i have a sword fairy

Chapter 444 For Your Eldest Wife, Second Wife Or... That Old Memories Are Delicious
What is the most essential appearance of the world?What about the way of existence?

There will always be a group of pioneers tirelessly exploring and thinking about these metaphysical issues in any place and in any era.

The purest "curiosity" about the essence of the world we live in transcends races, time and space.

In Zhao Rong's eyes.

These metaphysical things were widely called 'truth' in previous lives.

Be sought by a group of philosophers and scientists.

But in this world, its name is 'Avenue'.

Chased by hundreds of schools of thought and thousands of mountaineering monks.

They are all 'catechumens'.

It's just that different worlds have different situations due to different unknown laws.

In the world of Xuanhuang Cultivation, powerful monks may not necessarily be obsessed with the Dao, but worship "power", but the "catechumens" who are obsessed with the Dao and can explore in-depth are all mountain-top powers who reverse yin and yang, grasp the heart and hold the moon.

Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and hundreds of schools of thought are like this.

Obviously, Zhao Xifu, Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others in Xia Chongzhai are now inclined towards 'catechumens'.

This is why Zhao Rong just started throwing out the 'paradox that Achilles can't catch up with the tortoise'.

It's just that he never imagined that their reaction would be so intense, and the subsequent development of the situation would be so uncontrollable...

Originally, Zhao Rong just wanted to say some interesting things casually, 'bluffing' the shopkeeper Zhao to drink a few glasses of Bingniang wine, just like the paradox of color blindness raised earlier.

The truth is, however, that he's actually missing something:
In any place in the three thousand worlds, regarding 'metaphysics', that is, 'Tao', the most important and fundamental exploration...is time and space.

The former is the long river of time commonly referred to on the mountains of Xuanhuangjie, but the monks in this world, the exploration of the essence of the long river of time and space seems to be affected by some factors, which is very difficult, far behind Zhao Rong's previous life .

And tonight, the second paradox he proposed is deeply related to the essence of time and space...

In Duyou City at the ends of the earth, in a remote and old restaurant, when Zhao Rong calmly and firmly stated that 'time and space are not absolutely continuous'.

As if a thunderbolt was thrown on the ground, the audience was silent, and everyone felt deafened.

Before there was a sound of surprise, Zhao Xifu, who had been singing the opposite tune, suddenly spoke and poured wine, which caught everyone off guard...

At this moment, Zhao Rong carefully looked at the glass of clear wine.

I saw the dull orange light in the hall reflected on the water surface in the wine glass, but it was not dazzling, but gave people a feeling of crystal clearness, crystal clear.

Like the mountain spring pouring and jumping beside the mountain road in the forest in the early morning.

In the quiet hall, like everyone else, Zhao Rong looked at it curiously for a while, then raised his eyes, and looked at the shopkeeper who was pouring the wine and the pitch-black jug in his hand.

Zhao Rong remembered that just now he had finished pouring the Bingniang wine inside.

But now why... is there another drink poured out?

"What kind of wine is this?" Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

It turns out that this pitch-black jug also hides a mystery?
Zhao Xifu did not answer, but turned his head, staring at the direction of the door intently.

As if he didn't hear Zhao Rong's words, or... just ignored him.

The shopkeeper looked at the door quietly for a while, then lifted his foot in an instant, left Zhao Rong's side, and walked towards the door.

On the way, he let out a long sigh and muttered with emotion:

"Not continuous... not continuous, can't it be divided again? Oh, is the 'water' in this broken river so it is like this? After so many years of dealing with his grandma, I only figured it out now..."

Zhao Xifu rubbed his face.

At this moment, Zhu Yourong couldn't help but said: "Shopkeeper Zhao, are you saying that Ziyu's words are true?"

Her voice was uncontrollably excited.

Zhao Xifu nodded.

Zhu Yourong got up in an instant, supported the table with both hands, her red lips and white teeth trembled slightly... If the 'paradox' and the answer in Tzuyu's mouth were spread to Tu Nanzhou, I don't know how violent it would be in Jixia Academy !
She couldn't help turning her beautiful eyes to look at the young Confucian scholar who invited them to drink tonight.

