Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 115 The Blind Swordsman
Gurgling water.

beside the creek.

The old man's eyes were covered with a layer of yellow gauze, and he turned his head. He knew that the other party was blind, but it still made people feel that his eyes could still see through the mind of a person.

Yang Jian tilted his head and said, "Zhu Yan, apologize to this old gentleman!"

At this time, Zhu Yan actually felt a little regretful.

Anyway, he was also the thirteenth prince of Dachu back then, and he still had some vision. Just now, he was talking too fast and didn't think too much. Now he also sees that the blind old man in front of him is indeed a bit unusual.

Hearing this, he hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and apologized: "Mr., it is true that the boy's eyesight was dumb just now, and he was straightforward. What you said made sense!"

"Goodness, goodness!"

The old man suddenly laughed and said, "Looking at the thirteenth prince of Dachu, he is not a fool! So many people in the original Dachu royal family died, but you survived in the end. The thirteenth prince is really extraordinary!"

Zhu Yan asked in amazement: "Mr., do you know me?"

The old man didn't speak, then he turned his head and looked in Yang Jian's direction with his blind eyes.

Neither of them spoke. After a long time, Yang Jian asked with a smile: "So, the old man also knows me?"

"That's natural!"

The old man took half of the sword out of the river, and the water beads fell from the sword drop by drop.

"After all, not long ago, the old man also heard from others that the second prince of the new dynasty, Tianqing, once fought against Emperor Tianqing at the city gate. Xiao, once known all over the world to know', Yang Jian's name, now there are many people who know all over the world! Although the old man is blind, his heart is not blind!"

"It's more or less exaggerated!"

Yang Jian smiled.

Naturally, he knew that there was some exaggeration in the words of the old man in front of him. He confronted Yang Zhen with a move that day, which may have surprised many people, but it was definitely not as outrageous as the old man said, and so many people in the world knew it.

"What about the old man, I haven't asked you for your name yet!"

"I?"

The old man picked up a dirty rag, lowered his head and slowly rubbed it on the sword.

"Why don't the second prince guess!"

Yang Jian smiled, looked up and down at the old man, and then tilted his head and stretched out his hand to take a picture. A flower on a big tree on the opposite side of the river flew over and reached the palm of his hand.

Yang Jian looked at the flower in his hand and said with a light smile: "Yang once heard that there are more than fifteen great masters in the world, and the number one is actually a blind swordsman, who holds a broken sword and travels the world. If you encounter it, you are still a master of all kinds, and you will become a dead soul under the sword!"

"I've even heard that in the past, the blind swordsman was invincible in the world. One person with one sword, he killed the immortal gate, only to kill the world, the blood flowed like a river, as the saying goes, 'when you see Nanxue when you fight, I will turn white with plum blossoms'."

"Blind swordsman Lan Meihua, no one in the world knows about it!"

"Hahahaha!"

“Fun and interesting!”

After hearing this, the old man suddenly burst out laughing, looked at Yang Jian with blind eyes, and said, "I didn't expect the second prince to know the old man's name! I'm really ashamed!"

"However, don't say that the old man is so powerful. If one person kills the immortal gate with one sword, the old man is just a cripple. He can't deserve such a big reputation, and he can't be number one in the world!"

"and,"

The old man's laughter gradually died down, and he said: "Compared to others calling me Lan Meihua, I still prefer to be called Qian Fusheng!"

Yang Jian smiled.

"When will you look at Nanxue, I and plum blossoms will turn white", this poem was not written by a blind swordsman. There are two people in this poem. The plum blossom refers to the blind swordsman, while the "I" in it refers to the blind swordsman The one is the spouse of the blind swordsman, former Fusheng.

Floating life, floating life, honoring the former elders, the snow-covered Chang'an Road.

Back then, one was number one in the world, with unparalleled swordsmanship, and the other had illusory whip skills, floating full of snow-capped mountains.

Back then, Lan Meihua was still blind, and her sword was still unbroken. A couple of gods and immortals envied others!

It's a pity that later, Qian Fusheng died, and Lan Meihua became a beauty in anger, and went to the Xianmen alone, and finally only killed the head of the Xianmen, and Lan Meihua also ended up blind.

This is what Yang Jian saw from the secret record that he had collected before, so it should be almost the same.

"Is Mr. Fusheng here specially waiting for me today?"

Yang Jian is as good as a gentleman, since you like to call your wife by her name, then I will call you Qianfusheng.

"Yes and no!"

Qian Fusheng smiled and said: "This old man often washes his swords here, and recently I heard that two young men appeared in the southwest wasteland. Those bandits who retreated avoided the mountain gate and did not dare to come out. The old man wondered which family he was a hero. Then he heard that the second prince of Xinchao Tianqing left the capital and headed west. Isn't this a match. "

"I see!"

Yang Jian sneered, he didn't expect someone to be paying attention to his whereabouts.

"Then Mr. Fusheng is waiting for me here, what's the matter?"

"none."

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "When I get old, I just want to see this young hero who suddenly appeared!"

Yang Jian asked with a smile: "Then I don't know how Mr. Fusheng feels after reading it now?"

