The most romantic little emperor

"Your Highness, the Ziwei sword that Sister Qiqi gave me is so powerful, so the Chengying sword she gave you must be even more powerful." A Yue suddenly said.

"What? Chengying Sword? Where is it?"

As soon as A Yue finished speaking, Old Feng dropped his jaw in shock. His eyes were focused on Qin Hao, and he hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, please take out the Chengying Sword and show it to me."

When Qin Hao saw Old Feng losing his composure, he immediately realized that this sword was by no means simple.

So he turned around, walked to the desk, picked up the Chengying sword, and handed it to Old Feng.

When Old Feng took the Chengying sword, he immediately smiled and all the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out.

He looked extremely excited, with fanatical light flashing in his eyes, as if he had seen his most beloved thing.

He gently stroked the magic sword in his hands, as if feeling every line and every detail on the sword.

Qin Hao stood quietly aside, watching Old Feng so excited. He couldn't help but sigh at the charm of the Chengying Sword. He secretly guessed that this magic sword must carry an extraordinary story, and this story might only be solved by Old Feng.

After a long while, Elder Feng collected his thoughts and said slowly, "Your Highness, do you know that the Chengying Sword is one of the ten famous swords?"

Qin Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I know. Would you like to know more?"

Old Feng looked serious and began to tell the origin of the Chengying Sword.

"According to historical records, there are a total of ten famous swords in the Central Plains of China, all of which are divine weapons. They are Xuanyuan Xiayu Sword, Zhanlu Sword, Chixiao Sword, Tai'a Sword, Qixing Longyuan, Moye Sword, Ganjiang Sword, Yuchang Sword, Chunjun Sword and Chengying Sword."

"Chengying is praised as an exquisite and elegant sword. It is said that when the sword was first made, "the dragon split Chengying and the wild geese fell and forgot to return home", so it was called Chengying."

"Legend has it that the peculiarity of this sword is that when the two hands are clasped together, there is only a hilt, and the blade is not visible. However, a vague sword shadow is cast on the north wall. In other words, the sword body is like a shadow, but sometimes it is real and extremely sharp."

"The Chengying Sword, Hanguang Sword and Xiaolian Sword are known as the Three Swords of the Emperor."

Elder Feng said excitedly: "Your Highness, you have now obtained the Chengying Sword, which indicates that you will ascend to the throne. It is really a cause for celebration!"

Qin Hao was overjoyed when he thought of the origin of the Chengying Sword. He nodded and said, "Old Feng, the Chengying Sword has fallen into my hands now, but I wonder where the other nine swords are now? It would be wonderful if I could collect all the other nine swords!"

Hearing this, Feng Lao was speechless. The prince was really bold. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Your Highness, it is extremely difficult to collect these ten swords!"

"My Great Xia Dynasty has gone through two generations and has been established for 27 years before we got one magic weapon. With yours, there are only two in total."

"It is an eye-opener for me to have seen two of them. As for the other eight swords, I have only heard of them but have never actually seen them. I guess they have long been lost in the long river of history."

After hearing this, Qin Hao felt a little embarrassed, thinking that he had been too aggressive and almost made a fool of himself.

So, he smiled awkwardly and said slowly: "Master Feng, is the sword you are talking about the Emperor's Sword that my father owned?"

Elder Feng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It is this sword. The emperor's sword is called the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword."

"It is said that when this sword was made, two great sword masters dug through Mount Cishan, released stream water, and led it to a pool shaped like the Big Dipper next to the sword-making furnace, hence the name Seven Stars."

"After the sword was completed, looking down at the sword from above was like looking down at the abyss from a high mountain. It was so misty and deep that it looked like a giant dragon coiled around it. Hence the name 'Longyuan', and the sword was called 'Seven-Star Longyuan', or simply Longyuan Sword."

"The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword was obtained by your grandfather, Emperor Taizu, by chance. Since Emperor Taizu had this precious sword, the people have been united in their hearts and minds, and he has been invincible and has made rapid progress all the way. This is how he overthrew the rule of Daliang and established the Great Xia Dynasty."

"From then on, the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword became the personal sword of Emperor Taizu, and was later passed down to the current emperor, becoming the Emperor's Sword."

Qin Hao became interested and immediately asked, "Which of these two swords is more powerful?"

"I don't know either. The Chengying Sword is a delicate and elegant sword, while the Qixing Longyuan Sword is a sword of integrity and purity. The two swords have their own merits, and their symbolic meanings are far greater than the swords themselves."

Old Feng said calmly, then drew out the Chengying sword and swung it lightly. The sword made a humming sound, and the sound echoed in the hall, as if the gods were whispering, endlessly.

There was a hint of surprise in Qin Hao's eyes. He saw that the Chengying sword in Old Feng's hand seemed to be alive. The sword body was shining, and the tip of the sword drew an elegant arc in the air.

"Your Highness, please watch carefully."

After saying this, he quickly moved to the side and lightly danced with his sword, chanting as he danced:

The blue flame is astonishingly beautiful, and the dragon and phoenix are carved with a cold knife.

Wherever the ghost hand falls, the world changes dramatically, carving out waves that swirl in a hundred directions.

The divine workmanship of the ages still exists today, the knife rises and the waning moon is reflected in the cold spring.

The haunted moon halo shatters the ice stream, and is carved into a green phoenix returning.

The clear sound of Kagura music played, the sound of swords moved the clouds and startled the birds into flying.

Old Feng's figure was erratic, as if he had merged into the air.

His swordsmanship is like a flowing painting, which has both strong power and flexibility.

The sword energy emitted by the Chengying Sword crisscrosses, following like a shadow and moving with the wind. Every ray of sword light carries an indescribable beauty.

Qin Hao only saw the flashing sword light, as if there were millions of sword shadows dancing in the air.

He was fascinated by the show, as if he was brought into a magical world.

He felt that Master Feng was not only dancing with the sword, but also using the sword to express an emotion and a philosophy. It seemed that every sword was telling a piece of history, and every movement was full of power and rhythm.

After a long time, Old Feng stopped dancing with the sword, held the sword with both hands, bowed and handed it to Qin Hao, and said happily: "Your Highness, congratulations on obtaining a peerless magic weapon. The Chengying Sword is worthy of being called the Sword of Elegance."

Qin Hao took the sword, stroked the blade, and said dejectedly: "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that my martial arts skills are mediocre and I don't have internal strength, so I can't fully exert the true power of this sword."

Elder Feng stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "Your Highness, don't worry too much. The reason why I tested the sword just now was to find a suitable internal skill for you."

"I discovered that the Pure Yang Wuji Divine Art you practiced is very suitable for this sword. As long as you practice diligently, the Chengying Sword will surely shine in your hands."

"Really? You wouldn't say that on purpose just to comfort me!" Qin Hao asked doubtfully.

"I dare not deceive Your Highness, but you must insist on meditating and practicing for at least half an hour every day."

Old Feng laughed heartily and said, "As long as you can stick to it for half a year, there will definitely be results."

Qin Hao smiled when he heard this. Although half a year was a bit long, he was still very young. In this age when there was no entertainment life, meditating every day could help to kill some time.