Taiqing Sword

Chapter 31, Wanbao Pavilion
Shangguan Jinghong and Ning Xin walked out of the palace, wandering aimlessly, after the two embraced and fell asleep last night, Ning Ningxin followed Shangguan Jinghong wholeheartedly, walking all the way, less than two hours, 200 taels The money was about to bottom out, and after walking for a while, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly said: "Ningxin, do you think the imperial court is the most powerful or the Jianghu is the most powerful."

Ning Ning was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Ask whatever you want."

Ning Ningxin frowned slightly: "Jinghong, you don't want to use the imperial court to deal with Jianghu sects, do you?"

Shangguan Jinghong just laughed and didn't speak.

"Jinghong, you should get rid of this idea as soon as possible. Every sect in the Jianghu has its own meaning. In ancient times, the royal family at that time also wanted to wipe out all the sects in the Jianghu. As a rule, even when the imperial court is resisting foreign aggression, most of the Jianghu sects will lend a helping hand. This is why the imperial court acquiesces to the existence of the Jianghu sects. Dissatisfied, at that time, no matter how high your martial arts are, I am afraid that you will be no match for four hands, not to mention that the imperial court may not be able to do what you want." Shangguan's shocking thoughts startled Ning Ningxin, and hurriedly analyzed the problem Once again, I hope Shangguan Jinghong will dispel the thought in his heart.

Shangguan Jinghong also fell into deep thought when he heard the words: "Ningxin, it seems that I have thought the problem too simply, but after the previous few incidents, I have begun to feel that my power is too small, even if my skill is greatly improved now. It's hard to shake it, I want to protect you, protect the person I want to protect, I must have my own power to compete with others."

"Jinghong, is it true that you really can't let go of the Narcissus?" Ning Ningxin felt jealous.

Shangguan Jinghong took her hand: "Ningxin, don't think too much, it's not just about Narcissus, the first time was at the Burial Heart Tomb, the second time was at the ruins, the third time was at Leng's house, this time the Kunlun Mountains Okay, any time I have no power to parry, I must break this situation."

Ning Ningxin looked at Shangguan Jinghong's resolute expression, and sighed, knowing that he had made up his mind: "Jinghong, what do you want to do?"

"Using the imperial court to establish my own power, I didn't have such an idea at first, but the middle-aged man I met that night when I entered the capital gave me such an idea."

"Jinghong, you are gambling, what if..." Ning Ningxin said worriedly.

"There is no chance, I want to establish a power like the four great families of Yan Leng Yuan Yun."

At this moment, Ning Ningxin just stared blankly at Shangguan Jinghong, feeling like he had changed into a different person, walking all the way and never spoke again, Ning Ningxin was wondering whether Shangguan Jinghong's actions would cause irreversible consequences, and Shangguan Jinghong was thinking about how to proceed with this matter.

"Wanbao Pavilion." Shangguan Jinghong thought so hard that his head ached and he had no idea. When he raised his head and sighed, three words came into view: "Ningxin, there are so few pedestrians in this place, and the shop is named here." Wanbao Pavilion, hehe."

Ning Ningxin just smiled without saying a word, Shangguan Jinghong continued: "But since we're here, wouldn't it be a pity not to go in and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and walked into the lobby of Wanbao Pavilion. There was no one in the lobby, only an old man in front of the counter was reading a book with his head down. The two of them came in without raising their heads: "What treasure do you two want to see?"

Shangguan Jinghong thought it's no wonder it is so clean, this is not the attitude of opening a shop, but Shangguan Jinghong didn't care, just looked at the old man straight, frowning for a while, and thinking for a while, the old man saw that the visitor hadn't moved for a long time, and dropped the bag in his hand. Book: "Guest, although there are all kinds of treasures in this Wanbao Pavilion, Laoxi is not one of them."

Shangguan Jinghong smiled: "Haha, I just passed by here and came in to have a look. Could the old shopkeeper show us the treasures in the pavilion?"

The old man also smiled lightly: "The guest is joking, please." He led the way and led Shangguan Jinghong up to the second floor: "Guest, please look, this is the best porcelain, and..." Before he finished speaking , was interrupted by Shangguan Jinghong: "It may be worth a lot of money, but in my eyes, these bottles and jars are like rubble."

The old man turned his head and glanced: "Please go to the third floor, guests, look, opal, night pearl, over there is..."

