The Book of Troubled Times

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, there is an unknown tomb.

There is no one to sweep the monument, and the monument is covered with snow.

Zhao Changhe and Sisi stood in front of the tomb hand in hand and looked at it silently for a while. They really did not have any bad feeling towards the Sword Emperor in their hearts. After all, his appearance flew by like a meteor without leaving any mark. On the contrary, his swordsmanship was of great help in the early stage, and the layer upon layer of energy gathering methods also laid the foundation for Zhao Changhe's unstoppable momentum in swordsmanship.

Wandering around in the world can be regarded as learning from hundreds of schools, and they have more or less incestuous feelings, but the hatred is getting weaker and weaker.

Having said that, the Sword Emperor himself had little presence in Zhao Changhe, but his lineage was an old friend of Zhao Changhe's practice. As Tingxuelou, who has been entangled with Zhao Changhe since his debut, although he has not caused any harm to Zhao Changhe, in fact, he ran away many times to avoid them. The trouble is still not small, and his early experience is also closely related to them. .

Nowadays, the Bone Burial Snow Peak seems to have been named Tingxue.

The practice of this lineage is very special. From Han Wubing to Shi Wuding to Snow Owl to Sword Emperor, they control and plunder at every level, making them look like Zerg and not like a swordsman at all. From this, it can be deduced that the way of heaven in the world of cultivating immortals should be a demonic cultivation. This kind of cultivation is definitely not decent.

Zhao Changhe knelt down, brushed off the snow on the stele, and reached out to carve two lines of words on the unnamed stele: "The tomb of the ancient sword emperor. The fate of Ji Changhe's thoughts."

He said: "Since it is a memorial for you and me, then we will remember it. They will not be unhappy because of this. Now everyone is not so angry."

Sisi looked at the line of words happily, with a smile as bright as a flower: "It's up to you."

Zhao Changhe stood up and held Sisi's hand again. He was about to say something when he suddenly said "Huh".

Sisi was also stunned. An ancient scene appeared in their minds at the same time, just like what they had seen in the heavenly book. On the vast earth, the old man was wielding a sword.

One horizontally and one vertically.

Horizontally, it analyzes the heaven and earth; vertically, it cuts through the universe.

Is this the remnant of the Sword Emperor's final thoughts that appeared after feeling the kindness of the two people?

What I saw this time was more intuitive than the original Tianshu VR. The Tianshu was only simulated and you still need to learn it yourself. But this time it seems to go directly to the sea of ​​consciousness, like a hint of power.

I don’t know what Sisi’s realization was, but Zhao Changhe felt that it meant a lot to him.

What were you doing just a few hours ago? When forging the dragon bird, the Void-Breaking Star Iron was used to cut through the void. But those are the attributes of the dragon bird. Zhao Changhe doesn't have this skill, so he and the dragon bird can't mutually benefit each other to achieve the best effect.

I want to find a way to break through to the other side, but I feel that Jiuyou is not suitable for me, because what I want in my heart is the way to destruction, not creation... Now this is not a pillow delivered to my door...

This horizontal and vertical line may not be a sword, but it could be a knife!

Zhao Changhe was greatly moved, and suddenly reached out to take out the dragon bird, but found nothing. Only then did he remember that Ling Ruoyu had been driven to do soy sauce by him, and Longque was holding her...

Zhao Changhe shook his head and laughed. He suddenly made a knife with his palms and slashed from a distance.

An invisible sword energy suddenly slashed out, crossing tens of thousands of miles, and struck at the end of the world.

"Whoosh!" A mountain peak was cut off in the far distance, but it was still stuck on the mountain, seemingly unchanged.

Slowly, the top of the mountain shattered into powder and dispersed into the void.

Sisi looked at Zhao Changhe in surprise. He didn't even use a knife for this cut... Is his current strength so terrifying?

Zhao Changhe shook his head slightly and looked down at the edge of his palm: "It can only be regarded as an improvement in skills, which is very helpful for me to find the final sword... I still haven't found the key in the realm... but I feel a little bit..."

