Luo Ming was properly groomed and changed his clothes. When he was about to come out, he saw at a glance that the emperor was standing in Tingfeng Xiaozhu, thinly condensing the swords hanging on the wall.
Luo is famous for being quiet, so he used water to plant bamboos in various places on the Tibetan island, and built exquisite and elegant houses, which were named Xiaozhu. This 'Ting Feng' was where Luo Ming usually meditated and practiced swordsmanship, and others should not delay. Because of its seclusion, Luo Ming often chooses to meet his personal friends here.
With the respect of the emperor and the son of heaven, it is common to go to the main building of Guizang. Luo Mingxuan met the emperor here, with the meaning of 'only talking about personal friendship, not about official business'.
Originally, he was thoughtful, but when Luo Ming saw the sword the emperor was looking at, he couldn't say a word.
No matter what the first words the emperor said after seeing him, Luo Ming had a way to deal with it. However, he didn't say a word at the moment, which made Luo Ming feel unstoppable.
The emperor did not look back, but suddenly said in a loud voice, "I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and this 'gallbladder' is still the same as Xu Qinghong."
The blade of the sword was straight and unparalleled. There is quite an image of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, like the rising sun. It's just too young, too strong, and the same is true of the clumsy and immature parts of the technique. Among the collections of Luojian Villa, it is not the ultimate sword.
There is only one reason why this sword will make Luo Ming speechless for a while. This is the first sword forged by his eldest son, Luo Sijian, who passed away ten years ago.
This sword has been hanging here for twenty years, and Luo Ming never thought of taking it off. There are many people who come here to listen to Feng Xiaozhuzhong's narration, but no one has ever mentioned it, or dared not mention it.
The emperor did not seem to notice the tense atmosphere in the room, and still smiled.
"The first time I saw 'Zhaodan', Si Jian is still there. He is still the best new star among the young swordsmen in the south of the Yangtze River."
Luo Ming had countless scenes to say, but because of this sentence, he was stunned. No matter how many times his face, he could no longer show the smirk like a mask before. He said with such an expressionless face.
"Yes, it has been ten years since Sijian passed away."
The emperor suddenly said.
"It's not your style to start doing things like this for no reason. You even use tyrannical methods to force heroes to cast swords. There must be a reason for the incident. Is it related to the cause of death of Si Jian and the others?"
Luo Ming suddenly understood that the emperor used the most direct method, abandoning his scheming and ingenuity, and went straight to the center. There was no concealment of his intentions.
Because, he used 'I'.
The emperor suddenly turned around and stood on his feet. The locked air in the room suddenly took on a new look, as if he had turned it around.
"Brother Luo, we know that ten years ago, someone in the Six Doors investigated the mystery of the death of this brave master."
Luo Ming didn't seem surprised, said solemnly.
"Brother... Your Majesty, what have you heard?"
"I didn't hear anything. I just heard that you went to a distant place. On the day of your return, Si Jian, Si Nian, and Si Ju did not come back. The details of the details, and the head of the investigation did not have a definite result. So far, it is still an unsolved case on the six-door desk."
"Your Majesty... Are you investigating Caomin privately?"
"Don't dare."
The emperor said sternly: "If I didn't respect you, I wouldn't entrust Lu'er and let him worship you as his adoptive father. Everyone in the world says that the white king and the seven crowns are the overlords of Jiangnan. How can I not feel it in my heart. However, I can trust Brother Luo as a human being. I came here alone today, without bringing any soldiers or soldiers, so I came to ask about this. Is it a scam? Brother Luo, please answer me."
He is a lot older, and has long lost the splendid look he used to be.
However, this serious expression reminded people of the stubborn young man back then.
Looking at these eyes for a long time, Luo Ming said softly: "Your Majesty... You are too stupid."
Listening to Feng Xiaozhu, a murderous cloud rose up.
Chapter 3 On the Return of the Sword
Luo Ming didn't move his hands and feet, but the air that had just been twisted by the emperor seemed to have changed. The terrifying murderous aura that chilled the whole body came from all directions. As if the tables, chairs, stools and platforms were made into killers, there was no place in the fighting room that was not filled with swords and swords.
The emperor straightened his back and let the murderous aura he could almost see through the corners of his clothes flicker, but he stood still like a cliff. This motionless action may seem simple, but it is difficult to cultivate the state of mind. It must be known that the place where he is standing at the moment is like a hundred swords aimed at his throat, how difficult it is to maintain no fear.
