Chapter 83 The Era Reopens
Cui Wenjing laughed and said: "The long history of the family is not as long as the reopening of the era. It was not passed down from the previous era. Regarding the matters of the previous era, everyone, including His Majesty, is also in the process of exploring, so We only know some clues from various residual records, or by exploring ancient secrets. If we know more than others, it means that we have more information."
Zhao Changhe listened carefully.
"In the last era, it should have been a world where gods and demons coexisted. Words like moving mountains, filling seas, and cutting the world with swords are just descriptions now, but they should have been truly achievable at that time. But... maybe they were too powerful, and the battle caused The universe collapsed; or it could be due to other reasons. In short, the heaven and earth were shattered overnight, and the gods fell."
Zhao Changhe had an estimate of this situation. The blind man's methods were obviously not comparable to those of today's people. Cui Wenjing was known as the ninth in the world and could induce mysterious phenomena in the sky, but he was obviously not as good as the blind man. If people today can't do this, it can only be a matter of the last era. The blind man must be a remnant of the last era. I don't know why he only acts in secret?
Tiandao is dead... At this time, the words that echoed most in Zhao Changhe's heart were still these four words.
Nowadays, for sects such as the Blood God Cult and the Four Symbol Cult, what they believe in may not be superstition, but a powerful life that once really existed.
"The world was destroyed and re-opened, but for some reason, the gods and Buddhas have dispersed, and ordinary living beings have not all perished. There are still human beings who tenaciously walk out of the ruins and rebuild the mountains and rivers. However, most of the inheritance has been annihilated with the destruction. People have passed through various By exploring these relics and secret realms, I can start practicing again, sort out some epochal history, and learn some allusions, but I no longer know how to achieve such divine and Buddhist power.”
This is why I feel that the world of low-level martial arts and fantasy is seriously separated. When it comes to Cui Wenjing's level, it still feels bad. I wonder how far Xia Longyuan touches it?
Cui Wenjing said this, drank a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and suddenly laughed like a self-mockery: "The world thinks that the three characters Qinghe Cui also existed in the last era, and they are in awe, thinking it is such an amazing mysterious inheritance, but it is not the case. Just like this Biluochun... No one knows whether this tea should be called Biluochun, but they know that there was such a famous tea, so they named the new tea after it, and that's it."
Zhao Changhe said: "So aristocratic families and high-level sects are nothing more than human beings after the era was broken and reopened. They have been inherited in various ancient relics, so they are one step ahead and have secrets. It is not the last era at all. inheritance?”
"Perhaps some have indeed inherited things related to the previous era and established sects based on them. This is true. Many sects are like this. But most of them just use a name. For example, the ancestor's surname was Cui, so he chose Qinghe to take root. It's nothing more than the romance of Qinghe Cui recorded in the Vassal Era. If we follow the records of the previous era, Qinghe Cui and King Langya are not from the same period, but we are coexisting here...because everyone just uses their names."
I see.
The last era was probably a world that had a strong relationship with the present world, so the blind man would appear in the present world. When the era collapsed, there were changes and inheritances in both geography and humanities, which led to Beimang in the north and Qinghe in the south. It also led to the paradox of Yao, Shunyu, Cui in Qinghe, and Biluochun. The thing is actually very simple, but the reason behind it may require long-term exploration.
Speaking of Qinghe Cui...Zhao Changhe twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he was a liberal arts student, he was actually a strong sportsman. He was impressive on the court. In class, he shriveled like a cat. He couldn't remember which aristocratic family he was in each period. I originally thought that Qinghe Cui was very legendary and had a sense of admiration from a high mountain. But now that my father-in-law has exposed himself like this, he has suddenly fallen into the mud.
But Cui Wenjing said leisurely: "Whether the family is glorious or not does not depend on what is being used, but on ourselves. I never hide these things. Yang Yang."
Cui Yuanyang sat up a little straighter: "Dad."
