"This king has issued an order to summon Tie Yuan, the former commander of the Fenglang Army, to return to the royal court for an audience."

The deep voice of the Northern King resounded from the royal court, spread to the outside world, and drifted to the depths of the distant snowfield.

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"Uncle, I don't seem to be able to wear this armor."

Among the tiled houses in Wanghu Village, Ryuzo was trying to put the armor he had just taken off from the soldiers onto his fat body.

But contrary to expectations, the armor fit the body shape of an adult man, but it didn't fit Ryuzo.

Tang Ge looked at this scene, raised his brows slightly, and said after a while: "You were born in Taichu Cliff, can you be proficient in the art of thousands of illusions?"

"oops!"

Ryuzo suddenly slapped his head, as if suddenly enlightened, and said, "How could I forget this?"

As he finished speaking, he could be seen quickly forming seals with his hands and mumbling words. Following these movements, which were like casting spells, after a few breaths, white mist rose above his head, and his originally fat body was shrinking rapidly.

Looking at Long San, who had become the same physique as a normal adult man, Tang Ge nodded. Although he was still a little short, he was much more attractive than before.

"Uncle Master, do you need me to be taller or have a different face?" Ryuzo touched his still fat face with a bitter look on his face.

Tang Ge said, "No need."

Long San began to put on the armor, and asked, "Master, do girls like to be handsome?"

Tang Ge glanced at Long San and asked, "Do you know about the Sword Ant Formation?"

Long San said: "What formation is this?"

Tang Ge said: "Using sword energy to form an array, it feels like ten thousand ants devouring the body."

It was hard for Long San to imagine that kind of scene, and he couldn't help shivering, as if he felt tens of thousands of ants climbing on his body, and immediately said with some horror: "Just imagining it makes my heart tickle."

Tang Ge said, "Do you want to try?"

Only then did Long San realize that his words had offended him, and he shook his head violently.

Tango began to wear armor.

"Uncle, have you ever used your sword ant formation on others?" Long San asked resentfully, although he was terrified, but still couldn't help his curiosity.

Tang Ge said, "There is one."

Long San licked his lips and said, "Who? Such misfortune..."

Tang Ge said, "Wen Zhuo."

"Wen Zhuo... Junior Brother?" Long San thought for a while, and still had some impression of this name.

Tang Ge had already put on his armor, looked at the twilight outside, and said, "He is in the sword ant formation, he has broken through from the state of Qin to the state of soaring clouds. If one day you feel that your cultivation is not good enough, you can come to me."

The corner of Longsan's mouth twitched, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Tang Ge smiled lightly and shook his head. He walked out of the tiled house. The moment the skylight fell on him, he suddenly felt that since he woke up, he seemed to be more talkative than before.

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On the path of Wanghu Village, nine young men in armor had gathered. They were all villagers of Wanghu Village, and they were pretending to be soldiers from the northern border. Beside the nine, the village chief and the middle-aged man stood quietly.

Tang Ge accidentally glanced at the middle-aged man and found that he had changed his appearance. He looked like a well-behaved kitten next to the village chief.

Then, he winked at Longsan.

Long San opened his eyes wide, and asked suspiciously: "Master, what's wrong?"

Tang Ge felt helpless and said, "Where is that person?"

"Almost forgot about him."

After talking, Long San ran back to the tiled house and dragged out the drowsy team leader.

He scratched his dazed head, walked out slowly, looked at the figures around him, his eyes slowly recovered, and finally fixed on Tang Ge, and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Tang Ge said calmly: "You have finished patrolling, and now you can take us, your soldiers, back to the army at Cold Winter Lake."

The team leader turned around and looked at the nine subordinates who had changed their appearance, his face gradually darkened.

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Are you afraid of that boy riding on the back of a wolf?

This is a saying that was circulated in the northern border many years ago. Whether it is yellow hair or long hair, the figure on the wolf's back makes them admire and even fear.

This sentence seems to be asking the boy on the back of the wolf, and it seems to be asking the person who saw the boy.

This is an open land on the vast snowfield, hundreds of miles in radius, a pure white area. There is only this military tent, and there lives a man who has left the army for more than ten years.

In the military tent, a young man dressed in cotton padded clothes from the northern border sat casually on the ground, holding a dagger in his right hand, and kept sharpening the wooden stick in his left hand.

That wooden stick is an arrow that is about to take shape.

The young man's eyes were steady, and the dagger in his hand cut off a piece of sawdust just right every time, making the arrow look smoother.

He has been repeating this action for many years. After practice makes perfect, he has reached the state of unity between heart and hand.

Behind him, there was a row of wooden racks. The wooden racks were densely packed with arrows, and the iron tips at the arrow ends shone with a cold light.

One arrow a day, it has been more than ten years, he has been repeating the same life, but he has never felt boring, and the brilliance in his eyes has never faded.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The sound of horseshoes came from outside the tent, and the sound sounded a little soft because they stepped on the snow. When they got closer, they could hear the neighing of the horse.

He was a little surprised, but as if he had expected it, he put down the half-shaved arrow in his hand, got up straight, and walked out of the military tent calmly, walking in a flowing manner.

An army of more than a dozen people came out of the military tent, all of them were wearing dark gold armor and riding war horses. When they saw him, they all got off their horses and bowed to salute.

"General!"

(End of this chapter)