Zhao Rong put down his wine glass and looked seriously at Lin Wenruo, who was thinking a little.
Zhao Rong had wanted to inquire about this issue for a long time.
Finally, Lin Wenruo's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke slowly:
"I don't know much about the human race's election of an emperor. After all, what we monks of hundreds of schools are most concerned about is the contention among the disciples in Jixia Academy. This is related to the continuation of the orthodoxy, so I rarely hear about the human race's election of an emperor in the academy.
Hou’s business.”
"And the nine legendary elector families are all ancient families that have been passed down for thousands of years. Some of them even existed before Emperor Xuan led the human race to conquer the Xuanhuang Realm. Most of them are extremely low-key. Oh, if you haven't read "
"Xuan Emperor Law", I don't even know that there are nine electors, because from the news circulating on the mountain, I have only heard of the names of a few."
"Well, back to your question, Tzuyu, luckily, the Elector of Fuyao happens to be one of the few I know."
"The current situation in the Fuyao Elector Mansion can be summed up in four words."
Lin Wenruo glanced at the children of the Zhao family in front of him and softly uttered four words.
“Extremely bad.”
"How bad?"
"Destroy the family."
"What?"
"The Fuyao Elector Mansion in Kundu was wiped out. To be precise, all direct descendants of the Zhao family in Fuyao died. However, it is no different from being wiped out. An ancient family with a heritage of 70,000 years fell like this."
"Such a family can be said to be nothing." Lin Wenruo shook his head, took a sip of wine, and sighed, "Oh, the ancestor of the Fuyao Zhao family was the ancient swordsman who could kill the ancient saint Kunpeng with his sword.
The glory of the human sword cultivator is also the pride of the Xuanhuang human race."
Zhao Rong frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted.
"Wait, hiss."
Lin Wenruo suddenly thought of something and raised his head and said: "I heard rumors on the mountain that there seems to be a direct bloodline who escaped and is missing."
"I just don't know if it's true or not, because I can't find the body."
Zhao Rong frowned, thought for a moment, and asked from the beginning, "Which force destroyed the Fuyao Hou Mansion?"
"Where else could it be that the ancient demons in the Demon Desolate Gate they were guarding could not have been done by forces within our human race. Who is the Elector? Dare to attack him, which is contempt of the human race's supreme code "Xuanxuan"
"Emperor's Law"...Eh, no, Tzuyu, after hearing your question, I think it's somewhat possible."
"Although the forces within the human race cannot take action openly, they can secretly stumble and help the ancient demons in the sect and let them make knives. After all, they should be the ones who hate the Fuyao Zhao family the most in the world."
The more the tall Confucian scholar thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He was resourceful and good at calculations, and had done a lot of killing people with borrowed knives. He instantly felt that the destruction of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion might not be as simple as it seemed.
But after a while, he shook his head to dispel these thoughts.
"Whether it is or not, it is not something we can interfere with, or even think about it. This is the Fuyao Elector's Mansion, where swordsmen are like clouds. The force that can have grudges with them and has the ability to attack, at least in a comparable position, is the human race
The top handful of existences, the water behind them is unknown how deep it is, even if an ordinary seventh-level monk is involved, they will probably die."
Zhao Rong was silent for a while and then continued, "When was the Fuyao House destroyed?"
"Seventeen years ago."
The ordinary Confucian scholar pursed his lips.
"How on earth was the family exterminated?"
"I don't know the specific circumstances. I only know that it was the work of the ancient demon."
"What about Kundu? What's the situation? Have the ancient demons in the gate captured Kundu?"
"That's not true. They have been suppressed and returned. Don't worry, there should be no serious problems with the Demon Desolate Gate. When the Fuyao Elector's Mansion was there before, it had an absolute advantage. But after the incident seventeen years ago, due to the
The Fuyao Elector's Mansion has good relations with Tai'ajiange and the Mo family, and they have temporarily taken over Kundu. Over the years, I haven't heard of any turmoil within the family."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong put down the wine glass in his hand and asked, "Is that missing direct bloodline a boy or a girl?"
Lin Wenruo couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong, "I don't know whether he is a man or a woman. When the Fuyao Marquis Mansion was destroyed, this person was just born. I only know that the old Fuyao Marquis named this grandchild... Zhao Qingyi."
Zhao Rong lowered his head slightly, stared at the empty wine glass on the table, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that every elector has an elector sword, Fuyao elector sword, is it at Zhao Qingyi's place?"
Lin Wenruo raised his eyebrows, wondering why he would ask such a question. He carefully studied Zhao Rong's expression, and then looked at the empty wine glass he was staring at.
"I don't know, but the Fuyao Elector Sword did disappear in that incident. I'm sure of this, because this incident caused a big fuss."
