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Chapter 415: Poetry and Painting

At that time, the butcher was a madman, domineering, invincible, lonely, and full of knowledge. He was not as vulgar as he is now. Not only was he good at swordsmanship, but he was also knowledgeable. The poems he wrote were heroic and unrestrained, and he became a famous talent at that time.

His sword technique is called Heavenly Sword, and people also call it Heavenly Sword. Each of his moves is full of poetry, expresses his feelings directly, and is full of joy.

If there was a ranking of literary talents in the village of disabled people, the deaf man would be ranked first, and he would be ranked second. Although he became crazy and uttered dirty words, he was the most famous writer at that time.

He had already challenged almost all the masters at that time. Even Pangongcuo, the great master of Loulan Golden Palace, had no choice but to hide in the Golden Palace and did not dare to show his face.

He is full of ambitions, and apart from having an annoying apprentice, his life has been complete. Of course, his apprentice is also very impressive, called Ba Shan, and he is known as Ba Dao.

For forty or fifty years, the wind and rain are like darkness and have never been seen again. Flying clouds pass by and appear in the vast sky!

Don't boast, heroes are the people's will after disaster. Looking around the sea and the sky, there is smoke all the way!

Butcher created the world of horizontal and vertical sky, and he pushed the combat skills school to unprecedented heights. At that time, there were many people in the world who were learning swordsmanship, and the combat skills school became the mainstream, overpowering magic and sword skills.

At that moment, the butcher finally couldn't help but draw his sword to the sky. He was not a figure like Imperial Master Yankang. What Imperial Master Yankang wanted was reform, but what he wanted was happiness!

"After I developed this move, I immediately tested my knife skills. That knife cut the sky open."

The butcher danced with his sword, and the sword technique he displayed was exactly the same as the horizontal and vertical lines of the sky. He did not display any power in this move, he just performed it once.

He stood up with his knife put away, with a strange expression on his face, and calmed down, as if he was recalling his crazy period: "Then I saw a strange scene, the sky was cracked, and there were no stars outside the sky. I was very cautious and did not go up to the sky immediately to look, but

I have found a few like-minded friends who are all proficient in arithmetic."

Qin Mu's heart was slightly moved. The butcher was actually very cautious? He had always had the most fiery temper. When something happened, he would just put his head down and chop with a swing of his knife.

"This kind of character is just an illusion deliberately created by Grandpa Tu. Anyone who believes that he is a reckless man is probably already dead." Qin Mu thought to himself.

"So I drew my sword for the second time and slashed towards the sky, while my arithmetic friend calculated the thickness and height of the sky, but this time something went wrong."

The butcher stopped talking. After a moment, he said sadly: "These friends of mine are dead. In the crack in the sky that I cut open, an eye appeared, a huge eye, a weird eye. When this eye looked like

I felt my soul throbbing, as if it was about to be pulled out of my body by this eye, but my physical body was extremely strong and my heart was beating, suppressing my soul. But my friends could not suppress it. They..."

The corners of his eyes trembled and he fell silent again.

"I didn't immediately go to heaven to find the owner of that eye. I took my friend's body to their house, settled their family down, and gave them a good burial."

The butcher was stunned: "I knelt down and begged their family for forgiveness. One of my friends was my sworn brother. The sister-in-law was a very nice person, but she gave me a slap in the face. Then the sister-in-law said to me, get out of here as far away as you can, and don't take revenge."

.I knew what she meant. If I went to take revenge, I would die. But I went anyway."

He showed a smile and said to Qin Mu: "My friend, my brother, died in an unknown way. He died because of me. How can I not take revenge? The man is eight feet tall, covered with sinews, has pride in his chest, and has a big knife in his hand. Why?

Don’t take revenge, don’t express your feelings directly? My sister-in-law loves me and doesn’t want me to die, but my knife and my heart are upright, and I must avenge myself! So I carry the knife to heaven alone. Hehe, many people say that I am crazy, right?

"

Qin Mu nodded silently.

Too many people say that the Heavenly Sword who shoots the sword to the sky is crazy. The Heavenly Sword kills the sky and fights with the gods. The sky is dark, cloudy and thunderous.

That battle was said by people at the time that Tiandao, the strongest in combat skills, went crazy and challenged the sky. This battle was almost legendary as a myth by future generations.

The Heavenly Sword was cut off at the waist, and blood spilled on the earth. The combat skills school no longer had the strongest leader, but it was still very prosperous. When the Yankang Imperial Master rose, because the combat skills school was brave and ruthless, killing people at every turn, the Yankang Imperial Master challenged the entire combat skills

School, killed many celebrities, and the fighting skills school began to decline.

"I reached the sky, the sky is only so thick..."

The butcher's thumb and index finger pinched it, and it was at most three inches thick.

Qin Mu couldn't laugh or cry. The sky was one hundred thousand miles high and three hundred feet thick. He, Xu Shenghua, Wang Muran, Lin Xuan and others calculated it together. The butcher was often careless, and he was a poet who liked to exaggerate.

Inch is just a metaphor for him.

"I went to the sky and saw many weird formations."

The butcher stared at the sky blankly: "The sky is only a line wide, and there are many automatically operating formations in it. It is very complicated, showing the shape of the sun, moon, stars, and stars. I was so angry at the time that I felt that this fucking god was...

