Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 817 Relics
That voice came like a gust of wind, and went like a gust of wind.

Just after finishing these words, the voice of the mainland observer disappeared.However, on the Shanhai Continent today, I don't know how many practitioners will usher in a sleepless night because of these words.

"Young Commander's Relic and Great Commander's Sword..."

After the mountain ghost disappeared, the disheveled teenagers and girls froze in place. Zhao Guang was the first to recover and slapped his thigh.

"My dear! My God, is this true?"

"Sure enough, you heard it too." Chen Zichu, who came out too hastily and missed a shoe, stared blankly at his bare foot, "Since the observer said it himself, it should be true."

Chen Zihan couldn't bear to look at his brother's stupid look, but even he couldn't restrain his heartbeat at this moment.

Just because even though he knew that he might not have the ability to become the leader of the middle class, he was still moved when he heard this lottery.

For young practitioners, this condition is obviously extremely attractive.

"You actually used the relics of the young commander and the sword of the senior commander at the same time," Song Qian shook his head and sighed, "The Master of the Later Liao Kingdom is really generous."

The generosity that can make people in the middle of the Tang Dynasty sigh, it is really a great deal.

"Is it a big deal?" However, Ji Ange on the side was a little skeptical when she heard the words. She didn't take part in the middle-level allusions, so she didn't think so much. Where is the handkerchief?

Ying Baoyue, who was standing opposite her, had a strange expression.

"This should be impossible," Zhao Guang, who was standing beside her at this time, explained, "Miss Ji probably doesn't know that goddess. It is said that she doesn't value things outside her body, and she is usually in a uniform body."

Ying Baoyue, who was standing in front of them, looked even weirder.

Would she have been said to be so miserable in her previous life?

"It can be said that the woman doesn't care about other things except the sword," Zhao Guang said firmly, "so the relic of Shao Siming is probably not the Red Lotus Sword, but her sword manual!"

After the crowd, Ms. Yao, who came with Li Jinniang's support, paused when she heard the words.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Li Jinniang asked, looking at the woman beside her who was combing herself.

"It's nothing, I just feel that I have learned a lot." Ms. Yao forced a smile, and looked down at her waist with a somewhat complicated expression. The next moment, she immediately retracted her gaze and continued to carefully support Miss Li, who was entrusted to her by Ying Baoyue.

On the cultivator's side, when they heard the word Red Lotus Sword, the pupils of the other teenagers shrank.

Ji Jiashu, who was still thinking about the wolves that had just retreated suddenly, also raised his head upon hearing this.

In this way, the mountain ghost is indeed a big deal, and it can even be said to be a fire.

You must know that in the practice world, there are two swords whose whereabouts are unknown that attract the most attention from practitioners.

That is the swords of Shao Siming and Da Siming, Honglian Sword and Tai'a Sword that disappeared one after another eight years ago and seven years ago.

The Red Lotus Sword is the most powerful of the Mountain Gate Swords of the Four Swords School, and it is the lifeblood of the fire mages, while the Tai'a Sword is even more extraordinary.

As the saying goes, those who win Tai Ah win the world.

The whereabouts of these two swords, together with the death of Shao Siming and Da Siming, constitute the biggest mystery in the practice world.

Even if you can't get the sword with your own hands, even if it's just a clue, it's worth a thousand gold in the intelligence market.

Now that Shan Gui said that he has these two swords in his hands, how can it not make people salivate.

"I didn't expect the master of the Liao Dynasty to hide it deep enough," Zhao Guang sighed, "It's really good at making a show. What about the relics, and I don't know whether it is a sword or a sword technique."

But no matter which one it is, it is rare enough nowadays, especially at this year's primary ceremony, the Northern Wei step-son Meng Shi let the world see the power of Shaosi Ming's swordsmanship, and Zhao Guang learned through his information network that there are already many The youngest son of the aristocratic family and the young practitioners are secretly inquiring about this sword technique.

"No matter what the relic is, I want to know where my mother's sword is." Ji Ange frowned, "But will there be a lot of people to snatch it? Since it is my mother's sword, it should not be usable by ordinary people." ?”

Even if she doesn't know how to practice, she knows that at least she must be a heavenly rank.

"Probably, but everything is worth it," Zhao Guang nodded. "After all, there is another theory about Tai'a Sword."

But thinking of this statement, he suddenly froze.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ange asked in confusion, but only listened to Chen Zichu who was on the side answering, "You mean the one related to Shao Siming?"

Zhao Guang nodded, Chen Zichu looked at Ji Ange and said.

"There is a saying that the Tai'a sword is the only sword that can kill that Shao Siming."

Ji Ange's pupils shrank, only to see that the face of the elder brother beside him became uneasy.

"It's so late, everyone hurry back and rest," Ying Baoyue interrupted the young people's gossip, "Stop discussing the relics. We'll talk about things tomorrow."

You know she doesn't even know what she left behind...

"Oh, by the way, what happened to you just now," at this moment, everyone came back to their senses and looked at the wolf corpses around them, who were startled and asked hastily.

"Is it a killer?"

"Not sure." Ji Jiashu frowned, "The leaders all disappeared before they fully appeared."

Why did the previous wolf pack suddenly withdraw?
Ji Jiashu never understood.

Could it be because the observer's voice was suddenly heard?This reason barely makes sense, but Ji Jiashu always feels that something is wrong.

"Baoyue," Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue and said, "I'm afraid they will come tomorrow, so be careful."

Ying Baoyue nodded, but then he looked at the wolf corpse on the ground and thought for a while, "You must be careful, but I'm afraid these people will not appear again in a short time."

Ji Jiashu was stunned and didn't know why, but Ying Baoyue looked at the crowd and said, "Go back and rest first, we have to hurry up."

Everyone understood what she meant. After the mountain ghost made such a promise, the practitioners who originally participated in the middle-level ceremony must be more active and rush to Soochow to seize the opportunity more quickly.

Everyone didn't say anything, returned to the carriage under the protection of the guards, and continued their journey.

……

……

What Ji Jiashu didn't expect was that everything was exactly as Ying Baoyue had expected. For the next ten days, no matter the day or night, the group in black did not suffer any attacks, and they lived in peace all the way.

On the tenth day, they finally reached the border of Nanchu.

As dusk fell, with the sound of the carriage rumbling, Ji Ange opened the window, looked at the huge monster shrouded in mist in the distance and shuddered.

"Sister..." She turned her head to look at Ying Baoyue who was reading in the carriage.

"What? Can you see it?" Ying Baoyue looked up and asked.

Ji Ange nodded, Ying Baoyue put down the scroll and sat down.

Through the window that Ji Ange opened, she looked out, and saw a world surrounded by clouds and mist on the distant horizon appeared in front of her eyes.

"That is..." she murmured, looking at the place that was closely connected with her fate.

cloud forest.

Arrived.

(End of this chapter)