Chapter 312: On the Sword (I)

Lin Xuan walked in the sunset, walking in the breeze, and the sky was full of maple leaves, gargling and flying.

A domineering figure stood under the maple leaves, he was out of step with the surrounding environment, just standing casually, as if making heaven and earth a foil.

He was waiting for someone, and as for who he was waiting for, the results speak for themselves.

That person was like a mountain reaching to the sky, like a vast sea, and like an infinite star, Lin Xuan's expression was solemn, and he couldn't describe how he felt when facing that man.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" the other party slowly turned around, revealing an extremely handsome face, this man looked like a young man, and his eyes were extremely terrifying, as if he could easily see through the thoughts in the hearts of others.

"Emperor Qin?"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "I can't imagine that Emperor Qin is not dead, if I let others know about this matter, I am afraid that I will be unable to sit still, and I won't even be able to eat!"

"The emperor is angry, like the sky is angry, and the corpses are floating for thousands of miles, since Your Majesty is the lord of the country, why should you abandon everything in your hands?"

"I'm Win Heaven now, I'm an ordinary person, not Emperor Qin!" the young man shook his head slowly, as if he remembered something, and said in a low voice: "We should have never seen each other, why do you recognize me?"

"I don't know how many people are waiting for you to die, waiting for you to leave the throne of the Ninety-Five, waiting until dusk falls, waiting until you are old and unbearable......"

Lin Xuan's eyes froze, and he said softly: "Until the Qin Palace set off an inexhaustible fire, burning from south to north, burning through Chang'an City, and enveloping the entire world in a sea of fire!"

"Since Your Majesty is a man who tramples the whole world under his feet, why should he be willing to fall?"

His face was full of puzzlement, and he did not answer his words, but said all the doubts in his heart in one go. How to change his position in Emperor Qin, he will not let go easily.

There are many powerful people in this world, but there is only one he really admires, and that is Emperor Qin, the emperor who only survives in rumors, and the dragon does not see the end.

"You answer my question first, I'm answering your question!" Ying Tian suddenly smiled and said in a deep voice.

Lin Xuan also smiled, he looked at the maple leaves floating in the wind, and said with a smile: "When there is a person who can have such a bearing today, except for Emperor Qin, there will be no second one!"

"You adore me very much?" Ying Tian's expression became strange, he could hear the admiration in Lin Xuan's words, and he could feel the other party's awe.

But Gong Lingxue is always impossible, sending a person whose martial arts are far inferior to her own to be funny, the other party must have real talent and real learning.

Lin Xuan nodded, and he said seriously: "Anyone in the world who hears about His Majesty's deeds will admire His Majesty, and I will naturally not be an exception!"

Emperor Qin thought for a moment, was slightly surprised, and said in a low voice: "Since Gong Lingxue sent you here, she obviously has a lot of confidence in you, I thought that the person who came would be Zhang Suyue!"

"She has high hopes for you, and thinks you can outperform me, but your attitude is strange!"

Lin Xuan shook his head slowly, his gaze was a little complicated, and he replied softly: "Your Majesty is hidden in the wilderness, could it be that you are also tainted with vulgarity? At this moment, you don't look like the emperor who once trampled on the territory of thousands of miles!"

He had a lot of speculations about the opponent this time, but he definitely didn't expect that the opponent would be the already dead Emperor Qin.

The world said that Emperor Qin, Yan Wenxuan, Gong Lingyu and 100,000 black-armored soldiers all died in the Qin Palace and died in the fire, but now that I think about it, the rumors are really not credible.

"I'm a layman, and although I used to be an emperor, I still can't change the fact that I'm a layman!" Ying Tian raised his head and sighed, his voice full of melancholy and sighs.

His lonely figure dissolved in the setting sun, looking unusually lonely.

"Red clothes and red robes, the dress is similar to Zhang Suyue, it turns out that people in the rivers and lakes are popular with this dress now......"

Ying Tian glanced at the long sword behind Lin Xuan, and said with emotion: "You should also be a swordsman, what kind of swordsman do you think you are?"

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and thought for a moment.

The wind is blowing and the sun is shining.

Some swordsmen, in the face of powerful opponents, know that they are invincible, but they must resolutely take out their swords, even if they fall, they must become a mountain, a ridge, and the sword is invincible.

Some swordsmen, within three feet, are all enemies.

Some swordsmen, killing people like hemp, do whatever they want.

Everyone's choice is different, and everyone's approach is different.

He opened his eyes, looked at Yingtian with a serious face, and said loudly: "Honesty is the sword!"

"Sincerity to the sword?" Ying Tian's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "There are not many people in the world who are qualified to drink with me, just by virtue of your words, you are qualified to drink with me!"

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, and he said, "Since Your Majesty has Yaxing, why don't you have a drink together?"

"Good!" Ying Tian nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, he brought a strange gust of wind.

The maple leaves rose one after another, fluttering in the air.

Lin Xuan felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the place he was staying had changed.

Densely populated villages are replaced by vast plains, and the glorious sunset is outlawed by an empty starry sky.

At this moment, they were standing on a cliff, surrounded by an endless river.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

The mighty river rolled in, shining under the brilliant stars and moon.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his mind buzzed, and his heart also shook.

