Chapter 206 The Empress's Private Tutoring
Chapter 206 The Empress's Private Tutoring
"Six-Talisman Armor?" Zhao Duan chewed on the name.
The archives of the imperial court record many weapons and talismans that are well-known in the martial arts world.
But this name was not included.
But since it is a gift from the Empress, it is obvious that it is not cheap.
Zhao Duan was very interested. He walked up to the "protective gear" and found that its size and appearance were similar to a "vest" and its texture was a bit strange.
It seems to be woven from silk, and the mesh structure seems to be mixed with strange metals. The armor is very light and soft, and can be worn under clothes.
"So light..." Zhao Duan picked it up with both hands, greatly surprised.
This thing feels as light as a cloud and has a strange touch.
"As you can see, this is a top-grade armor. Don't be fooled by its thinness. It can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When it is fully charged, it can resist attacks from the secular realm... Even if the mana inside is exhausted, just based on its quality, ordinary so-called divine weapons will not be able to leave any traces."
Xu Zhenguan walked towards us slowly and gracefully with lotus steps.
My spear can break the world's shields, and my shield can block the world's spears... Zhao Duan complained, thinking of the contradiction, and asked curiously:
"Can you block the Golden Crow Flying Knife?"
Xu Zhenguan said calmly:
"If you throw a flying knife, I can block it. If I use a knife, I can't."
All right... I'm just saying that I'm too weak to fully unleash the power of my weapon... Zhao Duan complained inwardly:
"Is this also a collection from the Imperial Palace's arsenal?"
Xu Zhenguan seemed to see what he was thinking and asked, "Want to know its origin?"
Zhao Duan flattered and praised, showing his eagerness to learn.
Xu Zhenguan sighed and said:
"This armor does have some history. The earliest source is a craftsman magician hundreds of years ago. This person has strong forging skills and especially likes to make protective gear.
Every time he made one, he ordered his disciples to wear it and provoke strong men to attack in order to test its protective power. Therefore, those that could be passed down to later generations were all top-quality. "
Can be passed down to future generations... Zhao Duan was curious: "How many are left?"
"Only a few fingers." Xu Zhenguan glanced at him and said faintly:
"So, most of his disciples were killed during the armor test."
Zhao Duan: “…”
Xu Zhenguan continued:
"Later, this six-talisman armor ended up in Qingcheng and became the collection of the city lord at that time. It was later won by the royal family in a gambling game and collected in the palace."
"Qingcheng? The one on the coast of the East China Sea?"
Zhao Duan did not forget that Eunuch Hai had introduced him to many powerful people from all sides.
It is said that among the four powerful "Heavenly Man" realm masters today, one of them is in Qingcheng, a grandmaster-level figure who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
"kindness."
Speaking of this, Xu Zhenguan's expression became more serious and he said:
“Since the time of Emperor Taizu six hundred years ago, my Great Yu royal family has had some grievances with the Qingshan lineage. Every hundred years, unless something unexpected happens, there will be a gambling fight.
Oh, this is similar to the tradition of Buddhism and Taoism for thousands of years, where each generation has outstanding disciples fighting each other, and it can be considered as imitation. This six-talisman armor was won in one of the times.
Well, the current king of the Qingshan lineage is named Wuxiankui, and he is also the number one martial artist worshipped by countless martial artists in the world.
The martial arts world is accustomed to ranking the masters, but the other rankings often change. However, the top position has been almost monopolized by the Qingshan treasure for hundreds of years.
Although Wu Xiankui has not fought for many years, he is still recognized as the pinnacle of martial arts."
Zhao Duan pricked up his ears.
A battle between Buddhism and Taoism?
Qingshan is gambling with the royal family of Dayu?
This was the first time he came into contact with this knowledge.
I can't help but feel fascinated by the world of martial arts.
Which young man has never thought of traveling the world in green clothes and wielding a sword?
Defeat all the masters in the world?
Being in high official positions for a long time did not prevent him from aspiring to be a better person in the world.
He silently memorized the name Wu Xiankui and said in a firm tone:
"What knowledge can a mere gangster have? I believe that martial arts is the best in my Great Yu royal family."
A hint of bitterness flashed across Xu Zhenguan's eyes.
