Realm of Power

"Of course. In fact, I came here specifically this time to take you to the Abandoned Sword Stone. In addition to some problems with the Abandoned Sword Stone recently, the family has begun to strictly prohibit others from approaching the Abandoned Sword Stone. Originally, the Tianmiao had this privilege. But you drove away all the auditors from Tianmiao!" Luo Xinla said with a happy expression. The black-haired young man did not see any conspiracy in his expression. The black-haired young man believed that with his keen perception, ordinary people's emotional fluctuations would be seen. If Luo Xinla really had an agenda, it could only be said that Luo Xinla Xinla had already reached the level of a movie star, but he didn't hear anything strange in Luo Xinla's tone.

Luo Xinla brought two horses this time, one white and one gray. The black-haired young man recognized the white horse Luo Xinla's mount. It was obvious that the other black and gray horse was reserved for him. When he saw the black-haired young man, The young man's eyes fell on the black and gray horse. Luo Xinla said with a smile, "Don't worry too much. Rasocom is a docile mare. Even a child can control it. There will be no problems."

Luo Xinla almost never saw the black-haired young man riding a horse along the way, so he naturally regarded him as a noble child with a high position.

These aristocratic children often travel in front of each other, closely guarded, and ride in luxuriously decorated carriages. In Luo Xinla's eyes, the black-haired young man is this kind of person. He is accompanied by beautiful women, has strong guards, and rides on horseback. This kind of hard work in the wind and rain would not be involved in the aristocratic children of a certain status. However, due to his status, it is impossible to obtain high-end goods such as carriages. He can only reluctantly lead the mare that he used to train for riding. Come

If the soldiers of the entire continent knew that the Imperial God of War, who had killed millions and swept across the entire continent, was feared by everyone, was regarded by the female knight of the Tamasu family as a noble child with no power, and even brought him here. A training mare is riding, I don’t know what the expression will be.

"You guys stay here, I'll come back as soon as I go." The black-haired young man smiled. He knew that Luo Xinla also had good intentions. He hid in the carriage all the way in order not to be exposed. The other party thought that his equestrian skills were poor. Normally, he mounted Luo Xinla's black and gray mare without taking it seriously, and waved to the blank-looking imperial guards at the door.

It was just a city in the clouds. The black-haired young man didn't think it was possible to threaten him, not to mention that he had already sent orders to Varisien.

Within two days, Varisien's 20,000 imperial cavalry will forcefully press into the Tianmiao area. Under the absolute force, any conspiracy will be trampled to pieces by him!

"What happened to the abandoned sword stone?"

The black-haired young man slowly rode his horse next to the petite female knight Luo Xinla. He watched with great interest the spider web-like slopes and streets of Cloud City. He had to admit that cement was used as a building material. It has been taken to the extreme here. The buildings are layered next to each other, surrounding the mountain layer by layer, like huge vines in myths and legends.

A huge lamp panel was hung at the corner of the road. The soft light in the center brought brightness to the passage, making the whole street look less dark. The black-haired young man took one look at the soft light and knew that it was the sun. The brilliance of the sun must be erected on the top of the passage to collect the brilliance of the sun and shine it here. There are obviously few people walking here. There were a lot less, and most of them were guards with calm expressions and dignified and calm manners. Occasionally, there were one or two tribal warriors with strong figures, strong muscles, and piercing eyes. It was obvious that Luo Xinla was not lying. He abandoned his sword. There may really be something wrong with Shi. The closer he gets to Tianmiao Square where the abandoned sword stone is, the tighter the guards around him are, and everyone looks solemn.

"There is no problem with the Abandoned Sword Stone, but it is the problem with Young Highness Xilin."

Luo Xinla's eyes flickered and said, "Your Highness Xilin is an outstanding warrior. You may not know how difficult it is for a top warrior to seek further breakthroughs, and possessing a powerful weapon is almost equivalent to martial arts." Suddenly it was upgraded to a new level. However, powerful weapons were hard to come by in a place like Yunzhong City, so Her Royal Highness Xilin took a fancy to the Prophet's Abandoned Sword. , it is said that the prophet left his martial arts in the abandoned sword stone. Only those who understand the prophet's martial arts can pull out the prophet's abandoned sword. Every year, many people come to learn the prophet's martial arts, hoping to pull out the prophet's abandoned sword. Sword, but no one has ever succeeded. Among them, the one who persisted the longest did not leave the abandoned sword stone for three full days. On the last third day, this person went crazy and caused many people to be injured."

