Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 52 Ten Realms
As night falls, the stars are a little brighter tonight.

Two of the three people in Wenjian Pavilion fell into a deep sleep as the night deepened.

Tang Ge walked out of the house under the cover of night and walked along the darkness to Liyang Gate, which was now gated.

He looked into the darkest corner and walked in directly.

When he reappeared, it was outside the Liyang Gate. I don't know how he got out.

Tang Ge stood quietly under the city wall next to the city gate, where there were several mottled sword marks and a "ten".

The sword intent contained in the word "ten" is several times stronger than those in the sword marks.

Tang Ge's eyes were calm, and the light in his eyes was brighter than the stars tonight.

He stretched out his hand and slowly approached the sword marks, his fingers stopped when they were only a few sheets away from the wall.

It's not that I don't want to, but I'm a little worried.

Tang Ge looked up at the bright moon in the depths of the distant sky, let out a mouthful of foul air, and pressed his palm directly on it.

He couldn't see any changes, but Tango felt as if countless sharp knives had pierced his fingers.

There were no wounds on the fingers, but the pain was excruciating.

Tang Ge let out a muffled snort, his palms trembling violently, but he stuck to those sword marks tightly, refusing to move away.

Those sword qi entered his body.

Tang Ge's feeling is extremely obvious, extremely real.

The sword qi pierced his fingers.

Entered the flesh and blood and meridians.

Then it flew at high speed in the blood vessel, looking for the source of the blood.

Then it pierced into the heart from all directions.

But the heart didn't break as imagined, it just beat a little more violently.

Tang Ge was like a cell in his blood. After witnessing all this with his own eyes, he could vaguely see countless sword qi roaring in the blood-red heart.

This situation has happened many times. Over the past few days, Tang Ge has come here to comprehend these sword intents almost every night. He has some comprehensions every day, but he cannot gather these comprehensions together.

He saw that the moonlight was quite good tonight, so he decided to try again.

Tang Ge closed his eyes, and slowly moved his palm down along the sword mark, landing on the "ten".

Two sword marks, one horizontal and one vertical, seem to contain the Dao, but it is difficult to reach the Dao.

The palm trembled uncontrollably, and it became more and more violent, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging. If anyone passed by and saw this scene, they would definitely think that he was suffering from madness.

Suddenly, a drop of blood emerged from his index finger and slid down to the ground.

Then, within a short period of time, blood streaks appeared on the other four fingers one after another, and then the entire palm turned bright red.

There were countless streaks of blood, countless drops of blood spilled out and gathered together, some of them spread along the arm, and more fell to the ground.

The whole palm was covered with blood, which was terrifying.

Those tiny blood lines criss-crossed, like sword marks.

Such a thing had never happened in the past few days. Tang Ge's face was pale and bloodless, but a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the sword energy roared in his body, different information appeared in his mind.

Tang Ge finally knew that these sword marks were left by a certain swordsman who passed by Chaotian City many, many years ago.

That big man is farther than the Juggernaut, and even farther than the ancestor of Yunjianzong.

The blood drops continued to overflow, then gathered together, and then dripped again. This situation lasted for a long time, and Tang Ge's face became like a dead person.

The smile on his lips froze.

At a certain moment, a sound of sword whistling came from the word "ten", resounding through the night sky, and Tang Ge finally opened his eyes.

There was still blood in the palm, but it had already started to condense.

The mottled sword marks and the word "ten" on the city wall disappeared.

The traces left by that great sword sect were just annihilated.

Tang Ge stared at the blood red on his palm, took a breath, and murmured: "Ten realms..."

……

……

Chaotian City is bustling and noisy, as if it has been like this for countless years, but there have been some changes in the recent period.

Ordinary people are fine, but the atmosphere in the martial arts world has gradually become tense. There are not a few people practicing martial arts in Chaotian City, and the news that the Empress wants to restart Dengyun Grotto has naturally reached their ears.

Seven years ago, a Dengyun Grotto conference was held, and this is the second time.

Although all young disciples from various sects were invited, they all represented their own sects, and they were all powerful sects in the Kunlun Realm.

In the name of Dengyun Grotto, the empress will summon all factions, and her purpose has also been speculated and discussed by many martial arts practitioners.

Anyone with a discerning eye can more or less see some clues, nothing more than wanting to win over various sects and stabilize the foundation of the Great Zhou.

Yunjianzong, Tanlangdian, Guyue Dongtian and so on are all listed here.

Even Duantian Pavilion, which is not too famous, and Luochahai, which is far overseas, have received invitations.

The most notable of these is Kunlun Mountain. This is also the first time that the Great Zhou Empire has formally negotiated with Kunlun Mountain after a lapse of ten years.

Although now because of Tang Ge's incident, the martial arts community is speculating on the reason, but that can only be regarded as a private interaction.

