Lincheng Huamo Chapter 135: The Secret of the Dance
"Are you the poor guy who has been alone for hundreds of years?"
King Gui repeatedly murmured this sentence, indeed, there are too many poor people in the world who have been alone for hundreds of years.
It is a lot of comfort to think that there seems to be no barrier between Zhong Xihou and Yan Hu Deliang, but they still have a cooperative relationship.
"King Gui, when I fought with the black dragon yesterday, he was really playing tricks on me unilaterally. The same is true. I have one more thing to worry about."
King Gui was puzzled and wondered what could happen to make the Marquis say this.
"I originally thought that with my current cultivation level, I could travel around the world. I am as outstanding in martial arts as my junior brother and Xiao Yu, and he is a member of the world of immortal cultivators. There are very few of them. If there is a life and death fight, my junior brother and I will not pose a threat. Xiao Yu and I will both lose at most.
, maybe, we are just slightly at a disadvantage. But yesterday’s defeat made me feel sad and at the same time, I was also inexplicably scared.”
Fear?
Such two words came out of the mouth of this Xisha Aohu. King Gui frowned deeply and barely managed to squeeze out the word "Sichuan".
"Of course you heard it right, I am indeed afraid. In such a big Ye Empire, people like black dragons are rare. In terms of number, are they really a minority?"
After saying this, King Gui roughly understood Zhong Xihou's worries. She thought for a long time and finally said: "Since Lord Hou's master and brothers are such powerful beings, I'm afraid there really is no rival in the world. But Lord Hou
, have you ever thought that since they are such powerful people, why can't they just wave their sleeves and deal with the Mo family's affairs or the Qingyang Rebellion?"
Hearing this, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but smile, and then explained for King Gui: "I am not an immortal cultivator, and although I don't particularly understand the twists and turns. But I think about it, immortals also have some rules and regulations. Immortals who have reached a certain level of cultivation cannot
Feel free to take action against us mortals..."
"If that's the case, why would the Sword Sect in the world attack the Mo family again and again?"
"Why don't you think about my junior brother? His cultivation is not bad and he is an immortal cultivator. Why can he take action against mortals? Thinking about it, it is because his cultivation of immortality is not enough and he cannot understand such rules."
Although this explanation is uncertain, it can explain many things.
King Gui nodded and stayed with Zhong Xihou for another half hour. The two did not talk about any serious matters, but only talked about the miscellaneous notes about the early days of Daye that Yan Hude had unearthed.
King Gui was about to leave, but he was stopped by Zhong Xihou, who said: "King Gui, call Zang Yan here for me. After a trip to hell, I miss her so pretty."
When he heard about Zang Yan, King Gui looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed. Zhong Xihou obviously saw that something was wrong, and the first thing he thought of was Qin Ji's inexplicable death.
Thinking of this, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but feel panic in his eyes. He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed. But he had no choice. Although the injury had recovered well, it was really difficult to move freely.
With just that movement, his whole body immediately ached, and finally he lost all his strength and collapsed on the bed again.
He never thought that he, Zhong Xihou, would be so weak one day, gasping for breath and asking: "How is she?"
King Gui had never seen the Marquis care so much about a woman one day, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart, not knowing whether he was happy or worried.
"Miss Zangyan left without saying goodbye and disappeared without a trace."
Hearing this, Zhong Xihou felt relieved. It was a blessing to face death and say goodbye without saying goodbye.
"That……"
Before Zhong Xihou finished speaking, King Gui continued: "I ordered Honghong to look for him before coming here. I think Honghong will also use Xi Di's power in Jinling City."
"That's good, that's good. King Gui, you can go out too. You are used to planning at night, so you should go back and rest."
Wang Gui then went out and saw the clear sky outside the house and the gentle breeze. He felt in his heart that it was a lonely shadow for hundreds of years, but it was sad.
Marquis Zhong Xi was once again alone in the room. He called softly, and the orange-robed woman appeared again out of nowhere.
She simply sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Zhong
Xihou, Zhong Xihou didn’t need to ask, she had already given the answer.
