Chapter 222: Asking questions when encountering problems... (two-in-one, please subscribe)
"Ding! Randomly trigger the task: ridicule the Sword Emperor. Requirement: Make the Sword Emperor angry and laugh! Task reward: 1 attribute value."
Hao Jian's heart moved, "This task is simple! I like..."
He thought for a while, smiled, and took out a bottle of wine from his arms.
He raised his hand and said, "Old man, would you like something to drink?"
The Sword Emperor shook his head and said: "No, I have never touched alcohol in my life and cannot drink."
Hao Jian raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "What do you mean, you won't live long?"
Sword Emperor: "...Have you become deaf at such a young age?"
"You should enjoy yourself while you are alive...especially for someone like you who cannot live long! Come, I will show you something good!" Hao Jian said with a wink.
The Sword Emperor was stunned and saw Hao Jian taking out another old thread-bound book from his arms.
I took it curiously and saw that the writing on the cover was blurred, and I could only vaguely make out a few large characters... "Golden Vase..."
When he opened the book and took a look, the Sword Emperor's eyes lit up, and he closed them instantly. He said with a righteous face: "How can I read this kind of book? Brat, I read "Spring and Autumn"!"
Hao Jian chuckled and said, "Oh? What a coincidence, I also read "Spring and Autumn". Which "Spring and Autumn" are you reading? Since you don't want it...then return the study materials to me quickly!"
The Sword Emperor said nonsensically and hid little Liu Bei in his arms, "You brat, the martial arts meeting is over. I treat you to the cod yaki that was your favorite when you were young!"
Hao Jian was startled and asked doubtfully: "I know you were very coquettish when you were young?"
The Sword Emperor puffed his beard angrily and stared, "... brat, are you doing this on purpose?"
Hao Jian nodded seriously and said, "Yeah, yeah, that's right!"
Sword Emperor: "..."
"Hey, old man, let me ask you, you said I have been away from home for so many years, why do people in the village still have water to drink?" Hao Jian asked seriously.
The Sword Emperor didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahahahahaha... I laughed to death! Leaving my hometown... Hahahahaha! Good boy, you are really a fucking talent!
I dare you to carry away the well in the village... Hahahahahaha..."
"Moreover, why do I still suffer from heatstroke in summer despite being born in a poor family?" Hao Jian asked.
Sword King: "Hahahahahahaha..."
"Why am I born in the south, but I always have to drink from the northwest wind?"
"Why is it that my disc in my waist is the most prominent despite my average appearance?"
The Sword Emperor stopped laughing...
"You...you kid...hahahahaha...I'm going to laugh to death from you...hahahahahaha...you're so mean. One moment I'm so angry that I'm furious, and the next moment I'm laughing so hard..."
Hao Jian smiled slightly, and with the "ding" sound of the system, he accepted some attribute values, hiding his merit and fame.
"System, please post tasks like this to me as soon as possible in the future! You can increase the difficulty appropriately, otherwise this attribute value... I won't feel at ease with it!"
"Okay, host!"
After a long time, the Sword Emperor stopped smiling and sighed with a look of vicissitudes of life: "It's so good to be young... Brat, cherish now! When you reach my age, you will have no choice but to ask the sky!"
"Oh?" Hao Jian raised his eyebrows.
"Don't believe it! I also composed a poem. Do you want to listen to it?" the Sword Emperor sighed.
Hao Jian asked curiously: "You can also recite poetry? Your hands get wet when you recite them casually?"
The Sword Emperor was speechless and said: "Who do you look down on? Listen up! The name of the poem is "Ask the Sky"!"
"Wow, the title of this poem by Senior Sword Emperor is so domineering!" Xu Fu shouted while waving his sword.
The Sword Emperor smiled reservedly and then slowly chanted:
"I am a mortal, not an immortal,
When something happens, you can only ask God.
Why only allow spring to come back?
You are not allowed to be young again in this world."
"Okay! It's indeed a good poem. It's really... the dead are like a man, and they don't give up day and night! Senior Sword Emperor, do you know what this sentence means?" Hao Jian said with a smile.
The Sword Emperor squinted and said, "Isn't it just Master lamenting that time keeps passing like running water... I am from a royal family, and it's not like I am illiterate! You brat... why do you look down on others like this?"
Hao Jian shook his head and said: "That's wrong! Senior Sword Emperor, your understanding is completely wrong, very wrong! What this sentence means is: The person who died looked like my husband, and he looked very similar day and night.
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Sword King: "...Pfft! Brat, are you talking about this from the widow in the village at the foot of the mountain?"
