Zhao Changhe didn't even look back: "Don't bother, with my little weight, if I really get involved in court affairs, I'll be eaten up by you old foxes sooner or later, not even bones left."

Cui Wenqu sat opposite him, sipping a cup of tea that his daughter handed him with satisfaction, and said leisurely, "So you intend to stay in the Jianghu and not touch any suspicions about your identity? But you should face it now."

Zhao Changhe asked strangely, "Face what?"

Cui Wenxian sipped his tea calmly, "The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, are you interested?"

Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up instantly.

Can he really take it away?

"If the junior is not mistaken..." Zhao Changhe tentatively asked, "This knife is actually used to replace the effect of the Qinghe Sword. Uncle shouldn't let anyone take it away, right?"

Cui Yuanyang, who was making tea, trembled slightly and looked at her father in shock. Could it be that Uncle Er's accusation was true?

The effect of the Qinghe Sword was gone, and it was just a sword that could cut iron like mud now. It could no longer bear those meanings. If it was a fake sword, it seemed difficult to deny.

Zhao Changhe said, "Since the sword is still the same sword, it still carries symbolic significance. Whether or not the mysterious effect is there is secondary. On the contrary, it allows seniors to use it more freely."

Cui Wenqu clapped his hands and laughed, "That's true, but not many people in the world can think like you. If you really take out the ineffective Qinghe Sword, the Cui family can't bear it."

Not to mention others, even Cui Yuanyang was a little unbearable and incredulously asked, "When did this start?"

"This is a matter of time. In fact, there were signs when your father was rampant in the Jianghu more than ten years ago, and it has finally been completely eliminated in recent years." Cui Wenqu said lightly, "The spirit of the divine sword is condensed for what purpose? The meaning of clearing the sea and purifying the night of the small fry, in the hands of people like us, why should it be preserved? It's good enough if it doesn't kill you. Why should it be used for you? It should be returned."

Cui Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, but then calmed down and whispered, "That's the way it should be."

"I, Cui Wentan, admit that I am not worthy of the Qinghe Sword. How many people in the Cui family have a little self-awareness? When the spirit of the divine sword is gone, they don't think about why, but instead use the meaning of the divine sword that is most repulsive to small fry as a bargaining chip for power struggles. Even if the spirit of the divine sword is still there, it should cry!"

Cui Yuanyang pursed her lips and didn't say anything, feeling a little sad."Cui Wenxia no longer talked about Qinghe Sword and turned to the topic of Da Xia Longque,"Longque was the sword used by His Majesty when he conquered the world. It was extremely sharp and domineering, and its orders were absolute. Sometimes it made people feel like an innocent child without any scheming, jumping around when stimulated. That was the nature of the sword. If it wasn't like that, it wouldn't be able to maintain such a domineering intention."

Zhao Changhe nodded. He had experienced it and it was indeed like that. The sword's reaction was a bit juvenile, but it was normal for the intention of a treasure sword. It was not a living creature that could remain calm.

"His Majesty knew that Qinghe Sword had gone wrong a few years ago, so he gave me this sword. It looks like it can also be used as a town's demon sword. At least it's difficult for others to tell whose intention it is when it's put together. It can be used temporarily." Cui Wenxia smiled and said, "No one thought that my Cui family used swords. Why did His Majesty choose to give me a sword... Of course, there is a reason for it."

Zhao Changhe felt that Cui Wenxia was a supporter of the emperor based on this feeling. It was obvious that Xia Longyuan giving him the sword was helping him. "But since this is the case, Senior obviously needs this sword very much. I can't take it away."

Cui Wenxia smiled, "Do you think that after today's incident, anyone will dare to think about Qinghe Sword in the short term? It's no harm for now. That's another matter. The more critical issue is that I think Longque is also eager for battle. If it continues to be kept in this small room, its spirituality will be lost sooner or later. This is a waste of a treasure."

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Zhao Changhe sighed, "Indeed, it feels like it can't wait anymore. I really don't want to stay here."

"Since it recognizes you, it's an opportunity. Are you still being polite?"

