Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Two miles south of Qiandong City.

Four years ago, it was a military training ground of the Pofeng Army with a radius of three or four miles.

Later, due to the expansion and changes of the military camp, the old marquis moved the central military camp to the more open area around Luofeng Bridge in the east of the city.

As a result, the original training ground on Boyue Mountain in the south of the city became abandoned.

The three of them staggered and finally carried Baili Dongjun here.

Looking around, I saw overgrown weeds.

The ground was flat and level, but the wooden target, flagpole, and horse stakes left behind had long been battered by wind and rain.

"Xiao Baili, don't sleep, we're here!"

Wen Yanzhao gently put down Baili Dongjun, who was like soft mud, and then supported his body with one hand and shook his head with the other.

"Ah? Ah... Cousin, Brother Yun, where are we now?"

Baili Dongjun struggled to open his sleepy eyes and looked around.

"Dongjun, isn't this the training ground of Mount Boyue? When we were little, we often watched Uncle Baili practice martial arts here. Look, the target stake is still there, and you wrote on it, 'Drunken Immortal Baili Dongjun, was here'!"

There were ripples in Ye Dingzhi's heart. When he was young, he often played here with Baili Dongjun. The old events were still vivid in his mind.

Hearing Ye Dingzhi's words, Baili Dongjun immediately perked up and said with a laugh:

"Brother Yun, you haven't forgotten this? Indeed, do you still remember the first time I learned to ride a horse? Deputy General Chen's black-headed horse kicked me and broke my head, and you tore off the lining and wrapped my head like a dumpling!"

Ye Dingzhi narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded, with an expression of infinite longing on his face.

Wen Yanzhao felt envious as he listened to the two little ones reminiscing about their childhood.

I live deep in Lingnan, and because my family is a poison-using family, no one in the city is willing to let their children play with a little poisonous creature that is full of poison.

Wen Yanzhao naturally ended up being shunned by everyone. Seeing the childhood friendship between Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi, he felt deeply moved.

"Dong Jun, you want to learn sword from your cousin and me, but we came out in a hurry and didn't bring any weapons with us. How can we learn?"

Ye Dingzhi said in confusion.

Before Baili Dongjun could speak, Wen Yanzhao quietly retreated behind the two of them, exerted his internal force, and suddenly pulled Chengying and Bu Ranchen out of the storage space.

Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi suddenly smelled a faint lotus fragrance and turned their heads abruptly to look.

"Hey, my cousins, look what this is?"

Wen Yanzhao spread his hands, and the two magical weapons of the Immortal Palace, Chengying and Bu Ranchen, came into view.

Ye Dingzhi: "Where did you get these two swords, cousin? I didn't see you carrying them when you came out."

Baili Dongjun smiled slyly: "My cousin has a magical skill, which can always take out some strange things from places where no one pays attention...right cousin?"

Wen Yanzhao's face turned red and white when he heard this, and he scolded:

"Xiao Baili, why are you grinning? I learned a telekinetic technique from a white-haired immortal. Cousin Ye, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Ye Dingzhi did not ask further questions, but rubbed his hands together and said, "Dongjun and my cousin both have weapons, but I forgot my sword in the mansion. What should I do?"

Baili Dongjun immediately interrupted: "What does it matter? Brother Yun is not afraid of you using my Untainted Dust!"

After saying that, he grabbed the hilt of the Qinglian Sword and handed it to Ye Dingzhi.

"Qiang!"

Ye Dingzhi took the sword, drew it from its sheath, and the blade was sharp and cold.

"It is indeed a good sword of the Immortal Palace quality. If it weren't for my cousin Jianlin's efforts to seize the sword, this Unstained Dust would probably have fallen into my hands!"

Ye Dingzhi stared at the sword edge, his words full of regret.

"Brother Yun, you are wrong. In the end, I took it away from Wushuang City's first disciple Song Yanhui with my own hands. I also offended Wushuang City's faction because of it. Their Xiaoyao Tianjing elder Cheng Yudu took action. Fortunately, my cousin and uncle were there, otherwise I might have suffered a great loss!"

Baili Dongjun's tone was somewhat boastful, and Ye Dingzhi was surprised when he heard it:

"Don't you know martial arts, Dongjun? How can you defeat Song Yanhui, who is at the level of a diamond mortal and a natural sword embryo?"

Wen Yanzhao was playing with Chengying, his mind wandering, and he ignored what the Ye Bai brothers were saying.

He kept thinking that Ye Ding's later life was extremely tragic. He was still in Qiandong, but his mind was on revenge.

The key now is how to establish a bond with him and end the greatest tragedy in Shaobai's world.

While Baili Dongjun was telling Ye Dingzhi about the Sword Forest in a serious manner, he communicated with the system with a thought.

"System, open the peerless magic weapon exchange list!"

[System: Master Host, don’t you have a Chengying sword? Why is it not enough? ]

Wen Yanzhao bared his teeth and said, "You've talked too much! Hurry up and select a sword of the Immortal Palace grade for me!"

[System: Look, you’re anxious again! ]

[The following are the peerless divine weapons of the Immortal Palace grade selected for you]

[Peerless Sword], [Hero Sword], [Shark Tooth], [Yuanhong], [Youlong], [Seven-Star Dragon Abyss], [Zhenwu Sword]

……

Looking at the vast sea of magical weapons and sharp swords, I was dazzled for a moment.

While thinking, Wen Yanzhao suddenly remembered that Ye Dingzhi would go astray due to practicing the magic sword technique taught by Yu Shengmo and the Acala technique he practiced on his own.

