Sword comes

Emperor Song He led Chen Pingan to a secret vault with the name Dalijia, saying that the court had already prepared a gift.

Xiao Mo and Xie Gou, the two Luopu Mountain worshippers, no longer hid their tracks and followed behind the two of them, ascending one by one, acting as bodyguards. Song He felt strange that he was treated so well. Looking through the history books of various countries, could the realm of the emperor's entourage be so high? It was rare.

The key to the door was Chen Ping'an's jade token. When he opened the door of the "Sword Room", he was suddenly filled with a dazzling array of treasures. The room was ablaze with light, and there were desks and treasure boxes, high and low, with many pocket boxes made of fairy wood and jade, each containing a sword pill. Next to the box was a booklet that detailed the origins of these flying swords.

Each sword pill contains the meaning of Taoism, and the colored sword lights have long permeated the box like a bleached color, especially those jade "sword boxes", which continuously permeate out brilliance, thus creating a magnificent scene of a room full of precious light and colorful colors.

The sword energy in the house was so strong that Song He felt a bit cold to the bone, as if she had fallen into an ice cave. With her hands tucked into her sleeves, Xie Gou could no longer move her eyes away, touching this and looking at that, just liking and liking more. If she had known there was such a place earlier, and if she had never met the mountain owner, and then "accidentally passed by" the treasure house of the Dali Dynasty, hehe.

Xiao Mo helped Song He dispel the cold.

Song He immediately thanked Mr. Xiao Mo, who smiled and said, "Your Majesty is too polite."

When they came to a "gourd rack", Song He said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you can pick a few sword-raising gourds at will."

A whole piece of ancient jade from the ancient Dadu Dragon Palace was crafted into the shape of a gourd vine, on which were hung sword-raising gourds of various colors.

There are more than a hundred sword-raising gourds of varying quality. These sword-raising gourds were all spoils of war collected by the Dali Iron Cavalry during their southward march and battles with the wild monster tribe. Nearly half of them are badly damaged, while the remaining half are in good condition, and half of them are of low quality. They are coveted by earthly immortal sword cultivators, but a bit useless for sword cultivators in the upper five realms.

Song He explained: "Mr. Cui once had an idea to establish a sword sect by the Dali Dynasty itself. The general framework was to dismantle Zhengyang Mountain, borrow people from Fenglei Garden, and then recruit a group of sword immortals from Beijuluzhou to serve as nominal worshippers. Wei Jin, Song Xu, Yuan Huajing, Yuan Bai, they would all be members of the ancestral hall. But it was delayed and had to be left unfinished."

Xie Gou suddenly realized, "No wonder Dali wanted to build a bridge across the sea to connect Baopingzhou and Beijuluzhou to form a piece of land. Was it to guide the luck of swordsmanship to the south?"

"Mr. Cui's plan is bigger than this idea."

Song He shook his head and smiled, "If Vice Chairman Xie had looked at the map of the two continents and turned it upside down, he would have found that our Aquarius Continent and the Northern Julu Continent, combined through that bridge, would form the largest sword-raising gourd in the world."

"It's a slightly smaller half of the 'Upper Gourd' Nurturing Sword. The blade is the Great Blasphemy Water Sword, and the hilt is the Shujian Lake."

"The larger 'Xia Hulu' is located in the Northern Julu Continent. The sword body is the dragon vein of the Zhongtiao Mountain, and the hilt is the boundary of the Muyi Mountain and Guixu Valley. It is a pattern of 'earth dragon veins entering the sea'."

"Since this sword-raising gourd is the largest in the world, the two flying swords that are being nurtured should also be of a size that matches it. As for the sword-holders, they will be stationed in the Imitation Baiyujing. The ancient sage from Shujian Lake and Mr. Cui will control the Great Dust Water Sword and the Dragon Vein Mountain Sword respectively. They are specifically targeting those Ascension Realm monsters who like to use tricks. The killing of enemies by the Imitation Baiyujing flying swords was originally a deception."

"Back then, our Dali Dynasty made long-term plans to deal with the wild monsters. Mr. Cui was prepared to fight and retreat to the north of Aquarius Continent and defend the capital of Dali. There were nine things in the conspiracy, gathering sword immortals from all sides, creating a sword sect, forging the two continents sword raising gourd and the mountain and water double swords, and blowing up the old dragon city and the old Nanyue together to kill countless wild monsters. This was just one of them."

