Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

It has been a few days since the live broadcast of Jianzheng Kyushu in Shonan, but the topic of Zhao Cheng has been discussed endlessly.

Not only young people but also middle-aged people, even those old people who don't play with mobile phones or even watch TV, know that Yanhuang has produced such an eighteen-year-old boy saint.

Breathing out into a sword, the sword can be said to be unparalleled in power and prestige!

You can hear such discussions in the streets and alleys, and even some old people swear what they said. When I was young, I heard that this place in southern Shonan has extraordinary feng shui and dragon veins.

Hey, looking at it now, it is indeed the case, this is a dragon in our Shonan, not an ordinary dragon, but the king of dragons!

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother naturally heard all this in their ears, but they felt unreal in their hearts.

How long has it been? Then there is the saint, too soon.

They have all practiced swordsmanship. Although they are slack now, they still understand the difficulty of swordsmanship.

...

Qingyuan, when get out of class was over, Zhao Xiaoxiang sat bored in her seat, listening to the chatter around her. In the past, she would still be reborn because of this, but now she just feels a little noisy.

Thinking that she was watching the live broadcast in class, why suddenly, it seems that she has an extra sister-in-law, this plot is not right.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that people are really powerful.

Among the girls that Zhao Xiaoxiang knew, even Li Qingmeng and Li Huanger, especially the latter, who still had the halo of a big star, were completely inferior compared to Qin Honglian.

It's not that the facial features are not good, but that there is a dimensional gap in temperament.

This wave, it's called "Heavenly Explosion"!

Even, in the past two days, at home, she occasionally heard her parents whispering, and even they said something, her son had a good eye, and she couldn't understand it.

It is said that mother and daughter-in-law are born to be opposites. As a result, my mother has rebelled against the revolution before the horoscope is written. This is not how it is shown on TV.

Zhao Xiaoxiang was brainstorming in his mind.

"Sad!"

Life is not easy, Zhao Xiaoxiang sighed.

"Xiao Xiang, what are you worried about?"

Yang Shiyun naturally knew what Zhao Xiaoxiang was worried about, but she still asked.

This moment is just like that moment.

Before Zhao Cheng blew himself up, Zhao Xiaoxiang was also worried in various ways. When Zhao Cheng blew up, Zhao Xiaoxiang was also happy, which was very real.

"I'm worried!"

"I'm worried that Zhao Cheng's not-so-intelligent appearance will be deceived by bad women outside. I remember my mother told me that the more beautiful the girl is, the easier it is to deceive others, especially the one who wears a white skirt and is very fairy-like." , are generally big liars!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang said seriously, all he had to do was report his name.

...

In another classroom, Li Qingmeng was also sitting in a daze in the classroom bored, listening to the discussions around her.

She was seldom in a daze at first, but she didn't know what happened recently, and she felt a little bit of melancholy for no reason.

Teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad, but they fall in love with upper floors and upper floors...

Suddenly, she thought of this poem.

She is actually a very sane person, but the reality is that sane people seem to be irrational.

Originally, it seemed that everyone did not win, so it was nothing.

In the end, after seeing Qin Honglian traveling with Zhao Cheng's arms in Shenzhou, she couldn't calm down.

The plot was wrong, she was the one who came first.

What she thinks is that she has forgotten each other, but she still can't help being angry. This kind of mood, she herself feels, is not like her at all.

Another thought, she suddenly thought of the night when they first met, what she said perfunctorily to Qin Tai at that time, her ideal lover should be a hero, a top scholar, have great ambitions, soar into the sky...

Each of these words does not name names, but it seems that each of them is referring to names.

Moreover, it seemed that Zhao Chenggong was watching from the sidelines.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help covering her face.

After that, she thought of something, looked at the tablet on her chest, it was actually not very flat, but she still couldn't help but have a strange thought, could it be that she lost here?

After this encounter, her thoughts of forgetting the world have faded, she is not convinced, not convinced, still not convinced.

Qin Honglian is just relying on her being twenty years older than her. After twenty years, she is confident that she will not be bad.

People are so strange, even if they know...

If Li Qingmeng knew about Yan Sisi, he would understand how prescient Yan Jinghong was.

...

In Chu City, the sky was dim, and Zhao Cheng and Qin Honglian were strolling in the city.

In a few days, he not only learned all the Shengu Ten Swords of the Shengu Sword Sect, but also relied on a piece of equipment to communicate across time and space, which made the red characters of the Shengu Ten Swords deepen a lot, and successfully integrated into the four swords. In the Jietongtian sword.

And after this, there seemed to be red words in the brackets behind Zhao Cheng's Four Tribulations Tongtian Sword, which were about to condense.

Along the way, he kept accumulating foundations, and now his foundations are so deep that it can be said to be bottomless. Even if it weren't for his Four Tribulations Tongtian Sword, which has too high aspirations, so there are many things that need to be filled, his swordsmanship, should be Already half a foot into the red field.

Although it is said that there is no superiority, there are broad and narrow points. If the heart is higher than the sky, it is easy to be thinner than paper, because the framework is too large, and it is easy to be unable to fill it in a lifetime.

The city was full of people. Zhao Cheng was dressed in white, and Qin Honglian was dressed in a moon-white dress. Along the way, the two attracted a lot of attention.

Because everyone now knew that he was in Chu City, so Zhao Cheng did not hide his whereabouts.

There were many gazes, but most of them were curious, but few rushed over to strike up a conversation.

"Mr. Zhao Cheng, I have seen the purest way of swordsmanship in you. I want to worship you as my teacher, and please accept me!"

But there are exceptions to everything. At this moment, a foreigner suddenly came in front of Zhao Cheng. With a snap, he wanted to kneel down to worship his teacher, but found that he was still unable to kneel down, as if his body was resisting him.

This person is none other than the foreigner Zhao Cheng saw in Chu City a few days ago, the one who introduced Donghuang Taiyi to his companion.

"I have no intention of accepting apprentices at the moment, not to mention that your swordsmanship is not on me, and in the world, your practice is clearly on the right track, why come to me to ask for it?"

Zhao Cheng could feel the sincerity in the other party, not to himself, but a kind of sincerity in seeking Tao, so he added a little more.

For him, it is natural that there are as many strong people as possible in the world. Every strong person and their wisdom can be turned into the driving force for him to move forward.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhao Cheng to teach outsiders some of the most core things. The way of swordsmanship has no borders, and people have nationality.

Even if the world becomes unified in the future, he must be biased. This is the only way to be human. If you want to be selfless, then you will be a god. Zhao Cheng will not let himself become that kind of thing.

The foreigner was shocked when he heard the words, his expression changed, he seemed to understand something, and immediately said respectfully: "I have been taught!"

...

The sky gradually turned dark, and at the same time, countless lights were lit up in Chu City, including lanterns on the wall and lanterns in hands.

There are people singing on the street, and at the same time, there are bright lanterns in the sky and in the water.

As she walked, Qin Honglian left suddenly for a moment, and when she came back, a white fox mask had already passed over her face, not only her, but also many tourists around her.

Today is the Shenxiao Lantern Festival in Chu City.

"Zhao Cheng, this is for you, it matches you very well."

It was an emperor's face, which seemed to be Emperor Yu in an opera.

Zhao Cheng smiled and put it on his face without refusing.

"Let's go put the lanterns!"

"OK!"

...

That night, the lights were brilliant, and the young emperor was a picturesque beauty.

It happened that a plot was finished, and there were still five chapters in the morning.