In the middle of the night, the bonfire in the main hall of this ruined temple was bright, and the dried corpses were also buried, and thirty-six young soldiers guarded in batches, with strong bows and crossbows around the surroundings, and the hounds crouched around the hall and stood guard.

"Are you awake?"

Zhao Shu looked at the middle-aged scribe who was slowly waking up, and asked lightly, while Long Bo got up and stared at the middle-aged scribe tightly, as soon as there was something wrong, he immediately took action, and some of the young soldiers around him also secretly aimed their bows and arrows at the vital point of the middle-aged scribe, if the middle-aged scribe made any unfavorable moves towards Zhao Shu, he would be shot into a hedgehog immediately.

"You saved me, who are you, why did you save me?"

The middle-aged scribe's face sank, and he looked around, his face slightly relaxed.

Hearing the middle-aged scribe's words, a young guard's face sank, and he was about to step forward to stop the middle-aged scribe's movements, but Zhao Shu waved his hand and let the young soldier go down.

"This is the old Daoist Red Sword, their corpses have been buried by me, what have you encountered? Seeing that you should be dressed as a Confucian student, why are you with a group of Taoists?"

Zhao Shu handed the red long sword to the middle-aged scribe, this red sword was forged from unknown materials, sharpened iron like clay, but it was covered with strange patterns, which was peculiar.

"Sword, sword, this is the treasure of my master, but it is also a great disaster for my master!"

The middle-aged scribe stared at the short sword for a long time, sighed for a long time, put it away at the moment, bowed to Zhao Shu and said, "Jiang Baishi, meet Your Highness, dare to ask how many Your Highnesses saved you?"

"Why do you think I'm from heaven?"

Zhao Shu smiled, did not deny or admit it, just asked curiously.

"His Royal Highness's limbs are full and powerful, and his muscles contain great strength, but the meridians have no true air circulation, it should be the peak of the physical realm, and the old man next to him is a great martial artist at the peak of the true qi realm, but he is a slave, and the young people around him are even more rare to practice martial arts qualifications, with a respectful and awe-inspiring demeanor, wearing an expensive horizontal knife around his waist, and a horse roaring outside.

And His Highness came, the demon retreated, and only the people of the Heavenly Family covered with purple qi could have such a deterrent. ”

"You can call me the Fifth Highness, what is the purple gas you are talking about?"

Zhao Shu didn't continue to ask, but was full of curiosity about the so-called purple qi and spoke.

"Fifth Highness!"

Jiang Baishi's face was shocked, his eyes swelled, he stared at Zhao Shu tightly, and after a while, he swept the young soldiers around him, looked up to the sky and laughed: "In the world, His Royal Highness is cowardly, unwise, talentless, and extremely weak, and he was abandoned by His Majesty, but he didn't want to be such a talented person." ”

Jiang Baishi was amazed, and after laughing, he struggled to get up and said: "Your Highness should be training when the snow is closing the mountain, these young people have excellent qualifications, they have a good foundation, and the morale of the army is also full, and they already have the state of elite soldiers, which shows that Your Highness is eloquent."

It's just that His Royal Highness has lived in the holy land of Bianliang for a long time, fighting with 10,000 people, and he must be lacking in strategy and military strategy; His Royal Highness is also a dragon among men, acting uprightly, and he will inevitably not be proficient in the intrigues and cunning of the world.

Although the poor road has been cultivated to the end, it has dabbled in Confucianism, Taoism, law, ink, and soldiers, and has traveled with the rolling red dust for decades, and is willing to help His Royal Highness with his meager strength and help His Highness soar into the sky. ”

"Hmph, you are wearing Confucian clothes, but you say that you are an outsider, and your words and deeds are so Meng Lang, you are only afraid of bad intentions, where do you come from? Why are you here?"

Long Bo coldly swept Jiang Kui, and also indirectly advised Zhao Shu, after all, in this wilderness, he had to take precautions.

"Under is Guangxi Raozhou Poyang people, since childhood worship into the Yin and Yang Dao, because of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain suppression, my Yin Yang Dao is weak, a few years ago, I traveled to the southern Xinjiang countries, offended the southern Xinjiang witch Gu Dao, had to flee to Bianliang, hoping to use the power of the Emperor Song Dynasty, to deter foreign witches, but did not expect to be chased by these demons to this point, destroy my whole faction, this hatred is not shared. Poor Dao only hopes that when His Royal Highness Flying Dragon is in the sky, he can help Poor Dao enter the southern Xinjiang and destroy the Witch Dao. ”

Zhao Shu looked at Jiang Kui in front of him tightly, his eyes were uncertain, this Jiang Baishi had been blinded by hatred, what he needed now was to secretly accumulate strength, not to make a big show and attract a large number of enemies.

