I really want to be a cook

If he doesn't do it, there are naturally people who want to do it.

So he watched as Linglong brought many masters of the Martial Arts Department to fight everywhere, subduing every school in the world.

Among them is the Tianshan School, one of the seven schools of Zhao.

Of course, it wouldn't be enough to say that it was Linglong's contribution.

Because the mysterious deputy director of the Martial Arts Department is the leader of the Tianshan faction, Wuliang Zhenren.

According to a father-in-law of Hai who did not want to be named, Xu Zhengyuan, the commander of the Fusi of Dongchangbei Town, who was fighting against him before, was from the Tianshan School.

In other words, the Tianshan faction had actually been close to Emperor Zhao many years ago, but it had never been revealed.

Now is the right time, just to push the boat along.

So rather than saying that Linglong conquered the Tianshan School, it is better to say that this is a drama, a drama that made Linglong famous.

Because of the credit for persuading Zhen Wuzong before, and now the Tianshan faction took the initiative to vote, which did not cause much damage, which was in stark contrast to Jiang Ping's previous violence.

After all, everyone wants to live better.

Looking at Jiang Ping's method now, it seems a bit tyrannical, and the death rate is too high.

In this way, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Linglong's prestige in the Martial Arts Division and Jianghu martial arts is at its peak.

However, in just a few months, many martial arts sects have volunteered to vote, announcing their entry into the ruling order of the Martial Dao Division.

The prestige that Jiang Ping built before is losing little by little.

After all, he didn't often show up in the Martial Dao Division, so for the middle and lower levels, they listened to his name more.

Now that the name has changed, let's change to a more prestigious boss.

For the bottom layer, they have choices, but they have no choice.

But Jiang Ping didn't care much.

Ever since Qiye fought with the national teacher, he has held the position of director of the Martial Arts Division more securely than anyone else.

Unless Zhao Huang wants to tear him apart completely.

Although every time he ran away after a meal at his place, looking at her appearance, Jiang Ping could only express regret.

Food can be rubbed off, but people have no chance.

He is now past the age of eating soft rice, and he is powerless.

Don't lose your mind, only follow the broken face of the kidney, otherwise he will never take his position.

Just like when his old father-in-law was the head of the Shenhun Department, even Zhao Huang didn't dare to deprive him of it easily.

Otherwise, if the detectives all over the country start to riot, no political means can calm them down.

In the end, if it wasn't for the national teacher's action, his father-in-law might not necessarily lose in the end.

And I don't know if it was because Linglong had left a deep impression on him before. Recently, Linglong would visit him every time she returned to Beijing.

It's also a good name for reporting affairs to the chief. Life is not his thing.

The days passed by little by little.

Jiang Ping sat on the Diaoyutai, patted his buttocks and acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

this day.

He finally moved.

Because a message reached his ears.

"The emperor of Qin was tyrannical, trying to take the soldiers of the world and weaken the people of the world, and finally forced the Qin Kingdom's martial arts myth Chiyan Shenjun to come out of the mountain.

At the Qin Guochao meeting, Qin Huang strongly reprimanded the martial arts myths present and invited them to a battle. "

Qiu Daoyu said.

Jiang Ping touched his chin and said firmly:

"I think that God Lord must have agreed."

Qiu Daoyu flattered him habitually: "My son is wise, and the Lord Chi Yan agreed, and the time will be one month later, the sixth day of November.

At that time, Qin Huang will lead [-] elite cavalry to fight against him at Qianheyuan.

According to folk rumors, it is said that Emperor Qin seemed to want to use the First World War to break the legend of the invincibility of martial arts myths and abolish the authority of warriors in the hearts of the people.

If Qin Huang succeeds, I am afraid that the martial arts situation in the world will be rewritten from now on. "

When Qiu Daoyu heard about this, he still had a skeptical attitude on his face.

"Martial arts myths, how can ordinary people be able to defeat them?"

Jiang Ping recalled the rumors in his previous life, and knew that Emperor Qin would definitely win this time, and the world entered into a situation where Qin was the only one.

The next unlucky one should be Wei Guo.

I really want to see it.

Jiang Ping thought that this battle must be very exciting. As a well-known tourist who checks in attractions, this feeling of experiencing history is really fascinating.

But the myth of this battle is bloody, what if they enter the battlefield indiscriminately and are treated as an accomplice?

This kind of risk has to be guarded against, and you have to find a helper.

Jiang Ping thought about it and asked:

"Old Qiu, is there any news about Qiye recently?"

Qiu Daoyu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

With that, he added another sentence.

"Not at the Demon Sect either. Brother Lupao sent a message after returning to the Demon Sect. Master Qiye did not return to the Demon Sect, but disappeared."

"However, Mr. Qiye's martial arts are world-class, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Jiang Ping rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I know he's fine, but it's suspicious that someone disappeared suddenly."

