Chapter 82 The sword has spirit
"If this junior guessed correctly..." Zhao Changhe asked tentatively: "This sword is actually used to replace the special effects of the Qinghe Sword. Uncle can't let anyone take it away..."
Cui Yuanyang’s hands shook as he was making tea, and he looked at his father in shock. Could it be that the accusations made by his second uncle were actually true?
The Qinghe Sword is no longer effective. Is it because Daxia Longque is trying to bluff people?
Cui Wenjing didn't seem to care, and casually exposed himself: "Yes, but there are some discrepancies in what he said. The Qinghe Sword is still the same sword, but the mystery on the sword has disappeared, and now it is just a piece of iron." It's just a sword like clay, and it can no longer carry those meanings. It seems difficult to deny that it is a fake sword."
Zhao Changhe said: "Since the sword is still the same sword, the symbolic meaning still carries it. The mysterious effect is originally only secondary. On the contrary, it allows the seniors to use it more freely."
Cui Wenjing put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "It should be so, but there are not many people in the world who think like you. If you take out an ineffective Qinghe sword, the Cui family will not be able to bear it."
Not to mention anyone else, even Cui Yuanyang couldn't stand it and said in disbelief: "When did it start..."
"This is a matter of time. In fact, there were already signs more than ten years ago when I held it for my father, and it has finally completely disappeared over the years." Cui Wenjing said lightly: "The Divine Sword has a spirit, what is it for? Condensation? How can the meaning of Haiyan Heqing and Shuqing Xiaoxiao be kept in the hands of people like us? If it doesn’t kill you, why should it be used by you?”
Cui Yuanyang was startled, but calmed down and whispered: "That's exactly what it should be."
"I, Cui Wenjing, think that I am not worthy of the Qinghe Sword. How many of the Cui family know this? When the Divine Sword is gone, they don't want to think about the reason. Instead, they use the most disgusting meaning of the Divine Sword as a bargaining chip in the struggle for power. . Even if the spirit of the Divine Sword is still there, you should cry!"
Cui Yuanyang pursed her lips sadly and said nothing.
Cui Wenjing stopped talking about the Qinghe Sword and turned to the topic of the Great Xia Longque: "The Dragonque is the sword that His Majesty used when he conquered the world. It is extremely sharp and domineering, and his orders are uncompromising. Sometimes it makes people feel like they are nothing. Wuchengfu's children seem to jump when stimulated, that's due to the characteristics of the knife, and they can't maintain such a domineering attitude."
Zhao Changhe nodded. This was indeed the case in his experience. The reaction of the sword was a bit off-center, but it was normal for the sword's intention, and it was not a living being but could still be calm.
"His Majesty knew that there was something wrong with the Qinghe Sword a few years ago, so he gave this sword to me. On the surface, it looks like it is used to suppress ghosts and ghosts. At least it is difficult for others to tell who is sending the intention. It can be used temporarily. "Cui Wenjing said with a smile: "No one has thought that my Cui family uses swords, why would your Majesty choose to give me a sword... Of course there is a reason."
Based on this, Zhao Changhe felt that Cui Wenjing belonged to the imperial party. It was obvious that Xia Longyuan was helping him by giving him the sword: "But in this case, senior obviously needs this sword very much. I can't take it away."
Cui Wenjing smiled: "Do you think after today's incident, anyone will dare to think about the Qinghe Sword in the short term? It doesn't matter for the time being. That's another matter. What's more important is that I think Longque is also eager to fight and continues to be placed on the spot. Spending time in this small room will lose its spirituality sooner or later, which is called a waste of natural resources. "
Zhao Changhe sighed: "Indeed, it feels like it can't wait, and it really doesn't want to stay here."
"Since it agrees with you, it's a chance. Are you still being polite?"
"Senior, I'm not being polite. I like this knife very much, but I feel like I can't carry it with me..." Zhao Changhe was very upset: "Its murderous aura is so powerful that it can be felt from afar. Everyone knows that this is I have a treasured sword. My current strength is like that of a child carrying gold through the busy city. It is a source of trouble, but I have lost my freedom. If I get a copper sheath or something, it is too heavy and inconvenient, and it will be coveted even if I take it out. It’s all trouble.”
