I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 114: Daoxia Magical Power Douji Nine Thousand Forging [Monthly Tickets Plus]

After Princess Linglong finished playing a piece of music, she lowered her head and looked carefully at the harp in front of her.

The name of this zither is "Tan Xun", and it was made for her by her mother herself. Later, her mother left and was unwilling to stay in Dayu Palace. This zither became Princess Linglong's deepest thought.

Before she was twenty years old, Princess Linglong was most familiar with zither music and was a true zither master in Xuantianjing.

But later, she got married and felt that her life was hopeless. She also thought that if she continued to play the piano in such a boring life, it would only defile the Tan Xun left by her mother, so she didn't want to play it anymore.

It was not until Chen Zhian's incomplete poem that she suddenly understood.

Everything in time has its own destiny.

A hundred years of human life is but a moment in the universe.

In a limited life, only by doing things that bring infinite joy can we live up to the time of heaven and earth, and even more so to our own life.

What's more...if my mother were still in the palace, she would definitely not want to see her so depressed.

So, she took advantage of this court ceremony to play the Tan Xun guqin again, and even came to the Wangxing Palace to play it herself.

The day after tomorrow, which is June 30th, when she sits in the imperial court, she will seriously play the piece of music that she has wanted to play for a long time.

Behind the pearl curtain, several elders, big men in the court, and even my eldest brother were talking about something.

Princess Linglong personally picked up the guqin, retreated from the back, and left the Wangxing Palace. The sedan chair had already come to pick her up and took her all the way to the depths of the North City Garden. Amid the flowing water and blooming flowers, there was a palace in front of her.

Among them were the concubines and princesses in the harem who were willing to go out of the palace for fun and attend court celebrations.

The sedan chair entered the palace and went to a side hall. There were already many people in the hall.

Yaqing, Luming, Lingxiu, Huaishu, Shangqiu... many princesses gathered together.

When they saw Princess Linglong arriving, they all stood up and saluted the older princess.

Princess Linglong looked around and saw that Princess Shang Qiu looked a little unnatural, so she put down her guqin and took the initiative to say, "Yaqing, don't bully Shang Qiu anymore. Dayu is not like other countries. There are not many princes and princesses, but they are all related by blood. They should take care of each other and stop bullying each other."

Princess Yaqing lowered her head and stick out her tongue playfully.

Princess Luming, who was still young, leaned into Princess Linglong's arms and said, "Sister, they were just arguing about who could win more points and go up to the sixteenth floor of Wangxing Palace to drink with the adults."

"We are still discussing who among the people we bet on will rank higher in the comparison."

Princess Linglong naturally knew about the princesses' prizes and smiled.

Just as she was about to speak, Princess Luming smiled sweetly again and said, "Just now, Sister Yaqing took a fancy to the hairpin made of Xiliu jade on Sister Shangqiu's head, and she also wanted to use it as a private prize.

If Pei Yuan beats that painter, Xiliuyu will belong to Sister Yaqing.

Sister Shang Qiu refused, and the two began to argue.

Lu Ming told the whole story in just a few words.

Princess Linglong looked at Princess Yaqing.

Princess Yaqing raised her head and said with a smile, "I used the colorful feathered robe as the prize. Hasn't Shang Qiu always wanted one? My colorful feathered robe is much more precious than her Xiliu jade hairpin. I am not intentionally bullying him."

"Besides, Shang Qiu bet on that painter. Haven't people been saying these days that the painter surnamed Chen is unrivaled in poetry and painting? He is the best in both poetry and painting. I used this as an excuse to give the colorful feathered clothes to Shang Qiu, but she still refused."

Princess Lingxiu at the side suddenly laughed, shook her head and said, "Can you be so kind?

You must have talked to Pei Yuan in private and asked him to participate in more comparisons and get some results.

Besides, the scholars who evaluate paintings may not necessarily like Chen Zhian’s rainbow paintings. As they age, they naturally prefer some grand ink paintings.”

"That's hard to say. The candidates for the imperial court competition are all young people under 30 years old. Chen Zhian also has a chance." Princess Yaqing argued.

Princess Shang Qiu curled her lips. She naturally knew what Princess Yaqing was planning.

Princess Linglong smiled and pretended to knock Princess Yaqing on the head: "The Xiliu Jade was left to her by Grandmother Shang Qiu. How can it be something that can be used as a prize? You, you just like to bully others..."

Before Princess Linglong finished speaking, another carriage arrived at the door. It turned out to be Princess Yunlu.

Princess Yunlu walked in and saw everyone in the hall talking, so she asked the reason.

After hearing the reason, she suddenly laughed and said, "Then Shang Qiu should make a bet with Yaqing. Who knows, he might be able to win the colorful feathered robe."

Princess Yaqing turned her head, and Princess Linglong and Princess Shangqiu also looked at Princess Yunlu with some confusion.

Princess Yunlu smiled and said, "I just went to the Wang family's Jianwei Tower, and I happened to see the Uncut Jade Grassland where the fighting was more intense."

