Chapter 44 The King's Golden Sword
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"Miss! People bring it!"
Lian Ruyi saluted to the girl on the stone chair, and then introduced to Fang Ming: "This is the young master's half-sister, Fang Lingyue! When the king died, we died two elders and eight guardians. We finally snatched the lady from the main hall. Since ancient times, the young master can verify it by himself!"
"Fang Lingyue? Is she the daughter of the Golden Sword King Fang La? That's it..."
Fang Ming's face remained unchanged, but the light in his eyes was constantly flashing, and his heart was obviously fluctuating: "Yes, what kind of person was Fang Lanae back then? I'm afraid that besides the witches of the entire Divine Sword Sect, as long as they like a hero, which sect in the martial arts world in Kangzhou dares to compete? Not to mention that there is only one bone and blood, it is not surprising that even if they have dozens of sons and daughters!"
"You're Fang Ming?"
At this time, the girl on the stone chair also slowly turned around, and a beautiful and pale face appeared in front of Fang Ming.
She was like a quiet orchid in the valley, a clear spring in the mountains, without any breath of fireworks on her body, and her skin showed a pathological pale pale, as if a ghost that never saw the light of the sky all year round.
At this time, Fang Lingyue's eyes showed Fang Ming's reflection, and there was finally a little bit of lust in her beautiful eyes.
When she spoke again, there were finally a few slight fluctuations in her voice, as if the fairy in the sky had finally descended to the mortal world: "My... brother!"
"Okay, maybe it's!"
Fang Ming touched his nose with a wry smile. He sat in the Forgetful Sutra and the Bodhicitta Method quickly flowed, his mind was extremely keen, but he could not find any flaws from Fang Lingyue's actions.
The girl's heart was complex and filled with joy, and a little excited, as if she had really found a relative.
"Ah... I finally reached the third level of concentration when I sat on the Forgetful Sutra. If I go to the next level, reach the fourth level of simple matters, or even the fifth level of true view, then everything is not in the mind, and no magical skills can be confused by me anymore!"
Fang Ming sighed in his heart, then looked at the girl: "Hello!"
"I'm fine!" Fang Lingyue smiled, the smile was enough to break any man's heart.
"Oh... a girl like you should be at the age of being outside to bathe in the sun, play happily with other children, and enjoy the fun of youth..."
Fang Ming sighed again.
"Since I was born as the daughter of the Golden Sword King, my brother and I have no choice anymore!"
Fang Lingyue said calmly, but there was a slight fluctuation at the bottom of her eyes.
"Okay! How are you going to confirm? Are you recognizing your relatives?" Fang Ming sneered at this clichéd plot that was so clichéd that he wanted to vomit. He was bombarded by costumes and martial arts dramas in his previous life. He knew that this method was not only completely unscientific, but also had dozens of ways to cheat.
"Of course not!"
Fang Lingyue picked up a stone box on the table and slowly opened it.
Buzz!
Fang Ming took three steps in a row in an instant, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
The moment the lid of the box was opened, he felt a terrifying domineering aura, with the determination to kill and take over, which was extremely fierce, and even made him smell the smell of death.
"No...this is - sword energy!!!"
Fang Mingqiang calmed down his mind and looked into the stone box.
There was only a wide jade-colored hand bone in the gray stone box. The powerful sword energy that had just shaken Fang Ming's mind was actually emitted from the palm of a dead person!!!
"No! Is this really a human hand bone?"
Fang Ming looked at it carefully at this time and found the difference between the bones of the hand.
The bones of ordinary people are naturally white, and after the flesh and blood melts, even bone grafts will become fragile and weathered, but the palm of this bone is completely different!
Not only is the whole body warm and as moist as jade, emitting a radiant light, but there are also thin golden lines in the middle, twisting like earthworms, like an exquisite work of art!
Fang Ming closed his eyes slightly, and could already imagine how this hand covered the sky with one palm, and overthrew the martial arts world in Kangzhou.
This hand can make people go to heaven, and at the same time it can also cause people to fall directly into hell. The golden sword he holds to fight all over the martial arts world is unwilling to accept it. Fifteen years ago, it was the most powerful hand in the entire Kangzhou!
The owner of this hand bone obviously had already mastered the creation in the past. He refined the bones like jade, and only after the flesh and blood were completely destroyed did this kind of vision remain.
"Is the remains of the Golden Sword King Fang La?"
Fang Ming opened his eyes and a voice of resentment came from the side: "The Heavenly King and Taoist Liuyun of Qingyun Sect fought against Yulong Bridge, but were plotted against by those righteous kids before, and their true power was greatly damaged. Otherwise, how could they be defeated by Taoist Liuyun's "Liuyun Strike"? It's almost gone! It's a pity that the righteous thief is despicable and shameless! We tried our best to search afterwards, and we had to get this palm of the old master... The Divine Sword Sect, swearing to avenge this blood revenge to the death!!!"
"Now, please let me drip blood on it!"
Fang Lingyue delivered the box to Fang Ming: "My father's spirit in heaven can naturally distinguish the authenticity!"
"What if it turns out that I am not your young master?"
Fang Ming asked indifferently.
"Then you don't want to see the light of the sky again!" Fang Lingyue said naturally, and Fang Ming knew that the other party had the ability to leave him here.
