My father was right, he was too weak and never had the spirit of a man.
He Lingchuan poured cold water on him: "You can't defeat the Yao Kingdom just by relying on Luo Shengjia."
"The Golden Plains need a great hero, but it's a pity that I'm not one." Axun whispered sadly, and when the wind blew, black ash rose up from his body, "It's a pity that I'm not one."
"You single-handedly sealed Luo Shengjia for 165 years. I don't know how many disasters have been eliminated and how many lives have been saved." He Lingchuan knelt down and looked at him levelly. "A hero's deeds do not care about his heart. You have done a good enough job and you are worthy of it."
On the Golden Plains."
There have been so many heroes and heroes in the Golden Plains, but they were just passers-by. After they left, the Golden Plains remained the same, with almost no changes.
But A Xun is different. This man, who doesn't seem strong enough and a bit gentle, has silently guarded it in his own way for more than 160 years.
Fu Liushan also said: "The young people who just arrived in the new world set up a memorial tablet for you, and they have worshiped you from generation to generation, until today. The spirit you passed down is the driving force for them to brave the wind and waves and forge ahead."
"Really? My compatriots are really good too." Axun smiled at He Lingchuan, "You are stronger than me, much stronger, and you have to bear more. You are Luo Shengjia's nemesis, and it is afraid of
You, but there is something in you that Luo Shengjia desires."
He still had some memories of the battle and knew Luo Shengjia's desire.
After hearing this, Fu Liushan looked at He Lingchuan with strange eyes.
Nemesis?
Does Luo Shengjia have a nemesis?
He Lingchuan nodded, knowing that he was referring to Xin Lin: "I want to know how Luo Shengjia controls you?"
Apart from Axun, probably no one in this world can accurately answer this secret.
"Fear!" Axun expressed his personal experience, "It can find the deepest fear in your heart, and then use it to knock you down!"
It is indeed fear, He Lingchuan thought thoughtfully.
"I can't seal Luo Shengjia anymore. From now on, it's up to you; I don't know what you're going to do, but I hope you can do it. The Golden Flash Plains shouldn't suffer any more." Axun sighed quietly.
After taking a breath, his body was completely charred, "I'll give you the folding knife as well. Find a good owner for it."
His smile finally solidified into an expression of relief. When the wind blew, it turned into ashes.
There was a sigh from all around, Ruoyouruowu: "It would be great if I could see Mengmeng again..."
As soon as you open your eyes, you will be a hundred years old, and your beloved wife and children will vanish into thin air.
After all, we missed it and will never meet again in this life.
This is the price of being a hero.
Axun finally let the past of the Ying tribe go with the wind.
The three of them stood there, speechless for a long time.
It was Fu Liushan who sighed first: "He is finally free."
The corners of his eyes are a little red.
"Thank you for the story you told us in the tavern." He Lingchuan smiled at him, "It was very helpful to us."
On a rainy night a few days ago, the three of them sat around the table. Fu Liushan drank the wine invited by He Lingchuan and told them a series of stories surrounding Luo Shengjia.
The most frustrating thing is Baoning.
The most touching and last story is that of father and son from the Ying tribe:
One hundred and seventy years ago, in order to get the Ying people out of trouble, the patriarch Fu Xiong successfully obtained Luo Shengjia from Jingshan Mountain. Unexpectedly, he was controlled by the evil armor and became the source of more disasters.
When the story progresses to this point, it seems that it will fall into the reincarnation of the past again. After all, every time Luo Shengjia comes out, it will cause this kind of disaster.
But this time it’s different:
At the critical moment, Fu Tianlin, the clan leader's son, stepped forward, took the evil armor from his father, and sealed himself in the Barley Ridge.
As a result, the Ying people escaped a catastrophe.
The clan leader Fu Xiong woke up and regretted it endlessly. He obeyed his son's will and sold the clan property, and led the Ying clan out to sea from Julu Port and moved into the new world - which today has become the territory of Qingguo - and since then they have been far away from the land abandoned by the gods.
Over the past 100 years, many people have reached the end of their road and want to try their luck in Lushan. But no matter how they call for methods, Luo Shengjia has no response.
In addition to the sealing formations maintained by the Fu family for generations, the most important thing is the imperial bloodline, which is an important contribution to Fu Tianlin's forcible suppression.
As a result, Luo Shengjia fell asleep for more than 160 years, until——
Until He Lingchuan arrives!
The black ash was gone, leaving only a pair of pitch-black armor and a pair of folding knives on the ground.
He Lingchuan first picked up the folding knife. The right knife was severed from it, but Songyang Mansion should be able to repair it.
He looked at Fu Liushan, waved back and said simply: "Yours."
He respected Fu Tianlin's last wish.
Besides, he has no use for such strange-shaped weapons.
"Even without Luo Shengjia, Axun is still a powerful warrior." He Lingchuan stroked the blade and said, "I will find a good master for you."
Fu Xiong and Fu Tianlin, father and son, both had formidable fighting prowess, so the Yao Kingdom had to conquer them for their own use.
This kind of combat power is, to a certain extent, the source of the Ying clan's misery.
Dong Rui touched his chin and said: "Why do I think you can handle the folding knife at the beginning of the battle?"
