The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 173 Seal of the Sword Emperor

  The night is dead.

  Zhao Changhe lay on the bed, watching the process of fighting with the sword guard displayed on the gold leaf in a daze.

  I don’t even know if I have thought about the actual picture.

  The mind is full of Tang Wanzhuang's surprised expression after sending Sisi back to Tang Wanzhuang and explaining her thoughts to her, which is so obvious in her always calm.

  Only speaking from the perspective of diplomatic united front, this is not the brain circuit that ordinary Jianghu people would have. This is what a prince does, and he is also a prince who is willing to consider for the country.

   But Zhao Changhe knew that he just wanted to help Tang Wan make up a little bit, and the weak shoulders were too tired.

  People are very strange, the more she insisted, Zhao Changhe dared to say that he would have turned his back and ran away long ago; but he was so arrogant, didn't say anything, let you decide, but Zhao Changhe accepted it and felt that he should do something.

   Sigh.

Another thing...Although he resents Sisi's behavior and doesn't intend to continue to have any interaction, he is serious about "cutting off kindness and justice", but in fact, his anger is lighter than Sisi's imagination, and it doesn't appear often in the past at all. The head-on feeling of rage and rage.

  It has nothing to do with Sisi, it is still because of Tang Wanzhuang.

   It must be admitted that the cultivation of blood evil kung fu has more or less affected his temperament. Zhao Changhe reflected on his many previous performances, and he was indeed a little irritable and irritable.

  The peace of mind of that song is still effective all day long. I always feel that my heart is like a flat lake without ripples. Whether it is anger or desire, it is very light.

During the entire process of exploring the tomb, and even now, Zhao Changhe felt a sense of detachment, as if he was watching what he was doing, so he observed more carefully, and all the details were like the moon reflecting water, but he was less involved in the drama and had little emotion .

  This is peace of mind.

Light anger, no desire, forget it, not even the feeling of regret, nor the sense of intimacy brought by Qiao Xiaoqianxi who once fought side by side, Zhao Changhe always feels that watching Sisi tonight is like looking at a stranger It seems that you can use the calmest state of mind to make a decision to think from the scope of the empire.

  Although it may be an exaggeration to say so, it is not so outrageous, but it is probably a bit like this.

   I don’t know if Sisi would think it would be better to get angry and beat her up, or would it be better to be like this now?

  Tang Wanzhuang's calm demeanor, maybe this is how it came about? Has she been looking at everything around her with a very detached attitude? So I always feel that the intersection with her is too businesslike.

  It may be quite difficult for this kind of woman to have the urge to talk about love. No wonder this kind of man is not in the mood to talk about marriage in his twenties.

   So far, the thing that has broken her defense the most is the magical Tang Buqi...

  In any case, her study of qin music, calligraphy and painting is really meaningful and should continue.

   Forget it, don’t think about it for now, and talk to her when we meet tomorrow.

  The battle with the sword guard on the gold foil is not of much research value, after all, he is a "dead corpse" person with little sense. Watching this kind of low-sense battle situation in the replay has little significance for self-correction and improvement. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you can still watch it, but now there is a sword seal.

Zhao Changhe took out the sword seal. It was a small sword that looked like it was carved from jade. Its material was unknown. It exuded an extremely strong sword intent, and you could feel various intents with just a little perception. Come to mind, as vast as the deep sea and incomparably broad, this is a typical seal of inheritance.

It can be seen that, according to different people's cultivation level, different people's understanding of swordsmanship, different temperament and style, each person may get different gains from this sword seal, and realize different swordsmanship and sword intent , take its corner.

  Sisi said that this can be regarded as the general outline of swordsmanship in the world, which is a little exaggerated, but it also fits the positioning. If she takes it back to the clan and lets everyone learn her own swordsmanship, the strength of the clan may really be improved; now it is the same for Zhen Mosi, Tang Wanzhuang can cultivate more swordsman seeds, which is of great significance.

   But Zhao Changhe has something to worry about, so he doesn't need to comprehend any suitable swordsmanship by himself... He doesn't even want to learn swordsmanship.

  He took out the gold leaf and put it together with the sword seal.

   Gradually, the gold foil shone softly, enveloping the sword seal and Zhao Changhe together.

  Zhao Changhe suddenly felt a sense of "falling into a dream".

  The scene in front of me changed completely, as if on the top of a steep and dangerous mountain, an old man in a white robe sat cross-legged.

  Suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, an ancient sword shadow pierced the sky and went straight thousands of miles away.

   With a bang, a mountain in the distance was razed to the ground, mountains and rivers collapsed, and waves surged to the sky.

  The shadow of the sword reappeared, the raging sea separated, and a deep gully appeared. The violent waves swept from the left and right, but they could not break through the barrier of the crossing sword energy, and the sea was divided into two halves.

  One sword breaks mountains, one sword divides seas.