"You've made a wild guess by yourself." Cui Wenjing laughed and said: "If you really want to cover up the murderous intent of the sword, there are many ways. You can just put something on it. Where is the Bronze Palace? The Bronze Palace. It’s for nourishing spirits! The Jade Palace is more effective, but it’s too expensive and easy to damage. No one uses it like this. There are quite a few people who use the Jade Box.”
Zhao Changhe: "...I am an ignorant gangster, it's okay."
Cui Yuanyang, who had been quietly being a lady and making tea for her father and lover, finally couldn't hold back her laughter.
"So it's very easy for you to take it away. Even its bright and sharp blade can cover up the rust and rust, making it look like a broken knife. This is not a problem for us at all." Cui Wenjing said leisurely: "But Having said that, you can't just rely on this. The reason why it is full of murderous intent is just that it doesn't listen to you yet. When you are its master, it will naturally be honest and can give you an early warning of murderous intentions. That’s the result you need to pursue.”
"Not yet, you are not strong enough. Although you are friendly with it, it will at most recognize you as a partner, but there is still a long way to go before recognizing you as its master." Cui Wenjing raised his glass and blew a breath, and the old **** said: "Practice hard. "You don't know how far you have to practice to recognize your master, why don't you just pretend?" Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Why do you feel like you really want me to take the sword away? Is it really just to keep the sword from getting dusty?"
Cui Wenjing said: "To be honest with you, I also want to use this to convey information to some people, such as Tang Wanzhuang, or His Majesty. Even I can't guess what His Majesty is thinking now. When he knows that you are carrying the power of Dragon Bird, There should always be some reaction in Jianghu."
Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered the blind man’s words.
Compared to people like Xia Longyuan, the Cui family may have more of a human mentality.
That is indeed the case.
Their minds are still focused on court affairs and family inheritance, and no matter how sophisticated they are, they cannot escape from this rut.
"In this case, this junior is disrespectful." Zhao Changhe finally stopped being polite: "I really like this knife."
Cui Wenjing smiled: "I've asked someone to add something to it. Let's drink tea later."
Cui Yuanyang, who pretended to be a lady, was almost overflowing with joy. Finally, Brother Zhao finally reaped the rewards of his thorny journey. This was what he deserved for his **** battle, instead of being criticized and said that a toad wanted to eat swan meat. .
And this must be a real sword that can be used all the time and is difficult to wear and chip. At least it is much more durable than a wine gourd! From now on, when Brother Zhao holds this knife, he will think about Yangyang, and the wine gourd will break without even knowing when, hehe.
She was very happy to add new tea and poured another cup for her father and her lover.
To be honest, when he was carefully moved by Zhao Changhe in the arena, Cui Yuanyang thought that there would be some kind of plot where they would turn against each other and turn against each other. His father really wanted him to die and be done with it at the beginning, so the trend was very likely to happen. The meaning of tragedy...
As a result, my father and Brother Zhao were so harmonious, so harmonious that others thought they were a couple... The little girl in the rebellious stage felt that she had never seen her father so pleasing to her eyes, otherwise she would have beaten him. Backbeat?
"Senior." Over there, Zhao Changhe took a sip of tea and started the topic again: "There is something I have always wanted to know, but I have never had the right opportunity. Can I ask senior for advice now?"
Cui Wenjing said calmly: "You can't call me senior."
Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded for a moment, then scratched his head for a while and asked tentatively: "Uncle?"
That old face was actually a little red.
Cui Yuanyang's little face next to her was as red as a monkey's butt, and the water at the corners of her eyebrows was almost overflowing.
Cui Wenjing seemed invisible and drank tea leisurely: "Well, you can ask."
"About this era...the previous era, what was it like and how did it collapse? The family of the predecessors has a long heritage. We should know some of the beginning and end?"
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