Chapter 440 The fastest sword in the world and the two sword emperors of the human race
The fastest flying sword in the world?
Zhao Xifu looked at Zhao Rong with great interest, pondered for a moment, and reported several strange sword names.
Some of them have never been heard of by everyone, including Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer who are practicing sword cultivation.
Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.
Zhao Xifu frowned, "Aren't these all? In the history of Xuanhuang Cultivation World, these swords were all the most 'fast' at that time. The powerful predecessors who owned them were all beings who could stand alone on the top of the mountain at a certain period...
Wait, then what you are asking about is the fastest sword in the world?"
He pinched his chin and pondered: "Over the years, I have heard some talk about it from people who came to the restaurant to beg for drinks. I heard that there is a very fast sword in the West Fuyao Continent, and the name of the sword is Kuchan... Well, it seems like the Dongtai Continent
There is also a handle..."
The man in charge of the shop gave two interesting sword names and paused.
His eyes kept falling on Zhao Rong's face, and every time he reported the name of the sword, he carefully looked at his expression for verification, but Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head the whole time.
"Isn't it? Hey, you don't know whether you are tricking me or not, yes or no!" Zhao Xifu knocked on the table slightly.
Zhao Rong still shook his head.
Zhao Xifu glanced at the calm expression of this brat, and felt a little unhappy... His grandma's legs were dripping, and she was even more arrogant and pretentious than me in my territory, but she couldn't be compared to him.
He complained secretly, but also aroused some competitiveness.
He sneered and continued to cross his chest and guess:
"Is it the one from Nanxiaoyaozhou? The name of the sword seems to be called... called... Yili. It is one of the most popular flying swords of the girl in the Southern Sect of Jiange who works vigorously and resolutely.
"This girl seems to be called Ziyi. I heard people say that her sword is very fast, and she can travel across the North Sea in the morning and evening."
Zhao Rong was used to shaking his head, but he was slightly startled the next second and turned to look at someone at the table.
By the way, have you heard the name of this sword somewhere? One... One Li, um, is it the ‘purple line’ that loves to draw circles?
Zhao Rong glanced at Li Xueyou and raised his eyebrows slightly.
This shy little girl didn't seem to notice the movement on the field. She lowered her head and ate gracefully, unable to see the expression on her face. She seemed to have no reaction to Zhao Xifu's words...
At this time, Li Xueyou seemed to notice Zhao Rong's calm and searching gaze.
Her ears were red and her head was buried lower.
At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and smiled, "Senior Zhao, her surname is Li and her given name is Ziyi. She is very famous in Nanxiaoyao."
She interjected and added.
Zhao Xifu nodded and looked at Zhao Rong questioningly.
The latter had already withdrew his gaze from Li Xueyou and shook his head calmly.
Zhao Xifu couldn't help it anymore and scolded his mother: "It's neither this nor that. Could it be that your sword is the fastest in the world? Guess what, I won't serve you anymore. I love whoever you want."
Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong and others also looked confused.
Zhao Rong waved his hand and said in a serious tone: "It's not me."
He swung his hand with four fingers bent, leaving only one index finger, and nodded at Zhao Lingfei.
Zhao Rong smiled, "She is my wife."
The venue was quiet for a moment.
After taking a break, Zhao Lingfei opened her eyes, looked at Brother Rong'er in surprise and confusion, and pointed at herself, "Me...me?"
Zhao Rong suddenly became interested, turned around and said with a bad smile: "You ask such a stupid question. My wife is not you, could it be someone else?"
After Zhao Lingfei was stunned for a moment, she immediately replied: "No!"
Zhao Rong showed a look of 'realization', "Oh, it's really not you."
Zhao Lingfei widened her beautiful eyes and quickly corrected herself: "Yes, yes, yes."
Zhao Rong nodded, "Oh, the lady mentioned here is someone else."
It's not true to say "no", it's not true to say "yes", someone is just teasing her intentionally.
Zhao Lingfei stomped her feet in shame, biting her silver teeth into pieces, and raised her hand to pinch him, "If you want... you just want to beat him!"
She wanted to say "I want to die", but it was too flirtatious and inappropriate at this time. Moreover, Zhu Yourong and other outsiders were also present, so Zhao Lingfei had to maintain the image of a Confucian scholar and a good wife.
Just like the side of her that imitates the scumbag, it can only be revealed freely in front of him in private...
At this time, Zhao Rong blinked, as if he didn't understand what she said, nodded to himself, and said clearly: "Okay, I will go and bring another lady home to marry her."
As he said this, he also burst into laughter.
Half serious, half joking.
A certain little fox demon lowered her head and pursed her lips to eat because of the flirtation between the young Confucian scholar and the woman with autumn eyes. When she heard Zhao Rong test his words, her fox eyes lit up slightly, and then she peeked at the woman with autumn eyes.
Zhao Lingfei glared at this bad husband who was making fun of others, and "tied" his sleeves with her bare hands. In fact, she twisted the softer flesh on his arm, but she couldn't bear to part with the harder flesh...
Zhao Lingfei tilted her head slightly and looked at him with her autumn eyes, "You dare! Try it." Her voice was soft and crisp.
