Zhao Changhe finally calmed down a bit, took the pill and asked, "What is this?"
"A treasure that can completely transform one's bones and cleanse one's meridians and marrow is hard to come by. It doesn't mean you will have everything just because you are powerful. Even the royal family may not have it. However, not all children of different families are born with good bones. Each family will always think of ways to improve them. This is an example. It can strengthen the toughness of the meridians and improve tolerance."
It sounded very reliable, so Zhao Changhe asked, "What is the difference between widening the meridians and strengthening the meridian toughness?"
"Your meridians are like small streams that can only accommodate a small amount of water. If they are widened, they can accommodate rivers. But rivers also need strong dams, otherwise they may burst. This difference is not difficult to understand."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "I understand. In other words, although my stream cannot be widened, I can still add a dam to withstand water flows that exceed its carrying capacity."
"Yes, even if you really widen your meridians in the future, this toughness will still be useful. In fact, if your meridians are not tough enough, you may be afraid of the fragility of your meridians and dare not move when there is a chance to widen them. You will definitely need this thing sooner or later. Do you still think that I can't give you anything now?"
"Well, I never said that..."
Cui Wenjing did not expose him, and said calmly: "Of course, this medicine is not particularly suitable for your current condition, it is just a slight improvement... A permanent solution requires opportunity, and we will also help to keep an eye out for news."
"Thank you very much." Zhao Changhe took the pill handed over by Cui Wenjing and swallowed it without saying a word.
Seeing him swallow the medicine directly, Cui Yuanyang became anxious again: "Why is this guy so anxious? Will there be any problem if he swallows it like this?"
Cui Wenjing laughed dumbly: "Don't be so shocked. Your father is here, what can happen? I gave it to him so that he can eat. He knows much more than you. If he doesn't eat while I am here to protect the law, will he wait for you to protect the law? If something really happens, what else can you do except cry?"
Cui Yuanyang's face was swollen from being slapped by his own father, and he ate in a huff.
Cui Wenjing was so disappointed: "You are not even qualified to be a counselor for these matters. Do you know how stupid it is to waste the past ten years? If you know the business, you can help him. Why should he put down his self-righteous face and apologize to me?"
"Got it..." Cui Yuanyang muttered, "I'll start practicing now."
There was some relief in Cui Wenjing's eyes.
Cui Yuanyang's talent is recognized as the best in the clan. She can learn almost everything at once since she was a child, but she is unwilling to practice hard. But she has been laying a solid foundation since she was a child, unlike Zhao Changhe. If Cui Yuanyang can really start to practice martial arts with all her heart this time, her achievements will be truly limitless. At a certain time, she can dominate the world by herself, so why would she need a husband!
To be honest, he really didn't believe Zhao Changhe could do it in three years. Even if all the resources of the Cui family were given to him, he couldn't make it to the top of the list in three years. At present, he could do his best to help. There was nothing wrong with making an investment, and it would make his daughter happy. What if it worked? That would be a huge profit.
But what he hopes more is to let Cui Yuanyang awaken on his own, which is worth more than anything else.
But Cui Yuanyang suddenly lowered his voice: "Dad..."
"Um?"
"The emperor gave me a sword, so I can't give it to someone else, right? Does that count as deceiving the emperor? Actually, we're not really afraid of that emperor..."
"Be careful with your words."
Cui Yuanyang muttered and stopped talking.
"Do you really think that Xia Longyuan is too old and incompetent to control the situation, which has led to the current turmoil in the world and Tang Wanzhuang's weak body supporting the empire alone? Are you reading a story?" Cui Wenjing said coldly: "The first place on the Heavenly Ranking is not something you can understand. This is not something you can ask about. Don't let your imagination run wild."
Cui Yuanyang was dejected.
Brother Zhao paid so much this time, but in the end he had to bear the humiliation of others' gossip, but he didn't get any benefits. The little girl felt sorry for him and wanted to give him everything, but she found that she couldn't give him anything, even couldn't take him to the boudoir...
Cui Wenjing glanced at her and suddenly realized what she meant by asking about the knife. His expression became a little strange. He then looked at Zhao Changhe, who was closing his eyes to absorb the medicine to strengthen his meridians. He stroked his beard and said in a low voice: "The emperor gave me a knife, so of course I can't give it to others casually. That would be disrespectful. But some people may not be subject to this limit..."
Cui Yuanyang blinked his eyes and said, "Even if he is... he can't just give it to him on his own initiative, right? Isn't that still overstepping his authority?"
