Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 40 The peerless sword of benevolence

Before dawn the next day, Chu Pingsheng and Mu Nianci ate something hastily, locked the door and hurried to Yixing.

Different from last time, the black horse and bay horse ran at full speed, and it took only half a day to return to the inn where Yang Tiexin, Bao Xiruo and others lived.

As soon as the two led the horse into the backyard, they saw Han Xiaoying, Zhu Cong and Han Baoju standing at the door talking.

"Why did it take so long?"

With the foot power of the bay horse and the black gelding, if they had been faster, they would have returned yesterday. But now the two of them didn't return until the afternoon, which would inevitably arouse people's worries.

Zhu Cong looked at Mu Nianci, then at Chu Pingsheng, and said with a smile: "My husband and I want to go out together, so naturally we have to go more slowly. Qimei, you have a lot to worry about."

"Second brother."

Han Xiaoying glared at him angrily, turned to look at Chu Pingsheng and said, "Taoist Ma and Taoist Wang have been waiting for you for a long time. They said they have something important to discuss, so go quickly."

"Okay, leave the horse to me."

Han Baoju stepped forward, patted the black gelding's neck, and carefully inspected his little cutie.

Chu Pingsheng motioned to Mu Nianci to share the snacks brought back from Lin'an to everyone, then turned around and went up to the second floor of the inn, heading towards Ma Yu's room.

……

dong dong dong.

"Enter."

Hearing Ma Yu's response, Chu Pingsheng opened the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw the people inside. Not only were Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, and Wang Chuyi there, but there was also a thin female Taoist priest and a chubby girl with thick lips. Male Taoist priest.

Hey, the Quanzhen sect moved so fast, there were five of the Quanzhen Seven Sons at once.

"Sheng Sheng, are you back?" When Wang Chu saw him coming, he stood up to greet him.

Chu Pingsheng's teeth were a little sour.

The day before yesterday, I was still Mr. Chu. How come I went to Lin'an and was called this when I came back?

Nothing to do is to commit crimes or to steal.

There must be a pitfall here, so you have to think twice about what you say or do later.

"I've met a few Taoist priests." Chu Pingsheng said politely: "I just heard Han Qixia downstairs say that you guys have something to discuss with me. What's the matter?"

"There is no hurry. Let me introduce you first." Wang Chuyi walked up to the female Taoist priest and said, "This is Sun Bu'er, a Qingjing San practitioner of our Quanzhen sect."

"Hello, Mr. Sun."

Chu Pingsheng's eyes lit up. This female Taoist priest was fair-skinned and beautiful, and her charm was still there. The old boy Ma Yu looked honest and steady, but he didn't expect that he was also a sultry man.

Sun Buer looked at him coldly and said proudly: "Are you the disciple that Senior Brother Wang accepted? There is nothing special about you."

This bitch is exactly like the image in the TV series. She has a bad face and strong words. She relies on the fact that she is Wang Chongyang's favorite disciple and the tolerance of her six senior brothers. She has her eyes above her head and is arrogant.

Of course, Chu Pingsheng would not spoil her and directly pushed back: "First of all, I am not your senior brother Wang's apprentice. Secondly, I am not interested in letting you see my excellence. I have learned the internal skills of the Quanzhen sect. , but I don’t owe the Quanzhen Sect anything, there’s no need for you to put on a bad face.”

"Junior is rude." Sun Buer was so angry that his almond-shaped eyes widened.

As one of the Seven Quanzhen Sons, wherever she goes, others treat her with respect and courtesy, but this boy is better. He is obviously a junior in the martial arts world and is not advanced in martial arts, but he has to be surrounded by seniors. To her, This is of course very unpleasant.

"Junior sister, can you please stop saying a few words." It seemed that Ma Yu also knew her temper and quickly motioned to Wang Chuyi to introduce Tan Chuduan.

"Shengsheng, come here, this is my third senior brother, the eldest son Tan Chuduan."

Chu Pingsheng clasped his fists again: "Taoist Master Tan."

Tan Chuduan was not as aloof as Sun Buer. He stroked his beard and said, "I see that Mr. Chu is gentle and elegant yet heroic. He is really a talented person."