It’s fake. Those old Niubi of the Taoist sect are still counting the stars in the sky every day, but in the end the calculations are all fake. Those Li people still worship the sun and the moon every day, but in the end they worship all these things. I just want to do this

Everything has been chopped up and smashed, let’s see how you still fool people. Then..."

Then, Tian Dao met God, the God who protects these false celestial phenomena.

The Heavenly Sword fought with the gods, was cut off at the waist, and fell down.

His lower body was snatched away by the Witch Lord. Also snatched away was the severed hand of a god. It was later stolen back by Qin Mu and is still in the hands of the butcher.

"I didn't meet the owner of that eye, and I couldn't avenge those friends. I am crippled and useless."

There was madness in the butcher's eyes, but his spirit remained stable: "I don't have the face to go back to see my friends' families, I don't have the face to see my sister-in-law, and I don't have the face to die. Those friends are watching me..."

He seemed to be crying, but also smiling: "I can't let them raise me who is disabled, and I can't let Bashan see my disability. In this world, there are only Heavenly Swords who died in battle, and there are no surviving Heavenly Swords. At that time, it was raining

In the rain and snow, I crawled and crawled until I reached the ruins. The ground was covered with cold muddy water. It was a blind man who picked me up and brought me back to the village. This stinky blind man always used this incident to complain about me..."

The butcher looked sad and said: "Last year when I left Daxu with the blind man, I still couldn't bear to see my sister-in-law. She was old, her eyesight was blurred, her brain was not working well, and she couldn't recognize me. Her grandson followed her.

She can no longer walk and can only sit in a recliner. Her grandson said that the most thing the old lady said was that her second brother should not have been allowed to leave."

The butcher's eyes were filled with tears, but his tone remained calm: "I accompanied her through the last period of time. She was still talking about me before she died. She never knew that I was by her side. She said that she was the one who harmed me...

"

Qin Mu fell silent.

The butcher cheered up and said: "Although I haven't been in the sky for long, I have seen a lot of things. The sun, moon and stars in the sky are actually formations in a small space. I look like..."

He looked at the deaf man who was turned into a bull and said: "It looks like a painting. But those sun, moon and stars are not things painted, but real things, running automatically, hidden in the painting, in the painting

The world works. I have also seen the words of a deaf man, he is very clever, but he still cannot reach that level."

Qin Mu was slightly startled: "There is a formation in the picture, showing a magnificent scene of the sun, moon and stars?"

"Moo!" A big black bull beside Qin Mu said angrily. Several female deer demons were trying to seduce the big black bull.

The butcher drove away the deer demon, put the butcher's knife on the cow's head, and made a gesture, making the black cow tremble.

The butcher stabbed the cow's neck with his knife and carefully cut off the hide. The deer demons fled in panic.

The deaf man rolled out of the cowhide and complained: "Pig-killer, you almost hurt me."

"The sky is like a painting, but it is not entirely a painting. The sun, moon, and stars in it are all like refined treasures. This painting completely covers the real sky, maintaining the tens of thousands of formations of the sun, moon, and stars.

If you are not good at the year's movement, your cultivation level is shallow."

The butcher put the butcher's knife back into its scabbard and said: "Those gods in the sky should be lackeys guarding the celestial map, not real gods. They are very strong, no weaker than the guys in the sky. But the owner of that divine eye, I

I didn’t see him, he must not be in this world. When I was exploring the sky, he noticed me, and then he took a look at me.”

A map that covers the entire world. The sun, moon, stars, and galaxies in the map are all formations that can move on their own. The map is three hundred feet thick and one hundred thousand miles high.

Qin Mu not only had a headache, was this something that a human could create?

"At that time, I didn't see anything outside the sky."

The butcher's face turned gloomy, and he said: "My knife only cut through the sky, not the back. My body was terribly strong at that time, and I'm still not dead, but I went crazy."

In fact, to this day, the butcher still has fits of madness from time to time. He often curses God and is a bit cynical.

The people in the disabled village are all a group of people who have been beaten to pieces. Their hearts and bodies have been hit, and they are somewhat cynical.

"I can also draw. I can draw what I see in the sky."

The butcher said: "But my drawings are not as good as those of the deaf. Mu'er, give me a few days and I will draw those formations for you to see."

Qin Mu was surprised.

The butcher is tall, muscular, and as strong as the reincarnation of a bull demon. His beard is so thick that when he shaves his beard with a butcher's knife, a string of flames will appear!

Such a rough man is actually an expert in poetry and painting, and is even revered as a Heavenly Sword!

The deaf man was not surprised, and said: "In our village, the blind man is the least educated. The butcher's poetry and painting are all first-class, but he did not put all his thoughts on poetry and painting, otherwise he would be

go down in history."

Qin Mu looked at the blind man and saw the blind man staring at the deaf man with bright eyes.

For the past two days, the butcher stayed in his room and kept painting. Qin Mu did not disturb him. Si Yunxiang contacted the young ancestor and said: "The ancestor went to the West and is on his way back."

Qin Mu was surprised: "The ancestor went to the West, could it be that he met his old lover?"

At this moment, a voice was heard: "Master Yankang, please see the Emperor!"

Qin Mu turned around, followed the sound, and laughed loudly: "Why is the King of Heaven so polite? Just come and see the leader! Calling him the Human Emperor is too unreasonable!"

Si Yunxiang was very impressed: "I can't help but admire the leader's shamelessness."


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