Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Luoyang City.

"Aren't you just going to clean up the garbage dump? How did it end up like this?"

Huo Haitang looked at Ren Nanbei who looked wilted and groaned, and couldn't help but ask.

"...I encountered some accidents." Ren Nanbei didn't really want to talk about the fact that he was almost turned into a bald man. It was quite embarrassing.

Mu Yaoxi briefly and concisely stated what happened before.

Lin Haiya, who was originally calm, froze after hearing this: "He has been canonized?"

"I don't need to lie." Mu Yaoxi raised her chin proudly: "It's not incredible, is it? He can kill ten murderers, so why can't he be canonized before he is twenty years old?"

"Too early canonization often has a weak foundation and may leave hidden dangers." Huo Haitang worried: "He went to help the capital?"

"He said there might be some big changes in the capital. He might be worried about our mother's safety." Mu Yaoxi directly called Bei Mingyao her mother, treating herself as a virgin daughter-in-law.

No one at the scene cared about her narcissism.

"The Sword Saint is in the capital, and nothing will be messed up." Ren Nanbei lay on the sofa and groaned: "He has a profound background. As the longest-lived Martial Saint in Great Xia, he is strong enough to be ranked in the top three of the top ten."

"Blind confidence is not a good thing." Mu Yaoxi said sideways, "I don't know the Sword Saint very well, but because of the past events, I have little trust in him."

"You can rest assured on this." Huo Haitang said bluntly: "You may not know the old man very well. In his heart, Daxia is the most important. Even if someone threatens the lives of our relatives, he will never compromise. ”

Lin Haiya looked at the senior sister of Wusheng Pavilion, a little surprised that she would comment on his own grandfather like this.

"I have nothing to do now. I can tell you about the past of Huo Qiushui..." Huo Haitang said: "Huo Qiushui was born in a humble way. The Great Xia of more than two hundred years ago can be regarded as an ancient One of the prosperous times written in history, but it is not the modern society we are familiar with. He was not born into the scholar-bureaucrat class, but lived in a farmer's family. He became an orphan at the age of ten, lost the land he cultivated, and was He was forced to start begging for a living... He couldn't read until he was thirteen years old, but he got lucky later. When he was a thief, he stole the luggage of a swordsman. Although he was caught on the spot, he also found out his roots. Gu, the other party developed a love for talents, and a down-and-out swordsman wandering the world began to train him as a disciple. "

"Huo Qiushui climbed up and down the world until he was twenty-seven and became the leader and darling of the world. No one cared about his humble birth and only wanted to make friends with this future giant. Then he met someone , the man's surname was Tong, who was equally outstanding as him, and they became close friends as soon as they met. The Tong family was a military family, and they should not have gotten together with the knights of the rivers and lakes. The meeting between the two parties was really a coincidence... Huo Qiushui, as a knight of the rivers and lakes, was originally a useless person. A person without a family and a country, but when he has his first friend, his life trajectory begins to change..."

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Because of Huo Qiushui's carelessness, Tong blocked a knife for him in a martial arts competition and passed away abruptly. Also because of Tong's sudden death, Huo Qiushui also changed. He killed his enemies out of revenge. His identity can no longer be used, so he made a decision to use the identity of Tong to live instead of the other party. "

"He went to the army, and it was ten years since he left. Generals died in hundreds of battles, and heroes returned ten years ago. The ten years of military service injected a powerful spirit into Huo Qiushui's sword. He could no longer get used to ordinary people. Wandering in the rivers and lakes, I began to think more deeply about the path of my family and country.”

"For the next fifty years, Huo Qiushui seemed to have disappeared silently... Just fifty years later, the 'Changdao Snow Night' case broke out in Daxia. When he appeared on the stage of history again, he was already canonized. , as a direct participant in Changdao Xueye, he achieved great political success and founded Wusheng Pavilion."

"At this time, Huo Qiushui was not yet eighty years old. He was still an extremely young saint and held great power in the world. He could have consolidated his power, cultivated his followers, and became a great pillar of Daxia, but he did not do so. ...Wusheng Pavilion was so primitive that he was basically used as a guard. He completely used himself as a knife, slashing everywhere, splitting the carrion with the light of the knife, and then sprouted new shoots. "

"After everything was over, Wu Sheng Pavilion fell silent and returned to the Shenwu Division. Huo Qiushui began to recruit disciples and teach martial arts and sword skills... Even if other Wu Sheng Pavilion joined Wu Sheng Pavilion and dispersed his right to speak, the Sword Master also continued to Didn’t say anything was wrong.”

