Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 21 The Spring Breeze Blows Rebirth, Dead Wood Sword Art!

Xianyang City at night is resplendent and magnificent, with countless guards walking among the tall buildings, everything is quiet.

The delicate maid came to Ying Zheng's study with a midnight snack, put it down lightly, and retreated silently.

Looking at the boy who was sitting in front of the study and studying the scroll seriously, the maid began to think silently.

In the past few days, His Royal Highness Gong Zizheng spent significantly more time in the study. Although Yingzheng liked to read a lot in the past few years after returning to Qin, he would go to the study whenever he had time, but obviously not God is so diligent.

In the past few days, His Highness Gong Zizheng spent almost all of his time in the study except for eating and sleeping.

Regarding these matters, she naturally reported all of them to the Empress Dowager Huayang, but the Empress Dowager obviously didn't care too much about all these things.

In fact, even she felt that she was worrying too much.

After all, what can a person who spends all day in his study do?What the Empress Dowager Empress needs to pay attention to the most is not Her Royal Highness, the eldest son Zheng, but another big force, Lu Buwei.
As for His Highness Gong Zizheng, he should be simply worried about the upcoming enthronement ceremony.
"Your Highness, it's late at night, please put your body first."

"I see, back off."

The maid nodded and stepped back respectfully.

Under the golden light, Ying Zheng continued to flip through the bamboo slips in his hand.

Time passed by minute by minute.

And after an unknown amount of time, a slight trembling sound suddenly rang out from his mind!

And along with this trembling, an incomparably sharp light was suddenly released from the little pagoda in his mind! !
"Ok?"

"Is the condensation complete?"

Feeling the light and trembling, Ying Zheng hurriedly looked at it!
as predicted!

Just by looking at it, Ying Zheng could feel the energy in the little pagoda filled to the extreme!
If the light from the little pagoda in the past was compared to a light bulb, then the light from the little pagoda is like a bright little sun now!
The emerald green light was as dazzling as a jewel, and it carried an extremely strong breath of life, filling his entire mind like an ocean!

Countless cumbersome runes emerged in the ocean, rolling and rolling with the waves!
And in this full of emerald green vitality, the afterimage of the Ding Qin sword that was originally flickering in the small pagoda has completely condensed at this time!

"Zheng~~"

The crisp sword sound gradually came out, and the little Ding Qin sword flickered in his mind.

The three-foot-long sword exudes a sharp light, and there seem to be countless complicated runes around it, like a sky full of flowers, and from time to time it turns into a dragon coiling around, the extremely sharp sword body is engraved with complex runes, as if it is just Just looking at it, it gives people a simple and domineering feeling!

Is this... the Ding Qin Sword that can transform into form? !

Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, looking at the sword in his mind, he had a premonition that as long as he thought about it, he could easily reflect it!

Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng didn't reveal too many flaws, he slowly got up and spoke calmly.

"You all step back, I'm going to rest."

"Yes."

A servant withdrew silently.

Called two of the most confidant attendants and asked them to guard the door, Ying Zheng looked around and confirmed that no one was around, then narrowed his eyes slightly, communicated with the little pagoda in his mind, and tried to summon Ding Qin Jian .

'Om~'

There was a glimmer of light.

An indescribable feeling rushed into his heart. At this moment, he felt that his energy and energy seemed to be drained a lot, and his whole body was weak for a while.

However, before he could react, a tiny light suddenly appeared on his palm!

Immediately afterwards, the light suddenly magnified!

Like a fire tree and silver flowers, it rose up in the room in an instant!

In the next second, a sharp long sword suddenly appeared in the palm of the palm!
"This is Ding Qin Jian?"

Grasping the sword, Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, he held his breath, and began to observe seriously!

The sword is about three feet long, and the blade is simple and simple. Two small seal scripts are inscribed on its body. It looks almost exactly the same as the one he made, but Ying Zheng can clearly feel the two. The difference between the swords!
Holding the sword in his hand, Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, he swung the sword at will, and lightly hacked on the corner of the table.

'brush! '

Without feeling any resistance, a light sound slid across, the heavy wooden table snapped, and the head-sized log fell to the ground with a bang, making a heavy sound, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror!
"Good sword!"

"This can no longer be regarded as a mundane thing?"

Holding the Ding Qin sword, Ying Zheng was a little excited. You must know that although he has no influence in the palace, the living decoration around him is the best!

It would take at least a thousand catties of strength to cut off a wooden stake the size of a human head!
But now holding the Ding Qin sword, he didn't feel any resistance!
The quaint sword blade shone faintly under the moonlight. Just holding it, Yingzheng felt like he was connected by blood, like an arm commanding him!
Is this Ding Qin Jian?Really extraordinary!

But when Ying Zheng was thinking this way, the Ding Qin Sword in his hand suddenly trembled slightly!

Then an extremely complicated memory suddenly flooded into his mind!
After watching for a short time, Ying Zheng suddenly raised his head!
"This is a practice method? And there is a sword method?!"

Flicking through the memories in his mind quickly, Ying Zheng's breathing gradually became a little short!
That's right!

What rushed into his mind just now was nothing but a practice sword technique!
It's called "Deadwood Sword Fight"!
Although the name of this practice sword technique looks quite extraordinary, it is actually just the most basic practice move, which belongs to Ding Qin Sword, and it is not very complicated!
After studying it carefully, Ying Zheng almost couldn't help laughing out loud! !

This exercise came in a timely manner!
You must know that he is currently under the attack of two major forces. Although he is about to ascend the throne of King Qin, he has almost no power to protect himself!
But now, with this practice sword art, he can completely cultivate a force of his own!

Although it is still impossible to completely shake the power of Lu Buwei and Empress Huayang, in this vast Qin Dynasty, they can be regarded as having their own power! !
(End of this chapter)