"Haha, Marquis Wu Zhen's indulgence in Fusu."

"Fusu, I haven't come to thank Wu Zhenhou yet."

Looking at the flat box, listening to Brother Wang's words, he smiled lightly on his face, bowed his head slightly, and then looked at Fusu, who looked happy at the moment, shook his head and pretended to drink, since Brother Wang entered Xianyang, there have been gifts every year.

"Yes, Father."

"Fusu thanked Wu Zhenhou."

For Wu Zhenhou in front of him, Fusu has a good impression, I remember that when I was a child, I had seen Wu Zhenhou many times, and at that time Wu Zhenhou gave himself gifts, and they were all fun things.

In addition, the Empress Dowager Huayang Zu and Mrs. Chu also like to associate with Wu Zhenhou, although they rarely go out of the palace, but when Wu Zhenhou was a young protector before, he taught them for a long time, so they are even more happy.

Listening to his father's words, Fusu hurriedly stepped forward, saluted his father, and took the flat box from Wu Zhenhou's hand, I don't know what gift Wu Zhenhou will give to himself at this age.

"Father, Yang Zi also wants a gift?"

Princess Yangzi, who was held in the arms of Gongsun Li on the side, was also curious when she saw this, and in ordinary times, some things were given to her by her father, or some other nobles in the palace.

But there are not many ministers who can send, looking at Wu Zhenhou, he has a deep impression of him, some time ago in his mother's palace, Wu Zhenhou was like a fairy, and he also asked his mother Wu Zhenhou about it.

It's a pity that my mother didn't say much.

Now, looking at the gift given by Wu Zhenhou to Brother Fusu, I was quite envious in my heart, and I couldn't help but look at my father with a pair of bright eyes.

"Yangzi, how can you be rude."

The crisp voice said, before Qin Wangzheng could say anything, Gongsun Li gently slapped Yang Zi's body with one hand, looked at it with doting eyes, and shook his head gently, the etiquette handed over to Yang Zi in the past could not be forgotten.

Moreover, in recent years, the relationship between himself and Wuzhen Hou Xuanqingzi has always been so bland, I am afraid that if it were not for the king, Xuanqingzi would not have anything to do with him.

I don't want Yang Zi to have anything to do with the other party.

"Yangzi, what do you want?"

"I'll give it to you later."

Qin Wangzheng smiled, he has always been fond of Li'er's Yangzi.

However, the gift is a gift, and if it is to come, it is a loss of affection, and the grievances between Lier and Brother Wang are also clear to themselves.

"Hey, father, what's in Brother Fusu's hand?"

When Yang Zi heard this, he was immediately a little dissatisfied, and was about to say something more, when suddenly, his eyes flickered, and fell on Fusu's hand at this moment, where ...... Brother Fusu had already opened the gift sent by Wu Zhenhou, and inside was a strangely shaped thing.

One end is a light blue round, the body is as long as a ruler, and the surface is imprinted with many textures, and if you look closely, you really can't tell what it is.

"This is what Xuanqing got when he was in Longxi last year, and it is the supreme weapon of the Mo family's group of rebellious rangers."

"This thing is quite peculiar, it can be transformed, it contains wonderful power, it can protect oneself, it can resist enemies, it can play, and it is not obvious to carry it around."

"As for what can be changed, you need to find out carefully for the prince of Fusu."

Looking at the thing that had been taken out by Fusu at this moment, Zhou Zhan pointed at random and explained the origin of this thing clearly, although it contained powerful power, it had been sealed by himself.

Unless Fusu's cultivation reaches the level of transformation into a god, he can lift all the seals, otherwise, it is not a very powerful thing.

This thing is useless in his own hands, if he says that his true power, I am afraid that only martial artists above the half-step entrance can exert it, and in terms of pure killing power, the sword of the eagle soul is not weak at all.

"The Mo Family's Supreme Weapon!"

Hearing his name, Gongsun Li on the side couldn't help whispering, and his expression moved slightly.

"Oh, Li'er knows the Mo family's supreme weapon?"

If it is a weapon, but Qin Wangzheng can't see the slightest bit of a weapon on the body of the non-attacker, there is no edge, there is no sword shape, but the words of the king brother should not be wrong.

With a surprised face, Wen Lier whispered softly, and looked at the past with a smile.

"It is rumored that the supreme weapon of the Mo family was created by the ancestor of the Mo family, called non-attack, and its name has been circulated in Zhuxia for a long time, but few people have seen non-attack."

"I didn't expect it to be like this."

"It's really worthy of the attack."

Gongsun Limei's eyes flickered, she looked at the non-offensive weapon in Fusu's hand, and looked at it twice, this weapon is very famous in Zhuxia, and today, it is the first time I have seen it.

Since it was taken out by Xuan Qingzi, naturally there would be no fake.

It's a pity that such a supreme treasure of the Mo family is lost.

Click! Click!

Fusu was also looking at the non-offensive in his hand, originally curious about whether this thing was as Wu Zhenhou said, looking at a dot on the non-attack, bending his fingers, and suddenly the non-offensive in his hand trembled.

The next moment, almost in the blink of an eye, a sword weapon with the same peculiar shape appeared in his hand, holding its handle with one hand, with the sword body in front of it, no blades on both sides, and the weight was not heavy.