Huo Haitang said slowly: "For Huo Qiushui, Daxia is the highest masterpiece in his life, even higher than his life and sword. Daxia's interests will always come first. He will never betray Daxia. Even if it’s death.”

Mu Yaoxi asked: "If it is true as you said, then why did he want to cause trouble for Bai Yu when Wu Sheng Pavilion and Bai Yu had a conflict?"

Huo Haitang said calmly: "Because Bai Yujing had not yet shown such amazing talents at that time, and also because the old man had undergone some changes. He was very old, and he wanted to leave something to the younger generations. It acquiesces that Wusheng Pavilion will expand its influence."

"Everyone changes as we get older...it is inevitable that people will become comatose when they get older," Ren Nanbei said.

"It's not just because I'm older, there's another thing, something about the past... This is the direct reason for grandpa's change." Huo Haitang's eyes were deep: "This thing is about Wusheng Pavilion... that It was before we were born, about a hundred years ago.”

"The Wusheng Pavilion was prosperous at that time. The disciples respected the Sword Master and often clashed with him. Dozens of Wusheng Pavilion disciples rushed forward and were knocked down one by one. The Sword Master sat on the back of the disciples and drank liquor and laughed."

"At the same time, Huo Qiushui also has a child."

"Huo Guochang is Huo Qiushui's eldest son. He has taught him by words and deeds since he was a child. The old man hopes that he can inherit his mantle."

"Huo Guochang has lived up to expectations. He won the title of Haoyue in his early twenties. He values ​​friendship and respects reputation. He is known as the 'Chilong Master' in the capital. This title comes from the Chilong in his hand. The sword was forged by Huo Qiushui himself when his eldest son was born, and it took him one year and six months to make it."

"Daxia is accumulating development potential, the times are advancing steadily, and everything is peaceful and peaceful."

"Later, a Fuso woman named Sanqianyuan came to Daxia. She showed superb sword skills and defeated dozens of Wusheng Pavilion disciples. Finally, she clashed with Huo Guochang, the direct disciple of Wusheng Pavilion. The two sides fought from sunset to rooster crow. At dawn, Huo Guochang narrowly won half a move. Sanqianyuan gave up and went to Wusheng Pavilion to learn sword skills. "

"Huo Guochang and Sanqianyuan have never known each other. They live in the Wu Sheng Pavilion and get along day and night. They are young men and women. Even if they are of different nationalities, they cannot stop the men and women from having a mutual affection for each other, and even to the point of making a private life-long decision."

Mu Yaoxi couldn't help but interrupt: "Sanqianyuan is from Fusang, and Huo Qiushui himself was born in a humble background. He shouldn't care about family status, right? I remember that his two wives were not from high-ranking families. They are all ordinary family backgrounds.”

"Yes, there is no such thing in the Huo family. Our family education only consists of serving the country with loyalty and practicing swordsmanship. The old man does not have any family background... Therefore, even if Huo Guochang and Sanqianyuan are together, there will be no resistance. Originally This is a beautiful story." Huo Haitang continued, frowning deeply: "Originally, they were like a couple of gods, until Sanqianyuan's identity was exposed."

"Her real name is Tokugawa Sengozen, and she is the biological sister of the shogun a hundred years ago. She came to Daxia not to learn martial arts, but to spy on the truth. She has been spying on a lot of information through Wu Sheng Pavilion and sent it back to Fuso. ”

Lin Haiya whispered: "A spy?"

"The small country of Fuso is sending spies, or is it the shogun's sister who is the spy?" Mu Yaoxi couldn't understand: "What does this mean?"

"The Great Xia of a hundred years ago was not the Great Xia of today. At that time, Great Xia was in a dormant period due to drastic changes and drastic changes. The ten divisions of Great Xia had not yet been formed, and there were even warlords in several places..."

"Fuso was also facing many problems at that time. There were many Japanese pirates harassing the Daxia border. It is difficult to say whether Tokugawa Sengozen's behavior was preparing for the subsequent invasion of Fuso. In fact, apart from Fuso, Tianzhu did not honest."

Many people know the history Huo Haitang mentioned, but they don't know how depressing it is because no conflict or bloodshed broke out in the end.

Because Daxia relied on his deep internal strength to carry it through.

"Due to the huge changes in the political situation brought about by Changdao Xueye, the changes in the central government have brought huge pressure on diplomatic relations, so the only way Daxia can choose is to be tough to the end."

"The best way to deal with outside prying eyes is to pluck out the other person's eyes and chop off the other person's outstretched claws."

"Tokugawa Sengozen has confirmed his identity as a spy and must be executed according to law. Even considering the noble status of the other party, confinement and prison are bound to be inevitable."

