When time comes, heaven and earth all work together, but when fate comes, heroes are not free.

That was the fate that belonged to the butcher, and it was also his opportunity.

Only in that brief moment of meeting in the world of mortals, in the vast dark night, his hidden talent shone brightly like the stars hanging high in the sky, attracting the noble man's attention.

"Without that encounter, there would be no world-famous butcher, nor would there be the Xuantian Qijue in the future."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "It was during that encounter that the noble man came to visit the butcher's stall almost every night..."

"Every time he comes, he orders a bowl of soup and sits there until the butcher closes the stall..."

"As time passed, the butcher became curious about the old man, so he came up to talk to him..."

There was a trace of emotion in Feng Wannian's words. From the moment these two people came into contact, it seemed that they were destined to begin a great destiny.

In the story he heard, the old man claimed that he was traveling with the butcher, but he was old and had no one to do the work at home, so he wanted to ask the butcher for help.

At that time, the butcher was a young man with a warm heart. In addition, he was not doing well in the Xuantian Pavilion. Someone had already had other ideas, so he readily agreed.

In this way, every day after class at Xuantian Pavilion, he would go to the old man's place.

At first, I just did some work of chopping bones and cutting meat, which was not too heavy. I only cut twenty or thirty kilograms every night, plus cooking a meal.

At first, the old man felt that the butcher's craftsmanship was really rough, and he almost taught him step by step how to cut, chop, chop, chop, chop...

The young butcher still felt that the old man treated him well, but as time passed, he found that there was more and more work on his shoulders...

From the initial twenty or thirty kilograms of meat, it increased to seventy or eighty kilograms, and then two to three hundred kilograms...

Then it was five or six hundred pounds...

The butcher's work increased, until every night he could chop more than three thousand kilograms of meat...

At that time, he never noticed that his knife was getting faster, more stable, and more ruthless... His mind was all integrated into the chopping board in front of him. The moment he lifted the knife, it seemed that there was only one knife left.

Pile of minced meat.

In this way, the butcher worked for the old man for two full years.

In two years, he was still unknown in Xuantian Pavilion, but Chen Changkong had already become famous.

Two years later, the old man gave the butcher a new knife. It was old and worn out, so dull that the blade had been curled.

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian's eyes flashed with sparkle.

"That dull knife accompanied the butcher almost throughout his youth... In just one year, the butcher reached the previous level with that dull knife, cutting five thousand kilograms of meat every night."

Three years passed by in a flash.

Finally one day, the butcher arrived as scheduled, but that night, the old man did not prepare any meat for him.

He said that after three years of chopping, it was time to get some fresh ones.

"Fresh?" Li Mo said subconsciously.

Feng Wannian nodded and uttered two words: "living creature."

The butcher smiled. He had slaughtered live sheep and pigs before, so they were not considered fresh.

But the old man said that the living creature he was talking about...

It's human!

At this point, Feng Wannian stopped and looked at Li Mo with a faint look.

"Do you know where the name The Butcher came from?"

Li Mo was thoughtful, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you think that the butcher can only kill pigs? The blood in his hands is the most among the [Xuan Tian Qi Jue]..."

Feng Wannian looked solemn: "The sword in white clothes, the butcher's knife..."

"These are known as the two most deadly weapons in the world, the evil star hanging in the sky and the ability to frighten the gods and suppress the immortals."

"The Wusheng Killing Sword of the Sword Immortal in White!?" Li Mo murmured softly.

He was already very familiar with this best sword in the world.

According to Feng Wannian, when it comes to killing, the butcher's knife is as famous as it.

"He has been chopping meat in the capital for three years. After another two years, the name of the butcher has spread throughout the world... But no one knows who this crazy and inhuman executioner is...

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"It wasn't until later that something big happened in the capital...and the world finally saw his terrifying edge."

"What's the big deal?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Eighteen years ago, a fire hit the capital."

Feng Wannian looked at Li Mo with deep meaning, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes.