"That girl has an impure mind, but her love for you is indeed true."
Marquis Zhongxi knew that his thoughts were impure. But when he heard that the feelings were true, Marquis Zhongxi couldn't help but relax his brows.
"You don't have to look for it. That girl has things she needs to do but hasn't done yet, and there are choices she should make but hasn't made. Also, you kid is really a playboy."
Hearing the orange-robed woman accusing him, the black-faced man actually had a proud smile on his face, and he said in a sullen tone: "When a man is alive, he lives among thousands of flowers. He is careless and unkind, that's all."
The orange-robed woman couldn't help but sneer and then said: "Although that girl was once in a prostitute, she was helpless and forced. If you really want her, you should sincerely love her. It's a pity, a pity."
The tone of his conversation changed. Zhong Xihou couldn't help but frown. He turned his head and looked at the orange-robed woman, waiting for answers.
"It's a pity that you were so injured that you lost consciousness, and you were muttering the name of another woman. If you are so carefree and heartless, wouldn't this girl be just like the beauties in your harem who are just playthings when she goes to the West?"
Zhong Xihou couldn't help being surprised. What he said in his mouth was someone else's name?
"Don't think about it anymore, Fairy Baiyun. I only saw you once in the new year, but I still remember you so much. I don't know whether to call you infatuated or stupid."
When he heard that he was talking about Fairy Baiyun, Zhong Xihou's face looked ugly. Indeed, he was just the same person in the past. He often saw that beautiful figure and handsome and heroic face in his dreams.
I think part of the reason why I treat my junior brother like that is because this junior brother is the adopted son of Fairy Baiyun.
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, fellow disciples, they would miss each other's adoptive mother. It's against ethics, it's really ridiculous.
"Wu Yu, according to your guess, will she come back?"
The orange-robed woman didn't think much about it, she nodded directly and said: "According to my guess, she will come back, but I don't know what year or month."
Zhong Xihou smiled bitterly, and then said: "She is really a silly girl. If she wants to leave, she should first let me go to the government to help her get a piece of silk."
The orange-robed woman chuckled, and then said: "Is your silk fabric written about Lincheng or the city that never sleeps?"
Hearing this, Zhong Xihou's face became even more bitter.
"It was your second senior brother who saved you, do you know that?"
The orange-robed woman changed the topic. Zhong Xihou also knew her intentions, and wanted him not to embarrass himself because of such a thing. Hearing that it was his second brother who saved him from the black dragon's claws, he wanted to hear vaguely
He blinked at the words, knowing the meaning.
"A pot of wine, ten steps of singing, and a lonely shadow for a hundred years. Now, the immortal has nothing to ask for."
A lonely shadow for a hundred years?
People say that immortals are free and happy, but could it be that immortals are also lonely?
"It seems that he is still too arrogant. He has no ability to resist under the claws of the black dragon. It is really embarrassing."
The orange-robed woman shook her head and said: "In the secular world, you are indeed not bad. But the black dragon is older than several of your senior brothers. Although he is a sword spirit, how can you defeat him with hundreds of years of practice?
?”
Zhong Xihou chuckled, and then asked: "Wu Yu, how does your cultivation compare with ordinary martial arts?"
The orange-robed woman shook her head. Zhong Xihou thought she didn't know, but when the orange-robed woman spoke, she changed the subject.
"What the immortal said, I thought about it carefully, and it makes sense. Little guy, maybe the Wuyu sword is destroyed, but I still stay by your side, which is also a burden to you."
Zhong Xihou didn't understand what she meant and asked hurriedly: "I asked you before, you said that Wuyun Sword was destroyed. If you can have a new body, it will be no problem. Why?"
"The body is hard to find. That's why I didn't take precautions that day, nor did I expect that Qu Qu's firearm could completely destroy Wu Yu Jian."
If the orange-robed woman hadn't told Marquis Zhong that the Wuyun Sword was useless, Marquis Zhong would not have destroyed the sword in such a pretentious manner.
"I stay by your side, you are just dancing with the wind
Magic ability. If I leave you, maybe you can concentrate on listening to the rain, and it is not impossible for you to understand martial arts along the way."