She raised her bare hand and raised her two fingers to make a sword, as if she wanted to bluff him.
Die if you try?
Zhao Rong glanced at the lady with a smile on her lips, and then at the sword pointed in her right hand. He leaned back, blinked and swallowed, as if to avoid the lady's peerless sword.
Zhao Lingfei's Qiongbi snorted softly twice, and Zhao Rong smiled and stopped talking.
Zhao Xifu shook his head at this time and said: "Are you kidding me with your farts? It's not like I haven't seen Zhao Da girl's sword before? Are you talking about the 'green plum' or the unlucky 'bamboo horse'? They don't look alike.
In terms of speed, which magical power is the fastest?"
He glared at Zhao Rong, "You are obviously talking nonsense."
Zhao Rong's focus was a little off. He frowned and said, "Have you seen it?"
At this time, Zhao Lingfei explained softly at the side: "The first time I entered the fast, I asked Senior Zhao to take a look at the 'Green Plum'. The second time I entered the fast... that is, this meal, Senior Zhao said it was like taking a look at the 'Bamboo Horse'
.Husband, although Senior Zhao is unscrupulous in his words and deeds, he does not mean any harm. He...can also be regarded as my senior brother, so don’t worry."
Zhao Rong's brows relaxed.
Zhao Xifu crossed his arms and interjected in surprise:
"It's not like I've never seen a first-class sword before, but Zhao Da girl's first-class sword has suffered a tragic decline in quality. Tsk tsk, this is really the first time I've seen it. This is different from having a first-class sword broken to pieces by the enemy.
The embryo of the sword still exists, and its spirituality is still there, but it is 'intact' and it falls again and again, ah, until there is nothing more to fall... It is really rare, and the scene is really mysterious and mysterious..."
Then, he said something that Zhao Rong and others could not understand, which seemed to be related to some kind of Taoist philosophy involving first-class swords.
Everyone around the table looked at each other, stunned for a while.
Zhao Rong suddenly understood. He heard from Fan Yushu that there were many rules for eating in Xia Chong Zhai. For this meal, Zhao Xifu allowed Qingjun to enter the Zhai to cook the meal himself. It turned out that he had put forward the conditions for sword watching... He sighed slightly.
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After Zhao Xifu finished speaking, Zhao Lingfei had a calm expression. She leaned forward and gently leaned on her husband's shoulder. She smiled and called softly: "Senior Zhao." She shook her head.
The shopkeeper glanced at the proud daughter of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion who was calm and calm, and stopped talking, but he still muttered "Is it really worth it? This kid is worth a shit"...
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, nodded suddenly and said, "Well, this bamboo horse owned by my wife is the fastest sword in the world right now. There is nothing... faster than it."
Zhao Xifu sneered, "Fart. It's already like that. It's probably faster than a turtle. I don't know why this girl is still raising her so carefully. Wouldn't it be better to raise Qingmei instead? It's a waste of energy...
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"Xiao Zhao! You still said." The man couldn't bear his venomous tongue, but was interrupted by Bing Niang's glare, and he shrank his head.
Zhao Rong shook his head, "Can a turtle crawl? It's enough. It is the fastest sword face in the world. The swords of other genius sword cultivators are not as good as my bamboo horse."
He smiled, and Concubine Zhao Ling next to her was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her husband who was smiling happily.
Zhao Xifu felt that Zhao Rong was trying to insult his IQ, and waved his hand impatiently, "In your dream, right? Okay, it's almost done. You just can't compete in person with these swords. If you don't admit it, you are cheating on me, but
You can tell me believably, this bamboo horse is probably not as fast as my ice lady."
In fact, there seems to be one... Zhao Rong said in his heart.
Zhao Rong asked with a smile: "Then which sword did Shopkeeper Zhao think was the fastest at that time? Let's compare?"
Zhao Xifu crossed his chest and looked at Zhao Rong sideways:
"Heh, let's take the nearest one, the one belonging to that girl from the Southern Sect of Tai'ajian Pavilion..."
Zhao Rong interrupted and corrected: "The nearest one is my bamboo horse." He looked serious and deserved a beating.
Zhao Xifu got angry and waved his hand, "Forget it, his grandma's comparison is nothing but nonsense. Let your 'bamboo horse' run ten more steps, a hundred steps, or a thousand steps, and it will be surpassed by Yili overnight.
...I’ll stop messing around with you and return the wine to me.”
Zhao Rong thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, Yili will never be able to catch up with Zhu Ma."
"fart!"
"We'll know if it's a fart or not. Let's do it this way. As the shopkeeper said, I'll let Ichili take the bamboo horse a hundred steps first, test the speed of the two swords, and start the race."
Zhao Rong paused and said with a smile:
"Obviously, Yili can never surpass Zhuma in one day and night. Not only in one day and night, but also in one day, two and three days, and countless days in the future, Yili cannot catch up with Zhuma. He can only follow Zhuma's butt and eat ashes.
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The tone is firm.
Everyone was astonished, even the quiet Li Xueyou couldn't help but raise his head, looking curiously and puzzled at the young Confucian scholar who had spoken so categorically.