Chu Pingsheng chuckled: "The Taoist priest is so complimentary."

Tan Chuduan's praise of him made Sun Buer's expression even more ugly.

Qiu Chuji was a straightforward person and couldn't bear all these red tapes. He waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, let him sit down quickly. Let's talk about business."

Ma Yu echoed on the side: "What junior brother said is true."

Wang Chu nodded: "Ping Sheng, sit down."

"Oh."

Chu Pingsheng sat down on the chair closest to the door. He looked up and saw that all five Quanzhen disciples were looking at him, somewhat nervous.

"cough."

When Qiu Chuji saw that no one was speaking, he coughed and said, "The situation is like this..."

dong dong dong...

Halfway through his words, he heard heavy and rapid footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door.

"Master Ma."

It was the voice of Han Baoju, the third eldest of the Six Jiangnan Monsters.

Ma Yu looked at the three junior brothers. He didn't know why they came here at this time, but judging from the tone of their words, they were quite anxious.

"It's Han Sanxia, ​​please come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened with a clang. Han Baoju strode into the room, looked around, and fixed his eyes on Chu Pingsheng.

"Where did the sword come from?"

"sword?"

Han Baoju pointed behind him, and then everyone noticed that there was another person behind him. Han Xiaoying is the seventh among the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.

In her hand was a sword.

From the scabbard, it looks unremarkable, just average.

Clang.

As the long sword was unsheathed, a flash of black light entered his eyes. Although it was not as sharp as some famous swords, it had a purity and calmness as strong as a cloud peak.

"What a sword!"

Qiu Chuji couldn't help but praise.

Ma Yu and others also looked shocked. They are all experts in using swords, so they can naturally tell whether a sword is good or bad.

"Tell me quickly, where did this sword come from?"

Han Baoju ignored the Quanzhen Fifth Son. He was impatient. He had taken the black stallion from Chu Pingsheng to feed it. When he was taking off the saddle, he found a sword stuck in the horse's belly. He didn't think much about it at the time, so he threw it to the youngest and asked her to help. My good brother kept it, but who knew that Han Xiaoying took the sword in her hand and even said wrong, pulled the sword out, and was immediately amazed by it.

Chu Pingsheng did not hide anything and said bluntly: "The Prime Minister's Mansion of the Great Song Dynasty."

Song Dynasty... Prime Minister's Mansion?

Several people looked at each other and then looked at him together.

Chu Pingsheng said: "During those few days at Wanyan Honglie's house, I overheard the conversation between him and Yang Kang. I knew that Shi Miyuan, the prime minister of the Song Dynasty, had been bribed by the Jin people. Recently, I heard that Yang Kang went south. I suspected that he was here to find Shi Miyuan. We discussed the search for Wu Mu’s suicide note, and considering that Niujia Village is not far from Lin’an, we decided to go to the Prime Minister’s Mansion at night to find out. The sword you are holding was taken from Shi Miyuan’s room last night.”

"..."

"..."

Visiting the prime minister's house at night and so on, this guy really dares to think and do it.

Han Xiaoying said: "Do you know what kind of sword this is?"

Chu Pingsheng shook his head: "Since it is Shi Miyuan's collection, it should not be an ordinary thing."

Han Xiaoying took a deep breath: "This is one of the ten famous swords in ancient times. It was made by Zhanlu, a famous swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period, Ou Yezi."

Zhanlu sword?
It turned out to be the famous Zhan Lu Sword!
Quanzhen Wuzi thought it was no wonder. As soon as the sword came out, everyone knew it was extraordinary. It turned out to be a magic weapon forged by Master Ou Yezi.

Han Xiaoying continued: "The play says that after the sword was released, it was acquired by the King of Yue and later passed to Goujian. Because he lost the fight with the Wu Kingdom, the sword was given as tribute by Goujian to King Wu Fucha. However, the King of Wu was unethical and Zhanlu Jian left on his own. It flew to the side of King Zhao Zhao of Chu, the Mingjun of the time, so the sword has always been regarded as the sword of benevolence. In the second year of Jianyan in the Southern Song Dynasty, General Yue emerged and defeated the Jin people in many places. I heard from my master that his sword It’s the Zhanlu sword in front of me.”

