Luo Yan slowly explained how he was ordered by Luo Ming to obey 'Aples', and how he became a pawn in his hand to do things for him.
Luo Yan said: "Looking back now, you and I were tit-for-tat, and everything was under the control of the eldest brother. Most of his so-called retreat time was not pretending to be Aples to commit murder. It was planning what happened today. That beast... When my father took over the seat of Luojian Villa, he actually ruined the reputation of my Luo family. Since then, I, Luojian Villa, are in the martial arts, and I can no longer raise my head."
Shen Yiren suddenly interrupted and said, "Not only that, what he committed was the big crime of beheading and genocide." He then visited Jiangnan and was kidnapped by Luo Mingsheng, and his safety is still unknown.
Luo Siming's face lost all color, and he was speechless. In his heart, although his father was wrong, he never thought it would be such a big mistake.
Shen Yiren didn't listen anymore, turned around like a whirlwind, and ran towards the other side of the ring.
Su Xiao and Tang Ye followed without thinking. Su Xiao was confused and didn't know where to go, and said, "Deputy Governor, their uncle and nephew are reminiscing about the past, don't we listen?"
"That's where the uncle and nephew reminisce about the old, that's to clean up the door."
Shen Yiren's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Second Luo came back to find his brother to settle accounts. The Luo family's civil strife is justifiable, so what if you don't do anything at this time."
He took out a long purple tube in his arms and pulled out the cover, revealing the obvious four characters 'Kirin protects the country and seals the treasure'.
Tang Ye, who had always been calm, was startled: "This is..."
Shen Yiren looked solemn, ignited the long barrel, and held it up to the sky. A wisp of purple smoke emerged, followed by a spark that flew into the sky and exploded in the air. When the leaders of the various martial arts factions in the field saw the signal, they all stood up and responded loudly. He led his own men and started a conflict with the Luo family's disciples.
The purple smoke in the sky did not dissipate, on the contrary, as the wind became stronger and stronger, it spread farther and farther. This firework is made by the most skilled craftsman in the world. It is called "Purple Qi Donglai". Just one piece is worth a thousand gold, not to mention the priceless market, and it is impossible to even see the face of this craftsman.
But what this firework holds is not the value of this thousand gold.
Qilin Wei is well-known, and the contact signal and command in the name of 'Fengbao' is famous even in the arena.
This 'Fengbao' is graded in five colors: red, green, blue, white, and purple.
The red 'Crimson Sealed Treasure' can call the local three hundred kylin guards in Dayi, the capital, to be dispatched.
The blue 'Qingluan Fengbao' can break through the city limit and call the nearby five hundred unicorn guards.
The blue 'Fenghuo Fengbao' can summon two vice commanders of the kylin guards, and a thousand kylin guards to follow.
The white 'Bai Lin Feng Bao' can summon the commander of the three thousand unicorn guards under the command of two subordinates, and the treatment is better than that of the prince.
And once the purple 'national protection treasure' is issued, no matter in any corner of the Kyushu land, the unicorn guards will gather like a storm. They will turn into killing machines until they receive the order to stop, and they will never die with the designated enemy.
"This is a treasure that only the Sage has the right to use. Within half an hour, the Qilin Guard will kill Luojian Villa."
Su Xiao said: "Isn't that very good?"
Shen Yiren's expression was still solemn: "After an hour, if the rebellion is not settled, the unicorn guards within a radius of 100 miles will come to help one after another, and the number will increase. And after three hours, all the unicorn guards in Huzhou will be fast. Ma Qianggong gathers here. No one will be killed, regardless of gender, age, or young, except for the emperor and Qilin Weizhong, no one will be able to live."
Su Xiao's face stiffened.
"After six hours, you will see at least 10,000 unicorn guards gathered here. After 12 hours, when the army of 30,000 gathers, there will be no Luojian Villa in the world."
"Then, isn't that..."
"Yes, if it develops to that point, the imperial court will declare war with Huzhou. The generals outside the Luo family will also lead their troops to fight with the Qilin Guards. Huzhou soldiers and horses cannot fight against the brave Qilin Guards. But the imperial court will destroy them. The matter of the White King and the Seven Crowns will also spread, and no one knows whether it will cause wars or not."
Shen Yiren looked into the depths of the casting room, her brows furrowed, but her eyes were filled with fighting intent.
"This is the last move... But the situation is so serious. If you don't want people to die, go save them."
