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- Chapter 226: Chaolu Sword and Puppet Soldier
When the sun set, Fang Jie left the library. When he went out, he smiled at the old man out of habit, and then walked out of the wooden building filled with books. Classes in the Yanwu Academy had already ended, and the students gathered together in twos and threes to chat and laugh. When they saw Fang Jie, they were slightly surprised. Some smiled and nodded, while others pretended to turn a blind eye. Smile back to Fang Jie who smiles, and naturally won't look at Fang Jie who turns a blind eye.
Those who have seen it and pretended not to see it seem to be proud, but in fact they are just a sign of inferiority.
Fang Jie went to the racecourse first and personally fed the red horse fodder before leaving. Since he was imprisoned, the red horse has been raised in the martial arts courtyard. Because it has not galloped for a while, it seems to have gained a lot of weight. He didn't plan to ride a horse. Since his name became more and more famous in Chang'an City, he preferred to ride a car.
Riding on a horse and walking on the street, it takes too much time to say hello. And if you ignore anyone, you will inevitably be scolded as cold and noble.
On the way back to the shop, Fang Jie carefully recalled what Qiu Yu said before. Then he closed his eyes and felt the vitality of heaven and earth. The breath was floating in the air, one by one, very light and ethereal. If you don't sense it carefully, this subtle difference is difficult to detect. Fang Jie knew that this was because his thirty-six air points were opened, and the vitality of heaven and earth he felt could not be compared with those of great practitioners.
But this is a good start, and what makes him happiest is that the hidden dangers in his body have been eliminated. If he hadn't been in a coma due to severe pain, he wouldn't have known that there were a bunch of disgusting bugs hidden in his body. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could imagine how disgusting it was from the descriptions of Shen Qingshan and Qiu Yu.
It can corrode hard blue bricks, and the toxicity of those bugs can be imagined. And these things have been hidden in my body for more than sixteen years, which is scary to think about.
When he thought of these, he naturally thought of Prince Zhong Yang Qi. What method did he use to change his physique that night? Or is it because his physique is like this and Yang Qi just suppressed the poison? If it's just the latter, then Yang Qi might know the origin of these poisons.
Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Fang Jie opened the curtain and told the coachman to go directly to Hong Xiu Zhao. He suddenly thought that the first time he and Yang Qi met was in Hong Xiu Zhao. He could feel that Yang Qi looked at him in a strange way at that time. And Yang Qi went to see Xi Huamei that time, maybe Xi Huamei would know something about it.
The carriage rolled along the flat bluestone road, and it was easy to doze off while sitting in the slightly swaying carriage. Just when Fang Jie squinted his eyes and was about to fall asleep, his hand touched the Chaolu knife beside him, and the strong coldness shocked him.
Picking up this long sword without a scabbard, Fang Jie liked it more and more. He loves to use knives and has no interest in other weapons except knives. Children of aristocratic families love to use teacups because they are extremely expensive and serve as a status symbol, and ordinary people simply cannot afford them. Fang Jie doesn't like to use it, it's too long and not flexible enough. Moreover, you need to study hard and practice hard from a young age to achieve success. People who hold the spear for the first time simply cannot exert its power. It is better to give them a wooden stick. But the knife is different. Anyone who holds a knife in his hand knows how to use it. Of course, it is not easy to use it well.
There is a thin layer of water vapor on the blade of Chaolu Dao. Fang Jie even wondered if he would see a small rainbow outside the blade if he got close to it in the summer when the sun is strong. My love for this knife has reached the point where I can't put it down. When he arrived at the entrance of Hongxiuzhao, Fang Jie wrapped the Chaolu knife with a cloth, then held it in his arms and walked into the main door.
It is in the evening when the business of Hong Xiuzhao is the best. People coming in and out were all people dressed in brocade, greeting each other warmly. Fang Jie lowered his head slightly and walked in quickly. When he entered the door, he saw the old cripple sleeping on the bench in the corner. He smiled, walked over and put the Chaolu knife on the old cripple's chest.
The old cripple was startled by the cold air. He sat up suddenly and glanced at Fang Jie, then looked at the things in his arms.
"What's this?"
he asks.
"knife"
Fang Jie answered.
The old cripple frowned slightly, stood up and walked to the backyard with the knife, Fang Jie followed behind. When he reached the backyard, the old cripple opened the cloth, and then his expression changed.
"Morning dew?"
he asks.
Fang Jie asked back: "Do you know him?"
The old lame man's expression was very ugly, and he didn't know why, but Fang Jie actually saw a hint of disgust in his eyes. The old cripple looked at Chaolu Dao carefully, and finally let out a long sigh: "Did you know that there are three swords and three swords in the world?"
¡°I don¡¯t know."
Fang Jie shook his head.
The old cripple handed the Chaolu Sword to Fang Jie, found a place to sit down and said, "It's no wonder that few people today remember what happened decades ago. When I was young, there were three equally famous swords in the world, the Red Sleeve , morning dew, spring breeze. There are also three swords, stained with blood, a thread throat, and a foot nail. "
"These six weapons are the most precious treasures in the martial arts world. My bloody butcher knife was cut off by the Chaolu knife in your hand."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Fang Jie couldn't help but secretly thought, "No wonder." No wonder the old cripple recognized the knife when he saw it, no wonder there was a look of disgust on Tai's eyebrows.
"This is an ominous knife."
The old cripple sighed, seeming to be recalling something from the past.
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"Since Chaolu Dao was born, he has had a total of six masters You are the seventh, and the first six are all dead."
The old cripple took a sip of wine and said.
