Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 99: Husband and wife fighting with swords (4000 requests for subscriptions)

Qingshan has the heritage of Qingshan.

The forearm-length Jianlutang sword naturally means that Ye Chaoxi will inherit the position of Jianlutang's sword seat.

And of course Zhou Tian also has the inheritance of Zhou Tian.

However, the few people who know the location of the inheritance do not know that the inheritance rights currently held by them, that is, the holders of the Blood Pestle, have just arrived in Kyoto. Not long ago, their notoriety has been alleviated by two victories over the Great Desolation. The little princess got married to Zhao Chengfeng, the third son from Dangbei Prince's Mansion in Beizhou.

Because no matter how you look at it, there are too many people who are more qualified than Zhao Chengfeng to take over the blood pestle.

For example, the three real people of Lixian Sect, such as Xu Shaofeng on the Dragon Backbone List, such as Wei Tingzhao and Wei Huixu from the third generation of the royal family, and others.

But in the end, the blood pestle still came into Zhao Chengfeng’s hands.

Even taking on this responsibility made him very distressed.

The trouble is divided into two parts.

One is, His Majesty gave him a list not long ago.

There are many young people on the list who are innocent and loyal to Zhou Tian.

Some of them have already entered the court as officials, and many more are still in the four major academies.

If the opportunity is right, Zhao Chengfeng will naturally pass on the inheritance suitable for them on the ancient wall to them. This is the responsibility of the pestle holder.

Another worry is, what path will Zhao Chengfeng take in the future?

As we all know, the Third Prince is not only an archery master, but also has amazing archery skills and is very good at shooting.

He is also a Tiangang, and he once defeated the third prince of Dahuang in four breaths.

But in fact, he is still Zhou Tian's fourth mind master.

But in fact, he can even be a Wanfa, or a sword master, or even a Talisman Master or an Array Master. If he wants to, he may not be able to achieve it even if he works hard for several years.

Because the differentiation of these cultivation paths is mainly derived from the lack of cultivation resources in Kyushu and all over the world in the past hundred years, it is difficult for ordinary practitioners to obtain precious resources, so most of them can only choose one path on the path of cultivation.

And this path has differentiated names such as Tiangang and Archery Master.

But this is certainly not a problem for Zhao Chengfeng, the third prince of Dangbei Palace. He enjoys the top cultivation resources in the world.

Another point that must be mentioned is that among the vast majority of practitioners from all over the world, there are very few people with extraordinary talents.

And what is talent? Putting aside understanding, perseverance, etc., the thing that helps the most in the realm of cultivation must be the ability to control the true essence.

It would be great if this ability is naturally enhanced by talent, but it can also be continuously strengthened through training the day after tomorrow. It is very important whether it is to break through the situation or fight against the enemy.

When breaking through the realm, not to mention the perception of the first realm. From the beginning of the second realm, you need to control the true energy condensed cyclone, not to mention that the third realm requires breaking through the twelve meridians and opening up the large and small meridians.

When facing the enemy, whether it is pouring true energy into weapons, or using spells and fists, the importance of this ability is self-evident.

As for Zhao Chengfeng's ability to control the true energy in his body, he was born with memories from reincarnation. This memory seems to have brought with it the proficiency gained from hundreds of years of hard training in his previous life.

Therefore, he can not only control the true energy in the body like a thin needle, opening up the smallest meridians in the body.

It can also mobilize all the true energy to form a combined force to break through the strongest defensive vein.

Naturally, when he entered the Third Realm to Temper the Yuan earlier, he relied on the top-notch cultivation resources brought by his identity and background, as well as his super ability to control the true energy, to break through the twelve vein gates in order.

The reason why it has never entered the fourth realm is because even if it breaks through all the veins, it can already be transformed into a flawless tempering.

But Zhao Chengfeng felt that it was still not perfect enough.

Because the meridians of the human body are a road network, the twelve meridians are like inns in different places, which can store a large amount of true energy for short-term mobilization and explosion. However, there are major roads and small roads around the inns.

In the past few years, Zhao Chengfeng has unblocked all the meridians in his body that can be called the main roads. The current progress of his practice is to build small roads.

Just like the tiny meridians along the intestinal tract, under internal observation, some are as thin as a hair, and some are fragile. Repairing all of them is a delicate job, but it is by no means a side detail in practice.

Because if there is a battle between practitioners of the same level, if you want to win, surprise must be the best way. And how to surprise may be to use the true energy like a carriage to walk an unexpected path on the road network in the body. shortcut.

There are very few people in Kyushu and around the world who have the conditions and ability to do this.

Therefore, the different paths and names differentiated in this realm have no meaning to Zhao Chengfeng.

The archer needs to break the two-handed Jiquan pulse gate, or at least open up all the roads around the pulse gate, to ensure that the arrow feathers shot are fully accurate.