Shangguan Jinghong interrupted again: "These treasures are worth tens of thousands of gold, unfortunately, I'm just a reckless man, these pearls and gems are not worthy of them."

The old man frowned: "Please go to the fourth floor, this is the weapon pavilion, every weapon is made of fine iron, extremely sharp..."

"Old shopkeeper, I really can't bear to interrupt any longer, but I already have weapons at hand, and I'm sorry to say bluntly, these weapons are just scrap iron in my eyes."

The old man was already angry at this time: "Okay, then please go to the fifth floor, this floor is the elixir pavilion, it is inevitable to walk in the rivers and lakes..."

"It's not about bragging. With my martial arts, there are not many people who can hurt me in the world."

The old man laughed back angrily: "Hehehe, since that's the case, guests don't have to go up to the next two floors. The sixth floor is the calligraphy of some ancient literati, and the seventh floor..."

"Haha, old shopkeeper, what a coincidence, I also like dancing and writing, why don't you take me to have a look?"

The old man suppressed the anger in his heart: "Okay, please!" After finishing speaking, he ignored Shangguan Jinghong and went directly to the sixth floor. It was indeed as the old man said, they were all calligraphy and paintings. He picked up a pair of long tired clothes on the shelf, and looked through them. Shangguan Jinghong turned around for a long time, but he could vaguely see that the painting looked like a sword hilt. He turned his head and said to the old man: "Old shopkeeper, this long tired is too long, but Is there a case?"

The old man was still angry, and pointed to the corner, Shangguan Jinghong saw a dusty table, Shangguan Jinghong directly spread the long scroll on the table and unfolded it all, it was clear that there was only one sword in the words , the body of the sword is red, and there is nothing else. This is also a treasure of calligraphy, really... eh?No, this sword is not painted, it seems to be written, Shangguan Jinghong saw it right, this long sword pattern is spelled out with countless "sword" characters, and each word "sword" is inexhaustible Similarly, every time Shangguan Jinghong saw a word of sword, the sword intent in his heart became stronger. After reading for more than an hour, about three or four thousand words of sword, a murderous aura burst out from his body, and the old man's complexion changed drastically. , looking at Shangguan Jinghong with all the vigilance, he condensed his heart and blurted out: "Jinghong, what's wrong with you?" The murderous aura increased again, even Ning Ningxin's half-step innate strength was also retreated by this murderous aura. On the other hand, the old man was only full of vigilance, and there was no discomfort. Shangguan Jinghong's murderous aura became more and more intense, Ning Ningxin saw Feeling that his back was drenched in cold sweat, another hour later, Shangguan Jinghong's eyes were red, just like when he woke up from a pool of blood, he suddenly looked up and laughed: "Hahaha, killing one is a sin, and Tu Wan is a hero." If you kill 900 million, you will be a hero among heroes, haha." After reading these few sentences, the murderous aura rose in a straight line, and Ning Xin was enveloped by the murderous aura closest to Shangguan Jinghong. The guarded look on the old man's face gradually turned into horror. From head to toe, Shangguan Jinghong didn't notice it at all. After a while, his murderous aura retreated, and he turned around with a smile on his face, looking at Ning Leng who had fallen to the ground. Xin, hurried over to ask her to hug her: "Ning Xin, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Ning Xin's eyes were full of fear: "Are you Jinghong? You were so scary just now." Shangguan Jinghong was a little confused by Ning Ning Xin. As for the others, they felt nothing.

Seeing that Shangguan Jinghong's murderous aura was withdrawn, the old man let out a long sigh of relief, as if being killed by thousands of ghosts: "Guest, did you choose this painting?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly: "Old shopkeeper, how do you sell this painting?"

The horror on the old man's face remained: "Guest, although this painting is monotonous, it is undoubtedly an ancient painting. This painting costs 1000 taels."

Shangguan Jinghong was startled when he heard the words: "1000 taels, but it is not expensive." Of course it is not expensive. With this painting, he broke through the innate realm in one fell swoop: "However, besides this painting, I want the same thing."

The old man was a little strange. Apart from this painting, Shangguan Jinghong had hardly seen anything else, but it was strange, and he still asked: "What else is the guest interested in? Just ask, the old man can give the guest some more discounts. hehe."

Shangguan Jinghong's face turned serious: "I want you."

The old man looked surprised: "Is the guest joking?"

