The Only Sword Immortal in Great Tang

Jiang Tingyun slowly pulled the Painting Boat out of the sheath.

After pulling out, Jiang Tingyun crossed the sword forward, flicking the spine of the sword with his left index finger, and suddenly, the long sword made a faint sword chant.

He slowly said: “From His Majesty’s perspective, does this sword have spiritual wisdom?”

Somehow, since Jiang Tingyun pulled the long sword out of the sheath After coming out, Li Longji’s eyes were involuntarily attracted by the long sword.

At first glance, that long sword…is unremarkable.

It’s not that he has seen a sword that is sharper than that and more ornately decorated. However, there is a vague feeling in his heart, that is, this sword is more coquettish than the others. The bitch is different!

But he couldn’t tell what was different.

Slowly, after watching it for a long time, he saw in a trance that there was a stream of light flashing on the blade from time to time, and between the ups and downs, it seemed like there was life.

It’s…breathing.

Li Longji suddenly had this idea in his mind.

“…Imperial Brother? Imperial Brother?”

Li Chiying patted his shoulder several times before he came back to his senses.

“Oh, what happened?”

Li Longji looked towards her and asked.

“…Imperial Brother really don’t know?”

“I don’t know…what?”

“Imperial Brother just… just stared at that sword , I thought…”

When she said that, she glanced at Jiang Tingyun.

If it were not out of trust in him, she would have called the Guard army to arrest people at this time.

After all, Imperial Brother was in a state just now…too much like being drugged.

Li Longji then realized that he had been lost for so long just now.

He looked towards Jiang Tingyun, squinting his eyes, the mood under his eyes is unpredictable, sometimes murderous aura is boiling, and sometimes the account is lost.

However, Jiang Tingyun just sat there quietly without looking at Li Longji, so-called indifferent.

After a while, Li Longji asked: “Sir, just now, is Daoist Immortal technique?”

Jiang Tingyun shook the head, said with a smile:” I didn’t do anything just now. I just showed you this sword. If His Majesty feels any strangeness, it is probably the sword’s contribution.”

“…This sword, Is there spiritual wisdom?”

“What does His Majesty think?”

Jiang Tingyun threw the problem back to him.

“…”

After a while, Li Longji opened the mouth and said: “I don’t know, Mr. Sword, can you lend me a look?”

“Of course you can.”

Jiang Tingyun nodded, and then handed him the long sword.

Li Longji took the long sword cautiously and looked around.

However, no matter how he looks at this time, this is just an ordinary long sword that’s all, nothing special.

It seems that everything just now is really just his illusion that’s all. However, he was pretty sure that it was not!

He believes in his feelings very much. He believes that everything just now is not an illusion, or in other words, it is not just an illusion.

So, how should he explain his feelings just now?

Medication!

This is what he instinctively thought of, the biggest probability.

However, he recalled it several times and found no trace of Jiang Tingyun drugging him.

Jiang Tingyun is sitting at a distance of one foot from him. Moreover, after he came, he has not moved. Then, how did he poison himself?

My own tea has already been poured, and the incense next to it was also lit by Court Eunuch… It’s always impossible, Jiang Tingyun and the palace man will unite him, right?

Even if they really unite and set him down, what is the point?

Li Longji, looking thoughtful, quietly returned the long sword to him, and said, “This sword… is called Painting Boat?”

“Exactly.”

Jiang Tingyun nodded said.

“What’s the meaning of this name…”

Jiang Tingyun sighed faintly, looked at the long sword in his hand, and said: “The ancestors said that this world is like a boundless sea. If a man is a lone boat in the sea. If so, then I would like to sing for the painting boat all day long and full of friends. This is not a waste of life.”

He wouldn’t say, this sword The reason why he came up with this name is because when he wanted to name the sword, he happened to be on a Painting Boat, so he chose such a name casually.

His method of naming is similar to Wang Bajiao and Li Shitou.

“Sir, I often feel similar.”

Li Longji nodded, sighed.

But in fact, the reason why he said so is just a polite that’s all.

Human World, how can there be that many empathy.

It was Li Chiying. After listening to Jiang Tingyun’s words, his eyes were bright, and he couldn’t help but linger on Jiang Tingyun’s face.

“But…Where did you get this sword?”

Li Longji asked after turning around.

“This is a long story. When I was ten years old, I accidentally entered a small cave, and I met a skeleton in the cave…”

Jiang Tingyun briefly introduced him to the origin of the sword.

“so that’s how it is…”

Li Longji looking thoughtful and nodded.

“Then, Mr. Sword technique is also passed down from that mountain withered bones?”

“Exactly.”

Jiang Tingyun nodded.

“Then I don’t know…”

Li Longji hesitated for a moment, and then said: “Mr.’s sword technique, can I take a look?”

He tone barely fell, and hurriedly explained: “I treat my husband as an actor, it’s…”

Indeed, he wanted to see Jiang Tingyun’s sword technique so much.

It’s just that, for a while, he didn’t know how to express so that Jiang Tingyun would not be offended, so he couldn’t help but gape.

When I see it, Jiang Tingyun looking thoughtful: “If His Majesty wants to see my sword technique, he will not without exception, but…”

“Just what?”

Jiang Tingyun’s expression hesitated.

Seeing this, Li Chiying stepped forward and said: “Youth Jiang…what’s the problem, please tell me directly. We…will help you solve it.”

Jiang Tingyun He glanced at him, and then nodded: “That’s good.”

After that, he said: “My sword is very capricious. If it’s not for blood, I don’t want to get out of the sheath easily.

Previously, the reason why I didn’t want to perform in front of His Majesty was for this reason-not because I didn’t want to, but because the sword didn’t want to hear it.”

hearing this , Everyone was startled, and then they all looked towards the sword in his hand.

“Mr.’s words…really?”

Li Longji hesitated for a moment before asking.

He is still in doubt as to whether this sword has spiritual wisdom.

The so-called half-trust is that there is a little bit of faith.

At this moment, after listening to Jiang Tingyun’s words, I believe that it has reached eighty or nine points all at once-the so-called cowhide is not big, and it is impossible to bluff people.

This kind of psychology is very interesting. A simple analysis is that when you blow a normal cowhide, others will wonder if you are boasting. However, when you are a big cowhide, others Then you will start to wonder if you have the courage to blow such a big cow-if you dare to put your words so big, you must be a little capable yourself?

At this time, others will think so.