"No!"
This word of rejection was simple and straightforward. Although the orange-robed woman had expected it, but she actually heard it, she was also very happy. She also fell in love with this black-faced man more and more. After experiencing so many masters, except for immortals, I am afraid
This little guy is the most appetizing.
Seeing the smile on the lips of the orange-robed woman, Zhong Xihou also understood that there was room for trouble.
Thinking of this, he also relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "You actually made a joke with me. Now maybe you said what you wanted to say?"
The orange-robed woman thought that the joke was enough, nodded, and planned to inform Marquis Zhongxi about Di Guangming.
"Little guy, do you know why Wuyun Sword and Tingyu Sword are so similar?"
Zhong Xihou listened and said with a solemn expression: "I heard you said that in addition to Wuyu Sword and Tingyu Sword, there are two similar swords, but are they related to this?"
The orange-robed woman was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she had been too talkative in the past and had already revealed a little bit about her origins. Since she had said some things before and got the will of the immortal, it would be perfect to tell her everything this time.
"The immortal once turned spiritual energy into minerals and made four spiritual swords, named Nuxiao, Shating, Wuyu, and Tingyu."
Zhong Xihou also recited the names of these four swords, and then asked: "Then, where are the other two swords, Nu Xiao Tong Cha Ting now?"
The orange-robed woman shook her head and replied: "I don't know where, but in the world, we are the most precious treasures. To the immortals in the sky, we are spiritual swords of the highest quality. But to the immortals, we are just him.
It was a plaything created in free time. He also led the four of us to kill in all directions, and it was so fun. But after a hundred years, maybe the immortal got tired of it, sealed our spirituality, and gave it to the mortal swordsman one by one."
Zhong Xihou was a little puzzled. He knew that his second brother's swordsmanship was indeed unrivaled, but could he just forge a superior spiritual sword? It was hard to imagine how terrifying his abilities were.
"In the past, the Immortal used to use the Wuyu Sword, so the wear and tear of the Wuyu Sword was more than twice that of the other three. Maybe it was because the Immortal felt guilty, so he didn't seal my spirituality for hundreds of years.
Later, I also experienced the hands of one swordsman after another. Among them were heroes, some murderers, some unparalleled people in the world, and some were weak scholars who had no power to tie a chicken. Unfortunately, in your generation, Wu
The sword has run out of oil, so the lamp will naturally go out."
From what the orange-robed woman told Xiao Yu at night, and what she said now, Zhong Xihou roughly guessed something, and asked: "So, you have always existed, and although the other three swords have sword spirits, this one does.
There is no difference."
The orange-robed woman nodded, shook her head, and explained: "Of course there is a difference. If the spirit sword recognizes the sword master, it will slowly wake up. For example, Ting Yu, I am afraid it won't be long before he can open his eyes.
."
Thinking of the orange-robed woman saying that Ting Yu was a young boy, Marquis Zhong Xi felt curious and a little expectant. Because the child's future has infinite possibilities, would the same be true for Ting Yu?
But if it was just about the fact that there were four swords similar to Wu Yu, and the possibility of the resident sword spirit awakening, and that was all, then the orange-robed woman's previous hesitation should not have been like this.
Since the orange-robed woman decided to tell everything this time, she would naturally tell all the secrets related to their four swords.
"Although swordsmen all like swords, they don't think that having too many swords is a bad thing. But for ordinary swordsmen, when they really fight, one or two swords are enough. Four swords are more of a burden.
"
What the woman in orange robe said is true. She only has two hands, and it is useless to carry three swords on her body. One in the left hand and one in the right hand. Is it possible that the third one is held in her mouth? But if you think about the scene carefully, Zhong Xi
Hou Jing felt that it was not impossible to try.
"So, my second brother cast you, and your power is not limited to this?"
The orange-robed woman nodded, looking at her lips closed and pursed slightly, as if hesitating. After a few moments, she finally sighed and made a decision.
"If you have the opportunity and gather four swords together, these four swords will eventually be combined into one, and its name is Ye Bai."