Chapter 40: Like Words Doesn't Matter
Under the reflection of the candlelight swaying in the wind, a figure is projected on the thick wall made of rammed earth, and I can see the figure sometimes rising into the air like a shock, and sometimes falling like a flower in a deep valley, with a vigorous posture and light and easy.
Suddenly, a majestic sword qi swept out, and the candlelight in the secret room shook violently, but in the blink of an eye, the kung fu sword qi was a few zhang away, and it hit farther away.
There was a loud bang, and under the fierce bombardment of the sword qi, a slight cracking sound sounded, and the solid wall that could not be burned by fire actually appeared one after another abrupt cracks, indicating the vastness of the sword qi.
The slender ten fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the golden feather sword, the wrist rotated slightly, and the blade of the golden long sword pointed at the sky above the secret room in one fell swoop, and the cold light cut through the darkness, and a dazzling meteor burst out in the dark space, and the sound of the sword broke through the air.
Feeling Jin Ling's restlessness, Bing Xue gradually closed his eyes, his ten fingers suddenly tightened, his lips opened slightly, and four words clearly appeared between his teeth: "The sword goes with your heart!"
At the same time, the golden sword slowly fell, the sound of the wind suddenly startled, and a gust of wind instantly dispersed in the secret room, and where it was affected by the strong wind, the candle flame would not be extinguished, and it was in danger of surviving in the cracks.
It was like a substantial sword qi falling on the ground, and a barrier was immediately formed to separate the ground from the air, and the golden feather sword blade was slightly raised, and the barrier was also dragged up.
Within a radius of dozens of zhang from the ground to the low sky, there was not a single speck of dust, a piece of clean and quiet, as if there was nothing, the billowing dust above the barrier floated up, constantly rolling and churning in the air, and the rising dust was all permeated in the space one foot away from the top of the barrier.
Suddenly, the sound of explosion suddenly sounded, and when I looked down, I saw that the originally clean and translucent surface inadvertently revealed an unfathomable trench.
When the sound weakened little by little in the wanton flying of dust until it disappeared, the phoenix eyes that were confined by the ice and snow opened suddenly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he was about to take back the golden feather in his hand.
The light of his eyes swept over the golden sword body that shimmered with brilliant brilliance in the darkness, and the hand that was about to be waved out paused, and his heart moved, and a rich and firm color gradually appeared in his eyes.
Even if the end result is failure, she wants to try.
Recalling what Lin Hua said in his mind, he immediately followed what Lin Hua said, calmed his mind, tried his best to achieve the combination of strength and qi, and integrated his own qi and blood into every action, giving the exercises a vitality that he did not have.
In mid-air, the ice and snow dressed in white were like immortals in the painting, holding a golden feather in the air, a pair of plain hands clenched the golden long sword in his hand again, his right foot was lightly raised, and he took a step forward.
The hand holding the golden long sword was raised in the air, and the long sword fell steadily, and the piercing cold light on the blade flashed, and in an instant, it fluctuated violently in the high air centered on ice and snow, and the originally thin air also twisted as a result, as if a huge storm was brewing.
Bing Xue stared ahead, his red lips pursed, his hands holding the golden hilt slowly tightened, he took a deep breath, and his right foot took another volley in the air, and the cold blade slashed through the thick air that had gathered in the air.
"The third type, the sword breaks through the wind and clouds!"
Suddenly, a roaring explosion erupted from high in the sky, accompanied by a crackling sound, and the magnificent sword qi quickly spread out in all directions with the ice and snow as the center.
In the blink of an eye, there was no place in the huge secret room that was not filled with surging sword qi, and the sword qi rolled in the air, and the momentum was as great as if thousands of war horses were galloping together.
Bing Xue's eyes drooped slightly, hiding the horror in his heart, his face was indifferent, he took one step, held Jin Ling's arms and then waved it down vigorously.
With a bang, the sword qi slammed into the four walls of the secret room, and in an instant, a long and narrow gap appeared on the thick wall, and the four cracks were in the same position, forming a regular square circle.
Bing Xue withdrew Jin Ling, and although the hand that stroked Jin Ling's sword body was still faintly trembling, the corners of his lips were slightly raised uncontrollably.
As far as martial arts practice is concerned, once the state of mind is reached, everything will naturally fall into place.
Bing Xue frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes when he looked at Jin Ling in his hand, the reason why he was able to successfully practice the third form of the Absolute Martial Divine Skill this time was the most indispensable one for Jin Ling.
If she didn't have Jin Ling's assistance, it would take at least a few more months for her to practice the third form of this Martial Divine Skill, or even if she practiced it, she would never have the power she has now.
Looking up at the neat cracks in the surrounding walls, Ice and Snow quickly turned away.
Although the secret room is made of rammed earth, it is hard and durable, but it is not an excellent cultivation ground after all, and the performance of martial arts is inevitably limited by geography, and she can't wait to see the true power of the third form of this martial arts.
At the moment when the ice and snow stepped out of the secret room, the color of the dragon totem that was roaring on the high wall of the secret room suddenly changed from navy blue to gold.
The simple sandalwood bookshelves in the study were moved back into place, blocking the low, manic dragon moans behind them from the outside world.
The group passed through the gate of the Vermilion Palace and went straight to the Zhengde Palace.