Tiangang needs to break at least the Chonggong in the arms and the Lifu pulse gate in the legs to ensure close combat strength.

The mind master needs to break through the spiritual center of the head, turn the spiritual consciousness into real thoughts, and kill people with thoughts.

Wanfa needs to break through the ridge hall and wide courtyard to ensure that these two veins can store the most true energy and provide a steady stream of true energy to perform spells.

It is difficult for practitioners in the world to expect to be able to open all the meridians.

Being able to follow a path well is already considered to be a good talent, and it can even be said that at least the background is good. Otherwise, in today's increasingly tight cultivation resources, the first level of Qi Condensation is the destination for the general public.

But Zhao Chengfeng, who is still not satisfied after breaking all the veins and is still building a small road, not only has to face the problem of which road he should take in the future.

In the world under the river, we have to face the ancient wall that Zhou Tian has inherited for thousands of years.

There are sword marks that do not distinguish between chaos, and a sword cuts through the turbidity and turbidity.

It has a knife edge and is full of murderous intent, splitting the world in two.

There is a spear technique that penetrates the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon.

There are also ancient characters, mysterious patterns, and some imaginative splashes of ink.

So the current situation is:

Top notch talent.

Top quality experience.

Encountered the world's top divine power, Qingyun Secret Code, mysterious skills, sword control skills, and all kinds of wonderful methods.

Therefore, Zhao Chengfeng even felt that it would be unjustifiable if he could not become a practitioner who could reach the heavens from all over the world.

And this mentality made him become more cautious

Compared with his pursuit of perfection in the realm of spiritual practice, he opened the twelve chakra gates, opened big roads, and built small roads to lay a perfect and solid foundation. He faced this majestic semicircular ancient wall.

He knew that it was impossible to learn everything.

That bullshit saying about the imperfection of heaven's way does make some sense here.

Therefore, in the past few days, he has been walking around the ancient wall and copying it to understand its secrets. By the way, he used the spiritual energy in his body and did not hesitate to consume a lot of spiritual crystals to draw many pieces of paper. It happened to be used to test and enlighten some young people from Zhoutian. .

It was the same today. After copying a pattern vigorously, he sat cross-legged in front of the ancient wall with some enlightenment, his brows furrowed, and he didn't quite understand that he should build his own combat system.

This system needs to have rich and diverse means of killing enemies at different distances, near, medium, and far, and be able to kill them beyond the enemy's expectations.

It’s just that one path of cultivation may not be comprehensive and comprehensive.

Sometimes simplicity to the extreme may be the right way to go

Thinking of this, Zhao Chengfeng felt that it seemed that he still had not found his own way.

"Ugh"

He sighed.

This life is going so smoothly that I have many choices.

Top talent, top background, plus top-notch cultivation techniques on this ancient wall.

Just like a rich old prostitute who can sleep with all the courtesans in the world, he likes it. Who to choose tonight becomes a problem.

How can this be good?

Zhao Chengfeng didn't know that if his current troubles were known to thousands of practitioners from all over the world, the living would be angry to death, and the dead would be angry to death.

But he was really annoyed.

So, what can be done at this time?

He could only turn around and look at the naked woman chained by four chains in this bubble world.

Solve your worries with powder!

But in the past two days, I have become more and more pink, and I am tired of looking at it.

What else can be done at this time?

We can only look at its full and round shape to soothe our troubles. Zhao Chengfeng watched like this, not forgetting to hold the spiritual crystal in his hand to replenish the true energy in his body.

After feeling that the twelve meridians were full, I started copying again.

Although I don’t know where my path is.

But copying in front of the ancient wall is like reading a book when you are confused.

Although there may not be any answers, it is still better than nothing.

Well.

Zhao Chengfeng frowned when he thought of this.

I thought deeply about whether I was forced by the reputation and pressure of Qingshan Sword Sect.

Still infected by Wei Huanchu.

recent.

No matter what you do, you want to do your best.

And that night, after Zhao Chengfeng returned home after copying ten pages, he naturally saw another bowl of soup in the middle hall.

Today’s soup is winter melon and ginseng soup.

It's quite bland.

It smells pretty good too.

But he really doesn't like soup.

So, I went back to my room and lay down, the sky was bright.

Early the next morning, he wanted to go to the academy to see the beautiful teachers and the students. Zhao Chengfeng, who continued to think about his 'own way', patted his forehead and suddenly remembered that today was the academy's weekly rest period. .

Naturally, he didn't know where to go so he could only have breakfast first.

The bowl of soup from last night went to nowhere, it must have been thrown away.

But when he saw Wei Huanchu, who was getting better and better in recent days and his pretty face was always flushed, he knew where to think.

As a result, a good husband appeared in the prince's mansion.

Wei Huanchu was doing acupuncture in Zhonggu's room, and he sat beside him and chatted with her.

When Wei Huanchu and Liu Meiniang went shopping, he followed them carrying bags and paid all the silver coins.

