Gate of God

In the middle of the hole, a sword was inserted.

It was a seemingly ordinary sword, with no patterns or gorgeous carvings on the hilt. From the hilt up to the smooth blade, it gradually became bright from the darkness.

A faint purple light emanated from the ground, it was a very strange purple, it was also the last drop of essence blood of Devil Emperor Sikong.

Such a sword does not deserve to be magnificent, but none of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty would consider this sword to be an ordinary sword.

Because this is the sword of Saint God of War, Mengtian, and this is also the sword of the devil Emperor Sikong.

In Jin Luan Hall, everyone's eyes were focused on the sword.

"This is the sword of the heavenly **** of war?"

"Jianmang contains immortal, excellent sword!"

"With this sword, it will definitely shock my prestige of the Daxia Dynasty!"

The civil and military officials looked at the sword one by one, and there was a strong desire from their hearts in their eyes, but no one dared to take any action.

Because the weight of this sword is too heavy.

Saint God of War, a generation of heroes of the Daxia dynasty, was the root of the country and the pride of mankind. Well, his sword is the inheritance of this fundamental and pride.

Duan Wanglin Xinjue and Crown Prince Lin Tianrong were also looking at the sword. Both eyes shone with light. Duan Wanglin Xinjue's hands shivered involuntarily.

If he can get this sword, then his position in the North Korea will be more stable.

This does not have much to do with the sword itself, but the meaning of this sword. He is the sword of Heavenly God of War, and represents the will of Heavenly God of War.

When the will of the Holy God of War is added to his body, among the three armies, who dares not accept? !

The crown prince Lin Tianrong was sweating with the same excitement. Of course he knew what Duan Wang Lin Xinjue was thinking.

How can he make Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's idea succeed, no matter what, he must get this sword. This sword represents the sacred will of the **** of war.

St. Lin Mubai's expression was a little surprised, but it was only surprised. The shore of the soil, is not the king, although the sword is inserted in the ground, it is like in his hands.

As long as he wants, he can take it at any time.

Yan Xiu. Pingyang, Xingqing Sui and Nangongmu have all seen this sword.

So, of course, they knew that this sword was the one found by Fang Zhengzheng in the Holy World, but why did Fang Zhengzheng put the sword on the ground?

In addition, what I said just now...

What does that mean?

"The Lord?!"

Compared with other people, Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's expression is obviously slightly gloomy, because although his eyes are also looking at the sword, but. What I thought was the same as Yan Xiu and others, but what Fang Zhengzhi just blurted out.

"If there is something that belongs to the Lord, even if it is dropped on the ground, it can't be taken away by others!"

What is the meaning of this sentence from Fang Zheng's straight mouth?

Is it...

Suddenly, Zuo Xiangyu Yiping had a bad hunch in his heart. This kind of feeling was very strong, but he couldn't believe that this might actually exist.

Fang Zhengzhi is actually a little nervous now, but he is not a sword. It was in the temple of Jin Luan, the large cave that was poked by a sword.

It's finished, it seems to be too heavy...

Where is it?

Jin Luan Temple!

This time it must be miserable, in the Jin Luan Hall. Poke such a big hole, won't you want me to lose money? How much do you have to lose...

I really don’t know if I said it was not intentional, did anyone believe it?

Fang Zhengzhi's eyes quickly swept through the civil and military officials, and then secretly looked at the expressions on the faces of Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, Prince Lin Tianrong, and Sheng Shang Lin Mubai.

Finally relieved.

It seems that everyone's attention is not in the hole. It's on the sword, so things are easier to handle, and the responsibility is directly blamed on the sword? It is impossible to kill the sword, or to find the sword to lose money?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhengzheng's courage grew up again, quietly looking at the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, showing an innocent expression.

"Fang Zhengzheng, you just said that there is something of the Lord, even if it is thrown on the ground, it can't be taken or taken away by others. What is the meaning of this sentence?" Stood up.

"What do you mean? You don't even understand this sentence? Really don't know how you passed the Daoist exam..." Founder looked straight at the minister who stood up with some contempt.

"How did the Taoist exam pass?"

The civil and military officials looked at Fang Zhengzhen one by one, and in the Jinluan Temple, it was undoubtedly an insult to say this to a minister of the fourth grade.

Moreover, it is a very straightforward insult...

This kind of feeling is like a sage who learns from the rich and five cars and picks up the most superficial "Dao Dian San Zi Jing Pian". "

What do you want to die.

"You..." The minister's face was red and white, he wanted to argue, but, as a Sipin clerk, if he really competed with a civilian in the court and blushed his neck, it would really become a laughing stock, Therefore, he can only suppress this tone first: "The official is asking you, what is the purpose of this remark?"

