The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 895: Knife like an arm

Hearing such blunt words, Ye Wuming had no expression, and he didn't even have any fluctuations in his heart.

I have become accustomed to being teased in the past two days... not only verbally, but also physically.

Anyway, ever since Bo Xun glimpsed the deepest desire in his heart, Zhao Changhe has never covered up on this matter. After all, his heart is known, and there is no point in hiding it. It only makes people laugh.

 But these words had some other meaning in Ye Wuming’s ears.

　　Just now, I was thinking about something that he was trying to control. He was slapped in the face for a second, and he made it clear that he didn't mean to... It sounded a bit like "you are more important than the country." I didn't know whether to scold him or feel complacent.

Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a long sigh in the night palace.

 Ye Wuming stood up, turned around and stepped into the lotus pond.

 Touching the water with bare feet, the ripples are slightly rippled. Someone looked at the moon in the sky above the human world, and saw nebulae rising up, scattered and gathered together, like ripples in water.

 What the Emperor of Heaven steps on is the night sky of the human world... Every step she takes is a change in the weather. If she wants thunder and rain on this day, then it will be thunder and rain.

When he saw Zhao Changhe carefully holding the pregnant Xia Chichi on the dragon bed, the thunderstorm really started to fall.

　　A scholar and poet was drinking wine in front of the moon, when suddenly there was a heavy rain. People hurriedly went into their houses to take shelter from the rain, and when they looked around in embarrassment, the sky was clear again. I tried to go out and look again, but there was a strong wind, which made people unable to open their eyes.

 “My God is sick tonight, isn’t he?”

 “How do you know it’s God and not an old woman who’s going through menopause...”

 “Boom!” The speaker was struck by lightning and twitched on the ground.

Ling Ruoyu looked up at the sky, never feeling that the cold moonlight could convey a sense of irritability, and a hint of... loneliness.

“Queque… I can still remember the way she looked at me when we were leaving, as if she was connected to her body by a thread… Do you think she was lonely?”

The broad knife buzzed in his arms: "You can draw strings in your eyes? Are you sure that the so-called strings are not her controlling your destiny?"

Ling Ruoyu: "...Is everyone so prejudiced against her?"

"She asked for it. She said she was resisting the way of heaven and so on, but is what she does to others different from the way of heaven? Isn't it the same as controlling others and making everyone her son? Does she care about other people's thoughts?"

Ling Ruoyu was shocked: "Wow, is this what you said?"

"...This is your father's inner thought, and I am connected with him." Longque said proudly: "Now do you know the difference between you and me?"

"I don't know. I only know that he vented his anger on me and didn't even care about your material."

“That’s because he has a backup plan and knows he can get it!” The girl with twin ponytails was so angry that she jumped out of the knife: “Why are you becoming less and less human after becoming a human being? You were not like this before!”

 “You are an uneducated person, your expression skills are so poor, I can’t understand what you are saying.”

“Why can’t it be that you are uneducated and have poor understanding?”

　　The two girls, one person and one soul, soon struggled with each other.

Ling Ruoyu couldn't beat Longque without Xinghe, and was brutally suppressed. He soon cheated and touched Xinghe, and suppressed Longque below.

The two girls glared at each other, panting, and Longque gnashed his teeth and said: "Just wait for me, I will re-train right away!"

“Hmph, I’m not afraid of you even after heavy training.” The girl let go of her sisters, and the two of them lay on their backs on the observatory and looked at the sky, saying nothing for a while.

 Little sisters are fighting each other, and they are still the best friends who have been squatting together in the ring since they were young.

After a while, Ling Ruoyu said hesitantly: "Mom is not that bad."

Long Que lay on his back and basked in the moon, and said lazily: "What kind words can you say for her... Logically speaking, you should hate her the most. She has really abandoned you for an entire era. If it weren't for Zhao Zazai The fish took you out and forged you, but you are still a blank."

Ling Ruoyu hesitated and said: "But she was helpless. At that time, she was not able to forge me completely, so she could only leave it to the future. Later, dad...well, after my master found me, she started to guide him from the direction of the blood evil to the direction of the galaxy. If it wasn’t for me, I would have continued to be a bloodthirsty person.”

Longque asked curiously: "Why did you call me Master again? I think your father can call you fluently."

"That's what we agreed to do. Call her daddy in front of her. Normally, she's still master..."

 “Is it necessary? Take off your pants and fart.”

"Because these are really not parents in the conventional sense. It's very embarrassing." Ling Ruoyu said weakly: "If that's really the case, are you the son of him and Xia Longyuan?"

Long Que's whole body trembled, and he quickly said angrily: "No! Your intention is a combination of the inheritance from Ye Wuming to Zhao Changhe, and I am not. It turns out that Long Que only has a hidden spirituality, There is no humanoid sword spirit. I was born because of Zhao Changhe. The most typical sign is that the original dragon bird of Xia Longyuan is an emperor sword. Do you think I am?"

Ling Ruoyu turned his head and looked at her, and felt that it was indeed not the case. Anyway, ever since Xinghe met Longque, this guy has nothing to do with the word "emperor". He is just a fool.