“Then Chen Zhian entered the Unpolished Jade Pasture and won five games in a row, even defeating Si Hougui, who was engraved on the Young Tiger Monument, with three sword strikes.

The two even made a secret agreement, and Chen Zhian took away Si Hougui's ranking on the Tiger Cub Monument. "

"No need to think too much, the number one in the Uncut Jade Grassland is naturally Chen Zhian."

Princess Linglong and Princess Shangqiu were stunned.

The princesses present were also very puzzled.

Princess Yaqing pursed her lips and asked, "Didn't they say that Chen Zhian was only eighteen or nineteen years old and was a painter in the Imperial Household Department?"

"At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he can defeat Si Hougui? Then what kind of painter is he?"

Princess Yunlu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe it's because he likes painting?"

Linglong and Shang Qiu on the side finally looked at each other.

Shang Qiu was surprised at first, then looked at Yaqing: "Sister, are we still betting?"

Princess Yaqing hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Bet."

Princess Linglong on the side was still thinking with her head down.

When Chen Zhi'an was eighteen or nineteen years old, he was able to write poems like "The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble face, the spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dew is gorgeous", and lyrics like "The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword is already sweeping across the sky".

He also painted a colorful painting that was unique and won him a victory.

Now, he has transformed himself into the young figure on the Tiger Cub Monument...

How much does this Chen Zhian have that she doesn't know?
All of a sudden, she remembered the remaining words written by Chen Zhian.

“Heaven and earth are the inns of all things; time is the passer-by of a hundred generations, and life is like a dream, how much joy can there be!”

As Princess Linglong thought about it, she suddenly felt grateful towards Chen Zhian.

She turned and looked at [Tan Xun].

If it weren't for these remaining words, she might never have picked up the zither until now.

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Chen Zhian returned to the small courtyard on Fusang Street alone.

Li Xushi has not returned for several days. Today, Chen Zhian went to the north city, but did not see any trace of him in the front buildings. He wondered where he had gone.

And in his battle with Si Hougui, it seemed that he won with three strikes.

But in fact, Chen Zhian has already tried his best.

“If Si Hougui didn’t have the magical power of the Dao, I could easily win, but when he used that magical power, the force of his sword was heavy, just like a mountain supporting a mountain, and its force was heavy, and it was like a mountain collapsing…”

“No wonder all the young people aim to be on the Tiger Cubs Monument, and those who are on the Tiger Cubs Monument are proud of it.

This magical power is truly extraordinary."

Chen Zhian let out a long breath, casually took out a white jade pill and threw it into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes.

At some point a cloud appeared in the Niwan Palace.

The clouds condensed and hung in the center of the twelve unpolished jade divine auras.

Chen Zhian controlled the divine essence of the unpolished jade and fell into the cloud.

For a moment, Chen Zhian felt a sharp pain in his head again, and then many words, many memories, and many messages came one after another and flooded into his mind.

Chen Zhian groaned, then sat cross-legged, practicing the fourth level of the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter. The twelve divine auras flowed through him, digesting the words, memories, and information in his mind.

But at this moment, Nan Liujing suddenly appeared in his mind, shining brightly, and fell into his mind, eliminating some of the information that Chen Zhian had not yet had time to understand.

Chen Zhian was immediately surprised.

"what happened?"

His consciousness fell into Baiyujing, but he saw that the Nanliujing hanging high above Baiyujing was still shining brightly, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the sky and the earth of Baiyujing.

In the Kaiyang Palace, Old Huang Liang was standing there, looking in surprise at Fu Tingjun who was perched on a mountain peak.

Fu Tingjun closed his eyes to rest and recover his spirit.

Jiao Nu stepped on Kunlun Lake, and from time to time he would look at the real dragon as big as a mountain with lingering fear.

Everything in Baiyujing was normal.

"Perhaps some information in this lower magical power is harmful." Chen Zhian thought so in his heart. Now his cultivation is still too low, and the huge Baiyujing has not been fully developed. Even if he wants to study the reasons in detail, it is afraid that it will be of no use.

So he simply ignored it and carefully digested the remaining information in his mind.

Just as Chen Zhian expected.

These pieces of information indeed carry a lot of magical powers.

【Heavenly Drum】

[The gods beat drums to produce thunder, which is called the Heavenly Drum. The sound of the Heavenly Drum is produced by the Yuanguan and Niwan Palaces. The True Essence and the Divine Essence are classified as thunder! ]

Heavenly drum!

Thunder too.

Chen Zhian was a little surprised that his name was on the Young Tiger Monument, and he actually obtained the power of thunder magic.

Before this, neither the swordsmanship he practiced nor the Yangsui long sword in his hand had anything to do with thunder.

"So it seems that the magical powers on this Tiger Cub Monument are randomly assigned?"

He had long known that the magical powers of the Taoists were also related to the rankings.