"but……"

"Huo Guochang, right?" Mu Yaoxi could already guess what would happen next: "He must have had a falling out with his own father because of this Fusang woman."

"It can't be described in just three words." Huo Haitang sighed bitterly: "The two sides drew their swords and faced each other."

"The old man has been working for the country for most of his life, how could he tolerate a Fuso spy running around under his nose."

"When she is exposed, she will be destined to face the Sword Saint's full pursuit. This is his dereliction of duty, and it is also a scandal for Wu Sheng Pavilion."

"So in order to save Tokugawa, Huo Guochang, who was less than thirty years old, forcibly ascended to the realm of canonization for a stick of incense and almost killed his own father."

"Huo Guochang is indeed extremely talented. If he is given another time to burn incense, maybe he can really take away the title of Sword Master from his father."

"What was the result?" Lin Haiya asked: "Who won, who lost, and who died?"

"The old man won, Huo Guochang lost, but no one died... At the critical moment, Tokugawa Qianyu went and came back, used strange objects to sneak attack, and took Huo Guochang away." Huo Haitang said: "At that time, Huo Guochang had already He is half dead, and no matter how well he is nursed back to health, he will not survive more than ten years.”

Mu Yaoxi said coldly: "Isn't that what he deserves? The spies should be eliminated. We are Daxia people. The Sword Saint did nothing wrong."

"The teacher did nothing wrong, but Huo Guochang was also at fault." Lin Haiya also said.

"Of course he is right. It's just that Huo Guochang's serious injury and disappearance caused the eldest grandmother...that is, his wife to fall into coma on the spot. When she woke up, she hanged herself. She left a suicide note saying that she regretted not educating her children well. She had no choice but to Face your husband.”

"Actually, the eldest grandma knew the true identity of Tokugawa Sengozen earlier, but she didn't say it, and she didn't dare to say it, for fear of the tragedy of father and son killing each other, and if this happened, she would not be able to continue living. "

"After that, Tokugawa Sengozen was also abandoned by the shogunate. The Tokugawa family has never found this person...the two disappeared completely."

Huo Haitang said slowly: "The father and son drew their swords at each other. This is a human tragedy."

"People have been gone for nearly a hundred years."

"Both the right people and the wrong people have paid a heavy price."

"Standing up to be right requires you to pay a huge price and bear the loss of your loved ones... because persistence will always bleed, but compromise can be easy."

"Actually, I occasionally think about it, if grandpa had chosen to be more flexible and had no choice but to kill Tokugawa, would the ending have been better?"

"But I also know..."

"If he chooses to be flexible or compromise, he won't be Huo Qiushui."

"Because in the old man's eyes and in his heart, the justice of family and country is more important than anything else."

"It doesn't matter if you say it's unkind or if you say it's for the country and the people."

"I respect such a grandpa very much."

"But I don't like this kind of grandpa, and I'm destined not to be like him."

Huo Haitang said to himself: "Maybe it's because I tend to be soft-hearted and selfish."

Mu Yaoxi stared at Huo Haitang and said, "Then you'd better find a domestic man to marry. I don't want the Shence Mansion to check the water meter and find out about your home one day."

"You are worrying too much." Huo Haitang shook his head and said calmly: "I have no dissatisfaction with grandpa's actions, and I have no rebellious thoughts. It's just that I am always greedy and it is difficult to make decisive choices."

"It is best for smart people not to make trade-offs."

"I can understand Huo Guochang because he is my relative, but Tokugawa Sengozen... this woman has brought disaster to Daxia and the Huo family. It is absolutely impossible for me to forgive her in the slightest."

"So I hate all Fuso people equally."

…

Entrance to Zhonghu.

Huo Qiushui lived for nearly five decades, looking at the pair of swords in silence for a long time without saying a word.

He had two wives in his life and only had three children.

His first wife gave him a son, and his second wife gave him a son and a daughter.

The eldest son was forcibly canonized, but his fate was cut off by his own hands. The second son did not learn the sword and took care of his old age, so he left first. The daughter got married... In fact, the remaining population of such a large Huo family is not much.

At his age, he actually doesn’t value family inheritance very much. He cares more about whose hands the Wusheng Pavilion can be handed over. In the past, he hoped it would be Lin Haiya. Later, when Bai Yu was born, he was already satisfied, but what happened later It also made the Sword Saint quite tired.

Now he met this young man who was most likely the child of his eldest son and a Tokugawa witch... How could Huo Qiushui not feel the slightest wave of emotion in his heart.

But he didn't show all the emotions. He only calmed down in a few subtle trembling fingertips, like the slight ripples caused by fallen leaves stopping on the water.

