Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: Sword seventeen
September 4th, midnight, Huangyuefang.
Looking around, there was no one around, the slight wind slid across the ground, sweeping across the entire Huangyue Street, the black-covered carriage parked quietly under the square gate, and some fallen leaves swept by the wind accumulated under the wheels. It is almost autumn, and there is a slight coolness in the wind after nightfall. The black horses that pull the cart are majestic night draft horses. Their long manes and tails are neatly trimmed, and they are dressed in thick black horse clothes. The long wait did not lower their vigilance. They pouted their nostrils and slowly turned their heads to observe the surroundings. The huge horseshoes occasionally jingled on the ground.
The black horses neighed, and the jingling became more urgent.
A hand stretched out from behind the curtain, and patted the horse's buttocks lightly, calming the vigilant army horses. A black figure flashed from behind the gate, his steps were brisk, he jumped onto the car and disappeared behind the curtain.
"Mr. Yi." The person waiting in the car greeted the guest.
The person who came took off the hood that covered his face, revealing his silvery hair and eyebrows, and sat down slowly: "General Xi."
Xi Yan was not wearing long clothes, which was rare. His whole body was covered in black rhinoceros leather armor, and his vital parts were protected by thin and tough steel plates. The heavy sword was not tied around his waist, but was firmly tied In the back, it looks like a wandering unknown samurai. He sat on the cushion and smoked a cigarette, looking up with a faint smile.
"Are we waiting for her to come?" Yi Tianzhan's expression was stern.
"We still have time."
"Are you sure?"
After a moment of silence, Xi Yan nodded steadily. Yi Tianzhan looked directly into Xi Yan's eyes. There was an unusually sharp look in his gray-blue eyes, Xi Yan didn't avoid it, and kept looking at him.
Ying Tianzhan stretched out his hand: "Can I smoke a pipe?"
Xi Yan froze for a moment, then smiled: "I thought Yuren didn't smoke."
Yi Tianzhan ignored his surprised eyes, picked up the leather bag containing the tobacco, and pulled out the tobacco rod from his back waist. It was a natural-colored ebony shaft, greasy from being touched too much. He skillfully stuffed the tobacco and lit it with the pipe that Xi Yan passed over. Xi Yan noticed that his right hand was completely covered by the sleeve of the robe, tightly curled up to protect his chest as if holding a baby.
Ying Tianzhan took a deep puff of the cigarette and blew it out. The smoke condensed into a thin line and drifted away after a long distance. His hands finally calmed down, resting casually on his knees.
"General Yuren don't smoke, because Ningzhou doesn't produce tobacco, and they stubbornly reject everything outside Ningzhou, even the woods and wind in East Lu. But I'm different, otherwise I wouldn't be Si A traitor from Dak City, a seventy-six-year-old traitor, isn't he too old?" He smiled.
Xi Yan suddenly remembered that he rarely smiled.
"Traitor? Why?"
"Because I am a celestial exorcist, and because I killed my own brother."
There are too many things hidden in the old man's eyes, and Xi Yan can't read them out. He lowered his head and gently exhaled a puff of green smoke, which rose up and blurred everything. The two men smoked in silence, and soon the carport was filled with the choking smell of cigarettes. Xi Yan casually lifted the curtain on the window to let the smoke disperse. A clear light flashed in front of his eyes, and he saw the Phoenix Pond, which was as smooth as a mirror, and a ship seemed to be floating past the pool without people, the pool water reflected the moonlight, and the tower of the Confucian Temple stood in the distance.
The sound of the bell came from afar, hollow and low. I don't know if it was because of the turmoil of the bell or the wind.
Xi Yan was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "This Phoenix Pond is really the pearl of Nanhuai City. If I leave here one day, apart from my garden of flowers, I will only miss the bells on the pool. When I get drunk, I wake up every time I come here, looking at the moonlight in the water, I feel that I have done too many wrong things in my life.”
"Including that woman?"
Xi Yan raised his head suddenly, the tobacco rod shook, and the burning tobacco fines flew out, lighting up and extinguishing in the air.
Yi Tianzhan lowered his head and smiled: "I'm not an old guy who is about to rot, am I? When I was young, I was the most popular man in the Stark city-state. The apple on the top of my head was ten steps away, and I never missed it. The girls competed to be my target. Only once...my arrow accidentally hurt one of them on the forehead..."
"Isn't she beautiful? What happened next?"
"Later I became the Dark Eagle, and she became my younger brother's wife, the hostess of the Stark city-state."
"For this?"
"It's very complicated, and it happened many years ago," Yi Tianzhan laughed suddenly, and tapped the cigarette rod by the window, "The two suzerains of Tianqi were talking about irrelevant things in a carriage. Damn, it will be ridiculed if it spreads out, right? Let’s talk about the arrangements for tonight.”
