Chapter Seventy-One: Heaven is out of order, how can it be worshipped

The old imperial doctor sat for a while, then took his leave and left, and everyone thanked themselves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info everyone sent him to the door of the inn, and the old imperial doctor was polite, so he didn't have to say anything, and then got on the sedan chair and left.

After sending the imperial doctor away, everyone went into the house to visit Qiu Bufan. At this time, Qiu Bufan had already woken up, and saw his eyes looking at the ceiling, his eyes were empty and unspeakably lonely.

"I've heard what you said to the old gentleman, and I'll never be able to use a sword again in my life, will I?"

At this time, Qiu Bufan seemed to be dozens of years old, and he no longer had the vigor of the past. At this time, his tone was also full of vicissitudes and helplessness.

He sighed, looked at the sky with his eyes, and continued: "I'm useless, I lost the face of the Wuji Palace, and the Wuji Palace was so humiliated by Ling Tian. I also had my sword-holding right arm cut off, haha. ā€

Qiu Bufan laughed loudly, and tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"My grandfather died tragically, and I devoted myself to practicing martial arts so that I could avenge him in the future. But, but I'm a wreck now, and I can't wield a sword anymore. ā€

When Xiao Yixue heard this, she couldn't help but shed tears, while Yun Mengchen and Li Wuxin both shook their heads and sighed. At this time, Leng Yuxuan did not have the slightest decadence, he stepped forward, looked at Qiu Bufan, who was smiling miserably, and said seriously: "Old Qiu, although you have no right hand, but you still have your left hand, how can you give up easily when a man is alive." ā€

"Left hand, what is the use of the left hand? I am used to using the sword in my right hand, and now I abandon the right and use the left, I may not even be able to beat a third-rate master of the rivers and lakes, how can I avenge my grandfather?"

Qiu Bufan looked at Leng Yuxuan in despair, his eyes full of misery. He shook his head and smiled wryly, looking down at his empty right arm, his heart full of bitterness.

"Everything is determined by heaven, God destined me to break my arm today, and destined me to be unable to avenge my grandfather in this life. Qiu Bufan smiled bitterly.

"Everything is fate, in fact, in the final analysis, everything is not inescapable of fate. Grandpa's death is fate, and my broken arm today is also fate, it's all fate. ā€

Qiu Bufan seemed to have figured out something, ignored the people around him, and continued to talk to himself alone.

"The beings in the world are just playthings in God's game of the world. He let you give birth to you, he let you die, you die, even if you don't give in, in the end it is just a bowl of loess. ā€

"People often use cats and dogs as playthings for people to have fun, and they even use donkeys and horses as mounts for people to ride. It's all because we humans are stronger than animals, but we don't know that in fact, we are just God, a chess piece for entertainment in the world. The cycle of heaven is irreversible, and all beings in the world are chess pieces, haha. ā€

Speaking of this, Qiu Bufan looked up to the sky and smiled, tears continued to flow, wetting the pillow towel. Although the man has tears and does not flick, but at this moment, no one will laugh at him.

Qiu Bufan's words also touched Leng Yuxuan's heartstrings. The meeting between him and Liu Ruoshuang is not determined by God, and they will meet only if they are fate. The two are destined to fall in love, but it seems that God has played a big joke on them.

The two met and fell in love, but they couldn't stay together, and a Liu Ruoshuang's sect was inserted in the middle. Although Leng Yuxuan was full of confidence, he was not afraid. But he and Liu Ruoshuang both know that if they really want to be together, they still have a long, long way to go, and it is very difficult.

The Yin mother-in-law once said that their sect was born in response to heaven, and no one could reverse it. Although Leng Yuxuan didn't believe it, when he said that my life was up to me, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

The ancients all believed in ghosts and gods, and Leng Yuxuan naturally also had a trace of belief in the words of the Yin mother-in-law. But even so, his determination has never changed, and he has never had the slightest fear because he wants to fight against the heavens.

At this time, Qiu Bufan was still there lamenting the injustice of heaven, and everything was determined by heaven. When Leng Yuxuan heard this, he was immediately angry.

"Enough. ā€

Leng Yuxuan shouted, startling Li Wuxin, Yun Mengchen, and Xiao Yixue. At this time, Leng Yuxuan looked at Qiu Bufan lightly, with a trace of firmness in his eyes.

"Lao Qiu, I know that you are very uncomfortable losing your right arm, but you should not lose confidence because of this. ā€

Qiu Bufan was about to refute, but was interrupted by Leng Yuxuansheng.

"Do you remember that a hundred years ago, there was a number one person in the rivers and lakes, named the evil monk remnant sword. Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they didn't expect Leng Yuxuan to say the name of the evil monk's remnant sword at this time.

