"Do you know where it comes from?"
Bei Mingxuan lit the silver charcoal that he had prepared long ago and said, "Come and sit down. It will be warmer."
Changan sat down and noticed that the two chairs had very different levels of wear and tear. "Is this chair newly filled?"
"yes."
"So you were planning to bring me here all along? Was it when you found out I knew the Drizzle Heart Technique?"
"After returning from the palace." Bei Mingxuan picked up the pot of wine at his waist, took a sip, and said slowly, "Since you possess the Drizzle Heart Technique, this sword must naturally return to its owner. However, you don't seem to be able to master the Heart Technique very well. Why is that?"
After the events of his previous life, Chang'an, who was reborn, could not trust someone without any defense in his heart. "Your master is Wu Chenzi of Kunlun. It is said that the Qingfeng Sword Technique was not originally owned by Wu Chenzi.
It wasn't even owned by anyone from Kunlun Mountain, so how did it come into your hands? And where did Wu Chenzi find this Xiyu Sword?
A smile appeared on Bei Mingxuan's lips. At this moment, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to find out what he wanted to know, he had to show his sincerity first.
"I wonder if you've ever heard your father talk about the Three Sons of Kunlun."
"No, my father never told me anything about Kunlun. What is the third son?"
“The Kunlun lineage has only been around for three generations.
Kunlun accepted three disciples in his life, Yue Huazi, Fuyouzi and Wuchenzi.
Yue Huazi is your father's master, and Fuyouzi is Master Fuyou, and people all call them soul-savers.
Wu Chenzi is my master, but my name will not appear in the Kunlun Mountain family tree."
"Wait a minute." Chang'an was a little confused. "You mean Kunlun is the name of a person, not a faction?"
"Kunlun's original name was Tianyou. He was a prince of a foreign race. He lived on the top of the snow-capped mountains all year round. Over time, people came to know him as the Kunlun Snow Mountain Sect."
"As you said, you and my father are actually brothers from the same sect. Does my father know about this?"
"I don't know."
Chang'an was puzzled. "Since we are from the same lineage, I'll naturally recognize your martial arts skills. Could it be that you've been hiding something from my father?"
"I've said before that my name isn't in the Kunlun clan genealogy. Not even Kunlun himself would know it, unless he saw the sword I carry. The Qinghe sword was originally passed down by Kunlun to my master, Wuchenzi, but my master didn't learn the Qinghe sword technique.
As for the rumors, it is true that Qinghe's earliest owner was not from the Kunlun sect."
Chang An thought for a moment, "So, Qinghe Sword Technique is not the original martial art of Kunlun Sect?
So my father couldn't see it, didn't recognize you, and didn't even know that you were taught by Wu Chenzi?"
"Yes. The first time my master saw me, he gave me the Qinghe Sword and the Qinghe Heart Method. He once joked that even though he was poisoned, he had a connection with the sword.
Sometimes I wonder if your mother knew that Wu Chenzi had the Qinghe Sword, so she asked Wu Chenzi to be my master.
"It's hard to say!" Chang'an said with a hint of sourness, "Actually, I really doubt whether you are my mother's biological son. Why would she care about you so much?"
Bei Mingxuan smiled, thinking to himself that perhaps he should compensate Changan for all the kindness he had shown him. "Gu Changan, as long as I, Bei Mingxuan, am here, I will protect you."
"Don't!" Chang'an stretched and fell directly on the couch. "As the saying goes, if you rely on the mountain, the mountain will collapse, and if you rely on the tree, the tree will fall. I'd better rely on myself. Habits become second nature. When I become accustomed to relying on you, you kick me away and I won't have anywhere to cry."
"That's true." Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an's slightly tired face and said, "If you're tired, let's go back to the room. If you sleep here, you might catch a cold."
"It looks more comfortable here than the bridal chamber. I want to stay a little longer." Chang An just didn't know how to get along with Bei Mingxuan in the bridal chamber. "Only by combining the Qinghe Heart Method and the Xiyu Heart Method into one can we suppress the poison of the Golden Buddha Lotus in your body.
When your master gave you the Qinghe Sword, did he know where the Xiyu Sword was? Otherwise, Qinghe alone wouldn't be able to suppress the poison in your body."
"Your idea does make some sense. However, the Drizzle Sword was sent to me by my master three years ago. At that time, there was only the sword but no mental method. So I'm very curious that you know the mental method of the Drizzle Sword."
"I was left behind by my mother, but my mother has never learned the Xiyu Heart Technique." Chang'an could feel that Bei Mingxuan was quite nice to him, but he was really the one who was bitten by a snake once and became afraid of ropes for ten years.
"I know your mother doesn't know the Xiyu Heart Method." Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an, whose eyes were slightly closed on the couch, "Actually, you can try to trust me."
Chang An didn't speak immediately. She took a deep breath, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and looked directly at Bei Mingxuan. "Bei Mingxuan, I know what you said, and I can feel it, but I need time. I need time to convince myself. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Bei Mingxuan no longer asked Chang'an about anything related to Xiyu's inner strength. "Your internal strength is unstable. The Qinghe inner strength and Xiyu inner strength complement each other. I will write the Qinghe sword inner strength for you tomorrow."
"No, I'll be fine with more practice. It's not a big deal." Chang'an knew what was wrong with him. "Now I'm worried about the Qilin Military Talisman. Will it make the emperor suspicious? And why did my grandfather give it to me and make it public? If so, I'm afraid this mansion will be in jeopardy."
"It's okay. If an enemy comes, we'll just fight him. It's not a big deal." Bei Mingxuan took a sip of wine from time to time. He didn't look at Chang'an, but only at the moonlight outside. "Do you know what the Qilin Military Talisman is?"
"You know?" Chang'an was surprised.
"This Qilin Military Token is not, as the world thinks, a token that can command a large army, nor does it contain any large army of soldiers. Rather, through this token, one can learn certain military tactics, strategies, political schemes, the art of yin and yang, celestial phenomena, and the Eight Trigrams. Therefore, there is a saying that whoever possesses the Qilin can conquer the world."
"Why do you know this?" Chang'an was curious.
Bei Mingxuan was certain that Chang'an knew something or other, "Tell me what you know first."
Chang An took out the Qilin Military Talisman from his body and said, "This is the first time I have seen this Qilin Military Talisman. I only heard my grandfather mention it before, and he only suspected that the military talisman might not refer to the army because he had never seen a single soldier of the Qilin Army.
He even suspected that this Qilin military talisman might refer to a treasure, but he had never figured out the mystery.
It is said that my grandfather's father obtained the Qilin military talisman when he was young, but he had not yet ascended the throne.
Later, the ruler of the Southern Kingdom learned of this and passed the throne to him. From then on, there was a saying that whoever gets the Qilin gets the world.
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