General Fu Yuan knelt on one knee, clenched his fists and said: "Weichen greets Your Majesty, Qi Your Majesty, the person has been brought." ”
Tianchen Ye stepped forward unhurriedly, raised his hand and saluted, "The minister has seen Your Majesty." ”
When Fu Yuan spoke, Zi Ruo lowered his head weakly, who knew that the next moment Tianchen Ye's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Zi Ruo remembered that he had found a savior, and his waist immediately straightened.
Tianyang Fei was originally thinking about whether to deal with Ziruo lightly, but when he saw her appearance of not being afraid of heaven and earth with the support of someone, he raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his mind in his heart.
Tianyang Fei looked at Fu Yuan and Tianchen Ye in the main hall and said, "Brother Wang, please get up quickly." ”
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Tianyang Fei looked at Tianchen Ye and said with a smile: "I haven't seen Brother Wang for a long time, I miss it very much in my heart, and I happened to mention Brother Wang this morning, but I didn't think that Brother Wang would enter the palace now." ”
The corners of Tianchen Ye's lips hooked slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's really a coincidence, Fang Caichen said to Shuang'er that he was a little worried about Your Majesty." ”
Seeing that the two were chatting so happily, Zi Ruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the two of them should be in a good mood, so she also stood up.
As soon as Zi Ruo took a step with one foot, she heard a loud bang.
"Bang!"
Tianyang Fei punched the table, and the tea on the table suddenly spilled out of the teacups and fell outside.
This sound shocked Zi Ruo's foot immediately stopped in mid-air, turned a corner and silently retracted it.
Zi Ruo looked up at Tianyang Fei who was sitting above, but saw that Tianyang Fei was not angry with himself, but looking down at the folds presented, and the reason why he suddenly became angry was only because of the content in the folds.
Knowing that Tianyang Fei was angry not because of herself, thinking that there was a Tianchen Ye by her side, Ziruo's waist was straight for a moment, so she said, with Tianchen Ye here, how could Tianyang Fei lose his temper with her.
Tianchen Ye stood on the side, looking at Tianyang Fei in front of him, shaking the folding fan in his hand gently, but he didn't say a word.
Just as Zi Ruo was hesitating whether to stand out, a cough sounded.
Zi Ruo looked over, and saw Fu Hai, who was serving by Tianyang Fei's side, quietly handed him a look that was meaningful.
Zi Ruo understood and nodded towards Fu Hai.
I saw that Ziruo tried to open her eyes wide, and after brewing for a long time, tears began to flash in her eyes, but in a moment, those bright big eyes were full of tears.
Seeing that the tears were about to fall like this, Ziruo hurriedly put her hand into her sleeve and searched for a long time on her body, but she still couldn't find a handkerchief that could wipe her tears. e
At that moment, a hand reached out to her and handed her a handkerchief.
Zi Ruo took the handkerchief and began to wipe away her tears, and while wiping her tears, she made an intermittent sobbing sound, and Zi Ruo's cry in the quiet hall was particularly abrupt, and it was difficult for Tianyang Fei not to hear it.
Tianyang Fei put down the fold he had just picked up in his hand, and pretended to be curious and asked Ziruo: "Sister Huang, what's wrong?"
And Zi Ruo in the palace seemed to be waiting for Tianyang Fei's words, and before Tianyang Fei finished speaking, Zi Ruo pinched the corner of his handkerchief and sighed: "Your Majesty, do you know what day it is?"
Hearing this, Tianyang Fei just smiled and reminded her: "Imperial sister, I remember that tomorrow is the day of the queen mother's sacrifice. ”
In the past, whenever Ziruo made a mistake, she staged such a play, first diverting Tianyangfei's attention, then making Tianyangfei soft-hearted, and finally attacking heavily to make Tianyangfei ignore the mistakes he made.
As he spoke, Tianyangfei took the teacup handed over by Fu Dehai and leisurely tasted the tea.
Ziruo opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, do you know what today means to me? Today is the day when I have completed the fourteenth year of martial arts!"
As soon as the words fell, the palace people serving in the Zhengde Hall couldn't help but laugh secretly, in this huge palace, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess dared to say a bunch of nonsense when Her Majesty was angry.
Tianchen Ye was standing beside Zi Ruo, and he couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard the words.
Tianyangfei, who was sipping the tea in the cup, heard Ziruo's words, and a sip of tea almost stuck in his throat, after Tianyangfei swallowed the tea, he put the teacup in his hand on the table, and stared at Ziruo.
But Ziruo turned a blind eye and insisted on finishing the play.
"Your Majesty, today is the day when I have been practicing martial arts for 14 years, you also know, I don't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I usually love to fight and kill, and practicing martial arts can be regarded as a very, very important thing for me......"
Tianyang Fei lowered his eyebrows and thought about it, there was nothing wrong with this, seeing that her attitude of admitting her mistakes was quite good, and she was about to nod, who knew that Ziruo said again the next moment: "It's not good for me to sneak out of the palace in violation of the agreement today, but you also have to reflect and reflect, I, as the eldest princess of the Jin Dynasty, am I locked up in the palace by you every day, is it like words?"
In the end, Ziruo's voice became smaller and smaller, almost like a mosquito sound, and after speaking, Ziruo raised her head and glanced at Tianyang Fei.