"Is there such a thing?" The black-haired young man was slightly stunned. He was full of contempt for the most pinnacle warriors in this continent and the so-called martial arts. If anything is flashy, I will break it with one punch. If one punch is not enough, just two punches. ! Some people are crazy about martial arts. They are really weak. Of course, the black-haired young man would not say such things. He just said coldly "Hehe" from the corner of his mouth.

"The Abandoned Sword Stone was the last place where the Prophet stayed before he went to the south for the last time. It is said to hide the secrets of the Prophet." Luo Xinla looked complicated and sighed slightly. "Her Highness Xilin has not left the Abandoned Sword Stone for two days. It has been two hours." Before, the family issued a martial law order. Although it was Her Highness Celine, if it was like any of the previous people, the family could only reluctantly issue an order to place Her Highness Celine under house arrest. "

"When the Prophet went to the south for the last time, the construction of Yunzhong City should have just begun. Did the materials for building Yunzhong City also be found by the Prophet?"

The black-haired young man glanced at the spiers of the surrounding streets. Although the empire already had small-scale cement production, it was only a half-baked product based on memory. The durability and sturdiness of the cement were not as good as the black-haired young man expected. , the Imperial Military Research Institute is still improved, but the results are not very good. Chemistry is really unfriendly to this era, and it is difficult to expect those who were born as blacksmiths. The research masters were able to have a flash of inspiration. The cloud city in front of them undoubtedly made the black-haired young man think about it. The quality of the cement used to build Yunzhong City definitely exceeded what the empire was currently researching. Cement is a treasure. Once qualified cement can be obtained, Whether it is building houses or paving roads, it will greatly improve efficiency, and cement is also an excellent material for building strong fortresses, playing an extraordinary role in both military and civilian use.

The biggest gain of Yunzhong City this time is that in the eyes of the black-haired young man, cement is far more valuable than the Eye of God!

"The Prophet built the Heavenly Temple in Yunzhong City, but that does not mean that the Prophet built Yunzhong City. I'm afraid you have misunderstood." Luo Laxin rode on the horse, with a gorgeous smile, and said proudly, "Yunzhong City is in the Prophet's building." It already existed here before arriving, but after the prophet arrived, he built the Temple of Heaven in Yunzhong City. Most people think it was the prophet who built Yunzhong City."

"You mean Cloud City already existed before the prophet arrived!"

The black-haired young man narrowed his eyes into a thin line, but his heart sank suddenly. Yunzhong City was not built by Fei Lan. It is probably more likely that it is a relic of a previous civilization. From this point of view, the Temple of Heaven was built by a prophet. It remains to be verified. In all likelihood, Felan discovered the Tianmiao archives in Yunzhong City, so Prophet Felan stayed in Yunzhong City for a full two years before going south again, and finally disappeared in the so-called "Tian Temple" on the southern coast. In the "gate", this shows that Prophet Ferran found a way to enter the gate of the land of God here. No wonder the woman Putamia pestered her to come to the Temple of Heaven. In all likelihood, there is no clue here. , so just let yourself do it, maybe you can really make a breakthrough. In Putamiya's eyes, he and Prophet Feran are the same kind of people. If you can find Prophet Feran, you can also find it.

"Ahead is the Abandoned Sword Stone," Luo Xinla suddenly lowered his voice and said at the same time, handing his wooden saber to the black-haired young man. "Take this, they will only regard you as someone sent by the tribe to assist in martial law." "Samurai"

The black-haired young man glanced at the checkpoint in front of him and calmly took the wooden saber from Luo Xinla's hand. He was stunned when he held it in his hand.

"Is there any problem?" Luo Xinla asked curiously

The black-haired young man himself is a weapons master and the founder of the empire's peerless military industry. He feels that the wooden scimitar in his hand is not a qualified weapon. As a true weapons master, the black-haired young man said, "If I use it The scimitar is not only tough, but also has a hard and sharp edge. The blade is not too thin, and the curvature is not too large. The scimitar of the prairie cavalry is like this, rarely There will be craftsmen who don't care about whose hands their weapons fall into, but they care about the weapons they build being extremely sharp. The form of this thing is far greater than the trial. The silver coating on the scimitar not only makes the wooden knife look better, but also has a sharpness. It won't be of any help, but this scimitar looks very strange. "" It may be to make up for its lack of sharpness, so in order to achieve a tougher purpose.

