No matter how many winds and rains it goes through, the Giant Sword Gate in front of Zhujian Villa will always stand tall. The mottled marks on it bear witness to the rise of Zhujian Villa and the passage of time.
The Jujian Sect has witnessed many things, and today it witnessed one more thing. Although this matter is only a small matter as big as a sesame seed to the entire world, it is also related to a person's life and death.
The two carriages ran out of the Giant Sword Gate leisurely, followed the gentle slope away from Zhujian Villa, and headed for the official road that extended in all directions, raising two clouds of smoke and dust, leaving behind several rows of wheel marks. The one at the back
In the carriage, there is a person's ashes. The ashes are new, and the ashes inside are also new.
The deceased was none other than Mo Yunzi, who had just died at the hands of Zhao Zheng a few days ago. No matter what he had done during his life, he had turned into ashes after his death.
These two carriages will carry the ashes to Mo Yunzi's hometown, where the deceased will be buried next to the graves of his biological father and mother. Mo Yunzi is not well-known in the world, and no one knows the specific situation of his family.
, only knowing his place of birth. After the two carriages arrived at the place, they had to temporarily find out where Mo Yunzi's parents were buried, and then they could bury Mo Yunzi's ashes.
This is a troublesome and hard work that no one wants to do. If it weren't for Zhao Zheng's help, Mo Yunzi would never have received such good treatment.
The reason why Zhao Zheng did this was because he had many considerations of his own.
Mo Yunzi has a perverse and violent personality. He has killed a lot of people and done a lot of evil, but he is more or less excusable. He went crazy and accidentally killed his biological parents, which led to a series of subsequent life events.
Tragedy. He really deserves to die. But death is like a lamp going out, and all sins will disappear at this moment.
Zhao Zheng stood outside the giant sword gate. With his hands behind his back, he watched the two carriages go further and further away. He thought to himself: "I hope Mo Yunzi can repay his unfulfilled filial piety under Jiuquan and repay his parents well."
Grace, repay the blood debt that will never be repaid."
The words in my heart are not meant for others to hear, and no one can hear them. I can only hope that God will provide me with my heart’s desire to realize my heart’s expectations.
Zhao Zheng stood alone in front of the giant sword gate for a long time. It was not until the two carriages disappeared from sight that he took steps to leave. But at this moment, a figure fell into his eyes and attracted his attention.
Notice.
This person is still a long way away from the Giant Sword Gate. He is sitting on a big stone and is wearing a dark blue robe. He is holding a bamboo pole in both hands. On the bamboo pole is a small rectangular flag with the words "Iron Mouth Straight Cut" written on it.
Four characters. He is already very old, at least seventy years old, with two locks of white hair floating on his temples, and his eyes are already blind. He has two lumps of flesh, and it turns out that he is an old blind man.
Although Zhao Zheng was far away from this person, he could still see clearly with the excellent eyesight of the Sixth Heavenly Warrior. He recognized the old blind man at a glance as the blind immortal who had met once in Ci'en Temple.
The other party gave him a fortune telling and said that he was in danger of blood and light. As a result, he met Mo Yunzi that day. He fought with the opponent and was injured all over his body, which fulfilled the words of the blind god. It can be seen that the blind god is good at fortune telling and divination.
, still very capable.
From a distance, I heard the blind fairy shouting: "Soul fortune teller, spirit fortune teller, great fortune fortune teller, if it doesn't work, no money..."
Zhao Zheng met an old friend by chance, smiled slightly, stopped planning to turn back, and walked towards the Blind God step by step.
Although he left the Sword Forging Villa after telling the Giant Sword Sect, and although he was alone, there were still several masters protecting him in the dark, so there was no need to worry about being attacked. As a warrior, he is extremely daring.
It’s not okay to be too timid, it’s best to stop in moderation.
Zhao Zheng walked very slowly, and his steps were very light, but he took one step and glided more than ten feet away, and soon he arrived in front of the Blind Immortal.
