In Zhuangzi's "Swordsman", there are three types of swords.

The Sword of the Emperor, the Sword of the Prince, and the Sword of the Common People.

The Emperor's sword is straight and has no forward, the superiority is lifted, the superiority is raised, the superiority is left, the luck is unparalleled. The above determines the floating clouds and the lower part of the world is invincible. With this sword, the princes will be used to help the world be subdued.

This is the Emperor's Sword, this is the King's Sword, this is the supreme sword. Only one person can use this sword in the world.

The prince used the sword of the emperor to describe "Zhu Wushi" and also used the title of "Prince". The meaning of this is self-evident.

Xia Yunmo pondered and said, "The common people's sword is endless and it is difficult to learn the essence, let alone the sword of the emperor, which is beyond my reach."

The emperor has now established a prince, and the position of the prince is extremely stable. It is even more difficult to compete for the throne than to ascend to heaven.

The prince bowed and said sincerely: "I wish to drive forward, and don't refuse to die."

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said, "Why do you have to do this?"

He was a little curious about why this prince suddenly had this idea, so he used the magic method of the demon's dream. Strips of demonic thoughts invaded the prince's mind, causing him to unconsciously express his true thoughts in his heart.

"Hey, that prince is not a broad-minded person. You and I will capture Jin Jiuling and ruin his plan. I am afraid that he will be dissatisfied with you and me. If he ascends to the supreme position in the future, he will inevitably cause trouble for you and me."

The prince's eyes were burning with raging fire and said loudly: "Since there will be conflicts sooner or later, it is better for the fifth prince to pick up the Emperor's Sword. The fifth prince's scheming and courage are far beyond that of the current prince. Whether it is for you and me, or for the people of the world, there are infinite benefits."

Xia Yunmo said lightly: "You must understand that if you fail, your fate will not be much better than that of Jin Jiuling."

The demonic thoughts have completely aroused the desires in the prince's heart, no longer cared about it, and all the thoughts in his heart were poured out. He could only hear a little crazy expression on his face and shouted: "Life is just a big bet. This time, I will put all the bets on you. Whether you win or lose, there is no regret."

Xia Yunmo finally understood that this guy was an ambitious gambler like the original book.

In the original route, he looked exactly the same as the emperor, so he planned to exchange the prince with a raccoon, which almost succeeded.

This time, he bet on Xia Yunmo.

"Son of Emperor's Sword?!"

Xia Yunmo thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, you and I will work hard, and if you fail, you will be successful."

If he wants to become a master in this world, then as an emperor, the emperor, the nine five masters, he naturally has the most resources to control.

In addition, he inherited the memory of "Zhu Wushi", Zhu Wushi also had an almost mad obsession with the position of the Nine Five Lord, but he did not show it on weekdays.

Since I have become Zhu Wushi, I should fulfill this obsession with him.

The prince said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has been appointed as the prince for several years, and his position is stable. In the court, the prince has been made into a piece of iron, and we cannot get into it at all. Therefore, if you want to wrestle with the prince and win the attention of your prince, you must gain a huge reputation among the people and the world."

"This time, capturing and killing the embroidered thief is a good opportunity. I will let someone promote your name among the people."

"In addition, Fifth Prince, you need to continue to build momentum in the world. There is such an opportunity right now..."

...

In Hengshan, the sky was gloomy and it was drizzling. The teahouse was full of people.

Moreover, most of the teahouses are people wearing swords and swords, discussing with each other, and quarrels and discussions are occasionally heard.

"I never thought that Jin Jiuling was an embroidery thief, I really couldn't imagine that he was going to be the one who could not imagine." A young man said.

"Hey, it was beyond everyone's expectations that everyone would have expected, otherwise the case would have been solved long ago." Another person said.

Another man said: "Do you know? The mysterious man who captured and killed Li Junfeng is said to be the pseudonym of the fifth prince today."

"Yes, I have heard of this. The fifth prince is really both civil and military. It is said that not only did he speculate that the prisoner was Jin Jiuling, but he also personally captured him. In just three moves, he beat Jin Jiuling to a semi-deprived."

People around him praised him, and some people speculated how powerful the fifth prince's martial arts were. Some people said that he was comparable to Ye Gucheng, and some people said that he was the first person under the Four Masters.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a mustache looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Do you know? The mastermind behind Jin Jiuling is the current crown prince!!"

"How is this possible? Don't talk nonsense."

"How could it be nonsense? I have found out the conclusive evidence. Please listen to me..."

Everyone has a gossip, and even these people in the world are no exception. They start to discuss it whisper.

After a cup of tea, everyone showed a look of pride. Some people looked angry and wished that "the emperor would commit the same crime as the common people" and would also put the prince in prison.

The man with a mustache coughed twice again: "Don't talk about these things again. Be careful that others will hear them and arrest everyone for lawsuits." In fact, the people in the entire teahouse could hear them clearly.

The group changed the topic and talked about Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing his hands.

This time, it was Jin Bain, the second-ranked figure of the Hengshan School, that made the martial arts heroes move and pour into Hengshan like a market.

The raindrops are getting heavier and heavier, without any intention of stopping.

At this moment, I could only hear footsteps on the street, and a group of people rushed over, with their feet light, obviously people in the martial arts world.

The tea guests turned to look out the street and saw more than ten people coming quickly in the heavy rain.

These people were all wearing oilcloth raincoats. When they ran to the ground, they realized that they were a group of nuns. The first old nun was very tall. He stood in front of the teahouse and shouted: "Linghu Chong, come out."

The sound was filled with thunder and anger.

This old nun is called "Dingyi". She is the master of Baiyun Temple in Hengshan and the junior sister of Master Dingxian of Hengshan Sect. Not only is she very famous in Hengshan Sect, but people in the martial arts world are also afraid of her when they see her.