His name is inscribed as number 347 on the Young Tiger Monument today, and he has obtained the magical power of "Heavenly Drum". When the Young Tiger Monument is updated next time, if his ranking can move forward again, new information and enlightenment will follow, which will continue to make his magical power of "Heavenly Drum" stronger.

This is the so-called opportunity for a young tiger in the Tao, which is extremely precious.

For example, Li Xushi once told him that when Prince Daqian was still young, he was first listed on the Young Tiger Monument, in the twenty-third row, and obtained the magical power [Ding Inscription].

Later, in order to climb to the top of the Young Tiger Monument, he deliberately chose not to break through the Jade Palace, and spent three more years before finally being ranked first on the Young Tiger Monument.

The magical power of [Ding Ming] gradually became stronger, and finally turned into the [Tian Fu] that the current Prince Daqian is most proud of.

By now, the cultivation level of the Crown Prince Daqian has already reached an unfathomable level, and it is unknown what realm he has reached, but one of his most powerful magical powers is still the [Heavenly Talisman] he obtained when he was ranked first on the Young Tiger Monument.

Chen Zhian gradually digested the memory, and when he stretched out his hand, a flash of lightning burst out from the Niwan Palace and Yuanguanzhong respectively.

Then, when his palm was covered with true energy, Chen Zhian was surprised to find that his true energy was actually accompanied by heavy thunder.

The thunder flowed, brewing a glow, and became even sharper.

However, I just started practicing [Heavenly Drum], and I don’t even know the key points. But with this tiny lightning...

Chen Zhian actually discovered that his true energy was boosted by this thunder and became much stronger.

It becomes sharper, faster, and more lethal.

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's face.

No wonder Si Hougui is so powerful, this magical power is indeed worthy of its reputation.

"We need to study it carefully and try to make it as easy as an arm. We also need to cultivate the sound of thunder from the heavenly drum. The stronger the sound of thunder from the heavenly drum, the stronger the combat power."

"Now I haven't even completely condensed a thunder sound... I have twelve divine essences, so I think it's more than enough to control twelve thunder sounds. I have to work hard to participate in the performances in the future and condense more heavenly drum thunder sounds."

As Chen Zhian was thinking this in his heart, he pointed his sword and the thunder sounds in Yuanguan and Niwan Palace fell silent.

The lightning attached to the true essence and divine energy also disappeared in an instant.

Chen Zhian felt it was magical and tried it a few more times before nodding with satisfaction and taking out a black long sword.

Chen Zhian has coveted this knife for a long time.

As early as when he was in Sunan Prefecture, he had heard Jiang Taiping talk about this knife.

The Douji long sword is forged eight thousand times!
Later, when Si Hougui came to Sunan Prefecture, he handed the long sword to a craftsman to continue forging.

Today's Dou Ji long sword has been forged for nine thousand one hundred times!

Among the thousand forged long swords, it already ranks high. Among the thousand forged sword weapons, very few can defeat this Dou Ji long sword.

Chen Zhian had seen this long sword twice before, but it was not until today that he was able to hold the sword in his hand and examine it carefully.

This knife is extremely heavy to hold, probably weighing dozens of pounds. The scabbard is simple and plain, with only a few pieces of special ebony inlaid in an orderly arrangement, adding a sense of antiquity.

Chen Zhian drew his knife.

Edict!
The long sword made a sound, emitting a bright light. The blade was so sharp that it was no exaggeration to say that it could cut off a person's hair.

It is unknown what kind of precious metal the Dou Ji blade is made of, and it seems to have undergone countless tempering processes. Its color is as deep as the abyss, and it reveals a heavy texture.

There is no gorgeous decoration on the surface of the blade, only a few textures like the veins of mountains and rivers, which are natural and smooth.

The handle of the knife felt warm to the touch, and seemed to be carved from some kind of wood. It even had a unique fragrance, and was wrapped with a layer of tough black leather, which seemed to be the leather of some monster.

As his true energy flowed into it, the Qingshan Tower in Baiyujing began to radiate light.

The information about the long sword immediately flowed into his mind.

[There is a Douji sword, forged 9,133 times, the heavenly level is divided into Douji, the stars fell into stone, carved into it, control this sword, the true essence enters the sword and becomes the blade light, it is like the light of the Douji stars falling, the stars are dotted, and people are cut into invisible. ]

Chen Zhian immediately understood.

In addition to amplifying the true energy, this sword can also divide the sword light, like the light of the Big Dipper.

"No wonder Si Hougui fought with me. He held the Dou Ji in his hand, and the blade light suddenly appeared like stars. Coupled with his supernatural power that was as powerful as a mountain, he actually brewed a large amount of blade light, shattering the surrounding air and almost covering the sky and the earth."

He looked at it carefully for a long time, then looked at Yang Sui standing beside him.

He stroked Yang Sui gently.

"Good brother, you are going to be discharged from the army."

ps: Yesterday's monthly ticket was added

(End of this chapter)