Taigu, the first, female, Sword Emperor.

At this moment, Zhao Rong was holding the Thundering Purple Gold Furnace in both hands, standing silently under the moon.

He chewed it carefully.

He had a rough idea of ​​what kind of person the Sword Emperor was.

Sword cultivators are known for their killing power, and the Sword Emperor even surpasses the average ancient emperor.

Jiang Taiqing, the second-generation emperor of the human race, was a sword cultivator who became emperor. He was also regarded by later generations as the most proud man of the entire Xuanhuang human race. Some books called Jiang Taiqing the most powerful human cultivator of all time, an ancient powerful being who could rival or even surpass the mythological era.

It’s all because he is a sword cultivator, he is the Sword Emperor.

Therefore, it is easy to imagine how difficult it is for a sword cultivator to become an emperor.

As for the ancient times, that was the time when the human race had not yet reached the top, and there were thousands of races standing side by side.

And a woman from an unknown race could, with the help of a three-foot sword, trample on the heads of men of all races, stand above thousands of living beings, and prove her integrity and become an emperor.

The achievements and difficulty are as high as the sky.

And being a man of her generation is indeed a different kind of sadness.

"Li Ji." Zhao Rong murmured softly.

Gui said in a playful tone, "Why, you admire me so much already?"

Then it said with regret: "Alas, what a pity, I am not from the same era as Master Zhao, otherwise I would have been won over by Master Zhao with just one look, and even gave up my position as the Lord of the Moon, and ran down from the Moon Palace without hesitation, and threw myself into Master Zhao's arms."

Zhao Rong said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense. I want to write it down and use it to encourage Su Xiaoxiao and set an example for that girl. Don't live in a muddleheaded way all day long."

Zhao Rong nodded. "I've already made up the chicken soup story. Well, Li Ji was also a silly little girl when she was young. She was lazy and gluttonous, and she didn't practice cultivation. She liked to listen to love stories. As a result, one day she met a big brother who was as warm and handsome as me. After some earnest teachings, she suddenly came to her senses and gritted her teeth to decide to turn over a new leaf, change her past, and become a new person... Wait, is she a human?"

"No, she is a woman from the ancient Li tribe. Okay, stop talking nonsense!" Gui was a little angry when he heard that Zhao Rong made up such a story about the person who was his role model when he practiced sword in his childhood.

"Li Ji, is this her real name? Why doesn't it feel like a name?"

"No, Li Ji is the name of a group of people."

Gui Qingqing said: "The ancient Li tribe is a descendant of the Moon Palace. Every certain period of time, a group of Li women will be sent to the Nine Heavens Moon Palace to be slaves and maids. Among this group of people, only a very small number of women can be selected. As for those who are not selected, they can never go back. The women who are selected will only become the lowest-ranking maids in the Moon Palace... This group of Li maids are called Li Ji, and Li Di was once one of them..."

"Apart from Emperor Li, only Li Ji can be called her."

"Emperor Li has no name or surname, and her birth and death years are unknown. In that era, women did not have surnames or official names unless they were of extremely noble status. They only had nicknames known to their relatives and husbands. This was the case with Emperor Li, but her nickname is no longer known."

"After she became emperor, because of her noble status, no one dared to call her by her name, so her name was no longer necessary, so..."

"Looking at Emperor Li's life, she is ultimately just a nameless person."

Gui's voice was gentle. At this moment, it was looking through Zhao Rong's brow chakra, at the bright moon that had hidden countless stories of the gods in the sky and witnessed countless joys and sorrows of the world.

It remembered practicing sword when it was young. Although it was the best in the family, it was not recognized. The family elders placed all their hopes of revitalizing the family on those who were not as good as it. They did not think that it could lead the family to new heights. In their eyes, it would eventually become an outsider.

It remembered that it had completed its studies in the Four Prefectures of Taiqing and tied the fastest Jindan realm record for the human race, but this did not bring it much happiness, but instead brought it more troubles.

It saw jealousy and passion in the eyes of its companions, and what it saw in the eyes of its teachers was not pride and relief, but satisfaction and pity, just like looking at a carefully crafted piece of merchandise that would eventually be sold at a good price!