When Wei Huan first arrived at Uncle Sun's place to sharpen his sword, he just stared at the sky in a daze.

until

"Uncle Sun, I want to learn swordsmanship."

Sitting on a wicker chair, listening to the rhythmic sound of sharpening a knife that was still in his ears just now, Zhao Chengfeng, who was looking at the sky, was already about to fall asleep.

After hearing this, he sat upright.

Then he saw Wei Huanchu sitting on the bench in the sun with a pair of small jade-like hands still holding the back of a knife. His pretty face was a little red, and there were glistening beads of sweat on his temples. He looked at Uncle Sun seriously.

This is certainly not a simple matter.

Because it doesn’t matter whether Uncle Sun’s sword is easy to learn or not, he still has to get started and become a master.

The matter of becoming a disciple is extremely complicated. The identity of the two people also needs to be considered, and it also requires ceremony and grandeur to make it official.

Of course, maybe neither of them cares about this.

But currently, Zhao Chengfeng is a little confused by Wei Huanchu’s words.

Why is she so determined to learn the sword?

Could it be because of poverty?

Too few choices?

cough.

As her friend, her father's friend

Nominal husband-in-law, future life partner,

Zhao Chengfeng, who even felt that Wei Huanchu's name should be on the note given by His Majesty, had to interrupt before Uncle Sun could respond: "Wait a minute!"

Uncle Sun and Wei Huanchu looked at him as if he had just woken up.

Then I heard Zhao Chengfeng say: "I have some paper here. Do you want to take a look at it and then consider whether to learn the sword?"

It's not to dismantle Uncle Sun, but mainly to give Wei Huanchu more choices.

Zhao Chengfeng immediately took out a piece of paper from his arms that had consumed his mind these days, but was also very rewarding for him and had some traces of charm.

Uncle Sun glanced at it and said, "You have to take a look."

So Wei Huanchu took it and looked at two of them, then stopped looking at them carefully and turned back: "Uncle Sun, I still want to learn swordsmanship from you."

Uncle Sun, who had dark skin, nodded in response: "Okay."

Then it seemed like it was settled

Wei Huanchu looked back at Zhao Chengfeng and asked, "Where did all this come from?"

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head and did not answer. He thought that if he explained the matter clearly and said that her father, King Xian, was the previous pestle holder, he did not take his daughter to the bottom of the river when she was in danger. She guessed that Will be stunned.

So he immediately asked: "I have a question. Actually, you can see that there are a lot of people on the paper who know what I am going to say. Why do you just glance at it twice and insist on learning swordsmanship?"

Wei Huanchu blinked his long eyelashes: "Because I just want to learn."

So Zhao Chengfeng was dumbfounded and sat on the wicker chair listening to this nonsense that seemed to be very useful to him.

This afternoon, Wei Huanchu, who really started to learn the sword, held the knife all afternoon without moving, his face was red and he was sweating profusely.

Zhao Chengfeng thought about it all afternoon and figured out which path he wanted to take. He planned to practice swordsmanship.

It's not to merge with the nominal daughter-in-law Sword.

The main thing is to practice swordsmanship, which is what I yearned for in the previous life.

Now that I have deliberately reserved all possibilities before the four realms, why not ride on the wind with my sword and travel around the four seas of Kyushu?

Of course, the third prince, who was very calm, did not shout that I wanted to practice swordsmanship this afternoon.

Instead, after playing with the dog with Wei Huanchu at dusk, he went to the flower boat later in the evening, jumped into the river, and began to copy all the sword marks.

Life just returned to what it was like two days ago.

Zhao Chengfeng Academy, flower boats, entering the river, copying, these four things happen all day long.

Wei Huanchu, on the other hand, does acupuncture, shopping, sharpening and holding knives, teasing dogs to make soup, that's all he does all day long.

The days passed like this day after day.

Recently, there are more and more rumors in Kyoto that the four young geniuses from Kyushu will come here to participate in the Imperial Examination.

Until that day, rumors spread that Ye Chaoxi of Qingshan Sword Sect, who had received the sword of Jianlutang, came down the mountain. The whole city of Kyoto, no, there was only one thing left from then on.

Among the four major academies, students within the three realms.

Who can defeat her?

This is also the day to live according to routine.

At dusk, in front of the central hall of the mansion, Zhao Chengfeng and Wei Huanchu met here every day. Today, neither of them sat around and the other played with their dogs. Instead, they talked about who could defeat Ye Chaoxi of Qingshan Sword Sect.

Zhao Chengfeng said calmly: "I think I can."

Wei Huanchu said calmly: "Actually, I think I can do it too."

Seeing the other person's confident look, he and she said in unison: "How about making signs?"

Then a touch of the setting sun.

The couple made a move for the first time.

The beating was very fierce, and the old yellow dog holding the pocket in his mouth was stunned.

(End of this chapter)