Anyone who encounters such a strange-shaped blade for the first time will be caught off guard, right?
How come this kid fights so calmly? Have you seen him before?
Fu Liushan didn't see the specific battle process, but he nodded.
Those who can defeat Luo Shengjia and Zheluidao must not be ordinary people.
He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "This is called extraordinary talent."
He had met Axun in the world of Panlong, and had also seen the folding knife.
At that time, he went to Baimao Mountain to get a lamp, and Fu Tianlin, who was also known as A Xun, had a fight with him but did not take it away.
This was of course Dafang Hu's deduction, but he also understood Axun's fighting style, so he would not be in a hurry in this secret battle at Qiling.
In the Yuye Tavern, as soon as Fu Liushan mentioned Fu Tianlin, He Lingchuan knew it was him.
But what He Lingchuan is curious about is who took away the bright lantern in real history?
Of course not himself, he did not exist in the real one hundred and sixty-five years ago.
Who did Panlong City send? This question is probably destined to have no answer.
He only knows one thing:
Whether in the Panlong world or in real history, Axun has never received a bright lantern.
Now, the three of them stood in a row again, looking down at the black armor on the ground:
This is the famous Luo Shengjia.
Even after spending hundreds of years underground, it has not rusted at all.
In the dark night, there seemed to be some kind of power flowing on the armor, which was awe-inspiring.
The scars from Axun's previous battle with Yao Jun and He Lingchuan when he wore it, no matter how deep they are, have become lighter or disappeared.
This piece of armor has powerful self-healing power.
"Luo Shengjia's nemesis?" Fu Liushan is very confused now. He is the guardian of the Bare Ridge seal. Logically speaking, he should not just watch others take away this evil armor. But just now Fu Tianlin personally confirmed that He Lingchuan is Luo Shengjia.
nemesis.
A Xun is the person who has fought against Luo Shengjia for more than 160 years. He knows it best and has the most say.
So, what should he do? "You are here just for it, right?"
"Of course." Can He Lingchuan still deny it?
"I can't stop you from taking this armor." With He Lingchuan's previous display of fighting power, Fu Liushan knew that he couldn't defeat him at all. He looked at He Lingchuan and then at Luo Shengjia on the ground, "But you also heard what Fu Tianlin said
It is said that people have fear and will be taken advantage of by Luo Shengjia. How do you control it?"
Dong Rui was unconvinced: "There were people who could do it in the past. Wouldn't the founder of the Golden Empire have to live forever?"
"That was more than a thousand years ago. The more fear and suffering Luo Shengjia absorbs, the stronger it becomes. It's not like you don't know that the Golden Flash Plain lacks everything but these two." Evil Armor can also be self-conscious.
How good is the growth? "Now if the founder of the country comes here, he may not be able to control it."
Dong Rui immediately looked at He Lingchuan, but before he spoke, He Lingchuan asked him: "Do you want to give it a try?"
"It can't be done." It's important for a person to be self-aware. He can't resist temptation, and I'm afraid it's hard to resist fear.
He Lingchuan took a step closer to the evil armor, and this thing actually made a clanging sound, which was very exciting. If it hadn't been unable to stand up on its own, I'm afraid it would have pounced on He Lingchuan.
The other two people understood at a glance that Fu Tianlin was right, there was something in He Lingchuan that he longed for.
Dong Rui exclaimed: "What kind of treasure are you hiding?"
He Lingchuan had already made a guess, but shook his head and said, "I can't give it to him."
"Then what are you going to do with it?" Dong Rui coughed lightly, "You don't want to wear it, do you?"
"I don't want to." He Lingchuan answered simply. He touched his chest with his hand, then leaned over and pressed it on Luo Shengjia.
His expression was careless and his movements were too fast. Before Fu Liushan had time to react, Luo Shengjia had already stepped forward to greet him.
Baby, the baby it longs for!
"Don't..." Before Fu Liushan could finish his words, he heard a metallic crunching sound, and the Luo Sheng Armor on the ground suddenly disintegrated by itself and broke into countless pieces of armor!
Every piece of armor is trying its best to burrow into the ground.
This sudden change stunned the two people and monkeys nearby.
Just a second ago, this evil armor was eager to pounce on He Lingchuan. Why is he desperately trying to escape now?
And its posture is like a field mouse trying to escape from the clutches of a raptor, with every piece of armor showing effort.
He Lingchuan's palm was like a wind tunnel, making a whistling sound, trying to suck the evil armor in.
The strange thing is that Dong Rui and Fu Liushan, who were standing nearby, didn't even raise their hair.
But the two of them did hear the sound of the strong wind blowing over Luo Shengjia, like an unwilling and shrill roar.
The first piece of armor didn't stick, and was sucked into He Lingchuan's palm, then the second piece, the third piece...
Fu Liushan couldn't hold back and wanted to lie down and see what happened to He Lingchuan's palm. Unexpectedly, the wind suddenly increased and the remaining armor pieces were sucked in with a roar.
He didn't need to look up, He Lingchuan slapped his palm at him——
The palms of my hands were empty, with nothing in them.
Where is the wind tunnel and where is the magic weapon?
His fingers were bare and he didn't even wear a storage ring.
Fu Liushan's jaw almost dropped to the ground, and he even forgot to get up: "You, what did you do?"