Some people even suspected that Kunlun Mountain had long thought of shaking hands with the Great Zhou Empire, so they sent Tang Ge to test the empress's attitude in advance.

Could it be that if something happened to Kunlun Mountain, we should rely on Da Zhou?

Or Kunlun Mountain was secretly threatened by the Great Zhou Empire and the various sects, so it was a last resort?
Or could it be that civil strife broke out in Kunlun Mountain and the empress was sought for help?
……

Various speculations emerged one after another. Although the strength of Kunlun Mountain was slightly reduced without the mountain master and sword master, this did not affect its status in the martial arts world.

On the surface, the relationship between the two parties has indeed been eased, and Tang Ge's ability to stay safely in Chaotian City is the best proof.

People are also full of curiosity about this little master uncle of Kunlun Mountain. He defeated the practitioner of the early stage of Huiyang with the cultivation base of Tengyun middle stage, and he is not an ordinary early stage of Huiyang, he is the descendant of Luochahai Sword Immortal , the top master of the younger generation.

There are also rumors that he once beheaded 12 ghosts, injured all the rich children in Chaotian City, and Ji Huan, the successor of Duantian Pavilion, was defeated by him.

He crossed the border and injured a lot of people, even killed a lot of people.

People are curious about him, and they admire the mysterious Kunlun Mountain even more.

What kind of place is it that can cultivate such talents?
It is rumored that this Tang Ge is also a swordsman who is proficient in ancient and modern swordsmanship, and the Swordsmanship Pavilion he opened in Zhuque District is full of people every day.

In recent days, there have always been some martial arts practitioners who intentionally or unintentionally approached the house on Zhengyang Street to find out.

At dusk, Tang Ge rested on a bamboo chair, he was the only one in the courtyard, and the other two went to nowhere.

Three figures appeared near Wenjian Pavilion, looking at them, they didn't seem like good people sneaking around.

The one in the middle is short in stature, with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, extremely wretched, and there is a big black mole on his chin.

The one on the left is as skinny as a stick, and the one on the right is as strong as a cow.

The thin man glanced at the sparsely populated Zhengyang Street and said, "Brother, I've investigated, and now there is only Tang Ge in there, and the other two masters are not there."

The wretched man asked, "Are you sure?"

The thin man said: "Sure, brother, don't worry, but why don't we go in openly, instead of being so sneaky?"

The wretched man cursed: "Idiot! We're going to tie him up while he's not paying attention, and go in openly. In case I'm found out, I'll run away. Did you two idiots get away?"

The thin man said, "Yes, yes, brother, you are right!"

The fat man looked puzzled and said, "Brother, why did we tie him up?"

The wretched man scolded angrily: "Why are you as stupid as the second child? We have an enmity with Kunlun Mountain. How many times have I told you that you have ignored my words, right?"

clang!clang!
The fat and thin couple ate two blunt chestnuts, covered their heads and screamed for pain.

"Okay, let's go in and play by ear."

The wretched man said hello, and after observing that no one was around, he climbed directly in from the wall on the side of Wenjian Pavilion.

Deng!Deng!Deng!
The first two footsteps are light, the last one is heavy.

The wretched man glared at the fat man, who immediately covered his head, for fear of being hit again.

The thin man said, "Brother, why don't we go through the door?"

The wretched man's face froze, he slapped the thin man on the back of the head, and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "I'll tell you!"

The three of them fell silent, their eyes swept across the courtyard, and their eyes fell on the bamboo chair in the middle of the courtyard, where lay a figure in red, who seemed to be asleep.

"Hey, do it!"

The wretched man whispered, and the three tiptoed towards there.

"Be quiet for a while."

At the same time, the wretched man did not forget to remind him in a low voice.

"Um...that..."

There was a voice, and the wretched man glared at the thin man and the fat man, and said, "Speak up if you have something to say!"

"We didn't talk!" The thin man and the fat man looked at each other and spread their hands.

"What! Did I say that?"

"what?"

The wretched man was furious, but then his face changed suddenly, and he turned to look at the door, where a swordsman in green shirt stood there at some point.

"Who are you?" The wretched man pretended to be calm, and deliberately puffed out his stomach.

The swordsman in green shirt said, "This is my home!"

The wretched man showed horror, swallowed, and shouted at the two people next to him: "Run!"

The three of them ran as fast as they could, heading towards the wall that they climbed over just now.

"stop!"

A girl in a green skirt appeared on the top of the wall with a slight smile on her face and a blue rapier in her hand.

call out!
A ray of red light quickly swept over from behind, and directly inserted into the ground in front of the three of them.

It was a bloody sword.

The three of them slumped down on the ground, their faces pale.

Tang Ge walked slowly, looked carefully, his right hand was still wrapped with thick gauze.

(End of this chapter)