In the hall, Zijian Zhuma is being chased by Qingmei.
The woman with autumn eyes did not look at the two little guys. Faced with Zhao Xifu's sudden inquiry, she smiled and shook her head.
The man in charge of the shop nodded and said nothing.
Zhao Rong glanced at the lady's demure expression again, relaxed his brows, and remained calm.
When other people saw this, they did not doubt that he was there.
At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling, who looked calm, suddenly smiled and took the initiative to say to Zhao Rong:
"Brother Rong'er, Qingmei can't catch up with Zhu Ma."
Zhao Rong was confused.
This meaningless sentence left everyone confused for a moment.
Zhao Xifu nodded accordingly.
He looked interested and said:
"I saw it, but not completely. This little guy looks very energetic. The magical power he hides is not like an ordinary first-class sword. The specific rank... Zhao Da girl, please reveal it to me. God has rewarded me for that.
There’s food for you.”
Zhao Rong was thoughtful... As mentioned before, at the level of first-class swords, the upper limit is the rank, which depends on the natal magical power.
And what Shopkeeper Zhao said about God rewarding you with food... was that the strangeness hidden in the glass of wine just now, which was probably a gift from Sheng Dao, allowed the lady to draw some extraordinary natal magical powers in a 'lottery'?
Before he could get curious, Zhao Lingfei shook her head and said:
"There's nothing to say. Everyone present is our own. It's thanks to Senior Zhao's intervention tonight..."
Her long hair is like a waterfall, hanging down to her slender waist. Her three thousand black hair is straight and long, like jet black and smooth fine silk.
At this time, the look on her pretty face was also calm and generous.
It's just that Concubine Zhao Ling spoke kindly of Zhao Xifu and others, but her autumn eyes stared at Zhao Rong unabashedly...
Obviously I wanted to tell him.
When I saw my husband, his face became more and more curious.
Like a little girl who couldn't wait to share and show interesting toys to her sweetheart, Zhao Lingfei took a long step forward and came under the bamboo horse and Qingmei.
The two little guys are already hovering in the air.
She looked back and smiled at him: "The new magical power that Bamboo Horse has reshaped is a bit strange. It seems to be related to... the paradox of 'not being able to catch up with Bamboo Horse' that my husband just mentioned."
Zhao Lingfei paused and stretched out an index finger to lightly touch the tip of the purple sword.
She closed her eyes and felt it for a while, then suddenly said: "Qian'er, draw your sword."
Zhao Qianer nodded without saying anything.
In an instant, before the little girl had even finished tapping her head, a small sword named Swing appeared above the purple sword that was hovering in mid-air. She stabbed bravely, but the next second, it hit nothing.
The bamboo horse is in front of the swing.
Swing quickly to catch up.
The bamboo horse is in front of it.
The swing made a soft sound and suddenly accelerated. The speed was so fast that only the sound was heard in the air, and no one in the hall could catch it with their naked eyes.
The bamboo horse is still in front of it.
…
In this way, the swing and the bamboo horse chase each other endlessly.
The bamboo horse is always faster than the swing, and it can never get close.
Zhao Qianer's eyes widened, "Miss..."
Zhao Lingfei smiled and said nothing.
Everyone in the hall thought it was the bamboo horse that was fast at first, but after seeing the reaction of the two women, they gradually came to their senses.
The theoretical paradox that Zhao Rong laughed about before, "One Li cannot catch up with the Bamboo Horse" seems to have reappeared in reality!
The man in charge of the shop was amazed.
Just when everyone was surprised, the swing, which was also a first-class sword and was recorded in the Sanchi Tower of Tai'a Sword Pavilion, suddenly slowed down.
It slowly stopped and finally hovered quietly in the air.
The swing was motionless.
The bamboo horse turned slowly and slowly, turning in circles a few times.
Zhao Rong and others thought it was Zhao Qian'er who did it and gave up the pursuit.
However, the little girl frowned and looked at Zhao Lingfei in shock, "Miss, I...my sword can't move."
When everyone heard this, they immediately understood that this was Zhu Ma's doing.
For a moment, I was very surprised.
Zhao Xifu folded his arms and looked at the bamboo horse quietly for a while, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but say:
"What a sword. This little guy's magical power involves the fundamental law that this brat just proposed, and understands the nature of the long river of time and the distance of space? Hiss, God will reward you with this mouthful of rice. Girl Zhao, this bowl of rice.
