Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 374 Presenting Sword White Dragon
At the end of the dark forest and dirt road, it was the person Chen Qingzhi was looking for. Now that he confirmed it, he felt a little at a loss.

But still a little more happy.

He hurriedly got off the horse, lifted his white robe, and bowed with fists folded.

"Chen Qingzhi, Mr. Xie, help me and save my subordinates and all the soldiers from danger."

"Thank you, thank you. I know you well. I passed by here and met your commander in the army. Knowing that you are in a tight siege, how can I stand by and watch?" Chen Yuan smiled and looked at Chen Qingzhi who had changed his attitude. , "Actually, I didn't want to show up to see you, so I didn't want to see you again. There was a estrangement between you and me. Now it seems that it is true."

"Sir... how do you say this?"

Chen Qingzhi didn't know how to speak at the moment, how did he know that the teacher who casually made friends with in the city was actually a hermit, and he had guessed in the government office that the teacher in the Li family's theater building was just a generation of green forests, thinking about it now , are somewhat insulting Mr.

"Qingzhi still regards Mr. as a friend."

Chen Yuan laughed loudly: "The general's words are very good. I am a person of cultivation, and I pay attention to following my heart. The general regards me as a good friend, so I will also be regarded as a friend. Then the general will return to Liangdu in the future. May I ask you to follow me?" Drinking is."

"Sir, you can have as many drinks as you want."

After finishing speaking, Chen Qingzhi was silent for a moment, looked at the Taoist priests and Taoist boys, one big and one small behind Chen Yuan, and raised his hand again: "May I take a step to speak, sir?"

"It doesn't matter, this is also my friend. Xiao Daotong is his disciple, and he is not an outsider. If the general has something to say, you can sit down and listen to it together."

Xiao Daotong couldn't help puffing out his chest when he heard this, but no, his master called him his boss, and the relationship between the two of them is not ordinary, and he is a disciple of Fat Taoist, so if he comes and goes, he is his own.

Chen Qingzhi thought for a while, nodded, and then took off the sword at his waist, inserted it into the cloth bag on the side of the horse's back, strode over and sat down on the opposite side.

After staring at Chen Yuan for a while, he opened his mouth to confirm again.

"Sir, do you really know magic?"

"No, did that clay figurine run away by itself?" Xiao Daotong shouted.

Chen Yuan raised her hand, told Sun Yingxian to stop talking, looked at Chen Qingzhi and nodded, "I saved you all, is there anything else you need to confirm?"

Chen Qingzhi has always been a serious person, even more so now that he is in his early forties, but he seems quite reserved when facing Chen Yuan.

"Sir, we were surrounded today. The horses panicked and didn't dare to move forward, but... but there are also experts in the opposing army who can help with spells?"

"Yes, but I've been wounded and won't live long."

After questioning and answering, Chen Qingzhi got the answer he wanted, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground. If the enemy's army did not have expert help, it would mean that he had made a mistake in command, and he would not be able to handle the battle that may arise later.

But when he heard the affirmative answer, he felt worried again.

Since there was one time, there must be some practitioners to help Wei Guo, and the road to the north will be difficult every step of the way. The soldiers around me may die without knowing why before they even saw the battlefield.

He looked at Mr. Chen opposite him, stood up suddenly, dragged his armor and knelt down, and clasped his fists heavily: "Mr. knows that I have a difficult future, please help me. I don't care about myself, but I want to protect my subordinates." Soldier. If you lose on the battlefield, you have nothing to say, but you can be hindered by magic, Qingzhi doesn't want to see Erlang die for nothing."

What he said was straightforward, without any obscurity.

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment: "...Let me help you?"

It is true that he wants to go to Luoyang, and he is on the same road as him, but the state of the army is not what he likes, and he is more used to being unrestrained, and he can go wherever he wants.

Immediately, after realizing it, Chen Yuan smiled: "So I said so much, went around so many circles, and you and I are friends. According to the routine, I have to agree to your request like this!"

"Then sir agree?"

Chen Yuan shook her head: "No."

"Sir!" Chen Qingzhi arched his hands and wanted to say something, but finally gave up, lowered his face, put his hands down and sighed heavily: "Alas!"

Seeing his appearance like this, Chen Yuan smiled: "I will not participate in the change of the dynasty, so as not to be bound by the luck of the dynasty, which will tire me in my practice in the future. But you and I have met once, so naturally we can't stand by and watch."

The latter sentence made the dejected Chen Qingzhi suddenly raise his face. He thought that his husband had changed his mind, so he saw Chen Yuan stretch out his hand to untie his waist, and took down a long sword.

"Although this thing is not a fairy treasure, it is also a magic weapon compared to mortal swords. Today I will give it to the general."

Chen Yuan pulled out her long sword, and a white light flashed from the sword, like a white dragon swimming through the treetops.

"If you practice like a dragon in vain, you will be named Bailong."

In a gentle tone, Chen Yuan waved her sleeve across the sword, stretched out her hand to grab the air, a gust of wind blew up in the forest, and wisps of clear air visible to the naked eye flew out from the rocks and trees, gathered in his palm, and Chen Qingzhi, and Little Daoist was a little bit from ear to ear.

The next moment, the fingertips pressed against the middle of the sword surface and slowly extended, and the moment the Senhan metal surface suddenly revealed the word "white dragon" in vertical script, the long sword buzzed and trembled, making a sword sound like a dragon roaring.

"I have already cast a spell on this sword. The general is charging forward, but with it by his side, he will be able to move forward."

The imprint on the sword had already been removed by Chen Yuan, and he did not take the sword as his own, so he just gave it to Chen Qingzhi.

"The general reached out."

Chen Qingzhi hadn't regained his composure, and when he had a reaction, he stretched out his palm hastily. Before he could speak, he felt a pain in his palm, and a wound melted open. When the bright red blood slowly overflowed, he quickly made a fist according to Professor Chen Yuan's method. Blood dripped on the blade.

Drops of blood were fleeting, and when Chen Yuan said: "Okay." Chen Qingzhi withdrew his hand, casually applied the hemostatic wound medicine, and couldn't wait to take this extraordinary weapon from Chen Yuan's hand.

"The general doesn't need to use this sword on weekdays. Whenever he marches against each other, he can hold it to charge into battle. With the protection of the white dragon, he will be unstoppable!"

"Qingzhi, thanks sir!"

This time, Chen Qingzhi directly knelt down on his knees, and when he raised his head, there was no shadow of Chen Yuan and the others in front of him, only a little smoke filled the air, and faint words echoed in the forest.

"It's getting late, the general should leave. If there is a fate, we will see you again."

"It's really a fairy."

Chen Qingzhi was stunned for a while and could not speak, he just sighed and got up from the ground, and then looked around, he was afraid that Mr. and the fat Taoist had already left in the clouds and mist.

He looked down at the white dragon sword in his hand, fondled it a few times, put it into the scabbard and tied it around his waist on the left side, stepped on the white horse, turned around and rushed back in the direction he came from.

The sound of hooves went away.

Behind the lingering smoke, Chen Yuan and the fat Taoist fanned their sleeves, came out from behind the tree, dispersed the smoke, talked and laughed and continued on their way.

Wearing the stars and wearing the moon along the way, a few days later, they passed through Yuzhou and entered the boundary of Luoyang. Chen Yuan had no intention of entering the city, but walked around the huge city.

Pinching the finger, looking for the breath of Zhenjunguan.

(End of this chapter)