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Chapter 85 Zhao's Tsing Yi (Please collect! Please recommend!)

Zhao Rong put down the wine glass and looked at Lin Wenruo who was thinking a little.

Zhao Rong wanted to inquire about this question for a long time.

Finally, Lin Wenruo's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said slowly:
"I don't know much about the elector of the human race. After all, the most concerned thing for our hundreds of monks is the contention of the princes in the Jixia Academy. This is about the continuation of the Taoist lineage, so I rarely hear about the elector of the human race in the academy. Hou's matter."

"And the legendary nine great emperors and Hou families are all ancient families that have been passed down for ten thousand years. Some of them even existed before Xuandi led the human race to the Xuanhuang Realm. Most of them are very low-key. "The Law of Emperor Xuandi", I don't even know that there are nine more Electors, because in the news circulating on the mountain, I have only heard the names of a few of them."

"Well, back to your question, Tzuyu, luckily, the Elector of Fuyao happens to be one of the few I know."

"At present, the situation of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion can be summed up in four words."

Lin Wenruo looked at the children of the Zhao clan in front of him, and spit out four words.

"Very bad."

"How bad is it?"

"Destroy the door."

"what?"

"Kundu Fuyao Emperor's Mansion was wiped out. To be precise, all the direct descendants of Fuyao's main line of the Zhao family died, but it's no different from being wiped out. An ancient family that has been passed down for 7 years just fell like this."

"There is no such thing as a family." Lin Wenruo shook his head, took a sip of wine, and sighed, "Alas, the ancestor of the Zhao clan, but the ancient sword immortal who can kill the ancient sage Kunpeng with a sword, yes. The glory of the human swordsman is also the pride of the Xuanhuang human race."

Zhao Rong frowned slightly and was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Wait, hiss."

Lin Wenruo suddenly thought of something, looked up and said, "I heard rumors on the mountain that there seems to be a bloodline of direct line who escaped and disappeared."

"It's just that I don't know if it's true or not, because the body can't be found."

Zhao Rong frowned, thought for a while, and asked from the beginning, "Which force was the Fuyao Houfu destroyed by?"

"Where else, the ancient monsters in the gate of the demon desolate they are guarding, it is impossible for the forces in our human race to do it. What is the existence of the elector? To dare to do something to him is to despise the supreme law of the human race, "Xuan". "Emperor's Law"... Hey, no, Tzuyu, after hearing your question, I think it's a bit possible."

"Although the forces within the human race can't do it outright, they can secretly stumble and help those ancient monsters in the sect and let them be knives. After all, they should be the existences that hate the Fuyao Zhao clan the most."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He was resourceful and good at calculating, and he had done a lot of killing people with a knife. He instantly felt that the destruction of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion might not be as simple as it appeared.

Just after a while, he shook his head to dispel these thoughts.

"Whether it is or not, it's not something we can intervene, and don't even think about it. This is the Fuyao elector's mansion of the sword fairy like clouds. The forces that can have grievances with them and have the ability to attack, at least in the same position, are the human race. The top handful exists, and the water behind it is unknown, even if an ordinary seventh-level cultivator is involved, it is estimated that they will die without any scum."

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, then continued to speak, "When did Fuyao Hou's mansion be destroyed?"

"Eight years ago."

The ordinary scholar pursed his lips.

"How did it get wiped out?"

"I don't know the specific situation, I only know that it was the hand of the ancient demon."

"What about Kundu, what's the situation, did the ancient monsters in the door capture Kundu?"

"That's not true. They were suppressed back. Don't worry, the Gate of the Demon Desolation should be fine. When Fuyao's Elector's Mansion was there before, it was an absolute advantage. After the accident 17 years ago, Yu and Fuyao Tai'a Jiange and the Mo family, which have been friends with the Elector's Mansion, have temporarily taken over Kundu, and in these years, I have never heard of any disturbances in the gate."

Hearing the words, Zhao Rong put down the wine glass in his hand, "Is that missing bloodline male or female?"

Lin Wenruo couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong, "I don't know whether it is male or female, this person was just born when Fuyao Hou's mansion was destroyed. I only know that the old Fuyao Hou named this grandson... Zhao Qingyi."

Zhao Rong lowered his head slightly, stared at the empty wine glass on the table, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that every elector has an elector sword, Fuyao elector sword, is it at Zhao Qingyi's place?"

Lin Wenruo raised her brows, wondering why he would ask such a question, carefully scrutinized Zhao Rong's expression, and then glanced at the empty wine glass he was staring at.

"I don't know, but Marquis Jian, the elector of Fuyao, did disappear in that accident. I'm pretty sure about that, because this incident caused a lot of trouble."