"Uncle Master, Baitian also has a poem, please appreciate it!" Xu Fu said loudly while waving his sword: "The name of the poem is "Baitian"!"
"I am not envious of immortals,
If you don't make a decision when encountering problems, you will defeat the heaven.
Spring goes and spring comes and spring comes back again,
Thousands of years have passed and you are still young!"
The Sword Emperor puffed his beard and glared: "Nonsense! Your name is Bai Tian, can you really defeat Tian? How can you still be a young man after a thousand years... wield your sword well!"
Xu Fu didn't explain, he just smiled and continued to swing his sword.
Hao Jian naturally knew that Xu Fu's words were really not false... It has been more than a thousand years, and he is indeed still a teenager!
"Senior Sword Emperor, I also have a song, listen to it."
Hao Jian opened his mouth and chanted:
"I am a bitch, not a fairy,
If you don't decide to go to the sky when encountering difficulties.
Spring comes and goes endlessly,
A mean heart will never change and you will never be young."
The Sword Emperor shook his head and said: "Yes, you guys are bragging...I am just a mortal, I can't compare to you, a heavenly being, and that bitch..."Thousands of Swords Return to the Clan" is passed down, and I have finally returned to nature.
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Mu Yingxiong kept listening and couldn't help but said: "Hey, I'll come too.
I am a sword, not an immortal,
Never blame God when things happen.
Spring comes and spring goes and spring comes back again,
I don’t know how to cherish my youth and waste my youth.”
"After listening to it, this little kid has the best words!" the Sword Emperor said happily, "You are born with the aura of a Sword Emperor, and I, the old Sword Emperor, like you very much!"
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Two hours passed by in a flash.
Wuming slowly opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and said slowly: "Sect Master, brother, thank you for your long wait..."
Hearing this, the five elders, who were sweating profusely while wielding their swords, couldn't wait to turn their heads and look at Hao Jian, with pitiful eyes.
Hao Jian waved his hand and said loudly: "Please stop, all of you, come over."
All the disciples and the elders, as if they had been granted amnesty, put down their swords and ran over.
The Great Elder gasped heavily, "Sect Master, this old man... I have wielded my sword thirty thousand times, it's really, really, a bit...satisfactory..."
All the disciples were anxious after hearing this, and they all said in unison: "It's too much!"
"Ah yes..."
"Okay, who asked you to continue to host the finals as if you were pampered and retired!" Hao Jian curled his lips and said.
After slowing down for a moment, the Great Elder said with a grimace: "Now for the finals of this martial arts tournament, I invite Mu Yingxiong to enter without a name!"
The two brothers looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit rising in each other's eyes.
When they came to the field, one was dressed in white and the other was in black, holding identical heroic swords in their hands. Just this magnanimity had already convinced all the disciples.
"One is the taciturn Wuming who possesses the aura of the Heavenly Sword, and the other is the cheerful and talkative Mu Yingxiong who possesses the aura of the Sword King. Who can win in a single battle and obtain the secret knowledge of our sect, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect"?
Let's wait and see! Now, please both parties perform sword salutes to each other!" the great elder said loudly.
Wuming and Yingxiong looked at each other, everything around them seemed to have gone away from them, and it seemed that only each other was left in the world.
Seeing this scene, the Sword Emperor's expression couldn't help but become serious, and he whispered: "No wonder they are the masters of the heroic swords who have waited for thousands of years... At such a young age, they have already mastered the Samadhi of the sword, such a pure sword intention...
...Even I feel a hint of threat... As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead..."
Hao Jian, who was standing next to him, heard this and said casually: "But as the saying goes, old age is still hotter! Senior Sword Emperor, from the fact that you have hidden my sect's book close to your body, you have an old heart and an old heart! I am an old man with great ambitions.
The old man is pushing the cart..."
The Sword Emperor almost choked to death at Hao Jian's words, and said angrily: "...As the saying goes, you can emerge from the mire but remain untainted! I was born into a royal family, but I have only had swords in my life, and I have never had wealth, glory, power or women!"
Hao Jian chuckled, "It has been like this in the past, but we don't know what will happen in the future. After all, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black!"
Sword King: "As the saying goes, no pain, no gain. Only by devoting your body, mind and even your life to the sword can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"
Hao Jian: "But as the saying goes, a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass. Just like the two of them, with the heroic sword and the "Inexplicable Sword Art", they can embark on a broad and broad road to the sky."
The Sword Emperor said angrily: "...You are the only one with the most crooked ideas!"
Hao Jian smiled indifferently and said calmly: "It's just a matter of fact, so why are you in a hurry?"
Sword Emperor: "..."
Xu Fu listened to the two bickering and was a little disdainful at first, after all, he called himself "Tian"!
