The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 807 Still a boy

Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in the former bridal chamber, looking at Ying Wusong's introductory skills and meditating.

 For the secret realm that Ying Wu invited him to fight in, he was just here to fight, and there was no need to study the space before setting off. But Ying Wu still let himself learn it first. It was not for this battle, but clearly to help him deal with Jiuyou in the future.

Because the space around Jiuyou must be chaotic. If you don't learn the way of space, you won't be able to find anyone in a hundred years, let alone one month.

 But the place Ying Wu wants to fight has nothing to do with Jiuyou or anything else. These are two different things. Why should you teach yourself these first instead of helping him finish his battle?

 The only possibility is that Ying Wu may not be sure of coming out alive. This is because he is worried that he will be trapped in it, so he has settled all the funeral arrangements in advance.

 If this is the case, it means that Ying Wu knew what he would face in this battle, and seemed to be prepared to die.

As for... With his current combat power at the top of the rankings, and the hidden Ying Wu himself, who is his opponent that will make him prepare to die? Since it's so difficult, why don't you wait until you continue to practice to a higher level before going there? What's the rush? And since it's so difficult, why don't you call for reinforcements? When your wives come, you won't be afraid to swarm them and beat anyone.

  Could it be that, like him, he had a reason to go now, and someone had made an agreement with him to come alone, or could only bring one helper or something?

 Ying Wu should have his story...

No matter what the story is, since he is so loyal, he will not let him make the same mistakes as Yuxuli's magical power even if he risked his own life.

Longque was stunned for a moment: "That's right. Who to kill?"

Zhao Changhe: "Didn't I say something very progressive? Why am I getting old?"

 Where did you learn the word scumbag?

 No, can this word be used in our relationship? Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I really have something important to do with Xinghe. Why are you jealous here? How about dad playing with you after the war is over?"

Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, and his mind entered the Galaxy Sword again.

  The Dragon Bird Sword began to shake: "Scumbag!"

 Zhao Changhe: "?"

Zhao Changhe was a little helpless: "There will always be a time when the battle is over... Well, shouldn't you be the most interested in fighting? In the past, you would jump out and kill people even if you had nothing to do. I couldn't stop you. Should I kill Tiemu?" Are you just showing off?"

Zhao Changhe couldn't answer Shaodao's question and turned to look at his left hand. Xinghe's eyes were as dark as ink and he was being carried there quietly without struggling or speaking.

Longque said: "You have wars every day, with only a small amount of time at intervals. You also have to spend time with a group of women. It's like rushing to the market. When will it be your turn to accompany us?"

Zhao Changhe put her down and rubbed her face with his hands: "Why don't you talk? You were quite talkative last time?"

Long Que tilted her head and looked at him for a long time: "You are... so old now."

The sword spirit and the master are of the same mind, and it seems that they will be greatly influenced by the master's subtle influence. When I am warlike, the sword spirit will be belligerent. Now that I am a little tired and just want to spend more time with my family, the sword spirit seems to be no more. So belligerent, I began to envy the company.

There were two little girls fighting inside. Not surprised, Zhao Changhe stepped forward and lifted the two of them apart with one hand: "Let's just fight when we have nothing to do. Now that we are about to fight a fierce battle, we should recharge our batteries and save some strength."

Zhao Changhe rubbed her head: "This time we only drink the blood of the ancient demon gods. What does Temur mean? The end of my Dragon Bird's war is still far away. One day, the sky will be split."

 Look how cute this is.

"Don't use metaphors if you don't know how to compare them." Zhao Changhe threw her back into his knife: "I have never seen anyone who doesn't like gentleness and seeks scolding by himself. Isn't it better now?"

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

"Because it was dad who asked me for things, I talked a lot. Who wants to make noise like a broken knife." Xinghe said directly: "Dad seems to be able to sense space."

Of course, it is also possible that it was because he repeatedly looked for Xinghe but not Longque, and finally the baby who felt the favoritism couldn't stand it anymore. Without comparison, it wouldn't matter if it lay in the ancestral hall with a knife for more than ten years. With comparison, it would be caused harm.

“You used to argue with me like a child, but now you speak so softly that it makes people feel like a bedbug. What’s annoying is that I can still feel that I mean what I say.”

Long Que folded his arms and sat cross-legged in the air angrily: "It won't affect our strength when we fight. You are just here to accompany Xinghe, and you don't care about me. You are so partial, you scumbag."

“Yes, I have done some introductory skills to see if I can study some of the meanings in the sword and how to use it.”

"I am a sword. My abilities do not include space docking applications like that Ying Wu. I am used to kill people."

 “I want someone who kills people.”

Xinghe's small hand grabbed Zhao Changhe's big hand that was rubbing her face, and said vaguely: "I am a sword, not dough."