"I have never considered myself smart. It is because of my own stupidity that I can continue to learn and improve. Just as I keep thinking about it, I know that you want to kill me now, just like killing a ghost."
The murderous aura was suddenly condensed, and it did not withdraw, but still surrounded the emperor.
Luo Ming quietly looked at the Ninety-five Supreme. The slight unease when I saw him at first really came true. He already understood.
Luo Ming said slowly.
"... When did the emperor start to be suspicious of grass-roots people?"
"From the beginning."
The emperor ignored the shocking murderous aura, and smiled lightly: "Others may not understand. Being in a superior position, I can do whatever I want. I dress in private and travel lightly, but there are still three thousand unicorn guards and hundreds of spies by my side. , Every day there are express memorials sent from the capital, and I am constantly reviewing them on the carriage.
The nine states in the world are to me, just as Huzhou is to you. Therefore, I never believed that what happened in Huzhou could escape Tianjian's eyes and ears. The moment I heard that you left the customs in time, I knew that everything that happened in Huzhou was definitely on you. The ghosts and mythical creatures have no foundation in the Central Plains. If it is said that they show up for no reason and snatch the weapons of the Central Plains, I will not believe it.
However, it is difficult to find out the reason behind the scenes, but it is not without root after all. Just think about where the stolen black gold iron and other valuables were hidden by the ghosts. And who will be the winner in the end, the answer is not difficult to speculate. "
After a long time, Luo Ming nodded slowly.
"If the sage doesn't want to be an emperor, he can be an official who fights the autumn wind. Sheng An Bai is very skilled at doing things. This kind of big crime can be done by word of mouth?"
"Hahahaha, what a Luo Ming, do you know that just by saying 'don't be an emperor', I can want you to be full of heads."
One of them teased and mocked, and the other was full of smiles, but their auras kept colliding.
At this moment, you can almost see their respective atmospheres taking shape.
Inlaid with gold and jade, the red jade sword with an introverted edge, but full of danger, confronts a five-clawed golden dragon floating above the river and mountains.
No matter how fierce Ren Chiyujian's murderous aura was, he could never suppress the dragon.
This is a situation that only occurs when fighting between masters who have reached the realm of martial arts. The emperor's internal and external martial arts cultivation cannot be calculated by one or two, but what he cultivates is the pure and incomparable martial arts of the real world. In addition to the emperor's aura, he has not lost the slightest momentum.
Luo Ming watched him quietly and found that there was no flaw in his state of mind. This is rare among masters of any realm.
He couldn't help sighing, the spirit of the co-owner of the nine states in the world is indeed unmatched by any master in the world.
The confrontation continued for a moment, and Luo Ming was the first to break the silence that seemed to freeze time.
"The emperor knows what my Luo family's supreme martial arts is?"
Luo Ming did not answer the emperor's question directly, but the emperor's patience was very good, and he followed his words.
"The famous name of Guizangjian is spread all over the world. It is the sect of Jiangnan swordsmanship. Except for Lushan Jianxian Caolu, it is your Luo family's Guizang sword art. How can I not hear it?"
"Yes, many people respect my Luo family Guizang very much. Some people call it Guizang Sword Art, some people say Guizang Sword Art, and some call Guizang Sword directly. deviation."
Luo Ming said that, naturally, he wanted the emperor to guess, and he casually mentioned nonsense such as 'would like to hear the details', but the words involved the private secrets of his Luo family's swordsmanship, the emperor was inconvenient to ask questions, just waited quietly. Sure enough, Luo Ming went on.
"Everyone in the world knows that the Guizang Sword is a set of exquisite and unparalleled swordsmanship, like the Lushan Immortal Sword or your Royal Remnant Sword. In fact, Guizang Sword is not a set of swordsmanship, but a set of sword theory. Guizang Sword It's the right thing to do 'Gui Zang Jian Lun'."
The emperor couldn't help but said: "Sword theory?"
"Everyone in the world knows that my Luo family's martial arts rely on the supernatural powers of ice and fire. It is true that both the "Taihan Sutra" and "The Liver and Gallbladder of Lieyang" are all magical skills. Naturally, there are more wins than losses. If the fortune is not bad enough, if you persist for hundreds of years, the masters you raise can squeeze other sects to death. The so-called big sects are here."