Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 9 Gurgen, you're an idiot
If you say you want to give me a hand, I will permanently cut off your arm.

How cruel!
For Houtian Wufu, breaking off an arm is equivalent to cutting off most of the hope of being promoted to innate!

Who is not afraid?

However, instead of frightening Gurgen, Jiang Qingyu's remarks aroused a lot of ridicule.

"Ha ha."

Including several veterans who watched the fun couldn't help laughing.

Ask Mr. Jiang Shan, who is the second-rank Haoyue Realm, to kill people for you?

Who do you think you are?

In the Haoyue realm, that is second only to the existence of the King of the North, and there are no five statues in the entire palace. The real one is under one person and above ten thousand!
The status of each Haoyue Jing in the palace is detached, except for an old servant brought by the second wife from the Jiang family in Yongzhou, the other three never intervene in the disputes between the princes.Not to mention the fourth son Jiang Qingyu who was rumored to be an idiot by the outside world, even the second son Jiang Qingjian who has made great military exploits has no friendship with them.

Even, the three of them, including Jiang Shan, could not even give the face of the second wife, Jiang Jing!
They are the true confidantes of the King of the North, and each of them is a life-and-death friend who accompanied the King of the North from crawling through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!
Especially Jiang Shan, who helped the prince block a fatal knife on the battlefield back then, and has since lost his right arm. Even after being retired for many years, he still has a decisive voice in the army.

Will he help a idiot hack someone?
"I, I'm so scared!"

Guergen tried his best to pretend to be terrified, but he couldn't pretend:

"It's so ridiculous!"

"Idiot brother, you don't know martial arts and don't know the rules, brother doesn't blame you."

"There is also an unwritten rule in the Jianghu. Innate masters never bother to take action against Houtian. That is self-deprecation and will be ridiculed by others!"

Dozens of soldiers of the Green Sword Battalion also ridiculed:
"What a wimp, forget about yourself as a waste, and want to pull Master Jiangshan to end!"

"Exactly! What is the identity of Mr. Jiang Shan? He usually ignores the second son, how could he pay attention to such a waste!"

"I heard that last year the second son took a pot of peach blossom wine worth hundreds of gold and asked for advice on a sword technique, but Master Jiang Shan refused to agree! This kid is lucky, he didn't bring anything, so he opened his mouth and asked Master Jiang Shan to help him cut a day after tomorrow." Junior, you are just daydreaming!"

"Hey, don't tell me, this idiot is best at daydreaming!"

……

Even the two maids in Ziyan Court thought that his young master was putting on airs.

"Young master, you, why don't you step back a little bit."

Xiaoman lowered his head and said secretly:
"Ziyanyuan is used to being bullied by others. It's okay for us as maids to be scolded a few times, but the young master must not have any accidents!"

However, Jiang Qingyu took the little girl's hand, instead of stepping back, she started to move forward.

His voice is confident and composed:

"Don't be afraid, as I said, no one can bully us from today on."

One step, two steps...

Jiang Qingyu walked very slowly.

The main reason was that the little girl kept pulling his arm, preventing him from going forward.

But when she reached the fourth step, the little girl stopped talking.

Because she heard the gray-robed old man who had been silent behind her suddenly say a word:

"it is good."

As soon as one word fell, it exploded like thunder above everyone's heads!

In an instant, a silvery edge rose brilliantly from Jiang Qingyu's back, it was so abrupt that it made people shudder.

The silver light grew stronger and stronger.

Every time the master and servant took a step, the edge was lifted inch by inch like a silver moon rising into the sky, like a giant sword being slowly pulled out of its sheath.

Five steps, six steps...

Jiang Qingyu walked in a leisurely manner.

The girl Xiaoman was a little nervous, but she didn't want to show timidity in front of outsiders, so she clenched her son's hand tightly, then snorted softly, and raised her head slightly.

By the time Jiang Qingyu took the eighth step, the shadowy sharp edge from behind had already pierced through a piece of rubble on the third floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion!
Everyone saw this weird scene and felt a biting chill behind them.

They could clearly see that the edge was rising inch by inch, and it looked very slow, but they felt that they couldn't avoid it, their feet were nailed to the spot like nails, and they couldn't move half a step away!

A few veterans and more than [-] soldiers of the Green Sword Battalion looked terrified. They would never have thought that Jiang Shan, who had never interfered in the family affairs of the palace, would actually help Jiang Qingyu to build momentum!

Why did he do this?
I haven't heard of any relationship between him and Jiang Qingyu on weekdays?

"Master Jiang Shan!"

A middle-aged general of the Green Sword Battalion who had reached the Ninth Rank of Acquired Martial Arts lowered his head and cupped his fists, and said softly:

"This matter is our fault first."