He must have a magical weapon full of righteousness to suppress the evil nature. Perhaps this will allow him to freely control both the good and evil true energy.

Thinking of this, the Wudang sword with a simple shape and Tai Chi inscriptions - the Zhenwu Sword - came into Wen Yanzhao's mind.

Wen Yanzhao no longer hesitated. This was a legendary sword forged by the sword-making masters Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang from the Warring States Period.

Later, he followed Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, for many years. He was righteous and slew the demons with his sword, so he was naturally the best choice!

"System, exchange for the Zhenwu Sword!" Wen Yanzhao's mind moved, and the system displayed the Zhenwu Sword's attribute details -

[Magic weapon name: Zhenwu Sword]

[Category: Melee Weapon, Long Sword]

[Level: Asgard]

[Skill: Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation]

[Skill Introduction: When your cultivation level is above the Free Earth Realm, you can use the Zhenwu Seven-Section Array active skill]

[The Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation requires a large amount of internal energy, and in a short period of time, it can obtain a body other than the main body, which is a condensed body of six-fold true energy. The power of the sword formation increases with the realm of the user.]

[Because it is a single body, its power is slightly weaker than the sword formation performed by seven masters, but it can still exert a power that exceeds its own realm by more than two levels.]

[Skill Cooldown: It shortens as the host's realm improves. Initially, it is 24 hours. The host is currently in the Fuyao realm, and the cooldown time is six hours.]

【Zhenwu Inscription】

When this sword appears in the human world, all the demons will disappear at night.

The treacherous and the flattering are so terrifying that they make one's bones break.

[Exchange requirement: 2000 reputation]

[System: Host, you now have enough reputation, do you want to redeem it? ]

Wen Yanzhao: “Exchange!”

[System: Exchange successful, remaining reputation]

Then, a Qingfeng long sword about three feet and five inches long, with an ancient appearance and Tai Chi cast on the throat, appeared out of thin air.

"A sword that can compete with the two peerless divine weapons, Yitian Tulong, is truly amazing!" Wen Yanzhao couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He grasped the hilt of the Zhenwu Sword and released his internal energy. The sword body hummed continuously, then absorbed all of Wen Yanzhao's internal energy and returned to normal.

Ye Baier and the other two who were still chatting and laughing in front of Wen Yanzhao seemed to sense the supreme sword intent of the Zhenwu Sword and immediately turned around.

"Cousin! This..." Baili Dongjun naturally recognized it. The heavy and ancient sword in front of him was also extraordinary.

Ye Dingzhi's eyes also flashed with surprise.

"Dingzhi, you and my cousin Dongjun are closer than brothers, yet you still call me cousin. I have no other gift than meeting you."

"Consider this sword as a gift from me to your new cousin. When we parted ways in Jianlin, you lost a sword from the Immortal Palace. This Zhenwu Sword is also a sword from the Immortal Palace!"

"How about considering it as a gift from your cousin?"

Ye Dingzhi's chestnut pupils trembled, and he looked up at Wen Yanzhao who was looking at him with a smile.

He was naturally very touched. Although Wen Yanzhao was more than two years younger than him, Jianlin Inn agreed to his request as a joke and called him his cousin.

I didn't take it seriously and thought he was just trying to take advantage of me.

Of course he knew that the Zhenwu Sword in front of him was far superior to what Bu Ranchen could achieve. He didn't expect that Wen Yanzhao really valued him so much and treated him the same as Dongjun.

Seeing Ye Dingzhi's complicated expression, Wen Yanzhao spoke up after a while:

"Why, Ding Zhi doesn't recognize me as your cousin, or do you think the Zhenwu sword in my hand is not worthy of you?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi hurriedly saluted and said:

"Why do you say that, cousin? Dingzhi doesn't dare to accept such a valuable gift. You and Dongjun are brothers by blood, so you are no different from me!"

Baili Dongjun danced with joy: "Cousin is cousin, brother Yun, why are you still trying to refuse? I'll make the decision for you! From now on, the three of us are all the same brothers!"

After saying that, he took the Zhenwu sword from Wen Yanzhao and handed it to Ye Dingzhi.

"This..." Ye Dingzhi was speechless for a moment.

"How can I teach Xiao Baili swordsmanship without a sword? Take it. When you become famous in the world, I will give my cousin the most poisonous herb in the world as a reward!"

Wen Yanzhao laughed out loud.

"Then I'll accept it. A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. When I conquer the world in the future, I will definitely give my cousin the most poisonous thing!"

Ye Dingzhi no longer hesitated and reached out to take the Zhenwu Sword. In an instant, the abundant righteousness carried by the Zhenwu Sword infected his whole body.

It was as if I was bathing in the spring sunshine, and my whole body was filled with an indescribable warmth.

After a moment, Ye Dingzhi drew out the Zhenwu sword, poured internal energy into his right arm, and flew ten feet away.

Ye Dingzhi has been practicing the Magic Fairy Sword Technique with Yu Shengmo, the number one master of Nan Jue, since he was young. When he used the sword technique, the originally black and purple sword energy turned into red gold.

The power increased instead of decreased, the sword energy was surging, the entire Boyue Mountain training ground was whistling, and wherever the sword energy passed, the wild grass was flying and the petals were falling!

"Good swordsmanship!"

Baili Dongjun praised without hesitation.

Wen Yanzhao looked at Ye Dingzhi dancing with a sword in the distance, and his heart was filled with joy.

He thought to himself: "Having this man as a brother is a great pleasure in life!"