2000 Years of Eternal Life

Chapter 42 Three Actors
The Wang family's mansion is very magnificently built, and the front yard just entering the main entrance is like a huge landscape garden.

The middle part is like a school yard.

A temporary high platform was built in the center of the school grounds, on which were placed rows of weapon racks containing dozens of sharp weapons obtained from the tombs.

As for the three precious soldiers, they were obviously not placed outside directly.

Du Heng and Cheng Yujun walked in with the crowd, keeping vigilant mentally at all times to prevent accidents from happening.

Others are very relaxed, just holding a mentality of coming to play.

There are also sect disciples complaining to their companions in a low voice, "This Wang family is really an upstart. After all, it has only risen for more than 100 years. They don't have any background, so they know how to repair gardens."

His companion also echoed in a low voice: "It is indeed an upstart, that is, they have caught up with the good times. The Zhao court started with the gentry, so naturally it likes to support the emerging gentry the most."

"That's right, the era of our sect has passed." The disciple of the sect said in a low voice with a bitter expression on his face, "Since the reign of Zhou Pingning, the sect has not been seen by the imperial court.

"During the Jianping period when Dong He came to power, there was even a direct crusade against the Martial Dao sect. Fortunately, Chen De rose later, so the old story of Dayu thousands of years ago did not repeat itself.

"But the rise of Chen De directly triggered the chaotic times on the weekend!" His companion sighed, "From the 30th year of the old Zhou Jianping to the [-]th year of the great Zhao Huangjia, it was barely over, and many martial arts sects were implicated.

"In this chaotic world that has lasted for more than 30 years, the big and small sects have been destroyed, and those who survived have been greatly damaged in vitality and strength. The current embarrassing situation of the martial arts sect in Dazhao was as early as that time. The seeds were planted."

"Hey... I really don't know when it will be the end?" The disciple of the sect sighed and shook his head again, "Let's not talk about these, let's appreciate the elegance of the Warring States sword."

Du Heng and Cheng Yujun were on the sidelines, listening to their conversation. They looked at each other and saw each other's wry smile.

When is the head?

As long as Tian Xing is not dead, as long as the power of the aristocratic family is not weakened, as long as the strength of the sect is not restored, the current situation will continue!
"Thanks to all the distinguished guests, this sword appreciation meeting is very lively!" At this time, Wang Sheng, the current Patriarch of the Wang family, had already stepped onto the high platform.

He cupped his hands and bowed to everyone, "The 39 swords of the Warring States Period are displayed here today. The casting process is completely different from today's. Please come on stage to enjoy it..."

Afterwards, the people present went to the stage one by one to observe and enjoy.

At the same time, Wang Sheng said to the crowd: "The three precious soldiers are not here. After you have enjoyed the 39 swords here, I will treat you to lunch, and I will go to enjoy the three precious soldiers in the afternoon." , and there are three other sword manuals from the Warring States Period, which are available for you to observe."

These words naturally attracted a series of praises, and the atmosphere in the crowd was very enthusiastic.

Du Heng and Cheng Yujun stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, guessing in their hearts, does the head of the Wang family know that there will be problems with the sword appreciation held by him?

Judging from his current performance, it seems that he doesn't know.

But deliberately extending the time of the sword appreciation meeting to the afternoon, it also seemed to be procrastinating.

At the same time, Du Heng was always paying attention to the surrounding situation.

If the White-shirted Dharma King appeared, he would definitely be detected by his perception first.

As for Chen Kang, he has already found it.

This Monarch Anbo actually mixed in the crowd, pretending to be an ordinary martial artist.

Although Chen Kang has made a meticulous disguise to cover up his real aura, and even the idle real aura cannot discover his true identity, he still cannot escape Du Heng's keen perception.

Now that Chen Kang has come.

What about the king in white shirt?

Until the end of the morning, Du Heng didn't wait for the White-shirted King to appear.

So he and Cheng Yujun had lunch at Wang's house with the people who came to play.

Of course, it was poisoned in advance.

In the afternoon, Wang Sheng finally brought the people to the second courtyard of the mansion.

This yard is also huge, but it is too simple, there are no high platforms, there are gardens, and there are no various furnishings and landscaping.

There are only three weapon racks that look very ordinary.

Three ancient swords with different colors, simple shapes, and obviously different shapes are placed on these three weapon racks.

A large amount of heaven and earth vitality gathered around them, unexpectedly condensing into cloud after cloud of spiritual mist of different colors.

There are red, yellow, and white.

Under the sunshine in the afternoon, these realizations of different colors appear more radiant, very gorgeous and extremely magical.

The essence of Baobing itself is equivalent to a strong man in the real world, with the effect of mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, and the power of nature. Even if no one urges it, there will be many miracles.

Such a scene is too rare for ordinary warriors.

It's just like the magical treasure described in the novel.

"Everyone, this white sword is of the highest grade." Wang Sheng pointed to the long sword surrounded by white mist and streamer, and said with a smile, "This sword is a middle-grade precious weapon. It has a name, it's called 'Buzhuo'..."

But before he finished speaking, the white stream of spiritual mist suddenly turned black for some reason, and then a pure white light flew out of it, straight into the sky.

"Hahahaha!!" The extremely rampant and arrogant laughter echoed over the Wang family mansion.

At the same time, that ray of pure white light flickered in the air, and it turned into a man wearing a strange mask and wearing a white robe all over his body, and the extremely powerful imposing coercion swept down like a hurricane.

This is the coercion of the fourth level of the True Gang Realm, and it is difficult for warriors below the Gathering Realm to even stand firm.

Immediately, many martial artists half-kneeled on the ground, with painful expressions on their faces.

Apart from Du Heng and Cheng Yujun, there were very few people still standing.

The people present could not help but exclaim.

"What happened?!"

"What was that just now?"

"Who is this person in the sky, the ability to fly into the sky, this is the real world!"

……

……

"Hahaha, this Dharma king is here to take you home!" The white shirt Dharma king laughed wantonly in the sky, looking down at the people below.

His palm slapped down suddenly, and the real hand turned into countless streamers in an instant, weaving into a huge net, trying to catch the people below like catching animals.

This huge net also contained an extremely huge coercion, making it difficult for everyone below to move, let alone escape.

Can only sit and wait to die!
Faced with this sudden situation, almost everyone was in despair.

"Baishan, I knew you would hide here!" At this moment, there was a sudden shout from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a blue light shot up into the sky, piercing and obliterating the giant net, and the pressure on the people below disappeared.

Immediately, the blue light rushed towards the white-robed Dharma King and transformed into a tall and burly figure.

Many people recognize this figure.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's our king, and he has come to save us!"

"Great, the king has come to save us, we are saved, we can be saved!"

The local people in Anbo Country were all excited.

But those who came here from outside to participate in the sword appreciation meeting were not at ease at all, they just wanted to escape now.

The moment the giant net was pierced, they all rushed out.

The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.

It was also at this time that Cheng Yujun suddenly realized that Du Heng, who was still by his side just now, disappeared at some point.

Her face suddenly turned pale, without a trace of blood.

"Junior brother? Junior brother Xu Jing! Where have you been?!"

……

At this time, Du Heng has come to a secluded place.

Using the effect of being in harmony with light, he directly disguised himself as a strong man on the ninth floor of the True Astral Realm.

Then streams of water-like air flew out of the body, turning into jet-black rays of light that enveloped the whole body.

Fly into the sky!

　Today, I walked outside for a day to celebrate the new year. I am too tired. I will update two chapters first, and I will fill in the chapter that was missing yesterday. I am sorry~
　　
　
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