"Quicken the wind for me, and notify me as soon as Qiye appears."

Qiu Daoyu nodded: "No problem, my lord."

"By the way, my lord, Master Linglong has sent someone to invite you to a banquet at Piaoxiang Tower today, what do you mean?"

Jiang Ping let out a sigh of relief: "Old Qiu, do you think that handsome guys are annoying, and this Linglong doesn't know what he likes about me, and I am also very helpless."

Qiu Daoyu was silent for a while, and then said:

"But I heard that Lord Linglong came here because of the group of students that Young Master had arrested in the Imperial College before, and it is said that Lord Jijiu personally found Lord Linglong to intercede.

Didn’t you reject all those people who came to intercede before, my lord?

On the side of Dongchang, there is no permission from the young master, and they dare not let people go casually, so it has been delayed until now.

I don't think it will be long before the East Factory has to come. "

Jiang Ping: "..."

"Fake, it's all fake!"

"This Linglong just wanted to come and see me, so why did she find any excuses to plead, Lao Qiu, you just have too little experience.

Is it possible that I can't see her little thoughts? "

Qiu Daoyu continued: "But I heard that Guozijian's sacrificial wine is Master Linglong's mentor, so I had no choice but to agree to come."

Jiang Ping stared at Qiu Daoyu faintly and said:

"Old Qiu, have you drifted away recently?"

"My son said yes, do you still want to say no?"

Qiu Daoyu immediately shut up: "Young master is wise, Master Linglong must have been impressed by his heroic appearance, so he thought about it day and night, and came to see him immediately after finding an excuse.

But how high-minded and upright the son is, he will definitely not see her.

I'm going back to her now. "

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Ping coughed twice, without blushing and heart beating, and said:

"Well, those students imprisoned by my lord are the pillars of the future country, if they are willing to correct themselves, it's not that my lord can't forgive them.

This Linglong wants to see me and beg for mercy, so I have to save face.

Piaoxiang Building, right? Let's go tonight to see what kind of tricks they want to play. "

Qiu Daoyu: "..."

……

Divine Sword Villa.

Wash the sword pool.

This is the retreat place of Sword God Xie Shisan.

Xie Shisan, as the soul of Excalibur Villa, rarely appeared in front of the public.

Because he is in retreat most of the time.

The last time it appeared was when my third sister married Nangong Xuanqi, the grand master of Nanyue Sword Sect.

Everyone in the villa said that the big villa owner must be comprehending the mysteries of the myth, and when he really leaves the customs, he must have entered the realm of the myth, leading the Shenjian Villa to its true glory and becoming a holy land of martial arts that surpassed the Seven Sects.

But they waited year after year.

The former sword god is still the sword god now. No one in the world dares to face his sword, but he is not the sword god they want.

He hasn't had a sword in many years.

this day.

A long-haired swordsman in black robe appeared in the sword washing pool. His face was almost perfect, but a little indifferent, and his figure was just right, symbolizing strength.

There is also a pair of hands holding a sword, slender and white, it is hard to believe that they are a pair of blood-stained hands.

He is the Qiye who has been missing for a long time.

The appearance of Qiye was like a ghost, which did not alarm anyone.

He looked at a gazebo in the center of the Sword Washing Pond.

The gazebo is ventilated on all sides, only hazy gauze curtains hang down, and a vague figure can be vaguely seen sitting inside.

"I am coming again."

Seven nights said in a deep voice.

The wind wrinkled the calm water of Xijian Pond.

"Have you found the answer yet?"

The figure in the middle of the pavilion asked aloud.

Qiye shook her head: "No, so I came to you again."

The figure chuckled, and the voice sounded a little old.

"No, you have already found it, but you just want to come to me to confirm. Am I right?"

The figure got up, lifted the gauze curtain, and came out a white-haired, emaciated old man.

He was already extremely old, old enough to be visible to the naked eye, exuding a dull air all the time.

But his eyes are bright, with the joy and liveliness of an urchin.

If he didn't confirm it personally, even Qiye couldn't believe that the person in front of him would be the sword god Xie Shisan, who shuns away from the myths of the world and makes countless swordsmen yearn for him!

Once a warrior breaks through to a master, he can have a lifespan of one hundred and five years.

It's just that due to various hidden injuries caused by martial arts training, and various accidents in life, there are very few warriors who can live to the end of their lives.

But even for a martial artist, if he can lock his qi and blood when he is seventy or eighty years old, his body will be like a man in his 40s or [-]s.

Needless to say after reaching the Grand Master realm.

Their spirits have initially transformed. Although they still haven't broken through the limit of their lifespan, they have been able to perfectly control their bodies. Even if they live to the last day of their lives, they can still maintain the looks they had when they broke through.