"At that time, he who was originally unknown showed his terrifying strength, and even blocked the fierce power of the eight demons and immortals in the world. His reputation as a butcher shocked the world... From then on, he became one of the Seven Ultimates of Xuantian."

"Eighteen years ago..." Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

"People's opportunities are really unpredictable... When the butcher and Chen Changkong entered the Xuantian Pavilion at the same time, in terms of starting point, even ten thousand butchers couldn't compare to Chen Changkong..."

"It's a pity... nature plays tricks on people. In the end, it was that mediocre and boring young man who achieved the highest level and became one of the top strong men in the world today." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

"The noble man he met is really amazing. He actually created a Xuantian Qijue."

"Damn it, why can't I meet you when I'm riding a horse!?" Li Mo was heartbroken.

"That's also because the Butcher is unique. Others may not be able to reach such heights."

Feng Wannian glanced at him and said calmly: "But it is true that such a reclusive master is not something you can just meet once you meet him."

"Whose ancestral grave can emit such smoke... It's better not to have such wishful thinking."

Feng Wannian patted Li Mo on the shoulder and brought him back to reality.

"Although Chen Changkong has not reached the height of the Butcher, he is still a great master. Because of this relationship, Chen Pingping can occasionally get advice from the Butcher."

Feng Wannian finally got back to the topic.

"Is Chen Pingping a disciple of the Butcher?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That's not true..." Feng Wannian shook his head: "Chen Pingping's talent is good and his strength is also very strong...but the Butcher's requirements for recruiting disciples are very...very special..."

"You have to be good at killing pigs, and you have to be clever at chopping the meat, otherwise you won't be able to accept it no matter how talented you are."

Because of this, among the Xuantian Seven Jue, Butcher has the most nominal disciples.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is said that if you want to become his disciple, you must first pass three levels of meat chopping.

First chop ten kilograms of lean meat and cut it into minced meat, without any fat on it.

Chop another ten kilograms of fat meat and cut it into minced meat. Do not take any of the meat with it.

Finally, add ten pounds of golden cartilage. Of course, it will also be used as sautee. Don’t put any meat on it.

Only those who pass the customs in this way are qualified to worship the butcher.

Chen Pingping is a girl who has been cultivating for a long time and has extremely high talents. However, she is not the material for killing pigs and mincing meat, so she has no master-disciple relationship with the butcher.

However, after all, her father had a relationship with the butcher for more than thirty years, so he would occasionally give pointers to his eldest niece.

"Look at her background. Last time you used her breasts as her back...this is a murderous insult." Feng Wanqing said with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you that Chen Pingping is the chief criminal officer of the [Monster Catching Hall], with an official rank up to the ninth level... one level higher than you."

"It's true that there are people in the court who are good at becoming officials." Li Mo curled his lips and said.

"The case you just asked about is in her hands. Do you want me to come forward to help you..." Feng Wannian suggested.

"No need." Li Mo shook his head.

This matter involves Big Bird, and although Feng Wannian is one of his own, of course the less people know about Big Bird’s secrets, the better.

"Where is she now?"

"It should be at the Charity Hall... The Butcher is back, that's his dojo."

"Charity Hall? Butcher!?" Li Mo's mind moved slightly.

Xuantian Qijue, Shenlong has seen its head but not its tail. He has never seen such a big shot since he entered the Xuantian Pavilion.

"Every time the butcher comes back, Chen Pingping will visit him... But after all, it is the Xuantian Qijue, and you can't see him every time..." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

In fact, even for the disciples of the Butcher, it is extremely difficult to meet this master.

At this level, the gods are hidden inside, separated from the world of mortals, and rarely see outsiders.

If there is no cause and effect, there is generally no such fate.

"Charity Hall..."

Li Mo nodded. Chen Pingping must meet him. He wanted to find out how far this case went and what the real situation was.

If something goes wrong, the big bird can only run away first.

"That's the Charity Hall, don't mess around." Feng Wannian reminded.
To be continued...