Xie Gou was amazed when he heard this.

Xiao Mo was also shocked beyond words.

To be honest, as ancient Taoists who personally experienced the battle to ascend to heaven tens of thousands of years ago, deep down in their hearts, it is difficult for them to look down on the so-called wars in later generations.

Xie Gou glanced at his own mountain master, knowing the extraordinary works of Xiu Hu, and then looked back at the picture of Da Li's ascension, it didn't seem so great? Xie Gou remembered the mountain master's previous metaphor, that self-deprecating, it was really vivid, saying that Xiu Hu looked on coldly and said, "That's it?" They are indeed brothers in the same sect.

No wonder Chief Zhou said that if he had the help of Mr. Cui and City Lord Zheng, he would be able to achieve great achievements.

Chen Ping'an's focus is somewhat different from theirs.

People should do their best, things should be used to their best, and the country should make the best use of its wealth. The boundaries are clear, rewards and punishments are clear, and there are precedents to follow. For example, when the old emperor of Qiu State secretly colluded with the demon clan, General Su Gaoshan directly broke into the palace and chopped off his head without saying a word. Cui Luo can tolerate enough mistakes, including all kinds of dirt in human nature, and even directly use many bad roots of human nature. He can make things like gold and stone, and finally subtly inspire the awe-inspiring spirit of saints and heroes in people's hearts.

For example, Pang Yun, the ancestor of the Yufang Sect, no matter how greedy he was for life and death, and how he loved fame and fortune, he had to stay in the Dadu battlefield in the secondary capital Luojing for three years before returning to the mountain. Pang Yun was extremely disdainful of his nephew Fu Xian who interfered in the civil strife in the Qiu Kingdom. Even though Xiu Hu was indeed missing from Dali in recent years, the small Qiu Kingdom was not someone that could compete with him. He really didn't know how to live or die.

On the one hand, the Dali Dynasty allowed everything that was not prohibited by law and was willing to give opportunities for trial and error, but at the same time, it had to constantly correct mistakes during the process.

Song He's original intention was for Chen Ping'an to move the gourd stand and the dragon-slaying stones away directly.

Chen Pingan finally took away two sword-nourishing gourds of good quality from the highest point of the gourd rack, and used them to nourish his natal flying swords "Beidou" and "Qingping" respectively.

There were also some dragon-slaying stones piled up in the corner of the sword room, which came from the Lizhu Cave Heaven. Chen Pingan picked out two more dragon-slaying stones the size of column bases and asked Xiao Mo to cut each into two pieces and put them in the three new and old sword-raising gourds, including the ginger pot.

Song He was a little disappointed. As he said, he was not afraid of Chen Pingan taking more, but was afraid of Chen Pingan taking less, especially not taking anything.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan didn't say anything like "borrow".

Song He then settled for the second best and let Xiao Mo and Xie Gou choose the sword pill or the dragon-slaying stone on their own.

Xiao Mo smiled and declined the emperor's kindness. Xie Gou was always polite to me, so he picked two small dragon-slaying stones on the spot. Not for nothing, Xie Gou stretched out his hand to rub the mink hat, and solemnly promised Emperor Song He that he would definitely choose a personal disciple in the Dali Dynasty in the future.

Song He smiled and went to the highest point of the gourd rack, took down a bright red sword-raising gourd, and handed it to the girl in the mink hat, "I wish Xie Cixi success in recruiting a disciple."

Just now, Song He noticed that her eyes stayed on this thing for a long time, and she was very envious.

Xie Gou regretted it very much. If she had known earlier, she would have said "one or two". She shifted her gaze and glanced at the gourd stand again.

Song He was not a stingy person, and he didn't care about the owner of the sword-raising gourd. It would just gather dust if it was left here, so it would be better to give it directly to Bai Jing.

Xie Gou was reminded by Xiao Mo who held down his mink hat with his hand, "Quit while you're ahead!"

She had no choice but to stop the Emperor who had already moved away, and patted her chest to promise, "Your Majesty, I can see that we are both heroes who have read a lot of books but are quick to act. If you don't like a monk from another continent in the future, just let me know. I promise to do the job beautifully and neatly, whether it's stabbing him half to death or killing him, just say a word!"