"My lord, please hold your hand high, don't be as knowledgeable as the juniors, that will only insult your reputation!"

"Moreover, Guergen is a distinguished guest recognized by the prince himself, so there is no room for loss!"

However, the person's opening didn't wait for a response.

Jiang Shan didn't even want to say a word.

As for Gurgan...

At this moment, he was petrified.

What is the concept of the innate second-grade Haoyue realm?
His father, who had always wanted to kill him himself but couldn't kill him anyway, is the king of a middle-class tribe of Di people, but he is only a first-class innate star-level star, and he might not even be able to hold up the three swords in front of Jiang Shan!
Such a hero, how could he attack a junior whose martial arts cultivation is only the seventh rank acquired?
I don't know whether it is Guergen's honor or sorrow.

Swish!
The silver light is like a rainbow.

But it shattered like a mirror in an instant, and divided into dozens of smaller silver lights.

Each one corresponds to a person in the field.

"Master Jiang Shan!"

The soldiers of the Green Sword Battalion were all well-trained. Even though they knew that they were facing the second grade of congenital, they were not afraid, and began to put one hand on the saber around their waists.

The Qingjian Battalion has a full staff of 1000 people, and they are all light cavalry equipped with a bow, a sword and a long spear as standard. If it is on the battlefield of Yimapingchuan, under the charge of thousands of cavalry, even the third-rank innate would dare to fight to the death.

But right now, there are only thirty or so of them, and each of them only carries a sword.

hum-

Jiang Shan brushed the dust off his gray robe, his voice was piercing, as if someone had loosened a fully drawn bowstring.

Swish-

All of a sudden, dozens of silver glows flew out rapidly, shooting towards their respective targets like sharp arrows riding the wind, so fast that people had no time to react!
Bang, bang!
Everyone could only hear roars coming from their ears, but they didn't feel any pain in their bodies.

After everything calmed down, they looked down, only to see a small hole a few inches deep pierced on the ground half an inch in front of everyone's feet!
This made them breathe a sigh of relief while being frightened.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang Shan is well-mannered.

His shot today was just a warning, it was loud but it didn't hurt anyone.

However, there was one person in the field who was different.

After checking their own safety, everyone turned to the real target of the sword—Gurgen, the sixth prince of the Di tribe.

The next moment, they couldn't help but gasp.

"hiss--"

I saw Guergen half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, and his ugly face was full of ferocity, like a wild beast that chooses and devours people.

And his right arm was broken at the root!

What's even more frightening is that the wound on his shoulder was smooth, without a drop of blood flowing out, and the broken arm disappeared, as if he was born with a disabled person with only one arm!

"Hoo, hoo!"

Gulgen was panting heavily, the pain of tearing his arm did not make him lose his composure, after all, the King of Rejecting the North never lacked military doctors who continued to connect broken arms, as long as he could find the broken arm, he would be able to recover to a peaceful state. It turned out to be the same, at most there was a difference in strength.

This gap will be smoothed out when he is promoted to innate.

but……

He can't seem to find his broken arm.

Guergen's panting became more and more heavy, he didn't dare to look with his eyes, but kept using his left hand to grope around for the location of the broken arm.

Not on the left, not on the right...

He is going crazy!

Guergen looked at a soldier of the Green Sword Battalion on the left, staring at that person, trying to find clues about his right arm from the other person's face.

But the soldier didn't say anything, just sighed softly.

Seeing this scene, Guergen had to admit a fact:
Jiang Shan's sword not only cut off his entire arm, but also cut the broken arm into powder, and even...helped him stop the bleeding and heal the wound.

In other words, he would be a cripple with a broken arm for the rest of his life.

The hope of being promoted to innate has also become slim!

"Ahhh!"

Guergen swung his left arm and punched the ground more than a dozen times, venting the anger in his heart:

"why why!"

"Why do you, a second-rank congenital, lower your status to deal with me, a junior of seventh-rank acquired!"

He still couldn't figure out why Jiang Shan would make a move.

Aren't you afraid of insulting your reputation?

This time Jiang Shan didn't cherish words like gold, but asked rhetorically:
"You rely on your martial arts cultivation to be the seventh rank of the day after tomorrow, but when you want to duel with the fourth son who has no cultivation at all, why don't you ask yourself the same question first?"

"Rules have always been made by the strong, and they have always been broken by the strong."

at the same time.

Jiang Qingyu stopped at a safe distance from Guergen, and answered the question he asked earlier:

"There is really someone stupid enough to shout in the palace that he wants to abolish my master's hands and feet?"

"Oh, Guergen, I have to say, you are such a fool!"

(End of this chapter)