"Nine elector swords, each of which is not lower than the rank of holy soldiers, and symbolizes the authority of the elector of the human race. It is of great significance and is an important weapon of the human race. Some people say that it was taken away by Zhao Qingyi. Now, some people say that it was stolen by the ancient demon, and some people even say that the sword has been destroyed... Tai'a Jiange and the Mo family have been trying their best to find it, and even the Mo family's tycoon personally went to the gate of the demon. But it still hasn't been found."

"This elector Houjian and Zhao Qingyi disappeared together. Where exactly they are, or whether they still exist, it is still a mystery."

The young scholar asked another question that Lin Wenruo did not expect, "Fuyao Elector Marquis Jian, what is the name of the sword?"

The Confucian scholar Qi Chang shook his head, "I don't know, the real names of the nine Elector Swords are all secret, and they have long since disappeared in the long river of history."

Suddenly, Lin Wenruo looked up and down carefully at Zhao Rong, who was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, leaned forward slightly, the corners of his mouth outlined a curved arc, and squinted:

"Ziyu will be seventeen this year."

The young scholar suddenly raised the jug and filled the glass with half a glass of wine, without saying a word.

"I see that Tzuyu often wears a sword with the pattern of the Mysterious Bird of Destiny."

The young scholar removed the sword from his waist and placed it on the table, neither too light nor too heavy. He continued to be silent, staring down at the wine glass.

"Could it be that Ziyu... it's Zhao Qingyi."

The restrained eyelids of the young scholar lifted slightly, revealing more clean eyes. A half-full wine glass was reflected in Zhan Qing's pupils, and a calm face was hidden in the clear sake in the glass.

The tall Confucian scholar stared inexplicably with a smile.

The young scholar was expressionless and silent.

at this time.

In the cabin, except for the swaying surface of the water in the wine glass, everything seemed to be still.

The space is dull and the atmosphere is weird.

Outside the bow, the sound of Su Xiaoxiao paddling in the water with her bare feet came lingering.

So close, yet so far away.

At a certain moment, the young Confucian became vivid, his left hand grabbed the sword left by his mother as fast as lightning, raised his eyebrows horizontally, and held the handle in his right hand, three inches out of the scabbard.

At the moment on the sword like a mirror, there are four eyes, one pair on each side, which seems to be looking directly at each other through the sword body.

Suddenly, it was dark inside the cabin, and the sword was sheathed.

Zhao Rong threw the Wen Jian to Lin Wenruo and nodded.

He said seriously: "Sure enough, with your wisdom, I still can't hide it from you."

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm going to showdown, I'm Zhao Qingyi."

Zhao Rong tilted his head and spread his hands.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

"Push!"

"Ha ha!"

I don't know who broke the merit first, and the two continued to laugh.

Lin Wenruo handed it back without checking Wen Jian.

Zhao Rong took it and put it aside at will.

After a while, Lin Wenruo said with a serious face:

"Ziyu, don't make this joke outside in the future, because there are many forces looking for this Zhao Qingyi, whether it is an enemy or an ally of the Fuyao Zhao family, once they are found before they grow up, what will happen to this person? Not to die, but to live rather than die.”

Suddenly, he leaned forward and emphasized again, "Whether it's a former enemy or an ally, you can't believe it!"

Afterwards, his upper body leaning forward returned to its original state, but his tone was still serious, "So Ziyu must not get any trace of this person, otherwise the slightest suspicion will bring about killing. Remember, remember."

Zhao Rong nodded and said softly, "Recently, the Sikou House has blocked more than a dozen countries north of Zhishui Country. Is it because of this Zhao Qingyi?"

Lin Wenruo thought for a while, "The cause of this incident is that the Zhao clan of Anling country was exterminated by a big monster. This kind of thing has been uncommon in recent years, and it has been found in every continent. Zhao Qingyi, just got used to it later."

"And there are rumors of Zhao Qingyi's appearance every so often. The most recent one, I remember, was in July last year. There was a 16-year-old boy from the Zhao family in South Xiaoyaozhou who claimed to be Zhao Qingyi. As for what happened next, I don't know. Got it, no more news.”

"So it's Zhao Qingyi, who knows, everyone is not surprised by this."

"However, you Zhao clan's side branch, it has been difficult for these years, but Ziyu don't have to worry, as long as you don't get involved in this matter, you can read with peace of mind, Ziyu will follow Confucianism and Taoism, and the future will definitely be bright."

After that, the two continued to drink, but at a certain moment, Zhao Rong's expression changed slightly because Gui opened his mouth.

"You don't have to guess, whether you are Zhao Qingyi, this seat is not sure, but Fu Ya is not the elector sword, neither is your Wen sword, because the sword of the elector sword will be engraved with his real name. "

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, but before he could ask, he had already opened his mouth, revealing the very secret real name.

"It's called...too wild."

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