Standing next to him is Mr. Eleven, Mr. Ninth in Hanmo Academy.

Zhong Yubai and the man in black in Ji Yuan's Mansion.

In the courtyard behind the Liu family's Flower Gardening Pavilion, the toad soul carried by Luo Mingyue glowed faintly.

In the Sifang Wine Shop, the mysterious storyteller was also a little surprised.

In Taixuan Palace, countless eyes fell on the city gate.

At the gate of the city, a middle-aged scholar entered Xuandu.

The scholar had a scholarly air and seemed very weak, except for the fact that he had a three-foot long sword on his waist.

In Taixuan Capital, there are countless scholars wearing swords.

This dusty scholar did not provoke the interrogation of the guard at the door because he was too ordinary.

But when he stepped into Taixuanjing.

Emperor Chongtian, who was at his desk reviewing memorials, raised his head and put down his pen.

"This Lu Jing does have some vision."

Emperor Chongtian said casually to Lao Diao Si who was bowing to serve him: "He saw that the black gold of the Immortal Slaughter has a spirit. I am the master of the black gold of the Immortal Slaughter. The sword I have used will never be able to erase my aura in my life."

Lao Diao Si was still dressed in red. He never looked at the face of Emperor Chongtian. He just bowed and said: "Although Lord Jing Guo is a young man, with his clear understanding of swordsmanship, he could sense the difference in the black gold of Tu Xian.

That’s why this An Ruolu came from Zhufeng Mansion on Xi’an Road.”

An Ruolu once owed a favor to the three states of Chong'an. Later, he lived in seclusion and no news was heard from him.

But he never thought that An Ruolu still hadn't forgotten the kindness of the martial arts leader whose Tianji swept across the world.

After being invited by the three states of Chong'an, he packed his bags on Anxi Road and came all the way to Taixuanjing.

"He also brought a handful of thirty-six counties?"

Emperor Chongtian became more and more curious: "Since Lu Jing wants to forge his own sword, why does he need so many first-grade famous swords?

Famous swords and famous swords do not meet each other. He thinks that he is Shang Min, who can use magical skills, and famous swords like Bailu can recognize their master together?"

When Emperor Chongtian spoke, a ray of light flashed in the eyes of the dragon corpse embedded on the table.

Eunuch Lu of Red Diao Si did not continue speaking.

Emperor Chongtian suddenly remembered something again: "The storyteller is also in Taixuan Capital now?"

Lu Gonggong is known as.

"This is quite a coincidence.

If Lu Jing could really forge a famous sword, then the storyteller would just make an annotation for the sword.

The sword forged by An Ruolu, coupled with the sword-making treasure I gave you, can produce a famous sword among the top fifteen in the world.

If this sword is tailor-made for Lu Jing, combined with the sword spirit of Fu Guang and the edge of the fearless sword soul, the power of such a sword in Lu Jing's hands will indeed be much better than that of the Black Gold of the Immortal Slaughter."

Eunuch Lu, who has always been reticent, rarely sighed today: "He is indeed the person chosen by the Holy King.

He can already kill Shenque with the Black Gold of Immortal Slaughter.

If he were to make a sword for himself, even if he could not keep up with the Marquis of Zhongshan and Gongsun Suyi of the Northern Qin Dynasty, he would still not be able to keep up with the immortal geniuses who devoured the fruit of the spiritual tide in the fifth city on the twelfth floor.

But he can already stand proudly on top of Zhaoxing.

It’s just...I went to the west building that day..."

There was some worry in Eunuch Lu's last words, which was a pity.

Naturally, he was not worried about Lu Jing, but worried about Emperor Chongtian's plan.

"Even if the sky falls, Bai Guanqi will be there to carry it."

Emperor Chongtian took up his imperial pen again to review the memorial.

Logically speaking, Emperor Chongtian was so diligent in his administration, but Dafu Tianxia would never be like this.

But I don’t know what the memorial... actually said.