…It’s really not small.”
At this time, in Zhao Rongxin Lake, the sword spirit couldn't help but say:
"That's right, the kendo rules for making swords and tempering the body just now are related to the special heavenly paths such as the time and river... What a bamboo horse, it actually involves the two rare areas of time and space. This sword cannot be a lower-grade sword.
Ranked..."
Zhao Rong's expression changed.
He was also greatly surprised at the moment. Staring at the sublimation flowing on Zhu Ma Jian's body, he blurted out:
"Qingjun, is this Zhuma's natal magical power? Can it... control the continuity and discontinuity of the surrounding space and time?"
After hearing this, Concubine Zhao Ling did not answer immediately.
She squinted her eyes slightly, seeming to recall the strange feelings and scenes in Fanxin Lake, and tilted her head slightly:
"Brother Rong'er, what you're saying is profound, I can't quite understand it, and I can't describe this magical power in detail, but I can clearly feel... a certain strange order that can be changed according to my thoughts."
The woman with autumn eyes suddenly stretched out her hand, opened her five green fingers, and grabbed it through the void.
It seems that I am experiencing some sense of blockage and control.
She closed her eyes and suddenly said: "The air around here is a little thick, like... water. I can push it away... no, I can 'carry' it."
These words were mysterious and mysterious, and everyone who heard them was stunned for a moment.
Only a certain man with a big chest and a sharp-tongued sword spirit knew what Zhao Lingfei was talking about. This was the water of the long river of time... Neither of them said much.
Zhao Lingfei frowned slightly, "However, it seems that I can only move some water in the near distance. I lose control of the farther distances. Some of those distant places... some are like turbulent waterfalls, and some are like calm pools.
The water may be fast or slow. If the water is fast, it will be more difficult for me to carry it..."
She couldn't help but scan the crowd with her eyes, and she kept some words hidden in her heart.
That is... around Zhu Yourong, Yu Huaijin and others, the water flow is as fast as a river, but around Li Xueyou, Jia Tengying and others, it is as calm as a deep mountain deep pool.
As for that senior Zhao.
The water around him is like the rushing water of a river...
Then, Concubine Zhao Ling softly murmured some strange words.
Zhao Rong listened thoughtfully... Although the lady is a 'stupid student', these descriptions should be quite appropriate and are her subjective feelings.
This mysterious description is a bit like secret knowledge and should be very precious. Zhao Rong has never seen a similar description in any classics before.
Thinking of his wife getting such an adventure, even the calm and nourishing Zhao Rong couldn't help but be very happy.
He listened to Zhao Lingfei's description for a while, and asked some questions along the way, and gradually understood Zhu Ma's new and strange magical powers.
At this time, Zhao Rong nodded and said:
"That's it. According to what I said before, time and space are actually infinitely subdivided and not completely continuous..."
He paused because he saw Qingjun frowning and seemed to be trying to understand.
Zhao Rong had to change his mind:
"Well, the general idea is that under normal circumstances, because time and space are not completely continuous, a fast sword can catch up with a slow sword. This is also normal."
"But here, Madam, well, within a certain range around you, you can use the bamboo horse's magical power to make time and space continuous and infinitely divisible, so no matter how fast the sword is, it can't catch up with the bamboo horse, and..."
Zhao Rong glanced at the swing that could not move just now and analyzed it for her:
"So, madam, if you use your magical power to a certain extent, you should be able to make anyone and anything within a certain range around you stand still, just like what you just did with the swing. However, this ability should depend on your ability to '
The degree of water's control..."
Zhao Lingfei heard her husband's profound and simple opinions and nodded frequently. She felt that he seemed to be the sword master of the bamboo horse. Well, that's right, what was hers was his.
She smiled at him.
Zhao Rong glanced at her who was distracted and probed her head:
"Hey, don't be distracted. The...'water' in the distance is not in a hurry. You have just mastered this magical power. Just take your time."
Zhao Lingfei nodded.
At this moment, the noise outside the door became louder and louder, and many footsteps could be heard.
Everyone looked around curiously.
Zhao Xifu curled his lips.
Sure enough, someone soon shouted loudly.
"Excuse me, is Shopkeeper Zhao of Xia Chong Zhai here?"
The shopkeeper shouted:
"Didn't you see it was closed? What were you shouting for?"