EFB Chapter 2198 The Divine Spear is Given to a Hero
Chapter 2198 The Divine Spear is Given to a Hero
Chapter 2198 The Divine Spear is Given to a Hero
He Lingchuan raised an eyebrow: "A founding treasure, is Xin Jun willing to give it away?"
"No matter how many accolades it has, it's still just a gun. The significance it carries is probably more important than the gun itself, right?"
Emperor Mu made a pointed remark, and He Lingchuan smiled nonchalantly.
"After the great victory at Yangquan Pass, you sent a large batch of special weapons to help our army capture Yadu. This is real help, and the Thunder Spear is a return gift." Emperor Mu said softly, "A divine spear given to a hero, perhaps one day it will be glorious because of you."
Previously, the Nine Nether Emperor had asked the Kingdom Preceptor to convey a message, requesting to borrow the spear for a look. Emperor Mu immediately understood what this meant and decided to be generous.
Presenting this Thunder-Responding Spear to the Nine Nether Emperor would both honor its value and demonstrate the sincerity of the Mu Kingdom.
They even sent out the founding soldiers.
"Thank you." He Lingchuan stroked the gun barrel. "Does Xin Jun know its background?"
They were a common sight in Panlong City, but when they met again in reality, more than 160 years had passed!
The things are the same, but the people are not.
He Lingchuan had no one to confide in about his feelings.
"The fame of a divine weapon lies not in the weapon itself, but in who wields it." Emperor Mu turned to look at the smooth river surface. "Just as we entered the mid-Middle Ages, a powerful nation emerged, named Longquan. It acted according to the will of the Great Heavenly Demon, defeating eleven immortals, including three demon immortals and eight human immortals. Then, it threw their essences, demon cores, and weapons into the Heavenly Dry Furnace, forging two weapons in total, one of which is this Thunder Response Spear."
After the ancient war, the human world entered the medieval period. From the early to the middle period, the concentration of spiritual energy decreased at varying speeds, and during this time, conflicts and frictions between immortals, demons, sects, and human kingdoms intensified.
"What about the other one?"
"The Dragon Seal Sword disappeared after the fall of the Dragon Quan Kingdom. Only the Thunder Responding Spear survived, and it passed into the hands of several generals, becoming a famous spear." Emperor Mu said softly, "The Dragon Quan Kingdom was short-lived, existing for only nine years, coming and going like a shooting star. But you should have heard of the Great Heavenly Demon it worshipped."
He should have heard of him? He Lingchuan's gaze sharpened slightly: "Mi Tian?"
"good."
He Lingchuan understood. No wonder General Hong was able to obtain the Thunder-Responding Spear; it turned out to be an old relic of Mi Tian.
As an unparalleled and deadly weapon, the Thunder Spear has been through countless trials in the mortal world, which shows that in the three thousand years since the emergence of Tianluo Star, the figures of celestial demons and immortals have often been vaguely seen behind the human kingdom.
“Before my ancestor in the Mu Kingdom obtained it, it was the personal magic weapon of General Hong of Panlong City.” Emperor Mu smiled. “I believe you already know this.”
He Lingchuan nodded: "That's right."
Emperor Mu tilted his head to look at him: "Could it be that you are thinking of someone because you see this object?"
When Jiu You first received the gun, the complex emotions in his eyes were impossible to miss. Considering He Xiao's origins in Blackwater City on the edge of the Panlong Desert, and his persistent longing for the Thunder Spear, there couldn't be no reason for this, could there?
"The man is gone, but the spirit of the spear lives on. Looking back on the past and present, may Master Zhong live forever!" He Lingchuan said solemnly, "What I received was the inheritance of Panlong City, and this spear is of great significance to me! Thank you, Xin Jun, for the gift. I hope I will not bury this divine weapon."
Emperor Mu could, of course, understand that the first two sentences specifically referred to General Hong, while the last two sentences were about Zhong Shengguang.
In the real world, He Lingchuan admitted it for the first time.