"The non-offensive material is the corpse of the ancient Chiyou, which is extremely hard, therefore, in the summer, there are not many weapons that can be comparable to non-offensive in terms of material, although there is no edge, it is also in line with the Taoist insistence."

"Prince Fusu is now twelve years old, and next, it's time to go to the Central Academy."

Regarding the arrangement of Fusu, Qin Wangzheng once said to Zhou Qing, so soon after, the prince of Fusu will stay in the Central School Palace for three years, and then he will go to the Huguo School Palace.

Fusu is like this, Tianming is the same, and the rest of the sons are the same.

"Thank you, Marquis Wu!"

Looking at the non-attack in his hand, it seems that it is not as ordinary as it seems, and it is also the supreme weapon of the Mo family, there must be something good, Fusu is happy on his face, and he bowed to Wu Zhenhou when he approached.

Seeing this, Tianming on the side was also envious, for Wu Zhenhou, his mother had instructed him, not to get close to Wu Zhenhou, try not to talk to Wu Zhenhou, although he didn't understand what it meant.

But there must be a reason for what my mother said.

But...... For several years, he has been in the deep palace, accompanied by Brother Fusu, and witnessed the people around Brother Fusu asking for warmth, only his mother and father are by his side, and now he has an extra sister.

On his birthday, Wu Zhenhou also gave gifts, but he really didn't have this treatment.

"Father, Yang Zi also wants such a gift?"

Seeing that the things in Brother Fusu's hands can also change shapes, it is amazing, Yang Zi is even more envious in his heart, and his small palm is gesturing, and his pink face is very expectant.

"Haha, Yangzi, the supreme weapon of the Mo family, there is only one in the summer, and my father can't find the second one."

"Or, tomorrow my father will gather the people who will be the Shaofu, and there are also disciples of the Mo family, how about letting them make another one?"

Facing Yang Zi's pitiful gaze, Qin Wangzheng was overjoyed, since it is the supreme weapon of the Mo family, there must not be many summers, but since you can change your body, remember that there are people in the Shaofu who can do it.

It's not hard to get them to make something similar.

"Since the princess wants a gift."

"Speaking of which, the princess must like this gift."

Listening to the words of Princess Yangzi, when King Qin's words fell, Zhou Qing stepped forward in half a step, and his body suddenly appeared with a shallow purple rhyme, and his hands were folded together for eleven pieces, which was even more colorful and shining.

"I heard Wei Wei say before that Marquis Wuzhen is extraordinary in martial arts, and he saved his father many times in his early years."

"I wonder what kind of level it is?"

Looking at the supreme weapon of the Mo family in Fusu's hand, Xiao Tianming looked at Wu Zhenhou who was flickering with light around him at this moment, Wei Wei once said that Wu Zhenhou was definitely the top martial artist in Zhuxia.

During the summer, there were many strong people who were killed by Wu Zhenhou.

Staying in Xianyang Palace, he practiced martial arts with Mr. Gai Nie in his early years, but recently with the departure of Mr. Gai Nie, he practiced mostly by himself, and he didn't know the specific height in front of him.

"Does Tianming also like this thing, and go and take a look."

"As for Wu Zhenhou's cultivation, I'm afraid he has already surpassed the transformation of gods."

Fusu next to him smiled slightly, feeling Tianming's gaze fall on the supreme weapon many times, and raised it with one hand and handed it over.

Wu Zhenhou's cultivation is not clear, but he knows the division of the martial arts level, and now he can enter the innate level, and there is a considerable distance between the concretization of gods.

And the top martial artists of Zhuxia mentioned by Wei Wei are obviously above the level of transforming gods.

"This ......, thank you Brother Fusu."

Looking at the supreme weapon of the Mo family in front of him, it is said that Tianming does have a different feeling about this thing, and at a glance, he feels that he likes it quite much, but Wu Zhenhou gave it to Brother Fusu.

Now, as for Brother Fusu, he was overjoyed, hurriedly saluted, and then took the supreme weapon.

"Huh?"

I took the supreme weapon with both hands, and suddenly, I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems to be ...... The supreme weapon in the form of a sword weapon in his hand was like a life, as if something was inside the sword, and he shouted at himself just now.

As far as the eye could see, the entire surface of the sword weapon was even more pitch-black with a flash of light.

Looking at the vision of the supreme weapon, Xiao Tianming blinked, looked at it again, and it was gone, could it be his own illusion?

Holding the hilt of the supreme weapon with one hand, he walked to the side and waved it excitedly, and the swordsmanship taught by Mr. Gai Nie came out smoothly, and between the performances, the hilt of the supreme weapon in his hand unconsciously warmed up.

A peculiar force poured into the body, driving the operation of the exercises in the body, and the cultivation of his own body is the secret "Tai Chi Thirteen Styles" of the royal family, which has the method of exhalation and the means of moves.

After a simple set of swordsmanship is danced, not only do I not feel tired, but it seems to be ...... He was also in a lot of spirit, and looked at the Mo family supreme weapon in his hand again, his heart turned at will, and he dotted a little on the sword body.

The sword form does not exist, but is replaced by the form of a long stick.

Another point, the form of the long stick does not exist, it is a peculiar knife shape.