In the picture, Fat Tiger holds the stone sword with his claws and stares fiercely at the sword's spine.
Then...it stuck out its tongue and licked the stone sword.
To be precise, it was the red blood on the sword that would never dry up that was licked by it.
Too hasty.
Zhao Huaizhong originally thought that this guy had some kind of supernatural power, that he saw some abnormalities in the stone sword, but it turned out that he was so greedy that he even licked the blood on the sword.
Suck!
The fat tiger is tall and fierce, and after he takes the sword into the scroll, it feels like licking a popsicle, making him feel inexplicably happy.
The drop of blood in the sword slot that flowed without drying up was smoothly taken into the mouth by the fat tiger and eaten.
But the blood groove on the spine of the sword once again seeped out a drop of new blood.
This sword is so evil that it actually bleeds.
Fat Tiger is even more evil and actually licks the blood on his sword.
When Fat Tiger licks it, a drop will flow from the sword. The two work in perfect harmony.
"This fat tiger eats everything, is it just a glutton?" Zhao Huaizhong muttered.
roar!
The fat tiger roars in the scroll.
Just lick it. Zhao Huaizhong didn't take back the stone sword, so he put it in the scroll and let Fat Tiger lick it to see what changes would happen in the end.
"I have never seen this kind of stone sword before. What is it?"
"I don't know either."
"I don't know either."
"..."
The news coming out of the osteoscope was like a solitaire.
It is worth mentioning that the circle of human saints is constantly growing in size.
The newly sanctified Yu Gui has also joined in, becoming the second female saint in the circle of saints after Mu Yangjing.
"I have seen this sword in an ancient book. If it is really the stone sword corresponding to the ancient book, its name is Zhanxian." Zou Yan's voice came from the mirror.
I know the old sage!
This is the advantage of a circle. If you gather big people, you will definitely be well-informed.
"What else is written in the ancient books?"
Other friends in the circle pricked up their ears and listened silently.
"The ancient stone sword to kill the immortal is an ancient treasure of cutting off the teachings. I only know so much."
Zou Yan added: "It is also recorded in the ancient scrolls that this sword has actually killed an immortal."
Zhao Huaizhong looked at the stone sword held by Fat Tiger, then changed the topic and continued to speak in the circle of saints: "Dear saints, who has time recently, how about we meet up later?"
"Can."
Zou Yan agreed without asking anything.
Xunzi also said: "I have nothing to do in my free time, so I can go to Xianyang."
These two old saints always provide us with support immediately... Zhao Huaizhong sighed secretly.
It's not like some people who hide and peek at the screen without making a sound.
He looked at a symbol that lit up on the back of the mirror.
The saints in the circle did not know that the main mirror of the bone mirror was different from other secondary mirrors. Zhao Huaizhong knew clearly who was listening through the secondary mirror through the primary mirror and could not hide it.
Only those who hide feel that they hide well.
Zhao Huaizhong said calmly: "Is Master Ji here? Do you have time?"
On the other side of the mirror, Ji Xian pretended that he had just come up and said in surprise: "What did King Qin say? I just opened the bone mirror... Is King Qin asking if he has time to go to Xianyang?"
Zhao Huai was silent.
Seeing no response in the mirror, Ji Xian continued on his own: "The King of Qin has set a time. I was going to Xianyang to congratulate Qin on its victory over Zhao."
Then he said: "King of Qin, I have several ancient clans with long heritage who also want to join Qin. I wonder if I am going to Xianyang this time. Maybe I will bring people from these ancient clans to meet the King of Qin?"
Ji Xian was thinking while talking.
He decided to bring a group of new people to Xianyang and introduce them to Zhao Huaizhong.
The purpose was to share the firepower with himself so that the Lord of Qin would not always target him alone.
The skills of the dead Taoist friend and the immortal poor Taoist were mastered by Ji Xian.
"The people we bring must at least be close to the saint level, otherwise there is no need." Zhao Huaizhong gave the threshold.
Ji Xian's brain was running at high speed, sifting through everything in an instant.
The threshold is too high, but fortunately the people he wants to bring are not ordinary families. If he searches hard, he can still find a few.
Zhao Huaizhong also told the time when the saints would gather, and then closed the bone mirror.
night.
He returned to Wuying Hall and entered the study. After warming up his own strength, he resumed practicing the Immortal Body and Emperor Body techniques.
When the consciousness sinks into the body and sees oneself, one will find that every secret orifice in the body is filled with light and full of vitality. When the whole person practices, precious light flows throughout the body.
Every pore seems to be pouring out the glimmer of mana.
The practice of immortality is to integrate one's own power into every detail of the body, further improving the body's defense and recovery capabilities.
Once injured, every detail in the body can immediately generate new vitality, so the injury can be recovered quickly, making it almost immortal.
It was already late at night when he finished his practice.
Back in the palace, Jiang Ji had already fallen asleep, but without studying the longevity technique, she slept soundly. She sensed Zhao Huaizhong boarding the bed, and immediately leaned his soft and delicate body over, curling up comfortably next to Zhao Huaizhong.
The next afternoon.
Thunder rolled in the sky and dark clouds pressed overhead.
After a while, raindrops began to fall.
Zhao Huaizhong came to the window and looked out. The wind blew up the rain foam, blurring the whole world.
Threads of rain fell, the outside window flickered, and there was lightning and thunder.
Zhao Huaizhong turned around and walked out, walking along the corridor outside the palace to Zhangtai Palace.
Not far away, I heard a burst of crisp laughter from the corridor of the palace in front of me. Zhao Ying, the little princess of Da Qin, was wearing a black waxy skirt, walking on her chubby legs, running all the way towards Xianyang Palace.
.
The big cock Qicai also followed behind her.
One person and one chicken created a wonderful rhythm.
The raindrops blown by the wind fell slantly, and the corners of Zhao Ying's skirt were already wet, but her face was full of smiles and she ran fast.
"Brother."
Zhao Ying's eyes lit up, she rushed over, hugged Zhao Huaizhong's thigh, and made faces at the maids who were chasing after him and knelt down in fear after seeing Zhao Huaizhong.
"Your Majesty, I couldn't catch up with you, so I let Wang Ji run all the way here..." the waitress said.
The area near Xianyang Palace is where state affairs are handled, and no one from the harem can approach it without being summoned by Zhao Huaizhong.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Huaizhong picked up Zhao Ying and walked together towards Zhangtai Palace.
Zhao Ying was picked up, her little body twisted hard, and she reached out to catch the rainwater dripping along the eaves outside the corridor. Then she took back the hand that caught the rain, carefully looked at the rainwater in her hand, and asked Zhao Huaizhong:
"Where did this rain come from?"
"Something flew in the sky and then peed and fell down."
To be continued...