Chapter 238 Assassin’s Creed
The opportunities left by the tomb-robbing sect in Beimang Mountain are definitely abundant. The sect's legacy of first-class unique skills such as Shadow Stepping and Cloud-Exploring Hands can make anyone jealous. At this time, the old eunuch only got a short sword. For others, it would just be considered as having come.
But for Zhao Yushu, this is the best opportunity.
There are still many secrets in Beimang Mountain. For example, is the shadow in the phantom of history really unconscious? Then why did he take the initiative to block Madam Xu? For example, who is the inner shadow who fought against the old eunuch? Where did he go?
And this Ghost King Order, is it just to pull myself into history?
It's a pity that these secrets cannot be answered for the time being. Just like the old eunuch said, I will try again when I reach the inner scene.
And now, the most important thing is to quickly take this dagger and upgrade yourself to the fifth level.
"Can you give it to me?" Zhao Yushu asked cautiously.
"Of course, this should be your chance." The old eunuch handed it over, but Zhao Yushu did not reach out to take it.
Because as soon as he gets it, the dagger will immediately turn into light dust and be absorbed by himself, and then his cultivation will quickly rise to the fifth level. Although the old eunuch is very good to him, he still represents the enemy side.
"Is it inconvenient for this old slave to see?"
Zhao Yushu smiled awkwardly: "Forget it, I can't hide it from you anyway."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand.
The old eunuch retracted his hand and said, "Some things are better kept secret."
A gust of wind blew, and the old eunuch disappeared in the carriage, and the dagger lay quietly on the chair.
Zhao Yushu felt warm in his heart and reached out to grasp the dagger.
"Killing in darkness, living forever in blood - Assassin"
Zhao Yushu's mind went blank. The four magic weapons he had obtained in the past were all famous swords that had left a mark in the history of the Central Plains legends. This was the first time he had obtained a weapon from outside the domain, and the name sounded so familiar.
Hassan the Old Man of the Mountain, the founder of the famous Middle Eastern assassin organization Assassins, had a very famous series of games in his previous life that made this organization almost a household name.
What is the relationship between this sword and this organization? Why did it appear in the Tang Dynasty?
Before he had time to think, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth swept over, and a black dagger with an obsidian inlaid handle slowly appeared beside Chengying. Madam Xu and the other four famous swords from the Central Plains seemed to dislike this newcomer and unconsciously kept a distance from him.
Assassin didn't care and just floated there. Then his sea of consciousness churned and the golden spiritual energy gradually became thicker and even showed a tendency to condense.
I’m in the fifth heaven!
Old Zhao cheered and transformed into Assassin. With a thought, the carriage became dark.
But his vision was not affected at all!
It is worthy of being an assassin's exclusive weapon.
It’s a pity that it’s a dagger. It would be perfect if it was a hidden blade. Well, it’s even more of a pity that the caption on the sword is not “Everything is false, everything is allowed.”
The other ability does not need to be tested. When a wound is cut, blood will flow out. However, it is probably only effective for people with a very large gap in cultivation level. The speed is also very slow, otherwise it would not take so long for me to lose consciousness.
And it should have the function of sucking blood. What happens after sucking blood? Does it heal itself? Otherwise, it doesn't fit the saying of eternal life in blood.
Yes, it is a good thing for team battles or protracted wars, but I am not bloodthirsty. It is better to use Assassin in my left hand to open the black curtain to block the vision, and use Madam Xu in my right hand to kill the opponent with one blow. It is much more comfortable than slowly drinking the blood of the opponent to death.
“Although I didn’t see anything, you have reached the fifth level. If you say it has nothing to do with this sword, no one will believe you.”
The old eunuch opened the door curtain and walked in: "Can it absorb the spiritual power of people and feed it back to you?"
Your imagination is very reasonable and it helped me find a perfect excuse to cover up the promotion method.
"That's about the same." Zhao Yushu said vaguely.
"Then I'll capture a few monks for you, maybe you can reach the Sixth Heaven before entering Chang'an."
Zhao Yushu waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, the foundation is unstable, the foundation is unstable."
Where does your habit of hacking people when you disagree with them come from?
The old eunuch was quite disappointed: "We are about to reach Tongguan. Are you sure you want to enter Chang'an with the fifth level of cultivation?"
I also want to go inside, but it's impossible for you to find five magic weapons for me right now.
"I can't avoid what's coming. I've actually been yearning to go to Chang'an for a long time, but I didn't expect that my first visit would be as a prisoner."
“There will be opportunities in the future.”
The old eunuch said this with a smile, then slowly leaned back on the cushion and began to snore softly.
Zhao Yushu lifted the curtain of the carriage, and it was dark outside. The servants had rushed up from Dongdu, but whether they were in a hurry or for other reasons, they did not camp late at night, but continued to head west.
More than a hundred servants were holding torches, and the convoy was like a fire dragon. Zhao Yushu climbed out of the car and climbed onto the roof. He lay there leisurely with his hands behind his head, swaying with the vehicle.
There is no moon tonight, but the stars are shining brightly. Zhao Yushu played with Assassin for a while and then slowly closed his eyes.
"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to sleep on the roof of a car?"
The convoy stopped and started to make breakfast. The old eunuch stood on the roof and said: "The ancients loved to climb high and look far. Standing on a high place, it is indeed a different kind of scenery."
Zhao Yushu yawned and climbed up: "It's not that high. Go climb Mount Dongyue someday and you will know what it means to be on top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains."
The old eunuch's eyes lit up immediately: "What a good poem!"
Zhao Yushu waved his hands, too lazy to explain that it was not his poem. On the western horizon, a corner of a towering city wall had already appeared.
"Are we at Tongguan? How long have I been unconscious?"
"It has been a few days. I have used some tricks these days. Seeing that you have not woken up yet, I thought that we should get to Tongguan as soon as possible. After all, it is better than bumping along the road."
No one will try to rob a prisoner in Tongguan again.
Because General Wang arrived at Tongguan.
General Wang sat at the gate of the academy for three days, gaining nothing except being pointed at and talked at by passing scholars and passers-by, and drooling over the bowl of meat rice with the lid sticking out of it that Lao Qin brought him every day.
Until the Prince Fu next door couldn't stand it anymore, he asked the old steward to come over and tell him that the old eunuch's servants had already left Dongdu, and the convoy had already set off directly from outside the city, and Zhao Yushu was among them.
General Wang, whose face turned pale, snorted coldly and said: "As long as I am here, I don't think he dares to come back."
Then he rushed out of Dongdu with a gun in hand without looking back, and even ignored the ban and went straight out of the city. The horse that was picked from thousands of miles away was also left in Dongdu.
So General Wang stood on the city wall of Tongguan, facing the place where Gu Changfeng had stood at the beginning, one on the east side and the other on the west side, and watched with gritted teeth as the convoy slowly approached in the distance.
It's a pity that Zhao Yushu didn't escape and was caught by the old eunuch again. Otherwise, I would have submitted a memorial to the emperor to force the old eunuch to return to Beijing to be punished, and then mobilized the army of Tongguan and Dongduwei to trap the damn Mr. Liu in the Dongdu area, search him slowly, and then catch him when he was exhausted, and slowly destroy his meridians.
It makes me happy just thinking about it.
But hadn’t the prince already used poison to destroy his Snow Mountain Qi Sea? How did he escape from Dongdu?
General Wang narrowed his eyes. Someone is lying.