If it weren’t for that woman in the end.

If that woman hadn't taken on the fate of being a "goods" for it, its sword would never have been able to resound above the nine heavens again! Its path would never have been able to become another peak of the Xuanhuang Sword Path!

It became the sharpest sword in the family, cutting off all obstacles that blocked its progress!

It finally led the family to an unprecedented height, a scenery that even its once admired ancestors had never seen.

But after experiencing the world, I suddenly look back.

But it discovered that the most important relative to it, the woman who replaced its destiny, was not happy!

It felt like it had lost everything.

Zhao Rong was speechless when he saw it fall silent after it finished speaking. Gui seemed to know a lot about Li Ji.

He looked down at the bright moon at the bottom of the stove, freed one hand, and slowly reached into the stove. Seeing that Gui did not dissuade him, he continued to reach out his hand and lightly touched the bright moon in the stove with his fingertips.

It felt slightly cool where I touched it, and the next moment my fingers passed through and touched the cold furnace wall below.

This "bright moon" is as illusory as a mirage.

Zhao Rong suddenly withdrew his hand because he felt a slight tingling in his fingertips. After taking his hand out, his fingertips felt slightly numb. The electric shock feeling came from the lightning patterns on the furnace wall.

The Tingni Purple Gold Furnace bathed in moonlight seemed to be quietly refining elixir at this moment.

Gui suddenly asked, "Do you know what I like most about Li Ji?"

Zhao Rong didn't say anything because he knew that it just wanted to find someone to confide in and didn't need him to answer.

"No matter how much injustice fate has inflicted on her, no matter how heavy the responsibilities her race and family have given her without hope, no matter how cold the light of the Nine Heavens Cold Palace is, no matter how her relatives and clansmen do not believe that a little girl like her can complete such an illusory mission, no matter if one more step forward would mean eternal damnation... she is still fearless, without regrets, and will fight it all off with one sword."

"This is her way of swordsmanship," it murmured to itself.

"This is her way of swordsmanship," it said loudly.

"This is the sword art of the first female sword emperor of Xuanhuang, the strongest Taiyin Star Lord in the history of the Ancient Moon Palace!"

Zhao Rong stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, and was about to speak, but suddenly he heard a dripping sound and felt his fingers become cold.

He looked down and suddenly found that there was a milky white handprint on the furnace body. It was gradually melting and dripping milky white liquid along the furnace wall.

Zhao Rong stretched out his two fingers and pinched it curiously. It was dense and... warm.

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered the bloody handprint, which was at this location!

So the milky white handprint under the moonlight now is the bloody hand, and the milky white liquid is... the blood of that unknown person!

At this moment, the palm of his left hand was covered with warm milky white blood. He stared blankly as drops of blood dripped from between his fingers, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, without staining anything.

Zhao Rong's hair stood on end immediately, and he subconsciously wanted to drop the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace, but Kegui's voice stopped him.

"It's okay... I was right. The owner of this bloody handprint is a descendant of the ancient Li clan. This is the blood of the Moon Palace descendants, and it will react with moonlight. You must catch the blood now, otherwise it will melt and dissipate in the moonlight. This is the last ingredient to complete the Li Ji Sword Pill."

Zhao Rong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, as he thought he had encountered some strange incident.

He quickly put down the Thundering Purple Gold Furnace, took out a porcelain bottle, and poured all the thick milky white liquid that looked like mercury into the bottle.

Zhao Rong shook the bottle, not knowing whether the owner of the bloody hand was the alchemist, or... was used as an alchemy material by the alchemist.

Zhao Rong asked curiously, "What is the use of Li Ji Sword Pill?"

Gui had just recovered from the memories he had just recalled. He felt a little depressed and his tone was a little unhappy.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The Li Ji Sword Pill is a rare item made from the physical objects that were manifested by the sword laws scattered around when Li Ji became an emperor. Strictly speaking, it is not a pill to be swallowed. It is somewhere between the real and the unreal. Its function is to... permanently improve the grade of the sword cultivator's natal flying sword."