With An Ruolu wearing a three-foot dagger on his waist, the prosperity of Taixuan Capital seems to have nothing to do with him.

He lowered his head and walked down the long street, not knowing what to think.

Occasionally, a ray of sunlight fell, and I saw more words on the scabbard of the sword at his waist.

The sword master of Qi State, who practiced the one-word sword, woke up from the Jixia sword pavilion.

He turned his head, looked at the broad sword not far away, and frowned.

"Crafts made by heaven have their own truth of heaven and earth..."

An Ruolu forged two famous first-grade swords that were passed down to the world, and also forged nine second-grade famous swords.

It's okay for him to live in seclusion in the world. Now that he goes to Taixuanjing, isn't he afraid that he will lose the concubine of heaven and earth and die suddenly in front of the fire?

Thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, Yuezhi.

There is a girl hugging a cat, her childish hair is not dry yet, but her beauty is deep in her bones.

Her long brown hair was tied up with a hairpin.

The cat in the girl's arms is black with a white tail and dark pupils.

Until... the long sword scabbard on An Ruolu's waist in Taixuan Capital lit up, revealing two small words.

"Daji."

It was like calling the black cat in the girl's arms.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in the black cat's eyes, and then he suddenly jumped out of the girl's arms.

In an instant, a black and white stream of light flashed past.

The black cat disappeared, replaced by a long sword with a snow-white blade and a hilt as black as ink.

The charming girl gently reached out her hand, and the weird long sword fell into her hand.

Just at this time.

Five or six people walked into the girl's homemade gold tent.

There are two guards in front and two maids behind.

In the center is a high-spirited woman wearing a high crown and beautiful clothes.

The woman's eyebrows are like green feathers and her skin is like white snow. She is very beautiful, but she has her own majesty gathered in her eyebrows, just like a daughter of a king who holds the country.

The girl holding a long sword saluted with her sword in her arms: "Elder Princess..."

The person who came was none other than the high-ranking woman who had once met Gongsun Suyi in the mirror.

"Not many people in the thirty-six countries of the Western Region call me the eldest princess."

The eldest princess looked around at the golden tent, and then her eyes fell directly on the girl's arms.

"Princess Dayue, this sword is the famous sword Daji, the thirteenth in the world?"

the eldest princess asked.

Princess Dayue nodded.

The eldest princess asked again: Is it made by An Ruolu?"

Princess Dayue replied: "An Ruolu once forged two famous swords for me and the sword master of Qi in his lifetime.

This Daji is one of them."

The eldest princess became interested, took two steps forward, and casually took the Daji Sword from Princess Dayue's arms.

"Is this An Ruolu's Furnace Sealing Sword?"

Princess Dayue said: "An Ruolu went to Taixuanjing and brought his iron-cutting sword with him. He should have gone to make swords."

The eldest princess's eyes changed, and she was a little puzzled: "Who in the world today can hire An Ruolu?"

Princess Dayue shook her head: "I don't know either, it's just... An Ruolu is afraid that he won't be able to forge a first-class famous sword if he enters Taixuan Capital."

"Even if it is forged with force, it probably won't be among the twenty-one swords in the world."

"Why?" the eldest princess asked again.

Princess Dayue said: "It depends on whether An Ruolu is willing to make a sword. If someone imposes favors and authority on him, he will not be able to make a good sword."

The eldest princess raised her eyebrows and asked: "He cast Daji for you and Tianyi for the Sword Master of Qi. It was he who saw your swordsmanship and voluntarily cast it for you?"

"I don't know how the Qi sword master's Tianyi is.

But Daji is like this."

Princess Dayue said: "But as far as I know, there are not many swordsmen in Taixuan Capital who can impress An Ruolu."

When the Yuezhi Princess said this, she suddenly hesitated: "Except for that Lu Jing.

It’s just that the eldest princess told me yesterday that the sword in Lu Jing’s hand is the Immortal-Slaying Black Gold of Lord Dafu.
Chapter completed!