Fang Jie shook his head: "I am the eighth. This knife was given to me by Prince Yi. I don't know how many years it has been hidden in his house, but he is still alive and well."
The old lame man shook his head: "If you don't use this knife, what kind of master do you think you are?"
He rolled his eyes at Fang Jie and said: "The first owner of this sword is named Xu Kuangtu, who is also the maker of this Chaolu sword. This man was originally a blacksmith, and he didn't know where he got a piece of wood that will last forever." He made a long sword and a short sword out of Xuan Tie. The sword was the Chaolu sword, and the sword was the Yi Chi Nai. Later, he exchanged the Yi Chi Nai for a sword manual with a famous Jiang Hu Ke, and he worked hard from then on. After fifteen years of practice, he actually developed a peerless sword skill out of the ordinary sword manual that the charlatan tricked him into."
"No one knows Kuangtu Xu's original name, but he behaves arrogantly and evilly, so the name of this madman becomes more and more famous. After he came out of the mountain, he challenged martial arts masters everywhere. What he didn't expect was that he won consecutive battles. Gradually, , the name of Kuangtu Yi Dao gradually became known in the world. It is said that he got the peerless sword by chance. In fact, he made the sword himself, and the sword manual is simply inferior. "
"Later, he restrained his murderous nature and planned to open a sect, but for some reason, he suddenly went crazy. He killed hundreds of people in one night with the Chaolu knife, and cut his own throat with the last knife. From then on, Chaolu The sword disappeared and did not appear again until more than ten years later. The second person holding the Chaolu sword also became famous like Xu Kuangtu, and then suddenly went crazy for some reason and committed suicide after killing people. "
The old lame man paused and continued: "It is said to be an ominous knife because its first six owners all met the same end. They went crazy first and then committed suicide If you listen to me, don't use this evil thing. That's good. Although the blood butcher knife I gave you is not as hard and sharp as this morning dew, it is at least clean!"
"Xuantie"
Fang Jie murmured and suddenly thought of something.
In his previous life, he knew that the ancients got meteorites and called them black iron. The extracted metal was far harder than ordinary steel. If this morning sword is also made of meteorite iron, then there may be some radiation. People who wear swords for a long time may eventually become insane, which may be related to this radiation.
But it can be seen that this knife is not suitable for keeping with you for a long time.
But when he thought of this, his heart suddenly tightened.
Does Prince Yi Yang Yin not know the origin of this Chao Lu Dao? Is he really just trying to win over himself when he gave him the Chaolu Sword?
Fang Jie's mind sank, thinking that if the rumors about Chaolu Dao were true, would he also become insane and commit suicide after many years? What is Prince Yi thinking about? If he doesn't make it a habit to harm others, he does it on purpose.
Seeing that Fang Jie's expression was different, the old lame man was silent for a while and said, "But this Chao Lu Dao has disappeared from the world for 20 or 30 years, and maybe it is still in the hands of Prince Yi. It has not seen blood in so many years, and maybe it has become violent. It's over. Just make sure you don't kill anyone if you can. If the evil spirit of this knife disturbs your mind, it won't be worth the loss."
"I see."
Fang Jie responded, handed the knife to the old lame man and said, "I still want to go upstairs and ask Aunt Xi about something."
"What's up?"
The old cripple asked.
Fang Jie then thought that the old lame man might also know, so he sat down and told him about the poison in his body. He knew that the old cripple wouldn't go around publicizing it, so he didn't hide anything. Say everything that needs to be said, and don't mention a word of what shouldn't be said. After hearing this, the old lame man frowned deeply, and after a long time he sighed and said, "Nine times out of ten, it's the poison of the Nanmanzi."
"I'm still youngAt that time, I once personally killed a wizard from Nanmanzi. That guy killed a lot of people. He actually dared to blatantly establish a sect in the Central Plains and lied to others by saying that he was practicing the Secret Manual of Ghouls and that after practicing, he would be invulnerable to weapons and hidden weapons. Many young people fell into his trap and were poisoned by him. Later, when the incident happened, a group of knights from the Jianghu came to crusade. Although I am not a chivalrous and righteous person, I still hate this kind of tactics, so I went with my friends as we made an appointment. "
"It was a fierce battle. Those puppet soldiers were really invulnerable and difficult to kill. The people in the rivers and lakes suffered a lot at first, and many people died. Later, a few people and I broke through the puppet soldiers and captured the wizard. , he could no longer control the puppet and won the battle. At that time, the wizard's head was chopped off with a knife You can't imagine how disgusting it was. The blood spurting out from the wizard's neck was so black that it still came out. A giant centipede one foot long came out of the cavity! "
The old lame man seemed to be frightened. He was silent for a while and continued: "From then on, whenever people in the world see Southern Barbarians, whether they are wizards or not, they will kill them one by one. If they kill too many, those Southern Barbarians will not dare to step into the Central Plains again. . It is said that the last emperor of the Shang Kingdom liked this method and kept many wizards in the palace. The prince who finally escaped escaped from the Sui army under the protection of a wizard commander. The first person that the prince named Murong Shao killed after establishing Nanyan was the wizard. He sent people to throw the puppet soldiers into a pit, poured oil on them and burned them to ashes. "
Fang Jie was fascinated by what he heard. After a moment of silence, he asked: "Then do you know how the wizard controls the puppet? Has Aunt Xi ever mentioned it to you? Did the prince say anything to her at that time?"
The old cripple thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know if the prince has mentioned you to Aunt Xi, I know something about this poison Do you know that the Buddhist sect has three thousand monk soldiers who are said to be indestructible? "
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