Song He was in a good mood listening to these bandit-like words.

Chen Pingan walked to a table alone. There were three crystal clear white jade boxes containing three sword pills, but only one book. He flipped through it and took a look. He put the sword box and the book into his sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, I used public power for personal gain before. These are for official business. Fu Qing will return to Yunxiao Dynasty soon. I plan to find some helpers for her.

Let me lay the groundwork a little more."

Song He smiled and said, "The Imperial Master can handle it on his own."

After finishing the matter here, Song He was about to say goodbye and leave.

Chen Pingan suddenly suggested that they go to the Xifang together. Song He didn't understand what was going on, so he just treated it as a walk.

This room is filled with seals of various countries in Aquarius Continent collected by the Dali Dynasty. For the countries south of Dadu, it is easy to deal with if they are the latest established countries, as they have newly made seals. However, it is more embarrassing for those countries that have restored their countries under the banner of inheriting the legitimate dynasty. In addition to remaking the seals, the courts of various countries have been negotiating with the Dali Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple repeatedly in recent years, hoping to return these seals of "this dynasty".

After all, even if they re-forge the seals of various parties according to the established regulations, the old seals stored by the Dali Dynasty will remain, or in other words, a part of the national destiny and dragon fortune will be intercepted. The impact on the national situation and fortune may not be too great, but the problem will always exist, just like an old land deed that has never been delivered to the government.

Logically speaking, since the southern part of Aquarius Continent was allowed to restore their own states according to the agreement, the Song family of Dali should return these seals. However, Cui Luo once made it clear at a small court meeting that whether or not these things should be returned, or when they should be returned, would be discussed later.

The result was that the chair in the imperial study had been occupied by someone else, but the matter still had no conclusion and became a confusing matter.

Zhao Duanjin of the Ministry of Rites could pretend to be ignorant, but Yan Yongfeng, the Minister of the Temple of Honglu, had been troubled for more than a year. His predecessor, Changsun Mao, first went to the Tongzhengsi, and now he has been transferred to the Minister of Personnel. Well, today the small court meeting was over, and the nine ministers returned to the Qianbu Corridor together. Changsun Mao took the initiative to walk to Yan Yongfeng, and the Minister of the Temple of Honglu had to remind him with a smile, "Yan Honglu, don't delay the matter of the seals of various countries. Whether to return them or not, there must be a rule. The matter is not a big deal, and we can't have a special court discussion."

Yan Yongfeng was short and stocky, with a dark complexion to begin with, and his face turned even darker when he heard this.

When he thought of those little bastards in his Honglu Temple, who were still very happy for old man Zhangsun Mao's promotion to the Heavenly Official, he always felt that our Honglu Temple was half of the old Shangshu's mother's family. Regardless of how to be partial to them in the future, it would be reasonable to take a little care of them within the rules...Yan Yongfeng wanted to call these bastards over and scold them.

After opening the door, Song He felt particularly refreshed.

Xie Gou sighed, "Such a strong dragon energy, it's almost turning into spirit."

Xiao Mo nodded. In his field of vision, there was a room with a shelf full of seals of various colors. The silk threads were floating slowly, some were as slender as the seedlings in the wind, and some were as strong as the little snakes in the field. A country had a lot of seals, and they were like neighbors with bad relations and full of hostility. Xiao Mo listened carefully and heard the hissing sounds in the room, like a snake spitting out its tongue, one after another.

The huge dynasties like the old Zhuying and Baishuang, due to the end of their national life, have strong but weak dragon energy, like a giant snake curled up, crouching low, and appearing listless. There are also some small countries that have shown their luck, each of which is like a small dragon or young dragon, thin and weak but tall.

Chen Pingan opened the door, but he was the last one to cross the threshold. When he entered the room, the dragon luck that symbolized the destiny of the country instantly retracted into the seal and hid temporarily, as if every household stayed indoors.

When Xie Gou saw this scene, he was so amused that he couldn't stop laughing.

The owner of our mountain was like a local tyrant who was used to bullying the villagers and went to the countryside, a playboy who bullied men and women and took to the streets.

Chen Pingan held his hands up in his sleeves and tried to hold back his breath, but the snakes and dragons still refused to show up.