Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 433: How to recognize the master of a sword
Chapter 433: How to recognize the master of a sword
Fortunately, Sword Spirits are just Sword Spirits after all, and there is a difference between them and real human thinking. They essentially just follow the "personal design" and react as they should, not any thinking.
At first glance, it seems ridiculously powerful, but after all, it is different from other people... No matter how powerful the weapons are, they still need a strong master to use them to bring out their maximum value.
Tang Wanzhuang observed for a moment and suddenly drew his sword.
A continuous sword net is woven around the space where the swords are clashing, as if creating a deep body of water.
I was fighting with swords and swords in high spirits, and suddenly I found that my operation began to stagnate, as if I was trapped in a deep sea, surrounded by heavy water pressure, and it became increasingly difficult to perform.
Without Tang Wanzhuang's orders, Zhao Changhe's own keen sense of combat immediately grabbed the hilt of Longque's knife.
It felt like he had grabbed some girl with a ponytail. Longque was shaking with anger, but he was so pinched that he couldn't move. The ancient sword took the opportunity to chop him several times.
Zhao Changhe could even imagine an unlucky guy being pulled away by the side of the frame, and the opponent took the opportunity to kick it. It wanted to kick back but couldn't... The sense of déjà vu was too strong.
Tang Wanzhuang took the opportunity to reach out and grasp the ancient sword opposite.
Taking advantage of its length, Longque reached over and slashed, and then he was satisfied and stopped slashing, but it was still trembling.
Ancient sword: "..."
Longque: "..."
Tang Wanzhuang frowned and looked at the trembling sword in her hand, and whispered: "It doesn't obey me and wants to break free. I need to suppress it with all my strength. It is impossible to use it against the enemy, otherwise it may react against the enemy. Want to hurt me. Strange, how can Xuanwu be driven?"
Zhao Changhe said: "The same goes for Longque. When Lao Cui asked me to test the sword, it was just to see if it would let me use it. As for Xuanwu, it should be related to this sword and can barely be used...anyway. There is a big gap between recognizing the Lord.”
"Cui Wen? Z also advises you to let Longque recognize the master as soon as possible?"
"Yanmen had tried to persuade her back then. But I couldn't find it at all. I communicated with Longque and it ignored me. How could they recognize..." Zhao Changhe pinched his head with a headache: "This The first time I played Maitreya, I always asked my grandpa and grandma to throw it out. Fortunately, it was willing to take the initiative, otherwise I would still have a headache."
Tang Wanzhuang pondered for a moment and said decisively: "You did this during your recent recuperation."
Zhao Changhe said with a shy face: "No more teaching?"
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "Let's forget it, you are not that material, just a monkey."
Zhao Changhe did not continue to be annoyed and said directly: "As an important official of the imperial court, you know more about this matter. If I want to master the dragon bird, what suggestions do you have?"
Tang Wanzhuang felt as if a prince was consulting an important minister. She felt quite complicated in her heart. After being silent for a while, she whispered: "These swords are both weapons of the emperor. At first, the dragon bird recognized you, It’s because it’s aware of your Liuhe Divine Art… The meaning of Liuhe Divine Art to Longque is not the inheritance of a certain person. It doesn’t recognize this. What it really recognizes is the meaning of Liuhe’s unification and all rivers flowing into the sea conveyed in Liuhe Divine Art.”
Zhao Changhe suddenly realized: "I see... I said it doesn't even want to recognize Lao Xia, so how can it recognize Lao Xia's inheritance... Dare to love has nothing to do with inheritance, but with intention."
"Yes..." Tang Wanzhuang hesitated: "You told me earlier that His Majesty had a conversation with you... I don't know when you and His Majesty met. You feel that after that, Long Que Is your recognition higher? ”
Zhao Changhe thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I don't know. It's true that Longque became closer and closer to me after that, but I didn't feel a very representative mutation node, just like people The relationship gets better and better after getting along for a long time.”
"It must be related... You fought against the Hulu in the north and the Demonic Cult in the south, and have been on the road to clarifying the world. Naturally, Longque will become more and more sympathetic to you. But there is a key meaning missing here... …You don’t want to be an emperor.”
Tang Wanzhuang didn't know if what she said was guiding him to become emperor, but it should be the truth.
After all, a sword is just a weapon. To recognize its owner, it does not necessarily require the owner to be stronger than itself, just like a horse does not need its owner to be faster than itself to recognize its owner.
In the past, it might have been said that Long Que looked down on a mere Xuan Guan warrior. But now Zhao Changhe has broken through the secret treasure. After all, he has touched the bridge of heaven and earth. Compared with ordinary people, he has made a qualitative change. Although he cannot reach the strength of Longque, it should be enough to recognize the master.
He is quite generous in other aspects. On the one hand, he has a heart for the common people. In martial arts, he can also use all the rivers and seas for his own use. His unruly and domineering nature is also hidden in his bones. This time, he organized a hunt for Maitreya. It is a very typical central organizer position, and it fits Longque’s aesthetics in every aspect.
The only thing that makes him unable to be a master is that he does not have the heart to be an emperor.
So in fact, Longque is willing to listen to most of his instructions. This time, Maitreya is willing to take the initiative to turn. On the surface, it seems that he is reluctantly helping you, but in fact he is just following orders.
It’s just a little short of fully admitting it...
Well, what she said sounded a bit like Tang Wanzhuang herself...