"Senior, it's not that I'm polite. I really like this sword, but I feel like I can't take it with me..." Zhao Changhe was very annoyed. "Its killing intent is too strong. It can be felt from far away. Everyone knows it's a treasure sword. My current strength is like a child holding a gold bar in a busy market. It's a source of trouble, and I'm not at ease. If I carry it in a sheath, it's too heavy and inconvenient. If I unsheathe it, it will also attract people's attention. It's all troublesome."

"You're guessing wildly." Cui Wenxia smiled and said, "If you really want to conceal the killing intent of the treasure sword, there are many ways to do it. Just wipe something on it. Why do you need a copper sheath? Copper sheaths are for nurturing spirits! The jade sheath has a better effect, but it's too expensive and easy to damage. No one uses it like that. Many people use a jade box."

Zhao Changhe said, "I'm an ignorant person. It's nothing."

Cui Yuanyang, who had been quietly acting like a lady and making tea for her father and lover, finally couldn't help but laugh."So it's easy for you to take it away. You can even cover up the shiny and sharp feeling of its blade with an antique rusted appearance. It looks just like a broken knife, which is not a problem for us." Cui Wenxia said leisurely, "But on the other hand, you can't rely solely on this. It's emitting so much murderous aura because it doesn't listen to you yet. When you become its master, it will naturally be obedient and can even warn you of danger. That's what you should strive for."

Zhao Changhe was very interested. "How do I become its master?"

"Not yet. Your strength is not enough. Although you are compatible with it, it will only recognize you as a partner at most. There is still a long way to go before you become its master." Cui Wenxia blew a breath into her cup and said calmly, "Keep practicing."

It seems that you don't even know how much you need to practice to become its master. Are you just pretending to be cool? Zhao Changhe couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Why do I feel like you really want me to take the treasure sword away? Is it just to keep it from gathering dust?"

Cui Wenxia said, "To be honest, I also want to pass on some information to some people, such as Tang Wanzhuang or the emperor. I can't even guess what the emperor is thinking now. He should have some reaction when he knows that you are carrying the Dragon and Phoenix on your back in the martial arts world."

Suddenly, Zhao Changhe remembered what the blind man had said.

Compared to people like Xia Longyuan, the Cui family may be more like ordinary people.

Indeed.

Their thoughts are still focused on the court, the martial arts world, and the family legacy. Even if they are experienced and cunning, they cannot escape from this framework.

"In that case, I won't be polite." Zhao Changhe finally stopped being courteous, "I really like this sword."

Cui Wenxia smiled, "I have already added something to it. Wait a moment and have some tea."

Cui Yuanyang, who pretended to be a lady, was so happy that she almost overflowed. Finally, Brother Zhao has truly gained something after all the hardships he has been through. This is what he deserves, not being pointed at and called a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

And this must be a real treasure sword that can be used continuously and is difficult to wear and tear or chip. At least it is much more durable than the wine gourd! From now on, Brother Zhao will think of her when he holds this sword. She doesn't know when the wine gourd will break, hehe.

She happily poured new tea and poured a cup for her father and lover.

To be honest, when Cui Yuanyang was moved by Zhao Changhe in the martial arts world, she thought there would be some kind of conflict or tragedy between them. At first, her father really wanted him dead, and the trend seemed to have a sense of an impending tragedy.

As a result, her father and Brother Zhao turned out to be so harmonious, so harmonious that others felt that they were a pair... The rebellious little girl felt that she had never seen her father so pleasing to the eye. Should she give him a massage later?"Senior." Zhao Changhe took a sip of tea and started a conversation, "There's something I've always wanted to understand, but I never had the chance. Can I ask senior now?"

Cui Wenyuan said lightly, "You can't call me senior."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and tentatively said, "Uncle?"

The old face actually turned a little red.

Beside him, Cui Yuanyang's face was even redder, and the water in the corners of her eyes was about to overflow.

Cui Wencong seemed not to see it, and calmly drank his tea, "Hmm, ask your question."

"About this era... the previous era, what was it like and how did it collapse? Senior, your family has a long heritage, you should know some of the details, right?"