Therefore, the material is a little softer, the blade is too thin, and the arc of the blade is so large, not only is it not conducive to cutting with force, but the attack distance is also greatly shortened. The black-haired young man paused and touched the edge of the wooden knife with his finger. Shen Sheng said, "This kind of machete itself is not suitable for chopping and stabbing. There are countless cutting techniques. The scimitar is not used to block head-on confrontation with others, nor is it used to cut into heavy armor to injure the opponent. It should fly lightly and jump, looking for targets in the opponent's vital parts and joints. It should be used to slit the enemy's throat with ease, not to chop off the opponent's head."

"Do you know how to forge weapons?"

Luo Xinla's pretty eyes sparkled, and she was obviously deeply attracted by these remarks. As a female knight who has worn this kind of wooden sword all year round, she naturally knew the characteristics of this kind of wooden sword, but the other party noticed it just by holding it in her hand. The anomaly here, in fact, she had also talked closely with all the master builders in Cloud City. Even the best craftsmen in Cloud City could not explain why Prophet Ferran's sword was like this.

"Sword?" The black-haired young man blinked. Does this thing have anything to do with swords?

"This is a replica of the Prophet's sword"

Luo Xinla said with infinite sincerity, a blush flashed across his pretty face. The young man in front of him was completely different from the impression of other blacksmiths. His explanation undoubtedly meant that he was more of an artist, one who pursued perfection and was full of energy at the same time. The lonely and lonely weapons master, it seems that no one in his field can understand his views and opinions, he even Unable to find a like-minded person, Luo Xinla finally understood what attracted her to the black-haired young man. It was this loneliness and isolation because the man she admired most, the prophet Ferran a hundred years ago, was He is a peerless hero who is full of loneliness and loneliness, and a saint who feels lonely and alone because he cannot be understood.

After calmly passing three sentries, the Tianmiao Square where the Abandoned Sword Stone is located is right in front. Pure snow-white wool and camel hair blankets are spread on the ground. The white lacquered table placed in front of it is simple and sturdy, with a long On a huge rock about ten meters wide, a young woman with short hair was wielding a machete and chopping lightly. The sword technique was fast and sharp, but But it gives people a powerful and heavy feeling. It is a real scimitar similar to the Luo Xinla wooden scimitar. The woman's martial arts foundation is extremely deep. Although her steps are light but very solid, her shots are elegant but not frivolous. Seeing the young woman's light sword movement, the black-haired young man frowned slightly. This woman should be the young highness Xilin mentioned by Luo Xinla.

When he met the Marquis of Tamasu when he was in Nanero, this woman was beside the Marquis of Tamasu. At that time, she looked unconvinced by him. Tamasu Xilin, the leader of the female knights of the Temple of Heaven, just glanced at him. , the black-haired young man saw the fatal weakness in the sword technique, Tamasu Xilin His sword skills are too practical, so much so that even after exhausting his strength, he can display the true arc of the scimitar. Such sword skills are more like those used by women. This thought made the black-haired young man think of the prophet Ferran in his last years. The famous female guard, Prophet Ferran, that old pervert could use such a light sword technique? How could it be possible? If I were to let Potamia use such a scimitar to perform a witch sword dance, it would be so beautiful.

A piece of water mist began to appear in the sky. At such a high altitude, the water vapor was already very large, and the light of the sword on the boulder was even more crazy, like a carriage running at high speed, with a cliff in front of it.

"Your Highness Celine has been like this for two days. Every time the fog rises, there is a possibility of losing control."

Luo Xinla seems to be used to sudden fogs, but her eyes are very worried about Celine who is still wielding a knife in the fog.

I don’t know when, around Celine, a dozen female knights from the Temple of Heaven appeared in a circle with nervous expressions. No one knew when Celine would fall down or go crazy. Even if this superb warrior She has lost her mind, and her martial arts skills have long become an inseparable part of her body. As the first female knight of the Temple of Heaven, no one dares to imagine that once Celine goes crazy,

Only the black-haired young man looked at the big stone calmly. Suddenly his attention was attracted by the raindrops next to it.