"This car has the emblem of Honglu Temple, and it can go straight into the west gate. I have placed some reliable confidantes among the guards, and they patrol near the entrance of the ancestral mausoleum, so that entering the mausoleum is not a problem. The only worry is to alert the patrol Warriors of the Ziliu Camp, the ancestral mausoleum only has a small entrance. If we are blocked inside and have to forcibly fight out, let alone the two suzerains, even if the seven suzerains are there, it will be difficult to reach the sky. We must have a guide , enter the underground palace, take the sword, and leave immediately. Is Mr. Yi ready?"
"This may be our only chance, I will do my best." Yi Tianzhan slowly raised the long sleeve covering his right arm.
"This is..." Xi Yan was taken aback.
He has seen the envoys of the Yu clan, they are all made of light armor with wood chips or layers of lacquered and bonded linen. The feathered people's bodies are light, and it is often difficult to carry heavy metal armor. However, Yi Tianzhan's entire right arm was shrouded in a ferocious animal face armor, which was a kind of armor that Xi Yan had never seen before. It dexterously covered all limbs and had movable joints. Sharp thorns protruded from its gloves and joints, like the fangs of a strange beast.
Ying Tianzhan opened his palm and tried to make a fist hard, but there was no sound from the joints: "This is the armor of my ancestors, a gift from the emperor of the East Dynasty. It's just arm armor, made of rose gold from Heluo It is fused with Zhuoyin and repeatedly forged. Just like Cangyun Ancient Tooth Sword, it is itself a curse-sealed device. When casting, the power of the master of the secret way is forever sealed on the armor with the rose print. Not only It is more resistant to impact and puncture than ordinary armor, and there are many incredible places.”
He turned his head and looked at the puzzled Xi Yan: "If you want to hold the hilt of the Cangyun ancient tooth sword, how can you not be awakened by it? I am confident that my concentration can get close to that handle Sword, but if I want to hold the hilt and bring it out, I am not sure at all. The ancient Cangyun Toothed Sword that has lost its master is like an unbound dragon. The souls that were killed and devoured by it have already died. I lost consciousness, leaving only the resentment imprinted in the deepest part of my soul. It has degenerated from a holy object of heavenly drive to a most evil weapon, and I hope this pair of arm armor can help me fight against the power of its resentment."
Xi Yan's hand brushed over the arm armor: "It's warm."
"That's right, and the damage it suffers can be repaired slowly by itself. My father still couldn't dodge Hexue's magic arrow when he wore it, and it was completely pierced through. But in the following fifteen years, I saw it with my own eyes. It grew back bit by bit, and now I can't even find the trace."
Xi Yan took a deep breath and nodded: "Thanks to the preparation, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to get close to Cangyun Ancient Toothed Sword."
"You can say that because you didn't see the ceremony when You Changji inherited the sword. Don't regard the Cangyun Ancient Toothed Sword as a piece of metal. It is alive. When it is angry, the whole The hilt sword flows like it is melted, everything it touches will be shredded, and the metal it touches will fuse with it. It's like..."
Yi Tianzhan's face twitched for a moment: "It's like thousands of innocent souls waking up together in hell... to swallow everything it touches!"
His voice was deep and powerful, but Xi Yan felt an irresistible pressure. It was fear, and it was hard for him to believe that someone like Yi Tianzhan would have fear.
"It's just a sword after all, is there no way to restrain it?"
"The weapon of the soul imprint uses the power of the soul, just like Gu art uses the resentment of the free dead soul. As long as your perseverance can hold your soul, it will fail if it cannot invade you. At this time it Instead, it will surrender to you and accept you as its master. But the person who holds the hilt must have no shadow in his heart, he is pure, like a crystal, and any unspeakable things in your heart will become those dead souls. Breakthrough, so as to swallow your body!" Yi Tianzhan stared at Xi Yan suddenly and smiled, "Do you have the heart to try it? Maybe you will become the great suzerain who dominates the future of Tianqi."
Xi Yan froze for a moment. After a while, he laughed: "I can try, but I don't have the confidence..."
"It's just a joke, I know what you're thinking." Yi Tianzhan covered the armor again, "The longer a person lives, the less firm he is. When we were born, our hearts were like crystals, but gradually Yes, it turned black, and you can't see through it anymore, whether you are Tianqi, or Chenyue. You have regrets, Xiyan, you have killed many people on the battlefield, some of them should be damned, and some of them Don't deserve to die. In the end, what is good and what is evil, what is right and what is wrong, are all blurred together and can no longer be separated. As you said, there are too many wrong things in this life, How can I retain the persistence I had when I was young?"
"There are too many wrong things in this life..." Xi Yan smoked silently.
"Then when You Changji inherited the sword, he was still a steadfast warrior of the sky, right?" He exhaled a puff of green smoke, "We are more steadfast than us now."