Chapter 81 Jing Ke’s Talent

"The sword has always been a murder weapon!"

Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at it with some appreciation and said, "Since it is a murder weapon, it must have murderous intent."

"Go chase this evil intention, and then control this evil intention."

"If you are fierce but cannot control your mind, you will become a puppet of the sword even though you are fierce."

“Being fierce but able to follow your heart is a journey of enlightenment step by step.”

"Although this guy is obsessed with swords, he is not controlled by swords."

"If he can find the right inheritance, I think within ten years, he will be a world-famous swordsman."

At this time, Ying Zifei really looked up to Hei Bai Xuan Jian. This guy really has good vision.

If Jing Ke had really followed the original trajectory, more than ten years later, wouldn't it have been the drama of Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin?

As for how Jing Ke's path in this world will go, Ying Zifei didn't care too much about it. If they were enemies in the end, they would just fight each other. If they were friends, being drinking buddies would also be nice.

If everything really had to follow the original trajectory, then wouldn't his efforts in vain?

"By the way, as far as I know, this guy's junior sister, the one called Gongsun Li, seems to have some entanglement with the king."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian raised his eyebrows and said something meaningful.

"You know this too?" Ying Zifei's eyes widened. Luowang's top assassin, when did his intelligence become so wild?
"Haha, is there anything strange about this?" Hei Bai Xuan Jian sat down cross-legged and said, "When I joined Luowang, the apparent dominance of Luowang was in the hands of King Zhaoxiang of Qin."

"As a man who is about to die, he is very serious in observing the future successor of Qin."

"At that time, the king and Queen Mother Zhao Ji, who were still in Zhao State, were actually already under the protection of Luowang and Black Ice Platform."

"The reason why both forces did not interfere with the lives of the great king and his son at that time was because they were worried that any slight movement would be noticed by the forces on both sides, thus triggering a lot of speculation."

"Haha, you are more familiar with the bloody smell of the struggle for royal power than I am, aren't you?"

As he spoke, Hei Bai Xuan Jian picked up the wine gourd and drank. After he swallowed the wine, he continued, "In fact, it was not only King Zhaoxiang of Qin who was paying attention to the descendants of the Qin royal family at that time. As far as I know, some people, for some reasons, wanted to find something among these royal family descendants."

Ying Zifei also sat down cross-legged and sighed: "Those people are probably looking for the so-called destined person."

"The fate of Qin and Zhou was divided and united. The Qin and Zhou had the same origin and united in the west. Qin rescued Zhou and then became a vassal. Qin and Zhou were separated for 500 years, and then united in Qin. After 17 years of peace, the Overlord emerged."

"This prophecy that the Taoist Laozi left for the Qin State when he left Hangu Pass to the west has obviously matched the secret that some people are looking for."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian was stunned, but Ying Zifei didn't explain much and changed the subject: "So some people wanted to plot against Gongsun Yu later, was it because Gongsun Li had some entanglement with the king?"

"I don't know." Hei Bai Xuan Jian shook his head and smiled slightly, "But I am sure of one thing, if someone is really planning this, the king will definitely remember something."

"That may not be called love, but it is an unforgettable memory at certain times."

Ying Zifei gave a thumbs up. This guy was indeed an experienced person in this field and his analysis was very logical and convincing.

"Forget it, I won't get involved in this kind of thing." Ying Zifei said, stretching and saying: "What we should discuss now is how to deal with the crisis of being surrounded and killed."

"I am only responsible for protecting you, not using my brain." Hei Bai Xuan Jian picked up the fishing rod, baited the hook, and started fishing.

Ying Zifei's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "In fact, you should play to your strengths. If you continue like this, you will gradually become a reckless man who only knows how to chop people with a sword."

"When one's strength reaches a certain level, reckless actions are the most direct and best way to deal with it."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian's words immediately choked Ying Zifei, who was even more speechless. He asked Ah Fu to get some wine and food, as he was starving. ...

"Jing Ke, do you know what kind of trouble you almost got into just now?" Han Shen, who was complaining as he walked, felt even more tired when he saw Jing Ke's sloppy look.

"Brother Han, this world is full of troubles. We can't possibly avoid them all."

Jing Ke threw the wine gourd to Han Shen and said with a smile: "I have fought with Guigu Gai Nie before, and that guy told me that Ying Zifei's sword is very interesting."

"I was wondering when I would be able to meet Ying Zifei, but this surprise came so quickly, I think it was just right."

Han Shen covered his head, wondering what it was about this guy that made the Mohist leader Six-Fingered Black Knight like him? He was a complete troublemaker who did whatever he wanted.

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Han Shen let out a breath and asked, "If you fight him, what are your chances of winning?"

"I don't know," Jing Ke shook his head, and said with a bright smile, "But I am sure of one thing."

"What?" Han Shen was curious.

"The Chiyou Sword is indeed extremely ferocious."

"But there is none of the secrets of Chiyou Sword that are becoming more and more bizarre nowadays."

Han Shen was stunned. He was a little surprised by Jing Ke's confident words.

"Why are you so sure?" Han Shen was puzzled. The origin of Chiyou Sword had determined the legends surrounding it, and they would not be reduced in the slightest.

"It has told me."

Jing Ke smiled, patted the sword at his waist, and said: "The saying of the magic sword is more because of our ancestor Chi You."

"Swords and people make each other's legends come true, don't they?"

At this moment, Han Shen first thought that his explanation of Jing Ke was too arbitrary. However, when he sensed the inexplicable rhythm emanating from Jing Ke and his sword, his expression froze.

Han Shen felt a buzzing in his head, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Jing Ke, have you reached that level?"

The sword's heart is clear!

Only when the sword's heart is clear, Jing Ke can wield his sword with such rhythm.

Only with a clear swordsman's heart could Jing Ke make such a confident judgment that there is no secret about Chiyou's sword.

His heart was trembling, afraid that he had made a wrong judgment. He stared at Jing Ke, motionless.

Jing Ke smiled casually and said: "It's just some understanding. Brother Han, you will also have such a fate in the future."

After getting a definite answer, Han Shen laughed out loud and was happy for Jing Ke.

"My boy, now I finally understand why the Six-Fingered Black Knight, the leader of the Mohist School, values ​​you."

Jing Ke shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Han, this time, we should really thank the Six-Fingered Black Knight."

"But the one I should thank the most is you, Brother Han."

Han Shen laughed happily again after hearing this, patted Jing Ke on the shoulder and said: "You don't have to thank me, but you must buy me a drink."

"That's right." Jing Ke said with a smile: "Li'er has hidden a few jars of fine wine for me. We will get drunk when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)