Zhao Changhe also thought about this, secretly wondering why he met so many tsunderes?
If you follow this understanding, you will never be able to make Longque recognize you as your master, because you really have no desire to be the emperor at all.
"Forget it, who do you think you are? If Longque is actually willing to help, it's just a arrogance, so there's nothing..." Zhao Changhe suddenly got stuck in the middle of his words, and his eyes widened in shock.
In front of her, Tang Wanzhuang prostrated herself and whispered: "See you, Prince."
Zhao Changhe hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but at that moment he suddenly felt that the dragon bird in his hand was no longer shaking.
Kneeling on the ground, Tang Wanzhuang had a slight smile on her lips, and she also noticed that the ancient sword in her hand was no longer shaking.
Sword Spirits are not human after all... they can be deceived.
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, but he helped Tang Wanzhuang up first. After mumbling for a while, he actually cooperated with the performance and said: "Ai Qing, please get up."
He himself was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb, but the sword was really quieter.
Tang Wanzhuang stood up and curled his lips, with a slight blush on his face.
This time it was an act, in order to trick the swordsman and convince myself. But...it seems that I pushed him to the top, and one day in the future it will really happen.
Just thinking about it makes me pick my feet in embarrassment. How can I kneel down?
Zhao Changhe was also looking at her with a strange expression, and neither of them spoke for a while.
After a while, Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips and said, "Are you very proud? Do you feel very satisfied?"
"I just feel my scalp is numb..."
"Shh..." Tang Wanzhuang raised her index finger: "They know, don't talk nonsense."
"Never mind it." Zhao Changhe smiled casually: "If you don't recognize the master, you won't recognize the master. As long as you can still recognize him as a partner and can use the normal sword... Even if you don't even want to use this, then you can't recognize the master. If you don’t agree, you can leave. Can I really change my mind for the sake of a sword?”
Tang Wanzhuang looked at him quietly without speaking.
Zhao Changhe said as he casually threw each sword into the ring: "You two should also calm down."
Obviously, the secret has been "exposed", but the sword did not attack again, and miraculously he really calmed down in the ring.
Tang Wanzhuang tilted his head and said, "Why is this necessary?"
"Because I can't bear to leave." Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand to caress her slightly rosy cheek: "The Tang Dynasty makeup in my heart is as pure as jade, but I can't kneel to anyone, and I won't be allowed to kneel in the future... Even Lao Xia is not allowed to kneel. ”
There was a smile in Tang Wanzhuang's eyes. In fact, she was not allowed to kneel in the first place. She was given a seat when she entered the court. Although it was due to physical reasons, she had never knelt before. After pacifying the south of the Yangtze River this time, he will most likely still be qualified in terms of status in the future.
But when Zhao Changhe said this, she still said deliberately: "If you want me not to kneel to others, then sit in that position yourself."
"It's not okay to kneel down to me." Zhao Changhe echoed: "Unless... in a special place, that's okay..."
Tang Wanzhuang grabbed him fiercely: "Zhao Changhe!"
"Look, you are not even willing to do this, and you are still kneeling..." Zhao Changhe laughed in a low voice: "Have you thought clearly? Do you still want this prince?"
Tang Wanzhuang choked up and said firmly: "Of course."
"Then...be honest, there are unspoken rules." Zhao Changhe lowered his head and kissed her, murmuring to himself: "I must admit, that feeling is really amazing..."
"Bah, do you think that a mere prince is qualified to touch this throne? Don't let it fly!...Uh huh..."
Amidst the ruins on the ground, a man and a woman were kissing each other with complicated emotions. It seemed that each of them was a little shaken about what they wanted.
The sound of footsteps sounded in the distance.
The house had been demolished, and such a big movement naturally attracted the guards in the mansion to come over to see what was going on. Tang Buqi personally led the crowd and suddenly braked all the way to stop the soldiers behind him: "It's okay, go back..."
My aunt insisted that it wasn’t... It was my mother’s. It was just an aunt who was only three or four years older than me. Now I also have an uncle who is three years younger than me. How will I live in the future...
The men and women over there were also awakened.
Tang Wanzhuang pushed Zhao Changhe gently, panting and whispering: "Go back and think carefully about recognizing the sword's master... Once you recognize the sword's master, your combat power will soar, which will be of great help to you on this trip. You are not playing tricks. When heroes are in high spirits."
After a pause, he added: "I will take Qin away today."
Zhao Changhe was stunned: "Why are you leaving?"
"I have to go back and report on the Maitreya incident. This is one of the reasons. More importantly..." Tang Wanzhuang said helplessly: "I feel that me being here this time is a side effect to you... You are to me You have more things to do than recuperate and practice martial arts. You shouldn't indulge in these things... Otherwise, I will become a demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country, which is not my wish."
Zhao Changhe scratched his head.
When Tang Wanzhuang turned into a demon concubine who brought disaster to the country...it was a bit disturbing.
"Actually, I have always felt that love between men and women is not suitable for you at all. I was right when I said it, it's just like embroidery." Tang Wanzhuang smiled self-deprecatingly: "Maybe when we are no longer here, you can make plans alone. When the horse is galloping and the sword is testing the world, it is the Blood Shura Zhao Changhe who makes our heart beat more... This is really an irony."
Tang Buqi looked at it from a distance and suddenly felt that it was right.
No wonder he felt uncomfortable when he and his aunt were together, so that was it!