The Sword Dynasty - 769. Chapter 768

The strong who lost are still strong.

Every year, new practitioners appear in the practice sites of each dynasty. Those who are strong enough to be recorded in history books have many experiences that are worthy of respect.

When Duanmuhou decided to commit suicide, he also gave birth to countless respects for the old Wushi woman in front of him.

Because whether it is in the Uzbek or the rest of the dynasty, it is always more difficult for a woman to be in charge of the government than a man.

The most important thing is that this old Wu Shi woman has never relied on her own force.

“Maybe I met you fifteen years earlier, and I lost to you earlier, it would be very different.”

When he finally lowered his head slowly and let a sharp ice tip pierce his throat, he said this seriously.

Empress Dowager Wu did not respond.

But she understood what the great Qin prince meant.

If Duanmuhou could see himself thoroughly at that time, then his achievements on the path of practice would be very different.

“You lost another time.”

She no longer looked at Duanmuhou, but turned her head to look at the place where the pale star fire had fallen, and said slowly, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

“You really want the nine-eyed dzi bead, but you can’t think of whose hand the nine-eyed dzi is in.”

Against the backdrop of Baixue, the pupils of this old Wushi woman still looked a little faint and muddy.

Tian Youjing’s power only made her younger for a short while, after the light bloomed, it seemed to burn her more energy.

However, both Hu Jingjing and Xie Rou on the side felt that the eyes of this old woman were full of kindness and wisdom.

The two girls are very simple, and the more simple they are, the better they can see the essence of things.

Both felt that the reason why this old Wushi woman was able to beat the mistress of Changling was because she could see people’s hearts and knew who they could trust.

It was cloudy, but it didn’t rain.

Many mansions in the capital of Chu had bright lights.

In the big river outside Chudu where there used to be a UFO, the waves were a bit turbulent, but the wind happened to be coming from the lower reaches. This naturally gave a lot of convenience to the merchant ships that had to go upstream, and the merchant ships navigating on the river were more convenient than usual. Some more.

In a small river bay very close to Chudu City, there was a flat boat parked, and the famous Mr. Zhao Si was on this boat.

She was alone, drinking the sugar water sold in Chudu Village, and watching the star-like lights in Chudu Village.

There are evenly sliced pear pieces in the sugar water, and some dried longans. After being boiled in the sugar water, they become “fat” again, exuding a nice smell.

If you have seen more scenery, your horizons will become wider.

Whether it is exquisite food or those buildings that look beautiful on a cloudy day, the breathtaking lines created by the craftsman made her secretly sigh, lamenting that this long dynasty is indeed compared to her homeland, the Zhao dynasty. Much more insight.

Just as the wind can blow the sails and walk with the boat, just as this bowl of sugar water will cool down after a long time, there are many things in this world that are inevitable.

She admitted that the Zhao Dynasty under the control of the faint emperor back then, even if it weren’t for rivals like Qin and Bashan Sword Field, would be destroyed sooner or later.

It’s just the things that have happened, but they can’t be forgotten.

A boat floated downstream.

The speed of the boat is not fast, but it has a unique breath that naturally attracts her perception.

She put down most of the sugar water she had drunk, wiped the corner of her mouth with a coarse cloth handkerchief, and then waited quietly.

Seeing the boat’s progress, there was no half of the true essence fluctuations in her body, but she was the only one who knew the most, and her aura became more and more perfect.

Not long before this, she had a fight with the Chiss.

At that time, her fighting spirit was full, and her state was at its peak.

It’s just that compared with the present, that battle can only be said to be moving the body at best.

A duel that is enough to be called an epic depends not only on the opponents of the two sides, the strength of the two sides’ cultivation, but also the meaning it represents.

In the past fifty years in this world of practitioners, what the practitioners most imagined and expected was actually the battle between Zhao Jianlu’s master and the world’s sword head king Jingmeng.

It’s just that this battle didn’t take place at the end.

When he confronted the Qisi people that day, Mr. Zhao Si, Zhao Miao knew that he had realized all the sword intent that his master hoped he had realized, and he was infinitely close to the realm of his former master. However, watching the ship approaching gradually today, she also knew that she was only approaching infinitely at the time, and it was not equal to or surpassing.

Only this kind of fateful opponent, the opponent that the entire division has been waiting for for many years, allowed her to truly stand at that height.

When the two boats were less than fifty feet close and Ding Ning was standing on the bow, she nodded slightly and stood with her hands behind.

At this time, she was sure that she was no different from her master at the time.

“Zhao Jianlu is really extraordinary, full of outstanding people.” Ding Ning looked at her and said this calmly.

Such remarks may appear polite or hypocritical in others’ mouths, but in his mouth they are completely different.

Zhao Miao raised his eyebrows slightly, accepting this compliment calmly, and then asked: “You are in Jiaodong County, why did you suddenly come here again?”

“Pick up an old friend and deal with some things by the way.” Ding Ning replied.

Zhao Miao suddenly realized something, his eyes flashed: “Baili Suxue is coming?”

Ding Ning did not speak, but nodded.

Zhao Miao took a deep breath, looked at him and said, “You owe me Zhao Jianlu a sword.”

Ding Ning said: “I owe Zhao Jianlu.”

Zhao Miao thought about it seriously, and said, “Do you want to change the time?”

This in itself is not a planned match, it just happens to be.

But in her opinion, if Ding Ning has important things to do next, such a comparison can be postponed.

“No.” However, Ding Ning shook his head and said: “It’s better to be deliberately at the right time.”

After a slight pause, Ding Ning glanced at the distant sky, and then quietly said: “I have been waiting for this sword for many years, and at this time, if someone in this Chu Capital awes me like your master, I will also Won’t come so casually.”

Zhao Miao nodded again.

Earlier, the salute was for herself, but this time the salute was on her behalf.

“Then it will start?” she then asked.

“How can such a sword go silently, without the audience it should be?” Ding Ning looked at the city outline of Chu Capital not far away, looked at the newly built city wall, and looked at the southern gate of the tallest city wall, smiling. Up.

Zhao Miao understood what Ding Ning meant in an instant, and laughed, laughing proudly, “Then it’s up to you.”

Changsun Qianxue was in the canopy of the small boat, with a pot of new wine in her hands.

This time she did not wear the most ordinary clothes casually, but dressed in white as snow.

This pot of wine is not a crude sour wine made at will from the phoenix tree, but the greasy syrup that the master of the Gongsun family, who was the head of the old powerful family, knew how to brew.