"Old sir, I haven't seen you for many days, but I didn't expect that we would bump into each other here." Zhao Zheng saluted and said with a smile.
The Blind Immortal raised his head and stared at Zhao Zheng with his blind eyes. After a few breaths, he also smiled and said: "It turns out to be the little brother I met in the ruined temple that day. Last time I calculated that you had a bloody disaster. I don't know what happened later.
Didn’t it come true?”
"It came true that day. The old gentleman really had a clever plan. He is worthy of the word iron mouth and can be said to be a semi-immortal."
"I don't dare to be a half-immortal. I'm just borrowing the wonderful methods passed down from my ancestors to make ends meet."
"Old gentleman, you are being humble. Your abilities are much more than just making a living. If you want a reward, you might as well come with me to Zhujian Villa. I will set up a table of wine and food to entertain you." Zhao Zheng sincerely invited.
"No, no, no reward for no merit, how can an old man just eat the young master's food?" The blind god rolled up his sleeves and waved his hands repeatedly.
"The old gentleman calculated the bloody disaster for me last time, how can he say that he has no merit? It's natural for me to ask you, so don't refuse."
"It's only natural that fortune-telling requires money. Last time I didn't tell your fortune for free, I even charged you three taels of silver. I'm confused about farewell matters, but I'm not confused about money matters. If I remember correctly,
I promised last time that when I see you again, I will tell your fortune again, and now it's time to fulfill my promise."
The blind fairy's fortune-telling has always been effective. Although there are no ghosts and gods in this world, the matter of destiny is another matter. Zhao Zheng was very happy to let the blind fairy do another fortune-telling for him, and happily said: "If the old gentleman has time, I will trouble you."
Please tell me another fortune."
"Haha, this old man travels all over the world and is at home all over the world. He relies on his fortune-telling skills to make a living. Naturally, he has time to spare. I will now do a fortune-telling for you, ask about the five elements, and get a glimpse of the secrets of the sky to see what your future and destiny will be.
"The blind fairy said as he put his hand into a rag bag, rummaged through it a few times, and took out three oil-stained copper coins, making a gesture of throwing them up.
Zhao Zheng stared at the copper coins with wide eyes, waiting for the fortune telling results.
But the blind god raised his hand and took it back without throwing the copper coin into the sky.
"Old sir, why did you stop again?" Zhao Zheng asked in confusion.
"The reason why I stopped is because I found that you have something extra on you than last time." Blind Immortal moved blindly and stared at the Zichu Sword hanging on the side of Zhao Zheng's waist.
Zhao Zheng understood immediately and admitted with a smile: "The old man has a good memory and good eyesight. Yes, this is a sword I just got. The sword is named Zichu and was produced at the Sword Making Villa behind me."
"I have been setting up a fortune-telling stall here for two days, and I have heard some rumors about Zi Chujian. So, you are the Zhao Zheng who stands out from the ring."
"It's down there."
"This sword is so majestic. I can feel its extraordinary power even as I sit here. Blades like this magical weapon all have a special destiny. In my humble opinion, you should stop telling fortunes and let me do it for you instead."
"Alright, Xiangjian Master. Although I am not a senior Xiangjian Master, I still know a thing or two about it," the Blind Immortal suggested.
The so-called "Xiangjian" is the same as the concept of "Xiangjian", but the object is different. One is to look at the person's face. The other is to look at the face of the sword. Through the difference in the face, the fate trend can be inferred. And mastering Xiangjian
A person who practices the Tao is a swordsman. This is a very ancient profession that can be traced back to the ancient times when swords were just invented.
After some famous swords are born, the swordsmith or the owner of the sword will look for a swordsman to predict the good or bad luck of the sword. A famous sword-making place like the Sword Making Villa naturally has a swordsmith, up to the owner of the sword.
Tie Xuanfeng, down to some of his disciples, disciples, and grandsons all know more or less.