He acknowledged his connection to Panlongcheng, a city that vanished into thin air in history, and admitted that he had inherited Panlongcheng's mantle.
From the moment he demanded the Thunder-Responding Spear, from the moment he gripped it tightly, Emperor Mu knew that the chasm between the Nine Nether Emperor and Mount Ling was extremely deep and difficult to bridge.
But what harm would this do to him? Emperor Mu smiled and clapped lightly: "It's better to let it complement a heroic figure like Jiuyou than to let it gather dust at the bottom of the national treasury."
With Ying Leiqiang warming things up, the atmosphere between the two emperors became much more harmonious.
He Lingchuan gestured to the square table behind him, saying, "Please."
There were only the two of them on the third floor of the restaurant, with no waiters, but the spring water on the small stove had already boiled.
He Lingchuan sat down and casually brewed tea. Emperor Mu took out a small celadon jar from his robes. As soon as he opened the lid, He Lingchuan smelled a pleasant fragrance and couldn't help but praise it:
“Good tea!”
Emperor Mou placed his hand on the scalding hot pot, and after only two or three breaths, the boiling water in the pot stopped and was no longer scalding hot.
The water was boiling at 100 degrees Celsius, but with a simple gesture, he lowered the temperature to around 70 degrees Celsius.
Boiling water with one's true energy is not difficult for a cultivator. But doing it the other way around is quite interesting.
Then, he used a porcelain spoon to scoop a small pinch of dark brown tea leaves into the pot:
"This is the Forget-Worry Tea grown in the Immortal Fields of Mount Ling. Drinking it can make you forget your worries and relieve your sorrows. You should try it, even if you are in the Netherworld."
He Lingchuan poured two cups of wine and took one to savor.
The soup has a warm red color and a sweet and delicious taste.
"Huh?" The aroma of tea is indeed refreshing, but the aftertaste has a hint of floral and citrus acidity.
It was quite refreshing to drink, one sip after another, reminding He Lingchuan of the sour plum soup that Madam Ying had personally brewed.
"I thought the aroma of the fairy tea would be very rich and pure."
“Some elders even like to add ghee or milk to this Worry-Free Tea to enhance its aroma, and then add barley jelly to make it chewy.” Emperor Mu smiled, “How can something so bland be something that can make most people happy and forget their worries?”
That makes perfect sense. He Lingchuan offered him a cup of tea instead of wine:
“Xin Jun is insightful. What all living beings crave is nothing more than the senses of hearing, smell, taste, touch, and thought.”
Emperor Mou raised his cup: "Speaking of all living beings, I recall something."
"Please say."
“The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like the tides, but every major surge is followed by the ‘Awakening of Insects’ period. This time is no exception,” said Emperor Mu. “In particular, this round of frequent imperial flow has lasted for more than three years.”
"Oh? What is 'Awakening of Insects'?"
"The spiritual environment in the human world has greatly improved, and those powerful immortals and demons who were previously dormant in the outside world will emerge one after another, just like the awakening of insects after the spring thunder."
He Lingchuan suddenly realized: "That's right. Over the past year, cave dwellings have appeared in Cangyan from time to time, and the immortals and demons who come out are all quite...unique, making it difficult for local officials to communicate with them. I had no choice but to establish a special Bingyuan Division to deal with these emergencies."
Before these immortals and demons went into seclusion, the Golden Plains were in chaos. Now, however, the Golden Plains have ushered in a once-in-a-millennium unification. After emerging from seclusion, they will inevitably find themselves struggling to adapt to Cang Yan's official regulations.
Cang Yan only gave them two choices:
They either submit or they leave.
The Bingyuan Division was established for this reason, headed by Liu Qingdao with Zhu Da Niang as a guest. It was a mixed team of immortals, cultivators, monsters, and soldiers, specifically to "connect" with newly entered great demons and immortals.
When the two parties first meet, Yuan Si will certainly be polite, but if the other party is arrogant and refuses to listen to advice, insisting on being forced to accept defeat, then...
Anyway, you have to choose between candy and sticks.
(End of this chapter)