The Xiyang moves, and the sake is fragrant.

Chu Tian walked towards the pavilion on the ground, and the mountain breeze suddenly gave birth to the sky and the earth. In the sunshine everywhere, an old man in a black kimono stood up, raised a smile and stretched out his hand: "Young marshal, his reputation often echoed in his ears, but this is the first time you and I have met."

The tone was polite and a little appreciation.

Of course, Chu Tian did not think that the Emperor was naturally approachable and was polite to anyone and was enthusiastic. He could get the Emperor's initiative to reach out, which was obtained by him and Shuai Jun destroying the three major families and severely damaging the Yamaguchi Group. His strength is always a bargaining chip to gain respect from his opponents.

Without strong strength, the Emperor probably wouldn't even look at him directly.

Despite the twists and turns in Chu Tian's heart, he still reached out for etiquette: "The Emperor is too rewarded! Chu Tian is just a kid who makes a living from the edge of the knife. How could he get a reputation? The Emperor's throne is highly powerful and respected and worshipped by the Japanese people, so he is a role model I need to learn."

A smile appeared on the emperor's face, and he held Chu Tian's palm heavily, warm, powerful but not disgusting: "Okay, the heavens are vast and vast, with five thousand years of cultural heritage, and all the talents produced are among the people. It is still better than Japan."

Tianzang sat down on his own, and looked at the snow from afar and ignored the two of them.

The emperor had a meticulous face and hair, and his facial features were soft, making people unable to feel his sharpness at all. He looked very kind and even made people feel no edges. However, Chu Tian knew very well that it was the old man with a very noble aura in front of him who had risen to the royal family.

After World War II, Japan was ruined, and the imperial power was even trampled from the sky to the ground. If the Americans had not been to compete with the Soviet Union, the emperor would have been dragged to death. Even so, when the emperor in front of him took over the royal family from his father, the emperor was still just a puppet.

This is the greatest sorrow of the royal family.

But after the weak royal family operated in front of him, they successfully got a share of political rights, resulting in the royal family not being truly reduced to a decoration. So if Chu Tian thinks that such an old man is an ordinary old man, that would be a big mistake.

Although he had no good feelings for the royal family, especially Prince Jinggong's hysteria, Chu Tian still showed etiquette to the old man in front of him. Moreover, Tianzang had already said that today he was a pure warrior, with no identity or grudges, and waved his hand gently and replied: "Thank you, the Emperor, for the praise."

"It's just a dragon and a phoenix among people, I dare not be a phoenix."

"sit!"

The emperor was both a housekeeper and a master. While greeting Chu Tian to sit down, he poured wine in his own cup. Chu Tian wanted to take it but was rejected with a chuckle: "Young Marshal, don't care about these etiquettes. Everyone here has an equal status. Everyone pours this wine the same. Come and try it."

When Chu Tian pinched the wine glass, the Emperor said lightly: "No matter what kind of grudges the young man and Masako have, or you and I will meet each other in the future, but at this moment, you and I are guests of Master Tianzang. There is an old saying in the Heavenly Kingdom: Let's clear the grudges and grudges when we meet."

"I dare not claim to be eliminated, but it is still OK to put it aside for the time being."

Obviously, the Emperor did not want to meet too tensely this time, so the good impression he had just met showed his clear attitude of being in harmony with his grudges, which was to give Master Tianzang a face. Chu Tian naturally knew his intention and smiled at the wine glass, "Okay, everything is as the Emperor said."

Tianzang turned around at the right time and smiled faintly: "Young Marshal, can you drink this wine?"

"Sakura huā wine is made of dry steam."

Chu Tian dissipated his polite etiquette and sipped sake and smiled: "I am drunk by the mellow fragrance in my mouth. In addition to the huā fragrance that has not been completely transformed, it also has a trace of coldness when the snow melts. On May 15th, when it is warm and cold, if I guess correctly, it should have been brewed yesterday."

The emperor raised his thumbs up and praised in a hearty laughter: "It's worthy of being the Young Marshal. You can guess everything. This was brewed by Master Tianzang himself yesterday. He said that no matter what grudges the Young Marshal has with Japan, he could decipher white posts and come to Mount Fuji, and that was his most honorable guest."