Sisi scratched her head, but she scratched Miao Jiang's iconic beaded crown.

Zhao Changhe laughed, holding her face in his hands and rubbing it: "Why are you acting cute again?"

Sisi hummed and said, "I can't understand your practice anymore. Forget it, I don't care. My realm of control is enough. I'm not needed for fighting anyway. I only need to be responsible for being beautiful."

Compared to the time when Yangyang didn't even know what he was doing in the wind control realm, Sisi was very clear that he was a wind control person, but he had practiced step by step, and so far he was a normal control realm.

"Of course my maid is responsible and beautiful." Zhao Changhe held her face and kissed her gently, smiling: "After the secret realm of the Spirit Clan disappears, can we still raise those strange beasts?"

"The water and soil are different, so we can no longer raise them... Nowadays, there are really only ordinary beast species in the world. In addition, the techniques of controlling spirits that we have practiced before, such as attracting the power of beasts into the body, have been abandoned, but the method of controlling beasts is still there. It’s very useful. In addition, the worms are abandoned, but witchcraft and curses are also being repaired.”

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Of course it is like this. It is also a different feature from China. It is a pity to abandon it."

Sisi said: "Then what was the meaning of the sword just now?"

Zhao Changhe's eyes fell back on the tombstone, he pondered for a moment, and whispered: "The Sword Emperor is not a self-derived demon god in this world. He is an additional creation of Heaven, and his origin is different from everyone else. But in the final analysis, he is also an independent creature, not a clone of Heaven. Human beings, he has his own thoughts and practices. Those horizontal and vertical skills are not the skills of Heaven, but the Sword Emperor's own. At the last moment, he also got a glimpse of the origin. "

Sisi turned to look at his profile. For Sisi's level of cultivation, she actually couldn't understand the meaning of what Zhao Changhe said, but it didn't matter, as long as she was by his side and listened to him speak, she felt at peace.

Zhao Changhe was not discussing cultivation with her, but was just sorting out his own thoughts: "If it weren't for the interference of the Heavenly Dao, the Sword Emperor's sword would have rebelled in the end. The artistic conception of the setting sun and the fading clouds, is it because he knew that the enemy was Ye Wuming? I don't think so. He left the ordinary inheritance in the suspicious tomb, but left the last intention outside. In his heart, he actually hoped to avoid being known by the Heavenly Dao and have someone to inherit it in the future. Fortunately, it was Hong Ling who inherited this intention. When he saw Hong Ling in Kunlun at that time, his sword test should have been from the heart."

Sisi said: "You mean, his death thirty years ago was intended to cut off his own life?"

"Maybe... that battle didn't make people feel that he was broken The evil power has reached this level, so it is very likely that he held back... If so, the inheritance we are receiving now is the nail that the Sword Emperor has planted for the Heavenly Dao. "Zhao Changhe sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, he was able to reach the third place of the Demon God, which is higher than Piaomiao. He is not an easy person to deal with. The Heavenly Dao always wants to control these heroes, and will eventually be backfired. "

Sisi said: "Then if I don't clean up his tomb, will it be gone?"

"This is the fate you deserve for your kindness... Although it seems to be a bargain for me?"

"You are the one who engraved the words..." Sisi was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Who is who?"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly and bowed to the tombstone again.

Sisi also bowed with him, and the husband and wife followed suit.

The breeze blew over the tombstone, as if returning the gift.

The cause and effect of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum in the past has come to an end.

"Let's go." Zhao Changhe took Sisi's arm and said, "Take me to see Dali today."

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Here, they were worshipping the Sword Emperor to settle the cause and effect, while there, Ling Ruoyu, who was just hanging out, was strolling around with Long Que in her arms. The completely different customs from the Middle Earth made the little girl very happy.

I've been here as Xinghe, but not to mention that my memory is vague, as a sword, I was completely indifferent to the customs and people. Only now will I be interested.

