Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 82
His sword
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In the hall within the county office.
Chen Tong sat at the table with a frown as he stared at the mound of information with a worried expression.
A young girl who looked to be 18 or 19 years old was sitting in a chair not far from there, her two calves hanging in the air impatiently.
He was playing with a long, gloved sword.
The scarf is made of purple wood. It was a little beautiful but not very interesting.
The base of this sword was carved with the shape of a cloud. The material was neither gold nor jade, but it was suffused with a faint purple light, making it clear that this sword was extraordinary.
“Brother, is the mission the Governor gave you so important?”
Chen Ying placed his sword on the table beside him and cupped his face with his hands. He muttered softly, “You didn't even talk to me after returning to the governor's court. Also, why are there so few people in your governor's palace?”
Currently, although Chen Tong was still the captain of the independent area, he no longer had any subordinates in the residence.
Only the regular servants and police were left.
He made clear his attitude, clearly recognizing the regional governor as his superior.
This behavior made Chen Ying very curious.
What's the Governor like?
He could really make his brother so certain.
Although the last time he came back was ten years ago when he was a teenager, he still remembered Chen Tong's excited demeanor back then. His brother did not care much about the county governor at that time.
"Brother, tell me about it." Chen Ying jumped up from his chair and walked around Chen Tong. He giggled and said, “What kind of person is the governor? Is he very strong?”
The Governor master was a god-like figure, Chen Tong explained simply, but his gaze was still focused on the table.
This was all information about Wang Jinsheng. They were very detailed, even about what he had done when he was young.
He had interrogated Wang Jinsheng himself.
The problem now was how to spread the news quickly that Wang Jinsheng was imprisoned in Lu County based on this information.
It would be better if everyone knew.
He had tried to pass on this news to the foreign merchants who came and went, paying them to help spread the word, but he could clearly sense that the merchants were simply patronizing him.
Although Cui Heng had killed a large number of local merchants in Lu County City, the foreign merchants paid little attention to it. They simply borrowed the convenience of the Hong River water transportation line to come here to buy and sell goods. They wouldn't stay for long, so they weren't too affected.
“Huhu, perfunctorily.” Chen Ying pouted. He was a little dissatisfied with Chen Tong's attitude, but he wasn't one to throw tantrums. He quietly came to the table and saw the information on it. He said in surprise, “That's someone from the Wang Clan in Langya.”
“You also know about Wang Clan from Langya?” Chen Tong looked at his sister and asked curiously, "Didn't your Immortal Dawn Sect close the mountain a hundred years ago?"
“My brother, are you stupid? It's not like the Wang Clan from Langya who just appeared in the last hundred years.” Chen Ying could not help but roll his eyes and say, "In addition, even though we have sealed the mountain, there are often disciples who come down to investigate the matters of the world."
Before returning to County City, the two had already spent seven days together. They were no longer as far away as when they first met, and they spoke very casually.
They were like siblings who had been together for many years.
“Aiya, I was thinking about something else and was a little confused.” Chen Tong patted his head. He had humiliated himself in front of his sister.
"Hmph, since you're usually good at cooking, I'll forgive you!" Chen Ying crossed his arms with a smile, as if he was extremely generous. He asked again, “I heard you mumbling to yourself over these past two days. Do you want to spread the word that Wang Jinsheng is locked up here?”
“Yes, the governor has ordered me to find a way to spread the news that Wang Jinsheng is being held in Lu.” District Chen Tong nodded and said, “It is better that everyone knows.”
"Aah?" Chen Ying was slightly surprised upon hearing that. He asked curiously, "You want everyone to know about it, not just the people from the Wang Clan from Langya?"
“It is not mandatory.” Chen Tong shook his head.
"It's too simple." Chen Ying clapped and smiled. “Sister, if I think of a way for you, tell me what kind of person the governor is, okay?”
"Do you really have a way?" Chen Tong looked at his sister suspiciously. In effect, this girl only knew how to eat, drink, shop, and play. He looked strong and excited, but he didn't look very smart.
It had to be said that in the eyes of an elder brother, no matter how beautiful his younger sister was, she was still at a flower level. In the eyes of others, Chen Ying's appearance could already be considered a national beauty. However, in Chen Tong's eyes, she was not as gentle and beautiful as the neighboring girl.
“Please promise me first.” Chen Ying looked arrogant and said with a smile.
"You go first." Chen Tong was not fooled by his brother's deception.
“Heh, you only know how to bully me. I only come back occasionally.” Chen Ying stomped her feet in dissatisfaction, but she still pretended to be helpless and said, “Huh~ alright! The teacher said that one should do more good deeds and help others. I'll do good things for once. Brother, let me ask you, since ancient times, what is the easiest to propagate and what is the easiest to know?