"Okay!" Fang Ming nodded, cut his fingers and let some blood spill on the jade bones.
‘Bone melting method? It seems that there was popular science in the past life, and the accuracy of this method is not high, but do you know if the bone grafts of such a master are special? If it is messed up in the end, I’m afraid I will really have to explain it here!’
Fang Ming secretly complained in his heart, and Fang Lingyue looked inside the stone box with her eyes fixed on her eyes.
Although he was sure that the other party wanted to push him out as a scapegoat, what he saw and heard in the past few days made him hesitate a little, and he always felt that the situation was confusing and difficult to distinguish one by one.
At this time, the bright red blood beads rolled down on the jade bones, and suddenly penetrated into the bones like water and milk, fusing with the golden threads, causing the bone's palms to emit a slight red light.
"Young Master! I have met the Young Master!!!"
Even Ruyi burst into tears, and she was already crying, and Fang Lingyue's eyes were also red.
"I...I'll take it!!!"
Fang Ming was completely helpless in his heart: "What's going on?"
Naturally, he still didn't believe it in his heart. Moreover, if he took a step back, even if he was really the bloodborne of Fang La, it was just that Fang Ming, his soul came from another world, and it didn't matter at all.
"Brother! Ling Yue Yijie's daughter is born weak and unable to practice martial arts. I will give you the important task of the Restoration of the Divine Sword Sect!"
Fang Lingyue wiped her eyes and opened another long box on the table.
The cold light was dazzling, a magnificent magnificent, and the brilliant light shone down, which actually coated the stone chamber with a layer of golden light.
Fang Mingxing's eyes were seen through the golden light, and he saw a four-foot-long sword lying inside the box, with a rough shape, red gold and extremely dazzling sword.
"This golden sword of the Heavenly King was originally my father's sword, and now I want to hand it over to you!"
Fang Lingyue struggled to hold up the knife box and delivered it with precious and heavy land. Fang Ming reached out to take it and his arms sank slightly. He immediately knew that the knife had at least a hundred pounds. He was not born with a thousand pounds of divine power with his arms, or those who had advanced internal skills could not use it with satisfaction.
He was originally a knife person. When his hands were itchy, he grabbed the knife in his hand and waved it a few times at will. However, he felt that the sword was radiant and the golden energy was so powerful that he slashed at the stone table. Almost just relying on the original weight of the blade, a corner of the stone table fell gently without any stagnation, and the break was as smooth as tofu.
"Good knife!" Seeing this scene, how could Fang Ming not know that this was a magic weapon?
Anyone in the world who has a sword and a sword will naturally gain a great advantage against the enemy. Therefore, they often cherish the powerful weapons very much, and regard them as important as their capital and life. There are countless bloody storms that have emerged for the sake of magical weapons.
Fang Ming has never had a weapon to join hands. The magic weapon level one is hard to find, so he can only do whatever he wants. Unexpectedly, he is sent directly to his hands now.
"This Heavenly King Golden Sword is the treasure of my divine sword sect. It is the "God Craft" Ouyang Sect, which uses a large amount of purple gold, red gold, mixed hardware heroes and meteorite iron from the sky as materials, and leads to the power of volcanic lava. It took three years to forge it! The day after it was released, the sky was filled with strange phenomena, with golden glows, and the sword energy was scattered, cutting gold and cutting jade, and it was extremely sharp! It is also the authority of my divine sword sect. Anyone from my divine sword sect who sees this sword as if he sees the leader, and he will follow the commands!!!"
Lian Ruyi murmured on the side, her face filled with the expression of a crazy believer, as if the devout believer had seen his god.
"Um!"
Fang Ming put his knife into the box, and his expression on his face was quite entangled.
'This knife is good, but it's so sexy, it doesn't match my style. And if I carry this golden knife to the street, it's like carrying a sign that says I'm the young master of the golden knife, come and kill me quickly?'
"This is the secret of the sword score left by my father, and a bottle of 'Golden Crown Qi-raising Pill'. Wan Wang, from now on, I will study hard and practice hard, revive the great cause of the divine religion, and avenge my father! Lingyue's heavy responsibility has been removed, and she has recited scriptures that day and night to pray for her brother!"
Fang Lingyue handed another ancient book and medicine bottle to Fang Ming, and then she seemed to have taken off a heavy burden of ten thousand pounds and sat back on the stone chair, her heart was as stagnant as water and still.
"let's go!"
Seeing this scene, Fang Ming sighed, raised the knife magazine and returned to the ground with Lian Ruyi.
"Young Master wants to rest? I will go and prepare the fragrant soup in the room immediately!"
At this time, Lian Ruyi looked at Fang Ming with admiration and passion in her eyes, as if she had transferred all her admiration and hope for the King of Golden Sword Fang La to him.
"No! I'd better go back!"
Fang Ming had no doubt that if he agreed at this time, he would get the most extreme enjoyment in the world. However, there were too many things that happened tonight, which made him really not in that mood.
"The Young Master is the only hope of our Divine Sword Sect. I hope to take care of you... Whenever I come, my subordinates must wait!"
Lian Ruyi had a loss in her eyes, and she forced a smile and gave her sincere advice.
Chapter completed!