"You don't have anything to say?" Qianji Rakshasa drew his sword with both hands in a hurry: "For example, ask them where they are, for example, ask them how their life is?"

"There is nothing to say." Huo Qiushui said coldly: "When the traitor pulled out the sword on me, the kindness of raising me was cut off with the sword... I have to say that I just regret in my heart that I could not keep that witch. Life."

"And they gave birth to a monster like you... What a misfortune for our family!"

"If you hate me, you can come and find me, but you should never come to Zhonghu and act wild in front of your Excellency!"

The Sword Sage seemed to be condemning, but in fact he was annoyed and regretful.

Sighing heavily, I didn't expect that after more than a hundred years, the long-dead people turned into afterimages and attacked again.

But Huo Qiushui is not so easily swayed. He is a saint, not from the Huo family, but from Daxia. He has to perform his duties while standing here.

He said in a low voice: "If you want to see me regret, even if you think wrong... even if you slaughtered all the members of the Huo family to vent the hatred in your heart for all these years, I might still frown; "But If you come to Zhonghu, what you will see will not be my tears, but my knife! "

"Hahaha, okay! My eighty years of hard training are not in vain... If you really grow old and become a sick willow, I will be disappointed."

Qianji Rakshasa's smile was strange: "It is said that Huo Qiushui was once the backbone of Daxia. Now that I see him, he is worthy of his name."

"I know that you have looked down on my parents all your life, thinking that my father is a rebellious son who has a family but no country; you think that my mother is a disaster that brings disaster to the country and the people."

"So, I have no idea of ​​using any conspiracy against you, because this cannot be called revenge."

He put his hands behind his back and pulled out two knives, namely dragon and snake, in his left and right hands.

The chi dragon and the viper intertwined, making a metallic trembling sound.

"Revenge against people like you must be done with dignity and dignity."

"So I have painstakingly mastered the swordsmanship and swordsmanship for so many years just to one day remove you from your position as the leader of swordsmen."

Qianji Rakshasa said these words with a faint smile, and his eyes were both mocking and serious.

"What you are most proud of in your life is your sword skills and Daxia."

"Then I will make your sword skills unparalleled in this world."

"Wait until I break your sword skills and kill your people, then break into Zhonghu and trample on the glory of Great Xia that you have defended your whole life..."

He took a deep breath, eager to try and wait patiently.

“That’s what it’s like to be happy!”

The gray hair of the Sword Saint was fluttering in the wind. There was no joy, no sadness, no pride in his eyes: "The name of the Sword Master, the head of the Sword Saint is here. If you have the ability, just come and take it!"

Qianji Rakshasa sneered and responded: "I will take off your head later to comfort the spirits of your parents in heaven."

…

Beiming Mansion.

Beimingque alone tried to stop people from other families, which was really a big deal.

He dismissed the rest of the family and stood alone in front of the combined army of the three major families, refusing to retreat even one step.

Nangong Shan whispered: "It would be great if you gave up earlier, why do you always turn a deaf ear to our words?"

"It's just a different way." Bei Mingque said coldly.

"You have wanted to escape the twenty-seventh limit all your life. It is possible, but you saw this opportunity, but you want to throw your life away here in vain?" Dongfang Hong held the paper fan in his hand, and the fan bones were slightly twisted: "You and I are both big guys Heirs of the family should know that sometimes giving up a person and yourself for the sake of the family is an acceptable price and bargaining chip."

Bei Mingque said calmly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"The only way to protect the Beiming family is to stay alive... Even if Beiming Yao cannot be canonized, you will still be here." Dongfang Hong said in a low voice: "Give up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, an afterimage rushed across the main hall.

Fu Yulou raised his palm and blasted towards Beiming Tower. This young man who was not named Ximen but carried Ximen said loudly: "I don't have time to waste with you here! We all have relatives who are still in Penglai Academy. Could it be that we thought you were the only one?" One person is being wronged!”

"They have friendship with you, but I don't. Either get out of the way, or break your bones before crossing over!"

boom--!

With his palms intertwined, Fu Yulou wanted to make a big move, but he was knocked back ten steps. He lowered his head and looked at the palms of his hands. An astonishing cold air emanated from his fingertips. He raised his eyebrows and said in shock: "You..."

A strange object slipped from Bei Mingque's sleeves. His hair quickly turned white and long at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it had grown to his waist in just a moment.

At the same time, what also skyrocketed was his cultivation and realm.

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."

"As long as I don't give way, none of you can even get past me."

Bei Mingque's eyes almost turned into white jade-like ice disks. The overwhelming cold air swept over the sky and hundreds of ice lotuses bloomed on the ground.

"Why did his cultivation level suddenly increase so much!"