"So he wants to invite you to drink the coolest cherry wine."

Chu Tian was surprised and turned to Master Tianzang: "Thank you for your kindness."

Master Tianzang did not pay any attention to this little thing. After waved his hand, he pinched the wine glass and leaned down and said, "Young Marshal, your excellence has made me interested. If possible, I want to have a move with you, so that I can see the unparalleled young man's sword technique and experience a wish for twenty years."

Invitation, the most brilliant martial arts event in life.

Although Chu Tian suppressed the idea of ​​drawing his sword to kill Tianzang at the end of the corridor just now, it does not mean that he does not want to fight Tianzang. You must know that he traveled thousands of miles to Mount Fuji. In addition to wanting Tianzang to resolve the grudge between the Supervisor and Japan, he also wanted the two to have a martial arts collision.

But I don’t have the confidence to win at this moment.

Thoughts are twists and turns, and the truth cannot be lingered.

"Young marshal, warriors should pursue their true nature most."

Tianzang seemed to see through what Chu Tian thought: "If you want to fight, just fight!"

Speaking of this, he picked up Chu Tian's hand and pressed it on his heart. When the latter was about to take it back, he had already touched his vital point. Tianzang just smiled and let Chu Tian control his life and death. It seemed that for him, his life and death were just light breeze and dust, and there was no value worth caring about.

But for Chu Tian, ​​as he pressed this palm, he seemed to have entered a wider world and infinite realm. A trace of daze flashed across Chu Tian's face. Unexpectedly, Tianzang's spiritual world was even wider and grander than Mount Fuji, and his fighting spirit instantly roared.

What regrets do you have in this life to be able to fight against such a strong man?

Without more nonsense, Chu Tian stopped and jumped out of the pavilion: "Master, please!"

He held the Hongming sword that never left his body and stood with his head held high. His figure was as solemn as if the mountains in the ground were revealed from the large snow, giving people a strange and unfathomable feeling. The breeze blew over his hair all over his head, and the expression faintly revealed at the corners of his mouth was indescribable.

This made the Emperor's heart tighten: He didn't expect Chu Tian to be so fierce.

"Young Marshal, you are better than the old man back then."

Master Tianzang threw the wine glass on the stone table, raised his body and smiled. His words were as calm as usual, as if what he said was just a trivial matter. Tianzang pursued his original heart and desire, so he was not ashamed of admitting Chu Tian's strength.

He moved his footsteps and stood in front of Chu Tian, ​​flirting with clothes. At this moment, he was just an ordinary person in Chu Tian's senses, without any martial arts cultivation, and felt so fragile. In Chu Tian's vision, Tianzang smiled, stood proudly, with the majesty of the gods.

It looks so powerful, outstanding and extraordinary, and there will be such a powerful difference in vision and feeling. The spiritual impact of this difference is even stronger. Chu Tian is full of temptation to prove it, because Chu Tian has never encountered such a situation before.

Is your vision correct or is it a feeling of deceiving yourself?

Chu Tian exhaled: I believe that when he swung his knife to Tianzang, everything would have an answer.

Master Tianzang stood there as high as a mountain, deep as the sea. Under his slightly white eyebrows were pure and flawless eyes as deep as snow water in deep winter. Black clothes mixed with white silk were rushing under the aura of the mountain wind, and a faint halo was heard on his clean and bright cheeks.

He watched Chu Tian approaching step by step, and he felt Chu Tian’s fighting spirit as solid as a rock.

Master Tianzang actually laughed, and the two of them had their eyes locked in the air.

"Young marshal, please."

The wind rises, the cherry blossoms fall, and the knife is unsheathed!

A sword light rolled up the withered petals all over the ground, which was beautiful in the sunshine. But before the petals fell to the ground, Chu Tian had already burst into flames in front of Tianzang. The Hongming sword instantly landed on the latter's forehead, and the speed was so fast that it was speechless. The Emperor, who was watching the battle, instantly tightened the wine glass in his palm.

He understood why his daughter had to kneel down and ask Tianzang to come out of the mountain.

An enemy like God will naturally have an opponent like God...!~!
Chapter completed!