"Oh, did you ask me what I meant? But, Yu Xiang didn't explain clearly just now? If something has a master, even if it fell on the ground and was picked up, it still has nothing to do with the person who picked it up. You Wouldn’t you think that what Yu Xiang said was wrong?” Fang Zhengzheng suddenly realized.

"Hahaha...Yu Xiang is of course right, but you seem to be saying that this sword is yours? Fang Zhengzheng, the official admits that you have some talent, but this sword is the relic of the heavenly **** of war. , It belongs to the dynasty, how could it be yours?" The minister smiled. He didn't think Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's words had anything to do with Fang Zhengzhi.

"This is simple. Whose thing is it? Just call her and see if she doesn't agree?" Fang Zhengzhi said rightfully.

In the Holy World, he summoned the sword, so of course, he was confident to let the sword return to his hands again. This is an indisputable fact, and only someone needs to question it.

Then, you can break it by yourself.

"Can you still..."

"Master Wang!"

A voice suddenly interrupted the minister's words, and then, standing by the side of the penal department, Shang Shuwan Chong, had stood up and shook his head at the minister.

As the chief judge of the North Korean trial, he certainly knows more about what is happening in the Holy World than other people. He also knows that it was Founder who just summoned the sword.

Now Founder's integrity is obviously in the set.

As long as the minister spoke unbelief, then Fang Zhengzheng could call the sword right. At that time, if the Manchu civil and military officials were hindered by Zuo Xiangyu and Yiping, it was naturally difficult to deal with it.

Shock the courtiers with the words of Zuo Xiangyu Yiping?

There is a sneer in the corner of the mouth of the criminal department Shang Shuwan. He has to admit that Fang Zhengzhi's scheming is indeed admirable. However, this is the Jin Luan Temple. How can he tolerate a Maotou kid who has not entered the dynasty?

"Fang Zhengzheng, you found this sword in the world of Holy Heaven, and beheaded the demon with this sword, then this sword will naturally follow your call temporarily, but this does not prove that this sword is yours. !"

"Moreover, this sword is inherited from the will of the **** of war in the Holy Spirit, with the heart of beheading the demon, so the officer is actually willing to believe that you can use this sword, but the talents of the Daxia dynasty, this sword should be It can only be used by more powerful people in order to exert its true power!"

"Of course, the official also believes that ten years or five years later, you may have good strength. By that time, you can contribute to the dynasty. you?"

After the criminal department Shang Shu Wan Chong finished his speech, when he looked at Fang Zhengzheng, there was a clear triumph in his eyes. In his view, Fang Zhengzheng's mind was completely out of his control.

Then...

How can you turn the waves?

After hearing the words of Shang Shu Wan Chong, the minister who had just stood up suddenly felt a cold sweat behind his back. He finally understood the danger just now, and he almost made a kid who had not entered the court play.

If it is really the result, I am afraid that I will take off my kimono.

He couldn't help but show a grateful expression to Shang Shuwan, then quietly retreated to the crowd.

The other civil and military officials also understood Fang Zhengzhen's intention at the moment. He was slightly surprised, but somewhat mocked. He hadn't entered the court yet, so he wanted to fight Manchu Wenwu?

The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it is a pity that although he has this heart, he has no such strength.

In vain.

Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's eyes looked a bit gloomy. He thought Fang Zhengzhi had already softened, but did not think that Fang Zhengzhi actually wanted to borrow his own momentum?

It's just that this kind of thought is still a little bit more tender, that is, it's just a joke.

The Criminal Department Shang Shuwan Chong saw Fang Zhengzhi no longer speak, and the Manchu civil and military officials also looked at themselves, and knew that it was time to let this farce come to an end.

"The official gave the sword on behalf of the son~www.readwn.com~!" After finishing the sentence, Shang Shuwan Chong of the Criminal Department looked at Fang Zhengzhen with a smile, and looked at St. Lin Mubai on the dragon chair. .

Finally, after getting the signal from Saint Mu Lin, he finally strode to the sword.

With a slight cough, he grabbed his hand towards the hilt incomparably.

Pull your arm slightly and pull gently...

The lines are not moving.

"Huh? Sure enough, it's a good sword. There's even more depth in the ground, ha ha ha... wait for the officer to put a little more force!" The punishment Shang Shuwan didn't pull out the sword at once, and the old face was slightly red, and it seemed a little embarrassing.

However, if he is as spicy as he is, how can he not know how to respond to Chao Tang?

He laughed suddenly.

I just smiled and smiled, but my expression was slightly more serious, and my posture also changed a little. I pulled the sword from one hand to both hands together... (to be continued.) (www..)