At the moment, he said lightly: "Sir, I'm just afraid that I will be disappointed, Xiao Wang is weak, he can't afford to ask about the government, and he doesn't want to ask about the government, but it is not for Xiao Wang to decide to lead troops to southern Xinjiang!"

"Poor Dao knows what His Highness is worried about, and Poor Dao is too much Meng Lang, but His Royal Highness is doing military training in the name of hunting, and he is not afraid that Poor Dao will leak out and cause the jealousy of the prince and many princes?"

When Jiang Baishi said this, Zhao Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of coldness, while Long Bo was furious and directly pulled out his waist knife, and the young soldiers around him gathered their knives forward.

It's just that Zhao Shu raised his hand to stop it, wanting to see what else Jiang Baishi had to say, and the blood-patterned sword in Jiang Baishi's hand slashed in front of his chest, blood came out of the tip of the sword, and a sonorous voice came out of his mouth: "My cultivation has been abolished, and my soul can't get out of my shell, so I swear by my heart and blood, and I wish to be loyal to Your Highness forever, if you swear to this, the Yin Yang Dao Gate will never be revived." ”

"A vow!"

Zhao Shu and Long Bo were both shocked, the world's emphasis on oaths is not extremely heavy, because it is not an empty word to have a god in the head, but a real store, especially these cultivators, they can't talk nonsense, otherwise they will save their hearts, and their cultivation will be useless.

"Your Highness, this is the treasure of my master's cultivation "Yin and Yang Taiji Bell Scroll", I am willing to dedicate my Highness, Your Highness is in the Great Song Dynasty, naturally there is no shortage of cultivation classics, but His Royal Highness is already at the peak of the physical realm, if you understand my master's cultivation classics, you may be able to enter the true qi realm.

In addition to this treasure, Poor Dao is proficient in the method of forging, and can also create divine armor for His Highness to serve His Highness. ”

Zhao Shu looked at Jiang Baishi, and praised in his heart, this Jiang Baishi is simple, but also extremely smart, this time revealing all of his own, it is extremely convincing, and he is willing to believe.

As he said, when he reached the peak of the physical realm, he was only one step away from entering the true qi realm, but this step was no longer a practice that allowed him to break through, and he had to learn from others and comprehend his state of mind.

Originally, he could enter the library of the palace to get all the cultivation classics, and he also participated in enlightenment, just to hide his cultivation, and he could only use the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" to comprehend, if he got this immortal classics, he might be able to knock on the side and let himself enter the true qi realm.

It's just that he still has too much jealousy of the person in front of him, and he has a big plan, so he can't rashly accept a person who doesn't know the details, and he is misunderstood as having a heart for the throne, so that his future anti-gold matter will turn into nothingness and be involved in the endless struggle for the throne.

And he comes from the next generation, although he knows the weight of his hard work, he still has doubts.

No more words, just silence.

Jiang Baishi looked at Zhao Shu, who was silent, sighed, and stretched out his hand to pull out the long sword on his knee violently.

"What are you going to do?"

Long Bo looked shocked, roared angrily in his mouth, and reached out to grab the long sword on Jiang Baishi's knee, and the young man around him was even more furious, waving his knife to slash.

"Stop!"

Zhao Shu waved his hand and shouted, and the young people around him immediately withdrew their knives, but Long Bo stopped but still blocked in front of Zhao Shu.

This Jiang Baishi looked speechless, pulled out the long sword, revealing the crimson sword body, stretched out his hand and slammed it on the long sword, the red sword body flashed red, and the sword body revealed two huge ancient seals "Chixiao!".

After the sword body erased the seal, the entire red sword couldn't help trembling, which made Jiang Baishi sigh even more: "The treasure is really obtained by the virtuous, and this sword is actually psychic with His Highness, it is not destined in the dark." ”

With a long sigh, Jiang Baishi bowed on his knees, raised the long sword above his head, and handed it to Zhao Shu.

"Your Highness, this is the Chixiao Sword obtained by my master in ancient times, and it is the sword of the Emperor's Dao. I would like to pay tribute to Your Highness. This is also the reason why my division was suppressed by the Heavenly Master Dao and hunted down by the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu.

Because this sword is the sword of the emperor, in the hands of our monks, it is only a divine weapon, but in the hands of the people of the royal family, it can wield great power, which can help His Highness become the emperor of eternity. ”

"Chixiao Sword! Han Gaozu's Chixiao Divine Sword that slashed the White Snake!"

Zhao Shu was shocked, he got up suddenly, looking at the long sword in Jiang Baishi's hand, he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, because he actually had a sense with this long sword, as if this sword was born to be his own.

"The Chixiao Sword, one of the ancient divine swords, this is the sword of the emperor, the sword of the emperor. Your Highness is the destiny of heaven!

Lombard shouted violently, his body bowed, and he trembled with excitement.

"Good!"

Zhao Shu restrained all his expressions and grabbed the Chixiao Sword.

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