At this time, Li Wuxin was the first to come back to his senses: "The evil monk's remnant sword, the peerless swordsman of a hundred years ago." He was originally a Shaolin disciple, but later because he didn't have the red dust and vulgar thoughts, he also walked the rivers and lakes. During a fight with someone, he was torned off his right arm by a peerless swordsman. Although the man was capable of killing him, he did not bother to do so, and after insulting him, he spilled away. ā€

Li Wuxin paused for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and continued.

The evil monk's remnant sword did not become depressed, but instead used his only remaining left hand to practice swordsmanship that he had never touched. Where he fell, he got up, and he was nearly thirty years old at the time. He wants to practice his swordsmanship well and use his sword moves to defeat the peerless swordsman who had a broken arm with him that day. ā€

Finally, when the evil monk remnant sword was in his forties, he only used his left hand to hold a broken sword. In the end, he defeated the peerless swordsman and killed him with his own hands, avenging his broken arm back then. The evil monk is both righteous and evil, and his swordsmanship is superb, and he only uses his left hand to break the sword and crisscross the rivers and lakes for decades. He also has few opponents in the rivers and lakes, because he used to be a monk, and the people in the rivers and lakes called him the evil monk remnant sword. ā€

"Yes, wasn't the situation the same as you were on the day of the evil monk's remnant sword. Leng Yuxuan heard Li Wuxin finish speaking and continued.

"What's more, the Evil Monk Remnant Sword has never been in contact with swordsmanship before, if he can do it, why can't you?" Leng Yuxuan looked at Qiu Bufan and said seriously.

The story of the evil monk's remnant sword has long been well-known in the rivers and lakes, and Qiu Bufan naturally won't know it. At this time, he was also silent, and there was a hint of life in his eyes.

Leng Yuxuan continued to Qiu Bufan: "More than two hundred years ago, there were two well-known figures in the rivers and lakes. They are the invincible boxers and leg emperors who punched the invincible hands on both sides of the Yellow River and kicked the invincible boxers and leg emperors in the north and south of the Yangtze River. ā€

Everyone nodded when they heard this, the boxer and leg emperor of the year were also a generation of legends on the rivers and lakes, and they had naturally heard of it.

Leng Yuxuan continued: "You can also know that the Leg Emperor is actually a person with crippled hands. ā€

This statement is earth-shattering, and everyone only knows that the leg emperor's leg method is outstanding and invincible in the rivers and lakes. But he didn't know that he was a man with crippled hands.

"I have seen it in the palace classics, and at that time, a senior of my Wuji Palace was a sworn brother with the Leg Emperor. It is written in the classics that the Leg Emperor is arrogant in the world. Even if the arms are mutilated, the legs are unparalleled in the world. ā€

Leng Yuxuan said this, looking at Qiu Bufan quietly: "Not to mention the evil monk and the leg emperor back then, they are the predecessors of our sword saints in the rivers and lakes today. Mountains, rocks, grass and trees, everything can be a sword, how can you ever stick to the left arm and the right arm?"

"What's more, even if, as you say, you and I are both pawns of this heaven, are you willing to be slaughtered by others for that pawn? You are a disciple of my Wuji Palace, and my Wuji Palace will naturally take care of you, provide you with food and shelter, and let you have no worries for the rest of your life. ā€

Speaking of this, Leng Yuxuan clenched his fists slightly and looked up at the sky: "My fate can only be chosen by myself, and life and death cannot be determined by heaven." If the hand of the Mandate of Heaven insists on intervening arbitrarily, I will fight with the heavens, so what's the matter? At this time, the thunder in the sky was rolling, as if he was scolding Leng Yuxuan's great disrespect.

Li Wuxin and Na Yun Mengchen both looked at Leng Yuxuan in surprise, and they didn't expect Leng Yuxuan to say this. But both of them are arrogant people, so they naturally feel that what Leng Yuxuan said is very reasonable. At this time, Xiao Yixue looked at Leng Yuxuan affectionately, her eyes were full of admiration, and she felt that Leng Yuxuan at this moment had a unique charm and temperament.

When Qiu Bufan heard this, there was no longer the decadence he had before. He struggled to sit up from the bed, supporting only his body with his remaining left arm.

"Yuxuan, thank you. Wake up the dreamer with a word, I won't be decadent, let alone accept fate. I want to practice my left-handed swordsmanship and avenge my grandfather in the future. I also want to defeat Ling Tian in the future and avenge my broken arm today. ā€

After speaking, Qiu Bufan returned to his former vigor and vigor, without a trace of depression.

Leng Yuxuan looked at Qiu Bufan, who had regained his confidence at this time, and nodded with a smile. He looked out the window, his expression instantly became serious, and he said word by word.

"Ling Tian is mine!"

The way of heaven and the way of heaven, the way of heaven has been lost, why do I need to worship the heavens? Leng Yuxuan's words were said casually, or did he imply something, but at this moment, no one knew...