In terms of the level of inheritance, the "Martial God" lineage founded by Emperor Taizu is naturally higher than the "Qingshan lineage".
But unfortunately, the royal descendants were not ambitious enough, so the empress was in a hurry to advance and was eager to find the dragon soul to become a complete "heavenly realm".
On the one hand, it was to stabilize the political situation.
In addition, the century is approaching.
She was not sure that she could defeat the old man who had entered the realm of heaven and man for many years.
However, there is no need to tell these things to Zhao Duan, a mere mortal.
She smiled mischievously:
"It's not too late to say this kind of thing when you enter the martial arts world in the future.
The Qingshan lineage has 3,000 disciples, traveling the world. They are all obsessed with taking back the Six Talisman Armor. If anyone knew that the armor was in your possession, it might attract the Qingshan lineage to snatch it away."
...I can just hide it and not let anyone see it...Zhao Duan took the opportunity to show his loyalty:
"I only wish to stay in the capital and share your majesty's worries. As for the Jianghu, it won't be too late to leave after ten or eight years."
Well, Gou Dao Dacheng's reappearance is his purpose...
Xu Zhenguan looked at him with disdain, thinking to himself, why are you so cowardly? He shook his head and said:
“It’s fine to just polish yourself in the Mortal Realm, but once you enter the Divine Realm, if you want to make progress, you must fight with others and gain insights in life and death.
The dangers of the capital are mostly in the imperial court. If you stay there for too long, it will wear down your will as a warrior and hinder your cultivation."
Is that so?
Therefore, if you can’t become a master in the capital… If you force yourself to be a master, you will still be a fake master… Zhao Duan felt like he had lost his parents, and muttered:
"But I have seen that the priest Jin Jian is also in the Divine Chapter Realm, but he wanders around all day and has never traveled outside."
The empress said calmly:
"The key to a sorcerer's training is not to fight, but to be close to the gods, which is different from a warrior."
"..." Zhao Duan suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
These days, I have been busy trying to gain merit, and have brought down a large number of court officials, so I have less time to devote to spiritual practice.
I thought I could slowly upgrade, but now it seems that it is not that simple.
"Oh, I understand?" The empress said with a smile:
"Giving you the armor this time is only one thing. The second thing is that I will personally teach you martial arts."
As she spoke, the empress reached out with her slender jade hand to grab something in the air.
"Buzz!"
far away.
On the weapon rack, a long sword suddenly rolled up and was handed heavily into her fair, soft hand.
Xu Zhenguan turned around, her skirt spun in a circle on the spacious martial arts arena. She looked at the confused Zhao Duan with a half-smile:
"Put on your armor and fight me. How about that? I will lower my cultivation to the same level as yours to test your quality."
Zhao Duan cheered up.
How could he have any hesitation when a strong man who was half a step into the heavenly realm was personally sparring with him?
He hurriedly put on the Six Talisman Armor, picked up a knife from the weapon rack, and said with a bow, "Your Majesty, I am sorry..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly sank and his body became as tense as a bow.
The pure Qi exhaled by the dragon soul sleeping in the Qi Sea flowed along the meridians, wrapped around the dragon in the spine, pushed him into a residual shadow, and rushed straight towards Xu Zhenguan!
Of course he was not worried, because with his limited strength, he could not hurt the empress at all.
So once you strike out, you use all your strength.
To some extent, there is a desire to show off...
In his opinion, the Empress lowered her cultivation to the same level as himself, so even if there was a gap, it would not be that big...
However, the next second, Xu Zhenguan casually handed out a sword without any worldly airs.
The tip of the sword had already pierced Zhao Duan's chest.
A powerful force tried to penetrate his chest, and in an instant, the "Six Talisman Armor" on his body glowed faintly in response.
Zhao Duan was vaguely covered with a set of illusory full-body armor, protecting his entire body.
Around him, the air vibrated and ripples appeared. Six illusory talismans formed a "circle" and enveloped him.
At this moment, the circle formed by the six talismans spun violently, and in an instant, the power of the empress's sword was weakened by 90%.
Even so, Zhao Du'an, who had resisted 10% of the force, flew backwards like a meteor, and fell heavily to the ground. He felt a slight sweetness in his throat and his blood was boiling.