"You're still trying to use your father's words..." Cui Wenjing laughed, "I've said before, the number one on the Heavenly Ranking is beyond your comprehension... The knife he gave is simply impossible for ordinary people to wield, and they will be strongly rejected. If someone can get along with him, and the Cui family gives it to him as a matter of course, how can that be called acting on one's own initiative? That's called pandering to the will of the superiors." Cui Yuanyang's eyes sparkled, and he looked eager to try. Cui Wenjing glanced at his daughter and said lightly, "But I suggest you don't go looking for trouble."
Cui Yuanyang smiled apologetically: "No, I'm just asking."
"Don't try to be so rude..." Cui Wenjing said calmly, "His current suspicious identity is still a big asset, even if he denies it. Because as long as it is not confirmed, people can only guess and hesitate about how to treat him. Once he goes to try out some broken knife and the result is not friendly... Although it may not prove that it is not true, the probability is greatly reduced, and the asset will be gone. Why do you think your father never reveals his identity to him openly? This is one of the reasons."
Cui Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave up the idea of stealing a knife to give to his lover.
For some things, adults have a lot of considerations, and you can't just play around with them.
"But..." Cui Wenjing whispered to himself: "If I try it secretly, it will be interesting..."
Cui Yuanyang's eyes lit up again. Try it secretly. I stole it and gave it to him to try. Isn't that just trying it secretly? If you reject it, just put it back. Nothing will happen. If you are friendly...
Cui Wenjing said, "I tried your third brother again this morning, but there is no result yet. Yuan Yong is back tonight, and there will be a final trial at the ancestral temple. Do you want to sit in? You may be better able to understand some things yourself."
Cui Yuanyang lowered his head and said, "I... don't really want to... or let's just forget about it..."
"Nonsense! You think your life is not important, but the Cui family thinks that finding the traitor is more important! Forget it?" Cui Wenjing said coldly: "This time, maybe we have to use the Qinghe Sword."
Cui Yuanyang was stunned.
Just as Zhao Changhe wondered why he hid the sword, because the Qinghe Sword was upright and righteous, and the sea was peaceful and the river was clear, and the evil and the wicked could not hide. However, the sword was spiritual, and it would be stained with blood. Cui Wenjing had no problem controlling the sword, but it was difficult for him to keep the sword obedient even when he was distracted.
There are not many upright people in this world, not even Cui Wenjing himself. What if he is careless someday and chops people with his sword, or even cuts their necks? Will Cui Wenjing still be able to live as a human being
But when it is used specifically, there will definitely be no problem.
This matter is so complicated that it cannot be investigated at all. Do we need to use the Qinghe Sword
Cui Wenjing was obviously in a bad mood when he said this. He waved his sleeves and said, "Okay, Zhao Changhe has absorbed the energy smoothly and is about to wake up. You take care of him and let him rest. Your father still has some things to do."
As expected, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes at this moment, and a bloody and ferocious look flashed across his eyes.
Cui Wenjing paused as he was about to leave, and turned to look at him in surprise: "You... Fourth level of Blood Evil? The medicine I gave you was for the internal meridians, how did you break through the external gate without making any noise?"
Zhao Changhe smiled naively: "My internal energy is a bit special. It can integrate and boost the external energy and blood. It wasn't strong enough before, and my small meridians couldn't support much true energy. After taking this medicine, I found that my true energy was much more turbulent... I have accumulated enough external energy and blood evil through these days of training in the martial arts world. Some of the medicine Yangyang gave me before can also help to replenish my energy and blood. I thought about whether I could try to use it with the current true energy strength, so I tried it..."
Cui Wenjing twitched the corners of his mouth.
It's so simple, just like eating.
The last time Zhao Changhe left Beimang, the words in the book of chaos were still in his mind, "Zhao Changhe has been practicing martial arts for four months, and has broken through the third level." Now it has been more than five months, and he has reached the fourth level.
Although it was a bit biased, his external skills were at the fourth level, and his internal skills were still at the third level, which was just used as a booster for external skills. Strictly speaking, it was not a true internal and external cultivation. But this efficiency was extremely outrageous. Cui Wenjing searched his mind for a long time, but could not find a precedent faster than him.
When he was a kid, Lao Cui had just practiced for five months, and he didn’t even break a level…
Of course, the situations are different and cannot be compared. His Xuanmen internal skills are all about laying a solid foundation and progressing step by step... But it can also show that Zhao Changhe's physique, bones, and comprehension are all one in a million. The only flaw is that he practiced martial arts too late and his meridians were fixed. If he could really solve this problem, his achievements...
Cui Wenjing remained calm, and walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back: "It's OK, and the actions are decisive... But it's not particularly efficient, and it's far worse than what I was in the past. Don't be proud, there is room for improvement."
(End of this chapter)