"There were too many things going on before, so I have no intention of scolding you. Now I must make it clear to you. Running away from home and hanging out with bandits has not only ruined your own reputation for innocence, but also ruined the reputation of the family. It has also caused endless troubles. It should be A heavy punishment. I will treat you recently and let you dance around for two days. When Changhe leaves, I will go to the back mountain to practice in confinement for half a year. "
Cui Yuanyang, who had always been full of joy, his smile froze, and his face fell instantly. My father, who had never been so pleasing to the eyes just now, suddenly became disgusting.
“Can we discuss it, just three months?”
“It won’t be enough if you lose even one day.” Cui Wenjing said expressionlessly: “In addition, go and get the family method, ten sticks.”
Cui Yuanyang jumped up holding her buttocks: "This won't work!"
Cui Wenjing remained unmoved and drank tea calmly.
"Uh..." Zhao Changhe finally spoke up: "Um, the ten sticks refer to spanking?"
"Yes." Cui Yuanyang's eyes flashed, and his voice suddenly sounded a little charming: "It's broken, it's no longer tender, and it's not easy to touch..."
"Pfft!" Cui Wenjing spit out all the tea in a sip. The dignified number nine on the list almost choked to death at these words. He pointed at Cui Yuanyang with trembling fingers and coughed for a long time and was unable to speak.
Cui Wenjing stood up and said, "What do you want to keep that **** for? I'm warning you two, if you dare to do anything to ruin the family tradition in the past three years, I don't care who you are, I'll chop you off with a sword!" After saying this, he walked away. Go: "Go back to what you just said! Add three more sticks!"
“Hey, senior, no, uncle, wait, we haven’t finished the history of our era yet…”
“Isn’t that just about those things? If you want to see something more detailed, ask that leaky cotton-padded jacket to find some classics for you. You’re in the study and don’t know how to read! What’s there to say?”
Cui Wenjing's voice was so angry that he walked away all the way, out of sight and out of mind, fearing that he would want to hit someone after watching for too long.
Young man and woman, you look at me and I look at you, and you always feel that Lao Cui has been holding back his anger for a long time. It is not easy to pretend to be calm and harmonious in the past two days. Is he almost exhausted?
"Ignore him." The leaky little cotton-padded jacket said angrily: "I won't ask for family law. If you dare to beat me, I will go to my mother's side to make trouble! This time he seems to be doing something great, but my mother was kept in tears. After two days, I go to make trouble again. If my mother doesn’t finish with him, let’s see how he beats me!”
Zhao Changhe tilted his head and looked at her. The little girl was just trying to avoid being beaten. In fact, she didn’t have much resistance to the punishment of confinement. It seemed that she knew in her heart that she had been impulsive and stupid, and she was accepting the punishment. Even Zhao Changhe felt in his heart that what this guy did before was so stupid that he couldn't justify it without punishing him.
The little girl has experienced this incident and grown up. She knows what to do and what not to do. At least this time after he leaves, the little girl won't cry and make trouble and have to leave home to find her lover.
But in other words, everyone actually knew that it was time for him to leave.
It is impossible to linger in the Cui family and not know where the world is.
There is still mist and rain in the world waiting, and there is still a vast picture to be unfolded.
There was still an agreement made by Han Wubing by the side of Gujian Lake. The man must keep his word and keep the appointment. Calculating the time, it was not too far behind.
Cui Yuanyang bit her lower lip, Yingying came to Zhao Changhe's side and pressed her hand on his chest: "Brother Zhao..."
"Ah...ah?" Zhao Changhe always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere... This is your father's study, what do you want to do?
Cui Yuanyang whispered sweetly: "Are you leaving..."
“Well...that’s almost it...”
"Then...I think there should be something else for you."
The little girl's tone is getting softer and softer, coupled with the words that she can't touch her **** because it was broken just now, a man will think in his mind that she is going to do something...
Zhao Changhe stepped back subconsciously: "Well, wait, your dad... no, you are still young, you started in three years... don't..."
"Huh?" Cui Yuanyang looked up at him, with a sly look in his eyes: "I mean, I should give you a horse. Since dad said you are suitable for riding a horse in bright clothes and roaming the rivers and lakes, how can you not have a horse?"
Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded: "Huh?"
"So..." The charming look in Cui Yuanyang's eyes flashed away, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Brother Zhao's reaction... shows that you are thinking about what I gave you?"
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