And Feng Yun added: "To overthrow the core of a country is to reform the old and make a new one, and there is no way to regret it."

"I asked the king again to ask, is the king willing?" Feng Yun stood up and looked directly at the King of Baiyue, seeming to be forcing him, without giving him any way out.

King Baiyue laughed loudly.

"Fengjun, please do it!"

Feng Yun smiles like this.

"promise."

After saying this, Feng Yun took his leave and Wang stood up to see him off.

As for Feng Yun, the literary energy around him continued to surge, but was eventually restrained by it.

"The momentum is rising!"

Behind Feng Yun, a long yue shadow appeared faintly. On it, in the "Annals of the Nations/Ce Baiyue", the article "Yang Ce·Fengze Wushen", mixed with the "Fengze Ce" for water control, continued to circulate.

, the glory suddenly appears!

The national fortune is down!

This strategy has been carried out by Feng Yun, it has been completed, and it has been accomplished. Its power is no less than the innate power!

Changyue - a rare treasure of national destiny!

"This is not the time to break through the innate."

Jian Gua - step by step, no end!

Feng Yun gathers his strength and waits, hoping to create extraordinary talent, not just a weak strategy.

In other words, all the skills and techniques are available. He wants to become a Taoist and use the Tao to enter the innate world, just like Taoism, Mohism, Confucianism, and Dharma.

"Fengjun." Manwa was waiting outside the palace. When he saw Feng Yun coming, he hurriedly said: "Just now someone said that there is a man named Ou Ye waiting for you to go back to the Palace of Classics. What sword are you looking at?"

Feng Yun smiled lightly and got into the carriage.

"Do you know the way to the Palace of Classics?"

"I know!" Manwa took the reins and pulled the carriage towards the Palace of Classics.

Such as the palace of classics.

"Fengjun, you are back!" Just after entering the palace, Li Yue's voice was heard. Li Yue stepped forward in surprise to see if Feng Yun was healthy.

"Nothing, Mr. Ouye and I have something to talk about."

Feng Yun chuckled and gently pushed Li Yue away.

Li Yue's smile remained unchanged, but when she saw An Feng coming out of the palace with the witch, her face turned cold.

She still doesn't like An Feng.

Especially An Feng participated in the blessing competition without her order.

But now that she is with the witch, she can't make things difficult for An Feng.

"Fengjun."

"witch."

The witch obviously had something to talk to Feng Yun. Feng Yun said nothing else, but a long ax appeared in his hand.

"A rare treasure of national destiny!" the witch was surprised.

On the long axe, Yang Ce's words and so on appeared, and Feng Yun prepared to make them public.

"Witch, please watch. I will talk to Mr. Ouye first."

"No, the old woman is waiting for Mr. Feng in the palace."

The witch took the long Yue and walked slowly into the hall. Feng Yun said to Man Wa, "Wait for me here. Later I want to ask about the righteous man."

"No, Mr. Feng." Manwa imitated the witch and said respectfully, watching Feng Yun go to the backyard.

"Fengjun." In the backyard, Ouye hurriedly invited Feng Yun into the house.

Mo Nu and Gan Jiang opened the hair follicles on the table, revealing five swords.

"Master Feng, I would also like to give the sword a name."

There was a look of pleading in Ouye's eyes.

Naming a sword is no less important to a swordsmith than a nobleman naming his children. It is very solemn and cannot be left to others casually.

Feng Yun saw Ou Ye's worried expression.

He thought: "Is it because of this that Mr. Ouye still stays in Baiyue?"

These five swords were forged by Ou Ye to repay the debt of the country where he gave birth. He should have left early, but he delayed it until now.

Ou Ye nodded, but then shook his head: "Whether the sword is successful or not, Ou Ye will wait for Lord Feng to return before saying goodbye."

"Please give me your name, Mr. Feng."

Feng Yun looked at it and could only remember a few of Ou Ye's swords.

Looking at its appearance and feeling its interior, Feng Yun felt something about it.

"Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, Juque..."

Feng Yun pointed out one by one.

Ou Ye looked at it, his eyes brightened as Feng Yun gave him his name.

"Fengjun has the ability to recognize swords!"

Feng Yun was dumbfounded, but he just smiled.

"When will Mr. Ouye plan to leave Baiyue and go to Yuyue?"

Thinking about Yu Yue, Feng Yun said: "I have asked the King of Baiyue to send a detailed investigation to the surrounding countries. He also learned that due to the split of the country, Yu Yue now only has less than three levels of territory left, and it is directly related to the Wu Kingdom in the north of the Yangtze River.

Fight.”

Ouye listened carefully.

"Mr. Ou Ye, at this time the Yu Yue's overlord is Yunchang's son, Gou Jian. He is just a child and relies entirely on his clan members to lead the country."

"You should be more careful when you return with the Five Swords."

Ouye nodded.

"I know that Mr. Feng is in Baiyue, and I hope he will be safe."

Feng Yun looked at the generals on the side and thought: "I wonder where Mr. Ouye wants to go after leaving Yu Yue?"

Ouye didn't hesitate.

"I have been forging swords all my life. Now that the strong wind in Fengze has eased, I am going to take Mo Nu with me to live in seclusion in Fengze and use the cold pool to forge the divine sword again!"

Ou Ye knew about the gods and wanted to make a divine sword at this time. The pursuit and longing in his eyes was no less than that of a man in his prime.

"Mr. Ouye is doing the right thing, which is a good thing." Feng Yun was sincerely happy for Ouye.

"Mr. Ouye, in addition to Mr. Wang Wang bringing back the "Records of Nations/Ceme of Yu Yue", I also hope that Mr. Ouye can lead generals to learn the art of sword making together."

"Fengjun!" Ganjiang was dull, but at this time he was panicking. He was speechless and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Lord Feng, I can drive Lord Feng's carriage. I hope you will not drive me away."

After saying this, the general bowed down and bowed.

Feng Yun shook his head.

"General, your way is not with me."

"Fengjun has learned a lot, and if a capable general follows him and drives for you, he has attained the Tao."

Feng Yun appeased the general and said: "General, you are only in your prime of life now. How can you admire the chariot and not the Tao for yourself?"

"You also know that your own way is forging swords, not mine."

"Fengjun..." Gan Jiang sobbed.

Feng Yun shook his head: "You..."

"I hope there is someone who can drive for me to reduce my fatigue."

"But if there is a thirty-year-old and a twenty-year-old, and their driving skills are the same, I will only hire a thirty-year-old to drive for me."

"Do you know why?"

The general shook his head.

"It's because you have ten more years than a thirty-year-old to practice your own way."

"I am now seventeen years old, and you are not much older than me. I know very well that my only goal at this age is to find the way, learn it, and practice it. If anyone blocks my way, it will be no less than taking my life with a knife."

After patting Gan Jiang's shoulder, Feng Jun pulled him up.

"This is what I want, how can I mislead you?"
To be continued...