Under the sight of the black-haired young man, the water on the boulder turned into a pond in the rain. The raindrops hit the stone surface, causing ripples. Among the ripples, some shadows could be vaguely seen. Floating slowly, it is the image left by the uneven ground. If the black-haired young man didn't have a pair of extremely sharp eyes and keen perception, he would never notice these inconspicuous things. Similarly, if he were not standing in such rain, the slight unevenness on the ground would not attract his attention.

Those are footprints, the footprints of the man who practiced swordsmanship in the past.

For a character like the black-haired young man, the pace of the footprints and the characteristics of the scimitar can roughly restore the posture of the swordsman.

"Did Prophet Felan live next to this big rock during the two years he was in the Temple of Heaven?" the black-haired young man asked softly.

"How did you guess it?" Luo Xinla asked.

"Nothing, just curious"

The black-haired young man hesitated for a moment, then held the wooden knife in his hand towards a shadow on the edge of the boulder and stepped on it towards a strange position. This Celine is just an ordinary person. Although she may have sensed something, It's impossible to detect it very carefully, so it's like walking in front of a door, but you can't push it open no matter how hard you try, so you can only repeat it over and over again, hoping to find the footprints behind it.

After a long time, if you stay bored for a long time, people will really go crazy! Looking at the face of Marquis Tamasu, the black-haired young man decided to help. Marquis Tamasu still played an important role in the Temple of Heaven and the Empire. He couldn't really just watch his daughter go crazy like this.

"Who!"

"What do you want to do, come down quickly"

The female knights of the Temple of Heaven who were all paying attention to Celine all looked at the black-haired young man who suddenly stepped forward.

Luo Xinla didn't even expect that the black-haired young man would walk up. Her delicate body was shaken, and she stared blankly at Yu Yu, the figure holding the wooden scimitar, and then saw him stepping on the water of the lake like a god. . One after another, the black-haired young men were spinning around in the rain, as if dancing happily. At this moment, it was like I saw a glimmer of light in the maze where I was trapped, and I ran hard along the light.

Completely addicted to it, Celine's clumsy and nimble steps began to become more and more enchanting under the guidance of the black-haired young man.

"Everyone, wait and see," someone among the female knights shouted. Others also felt that Celine had changed. Her steps were no longer repeated. Celine's eyes were radiating hot light, as if all the rainwater was being burned away. The body twisted strangely and quickly, and flew to the side like lightning. That kind of movement, that kind of speed is simply beyond what humans can achieve.

Incredibly weird, incredibly fast, at that moment, there was no one, only the knife

Suddenly, His Highness Siren Xilin looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar was filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement. Everyone who heard the whistle seemed to feel the same joy and excitement, and the people around them gathered around. Just as everyone was looking at their young highness in surprise, something even more surprising happened to them.

Celine suddenly knelt down in the rain, looked up to the sky, her face was full of excited tears, her hands were tightly clasped, her expression was full of piety. Everyone's mouths were wide open, looking at everything in front of them, and they had even forgotten to cheer. No one noticed that the figure of the black-haired young man walked down from the edge of the stone platform and casually broke off a round dark gray pebble from the edge of the stone platform.

It turns out that the route to find the Eye of God is on the stone platform. The black-haired young man regretted it. When he reached the end of his steps, he realized that it was already too late.

Who would have thought that this cobblestone randomly embedded on the edge of the stone platform like a jumble of stones is the ruined Eye of God that all forces are trying to find!

The black-haired young man didn't want to believe it, but the moment he held it in his hand, he knew that this was the Eye of God. No wonder so many people couldn't find it. This Eye of God seemed to be lost in a maze. , if you don’t take the right steps, you won’t see that position!

"Your Highness, Your Highness Celine!" Celine's body softened on the stone platform. Even her iron-clad body couldn't bear it after dancing for two days. The moment she collapsed to the ground, Celine's eyes swept over the black-haired young man's face. The back view, the delicate body trembled slightly. For Celine, who was deeply trapped, it was this figure that brought her out of the maze. At this moment, this figure was infinitely similar to the figure of the Prophet Ferran whom she had heard about since she was a child. overlapped together,

No one can unlock the secret of the Abandoned Sword Stone, only the prophet!