   This is just a mere finger, and no one else has moved yet!

Jian Huang!

  In the world where gods and demons were rampant in the last era, there is an existence that can be called emperor with a sword!

   This is the inheritance brand he left in the sword seal, which is manifested by the heavenly scriptures. It does not need to be comprehended or analyzed. The sword emperor himself will demonstrate it to you!

  The sword shadow flew back, and the old man stood up, holding a long sword, and slowly began to demonstrate the simple sword technique of the evil sword that day.

Zhao Changhe had a rough look at this sword technique before going to bed, and tried to use it to fool the sword guard in the mausoleum, but he could only get the shape, mainly because the sword technique embodied by the evil sword made people feel very flat and vertical. What is the value of learning.

  But this moment was used by the Sword Emperor himself, Zhao Changhe felt his heart beating wildly.

  What is horizontal and vertical simple...

  The horizontal line is like the line connecting the water and the sky, breaking the boundary between the sky and the people.

   That vertical line is the distance between the mountains and the sea, cutting the continental shelves of the continents.

  The endless mysteries are all in it, and all the changes are finally merged into the original horizontal and vertical.

  Is this more than just a sword?

  The same goes for knives!

  From the avenue to simplicity, back to the basics, is it so.

  Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered the beginners in the cottage back then, turning around and chopping countless times, splitting wooden piles countless times, over and over again, still the same.

   It's a pity that this is not a basic sword technique, but a highly concentrated sword technique that contains infinite swordsmanship. Zhao Changhe knew that he couldn't learn it, understand it thoroughly, or use it.

  Lack of too much accumulation, this is at least something that can only be honed and summarized after learning thousands of sword skills and fighting all kinds of opponents.

  The figure of the sword emperor changed, diverging from simple sword moves, and gradually began to demonstrate countless different sword techniques, from beginners to advanced, and then to high-end sword techniques, there are hundreds of thousands of them.

  Zhao Changhe remembered silently. He felt that the process of sorting out these sword skills was a process of learning the principles of martial arts, and it was also a process of making great progress in his own sword skills, which benefited him a lot.

  ...

   Early the next morning.

  When Tang Wanzhuang arrived at the guest house, Zhao Changhe had gotten up early to practice swords as usual.

  Tang Wanzhuang looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you have any idea of ​​practicing swordsmanship as well?"

Zhao Changhe didn't stop the sword, and answered while practicing: "Maybe it's because of the high quality of swords in the world? People who can give me advice, such as Yue Hongling and Ni, are all swordsmanship, but I have never been taught by anyone. Including this time, the inheritance of the sword seal is really good, but unfortunately I can't use it much."

   "Your tone, you still don't mean to learn swords?"

   "Well, I can't chew too much. I started late, and I have already lost too much time compared to others. I can't waste it on learning other weapons."

Tang Wanzhuang nodded, continued to look at it for a while, and then said: "Sisi is under the mausoleum, instructing Zhenmensi to explore everywhere, and she has put forward very useful opinions on how to re-seal—she is too familiar with the things of the last era .”

   "There's nothing wrong with it, right?"

   "No, she is very honest."

   "Don't trust her, she is too good at acting."

  Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head to look at Zhao Changhe's expression. Zhao Changhe concentrated on practicing the sword without expression.

  Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help laughing: "Is it true that you have broken up with her?"

   "Of course, I didn't make a fool of myself. If I cheated on me, would I still be a friend? Just do business. Her knowledge and the special items of the Elder Race will be useful to you."

   "Just for me?" Tang Wanzhuang's expression almost read: This is your country.

  Zhao Changhe didn't answer this question, but instead asked: "What restrictions did you give her?"

  Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "My spring water ban. Do you want to learn it? It can be used on other girls in the future."

  Zhao Changhe felt that Tang Wanzhuang's attitude was a little weird today, so he finally put away the knife, stepped forward to approach Tang Wanzhuang, and looked left and right.

"What are you doing?"

   "I'm looking to see if Sisi is pretending."

   "I'm just in a good mood." Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "I always want to reward you with something, but I don't know what you want."

  Zhao Changhe squinted at her for a while, then suddenly said, "Do you know what annoys me the most about you?"

"Um?"

   "It's this kind of tone and mentality that the elders look at the juniors, and the superiors treat the subordinates, so I really want to break it and see what you look like when you are shy."

  Tang Wanzhuang was a little helpless: "You are not chivalrous, it is very bad."

   "Whoever told you that I am chivalrous, I am also a gangster." Zhao Changhe said badly: "If you want to reward me, then I will offer a reward."

   Tang Wanzhuang had an ominous premonition, and she took a step back unconsciously: "What?"

   "Continue to teach me how to play the piano today, the one with hands." Zhao Changhe even added a sentence: "I'm not sure if I will touch it on purpose."

  Tang Wanzhuang stood there with a strange and silly expression.

  You... teasing me?

  (end of this chapter)