Seeing that Zhao Rong was acting nonchalantly, seeing that Zhao Xifu didn't answer him, he was looking at the glass of clear wine curiously.

Zhu Yourong choked slightly... Does this guy know what he did?His paradox and answer reveal the essence of time and space!Even if it is only a 'simple' answer to whether time and space can be infinitely divided, it involves one of the most fundamental characteristics of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

As far as she knows, before today, the sages of all ages in the Xuanhuang Realm held the view of "continuousness" for all things in time and even the long river of time, which can be divided infinitely. This is what everyone can feel subjectively. It is almost obvious. conclusion.

In the past, this conclusion was almost without doubt, but tonight, a certain guy not only raised a paradox to question the continuity of time and space, but also directly gave a firm answer!It directly crossed two steps.

If his words are correct, then if Zhao Rong is now in the Jixia Academy of the "Proven Dao", his words will trigger the visions of heaven and earth, white rainbows piercing the sun, clouds and dragons spewing pearls, and clouds and colorful clouds... It's a pity This is not a place of enlightenment.

The woman in the Confucian shirt with her blue breasts bound, couldn't help taking a deep breath, and took several breaths in succession.

She didn't even have the time to pay attention to the chest pain caused by violent breathing, but her beautiful eyes kept falling on Zhao Rong's body, and her beautiful long eyelashes trembled. She wanted to speak a few times, but she hesitated .

Just when Zhu You's face was shocked, other people also reacted differently.

Although Yu Huaijin didn't have as much knowledge as her teacher, she was vaguely aware of the 'scary' behind this weird paradox and the answer, and she had never seen these views in any books before.

This old-fashioned girl who came all the way to the ends of the earth to study, stared at the young Confucian scholar in front of her who entered the candid hall halfway.

As for Concubine Zhao Lingfei, Su Xiaoxiao, Zhao Qianer, Li Xueyou, Jingzi, etc., because the discussion of Zhao Rong, Zhao Xifu, Zhu Yourong and others on the field was beyond their cognition, so the few women listened in a daze, The expression at the moment is...

I didn't understand it, but I was blown away.

But even if Concubine Zhao Ling, Su Xiaoxiao and others couldn't understand, they were not stupid. They could understand Zhao Xifu and Zhu Yourong's violent reaction after Zhao Rong's words... they were clearly shocked.

So their eyes fell on Zhao Rong one after another, with different expressions.

Su Xiaoxiao's little head turned and turned to think... Well, what is the difference between continuous and non-continuous water in the river at this time? It's strange to be entangled with this light for what?
However, although she couldn't figure it out, she didn't get entangled. Just like other small troubles that popped up in her mind in the past, the little fox demon quickly left her mind behind.

She doesn't understand, but as long as Zhao Lang understands, it's fine.

The little fox demon took a peek at the faces of everyone in the enclosure, secretly happy.

Su Xiaoxiao felt that as long as she could understand whether Zhao Lang was in the limelight, she would be fine.

The little fox demon is no stranger to the reactions and performances of everyone on the field right now, and she really wants to say 'I'm too familiar with this'.

In the debate on Confucianism and Taoism that attracted much attention in Zhongnan Kingdom, Zhao Lang shocked the audience in this way, and won the debate against the Taoist gentleman.

At that time, she was the first to cheer and clap her hands.

And that day in the Liangjing Imperial Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, Zhao Lang talked eloquently, making the uncle in the luxurious and solemn dragon robe bow his head and respectfully address him as 'Mr.

The little fox demon groaned inwardly for a while, then looked sideways at the expression of the woman with autumn eyes on the opposite side.

Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face was a little dazed, looking at the young Confucian scholar who became the focus.

Su Xiaoxiao's fox eyes were bent secretly, like a pair of crescent moons.

She thought to herself: Well, this Zhao Xian... Elder sister, even Zhao Lang is so surprised when he shows his hands casually, it seems that he doesn't often accompany Zhao Lang, and only cares about his own practice.Umm Xiaoxiao accompanied Zhao Lang along the way and experienced a lot, Zhao Lang said... Not being with you is the longest confession of love.