After the Zichu Sword was forged, I had already seen it with many sword masters. The results were all very good. But since the Blind Immortal took the initiative to bring up the matter, it was not easy to refuse. Anyway, there is no loss in seeing it one more time.
Zhao Zheng nodded and said: "I got this sword, and it has been tied to the fate of this sword. Now we are just grasshoppers on a rope, and the fate of this sword is my fate. Tell my fortune or...
Looking at it is actually the same thing. Just ask the old man to palm his eyes."
After saying this, he pulled out the Zichu Sword and presented his hands to the Blind Immortal for viewing. Zichu Sword was aloof and aloof, so he was allowed to hold it alone and no one else could touch it.
The Blind Immortal didn't touch the bad luck. He raised his hand to stroke his gray beard and stared at Zichu Jian with his blind eyes. He looked left, right, up, and down, a total of seventy-two times.
After reading it, he finally said: "This is truly an unparalleled divine sword!"
When Zhao Zheng heard the other party praise Zichu Sword, he was very happy as the owner of this sword. Everyone in the world likes to hear good things, and he was certainly no exception.
However, this kind of praise was already too much for Zichujian. Not to mention the Xiangjian master, even Bai Ding could see that Zichujian was not a mortal thing. Therefore, Zhao Zheng asked: "What did the old man see?"
?”
"My eyes are blind but my heart is not blind, and I have seen a lot of things. The fate of this sword is spinning around in my head like a marquee, giving me a great shock." The blind fairy sighed leisurely.
"Please let me know, sir."
"Little brother, the fate I saw just now just passed by in a flash. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't express it clearly. I can only give you a general result based on what I saw and heard. I know two Buddhist verses. Use these two verses.
This verse is the perfect way to describe Zi Chujian’s future destiny.”
"Which two verses are there?"
"The leaping horse throws the whip and the stars are flying across the sky, and the sound of a hundred promises is like thunder. The old fisherman and the country are safe, how can he be like a spiritual mountain to mend his skin." The blind god cleared his throat, shook his head and recited.
Zhao Zheng didn't hear clearly the first time, so he asked the blind fairy to say it a second time, and then he secretly memorized the two verses in his heart. He felt that these two verses were too profound and difficult to understand, so he asked
The blind fairy interpreted it.
But the blind god insisted that the secret should not be revealed, and no matter how much Zhao Zheng requested, he would not reveal even a single word.
"I have said enough today. I have also earned three melons and two dates, which is enough for half a month's expenses. Let's just go!" The Blind Immortal stood up and said goodbye to Zhao Zheng simply, regardless of Zhao Zheng's obstruction.
, carried the small flag and left.
Zhao Zheng watched the blind immortal go away, chewing on the meaning of the two verses in his heart, but he still felt that it was in the clouds. He turned back to Zhujian Villa, visited several learned old men, and asked these people to help interpret it. Later.
After many twists and turns, he found the owner of the iron village and finally got a satisfactory answer.
After listening to these two verses, Tie Xuanfeng replied with a smile: "These are two verses from the Diamond Sutra. It probably means that a hero was born in the world. His birth made the sky full of stars.
They were all shocked. He climbed up and called out, and the response was like thunder. With this hero, the world has become peaceful, fishermen can grow old in peace, and people have also learned some Buddhist Zen principles."
Only then did Zhao Zheng figure out the general meaning of these two verses. It turned out that they were both very auspicious words.
The verse says that a hero was born, achieved great achievements, and brought peace to the world. This hero must refer to Zichu Jian, but the sword is dead, so it is impossible to become a hero. The only person who can truly become a hero is to use
Sword man!
A hero is a knight, and a knight is a hero.
The fate revealed in these two verses is actually very clear, and it is exactly the fate Zhao Zheng wants in his heart.
Zhao Zheng's heart suddenly became enlightened, as if two doors had been opened. With a spring breeze on his face, he clasped his fists at Tie Xuanfeng and said: "So this is what these two verses mean. Thank you, the owner, for taking time out of your busy schedule to help me.