Even Long Que is the same. Ling Ruoyu was carrying the big door panel, and a phantom of a loli with twin ponytails appeared. She lay on her back and let her carry her. She looked around curiously: "I've been here so many times, but I never noticed that this place is quite fun."

"Can you get off my back before talking?"

"You were the one carrying me."

"I'm carrying a knife. It's too weird to carry a person on my back. It's like carrying your wife. Hide in the knife and I'll talk to you."

"Anyway, ordinary people can't see me. Who knows you're carrying your wife... No, I'm not your wife, you're my wife."

"If you don't hide in the knife, it's assumed that you're my wife."

Longque slipped back into the knife. Ling Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more normal.

Although it seemed that she was still carrying Longque on her back, just like carrying her wife.

Speaking of which, no matter how human-like this couple is now, they are also transformed by swords. At least they are not very interested in human dress and food, but they are particularly sensitive to things related to fighting and cultivation. After a short stroll, we found an altar by the Erhai Lake. The surrounding area was full of traces of witchcraft that was very different from that of the Middle Earth. The entire witchcraft area was vast, about ten miles in radius.

Ling Ruoyu knew at a glance that this should be the place where the aunts said that witchcraft was used to trace the way of heaven. The little girl immediately ran to see it with her wife on her back.

As a result, she was stopped outside: "Witchcraft is a restricted place, no entry for idle people."

Longque translated for Ling Ruoyu: "No soy sauce is sold here."

Ling Ruoyu gritted her teeth: "Shut up."

Guard: "Oh, you dare to tell us to shut up, where did you come from, little girl!"

"..." Ling Ruoyu retreated and ran away, making a detour, trying to climb over the wall from an unmanned place on the side.

As a result, as soon as she climbed over, she immediately felt a special force coming, and the whole person could not help but age rapidly.

This is a witchcraft curse that can make people age, but Ling Ruoyu felt a little swelling and pain in her bear at the first time, and then it became a little bigger visibly.

If the master or parents were here, they might teach her earnestly and tell her that this is called development. But the little girl didn't know this, her face turned pale with fear, more frightened than turning into a rabbit in the Hero Pavilion: "Queque, save me!"

Longque poked his head out, speaking with jealousy: "Isn't this a good thing? Who is helping you so much? Oh, that's not right..."

It felt that Ling Ruoyu had not only grown bigger, but also a little taller. The face of the young girl dimly turned into a charming young woman, and she looked more and more like Ye Wuming.

Longque also opened his eyes wide in fear: "Help!"

Poor child, a knife and a sword, neither of them could play with these things, and for a moment they had no idea how to deal with them, and this time they spilled the soy sauce.

A voice soon came from the surroundings: "Today, Prime Minister Tang is inspecting here, and there are spies here! Catch him!"

Ling Ruoyu shouted: "Prime Minister Tang is my aunt!"

"I think you look older than Prime Minister Tang, catch him!"

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

In fact, if you see Prime Minister Tang's nephew, you will think so.

No, I don't want to be that old... Help!

"Look... You are not Ye Wuming? Why are you here..." Tang Wanzhuang's voice came from a distance, approaching quickly: "Everyone retreat, you are no match for her."

The guard retreated, looking at Ling Ruoyu with unconvinced eyes. This woman is about to cry. Is she as strong as Prime Minister Tang said?

Ling Ruoyu looked at Tang Wanzhuang who was flying in the air with tears in her eyes. She had never thought that Prime Minister Tang was so beautiful: "Aunt, save me."

Tang Wanzhuang almost stumbled: "Ruoyu?"

Yes, with so many dragons on his back, it must be Ruoyu. Tang Wanzhuang supported her with a smile: "It turned out that you were hit by witchcraft... There are many types of witchcraft protection here, but I didn't expect you to be hit by this one."

Ling Ruoyu felt that her wrinkles were popping up, and she almost cried: "Can it be solved?"

"Witchcraft is essentially a kind of energy effect. Before the realm of control, everyone can't tell it, but after the realm of control, it is much clearer." Tang Wanzhuang stretched out her hand and pressed it on Ling Ruoyu's forehead, injecting cool and refreshing true energy.