Thinking of this, the joyful smile on the corners of the little fox demon pink's lips gradually faded.

She suddenly wanted to cry... I... my Zhao Lang... originally mine...

Everyone on the field didn't notice Su Xiaoxiao's sudden sad appearance for a while, and all their attention was on Zhao Rong.

Zhu Yourong wanted to raise his hand to grab Zhao Rong's sleeve.

It's like sometimes when I was writing with him in Yi Lanxuan's study in private, she encountered a bad handwriting, and after he thought about it for a while, he raised his pen and wrote it casually. Zhu Yourong happily reached out and grabbed his sleeve, asking this friend to quickly teach her Same.

He would always have a smile on his lips, begging for a fight... like an enemy...

Right now, just as Zhu Yourong was about to raise his hand, he quietly put it down again, and said to Zhao Rong, "Ziyu, you said that you read it from a certain miscellaneous book, where is that book, have you really forgotten?" Yet."

Just as Zhao Rong wanted to nod in a serious manner, Zhao Xifu chuckled and squinted at Zhao Rong, with an expression of "Who are you kidding, you have a fart miscellaneous book".

Seeing this, Zhu Yourong pursed her lips, and also remembered that this enemy likes to play tricks and fool people, and sometimes people don't know whether his words are true or not.

Bad Ziyu, what time is she still pretending to me... She was a little puffed up, and glared at the blinking Zhao Rong.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, don't talk nonsense, I didn't lie to you, I read it in a miscellaneous book." Zhao Rong felt the need to reiterate, um, it's just that this miscellaneous book is not in the Xuanhuang Realm...

Everyone didn't believe it either, they only said that he was modest.

Zhao Xifu glanced at the glass of wine in front of Zhao Rong and sneered.

Zhao Rong coughed and didn't explain much.

He pointed to the glass of wine that was as clear as a spring:

"What kind of wine is this? It can't be... Uncle, you are too polite, which one of us is with whom. Qingjun borrowed Guizhai's kitchen to cook tonight. You have bothered you too much, and now uncle can't help it and is firm." Unwaveringly and unshirkably taking out the treasured wine, this is too... um, is this a summer worm or a song master?"

Zhao Rong was speaking sincerely, but the next second his expression changed, and he asked curiously. "It's not disgusting, it's just curious."

"..." Zhao Xifu felt that if he stayed with this brat any longer, he would suffer from twitching of the corners of his eyes... Ah bah, we don't know anyone, don't let me know.

He said blankly: "It's yours. You'll know it after drinking it, don't ask me."

The shopkeeper came to the closed wooden door, looked up at the clock hanging on the door, and glanced outside the door through the hole in the screen window of the wooden door.

Zhao Rong nodded, picked up the wine glass, and wanted to drink it.

"and many more."

The sword spirit in the heart lake suddenly said.

"He's shaking you, it's useless for you to drink, and even...may be harmful."

Zhao Rong asked seriously, "What kind of wine is this?"

Gui was quiet for a moment, "This place is probably a rare place for enlightenment."

Zhao Rong froze in his heart.

Jian Ling said in a deep voice, "Give it to your eldest lady or second lady, or that old friend."

Zhao Rong was stunned for a while, "Xiao Xiao?"

"No, it's the small one. It's the one with the biggest breasts and the most dignified look."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched violently, and couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart:
"Can you fucking stop making such jokes, the relationship between me and Zhu Yourong is not what you imagined, we are normal teachers and students, the relationship is also teacher and friend, don't stain us with your dirty thoughts!"

He was a little pissed.

"Heh, teachers and students... It's not like I haven't seen this kind of thing before. Don't all of you scholars like this kind of tone, besides female teachers, there are also teachers' wives and so on..." Gui disdains.

"Shut up. I can't talk to you, so don't talk nonsense."

"Normal teachers and students, would they still write quietly in the other party's hands in public?" Jian Ling wondered, "Is this asking for your advice? Scholars really know how to play, even flirting so elegantly, this time I wrote it in the palm of my hand, where will I write it next time?"

"I..." Zhao Rong.