Just as Zhao Changhe was about to reply, the stars in front of him "disappeared", leaving only the vast night sky, boundless and thick.

　These adjectives are actually all about space.

Hmm...if you think of kneading dough as a change of space, there seems to be nothing wrong with it...

Zhao Changhe closed his eyes, his mind merged with the night sky, and hints of realization emerged in his heart.

 …

When leaving the seclusion, I saw Ying Wu standing at the edge of this space, stepping on the lake with his hands behind his hands and looking at the gray barrier outside, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Zhao Changhe came out of seclusion. Ying Wu seemed to feel something and looked back: "So fast? Is there anything you don't understand that you need to ask?"

 “No, basically mastered.”

Ying Wu was stunned: "Basically mastered?"

“Well, of course, if you say how proficient you are, it’s obviously far behind that of Fifth Brother.”

"No, what have you mastered?" Ying Wudao said: "You have only been in seclusion for less than half an hour. This thing is space. It is space, not basic sword skills."

 “No matter how much it is useless, it must be realized through actual combat.”

 Ying Wu: “?”

 Does what I teach you involve the secrets of practical combat?

 “You said this is your bridal chamber?”

"yes."

“So is it because your wedding is so fast?”

Zhao Changhe's face was expressionless: "If it were the speed of the wedding, the bride could be killed in half an hour. You haven't tried it, and it's not your fault for being ignorant." Ying Wu's expression disappeared.

"Okay." Zhao Changhe put his arm around Ying Wu's shoulders: "I have help, I can't just walk on my own, right?"

Ying Wu was carried staggeringly to the side, then pushed forward and entered another space bridge, and Zhao Changhe followed behind.

 “Have you really figured it out?” This move really made Ying Wu feel like he was falling into a dream: “What kind of support can help with the awareness of space?”

 “My daughter.”

Ying Wu: “???”

“Tell me, who is your opponent? Do you want to wait for my wives to come and beat them up together?”

"No, sometimes having more people is not necessarily a good thing." Ying Wu calmed down and said slowly: "There is a risk ahead. If you stop here, I won't blame you."

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly and said nothing in reply.

The two of them passed through several spaces in silence and reached the last edge. Ying Wu pressed his hands on the void and whispered: "I told you before that I have a secret method that can use existing spaces to find the original adjacent space. Another piece of it, and built a passage. But the two adjacent pieces cannot be too far apart now, otherwise it will exceed the ability of perception... So I need to search a lot of known secrets to explore more."

 Zhao Changhe said "hmm".

"Currently, none of the secret realms I know is where Jiuyou is, so if you entrust me to find Jiuyou, I won't be able to find it. As for the area in front of me that I haven't entered yet, I can find the adjacent one based on the existing secret realms. The last piece of it. Only by mastering this piece can you continue to explore more new things through it, and only then can it be possible to help you find Jiuyou."

 “You’ve already said it, why bother repeating it.”

"Do you believe me if I say this? What if I am trying to kill you?"

“As long as you are willing to say it Ying Wu, I will believe it.”

Ying Wu laughed: "Then come in and murder me."

 After speaking, he stepped forward and entered the space bridge.

It seems that the process of talking just now is to build a bridge. Of course, it cannot be built in advance, otherwise it would be ridiculous if the other side counterattacks and invades.

Zhao Changhe also admires this ability. His so-called "basic mastery" really does not allow him to construct a long-distance different-dimensional space channel in just a few words without any fuss.

 After walking through the passage and arriving at a brand new place, Zhao Changhe was immediately excited and his hair stood on end.

 This is a world of ice and snow. The entire environment is pure white and icy blue. It is almost blinding at first glance and cannot see anything clearly. The temperature was extremely low. Zhao Changhe didn't know how long it had been since he had felt the cold. However, now that he was practicing this kind of practice, he felt very cold. It was so cold that all his flesh and blood froze, and his soul was frozen. .

At the same time, the soul has a feeling of extreme boredom, as if an ancient **** is whispering in the ear. Various mental attacks can make people insane, inexplicable hallucinations, countless negative feelings, endless It grows and spreads in my heart, almost making me want to go crazy.

This is just the beginning, this is just the edge of space!

 The edge is like this, what happens when you get to the middle?

 No wonder Ying Wu said that having more people is not necessarily a good thing. Since he can sense space, he can naturally detect the general attributes inside. This is a problem for the entire area, not a specific enemy. No matter how many people you have, each one has to carry it on his own, making it difficult to take care of each other. If someone is damaged by neglect, it will be regrettable.

  But it stands to reason that this is the most suitable place for Sanniang.

I won’t mention the fact that ice is water. What’s more important is that this very strong mental invasion is completely consistent with what I felt when I was in the sea. The King of the Sea is like this.

