Xuanxia

Chapter 561 Arsenal
When Fu Qingzhou left the imperial study, he felt dizzy.

For him, the fatigue of this "closed-door meeting" was no less than a life-and-death battle.

To be honest, he has often battled wits and courage with others, but talking about politics and power struggles is another matter entirely.

"Master Fu."

When he walked out of the imperial study, Eunuch Huang was already waiting by the side with a smile on his face: "The emperor has allowed you to go to the armory to choose weapons. Do you want to go now?"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "I'm too lazy to bother with this. I don't need these things..."

He was halfway through his words when Ning Wushu interrupted him: "Go, I'll go with him."

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

Ning Wushu smiled at him and said, "The things my father needs you to bring are also in the armory."

Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized.

Ning Baimei asked him to take four of the Eight Kingly Swords to give as gifts, but he never told him where the four swords were. So they should be here.

"Zhao Yuan is a smart guy. Using the excuse of 'entering the armory and choosing weapons at will', I can take out the four kingly swords openly without anyone knowing." Fu Qingzhou thought to himself.

So there was no more objection. After saying goodbye to Yue Heng and Bai Jin, he and Ning Wushu went to the imperial palace armory with Eunuch Huang.

After wandering around in the huge imperial city for about an incense stick of time, we arrived at the armory.

"Lord Fu, General Ning."

Eunuch Huang smiled and said, "The armory is a restricted area. No one can enter without special permission. We will wait outside the armory."

After saying that, he came to the door of the armory and pushed it gently.

The heavy and thick bronze door burst open, revealing the dark and deep space inside.

As Fu Qingzhou and Ning Wushu stepped in, the torches on the wall lit up one by one, casting mottled light and shadows, illuminating the rows of neatly displayed magical weapons.

"Most of these weapons once had owners."

Ning Wushu's eyes swept over those weapons, and reverence was revealed in his eyes: "Not only are they made of top-notch forging materials and crafted by famous craftsmen, but more importantly, they have all drunk the blood of enemy generals and performed unprecedented feats!"

The two men moved forward slowly, and Fu Qingzhou looked at the weapons with a stern gaze.

Ning Wushu looked at a long sword. The sword had a slender blade and was shining with cold light, as if it could cut through the air.

"This sword is called 'Chonglou'. It was held by the Northern Frontier General Wei Shaohe more than a hundred years ago. It helped General Wei kill countless enemies."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes paused slightly - there were countless scratches on the sword, but it did not look worn out. Gently stroking the sword, he seemed to be able to feel the smoke of the battlefield and the heroic spirit.

"To the west of Dayan, there was once a country called Fangshu. It was powerful and ambitious. More than a hundred years ago, it repeatedly invaded the western border of Dayan."

Ning Wushu said softly, "Dayan and Fangshu fought for decades, thousands of battles, large and small, with countless casualties. Finally, ninety-eight years ago, Fangshu was destroyed."

After that, she walked forward a few steps, picked up a spear, and examined it carefully, saying, "This spear is called 'Shansha', and it once belonged to the ancestor of Hong Ruohai, the head of the Hong family - Marshal Hong Di."

"Ninety-eight years ago, Marshal Hong Di led a large army deep into Fangshu and went straight to capture the capital. He threw a spear into the crowd of thousands of soldiers and killed the enemy's general of the Fifth Realm of the Cave Heaven with one strike, thus ending the battle."

The spear was pitch black and dull, but it exuded a fierce murderous intent. Even though it had been placed in the armory for a long time, Fu Qingzhou could still smell the domineering murderous intent on the tip of the spear.

The two men gradually went deeper into the armory. Ning Wushu knew all the swords, spears and weapons inside like the back of his hand. He talked about their origins with respect and as if showing off.

"correct."

Fu Qingzhou asked, "You said before that you had something to discuss with me alone. What was it?"

Ning Wushu put down the saber in his hand and said with a smile: "I went into the armory with you. What do you think?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Eight Swords of the Kingly Way?"

"That's right." Ning Wushu said softly, "Father hopes that I will go with you to present the sword."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I see. But aren't you the general of the Northern Frontier? The fighting in the Northern Frontier is fierce now. Aren't you going to the Northern Frontier?"

"In the past few months, the war has slowed down a bit."

Ning Wushu curled his lips and said, "Manar couldn't stand Li Jingzhe's tricks and gave out a lot of information. Mingjian Pavilion has sent some secret envoys to the Northern Barbarians to sow discord. Now several major tribes in the Northern Barbarians are in chaos."

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "So powerful? Wouldn't that mean he can directly cause chaos among the Northern Barbarians?"

"But I'm afraid it won't last too long." Ning Wushu shook his head and said, "The Great Khan of the Northern Barbarians, Ashina Tiele... is a man of great talent and strategy. He is also a Xuanxing powerhouse, and he has the support of Huo Yaer behind him. With two Xuanxing powerhouses in charge, it is impossible for the Northern Barbarians to really cause chaos."

Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized: "I understand, you just want to consume more of them and... buy some time for ourselves."

"good."

Ning Wushu's eyes flashed with fighting spirit: "When the Northern Barbarians have spent a lot of effort to finally suppress the internal chaos and think they can breathe a sigh of relief, that will be their most dangerous time!"

“It seems that what we do is also very important.”

Fu Qingzhou nodded and smiled: "To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the internal situation."

The two continued to move forward, seeing fewer and fewer weapons, and finally, after passing through a door, they came to a separate room.

There were eight sword racks in the room, four of which were empty, and only the other four had long swords on them.

"These are the four swords of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, and wisdom."

Ning Wushu said softly, "Do you want to take a look at them, or should I put them away now?"

After that, she took out a metal bracelet from her sleeve and shook it.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "This is the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way. I must take a look at it."

"Then you go." Ning Wushu also laughed and said, "Be careful. No matter how they look, they are actually very sharp. If you are not the sword master, be careful that your palm will be cut off if you touch it rashly."

"I won't touch it, I won't touch it."

Fu Qingzhou responded, moved closer and looked at it carefully.

There were no inscriptions on the swords, but the name of each sword was neatly written in seal script on different sword racks.

The Sword of Benevolence is similar to the Sword of Virtue. The sword body is a warm jade color, the hilt is round, and the tip of the blade is not sharp, like a ceremonial jade sword.

The righteous sword is completely different. Its blade is straight and hard, shining with a cold metallic luster, with clear edges and corners and a high momentum.

The ceremonial sword, as its name suggests, has a slender and elegant blade, and the patterns on the sword are intricate and exquisite, like a Confucian scholar dressed in formal attire.

The last sword of wisdom had no special features in its shape, but it was a deep blue in color with twinkling stars on it, like the Milky Way in the dark night or the endless deep ocean.

"They are all divine swords indeed."

Fu Qingzhou straightened up and said with emotion: "Put it away."

Ning Wushu smiled, threw the metal bracelet out, and muttered something.

The metal bracelet floated in the air, and then suddenly flew towards Ren Jian. It was like an eraser, and the moment it passed by, Ren Jian was "erased" bit by bit, but the process was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

After putting away the Ren Sword, it put away the other three swords in the same way, then spun in the air and fell back into Ning Wushu's hands.

"You must keep this bracelet close to your body."

As she spoke, she handed the bracelet to Fu Qingzhou: "I will teach you how to control the envoys. Next, you can find a chance to meet Master Yan Yidong. After all, he is in the capital."

(End of this chapter)