Pulling out the long sword from his waist, he made a clear squeak, just in time for the martial arts heroes who came to support. Several members of the Luo family arrived at the pavilion of the imperial court and wanted to rush in.
Shen Yiren flew forward, one sword at a time, turned around and roared, majestic: "Kill!!"
Chapter 123 Di Yuan Yang Jianxin
"Report to the Patriarch!"
A servant of the Luo family suddenly flew into the casting room. Whale God Island was originally a forbidden area for the Luo family, and the casting room was even more confidential. This little servant knew that he would die if he entered without permission, but he still risked his death to enter.
The boy knocked his head on the ground and shouted loudly.
"Outside, the situation outside is out of control! The woman surnamed Shen suddenly released fireworks, and the martial arts people outside the arena suddenly changed. Our people were in the majority, and we were about to suppress it, but the young master led people to drink it for some reason. After us, and Tang Eng also suddenly defected, and ordered the people in the casting room to be captured.
They hold the supreme double weapon, and the Luo family members are not allowed to move without authorization. Seeing that the number of the other party is about to exceed us, please come out and preside over the overall situation! "
An old voice answered him.
"Is that so? The situation is really urgent. Why don't you go back and stick to it?"
"Who, who are you? Where is the head of the family?"
In the pitch-black casting room, this little servant could only see a strange smile. The face revealed in the darkness was like dead wood, not humanoid at all.
"It doesn't matter who I am. Your master is busy now, so you can't disturb me."
The Poison King raised his right hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and a wisp of flying smoke popped out. The little servant fell down with his fingers, and he lost his life without even making a sound.
"Is the situation getting tighter and tighter? It seems that I have to prepare to leave."
The Poison King is the last door guarded in the casting room.
This was when Luo Ming was at his weakest.
In the depths of this casting room is a corridor leading to the underground. It was connected to the Divine Refinement Casting Cauldron, where only the top craftsmen of the Luo family could enter. To cast a sword with such a huge cauldron of the refining god, only this can be done.
The Poison King stayed here alone, ignorant of what was going on outside. To put it more exaggeratedly, even if Luo Ming's head is different at this time, he can't even know for sure. Only the monotonous sound of the hammer hitting the metal, which could not stop coming from the ground, was the only proof that Luo Ming was still forging swords.
The sound of this hammer sound is very special. Every time he dropped the hammer, it seemed to hit his heart, and the sound kept reverberating in his body. There is an inexplicable strange feeling of being internally injured. It is a hammer sound that only Luo Ming's unique tempering technique can make, and others can't recognize it.
In front of the big iron felt deep in the ground, the air was scalding hot, Luo Mingjing's upper body was red, and sweat kept flowing from the bronze skin. If anyone thinks that the owner of Luojian Villa is elegant and handsome in appearance and thinks that he specializes in internal studies and is thin, then they are very wrong. Because he stayed in the casting room for many years, the muscles on his body were knotted, and the bronze was shining brightly in the firelight.
Luo Ming learned the sword earlier, and learned the sword earlier. He could handle a hammer at the age of five, and at fifteen he could rival that of a skilled craftsman in the foundry. At the age of thirty, he was already the number one craftsman in Luojian Villa.
The general forging drawing of Qingguo Jiuge was personally assigned to each person in the forging room by him. For this sword, Luojian Villa spends money like flowing water to supply all kinds of rare gold and exotic materials. To ensure that the proportions on each part are controlled to perfection, it is still in progress after several years. It's all his own decision.
Not many people know. The large number and complicated design were distributed to the master craftsmen in the casting room. The blueprints of the forging of the Nine Ge of the Kingdom were drawn and designed by Luo Ming himself.
Among them, only a very small proportion of them really belong to the ancient casting.
In the beginning, the blueprint given to him by the Poison King was just a fragmented page. It is no longer possible to use 'rough' on it, and it is almost absurd to record a weapon that took twenty years and spent countless efforts to complete.
The above does not mention the specific casting method and technology, but only provides the so-called sword heart, sword gallbladder, and the method of how to integrate these two things into a sword.
It was this scrap page, Luo Ming thought about it for a whole year before taking action. It took him three years to draw the design drawings.
According to legend, this sword is powerful and powerful, and the sword holder is blessed with imperial luck, and the sword controls the world, but this is just a legend. Even the Poison King with the blueprint in his hand never thought that someone in the world might actually cast this almost dreamlike sword.
And Luo Ming is realizing it step by step.