Chapter 225: Chaolu Dao and puppet soldiers

When the sun was sinking, Fang Xie left the library building, and when he went out, he habitually smiled at the old man, and then walked out of the wooden building full of books. The martial arts academy had already finished class, and the students gathered together in twos and threes to talk and laugh, and when they saw Fang Jie, they were slightly surprised, some smiled and nodded, and some pretended to turn a blind eye. Smile at Fang Xie who smiles, and naturally he won't chase after Fang Xie who turns a blind eye.

Those who see it and pretend not to see it seem proud, but in fact it is just a sign of inferiority.

Fang Xie went to the horse farm first, and personally fed the red horse forage before leaving, since he was imprisoned, the red horse has been raised in the martial arts courtyard, because he has not spread his hooves and galloped for a while, it looks like he has gained a lot of weight. He didn't plan to ride a horse, and since his name became louder and louder in Chang'an City, he preferred to ride in a car.

Walking down the street on horseback and saying hello takes too much time. And if you ignore anyone, you will inevitably be scolded as cold and noble.

On the way back to the shop, Fang Xie carefully recalled what Qiu Yu had said before. Then I closed my eyes and felt the vitality of heaven and earth, and the breath floated in the air, wisps of it, very faint and ethereal. This subtle difference is difficult to spot unless you feel it carefully. Fang Xie knew that it was because of his thirty-six qi pockets that he had opened, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi he felt could not be compared to those great cultivators.

But this is a good start, and what makes him happiest is that the hidden dangers in his body have been eliminated. If it weren't for this painful coma, he wouldn't have known that he had a bunch of disgusting bugs hidden in his body. Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could imagine how disgusting it was from Shen Tilt Fan and Qiu Yu's descriptions.

It can corrode the hard green bricks, and the toxicity of those insects can be imagined. And these things have been hidden in my body for more than 16 years, and I am afraid to think about it.

As soon as he thought of this, he naturally thought of Yang Qi, the prince of Zhong. What means did he use that night to change his physique? Or is it that his physique is like this, and Yang Qi just took action to suppress those Gu poisons? If it was only the latter, then Yang Qi might know the origin of these Gu poisons.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Fang Xie opened the curtain and told the coachman to go directly to the red sleeve move, he suddenly thought that the first meeting between himself and Yang Qi was the red sleeve move, and he could feel that Yang Qi's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him at that time. And Yang Qi went to see the thrush that time, maybe the thrush can know something.

The carriage runs along the flat bluestone road, and it is easy to doze off while sitting in the slightly shaky car. Fang Xie squinted his eyes and was about to fall asleep when his hand touched the Chaolu knife beside him, and the strong cold air shocked his spirit.

Picking up this long knife without a scabbard, the more Fang Xie looked at it, the more he liked it. He was fond of knives and had no interest in weapons other than knives. The children of the family love to use the lance, because the cost of the lance is extremely high, it is a symbol of status, and ordinary people simply cannot afford it. Fang Xie didn't like to use a lance, it was too long and not flexible enough. Moreover, the use of the lance must be diligent and hard to achieve success from an early age, and the person who holds the lance for the first time will not be able to exert its power at all, so it is better to stuff them with a wooden stick in their hand. But knives are different, whoever grabs a knife in their hands knows how to use it, of course, it is not easy to use it well.

There was a thin layer of water vapor on the body of the Chaolu knife, and Fang Xie even wondered if he would see a small rainbow outside the blade if he got closer to see it when the sun was strong in the summer. The love for this knife has reached the point where I can't put it down. When he arrived at the door of the red sleeve move, Fang Xie wrapped the Chaolu knife with a cloth, and then walked into the main door with him in his arms.

It was in the evening, and the business of the Red Sleeves was at its best. People in and out were people in brocade clothes, greeting each other warmly. Fang Xie 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, and after walking over, he put the morning knife on the old cripple's chest.

The cold made the old lame man startled, and he sat up sharply and glanced at Fang Jie, and then looked at the things in his arms.

"What is this?"

He asked.

"Knife"

Fang Xie replied.

The old lame man frowned slightly, got up and walked to the backyard with a knife, Fang Xie followed behind, and when he arrived in the backyard, the old lame man uncovered the cloth, and then his face changed.

"Asakaro?"

He asked.

Fang Xie asked rhetorically: "Do you know?" ”

The old lame's face was very ugly, and he didn't know why, Fang Xie actually saw a sense of disgust in his eyes. The old lame boy looked at Chaolu Dao carefully, and finally let out a long sigh: "Do you know that there are three swords and three swords in the rivers and lakes?" ”

"I don't know."

Fang Xie shook his head.

The old lame man handed the Chaolu knife to Fang Jie, found a place to sit down, and said, "No wonder, where are a few people now who remember the events of decades ago." When I was young, there were three treasure knives on the rivers and lakes, red sleeves, morning dew, and spring breeze. There are also three swords, stained with blood, a threaded throat, and a foot of nails. ”

"These six weapons are the treasures of martial arts. My Blood Butcher's Knife...... It was cut off by this morning dew knife in your hand. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Fang Xie couldn't help but secretly say in his heart. No wonder the old cripple recognized this knife when he saw it, no wonder there was disgust between his eyebrows.

"It's an ominous knife."

The old cripple sighed, as if remembering some past.

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"Since the birth of the morning dew knife, I have followed a total of six masters...... You are the seventh, and the first six are dead. ”

The old lame man took a sip of wine.