Emperor Qin's means of changing the world were no less than those of a powerful cultivator, and the strangest thing was that even Lin Xuan couldn't see what means he had used.

"Please!"

Yingtian stretched out his hand and invited Lin Xuan to sit down.

Lin Xuan looked in all directions, and saw the bright moonlight reflecting the river, bringing a sense of vicissitudes and a strong sense of loneliness and loneliness.

The steep stone walls towered into the sky, and the thunderous waves crashed against the riverbank, stirring up waves that seemed to roll up thousands of piles of snow.

Lin Xuan looked into the distance, as if he saw the majestic rivers and mountains, the magnificent mountains and rivers like a picture scroll, and the countless heroes and heroes, a special emotion arose.

"Your Majesty is really a good means!"

Lin Xuan glanced at the table in front of him, his face full of appreciation.

On the table are two jars of fragrant wine, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Please sit!" Ying Tian sat on the ground, he rubbed his eyebrows, and slowly spoke: "What is the name of the little brother?"

Lin Xuan sat on the ground, and he replied, "Lin Xuan!"

"Oh?"

Ying Tian was thoughtful, his eyes flickered, and then he asked softly, "You are the younger brother of the first beauty in the world?"

Lin Xuan shook his head, he remembered what he had done, and looked ashamed: "The mountain village man didn't expect that he would also let His Majesty remember, it's really ashamed!"

Yingtian lifted the lid of the wine, and he said with a smile: "Drink!"

Lin Xuan picked up the wine jar and poured a large sip into his throat, and a hot breath spread throughout his body.

"Good wine!!"

The spicy liquor burns the throat and is refreshing.

"Heroes, have the ambition of Lingyun, and swallow mountains and rivers!" Yingtian took a big sip of wine and asked in a deep voice: "Who do you think can be regarded as a hero today?"

Lin Xuan glanced at Yingtian and said quietly: "There are twelve famous big names in the world list, I don't know what Your Majesty thinks?"

"Those twelve people are characters, but they can't be called heroes!" Ying Tian shook his head, and he sighed: "These people's martial arts may be the best in the world, but they don't have the potential to become heroes!"

"Not even Zhang Suyue?" Lin Xuan put down the wine jar and asked with a frown: "Zhang Suyue's swordsmanship is unique in martial arts, and people in the rivers and lakes say that she is the most prestigious swordsman in the world today, and she will even surpass Emperor Qin one day!"

"No! she lacks a heart!"

Ying Tian looked at Lin Xuan casually, and he said softly: "All those who become heroes have great ambitions, and they have excellent plans in their chests, and they are all people who have the mind to accommodate everything and the ambition to swallow heaven and earth. ”

An inexplicable look flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and he said jokingly: "Your Majesty, who does your majesty think is a hero in this world?"

In the past few years, the heroes have risen together, and the tigers and wolves have moved, first there is the world's first son Yan Wenxuan, there is the ancient demon king Li Qinglian, and there is the red-clothed female swordsman Zhang Suyue.

All of them are geniuses that are rare in thousands of years, and they can become big figures who manipulate the torrent of history no matter what era they are placed in.

It's just that these people will be overshadowed by one person, and they will only be foils in front of him.

That person is sitting in front of Lin Xuan now, he is the Qin Emperor who swept all directions and suppressed the world back then.

At least in the years when Emperor Qin was alive, people like Yan Wenxuan and Zhang Suyue could only be reduced to supporting roles, prostrate under his peerless demeanor.

Even if they are unwilling, even if they are not convinced, they still can't change this fact.

If Emperor Qin does not die, the situation in the world will not change.

Emperor Qin asked Lin Xuan who was the hero of the world, and Lin Xuan said many answers, but Emperor Qin was always dissatisfied.

Because anyone who claims to be a hero, in front of Emperor Qin, will become a mediocrity.

"Then who does Your Majesty think are heroes?" Lin Xuan looked at Yingtian and glanced at the monstrous waves in the distance.

In fact, he already has the answer in his heart, but he still wants to confirm it.

Ying Tian raised his head and drank a big sip of liquor, he wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, exuding a bohemian and heroic atmosphere, and said loudly: "The world can be called a hero, only Daozun and me!"

Lin Xuan's face was calm, he had already guessed this.

Emperor Qin was arrogant, and except for his master Daozun, he would not tolerate anyone pressing on his own name, let alone let others be on an equal footing with him.

It's just that......

Lin Xuan smiled lightly, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and even his body trembled imperceptibly.

He stared at Yingtian and asked slowly, "Has Your Majesty heard of the deeds of Zhuge Kong Liang and Zhou Yu?"

"Zhuge Kongliang?" Ying Tian looked thoughtful, then shook his head, his face full of disdain: "Ordinary people can't enter my ears, can't enter my eyes!"

"Although Zhou Yu calls himself the Demon Venerable, in my opinion, he is just a hidden person after all, not worth mentioning, not worth a moment. ”

He stretched out his right hand and swept across the boiling river, laughing out loud.

"If you can't be as arrogant as I used to be, you can only be considered a conspirator after all, and you can't get on the real stage. ”