Chapter 46, Books and Swords compete for the

Author: Qingzhou plays wine

Chapter 46, Books and Swords compete for the

Huang Meng woke up and only Jiang Wangsheng was by his side.

She sat up slowly and rubbed her head, "Where am I?"

"A small town next to Tianwang City."

Huang Mengjue got up, his whole body ached, and shouted: "That eunuch is so awesome."

"The reason why he can rank third on the Tianlist is mostly because of his extremely yin and cold internal strength." Jiang Wangsheng glanced at her, "You actually dare to face him."

"How do you know?"

"If you use your sword to hit your palm, how can you let your internal force penetrate into your internal organs? He is ordered to do things, and he can't really want to kill you, right?" Jiang Wangsheng gave her a blank look.

Huang Mengjue said: "You didn't see how powerful I was at the beginning. When I blocked his first move, I used the Chunqiu sword, and even the third in the Heavenly List could be forced to retreat a little."

"The sword of Spring and Autumn is the most advanced sword technique in the sword of Spring and Autumn?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

"Yes. My master has super powerful skills."

Jiang Wangsheng grinned, as if he was admiring and as if he was sarcastic.

Huang Mengjue woke up in shock, "Where is Yun Yuyan?"

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "Bei Li has actions, and marriage is just a trick of His Majesty. He didn't really want to do that. So, I asked Yun Yuyan to go back early."

"Then, why don't you send me back?" Huang Mengjue asked curiously.

"She is a princess! If you abduct the princess, you can give me a charge." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

"Oh." Huang Mengjue was a little disappointed.

Jiang Wangsheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Nie Tianzhou has entered Beijing."

"Senior Brother is here? That's great!" Huang Mengjue was overjoyed.

"What can happen if Nie Tianzhou comes?" Jiang Wangsheng curled his lips.

Huang Mengjue danced his fists and said, "My senior brother is amazing. He is the best master in Chunqiu Jianlu, except for his master."

"Where is Ye Jianqing?" Jiang Wangsheng looked at her with a smile.

Huang Mengjue paused, "I don't know why the second senior brother wanted to betray his master. I remember that the second senior brother was very kind to me before."

"He found his own way." Jiang Wangsheng couldn't help but sigh.

"What does it mean?" Huang Mengjue asked.

Jiang Wangsheng thought for a long time, "There are many disciples under Jianlu in the Spring and Autumn Period, but only Ye Jianqing, who had rebelled from the sect, found his own sword, and then he was at the forefront of the Tianlist."

Huang Mengjue still wanted to ask, but Jiang Wangsheng said, "The words have come to this point, and you need to understand the rest yourself."

Jiang Wangsheng knew the old man Jianjia’s plan, but he did not want to destroy the great master in Huang Mengjue’s heart.

Her future martial arts advancement lies with her. If she realizes it, although she is very compassionate, she will explore the barriers of her heart and make rapid progress in martial arts.

If you have not obtained the secret, you are in the ninth grade and look at the martial arts world, you will be the best person.

Jiang Wangsheng murmured: "Nie Tianzhou went to Beijing at this time, probably because the emperor's old man did it on purpose."

He glanced at Huang Mengjue who was sitting on the bed to recover his true energy and said to himself: "She is the beloved disciple of the Old Man Jian Armor. It is probably the Old Man Jian Armor who heard of it and asked His Majesty to keep her."

"Since that's the case, Chunqiu Jianlu and Xichu royal family are really standing on the same line."

Jiang Wangsheng looked north, "Dao Shenshan is probably standing with the Beili royal family."

Suddenly, Jiang Wangsheng's expression moved, looking northwest, his brows became deeper and deeper, and he said in a lost voice: "How could it be?"

In the morning court this morning, the old officials reported to beg for bones. The Emperor Chu showed great sincerity and requested to serve for a few more years, but they could not resist their insistence on leaving.

The Emperor Chu laughed in his heart and was extremely sad on the surface. He stood up in front of all civil and military officials, and went to His Highness to look at the dozen old ministers who walked out.

The Emperor Chu said solemnly: "My dear friends, the prosperity of Western Chu is inseparable from your unity. As long as Western Chu is still there for one day, your descendants will always enjoy the empress of the country."

"I, thank you for your Majesty." More than a dozen old ministers bowed and immediately left the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Emperor Chu showed an undetectable smile and looked at him and sat down, "Doctor of the Ministry of War--Zuo You!"

"I'm here."