But as I listened, I felt a little envious...
He thought to himself: "Not only does this sect leader hide his martial arts skills, but he is also really interesting to talk about! Well, I have lived for almost two thousand years and have read countless people. A bitch like this who doesn't shy away is really
First time seeing you!"
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At this moment, the two people who had been looking at each other and competing with each other finally moved!
Mu Yingxiong and Wuming had a tacit understanding and took action at the same time!
"A sword across the sky!"
"Become famous with one sword!"
In an instant, two completely different sword lights shot out from their hands, and their bodies followed the swords, constantly colliding in the field.
The heroes' swords finally begin to show off!
As soon as they took action, both of them used their own sword techniques based on the "Inexplicable Sword Art".
Mu Yingxiong's "Wutian Absolute Sword" is based on ruthlessness and pride. Although it is far from reaching the stage of later success, it has begun to show its prowess and has the foundation of unparalleled skills.
Wuming, on the other hand, based on the "Inexplicable Sword Technique" and the three years of "Ten Thousand Swords Reincarnation" experience as well as the experience of fighting with the heads of the ten sects after coming down from the mountain as nourishment, he also created his own "Inexplicable Sword Technique".
", and Mu Yingxiong's "Wutian Juejian" are both extremes and have their own merits, but they are really no different.
"Kill the sword in return for love!"
"The sword and fire are nameless!"
The two of them fought fast, fighting each other with sword moves, and at the same time, they constantly analyzed the essence of each other's sword skills based on the "Inexplicable Sword Technique", and then explored the deeper advancement of their own sword skills...
In an instant, the sword energy and sword light flashed in the field, and it was really difficult to distinguish the situation.
"Wu Ming... is already so powerful..." Po Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw this.
He was the one who saw with his own eyes that Wuming became strong from scratch. When he entered the Sword Sect at the age of sixteen, he lost all his martial arts skills...
In just three years, he was reborn like a phoenix, and now, he has been left far behind!
"Wu Ming..." Lian Feiyan stared blankly, her eyes chasing Wu Ming's figure with a bit of loss and a bit of resentment in her eyes...
She couldn't help but think of the days three years ago.
At that time, as the only female disciple of the Sword Sect, she was often ostracized by the male disciples, especially Po Jun, who bullied her a lot at that time...
Only Wuming, ever since she joined the Sword Sect, has never looked down upon her, and even helped her out...
Because of this, Lian Feiyan has developed a crush on Wuming since then, so much so that she deliberately lost to Wuming in the last ten-year Jiangui showdown...
But who would have thought that Wuming would go down the mountain and come back with a wife...
Lian Feiyan’s heart is...
It's really cold, I don't know what it feels like...
Wuming, who was in the fierce battle, certainly didn't know what Lian Feiyan was thinking. At this time, he had used all his strength, but he still couldn't defeat Mu Yingxiong...
"Wu Ming, is this all you have? Didn't you defeat the Sword Master, defeat the ten major sects, and plunge the martial arts world into a depression? But in the real fight today, I realized that you really disappointed me... You don't want to "
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan" or do you want to watch me kill myself in front of you?" Mu Yingxiong said coldly.
"Don't forget your mother's wish before she died. She hoped that you could save the people in China who were in dire straits! Although you have lost your name now, you can't forget your real name, Wei Yingxiong!"
Wuming was shocked, and the fighting spirit in his chest finally rose to its peak!
Xu Fu, who was standing on the sidelines watching the match, was shocked, "Wei Yingxiong? Wuming's real name is Wei Yingxiong... Could it be..."
He couldn't help but began to observe Wuming carefully, "No wonder I suddenly felt a little shaken at the critical moment when I was dueling with him. Now it seems that it's not all because of the injury... This guy... has a trace of my blood flowing in him.
Ah... I can't believe that I, Xu Fu, couldn't conquer the Hero Sword, but my descendants can! Hahahaha, he can be recognized by the Hero Sword, it must be because of his bloodline!"
Once this idea came up, it quickly took root in Xu Fu's heart...
"Since he is my descendant, Xu Fu, and it is rare for someone to be so talented, why don't I absorb him into Tianmen! Yes... you can also let him teach me the "Inexplicable Sword Art", I am his ancestor! Well... I
Xu Fu is not just taking advantage of his descendants, the worst thing is, I will pass on the "Four Wonders of the Sacred Heart" that I created to him!"
Just for a moment, an idea was born in Xu Fu's mind. Three sets of plans, five routes, and seven key points formed a package plan...
Hao Jian saw it and smiled in his heart, "Xu Fu, you are on the third layer, and I...are in the atmosphere!"
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