"Hehe, the old shopkeeper's strength is not low. It's a pity that if it wasn't for the cold air in his body that caused the old shopkeeper's power to plummet, I'm afraid it would be difficult to resist with my martial arts, at least I couldn't compare before entering the door."

After hearing this, the old man fell silent, and said after a while: "The guest wants to serve me? I don't know what price the guest will pay?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled slightly, confident: "I am determined to win the painting, but I am too shy to spend so much money. As for the old shopkeeper, I can heal your internal injuries."

After hearing this, the expression on the old man's face kept changing. There were joy, confusion, and shock. After a while, he said, "Does the guest know my identity?"

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head.

"If you want me to serve you, it's not impossible. In addition to healing the wound, there is another condition."

Shangguan Jinghong couldn't hide his surprise: "Just open your mouth, I will never refuse if I can do it."

"Hehe, 30 years ago, I was plotted against by someone, and I was poisoned by cold. There was only one thing that could suppress it, and that was the molten fire lotus. Unfortunately, this thing was rare in a thousand years. After all kinds of inquiries, there was a tribute in the palace. My My brother went into the palace to look for me, but he couldn't come out again. I inquired many times and found out that he was wounded by the priests in the palace and locked up in the dungeon. I have been in Xiantian for many years. During the heyday, I dare not say that I will win, but I can't just stand by and watch, so I went to rescue one of them when he left the palace. But suppressing the cold poison consumed too much internal energy, and I escaped from the palace with serious injuries. Then I opened the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, and if the young hero can rescue my brother from trouble, I will serve the young hero as my master, and I will not be judged for life." When the old man said this, his distress was beyond words.

Shangguan Jinghong thought about it for a while, and he had to trouble King Jin for this matter: "Okay, I promise, I will let you brothers meet again within one month." Ning Ningxin was very anxious when she heard that Shangguan Jinghong agreed so hastily, The man in the palace is not an easy person.

The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately bowed down: "The master is above me, and I will be bowed by the old slave."

Shangguan Jinghong was very excited: "Haha, get up quickly, the old shopkeeper, I'm so upset, I don't dare to accept this great gift, by the way, I don't know what the old shopkeeper calls it?"

The old man said with a smile: "The old slave's name is Qin Zheng."

"Okay, then I will call you Mr. Qin, boy Shangguan Jinghong, and Mr. Qin, please don't call me master anymore, just call me Jinghong."

Qin Zheng said with a smile: "Since the old slave has recognized his master, how can he call him by his name directly? Since the master doesn't like this title, how about I call him son?"

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "Okay, Mr. Qin, I am here to treat your injuries, and I have to find a clean place."

Qin Zheng immediately closed the door when he heard the words, and led Shangguan Jinghong into the inner hall. Shangguan Jinghong didn't talk nonsense, and directly used Taiji Xuantian Kungfu to suck out the cold poison in Qin Zheng's body like internal force. In fact, Shangguan Jinghong didn't. I don't know if it will work, but I'm just taking a gamble. There is still room for this test. The breath of Shangguan Jinghong's guide keeps eating away at the cold poison in Qin Zheng's body. This is much more laborious than directly absorbing internal energy. Shangguan Jinghong closed his legs and adjusted his breath, while Qin Zheng was overjoyed, feeling the rising internal force in his body, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha~~" Shangguan Jinghong has reached the innate state, this smile is hard to condense his heart, After a while, Qin Zheng laughed and looked at the sweating Condensed Heart. He was startled, and immediately bowed: "Madam, forgive me, the old slave's power has recovered, and I can't help it for a while."

Ning Ning Xin didn't speak, Shangguan Jinghong patted Ning Ning Xin on the shoulder after adjusting his breath: "Old Qin, it's okay."

But the three people in the Treasure Pavilion did not know how much shock they brought to the capital. The two old men in the palace looked horrified. Jinghong had seen it before, and the other one was enshrined in An Yunshan. The murderous aura before made the two of them terrified. They thought that they had been innate for decades and had seen many strong winds and waves, but this murderous aura unexpectedly Faintly unable to resist, while still in shock, there was another burst of laughter, especially between him and his brother, two innate masters gathered in the capital, how could this keep the two priests from being shocked, if one person, two or They can join forces to fight back the enemy, and now that both of them are not under their control, they dare not hesitate to enter the emperor's inner palace immediately and report to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)