"You have been in office for several years and have no quality. Now you dare to write articles to slander the strategy of using military forces in Western Chu. What crime should you be punished?"

Zuo You showed a look of panic, "I know the crime."

Emperor Chu said coldly: "You are demoted from the capital and appointed as the prefect of Yecheng County."

"Thank you for forgiveness."

One person immediately changed his sarcasm and stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have any questions."

"Tell me." The murderous intent flashed in Emperor Chu's eyes.

"Shen Wen, the prefect of Yecheng County, served for more than ten years, worked diligently and worked very hard, and did not make any mistakes." The man said.

Jiang Kongliu, the Minister of War, said: "It seems you don't know yet. Shen Wen, the prefect of Yecheng County, died suddenly in his mansion."

The man's face changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated into the ranks of ministers.

Emperor Chu said: "Is there any other memorial? If not, retreat to the court!"

"Senior Brother." Huang Mengjue ran into the hall of his house happily.

Nie Tianzhou was drinking tea with Huang Yingjun at this time and chatting.

Nie Tianzhou stood up and smiled and said, "Little Junior Sister, it's been a long time since we met."

"Her brother has improved his skills again?" Huang Mengjue's eyes flashed with strange colors.

"Small achievement." The tall young man smiled.

Nie Tianzhou looked at the accompanying young man and bowed, "You must be Jiang Wangsheng. I have heard that you have mastered sword skills and will definitely compete in another day."

"It's too humble." Jiang Wangsheng nodded and returned his greeting.

Huang Yingjun came over and said, "Wangsheng, thank you for your hard work this time."

"Not hindrance. Uncle Huang, you're fine."

Jiang Wangsheng looked at Nie Tianzhou and said to himself: "The talent is average, diligent and hardworking, and the sword art should be just the norm."

Nie Tianzhou also quietly observed Jiang Wangsheng and said to himself: "What a clever way to hide inner breath, I can't even see it. I haven't worn a sword, has he reached the level of extremely high sword technique?"

Huang Yingjun said: "It is better to have a day than to choose a day. Since we are gathering in our mansion today, it is better to practice swordsmanship. Just click until you finish, how about?"

Huang Mengjue clapped excitedly, "Okay, okay! Senior brother, let him see the mystery of my Spring and Autumn Sword Lu Sword Technique."

"Mengjue!" Huang Yingjun shouted lightly.

Huang Mengjue pouted, "He always looks like a master of kendo. I just want to see who is better."

In her opinion, Jiang Wangsheng's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but the reason why he has such divine power is inseparable from his deep internal strength.

If you only discuss the sword intention, the Spring and Autumn Sword Lu may not lose.

Nie Tianzhou looked at Jiang Wangsheng and bowed, "Brother Jiang, I have this intention."

Jiang Wangsheng looked around, grabbed it from a distance, and the true energy pinched two brushes and said, "When fighting with swords, blood will inevitably appear. You and I will write and compete with the sword intent."

"Okay." Nie Tianzhou was overjoyed and secretly surprised Jiang Wangsheng's control of internal strength.

Nie Tianzhou secretly complained: "Swordsmen focus on swords, and internal strength is ultimately auxiliary." In order to stabilize his confidence.

Huang Yingjun nodded and said, "This is a perfect solution. We have added two new stone pillars of Mount Tai to our mansion. We will now place them on the backyard to replace them. Can we?"

"Yes." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

The stone pillar is not big, just enough to write more than a dozen words.

Nie Tianzhou looked at the stone pillar, touched his sword again, felt something, and took a step forward and said, "I'm so ugly."

Then, he focused his sword intent on the tip of the pen, and the soft wolf hair was as sharp as a sword in an instant.

Nie Tianzhou wrote neatly, the stone ends fly, and the stone is three points into the stone.

"The sword is sharpened by sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold"

Every word weighs more than 100 kilograms, showing his heavy and sophistication, which is closely related to his years of experience in practicing swords.

Huang Yingjun looked at the neat words, "Tianzhou is young and has a deep sword technique, and he will definitely achieve great success in the future."

Jiang Wangsheng had no expression on his face.

Huang Mengjue clapped his hands excitedly, "The sword intent hits his face."

"I also write freely and express my feelings, and my mood is high. This meaning is far beyond my usual level." Nie Tianzhou said.

Huang Mengjue said to himself: "The eldest brother's handwriting is so good, it's like a woodblock printing."

Nie Tianzhou was a little embarrassed, and Huang Yingjun was also in a dilemma.
To be continued...