It's just that the sea is too big. Although the Sea Emperor is strong, the mental fluctuations covering the entire sea are diluted a lot; when fighting against the Octopus Water Man, it was just a puppet possessed. The Sea Emperor himself has always been afraid of Xia Longyuan's prying eyes and has not taken action personally. So much so that even Zhao Changhe, who was relatively poor in this area, could withstand the mental attack at that time.

The size of this secret realm is unknown for the time being. Anyway, it cannot be bigger than the sea. The coverage area is small, and the intensity increases ten thousand times, making Zhao Changhe's current practice a little unbearable.

 In short, the attributes are very consistent with the overseas experience. With Sanniang's current status as the Sea Emperor, it is most suitable to come here. Ying Wu and Sanniang are obviously members of the same family, so why not let Sanniang help?

“Are you confused? Why didn’t I invite Sanniang here?” Ying Wu’s voice came from beside him.

Zhao Changhe turned around and saw that Ying Wu's face was a little green. It was obvious that the extreme cold here made Ying Wu's practice a little unbearable and he was suffering.

“This is the extreme north of the original heaven, and it has its own mysteries. If I guess correctly, the ancient Xuanwu was killed here.”

 Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat.

Ying Wudao: "To be precise, he was seriously injured here. He still didn't survive after leaving, so he didn't die here, but was killed by something here. Sanniang inherited the power of Xuanwu, but her practice now is not as good as Xuanwu back then. I highly doubt she will be restrained here... Even if I am wrong, it is still prudent. Anyone can come, but she cannot."

"I agree." Zhao Changhe took several deep breaths and whispered: "Have you been to this place?"

"No, according to my previous practice, I would have died immediately if I came here and couldn't even stand." Ying Wudao: "But a long time ago, I once came into contact with the edge of the outer barrier of this space. Of course, it was not in this direction. . Just the experience of the outer fringe, without even entering it, almost killed all my brothers at that time, and Sanniang’s mother also wanted to retire from the world and went to Jiangnan because of this. "

Zhao Changhe: "...According to Sanniang's age, this is at least more than thirty years old. How old were you at that time? You just went out to practice whatever you wanted."

“It’s okay, my talent for winning is not as good as yours, but it’s still considered a genius to the world.”

"That is."

"But after all, I was young and had little knowledge. At that time, I didn't know that the inside of this place was even more ferocious, and I thought that I was just as powerful as the outside. Later, I cultivated the power of the Heavenly Ranking, and thought I could handle it, so I went to look for it again, hoping to help my brothers. Revenge." Ying Wu said: "We found it in the desert before, but when we went there again, we couldn't find it again. It seemed as if the space had been moved. Well... it's good that it was moved, otherwise we wouldn't know how high the sky was at that time. If I find it, I will die again."

Zhao Changhe said: "So you have been searching for thirty years, running the Chinese intelligence force, and searching for secret places all over the world. From the beginning to the end, you have only one and only goal, which is to find this place. And the base camp is always in the desert of the Western Region, where horse bandits roam everywhere. Traveling thousands of miles is also for this place. Even learning the way of space is also for this place."

 After doing this for a long time, Ying Wu, who seemed to be smiling and affable all the time, was the biggest lunatic.

 Everything he did for thirty years was just for the same thing. Searching all the secret places in the world just to find one of them is not much different from finding a needle in a haystack, but he has been doing this for thirty years.

"Hmm... the last sentence is not right. I already have relevant knowledge. It is precisely because I know a little bit about space that I came up with the crazy idea. I must find it." Ying Wu said slowly: "Maybe you are confused about why I am like this. I am impatient because I have been waiting for thirty years and I can’t wait any longer.”

 Zhao Changhe did not answer.

Ying Wudao: "I know this is not rational, so I didn't tell you the truth. Because I was worried that if I told the truth, you would persuade me to wait. You are the head of the family now and have a lot of shoulders. It is difficult for you to act like you did when you were hot-headed in the world. Cut into the Sea of ​​Fire and Knife Mountain. I don’t want to wait, and I don’t want Ye Changmeng to be associated with the things here and the stronger demons of Jiuyou, so there may never be a day of revenge. So I did lie to you."

Zhao Changhe said: "Actually, you can wait until the fight is over before you talk about this. Now, don't you worry about my irritation and turn around and leave?"

Ying Wu smiled: "You already feel that what I said is not entirely true, but you still say, 'As long as you, Ying Wu, are willing to say it, I will believe it.' I have to tell you now. Now I want to turn around and leave, You still have time."

Zhao Changhe laughed loudly, took out the dragon bird from the ring, put it on his shoulder, and strode forward: "If I leave, and you go crazy and die here, who can help me find Yangyang. Let's go, look at this If nothing goes wrong with its attributes, it should be the Demon God's Eighth Han Chi. I also want to see what kind of creature this is that can hurt Xuanwu!"

 (End of this chapter)