Demon Eye Shura

As soon as the words were uttered, the noisy court hall suddenly fell silent, even Prince Wu Jiang Nan, who didn't care about world affairs and kept his eyes closed when he was in court, raised his head in awe. .

After a moment of silence, a courtier soon questioned him. This is a middle-aged man, an important minister of the Beitang Military Department, and one of Jiang Nan's capable subordinates.He stepped forward and snorted heavily: "My military department spent a lot of money last year and searched the whole country for magic weapons, only to collect two low-grade ones. Magic weapons are precious and rare, I think everyone here is very clear. It’s really a top-notch magic weapon, not to mention a thousand taels of gold, even ten thousand taels of gold is worth it. Hehe, but according to what Liu Huangfu said just now, he just passed by the market, and he recognized it when he saw it. Waiting for a magic weapon? Buying it with a cheap price? What luck!"

"In this way, Liu Huangfu is going to make a mistake. He openly used the name of the magic weapon to cover up the fact that the daughter bought the painting. This is the crime of deceiving the emperor. Let's talk about it, how should we deal with it?" The middle-aged man After the man finished speaking, someone under him immediately agreed with him, hehe sneered.

"Presumptuous!" The main hall suddenly roared, and a young man dressed in gold and with a handsome face broke in from the entrance of the hall, glaring at the Minister of the Ministry of War: "Zhao Qi, what are you? No, he is also the Imperial Fu of Beitang, the teacher of this prince, and a first-rank Beitang University scholar! What a status, how can you wait here to clamor! What's more, the matter has not yet been found out, what qualifications do you have to draw conclusions? You think you are the father Is it? Or do you want to replace the father? The person who made the mistake seems to be you!"

The second prince Beitang Huan suddenly appeared, and the ensuing roar surprised everyone in the court.

Zhao Qi didn't expect that the second prince would suddenly come to court.

Not as good as everyone else, Beitang Huan hummed softly at the group of people who bombarded Liu Changqing, then faced Beitang Xian, and knelt down: "My son pays homage to my father, long live my father, long live my father."

"Master Shengming, my humble minister, my humble minister doesn't mean that!" Zhao Qi came back to his senses, knelt down and kowtowed again and again.

"Get up."

Beitang Xian took a deep look at Zhao Qi, then turned to Beitang Huan, smiling kindly, as if nothing had happened just now: "Huan'er has always been sensible, so he broke into the court today, but there is something urgent, right? Speak slowly, Father, listen."

As soon as Beitang Huan stood up, all the officials in the court fell silent, and even those who were about to open their mouths to bombard them shut their mouths in consideration of the situation.Not to mention that the second prince is currently the most favored by Beitang Xian, and his mouth is also very venomous.Just like that poor Zhao Qi just now, in a few words, he gave him the name of seeking power and usurping the throne.

Beitang Huan looked around, and then took a few steps forward, standing together with Liu Changqing: "Father, what the teacher said is true. This painting was appraised by a special person, and it was confirmed that it is a high-quality magic weapon. .If it is hung in the palace, it can not only ward off evil and create good luck, but it also seems to be used in battle."

"Used for battle?" The surrounding people were in a daze, apparently not believing it. .

Because currently the Ministry of War has collected six low-level, three medium-level, and one high-level, a total of ten magic weapons.Even if it is the first-class magic weapon, it can at most be used to benefit and avoid evil.Moreover, this first-class magic weapon is just a wood carving, let alone used for fighting, it can be easily destroyed by burning with a knife, let alone used for fighting.

But now Beitang Huan said that this painting can be used for battle?In the final analysis, this is just a painting, can it withstand the knife, fire, and water?

"Father, my servant has already brought the painting. If you don't believe me, you can try it in the palace." As he spoke, Beitang clapped his hands happily. Behind him were two graceful maids, each holding one end of the painting, Come forward slowly.

Beitang Huan turned around, gently pulled the lower end of the scroll, and unfolded it.

When the painting scroll was unfolded, Bei Tangxian let out a soft snort, his eyes lit up, and the great eunuch Chen Shijun beside him, flicking his whisk, stared at the painting with a slightly deep gaze.

"It's so realistic!" Many people stared at the scroll, startled.I just felt my throat tighten, the monster in this painting was too real, as if it was about to jump out of the scroll, wrap its barbed long tail around the neck of the person and drag it into the painting.

After watching for a long time, Chen Shijun nodded and said softly, "Your Majesty, this is indeed a magic weapon."

Beitangxian nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Beitang Huan, and said softly, "How does Huaner plan to try?"

Beitang said happily: "According to my son's knowledge, Zhao Qi and Zhao Shangshu seem to be in the perfect state of physical training. You can let him raise a knife to chop paintings and give it a try."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi's expression changed a little, and there was a dark spot in his eyes: "Since Mr. Chen has already said that this is a magic weapon, it's better not to try it. If the magic weapon is smashed, what crime should I have? "

"Oh, you don't need to be guilty, if it is broken, all the consequences will be borne by me alone." Beitang said happily.

"it is good!"

Zhao Qi nodded, looked at Beitang Xian, and smiled: "If His Majesty has no objection, I don't mind giving it a try."

"Just try it, I won't punish you." Bei Tangxian stroked his beard and said.

Zhao Qi nodded, pulled out the golden knife at his waist, and suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing over the hall, with an incomparably wild aura. Chen Shijun narrowed his eyes slightly, and swung his whisk to protect those uncultivated literati and courtiers.Without such protection, these literati and courtiers would simply not be able to bear such overwhelming pressure.

"It's actually chopping through the air!" People with cultivation could tell at a glance that this move was Zhao Qi's specialty.Splitting the air, known as quick casting, can spread out air waves out of thin air and tear everything apart when refined to the peak, with infinite power.

The golden knife was like a meteor filling the air, and when it slashed down, the air howled, and before it fell, two invisible waves of air bulged in the hall.

Zhao Qi used this trick to kill his master, obviously he deliberately wanted to cut the painting, so as to openly avenge Bei Tanghuan for scolding him.

However, at the moment when the blade was close to the scroll, Zhao Qi was taken aback. For some reason, he felt a strange force swallowing the strength in his hand.The power of this knife is obviously powerful, but when he really got close to the picture scroll, it made him feel like he was chopping on a ball of cotton.

How could this be?

Zhao Qi had no time to think about it, the picture scroll was right in front of him, he suddenly shouted, the force of the knife suddenly deepened, and he slashed down!

The golden knife in his hand is made of fine iron, extremely hard, but it is facing a piece of pure drawing paper.No one would have imagined that the two very contrasting and completely different things would intersect at this moment.

Soon, the blade cut off, and at the moment when the two intersected, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the huge impact suddenly exploded. With the picture scroll as the center, the golden bricks paving the floor in the hall It exploded in an instant, splitting into a proto-form spider with a diameter of four meters.

The maid supporting the painting was thrown three or four meters away, while Zhao Qi, who was chopping the painting with a knife, was even more tragic. He flew out like a scarecrow, and slammed into a golden pillar in the palace, clutching his chest, puffing. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was severely injured!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall was stunned and stared blankly at the picture scroll that fell on the ground.

The picture scroll was cut down by that powerful knife, but it was intact, there was no knife mark or damage, and the picture was so clean and tidy that it was frightening.

"Ah! This painting!" Someone exclaimed, pointing at the scroll.Everyone rubbed their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief, they saw that the monster in the painting actually moved!Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he twisted his dark and thick long tail. (To be continued.)