The backyard is very simple. In the yard, there is a stone table, two stone benches, and fallen leaves under the old locust tree.
A man sits facing the courtyard gate, with a plain expression and a distant demeanor. His whole person seems to be integrated with the environment, without sadness or joy. This is Wuming, a martial arts myth.
The "boss", the waiter, introduced Dongfang Jade into the backyard and bowed respectfully to Wuming.
"Go down," Wuming said calmly, without any wavering in his eyes.
After asking the waiter to step back, Wuming's eyes fell on Dongfang Yu. After looking up and down, his calm eyes showed a hint of curiosity.
Wuming is sizing up Dongfang Yu, and Dongfang Yu is also sizing him up. This man looks to be in his thirties or forties. After all, the time is ten years ago in the original work. At this moment, Wuming looks much younger than in the original work.
, but the aura on his body carries a certain deadness, like a withered tree that is about to rot.
Is this Wuming? Although his appearance looks much younger than in the original work, in terms of temperament, he is more like an old man, an old man who has run out of gas and is still in the old well. To be honest, when I see Wuming, Dongfang Yu’s first
The impression is disappointing.
"Sir, why are you here? I'm just a broken sword." Wuming looked at Dongfang Yu calmly and asked. Calling himself a broken sword is indeed very appropriate. The feeling he gives people at this moment is indeed like
It was a broken sword that was stained with rust and was about to collapse.
Looking at Wuming, Dongfang Yu's life experience flashed through his mind, and she had some understanding of his appearance.
Although Dongfangyu has watched "Fengyun" for many years, this TV series is classic enough. Dongfangyu still remembers many plots. Wuming is the top master in the first part of "Fengyun" and has a transcendent martial arts myth. He is exaggerated a lot in the TV series.
, Dongfang Jade’s memory is still fresh.
When Wuming was born, he seemed to have an indissoluble bond with the sword. However, a fortune-teller once said that if he was destined to fall foul of the evil star, he would "kill" everyone around him. Therefore, Wuming was sent to school when he was very young.
Sword, fifteen years later, Wuming returned from his studies, but "killed" eight kendo masters. Although the deaths of these masters had nothing to do with him, they were still considered Wuming.
Later, he defeated the eight major sects in the martial arts world and almost massacred all the martial arts masters with one person. This greatly reduced the high-end combat power of the Chinese martial arts world, leading to the Japanese Juewu God's invasion of China. Later, Wuming took action and defeated Jue Wushen.
, which established the reputation of martial arts mythology.
However, Wuming had enemies all over his life, until his wife Xiaoyu was killed at the hands of others, and he could not even find out who the murderer was. From then on, Wuming became even more disheartened and withdrew from the world, until now reads;.
Once upon a time, the top masters in the world were known as Nan Wuming and Bei Yin Sword Master, and they were at the height of their power. After Wu Ming and Sword Master each retired to seclusion, the fame of Nan Lin Sword Head and Bei Yin Kuang Dao appeared again...
Wuming's life flashed through his mind, and Dongfang Yu also understood that compared to the ten years in the original work, Wuming was still immersed in grief, so his temperament was even more dead, like an old man who was about to rot.
Dongfang Yu's thoughts were spinning, but in the blink of an eye, she was not polite, walked to the stone table, sat down in front of Wuming, sat on an equal footing, closed her left eye, looked directly at him with her right eye, and said straight to the point:
"Wu Ming! I came here today to ask for something."
"Sir, please go back. Your skills are not inferior to mine. I am only a broken sword at the moment and can no longer be used." Dongfang Yu didn't even ask him for help. Wuming just shook his head and felt despair.
He is no longer willing to interfere in any political affairs.
"Remnant sword?" Just looking at Wuming, Dongfang Yu suddenly smiled and said: "If you can bloom your own sword energy, you will be a high-ranking heavenly sword, spanning the ancient and modern times. If it is directly destroyed, it can also be broken and then stand up again."
, but you are like this now, which is really a waste of time."
"Oh? What's the point of breaking and then establishing?" Wuming raised his eyelids slightly and asked. Just looking at his expression, it seemed like he was just asking casually. Whether Dongfang Yu answered or not didn't matter.
"Have you ever understood the return of ten thousand swords to the sect?" Dongfang Yu looked at it intently and asked.
When Wan Jian returned to his clan, Wuming's expression finally started to change. His eyes suddenly became sharper, as if a condensed sword light came out of his eyes: "How did you know that Wan Jian returned to his clan?"
Yes, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan is the supreme secret book of the Sword Sect, and people in the world know very little about it. Suddenly, a master who has never been seen before suddenly appeared, and he actually uttered the words of Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan. No wonder Wuming had such a reaction.
It can be said that Wanjian Guizong is a being that all sword cultivators in the world flock to. Even Tianjian Wuming is also very interested in this supreme sword skill.
"I know seventy-eight percent of the world's affairs, whether they were past or future." Looking directly into Wuming's eyes, Dongfang Yu spoke.
"Soothsayer?" However, Dongfang Yu's words made Wuming frown slightly, and his eyes became filled with a look of disgust.
When Wuming was young, he was told by a fortune teller that he was destined to commit the evil star. Although his own experience later seemed to be true to the fortune teller's words, from the bottom of his heart, Wuming didn't like the fortune teller much.