"Your Majesty..." He was stunned.
The fairy-like female emperor looked calm, standing with a sword in hand. She exuded the aura of a powerful figure like Yuanting Yuechi. When people looked at her, it was like seeing a white waterfall cascading down three thousand feet.
The black hair brushed across her beautiful face, and the fairy's lips curled up slightly:
"Is that all you can do? It seems like that's not enough."
A man can't say no... Zhao Duan hammered the ground with one hand, and using the recoil force, he pounced on the empress for the second time.
……
outside the temple.
The palace door was closed, and a group of eunuchs standing there could clearly hear the screams coming from inside, which were endless.
"what!"
"Ah!"
"Your Majesty, be gentle..."
"…I can't do it anymore…"
"Hmph, stand up and try again! You can't stop unless I allow you to."
"Eunuch." Suddenly, the eunuchs saluted.
The sea priest in a bright red dragon robe walked over and looked at the tightly closed temple door. His wrinkled face was filled with amazement:
"It's still good to be young... you can do more..."
……
……
"Master Zhao's legs are broken! His hands and feet are out of control too. Hurry, carry him to his room!"
A eunuch ran out from the martial arts arena, waving his hands anxiously.
Several eunuchs rushed in, frantically carrying out Zhao Duan, who had a swollen nose and face, torn clothes, and was covered with bruises and scars. He was already exhausted and collapsed on the ground.
Send to the prepared room and strip off the outer coat.
I washed his body first and then put him on the bed.
The eunuchs in the palace evenly applied the prepared medicine for repairing external injuries on his body.
“It hurts… it hurts…”
Zhao Duan lay on the bed, feeling that his body was no longer his own.
The eunuch applying the ointment had a bitter face:
"Master Zhao, please bear with it. These are all top-grade wound medicines. They will work immediately after you apply them."
"...Your hand is too heavy, can you replace it with a maid..."
When Zhao Duan felt dizzy, he twisted his body and did not forget to bargain.
Although they are all "men", in their past lives, they went to the bathhouse and were frank with their friends and rubbed each other's backs.
But when he thought that it was a eunuch touching him randomly, Zhao Duan felt uncomfortable all over.
The eunuch smiled bitterly and said, "I need to ask your Majesty for permission..."
“…Forget it.” Zhao Duan sighed.
However, the eunuch's technique was actually quite good, after experiencing two hours of inhumane teaching from the empress.
Zhao Duan felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.
However, he didn't know that the door opened quietly, and a lotus foot crossed the threshold and walked silently into the room.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
The eunuch who was applying the medicine was startled and quickly stood up and saluted.
After sweating all over, she took a shower and changed into dry clothes. With her wet hair scattered behind her head, Empress Dayu said "yes" modestly, saying:
"how?"
The eunuch said, "Lord Zhao is too tired and has fallen asleep. I will follow the order of Lord Hai and apply medicine to his wounds."
Xu Zhenguan shook his head and said, "Go out, I will take a look at your injuries."
"Yes."
The eunuch went out and closed the door considerately.
Xu Zhenguan walked to the bed and looked at Zhao Duan who was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
The broad and strong back was covered with bruises and scars, with obvious muscle lines, and half of the ointment was applied.
It’s just that the eunuch’s cultivation was not high enough, and he was completely unable to use his Qi to activate the efficacy of the medicine.
"Zhao Qing?"
Xu Zhenguan called softly, and couldn't help but smile when he saw that the dead pig didn't respond at all.
Seeing those scars was a bit hard to bear, but if one wanted to make rapid progress in martial arts, how could one avoid getting injured?
However, if these injuries are not treated properly, I will probably have to lie in bed for ten days or half a month.
"Never mind, it's a bargain for you."
A trace of helplessness flashed across the empress's beautiful eyes, which were like white jade, and an unnatural blush flashed across her pink neck.
After a brief hesitation, he finally stretched out his slender fingers, scooped a piece of plaster from the bowl, slowly rubbed it in his palm, hesitated for a moment, and slowly pressed it on Zhao's back.
A cool force slowly pushes the medicine into the skin.
Piece by piece, inch by inch.
Zhao Duan was drowsy in his sleep and sighed comfortably.
(End of this chapter)