Fang Xie 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 mansion, 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 is it?" ”

He glanced at Fang Xie and said, "The first owner of this knife is called Xu Maniac, and he is also the creator of this Chaolu knife. This man was originally a blacksmith, and he didn't know where he got a piece of dark iron that would never come out of the world, and he made a long knife and a short sword. The knife is the morning dew knife, and the sword is a foot nail. Later, he used a ruler nail to exchange a knife book with a famous Jianghu guest, and since then he has been practicing hard, and for fifteen years, the ordinary knife book that the Jianghu guest deceived him was actually practiced by him to achieve a peerless knife technique. ”

"No one knows the original name of Xu Maniac, but he is arrogant and evil, and the name of this madman is getting louder and louder. After he came out of the mountain, he went around challenging martial arts masters, but what he didn't expect was that he won consecutive battles, and gradually, the name of the madman was gradually known in the rivers and lakes. It is said that he got the peerless sword technique by chance, but in fact, the knife was built by himself, and the knife book is simply a thing that does not enter the stream. ”

Later, he relented in his murderous nature and planned to start a sect, but for some reason, he suddenly went crazy. Holding this morning dew knife, he killed hundreds of people overnight, and finally cut his own throat. Since then, the knife has disappeared, and it was not until more than ten years later that it came out again. The second person with the Chaolu knife was also the same as Xu Maniac, who first achieved fame, and finally didn't know why he suddenly went crazy and committed suicide after killing someone. ”

The old cripple paused for a moment and continued: "It is said that it is an ominous knife because its first six masters all had the same fate. Crazy first, then suicide...... If you listen to me, it's better not to use this evil thing. Although the blood butcher knife that Lao Tzu gave you is not as hard and sharp as this morning dew, it is at least clean! ”

"Darkiron ......"

Fang Xie muttered, and suddenly thought of something.

In his previous life, he knew that the ancients did not know what the meteorite was, so they called it dark iron, and the metal refined was far harder than ordinary steel. If this Asaka knife is also made of meteorite, then maybe there will be some radiation, and the person who has been wearing the knife for a long time will end up insane, which may be related to this radiation.

However, it can be seen that this knife should not be carried with you for a long time.

But just thinking of this, his heart suddenly tightened.

Could Prince Yi Yang Yin not know the origin of this Chaolu knife? He gave this Chaolu knife to himself, is it really just to win himself over?

Fang Jie's mind sank, and he said in his heart that if the rumors of Chaolu's knife were true, would he also commit suicide after many years of insanity? This Prince Yi, what is An's mind! If it is not a habit for him to harm others, he does it on purpose.

Seeing that Fang Jie's face was different, the old lame man was silent for a while and said, "But this Chaolu knife has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for twenty or thirty years, and it may have been in the hands of Prince Yi. It hadn't seen blood in so many years, and maybe its anger had dissipated. You can grasp for yourself that if you can, try not to kill people. In case the mind is disturbed by the evil spirit of this knife, the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"I see."

Fang Xie responded, handed the knife to the old lame man and said, "I still have to go upstairs to ask about the eldest lady." ”

"What's the matter?"

The old cripple asked.

Fang Xie thought that the old cripple might also know, so he sat down and told him about the Gu poison in his body. He knew that the old lame man would not go around preaching, so he did not hide anything. Say what should be said, and don't say a word what shouldn't be said. After hearing this, the old lame's brows furrowed deeply, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Nine times out of ten, it is the Gu poison of the Southern Barbarians." ”

"When I was younger, I once killed a wizard from the Southern Barbarians. That guy has killed a lot of people. He actually dared to blatantly open a sect in the Central Plains, and lied to people that the cultivation was a ghoul cheats, and after cultivation, he was invulnerable to swords and guns, and secret weapons were not invaded. Many young people fell for him and were planted with poison by him. Later, a group of chivalrous people on the rivers and lakes came to crusade. Although I am not a chivalrous person, I also hate this method, so my friends met and went together. ”

"It was a vicious battle, and those puppet soldiers were really invulnerable and very difficult to kill. The people on the rivers and lakes suffered a lot of losses at the beginning, and there were no fewer deaths. Later, after a few people and I broke through the puppet soldiers and captured the wizard, he could no longer manipulate the puppet to win the battle, when the wizard was chopped off in the head by me...... You can't imagine how disgusting it is. The blood that spurted out of the wizard's neck was so black that a foot-long centipede came out of the cavity! ”

The old cripple seemed to have palpitations, and he was silent for a while and continued: "From now on, anyone in the rivers and lakes who sees the Southern Barbarians, whether they are sorcerers or not, will kill one by one. After killing too much, those southern barbarians did not dare to enter the Central Plains again. It is said that the last emperor of the Shang Kingdom liked this way and raised many wizards in the palace. The last prince to escape was to fight his way out of the Sui army under the protection of a puppet soldier of a wizard commander. But later, the first thing the prince named Murong Yan killed after establishing Nanyan was that wizard. Those puppet soldiers were thrown into a big pit by him, poured oil and burned to ashes. ”

Fang Xie listened attentively, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Then do you know how the wizard manipulates the puppet?" Did Aunt Xi mention to you that the prince had told her anything 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 a little about this Gu poison...... Do you know that there are 3,000 monks and soldiers in Buddhism who claim to have unbreakable golden bodies? ”

(PS: Today is the ninth day of the day, and it is not easy for a person who is a yard scrap woodman.) If I don't get some motivation, I'm afraid I won't be able to persevere. Quality and quantity, it consumes all day and all day. There is no increase in red tickets, and there is no ...... in tipping at all I will give you strength, and you will also give strength! ）