Longque's spiritual enlightenment was completely synthesized by the thoughts of Zhao Changhe and the beauties around him, so she looked like a sea of ​​people. It also meant that her spiritual enlightenment was a transitional period in Zhao Changhe's spiritual practice, and she did not form her own "Tao". There are miscellaneous things.

 So it’s really time for Longque to retrain...the current level is indeed insufficient. Ling Ruoyu was a little curious when she thought about it: "Then if you are re-forged again, will your appearance change?"

“…The intention of the knife will change, but the shape should not, just like the shape of the knife will not change again.”

 “Even your size has not changed, are you still such a small one?”

 “How am I smaller?” Longque jumped up: “I’m older than you!”

Ling Ruoyu glanced at Longque's chest with an indescribable expression. I'm the same, and you seem to be about the same, but you're older...it's difficult to be together.

Long Que understood her eyes and covered her chest with grief and anger: "Why are you always pulling me, aren't you talking about your parents?"

Ling Ruoyu was silent for a moment and whispered: "I just don't know what to say about her, so I changed the subject... Anyway, you will be your master, are you your father?"

Longque thought for a long time: "No way. He wanted me to call him daddy in a bad way before, but I didn't call him dad anyway, you stinky fish."

“Then I say they are not parents in the conventional sense. Why do you object?”

　　…“…Do I need a reason to object to you?”

Ling Ruoyu was angry and funny, but he didn't have the energy to talk nonsense with Longque. He just sighed: "But I know this truth clearly, but when I saw the way she looked at me, I still felt weird and a little sad... Queque, you Do you feel this way?"

Longque thought for a while, and could only imagine how Zhao Changhe would look at him if he was snatched away by others. Thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little sad, so he said: "But does Ye Wuming really have such feelings for you? When you were cast, she had not lost contact, and I didn't see any special expressions from her towards you. That's all. If you don’t cherish anyone around you, now you have to play the role of mother-daughter love..."

"I don't know..." Ling Ruoyu sat up, put her chin on her knees, and hugged her knees and muttered to herself: "I always think that it would be nice if she didn't want to be alone in the sky, so that we can all be together... She why not?"

 Why doesn’t she…

 Ye Wuming watched the conversation of the little girls intently, his eyes dim. People in the world can only see the night sky with dense clouds, making it difficult to see the sky.

Long Caer encouraged them eagerly: "Would you like to give them a little more weight?"

Ling Ruoyu was stunned: "How to add it? Is it possible to use aphrodisiac as the saying goes? It won't work for them."

"…" Longque was shocked: "How do you become a human being? Is this all you see when you walk around the world?"

Ling Ruoyu said angrily: "What I travel across the rivers and lakes is for combat experience, not these... You know so much, so why don't you come up with an innovative idea?" Long Que stretched out his **** to touch the chin of the illusion, and lowered his voice. : "How about you imitate Lao Zhao's handwriting and send her a love letter? No, no, Lao Zhao has declared so bluntly that there is no need for a love letter... It should be the other way around, imitating her handwriting and sending a love letter to Lao Zhao, breaking the She wants to save face."

Ling Ruoyu blinked, feeling that it made sense: "But I haven't seen her handwriting."

Long Que put his hands on his hips and said, "Idiot. You haven't seen it before. Has Lao Zhao seen it before?"

Ling Ruoyu: “…”

Longque put her hands on her hips and pointed to the sky: "So just write whatever you want, as long as the writing has the meaning of the Night Emperor like her. Isn't this your specialty?"

 Ye Wuming folded his arms and watched the two dolls conspiring in front of each other, tilting his head and saying nothing.

  Who is the idiot to say... Your master has not learned a single bit of the insidious methods he secretly plots.

But somehow, when I see others scheming against me, I don't get angry at all, but I find it cute.

 Ye Wuming’s eyes were fixed on Ling Ruoyu… Little girl, are you really going to do this?

Ling Ruoyu didn't think about it well and scratched his hair in distress, making it messy.

You shouldn't have asked Queque to be your military advisor. He's just a crooked idea and I don't know if it's useful...

 …

Over there, Zhao Changhe didn't care about the weather changes or the child's plot. He just honestly held his pregnant wife and rested for the night.

 It is not only to accompany my wife and children, but also to settle and adjust myself.

Xia Chichi didn't say anything. She happily slept in her husband's arms and slept soundly.

Reforging the dragon bird is a very solemn thing for Zhao Changhe. For this sword that has followed him from the fourth level of the entrance to today, Zhao Changhe does not attach much importance to it as it seems on the surface. . When I came back that night, I was a little tired, so I took a rest all night to face this matter in the best possible condition.

As a result, when I got up the next morning and went to the observatory, I saw that Ling Ruoyu was holding Longque and the two little girls were sleeping soundly.

　What can I say about that scene...it's so cute that it makes people's hearts melt.

He must be really old... Zhao Changhe had this thought in his mind. He squatted down and flicked the handle of the Longque knife on the side.

The girl with twin ponytails sat up sleepily on the side: "Who hit me?"

 Immediately I saw Zhao Changhe, and I suddenly woke up: "Are you going to hit me?"

 What he said... Zhao Changhe said angrily: "Let me check your body first."

