Long Xiangtian and his companions did not have to wait long before someone came out to invite them into the palace. The person who led the way was an elderly man, but Long Xiangtian sensed a strong sense of crisis from this man, who was even more powerful than Quan Zhenzuo at the beginning. It seemed that this man was also an important figure in the palace.
Although Long Xiangtian had some complaints about the Emperor Tang making him and his men wait outside for so long, he did not show it. It was probably because the Emperor Tang wanted to temper their spirits so that they would have some respect for him.
However, a small incident happened during this process. Luo Jian insisted on bringing the sword into the hall. The elder who led the way certainly disagreed. Unexpectedly, Luo Jian actually got angry. To him, the sword was his life, and he could not take off the sword.
Later, after Long Xiangtian's persuasion, Luo Jian agreed to temporarily put the sword in the storage ring. The elder was one of the few people who knew that Long Xiangtian's identity was extraordinary, so he also took a step back, which calmed the matter down.
When Long Xiangtian arrived at the imperial court, he was amazed at the splendor of the palace, especially the nine angry dragons above his head, which looked so lifelike that it even gave him a sense of oppression. The Emperor of Tang was sitting at the highest point of the palace, looking at his subjects with dignity. He had an unparalleled aura of an emperor who was intimidating without anger, and he was completely different from the relaxed look he had when he was joking with him before.
"Greetings to the Emperor Tang." Long Xiangtian and others still bowed respectfully to the Emperor Tang.
"You are the geniuses selected from thousands of people in the Tenglong Empire, and you are also the hope for the future of the Tenglong Empire. No matter what family you belong to, I hope you can always remember that you are the subjects of the Tenglong Empire."
It must be said that the Emperor Tang's voice carried the majesty and unquestionable authority of a superior. Coupled with Luo Jian and Yan Liu's sense of identity and belonging to the country, the two of them became excited after hearing the Emperor Tang's words.
However, the words of Emperor Tang were not so impressive to Long Xiangtian. After all, although he was also a member of the Tenglong Empire, he had been in Jianqing Sect since he was very young and had stayed there for ten years. His feelings for Jianqing Sect were deeper than those for the Tenglong Empire. So Long Xiangtian did not care about the words of Emperor Tang.
Emperor Tang was also helpless about Long Xiangtian's look. Although he knew that this guy might not be from the Tenglong Empire, he could at least pretend to be one. This way, Emperor Tang could have a way out.
However, at this point, the Emperor of Tang could only pretend that he had not noticed and continued, "Come here, give the rewards I have prepared to the few people."
Following the Emperor's order, the eunuchs respectfully brought out three trays, on which were three storage rings. The eunuchs respectfully handed the rings to the men and left.
"Speaking of which, the things in the rings of you three are all very good. You can go back and check them for yourselves." Emperor Tang and the others accepted the rings and then spoke.
Then Emperor Tang conferred titles on Luo Jian and Yan Liu. Although they did not have any real power, it was still an honor. However, many people were puzzled as they thought Emperor Tang should have conferred a considerable title on Long Xiangtian, which should at least not be inferior to that of Luo Jian and Yan Liu. But who knew that Emperor Tang only conferred titles on Luo Jian and Yan Liu and stopped there.
Although many people in the hall were puzzled by Emperor Tang's decision, no one dared to question it. Perhaps Emperor Tang had some special considerations.
Although not many people in the court knew about Long Xiangtian's special identity, there were still a few people who knew, at least the two from the Situ family and the Yan family knew it. Long Xiangtian was not dissatisfied with the Emperor Tang not conferring him a title, because he never cared about such things anyway.
After the reward was over, Long Xiangtian and his companions withdrew directly. Looking at Luo Jian who was full of ambition, they secretly thought that the Emperor Tang's method of winning people's hearts was really quite useful. However, what made Long Xiangtian laugh was that Luo Jian immediately put his sword back on his back after he came out of the hall.
After leaving the palace, Long Xiangtian brought Luo Jian to Hua Ge and asked Cai'er to book a private room for him, so that he could discuss the matter of "sword intent" with Luo Jian.
However, what surprised Long Xiangtian was that Cai'er looked at him with a resentful expression, which made him feel a little guilty, wondering how he had offended her.
"Brother Luo, I'd like to know more about 'Sword Intent'." After sitting down, Long Xiangtian asked first.
"Actually, I can't really explain the concept of 'sword intent', but you can think of it as a communication with weapons." Luo Jian said cheerfully.
"Communication? How to communicate?" In Long Xiangtian's eyes, weapons are just weapons. How is it possible to communicate with weapons? He couldn't help but feel a little skeptical.
"Brother Long, don't simply think that weapons are just simple metals or supplies. A good weapon has its own consciousness, or a good user can communicate with the weapon."
After hearing what Luo Jian said, Long Xiangtian still felt somewhat distant about his words.
"This feeling of communicating with a weapon cannot be formed in a day or two. You must have a very deep feeling for the weapon, and even let the weapon resonate and identify with you. When you treat the weapon as a partner instead of a cold object, that is the basis for you to form 'intention'."
"Resonance." Long Xiangtian murmured. He remembered that he had felt the sound of a bell coming from the 'Fang Tian Stick' before. He wondered if it could be considered a resonance with it.
Seeing that Long Xiangtian was thinking about something in a low voice, Luo Jian did not stop talking: "Brother Long, you know, I am called a sword fanatic. I have been inseparable from this sword since I was a child, slowly feeling its every resonance and rhythm, and treating it as my other life, thus forming the sword intent. I think, Brother Long, you are extraordinary. If you want to cultivate the 'intention', it must be much easier than my stupid method." Luo Jian also had great confidence in Long Xiangtian.
Long Xiangtian also knew that it was impossible for him to cultivate "intention" in a short period of time, so Long Xiangtian was not in a hurry. His friends had a lot of things to do, and "intention" was something that could not be forced.
Then, a maid brought out the dishes, and Long Xiangtian and Luo Jian chatted about all sorts of things while eating delicious food, chatting and laughing. However, Long Xiangtian was a little surprised that Luo Jian didn't drink a drop of alcohol, so Long Xiangtian couldn't force him.