Chapter 241: Sword Master Nine Realms
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Fang Xiaowu said: "That's right, isn't Luo Cheng just a special physique?"
Linghu Eighteen shook his head and said, "In the eyes of worldly people, the bronze body may be very powerful, but in my eyes, let alone the bronze body, even if it is a golden body, it is vulnerable. ”
Fang Xiaowu said sharply: "You...... You're not kidding, are you?"
"Are you kidding? I'm talking about serious things now, and I can't tolerate the slightest joke. I chose you for a reason. Let's put it this way, at first, I didn't think to ask you to help me, but then something happened that made me think that you were the person I was looking for, do you remember the time when you were hit by the skylight?"
"Remember, I will never forget it. ”
"People who are hit by the sudden sun, there is no immortal, even if you are lucky enough to live, you will become an idiot, and you, not only intact, but also able to live to the present, it is simply a miracle. So in my opinion, you are different from others, even if you are golden, you can't describe your physique. I chose you because I took a fancy to your physique, and in the entire Yuanwu Continent, there is no one whose physique is more suitable than you to go to that place and steal that thing. ”
"After talking for a long time, where is that place located?"
"I can't tell you right now, unless you can promise me to steal now, and you're ready for anything. ”
Fang Xiaowu saw that he didn't say anything, and he had no way to do it, so he thought about it and said, "Listen to your tone, that place must be extremely dangerous, with my current strength, even if I go, it will belong to nine deaths, didn't you push me into the fire pit?"
Linghu Eighteen grinned and said, "I know it's a fire pit, but I believe that if you can climb out of the fire pit, my only hope is pinned on you, and I won't let you die in the fire pit easily, so I have already thought about it, and I plan to spend twenty years to make you the first master in the Yuanwu Continent to become the peak of martial arts before the age of forty." ”
Fang Xiaowu was surprised: "What, you want to make me a master at the peak of martial arts?"
"Yes, as long as you become a peak martial arts master, coupled with your special physique, and I will help you contain it outside, the chance of stealing that thing is ninety-nine percent. ”
"Isn't it 100 percent? If it's 99 percent, isn't there a 1 percent chance of failure?"
"The ninety-nine percent chance is already very high, you must know that the place I am talking about belongs to the forbidden land of the Yuanwu Continent, since ancient times, no one has been able to steal that thing from the forbidden land, although I am full of confidence in you, but I can't say one hundred percent. ”
"What happens if I fail?"
"If you fail, you can die. ”
"Ah, I finally understand now, no wonder you let me marry Zhu Jingwen, it turns out that you are worried that I will die, afraid that I will lose my children and grandchildren. ”
"I'm not afraid of just in case, I'm afraid of 10,000, I did this for your sake. ”
If it was before, Fang Xiaowu would have scolded Ling Hu Eighteen for being shameless, but now, he wouldn't.
Unconsciously, he and Linghu Eighteen already belong to the iron buddies, and the relationship is good enough to do anything for him.
It's just that he still wants to ask clearly, so as not to be confused and be tricked by Linghu Eighteen again.
You must know that Linghu Eighteen is an old liar, and what the old liar said is false and real, and he has no way to distinguish between what is true and what is false.
He muttered, "Old liar, I ask you, how long will you live?"
Hearing this, Linghu Eighteen couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "Why are you asking this?"
"I need to figure out what I'm going to do in the future. ”
"This ......" Ling Hu Eighteen hesitated for a moment, but he looked a little embarrassed, "Do you really want to say it?"
"Nonsense, if you don't say it, how can I help you?"
"Well, probably tens of thousands of years to live. ”
"Tens of thousands of years?!" Fang Xiaowu's eyes widened, he really wanted to pounce on him and kick this old liar fiercely, and scolded: "Fuck, since you can still live for tens of thousands of years, why do you want me to help you steal things so early? Big brother, don't you believe me? Don't say tens of thousands of years, even if it is hundreds of years, no matter how bad I am, I will reach the peak of martial arts, can't you even wait for this little time?"
Linghu Eighteen's face flushed slightly, rubbed his hands, smiled, and said, "Brother Yi, I know that my mentality is a little anxious, but you don't know, the reason why I'm so anxious is because I have an extremely important personal matter to do. ”
Fang Xiaowu asked, "What is a private matter?"
"Many years ago, I made an appointment with a guy to joust, and now the time is getting shorter and shorter, and if I don't go, that guy will laugh at me. ”
"How much time is left until you compete?"
"Do you want to talk about this too?"
As soon as he heard this, Fang Xiaowu guessed what kind of mentality this old liar was in now, and said loudly: "Big brother, you won't say that it is tens of thousands of years, right?"
"There are tens of thousands of years, only a few decades. ”
"Really decades?"
"Well, to be honest, it seems like more than a hundred years. ”
"More than a hundred years?"
"Forget it, I'll be honest with you this time, including this year, there are still two hundred years left. ”
Fang Xiaowu smiled and said, "Lao Tzu almost fell for you, it turns out that you still have two hundred years to live." If it's two hundred years, then don't worry, within two hundred years, I will definitely help you steal what you need. By the way, who is that guy you're competing with, and what's his name?"
"His name is Sword Thirteen. ”
"Sword Thirteen? I don't think I've heard of it. ”
"Of course you haven't heard of it, that guy is not an ordinary person, he is a real power, he has a name, called the Sword Master Nine Realms. ”
"Sword Lord Nine Realms?" Fang Xiaowu looked dazed, "What does the Sword Master Nine Realms mean? What are the Nine Realms?"
Linghu Eighteen explained: "The Nine Realms means the Nine Great Realms. Let's put it this way, the Yuanwu Continent belongs to a small realm, and a large realm contains many small realms, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands. The meaning of the Sword Lord Nine Realms is that Sword Thirteen belongs to the supreme existence in those nine great worlds, and within those nine worlds, no one is his opponent, whoever he wants to die, he has to die, and it can be said that he is the master of the Nine Realms. ”
Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu was completely stunned.
He originally thought that if a cultivator could reach the peak of martial arts, it would already be a very remarkable thing.
And being able to shatter the void, fly to the sky, and become a real immortal is the supreme realm that mortals pursue all their lives.
But Ling Hu Eighteen's words completely subverted his worldview, and he was suddenly a little overwhelmed.