No wonder Han Baoju and Han Xiaoying made a fuss, as if someone had stepped on their tails. It turned out... Shi Miyuan did not lie to him, it was really Yue Fei's relic.

The five Quanzhen disciples looked horrified. The moment the sword was unsheathed, they knew the sword was extraordinary, but they did not expect it to be so extraordinary.

"Humph!"

Qingjing Sanren snorted coldly.

As the youngest of the Seven Quanzhen Sons, she was deeply loved by Wang Chongyang, who gave her the sword before his death. This gave her a slight sense of superiority in front of those who wielded the sword, including the six senior brothers. However, at this time At this moment, facing the Zhanlu Sword in Han Xiaoying's hand, neither her face nor her mood were very beautiful.

This kid actually dared to visit the prime minister's house at night and even brought back a unique and famous sword.

Just now, she was sarcastic about Chu's lack of excellence, but in the next moment, Han Xiaoying did this. Those two people must have come to embarrass her on purpose.

Wang Chuyi was different. Looking at Chu Pingsheng's expression, he looked like his own son. After all, it was he who taught Chu Pingsheng the Quanzhen Mind Technique. Although he did not have the name of master and disciple, he had the actual status of master and disciple.

"Back then, the divine sword was chosen by the benevolent king, and after several twists and turns, it was acquired by General Yue. Today it falls into the hands of Ing Sheng. Good Taoism is a matter for the world. Every drink and every peck has its destiny."

He almost didn't say directly that this boy was a young hero favored by heaven.

Swish.

Han Xiaoying sheathed the sword and handed it over solemnly.

"You need to take good care of this sword."

She was born in the Yue region and learned the Yue Nv Sword. Her master was a swordsman. Before she became a master, she often listened to her master telling stories about how the ancients forged swords. How could the young master just hide the fish intestine sword in the belly of a fish and assassinate King Liao of Wu? Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, held the Red Sky Sword and killed the White Snake in uprising. Why did Mo Xie and his wife use their bodies to forge swords? The knowledge about famous swords was almost imprinted in their minds, so they could recognize at a glance this boy who never changed his words and called her sister every day. The sword casually inserted into the buckle of the horse's belly is the Zhanlu sword, which symbolizes benevolence and justice.

"okay, I get it."

Chu Pingsheng took the sword in his hand, glanced at it, and when he saw the eyes of satisfaction and appreciation, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

I am a demon cultivator, demon cultivator, demon cultivator. Say important things three times.

I castrated Wang Chuyi, Ke Zhen'e, Han Baoju, Nan Xiren, Guo Jing - no, I shouldn't blame myself for this, it's just that the toxicity has not occurred, no matter how you look at it, I am a demon, so why did you arrange a sword of great righteousness for me?

The key is to be stirred up by this group of people. There is a sense of destiny in the world. You are the chosen one and the hope of the Song Dynasty. From now on, I will protect the people and support justice. The heavy responsibility of protecting justice is entrusted to you.

My mission is to be a demonic hero, not a true hero. If you do this, I will be under great pressure.

Wang Chuyi looked at Tan Chuduuan and Sun Buer with a proud look on his face: "Senior brother, junior sister, do you still oppose my proposal now?"

Tan Chuduan shook his head: "Junior brother is indeed very discerning."

Sun Buer curled his lips in disdain and turned his head.

"Wait a minute." Chu Pingsheng suddenly felt like he was being plotted, thinking that if he hadn't been in Prince Zhao's mansion, if this old man hadn't been so meddlesome, his plan would not have been disrupted.

"Daozhang Wang, are you... planning to arrange for me again?"

"We can't talk about arrangements." Wang Chuyi said, "I just want to ask you for a favor."

Chu Pingsheng glanced at Sun Buer: "I won't help."

Wang Chuyi quickly said: "Don't refuse in a hurry, there are benefits."

"Is there any benefit? Then tell me."

(End of this chapter)