The shy girl put one hand in her sleeve and held the small purse given by her sister.
The embroidered purse bulged under her delicate hands, as if it was about to be opened at any moment.
A certain sword was sent across a continent to this remote place. I wanted to break free from the panic of its young master, jump out and kill a young Confucian scholar who provoked me to look down on 'swords'... and then draw a hundred more pictures around his head.
Circle.
Zhao Rong didn't realize that he was playing with fire, and even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.
At the moment, he looked puzzled. He shrugged and looked at Zhao Xifu, who looked unconvinced, and the curious and doubtful people: "Isn't this an obvious thing? How to catch up? Don't you all know?"
Zhao Rong said directly:
"Ichili lets the bamboo horse go a hundred steps ahead, and then it sets off to catch up with the bamboo horse. When Yili flies to a distance of a hundred steps, the bamboo horse must have flown forward for a while while Yili is running.
, for example, this distance is said to be ten steps. At this moment, Yili is one hundred steps away from the starting point, and Zhuma is one hundred and ten steps away from the starting point.
"Next, in order to catch up with the bamboo horse, Yili continued to move forward and ran another ten steps. During this time, the bamboo horse must have run forward for some distance, for example, one step, and he was still ahead of Yili.
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"In order to catch up with the bamboo horse, Yili continued to fly forward and flew a step further. During this time, the bamboo horse continued to move forward and advanced half a step. Yili continued to chase for half a step, and during this time the bamboo horse continued to fly forward.
We’ve made some progress…”
Zhao Rong paused in his words because the hall was already silent. He smiled at Zhao Xifu who was staring at him and everyone who opened their eyes:
"Yili can only keep chasing my bamboo horse. How can I surpass it? Which one is faster or slower? Do I need to say more?"
"..." Zhao Xifu
"…………"other people.
The sword that is famous in Nanxiaoyaozhou for being able to travel to the North Sea and even the dark blue sky can't catch up with a sword that has fallen to the bottom. Who is the fastest sword? Do I need to elaborate?
Many people on the field nodded slowly.
"Well, let's put it this way... I can tell you that Sister Zhao's sword is indeed the fastest." Su Xiaoxiao, who lowered his head and twirled his ten little fingers, raised his head, nodded in affirmation, and said something very fair.
Zhu Yourong and Master Yu Huaijin looked at each other, always feeling something was wrong, but they couldn't find anything wrong, "This..."
Concubine Zhao Ling's autumn eyes widened and she held Zhao Rong's hand, "Is... is it so powerful?"
Hey, her bamboo horse sword is so powerful, why didn't she know it?
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded at the silly lady, "Of course my Qingjun is the most powerful."
Zhao Lingfei's pretty face turned red. Her originally fair skin seemed to have a layer of natural rouge, making her very beautiful and attractive.
Li Xueyou stared blankly at Zhao Rong, who was making an understatement. The purse in her sleeves had also stopped stirring. She was inexplicably overwhelmed by the comparison. It seemed that someone couldn't control it, and she fell into the 'sword'.
Thoughts of life.
Everyone had different reactions, and Zhao Xifu’s expression was even more wonderful...
Not long after, he wiped his face hard, and then, Zhao Xifu looked at Zhao Rong expressionlessly:
"Why." One word at a time.
This cynical shopkeeper looked more focused and serious than ever before, something Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and others had never seen before.
Zhao Rong, who threw out the "can't catch up with the turtle paradox", lowered his eyes and said nothing. He poured another glass of Bing Niang wine leisurely and handed it to Zhu Yourong, who was also staring at him in counterclockwise order of seats.
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Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, he moved slowly and slowly.
Zhu Yourong did not go to see the wine, but looked at Zhao Rong without blinking, as if he was also waiting for the answer to this question.
"A bamboo horse cannot be faster than a chestnut."
The unshaven Zhao Xifu spoke in an extremely serious tone. After a pause, he slowly shook his head:
"If we compare like this, my sword will never be able to catch up with the bamboo horse. Not only my sword, but the Tai'a sword in the Tai'a sword pavilion, the swords of the two great emperors who used swords to prove the Tao in the history of the Xuanhuang human race, and even the coexistence of all races in ancient times.
Even the swords of the ancient sword emperors born in that era cannot catch up!"
As the shopkeeper spoke, his voice gradually became smaller and he looked around: "All the swords in the world, all the swords in the past and present, can never catch up with Zhao Yatou's bamboo horse. They can only get closer..." He looked at the dark night outside the door, "
forever……"
Zhao Rong nodded lightly and smiled, "Well, I really can't catch up. As I said just now, the fastest sword in the world is Qingjun's bamboo horse."
As he said this, his thoughts in his heart were churning like waves, thinking quickly about something Zhao Xifu had just said.
It has been almost 90,000 years since the human race reached the top of the Xuanhuang Realm, and eight great emperors were born. Zhao Rong knew this, but among these eight great emperors, in addition to the second-generation great emperor Jiang Taiqing, who was famous for later generations, there was actually a second sword emperor.
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Who is he or she? How come I have never heard of a poisonous sword spirit who likes to talk about kendo mentioned...