He is not like Xiong Ba, who likes to find fortune tellers to tell his fortune.
"Whether you like it or not, there are indeed people in the world who can predict the secrets of heaven." Dongfang Yu looked at Wuming quietly, turning a deaf ear to the look of disgust in his eyes.
Wuming looked at Dongfang Yu quietly without saying a word. Dongfang Yu was not in a hurry and waited calmly. After more than a year of self-cultivation, Dongfang Yu's self-cultivation skills have been greatly improved.
After a moment of silence, Wuming spoke first and asked: "Do you know how to realize the return of the Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect?".
These words made Dongfang Yu secretly laugh in her heart, so what if you are a broken sword? As long as you are a sword, even if it is a wooden sword, I don't believe you can resist the temptation of Wanjian to return to the clan~
Confused.
"Not bad", without any hesitation, Dongfang Yu nodded and said with a determined and confident expression.
Looking at Dongfang Yu's expression, it didn't seem to be fake. A ripple appeared in Wuminggujingbubo's inner lake and spread slowly.
After a moment of silence, Wuming spoke again: "What are you asking for from me?"
"Lingyun Cave, Fire Qilin", Dongfang Yu finally got down to business and spoke.
"Are you here for the Blood Bodhi in Lingyun Cave?" Wuming looked at Dongfang Jade in surprise.
Wuming had naturally heard of the legend of Blood Bodhi in Lingyun Grottoes. However, he found it strange that Dongfang Yu's skill was considered to be the best in the world. Someone like him could be his enemy in the world.
, there are only a handful of them, why is he still attached to Blood Bodhi?
"Blood Bodhi does not matter. I am lucky to gain it, but I will lose my life. What I really want in my heart is another treasure in Lingyun Cave." Dongfang Yu shook his head and said. When it comes to Blood Bodhi, he really doesn't take it seriously. reads;.
"Oh? Are there any other treasures in Lingyun Cave?" Wuming looked curiously at the Oriental Jade, a treasure more precious than the Blood Bodhi? What on earth is it?
"Dragon Vein! The Dragon Vein of the Divine Land," Dongfang Yu answered.
"Dragon Veins!?" As soon as these words came out, even Wuming could not help but exclaim in a low voice: "You said? The divine object, Dragon Veins, which is related to the fate of the entire land of China, is hidden in Lingyun Cave?".
"Yes, otherwise, I wouldn't bother asking for your help." Dongfang Yu nodded, obviously very sure about the matter of Dragon Vein in Lingyun Cave.
Wuming was silent. No matter how much he disliked fortune tellers, he did not dare to take the matter of dragon veins lightly.
"No", but after pondering for a moment, Wuming spoke up and rejected Dongfang Yu's words.
"Why?" Dongfang Yu frowned and stared at Wuming and asked.
"Back then, I massacred countless masters of the eight major sects, resulting in a serious shortage of masters in China. The Japanese warriors invaded China. This is my sin. The dragon vein is related to the fate of China. How could I make mistakes again and again, and affect the entire China with one person's affairs?
Earth?" He is nameless, with a resolute expression and sonorous words that make people admire him.
Even Dongfang Yu couldn't help but secretly praise Wu Ming when he saw Wu Ming's appearance. He was indeed a martial arts legend with extraordinary magnanimity in the original work. Even now, ten years ago, he still had such magnanimity.
Speaking of people in the world who care about the world so much, they are really rare. Wuming is one of them. Maybe Nie Feng who grew up in the original work is one, Bu Jingyun? In the later period, who else is there?
"Do you know why I want to take the dragon's veins?" However, it was a matter of personal concern. Even if Dongfang Yu admired Wuming's mind, she couldn't let him go so easily. Therefore, Dongfang Yu stared at Wuming with her right eye and asked.
"It's nothing more than unifying the martial arts world and achieving hegemony, that's all." Regarding Dongfang Yu's words, Wuming said without even thinking about it.
Indeed, these are the main themes of the martial arts world. Small sects want to become big sects, and big sects want to dominate the martial arts world and unify the world.
"That's wrong. I didn't take the Dragon Vein to dominate the world. Speaking of which, I actually have no ambitions and have never thought about doing anything earth-shattering. After all, forgive me for being arrogant. If I had such an intention, I would be in the world.
Among them, I have already caused a bloody storm? How come that until now, no one has heard of my name Dongfang Jade?"
The first half of Dongfang Yu's words made Wuming sneer in his heart. He felt that he was speaking nicely. What else could he want to obtain the dragon veins for if not to dominate the martial arts world? Could it be that he was talking about benefiting all people in the world?
However, the second half of Dongfangyu's sentence made Wuming feel serious. He asked himself, Dongfangyu's words were indeed reasonable.
Although he didn't take action, Wuming also knew from the induction among top masters that Dongfang Yu was not weaker than him. If he wanted to dominate the martial arts world, why had he never heard of his name until now?
"So, what did you do to seize the dragon vein?" After a moment of silence, Wuming asked. With these words, he at least initially believed Dongfang Yu's words.
"Aren't you curious about why I keep my left eye closed?" Dongfang Yu did not answer Wuming, but instead asked a seemingly insignificant question.
Hearing this, Wuming was slightly startled, and his eyes curiously fell on Dongfang Yu's closed left eye.
At the same time, Dongfang Yu's left eye, which had been closed all this time, slowly opened...