Sword Master Ling Tian

"what is this?"

Picking up the token-like thing, Ling Tian held it in his hand. It felt like an iron thing. The material was strange and rare.

"This is what came out of the ruins. As for what it is, I don't know the truth."

Ling Tian frowned and listened, but did not speak, but carefully played with this token.

The material of this token looks rare, but it should be very old, and even it is covered with black rust, but it is faint, and a shallow layer of texture can be seen on it.

It looked like a sword.

But apart from that, there is nothing else, and there are no traces of words.

Unwilling to reconcile, Ling Tian moved the sword shadow and went deep into the token, but found that within the token, there was a very simple formation hidden in the core, but he didn't know what it was used for.

He couldn't see it anyway, I'm afraid I can only ask Tao Yaoyao for advice.

"Haha, Yue Pavilion Master, this token looks mysterious, but how do I know that this thing came from that sect relic? Or how did this thing get into your hands?"

"Don't blame me the pavilion master, after all, there are some things I still have to ask clearly."

Ling Tiandao.

"That's how it should be."

Yue Qianfang seemed to have known that Ling Tian would ask this way, and said: "But it also involves my cabinet secrets. I can only tell you that my Qunfang Pavilion is well-informed, far beyond your imagination."

"Ten years ago, we already knew that Wang Ting had discovered that hidden island in the East China Sea. Over the past ten years, we have been collecting information, and we have obtained such a thing from those people. I can guarantee that this thing is absolutely From that ruin!"

"As for, although the location of the hunting site is confidential, we want to know it, and we can still know it. You can rest assured."

Yue Qianfang said very confidently.

"Oh..."

Ling Tian looked at Yue Qianfang's eyes and saw that he was very firm, so he didn't continue to doubt.

Come to think of it, Yue Qianfang is such a position, should not lie to him.

Moreover, it was an unknown opportunity. Since Ling Tian already knew it, there would be many ways to contact it by then.

"These two stones look a little ordinary."

Ling Tian finally looked at the two small blue stones on the table, but when his palm touched them, his brows were raised.

"This..."

Looking up at Yue Qianfang, Ling Tian's expression also changed.

Because of his sword shadow, he actually felt an extremely strong energy fluctuation in it.

He is no stranger to this wave, it is the wave of Jin Wenjing!

"Hehe, it's said that Young Master Ling is proficient in the art of deciding on stones, and now one is true. As soon as Young Master gets started, he will know what it is."

Yue Qianfang smiled.

Ling Tian frowned, "Where did this come from?"

"The son has been to the depths of Jiuhua Mountain!"

Ling Tian's eyes moved, "Pavilion Master Yue, what does this mean?"

"I'm also afraid that the son will have a grudge. These two gold-patterned crystals are supposed to be given to the son by my Qunfang Pavilion, how about?"

Ling Tian put the two stones in my hand, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said, "It's true that these two things are really useful to me, so I accepted them."

Now that the royal hunt is approaching, Ling Tian is also ready to increase his combat power as much as possible.

Although his body is now inscribed with silver veins and silver wings, the opponent facing the royal hunt is far from comparable to those warriors in the Northern Martial Arts Competition. At the very least, he must have a weapon with a golden inscription in his hand. .

After all, Yun Yanglin is extraordinary, not ordinary people, they are wealthy, and this writing should have been obtained.

"However, Ling Tian is still puzzled, Pavilion Master Yue, what exactly is the picture!?"

Ling Tian still asked when putting away the Jinwenjing.

This is the doubt that has been lingering in Ling Tian's mind.

The more Qianfang is not profitable, and it is a gift of gold pattern crystal, which seems to be a loss.

"Hehe, my Qunfang Pavilion is not short of money, I only show fame. The son does not know it, and two months later, it will be the Chang'an Oiran Competition. If the son's folding fan can flow out of my Qunfang Pavilion, the influence is not with spirit You can buy coins, right?"

"That's true."

Ling Tian nodded and believed, after all, he also knew how his folding fan would disturb Chang'an City by then.

"By the way, Master Shihua Pavilion, you know the Master Yue? And when you come this time, you have something to find a junior, right?"

Ling Tian looked to the side to accompany her, Shiqing who had not spoken all the time.

"Hehe, our Shihua Pavilion is the branch under Qunfang Pavilion." Shiqing smiled.

"Oh? There are other things?"

Ling Tian was also surprised, secretly saying that the industries of these Fang Pavilions all involve Yunzhou?

"It's not surprising. The other stores in Yunzhou are also branches in Chang'an City."

Shiqing was noncommittal, and said: "I'm here this time just to ask the son for one thing."

"The owner of Shiguan said straightforwardly, you and I have the old, as long as Ling Tian can handle it, he will never refuse!

Shiqing pursed her lips, "I'm here because of Yujing."

Ling Tian frowned, Shi Qing sighed: "Yujing was kicked out of the birthday celebration team in Yunhou Mansion."

"What, Yujing was kicked?"

"Is it because of Yun Yang?"

Shiqing nodded: "Today, the team has been led by Yu Xuanji. Yun Yang found a master of rhythm from overseas, and he praised Yu Xuanji."

"I know."

Ling Tian nodded and stood up, "Let Yujing come to the East Palace to find me, and I will let Yun Yang know that he is not as good as me, and Yu Xuanji is also not as good as Yujing! Humph!"

"Well!"

Shiqing's eyes lit up, and she was sure of her heart.

"In that case, then I will leave."

Ling Tian got up and said goodbye.

"Hehe, then I am waiting for the good news of the son's folding fan."

Yue Qianfang watched Ling Tian get into the carriage, and smiled at Shiqing: "Ling Guogong's descendants are really temperamental, you didn't look at the wrong person."

"That's natural."

Shiqing nodded, also very pleased.

.......

Ling Tian got out of the carriage and found that without realizing it, he had thrown him on the street in the middle of Chang'an City.

Looking north with your hand, you can see the vast palace complex in the distance like layers of mountains, bathed in the golden yellow glow, like a golden fairy palace, extraordinarily glorious.

And this is Wuhuanggong.

The right center of the entire Nantang.

Although Ling Tian was prepared in his heart, he was shocked by the scene all at once.

The palaces are like mountains, like long waves, oppressing him, almost unable to breathe.

At this moment, he felt that he was so small.

It's like an ant at the feet of the Sky Giant, insignificant.

Emperor Wu....

Ling Tian clenched his fists, turned around and left.

Only a long shadow stretched out by the morning glow on the long street was left.