Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 44

In the early morning of the second day, under the service of Lu Zhi, Zhao Wen came to the study after washing up and eating breakfast.

Thinking that even if he was tired for half the night, Lu Zhi still got up earlier than himself and prepared everything the next morning. This alone, he was much more sensible than the concubine who was born with three surnames in Chu, which reminded Zhao Wen of Lu Zhi's time. , There is also a little more love on the face.

After telling the guards that no one is allowed to enter the study, and reading a book in the study for a while, Zhao Wen's figure disappeared in the study in an instant.

After entering the world channel of Swordsman, Zhao Wen glanced at Huashan not far away, and Zhao Wen drifted towards Huashan all the way like a fleeting image.

"This should be Huashan Siguo Cliff!" Seeing the words "Feng Qingyang" written on a cliff, Zhao Wen whispered to himself.

Raising his palm, he hit the cliff wall with three characters engraved on it. With a bang, a passage appeared in front of Zhao Wen. He stepped back slightly to let the foul air rush out from the entrance of the passage. Then he turned his head and looked to the other side of the mountain wall.

The sound just now was enough for some people to hear the movement on the top of the mountain.

"This Siguo Cliff is a forbidden area of ​​the Huashan Sect. Your Excellency is not a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Please leave quickly!" With a voice like a howling sword, a skinny old man with a face like gold paper and a lonely face landed on the ground. In front of Zhao Wen.

As soon as the old man appeared, he blocked the passageway behind him, and after looking up and down at Zhao Wen, his face was startled, and there was already a little more vigilance in his eyes.

"Your Sword Sect has been expelled from the Huashan Sect. I didn't expect you, Feng Qingyang, to be a disciple of the Huashan Sect!" Seeing that his method really drew Feng Qingyang out, Zhao Wen also had a smile on his face. meaning.

"Who is your Excellency who actually knows my Huashan Sword Sect?"

With Feng Qingyang's experience, one can tell at a glance that the inner strength of the young man in front of him is extremely strong.

Such an age, such internal strength!
Feng Qingyang regretted secretly in his heart. He had been alone in the back mountain these years, and he had no vigilance at all. As a swordsman, he didn't even bring a sword. passive.

"Zhao Wen, head of the Xiaoyao Sect, has met Senior Feng!"

He lightly arched his hands as a salute, but said with contempt in his mouth: "My Xiaoyao Sect has thousands of magical skills, and the broken swordsmanship in it, in this era of the decline of martial arts, may not Only small sect disciples like you would care about it!"

"Xiaoyaopai!" Feng Qingyang remembered where he had heard this name before, after thinking about it carefully, his face suddenly changed, and he took another step back!
"You actually know the name of our sect?" Zhao Wen's face showed curiosity. The Xiaoyao faction had already declined in the Song Dynasty, and Feng Qingyang knew it even in the Ming Dynasty, which made Zhao Wen secretly admire Feng Qingyang in his heart. Bowen.

"From a miscellaneous journal, I only said that your sect is extremely powerful, but I don't know that your sect has so many martial arts inheritance!" There are thousands of martial arts, and probably only Shaolin has the confidence to say so in the entire martial arts world. up.

Thinking of the Huashan Mountain that has fallen, I can't help sighing.

"Our sect has collected martial arts from all over the world since the Tang Dynasty. By the Song Dynasty, almost all of them have been collected. Later, the martial arts sect continued to decline, and the inheritance became less and less. If you just wave it a few times, you can say it is a supernatural skill. The seniors in the sect It is also not born!"

Zhao Wen explained the reason why the Xiaoyao School didn't go to the mountains with a flat face. Looking at the vigilant Feng Qingyang, he raised his hand and slapped Yang Ge Tianjun in the palm of Tianshan Six Suns in the void. The internal force of more than a hundred years formed a Huge handprints, the surrounding void seemed to tremble slightly.

Ignoring the drastic change in Feng Qingyang's face, he felt it lightly, as long as the Beiming Divine Art is practiced, it will always run automatically. As far as the speed of practice is concerned, it is at least ten times slower than the practice in the Tianlong era.

"I don't use any moves, just a simple slap, do you think there is anyone in the martial arts world who can block my slap?"

Feng Qingyang thought of a rumor in the miscellaneous notes he had read back then, that the Xiaoyao Sect has a magical skill that can absorb people's internal energy without any consequences. Originally, he just read it as a joke.

After all, although there is a star-attracting method in the martial arts, Ren Woxing's strength is not very strong in his opinion, and there are still great troubles.

But now, he firmly believes in this rumor. The young man in front of him still has a childish face, but his internal strength has reached an unimaginable level. Could it be that he cultivated it himself?

Seeing that Feng Qingyang didn't dare to move lightly under the deterrence of his powerful internal force, Zhao Wen sighed: "Seniors in this sect have always liked to collect various martial arts cheats, martial arts from all sects and sects in the world, except for Shaolin Marrow Washing Sutra, Beggar Apart from the Dog Beating Stick Technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and a large number of Duan's Yiyang Fingers, they are all in the Langhuan Jade Cave of our sect!"

"Originally, I also thought that in today's martial arts, there might be no martial arts that could be qualified to join it, but I didn't expect to hear that when I came out of the mountain, I heard that Dugu Qiubai also had an inheritance, and there was also a book called Sunflower Book" Cultivation technique!"

"Did you take it out yourself, or after I kill you, I will destroy the Huashan faction, and then look for it from the Huashan faction's classics!"

In the world of martial arts, martial arts are the most respected, and now his internal strength of more than a hundred years is definitely enough to run rampant in this world, Zhao Wen does not intend to play any calculations, but intends to push directly.

The aura of the boy on the opposite side was firmly locked on him, Feng Qingyang was sure that as long as he moved, he would be slapped with an unimaginably powerful palm!
As for what Zhao Wen said just now, he has no time to tell the truth from the fake, but the Shaolin Marrow Washing Sutra has been lost even by Shaolin himself. According to legend, there may not be many left now.

What worried him the most was that the young man in front of him was so light-hearted when he talked about destroying Huashan Manmen, but he didn't even dare to feel angry when the other party's energy was locked.

Once regretting that he didn't bring a sword when he came out, he hurriedly said: "There is no secret book of the Dugu Nine Swords in the Huashan sect, it is useless even if you kill all the disciples of Huashan!"

"I have already inquired. You did not accept any disciples, and you grew up in Huashan. Over the years, even if Jianzong was destroyed, you have been staying in the back mountain to protect the Huashan faction. At your age, The cheat book of Dugu Nine Swords will definitely be hidden where Huashan disciples can find it!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen slightly relieved Feng Qingyang's suppressed internal force, and said with a generous face: "But this sect never likes to force others, if you are willing to take out the Dugu Nine Swords, I can use Shaolin Seventy The two unique skills are exchanged with you, I believe, I am afraid that Shaolin's own seventy-two unique skills are not complete in my hands!"

(End of this chapter)