Ling Ruoyu sat up, rubbing his eyes with a strange look.

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

I thought Ling Ruoyu was going to scold the pervert, but what she said was: "Master, do you want me to help hold Queque down? I have experience."

Zhao Changhe feels that these two babies have been raised crookedly... How will he see Hong Ling next time...

 However, the person who is actually crooked is himself. Whether it is Xinghe or Longque, their understanding of being a sword has never been the same as that of humans. Ling Ruoyu looked at Longque's reforging from the perspective of Xinghe. He was envious and happy for his friends, and was different from the human brain. Those supplementary things are totally irrelevant.

Until he was rolled up into a pile by his master and thrown out of the underground sky, Ling Ruoyu crossed his legs and held his chin, he didn't know which of his words was wrong...

The master's voice came from below: "Go and ask your two aunts, Zhuque Xuanwu, to come over and help."

Ling Ruoyu felt that there was no need to invite him, so he just called out your words. The two aunts were already near the altar and had heard it long ago...

Sure enough, just as he was thinking this, he saw two rays of light going straight into the ground. Huangfu Qing and Yuan Sanniang appeared next to Zhao Changhe at the same time, looking at Long Que lying on the forge: "Is such a piece of star iron enough? No. Need other preparations?”

Zhao Changhe said: "Theoretically speaking, you can just add any external thing. This means that the dragon bird is no longer a simple thing from this world. The reason why I need this piece of Xuanxingxing Iron is that I want the dragon bird to be Some of the early forged things in the bird's body were removed and replaced with this one. The dragon bird does not need the meaning of the galaxy. It only needs the purest destructive power as the representative of "power" in my martial arts. Break all laws."

Huangfu Qing smiled and said: "You have high expectations for Longque...the more pure it is, the harder it is."

Zhao Changhe said: "Of course, this is the dragon bird. The arm that has been with me the longest, is almost the same as my hand. How can I not expect too much..."

Ling Ruoyu: “…”

“In addition, just like the last time I forged the sword, the process of forging it is actually a step in my self-cultivation. When the Dragon Bird reforging is completed, my third level of imperial realm will have reached its peak.”

 The dragon bird was holding the knife on its hips, so happy that it almost flew up.

This is called destiny being connected, brothers and sisters becoming one.

  How can I compare to Stupid Galaxy?

How could others know that while the swords were fighting, Huangfu Qing was asking: "How do you want us to help you this time?"

“The original earth fire temperature is definitely not enough, I need your flame... Oh, by the way, how was yesterday’s Samadhi True Fire?”

"It's a very interesting flame, it has a very good supplementary effect on me... I also feel that this fire is not complete, and the real fire of samadhi is stronger than me." Huangfu sighed quietly, with some longing: "Changhe, if you have time I also want to travel to the outside world and see all the different things in the world.”

"This day will not be far away..." Zhao Changhe carefully put the dragon bird into the forge and guided the ground fire to rise: "My mind is mainly used to expel the materials I don't need from the dragon bird's body. Sanniang helped smelt this Block of Star Iron.”

Sanniang smiled and rubbed the star iron with her hands, and asked: "Do you think this counts as the mother of a dragon and a bird?"

Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "You have always been."

Sanniang smiled, threw the star iron into the flames, closed her eyes and guided it.

 Zhao Changhe also closed his eyes.

Recasting the dragon bird is not only the upgrade of the weapon, but also the end of the third level of the imperial realm. I wonder if Ye Wuming has thought about this beforehand... If she has thought about it, she should know that the day the dragon bird is reborn, that is, she will never be seen again. When Zhao Changhe couldn't suppress him.

 Will she stand by and even help for the sake of the overall situation, or will she try to interfere and prevent herself from growing too fast?

The thought flashed past, and Zhao Changhe had no time to think about it. The divine thoughts were completely integrated into the Longque blade, and the materials that gradually turned into molten iron in the flames were separated one by one.

 The weapon spirit feels no pain, but becomes weak.

  There was a feeling that the power was being withdrawn. The eyelids of the girl with twin ponytails began to fight, and her figure became thinner and thinner.

She knew she couldn't sleep. If she woke up again, it might not be her, but a new sword spirit. She must persevere and continue her will when the blade is no longer a sword. This is also her practice and the process of rebirth.

This process is integrated with the master's will. The "pure power" that Zhao Changhe implements will also be combined with her at this time, so the sword spirit becomes part of the master's will and the sword becomes an extension of the arm.

With the integration of Breaking Star Iron, the power and sharpness that cuts through the void, the scorn and pride that breaks all laws, everything you see in front of you is mixed with the domineering and unruly fish, from people to swords, from swords to people, everything is completely different. Connected.

Wherever there is a female bird, her character is nothing more than the honest feedback of Zhao Changhe himself... plus the various arrogances of the aunts, who escape from majesty, valour, laziness and loyalty, they have developed a common spirit.

The fading figure of the twin-tailed **** gradually solidified again, as if it had a fleshy body. At this moment, Zhao Changhe's arms were bulging as he was forging with a hammer, and the domineering power was surging in the knotted muscles.

 (End of this chapter)