"Government decisions?" Chen Tong pondered.
“Tsk, why do ordinary people care about these things? You must have never walked the streets before.” Chen Ying said in disdain, “It is a legendary story told by storytellers.
I've been touring the entire Lu County in the past two days. There's a tea shop in the south of town. The storytellers in it are very popular among the people. There is also one in the west of the city. As long as they started talking, the teahouse would definitely be filled with people.
Also, the traders who come from outside also like to buy some story books from the book club to take home to get rid of their boredom on the way home.”
"If not?" Chen Ying smiled and said, “Many people like to recommend things they like and stories they like to others. What other way could be faster than spreading it spontaneously?”
"It looks like it's really worth it!" Chen Tong could only nod after thinking about it. He looked at Chen Ying in surprise. “What do you think of this? You were stupid when you were young. ”
“Pfft! Who do you call stupid?!” Chen Ying was extremely dissatisfied.
He had grown up on the mountain since he was young and rarely interacted with people from the mortal world. The people on the mountain were all older than him, so he still had a childish temperament.
Clap it! Clap it! Clap it!
At this moment, the sound of applause sounded from outside. It was Cui Heng who walked with Hui Shi.
“Greetings, Milord!” Chen Tong hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"Master?" Chen Ying was stunned for a moment before he bowed respectfully to Cui Heng. “Greetings, Mr.”
Although he did not know who that Cui Heng was, the only person in Lu County who could make Chen Tong address him respectfully was the governor.
This governor was someone very important to Chen Tong, so as his sister, he had to work well.
She could not leave a bad impression on her brother's superior. Although the two of them had fought a lot lately, they were still very good at keeping each other in front of outsiders.
"No need to be so polite." Cui Heng waved his hand. His gaze was fixed on Chen Ying, but did not leave.
"My lord ..." Chen Tong panicked.
"Sir, you've been looking at me for a long time." Chen Ying smiled and touched his cheeks. "Are there rice beads on my face?"
He was trying to melt the atmosphere.
In reality, his cultivation realm was already on par with the peak of the Inner World realm. How could he not notice if there was rice on his face?
"You are a disciple of the Eternal Dawn Sect?" Cui Heng suddenly asked.
"Aah?" Chen Ying was stunned when he heard that. He blinked his bright eyes and put on a blank expression. "Master, what is the Eternal Dawn Sect?"
The disciples of the Eternal Dawn Sect had to hide their identities and not reveal themselves when they left the mountain.
They could not act on behalf of a disciple from the Eternal Dawn Sect.
Outside of Cangcheng Mountain, only Chen Tong knew that he was a disciple of the Eternal Dawn Sect.
She had not expected her brother to reveal this information.
Chen Tong, who was standing at the side, inevitably looked at Cui Heng in shock. He hurriedly lowered his head. He wanted to explain to Chen Ying, but at this moment, explaining undoubtedly admitted it.
Clangs!
At this moment, the sound of a sword suddenly sounded in the void. It was like a crane flying into the sky, piercing through the minds of the three people present.
At the same time, green sword lights emerged from thin air and danced around Cui Heng. A layer of colorful clouds spread out with sword lights, quickly filling the entire inner hall with colorful lights.
"Eternal Dawn Sword Arts ?!" Chen Ying could not help but exclaim. He looked at Cui Heng in disbelief and was very surprised. "You, how do you know the secret techniques of my sect, and ..."
He was not sure if he should say the rest.
Because he even suspected that he was hallucinating right now!
What Cui Heng had just displayed was the supreme achievement of the Eternal Dawn Sword Art, the "Flying Cloud Light Sword". For him, this was already a legendary world.
Only the current Sect Master and a few elders could reach this level.
Why is it seen in the hands of outsiders?
That's even a man!
The Eternal Dawn Sect never accepted male disciples.
At most, someone had walked down the mountain and coincidentally taught some martial arts men. However, those people could not even be considered disciples on behalf of, much less be able to impart the sect's ultimate technique.
"I have some connections with your Ancestral Master." Cui Heng's eyes were deep as he sighed softly.
Looking at Chen Ying in front of him, his gaze seemed to have passed 200 years and he saw the little girl practicing swordplay in front of him again.
"By ... My Ancestral Master ?!" Chen Ying was a little surprised and felt his mind could not keep up.
Buzz! Buzz!
At this moment, the purple sword that Chen Ying was putting on the table suddenly shook and even floated itself.
It seems to respond to some calls.
Cui Heng turned his head and looked up. Then, he looked at Chen Ying. "Is this the sword your Ancestor forged?"
Chen Ying involuntarily nodded and said, "Yes, yes."
A faint smile appeared on Cui Heng's face upon hearing this. He asked gently, "Can I see it?"