Ling Ruoyu soon felt that she had returned to her youthful beauty and sighed.

She looked down inadvertently and found that her breasts that had grown up with great difficulty were gone... She was heartbroken.

Longque also sighed and everyone was still at the same starting point.

Seeing the little girl's expression, Tang Wanzhuang laughed: "Why, you miss what happened just now?"

"That other thing is not good, this is good..."

"This is a good thing, it proves that you are just a little late in development..." Tang Wanzhuang said meaningfully: "In the future, as you grow older, this part can also grow, unlike some people who just grow like that."

Some people refer to the current emperor. It is not easy for loyal ministers and Han Xiang to say it directly.

Ling Ruoyu was overjoyed: "Thank you, Auntie."

Tang Wanzhuang sighed: "But the way you looked just now, I really thought I saw Ye Wuming. You are far away in the capital, how come you are here suddenly?"

"Master brought me here, he and Auntie Sisi went to worship someone..."

"So... what are you here for?"

Ling Ruoyu's heart moved, looked around, and there was no one around, so she lowered her voice: "Actually, I came here specifically to find Auntie."

Tang Wanzhuang was stunned and laughed: "Why are you looking for me?"

"If I say I want to match my parents... will Auntie be angry?"

"Why should I be angry? This is a good thing..." Tang Wanzhuang was aroused by what she said: "How do you plan to match them?"

Sure enough, Queque's judgment was right, Auntie Tang would only tie women to the bed for Master.

"I plan to write a love letter to my father in my mother's handwriting... I should be able to imitate my mother's handwriting, but how should this letter be worded? We won't..."

Tang Wanzhuang stroked her forehead in silence. I thought you had some fair and aboveboard method, so you could just say it directly. But it turned out to be this method. What's the point of saying it like this...Ye Wuming peeks into the world, and any newcomer or rookie fighting in any place is included in her observation and writing list. As her daughter, I'm afraid half of her energy is spent on spying on you. Aren't these words of yours conspiring in person? No matter what you write, Ye Wuming will turn the letter to ashes the next moment.

But on second thought, this is also a test to see how I write.

As long as it doesn't make Ye Wuming feel embarrassed, what will be Ye Wuming's attitude if it is a relatively normal marriage proposal?

Will it turn to ashes directly, or will he hesitate?

You can really try it.

Thinking of this, Tang Wanzhuang took out the graphite pen and note paper she carried with her for sketching instructions and handed them to Ling Ruoyu, whispering in her ear: "Just write like this..."

Ye Wuming had been listening with his ears perked up, but at this moment, Zhao Changhe put his palms together as a knife and chopped the intersection of heaven and earth from a distance.

Ye Wuming suddenly stared at the desolate appearance of the mountaintop, and was somewhat moved.

The Sword Emperor actually still had the remnant of sword intent, and was able to avoid his prying... This cause and effect is really strange.

What makes people even more excited is that Zhao Changhe actually found a key to pry into the other side here. You know, the Sword Emperor himself is not at this level, but the stone from another mountain allows Zhao Changhe to sharpen the blade.

This stinky man's talent is really amazing, how can I shake a person from the earth so accurately...

Wait, what did Tang Wanzhuang teach Ruoyu to write?

When Ye Wuming looked again, Ling Ruoyu had already hidden a note in the Galaxy Sword space and could no longer see it.

Ye Wuming was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Your mother taught you how to open the space inside the sword to carry clothes. You use it to hide love letters? Or love letters written for me to men!

Just as he was about to grab the child's ears and ask her to hand it over, he saw Ling Ruoyu running towards a woman in red clothes like a frolic: "Master, Master! Yu'er misses you so much..."

Looking at Ling Ruoyu throwing herself into Yue Hongling's arms like a swallow, Ye Wuming bit his lower lip and finally didn't go out to show his face.

Forget it... When this stinky girl hands it to Zhao Changhe, I have to take it out. It will be over in an instant, so there is no need to rush.