As soon as he finished speaking, a silver-haired old man in purple robes and long beard floated in from the outside. His eyes were as deep as a flash of lightning, and the aura of a strong man with an immortal spirit also rushed towards him.
"Uncle!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Juggernaut!"
Everyone looked at the sound and kowtowed respectfully.
The person who came was none other than Dugu Jian, known as the Sword Master!
"The Sword Master is overly praised! Junior Li Xiao has met my senior!"
Facing the opponent's sharp gaze, which was as sharp as a sword, Li Xiao looked calm on the surface, but in his heart, there was also a turmoil.
Li Xiao is certainly no stranger to Sword Master.
In the world of martial arts, they have always been known as Nan Wuming and Northern Sword Master.
The Sword Master is the elder brother of the Lord of Wushuang City. He has been crazy about swordsmanship all his life and is unparalleled in the world. Especially the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, which no one can defeat. Later, he fought Wuming in the martial arts myth. After the failure, he retired and went into seclusion to learn more profound swordsmanship.
During the day, Li Xiao divined that Wushuang City was going to be in trouble. Dugu Ming was also very anxious. Just in case, he also went to invite the sword master who was in seclusion out of the mountain. However, the latter arrived late.
Only then did he really show up.
...
"Uncle, is what the god said true? My father really died eighteen years ago?" Dugu Ming still can't believe this fact. He stared at the sword master sincerely, hoping that he could deny it in words.
However, after the sword master was silent for a long time, he still sighed and said somewhat unbearably: "Yes, it is just as the god said. I also wanted to dissuade your father from watching the battle, but it was too late, and in the end, I could only
I went with the flow and asked a substitute to guard Wushuang City. At that time, Ming'er, you were too young, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to bear such a blow, so you hid your true thoughts. However, now that it has been revealed, you have to be strong."
After the Sword Master came forward to prove this point of view, everyone also took a breath of cold air, and the true and false Wushuang City Lord was finally concluded!
After feeling sad, Dugu Ming wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, clenched his fists, and cheered up, saying to himself: "Yes, I have to be strong and inherit my father's will, so that Wushuang City can rise again in the world.
In the forest!"
After seeing his nephew's decline, the Sword Master was also very pleased. He walked forward, patted his shoulder, and comforted him. However, he turned his head and turned his attention to Li Xiao again.
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"I have long heard that sir can predict heaven's secrets. When I saw it today, it was indeed a well-deserved reputation. It opened my eyes to this old man." At this point, the sword master changed the subject and said loudly: "But the number of heaven is too illusory after all. In this world,
The situation is changing, but it is too mysterious to truly understand everything. Moreover, I am determined in my heart that man can conquer heaven. Rather than abiding by these so-called fates determined by heaven, it is better to strengthen one's body and compare with heaven!"
If someone else said this, it would definitely make people feel arrogant. However, the sword master who has already become an extraordinary and holy master in the way of swordsmanship, said this, but it gave people a sense of conviction.
Li Xiao nodded and said unequivocally: "It's true. The destiny is mysterious and ethereal. It can be believed or not. It's just a matter of benevolence and wisdom."
Li Xiao felt deeply about this.
For example, in the original work.
The roar of the dragon in the sky shakes the sky, and the wind and clouds will dive and swim. This is the Ni Bodhisattva's criticism to Xiong Ba for the rest of his life. Even though Xiong Ba deliberately tried to divide the two brothers Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng and let them kill each other, but in the end,
But he was still defeated by the perfect match!
This is because it has its own destiny.
The Clay Bodhisattva thought he could defeat the Heaven's Secret, but in the end he was backlashed by the Heaven's Secret, and his face was covered with red sores.
This is the hit variable.
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"A benevolent man sees benevolence, and a wise man sees wisdom! Then what is his appearance like? A benevolent man or a wise man?"
"I'm just a bystander, traveling through life and witnessing the world." Li Xiao touched his nose and smiled slightly.
"Bystanders, that's wonderful. If that's the case, then I have a question in my mind. Could the gods be able to observe what I'm thinking about right now?" the sword master asked with great interest.
"Fight Wuming again!" Li Xiaowei narrowed his eyes and said four words without hesitation.
Sword Master Furui Fubo's face was stunned.
Decades ago, after he lost a battle with Wuming, he retired from the world and became indifferent to the world, but he never stopped practicing and understanding the way of the sword.
Moreover, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique has stayed at the level of Jian Twenty-Two for a long time and has not been able to break through. It seems that it has encountered a bottleneck and been restrained. He now faintly needs a battle and competition of the same level. Only
Only by perfecting your sword intention and improving your cultivation in battle can you break the shackles and achieve a breakthrough!
And this person is naturally nameless.
Moreover, in the battle decades ago, the sword master was defeated in anger. He wanted to fight Wuming even more, but he felt regretful in his heart.
It's just the same common problem as the legendary masters. When Wuming reached his peak level, he actually looked down on martial arts fame and fortune, and finally chose to live in seclusion. His whereabouts seemed to be a mystery, and there was no news.
"Then do you know where Wuming is?" The sword master's eyes were full of desire, and he really wanted to know what the outcome of this would be. Only by finding Wuming could he realize his long-cherished wish.
"This is the second question."
"this..."
"However, it doesn't matter if I tell you..." Then, Li Xiao showed a meaningful smile and said lightly.
The next day, a news spread quickly in the world. The Tianxiahui betrayed its promise and went back on its promise. On Dugu's birthday, it sent Feiyun's master Bu Jingyun to make a sneak attack. However, Bu Jingyun was severely damaged in the end.
He lost an arm and his whereabouts are unknown.
At the same time, Wushuang City will also change owners. Dugu Yifang is about to achieve a breakthrough in his skills, so he chooses to retreat and passes the position of city lord to his son Dugu Ming. His uncle, Sword Master, serves as a protector to help guard Wushuang City and protect Yifang.
Safety!
After settling everything, Li Xiao and Juggernaut set out together to find Wuming.
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Three days later, Beijing.
There are people coming and going, noisy and noisy.
Outside a restaurant, there are two figures standing. The one on the left is wearing a blue robe. He has a young appearance, a dignified appearance, and sharp eyebrows. The other is an octogenarian old man. Although his aura is still there, his pair of
His old eyes, which were slightly drowsy, could not conceal their weakness, as if they were about to rot.
The two of them stood on the street, looking at the words on the plaque on the restaurant. They were like swords chopping and axe, and there was a sharp sword intent between the lines. It was impossible to underestimate. This restaurant was the "Chinese Pavilion"!