The old man shook his head, Zhu Yan behind him was about to get angry, he really blinded you, he still looked down on my brother Jian, he didn't care about the blue plum blossoms.

To put it bluntly, he is actually playing tricks on brother Jian, relying on the old to sell the old.

It was true that he was talking too fast just now, he was wrong, but one size counts for one size, what's the matter with you shaking your head at Brother Jian now, looking down on Brother Jian?Who are you!

As if seeing through Zhu Yan's thoughts, Qian Fusheng explained with a smile: "It's not because I look down on it, but because I can't see through it!"

"Can't see through?" Yang Jian asked, "How do you say it?"

Qian Fusheng thought for a while, and said: "You give me a strange feeling, as if...how should I put it!"

He looked blindly at the plum blossom in Yang Jian's hand, paused suddenly, and said, "Yes, it's just like the flower in your hand. It shouldn't have bloomed in this cold winter, but it bloomed anyway, unlike other flowers around you. Compared with the bare trees, it is very mismatched, and it feels a bit abrupt!"

"Second prince, you give me the same feeling. Although you are standing here, you give me the feeling that you are not from this world! It's very mysterious. I can't figure it out, so I can't see through it!"

Qian Fusheng frowned slightly, this was indeed what was in his heart, of course, there was one more thing he didn't say.

Even the young man in front of him, he can feel a unique temperament, unhurried, just like what he said about his deeds just now, he only heard the other party's narration in a calm manner, and there was no surprise in the words Such emotions are revealed.

What word to use to describe it?

After thinking about it for a long time, Qian Fusheng finally came up with a word in his mind: proud.

This young man has a kind of arrogance in his bones. This kind of arrogance is not arrogance, looking down on others, but a kind of self-confidence in himself!
It is the arrogance that people stand there and feel that they can overcome everything!

"It's so weird!"

Qian Fusheng secretly sighed in his heart, this young man is indeed very strong, he can feel that he may have reached the first-rank realm, but he is a land god, although the first-rank is good, there is still a difference of eighteen thousand miles from him, But now facing this young man, he actually felt a little threat in his heart.

Amazing!Weird!

The two briefly talked a few more words, and the topic turned to Yang Zhen without knowing it. Qian Fusheng said with emotion: "Actually, your father is also considered a generation of geniuses! When your father was young, the old man also met a few times. But judging at the time, although your father is talented, he is not considered the top among so many young people in the world!"

"What is a late bloomer? Your father is actually an example! After giving birth to you with your mother, he was oppressed by your mother's family, his limbs were broken, and his cultivation was abolished. Many people thought that your father might not be able to do it all his life." It was ruined, but no one expected that 13 years later, he would stand up from behind and stand up again! Now he has led his troops to overthrow Yuan Chu and established a new dynasty! He even killed everyone in Xianmen, see Get up and prepare to fight that fairy gate to the death!"

Yang Jian was a little surprised, and asked, "Is my mother a member of the fairy sect?"

"You don't know?"

Qian Fusheng gave Yang Jian a strange look, and then said: "It seems that your father also hated your mother very much, in fact, if your mother could intercede, Yang Zhen might not have been destroyed!
"Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's all about Chen Zhima's rotten millet. I'm an outsider, so I don't have much to say."

"As for your mother, she is the ninth generation saint of the Shadow Moon Immortal Sect. She didn't know how to do it back then, but she came together with your father. In the past, there were four major immortal sects in this world, namely Danding Immortal Sect, Saint Heavenly Immortal Gate, Shadow Moon Immortal Gate and Purple Feather Immortal Gate!"

"It's a pity that the Purple Feather Immortal Sect is willing to degenerate, and has developed a kind of cultivation magic that can devour people's energy and blood to strengthen their cultivation base. It is very evil. , became the most powerful immortal sect, and even hoped to be a tripod, but it is a pity that prosperity must decline, this is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, and in the end it was designed and killed by the other three immortal sects! It was even eliminated from the ranks of immortal sects!"

"And the cultivators of the Purple Feather Immortal Sect are also recognized as devils, and everyone in the world can kill them!"

Qian Fusheng took a deep look at it, and Yang Jian understood it at this time, and said: "That is to say, my father probably got the inheritance of the Purple Feather Immortal Sect, and he has been leading troops to fight in the frontier all these years, maybe it wasn't for the sake of Protecting Da Chu and the people is just to absorb enough blood energy for my own use!"

"Now that the blood energy has been fully absorbed, I came back to overthrow Da Chu and become the emperor myself!"

"The second prince is open-minded!"

Qian Fusheng was a little surprised, he didn't have the nerve to say it clearly just now, but he didn't expect the young man to say it first.

Therefore, he no longer concealed it: "The national destiny of all countries in the world is closely related to the three great immortal sects. Your father established a new dynasty without the permission of the immortal gate. This is to seize the national destiny of the original Great Chu. Based on this, he wants to Compete for luck with those immortal sects, use this to establish your own immortal sect, and rule the world with them!"

"That's why I said, your father is very ambitious!"

　I have put my life on the code word of the little black house!Dear bosses, ask for some monthly tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)