"Each of the nine Elector Swords is not lower than the rank of a Saint Soldier, and symbolizes the authority of the Elector of the human race. It is of great significance and is an important weapon of the human race. Some people say that it was taken away by Zhao Qingyi
Some people say that it was stolen by the ancient demon, and some even say that the sword has been destroyed... Tai'a Jiange and the Moh family have been trying their best to find it, and even the giant of the Moh family personally went to the gate of the demon wilderness.
But still haven’t found it.”
"The Elector Sword disappeared together with Zhao Qingyi. Where they are or whether they still exist is still a mystery."
The young Confucian scholar asked another question that Lin Wenruo had not expected, "What is the name of Fuyao Emperor Sword?"
The tall Confucian scholar shook his head, "I don't know. The real names of the nine Elector Swords are all secret and have long since disappeared in the long river of history."
Suddenly, Lin Wenruo carefully looked up and down at Zhao Rong, who was wearing a blue scholar's shirt. He leaned forward slightly, curved the corners of his mouth, and said with narrowed eyes:
"Tzuyu must be seventeen this year."
The young Confucian scholar suddenly lifted the jug and poured half a glass of wine into the cup without saying anything.
"I see that Tzuyu often wears a sword with a pattern of a black bird of destiny."
The young Confucian scholar took off the Wenjian from his waist and placed it on the table without hesitation. He continued to be silent and stared at the wine glass.
"Could it be that Ziyu...is Zhao Qingyi?"
The young Confucian scholar's restrained eyelids were slightly raised, revealing more clean eyes. A half-full wine glass was reflected in the clear pupils, and a calm face was hidden in the clear sake in the glass.
The tall Confucian scholar stared with an incomprehensible smile.
The young Confucian scholar remained expressionless and silent.
at this time.
In the cabin, except for the swaying water in the wine glass, everything seemed to be still.
The space is dull and the atmosphere is weird.
Outside on the bow of the boat, the sound of Su Xiaoxiao's bare feet paddling could be heard.
So close yet so far away.
At a certain moment, the young Confucian became vivid. He grabbed the Wenjian left by his mother with his left hand as fast as lightning. He raised his eyebrows horizontally, held the handle with his right hand, and unsheathed it three inches. A cold light suddenly appeared, and white frost washed his eyes.
There are four eyes on the mirror-like sword body, one on each side, seeming to be looking directly at the opponent through the sword body.
Suddenly, the cabin became dark, and the sword was sheathed.
Zhao Rong casually threw Wenjian to Lin Wenruo and nodded.
He said seriously: "Sure enough, with your wisdom, I still can't hide it from you."
"I don't pretend anymore, I'm showing my cards, I am Zhao Qingyi."
Zhao Rong tilted his head and spread his hands.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
"Puch!"
"Ha ha!"
I don't know who succeeded first, and they both started laughing.
Lin Wenruo didn't check Wenjian and handed it back directly.
Zhao Rong took it and put it aside casually.
After a while, Lin Wenruo said with a serious face:
"Ziyu, you must not make this joke outside in the future, because there are many forces looking for this Zhao Qingyi. Whether he is a former enemy or ally of the Fuyao Zhao family, once they find him before he has grown up, what will happen to this person?
Either death or life is worse than death."
Suddenly, he leaned forward and emphasized again, "No matter whether you are a former enemy or an ally, you cannot trust me!"
Then, his forward-leaning upper body returned to its original position, but his tone remained serious, "So Tzuyu must not get any trace of this person, otherwise the slightest suspicion will bring disaster to life, remember, remember."
Zhao Rong nodded and said softly: "Recently, Sikou Mansion has blocked dozens of countries north of Zhishui Kingdom. Is it because of Zhao Qingyi?"
Lin Wenruo thought for a while, "The cause of this incident was that the Zhao family of Anling Kingdom was exterminated by a big demon. This kind of thing has been common in recent years and has happened in all continents. At first, there was a lot of discussion on the mountain whether it was some forces who were looking for
Zhao Qingyi, I just got used to it later."
"And rumors of Zhao Qingyi's appearance appear every so often. The most recent one, I remember, was in July last year. There was a sixteen-year-old Zhao boy in Nanxiaoyaozhou who claimed to be Zhao Qingyi. As for what happened next, I will
I don’t know anymore, there is no news about it anymore.”
"So whether it is Zhao Qingyi or not, who knows, everyone is accustomed to this matter."
"However, you, the branch of the Zhao family, have indeed had a hard time over the past few years, but Tzuyu doesn't need to worry. As long as you don't get involved in this matter and study with peace of mind, Tzuyu will definitely have a bright future if he follows Confucianism."
After that, the two continued to drink, but at a certain moment, Zhao Rong's expression changed slightly because Gui spoke.
"You don't have to guess blindly. I'm not sure whether you are Zhao Qingyi, but Fu Ya is not the Elector Sword, and neither is your Wenjian, because the Elector Sword's blade will have your true name engraved on it.
"
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, but before he could ask, he had already spoken and revealed his extremely secret real name.