Wait, why does I feel like you know everything, a shit sword spirit?
The two just communicated quickly in a few breaths, and Zhao Rong's face quickly turned black.

Gui thought for a while, and said in a firm tone: "According to my experience, if you two continue flirting like this, sooner or later you will get together..."

Without waiting for it to finish speaking, Zhao Rong left Xinhu and ignored the Poison Tongue Sword Spirit.

In the next second, he moved.

At this time, in the sight of everyone else, Zhao Rong suddenly stopped when he picked up the wine glass after hearing Zhao Xifu's words.

Then his eyes drooped, he was quiet for a few breaths, then he raised his eyes suddenly, and handed the wine glass to Concubine Zhao Ling without saying a word.

"Qingjun, drink it."

Zhao Rong said seriously.

Concubine Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment, shook her head, and wanted to push back, "Brother Rong, I told you, if you don't drink this wine, you drink it..."

"Qing Jun." Zhao Rong interrupted softly.

At the door, Zhao Xifu, who turned his back to everyone and folded his chest to look outside, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly, wanting to ask.

Zhao Rong was harboring a certain kind of conjecture in his heart, and his thoughts became more and more intense. He stared at Concubine Zhao Ling's beautiful eyes seriously, narrowed his eyes and repeated:
"Drinked."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her glass without hesitation, raised her head, and drank the glass of clear spring water in one gulp.

The girl with autumn eyes was immediately cute.

All this happened in an instant.

Just as everyone reacted, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was in sight, had already put down her wine glass.

She put down the wine glass lightly. At this moment, the bottom of the wine glass was only a few centimeters away from the table surface.

next second.

The glass touches the table.

"Knock———!"

It was a loud bang!It was like knocking on everyone's foreheads, making people's teeth tremble.

No one spoke.

For a moment, the sound of the falling cup echoed back and forth in the dim orange-lit hall, just like a morning bell oscillating for the first time in the morning on the top of a mountain, welcoming a round of bright morning sun.

At the spot where everyone's eyes gathered, Concubine Zhao Ling sat upright with her waist straight, and her plain hand holding the cup slowly let go.

Under her hands, the wine glass that contained a certain wine was turned into powder.

Silently.

At this time, the tavern was closed and there was no wind, and everyone breathed even more gently.

The powder turned into the wine glass rose up with the wind, spun upwards, drew the trajectory of the whirlwind, and then scattered.

However, when a part of the powder flew over about a foot in front of Concubine Zhao Lingfei's right shoulder, it seemed to have encountered some transparent obstacles...

The powder vaguely outlined the appearance of a small sword.

It's just that in a short time, the powder has dispersed.

The sword disappeared.

Before everyone opened their eyes and took a closer look, a small handleless sword appeared a foot above Zhao Lingfei's left shoulder.

It is exquisite and translucent, slender and pocket-sized, like a slender girl.

Zhao Rong is very familiar with this sword. It is the physical sword of Qingmei's natal flying sword Qingmei in Qingjun's heart lake. However, Qingjun seems to have not collected special materials and completely forged it, so he rarely takes it out.

However, at this moment, under a series of astonished gazes, Qingmei appeared, and... shook with all her might!
Zheng-!
Qingmei's clear sword cry seemed to be joyful, like... a welcome.

In the next second, a sword cry that was clearer than that of Qingmei sword suddenly resounded through Xia Chongzhai.

Zheng———!
The mortal Li Xueyou couldn't help covering her ears, and then her hand was lightly held by the frowning Yu Huaijin.

At the same time as this strange sword sound suddenly appeared, the two sword cultivators in Xia Chong Zhai, except for the woman with autumn eyes, immediately moved...

Zhao Xifu, who hadn't touched the sword for a long time, turned around slowly, crossing his chest.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly got up from her seat and said excitedly, "Miss!"

Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her lips quietly, as if she didn't hear them, and didn't go to see them.

The woman with autumn eyes lowered her head, looking calmly at the slender hand that had just held the cup, a little fuzzy.

She turned her head suddenly, and said seriously to her husband:

"Looks like... I'm waiting again."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows... again?

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PS: four thousand seven...

(End of this chapter)