It turned out that Dingyi heard that Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang had taken Yilin hostage and drank on Huiyanlou. He also heard that the people from the Huashan Sect rested here, so he wanted to seek justice and teach Linghu Chong a lesson for Yue Buqun.

Unfortunately, although the disciples of the Huashan Sect were in the teahouse, Linghu Cong was not there.

After both sides pulled their skin for a while, two more people were holding oil paper umbrellas and lanterns, and asked Master Dingyi and his group to send disciples to Liu's house to discuss.

These two are Liu Zhengfeng's disciples, and this place is the chassis of Hengshan Mountain. In addition, everyone gathered together because of Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing hands. Liu Zhengfeng naturally had to mediate this matter.

After the two disciples distributed the umbrellas to everyone, they took the lead and went to Liu's mansion.

However, a person in the teahouse followed everyone quietly and slipped into the Liu Mansion.

The man put a plaster on his face, pulled his eyebrows down, then pulled the corner of his left mouth up, revealing a tooth, with indescribable disgust. His back was raised high, but he was a camel.

The hunchman looked around in the hall and saw Yu Canghai and his group of people in Qingcheng Sect. He was shocked, his chest was filled with blood, and he almost stepped forward to fight them.

It turned out that the camel was called Lin Pingzhi, and he was the eldest master of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Because of the Evil-Breaking Sword Book, the Fuwei Escort Agency was destroyed by the Qingcheng Sect, and his parents were missing, and they didn't know their whereabouts.

It’s a pity that his martial arts skills are so poor. Not to mention Yu Canghai, the head of Qingcheng Sect, even a random disciple under Yu Canghai could easily dismiss him.

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, his nails sank deep into the flesh, forcibly suppressing the flame of anger.

Going to take revenge now is like hitting a stone with an egg.

He has to wait, waiting for the opportunity.

In the hall, each faction held a heated discussion centered on Linghu Chong, Tian Boguang and Yilin. They each had their own opinions and no one could convince anyone.

Not long after, Yi Lin appeared and told the situation of Huiyanlou that day, and finally threw all the hatred values ​​to the Qingcheng Sect.

The Qingcheng Sect was in a state of disgrace and was so angry that it was so angry that it suddenly heard a "swish" sound, and someone broke through the paper window in the west and flew into it.

Everyone in the hall was master, and they responded very quickly. They were divided into two sides and each fisted and protected their bodies. Before they could see who the person was, another person flew in.

The two of them fell to the ground and leaned down. But they saw that they were both wearing green robes, dressed by disciples of Qingcheng Sect. They clearly had a mud-water footprint on their buttocks on their robes.

Only an old and bold voice outside the window could be heard loudly: "The butt is flat and the sand is falling from the geese. Haha, haha."

Yu Canghai shook his body, slashed out with his palms, followed him and rushed out of the window. He pressed his left hand on the pane and took advantage of the momentum to go up to the roof. Looking around, he saw the dark night, the raindrops were like a curtain, and there was no one figure.

His heart moved: "This person must never disappear without a trace in an instant, and he must be lurking nearby."

Knowing that this person was a great enemy, Yu Cang drew his sword at altitude, spread his figure, and quickly wandered around the Liu Mansion for a week.

But after this, no one was found.

Yu Canghai was about to return to the hall and untie the acupoints of the two disciples who were lying on the ground. After asking, his eyes were scanned one by one to the people in the hall.

Everyone in the hall was the second generation of martial arts figures. Although he didn't know much, when he saw everyone's clothing and dress, he knew what school he belonged to.

Yu Canghai thought that among the second-generation disciples of any sect, there would be no good player with such deep internal strength. If this person was in the hall, he would definitely be unique.

He looked down one by one, and suddenly, two sharp eyes as sharp as swords stopped on one person.

This man was extremely ugly, with his muscles twisted on his face, and he put a few plasters on his back, and his back was raised high. He was a camel.

When he saw this person, Yu Canghai suddenly remembered someone and was shocked: "Can it be him, Mu Gaofeng, the "Ming Camel in the North"?" Just looking at the age of this person, at most Mu Gaofeng's apprentice or nephew, he was not afraid of it.

I immediately took two steps forward and said coldly: "I wonder what your relationship has with Mr. Saibeimu? I don't know where I have committed guilt?"

Lin Pingzhi and this short Taoist stood face to face. Thinking of the days when the family was broken and the family was disbanded, they didn't know the life and death of their parents. They all started because of this short Taoist. Although his martial arts skills were only a hundred times higher than his own, he felt his chest gushing blood, and he couldn't help but pull out his weapons and stab him.

However, these days, many troubles have passed away, and it is no longer the playboy who fought with cocks and horses on Fuzhou Prefecture that day. He was suppressing his anger and was about to reply when a word suddenly rang in his ears.

"Lin Pingzhi, do you want revenge? Do you want strength?"

The sound came suddenly, without any signs, as if it was floating out of the void.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned, only to feel that he was overworking these days and had hallucinations.

"Lin Pingzhi, do you want revenge? Do you want strength?" The voice sounded again, still so ethereal and vague, without any emotion.

Lin Pingzhi finally made sure that he had heard nothing wrong.

"Hmph, mere juniors dare to be arrogant in front of me,"

Yu Canghai saw that the other party's eyes were empty and he ignored him, and he was even more angry. In addition, Lin Pingzhi's young appearance, even if he got the true teachings of Mingtuo in the North, he would not be his opponent.

Immediately, a "swish" sword stabbed over.

This sword is as fast as the wind and as vigorous as the pine, and it uses the unique Songfeng sword technique of Qingcheng School.
To be continued...