"It's a strange thing." Nangong Shan gritted her teeth.

"What magical object can quickly improve your cultivation level?"

"He is not improving his cultivation!" Dongfang Hong said: "He is using the side effects of the strange object to speed up the passage of time... That strange object has the effect of healing injuries, but the price is that life grows and is consumed rapidly in a short period of time. "

"Then why is his cultivation soaring?!" Fu Yulou had been forced back three times and had to set up a formation to stop him.

"The twenty-seventh limit..." Nangong Shan sighed: "The closer a member of the Beiming family is to the twenty-seventh limit, the more his cultivation realm will advance rapidly, but by doing so, he is burning countless lives."

"Is it worth it?" Dongfang Hong asked.

"It's nothing important." Bei Mingque said calmly.

"So you are betting." Dongfang Hong understood: "You are betting that Beiming Yao can be canonized... It's really strange. You only believe in yourself, so why did you change your mind? Don't say it was due to family ties. I don't believe it. , you don’t believe it either.”

Beimingque's face was expressionless.

"Then it's a waste." Fu Yulou said, "You don't have that much time to overdraw."

The scene froze.

Both parties ceased their activities.

Nangong Shan frowned slightly, because what Bei Mingque did was no less than a last-ditch fight. Since he decided to pay such a huge price, why could he continue to remain calm?

Should he switch from defense to offense and suppress them, or is Bei Mingque just a paper tiger at this time, who will fall down with a push?

Or...

Nangong Shan suddenly realized that he was just delaying time!

Delaying time is to wait for foreign aid.

But who will save the Beiming family today?

The elite of Shence Mansion are not here, Wusheng Pavilion has also gone to Xuantiansi, and now there are only people from Daxia Shisi in the capital... But they will not participate in the internal strife of the thousand-year-old family, because the official is happy to see this happen!

The only possibility is...

Buzz—!

A flash of sword light fell from the sky and cut directly into the palm of Bei Mingque's hand. The blood spattered and formed into ice cubes.

The cyan sword light cut off the strange object he was holding, and Beimingque's ever-burning lifespan stopped plummeting.

He held his right hand, icing the wound to stop the bleeding, and at the same time raised his head to look... everyone also raised their eyes as he raised their gaze.

In the moonlight after the clouds receded, the light wind blew up the skirt corners.

The base is dark green and the edge is white moon. He is wearing a simple but elegant sword robe, with a few clouds surrounding his back. He is stepping on a cyan flying sword, as if a fairy has descended into the mortal world.

Almost all important people can recognize the visitor at a glance. Although the image of the visitor has changed, for example, the hairstyle has been changed, and the long black hair is tied up high, giving people a new sense of perception, from a girl to a A woman.

Shence Mansion·Su Ruoli.

This girl was just as beautiful as a vase when Bai Yu was there, but she showed her talents in the six months after he left, and she had the momentum to revive Daxia's swordsmanship and revive the decline of swordsmanship for eight generations.

Her appearance here is both strange and reasonable.

As early as the palace examination, the whole capital city tacitly agreed that Su Ruoli was Bai Yu's daughter-in-law sooner or later; even if Bai Yu was gone, Su Ruoli would not ignore Bei Ming Yao's safety.

Coincidentally, when Shen Ce Mansion went out to Xuan Tian Si to improve performance, the Su sisters both disappeared, suspected to be guarding Bai Yu's body.

Now that she suddenly appeared here, Nangong Shan could hardly doubt whether this was already planned.

She secretly thought that Bei Ming Que looked like an ice-cold face without any scheming, but in fact he was as bad-hearted as a kitten!

Su Ruoli came on a flying sword, with a great style. Now that the sword art has been weak for too long, few people can see the great style of flying on a sword... In fact, this can also be blamed on Huo Qiushui's creation of the Wusheng Pavilion to spread the influence, and since then, the sword art is much easier to master than the sword art.

"How are you?"

"I'm not going to die." Bei Mingque said, "It's just that my cultivation level has increased too fast, and my meridians have frozen... I need to thaw for a while."

"Running water does not rot, but rotten grass turns into fireflies."

Su Ruoli shot a sword energy into Bei Mingque's back, and the latter instantly felt comfortable all over, and the cold air around him sprayed a hundred feet high.

Bei Mingque felt that the sword energy passed through his body without damaging his tendons and roots at all. What kind of control is this.

Then, incredible thoughts came out.

"You, have you already..."

"As you think."

Su Ruoli raised his head and led the sword to slash at the sky. This sword instantly tore the atmosphere above the capital.

"I am already a land immortal."

"From now on, I will be the first sword saint of Daxia."