The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1120: Kendo
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Ignoring the surprise of the three of them, Zhuo Fan pointed at the thin man again, and faintly said, “Who are you, and one of the seven imperial families?”
“Uh…the younger Xie Nianyang, my father Xie Tianshang, the head of the ten worship of the Xizhou Sword God Sect, my grandfather is one of the seven veterans of the Luomeng Chuangmeng, Xie Xiaofeng!” Zhuo Fan’s body reveals a deep mystery. The thin man didn’t dare to neglect, and hurriedly bowed in response.
Nodded clearly, Zhuo Fan couldn’t help but exhale: “So that’s it, Jianhou Mansion is a line. Nianyang…Nianyang, by the way, where is your uncle Xie Tianyang, is there his whereabouts?”
“Well, to the elders, I heard from my father that my uncle Xie Tianyang went back to the mountains and forests a hundred years ago, and he is nowhere to be found. Now there is no news from him. My grandfather misses my uncle very much, so he remembers it to me. Name of Yang!”
“Really, this kid hasn’t been back home in a hundred years, he is really free and easy, ha ha ha…” Unconsciously chuckle, Zhuo Fan slowly shook his head, but he laughed. There is a touch of sadness and envy.
How long has he never thought of returning to hermitage with beauty, but it is a pity that God’s will makes people, he has no fate!
The three juniors looked at Zhuo Fan like this, but they were even more confused. They looked at each other, or Luo Sifan bowed and cautiously said: “Senior, do you know all the elders in my family?”
“Well, it’s a bit of a relationship, otherwise it’s impossible to see you hairy kids casually!” Unconsciously smiled, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly: “Say, what can you do with me?”
“Uh, Uncle Blind, it’s actually like this…”
“Well, blind uncle?”
“Yes, the younger generation doesn’t know how to call you. The villagers also call you a blind swordsman. Seeing you have such a deep relationship with your father, your niece dares to call you uncle, don’t mind.”
Missing a little, Luo Sifan’s eyes turned left and right, and he immediately set it up almost: “If you don’t like it, I don’t know how to call my niece?”
His lips trembled slightly. Que’er was listening, looking at Zhuo Fan, and chuckled: “Father, this sister is a familiarity, except for the name, it’s probably pretty good!”
Yes, in terms of seniority, Luo Yunhai saw that Zhuo Fan was considered to be his elder brother, and his daughter called Zhuo Fan his uncle. Although the seniority was good, he was obviously younger. It should be uncle, uncle, your uncle or something.
However, Zhuo Fan didn’t care about these details, he let out a laugh, waved his hand and said: “Little girl, when I first saw you, I thought you were a pretty lady, but this shameless appearance of climbing up is quite an old man. The demeanor back then, hahaha… It seems that your father really passed it on.”
“It’s not my father, it’s my aunt!” His cheeks flushed, and Luo Sifan’s eyes flashed with a shyness: “My aunt said that if you want to be a master, you have to be so skinless and faceless. That’s how my family started. !”
“Hahaha…Yes, it really started like this back then, and the shameless one is…hahaha!”
Can’t help but laugh, Zhuo Fan seems to think of the old things again, and he can’t help but feel happy. He has a rare joy for so many years: “Okay, little girl, just talk about it, uncle, I can help. Yes, I will definitely help!”
He couldn’t help being overjoyed. Luo Sifan glanced at the two of them happily and hurriedly bowed and bowed: “Thank you, uncle for perfection. I really don’t tell you, blind uncle, my dad’s birthday will be in two months. My niece wants to do it. My father, his old man, prepared a special birthday gift, but he wanted to go. My father sat in the world and lacked everything. He was really distressed. Later, passing by here, he learned that the seniors’ military training is extraordinary, especially the spirit sword, which is rare in the world. , So I’m here to ask for a gift, and I hope my uncle will do it!”
“That’s it, you are very filial. It is rare to work so hard for your father’s birthday gift!” Nodding clearly, Zhuo Fan first praised him, Luo Sifan and the others were all smiles, but Soon, Zhuo Fan frowned again and shouted: “It’s just that your dad’s little rabbit started to pass his life so soon? I haven’t had it yet!”
Dang!
As if a bronze bell was ringing in his head, the three young juniors were stunned at first hearing this.
What did this girl just say, little bastard? He actually called the leader of the Luo League a little bunny? Who on earth does he dare to slander the master Xizhou in this way? With the strength of Luo League now, even Ssangyong Supreme would not dare to talk to the leader like this, but he…
But how do they know that in the world, there is only Zhuo Fan who dares to call Luo Yunhai like that. Even if Luo Yunhai stood in front of him, and Zhuo Fan called him that, he would never have the slightest intention of disobeying him.
Especially the old people in Luomeng know more clearly that Zhuo Fan is more than enough in terms of qualifications and qualifications, there is nothing to say!
But these three juniors don’t understand it. The leader of the dignified Luo League, so high above, was so underestimated, it was the first time they saw them.
Looking at the sudden silly look of the three guys, Que’er couldn’t help covering her mouth and letting out a laugh, then looked at Zhuo Fan, and teased: “Why, daddy, are you jealous? How about this year… My third brother and I Also give you a big birthday?”
“Forget it, I’m not old yet, what life will I have, noisy!”
Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Zhuo Fan couldn’t help but shook his head with a smile: “I just didn’t expect that Yunhai, a little bunny boy, actually began to pass his life. I want to see him for the first time that year, he still wears crotch pants, no Thinking of…hehehe…”
The cheeks couldn’t help but the three juniors shook their hearts together again.
This girl has actually seen the leader of the league when he was a child, is it a decisive predecessor in the league? No, but all the heavyweights in the league are those with high strength and power all over Xizhou, with hands and eyes open to the sky. But this old guy has no strength if he wants to be strong, but the Profound Sky is only fivefold, he wants to have no power, he is a lonely family, with only one woman with him, and at most one son. He doesn’t look like a nobleman in the alliance!
Hey, by the way, his Sky Profound Realm, after another hundred years, how could he be so young? He looks like a young man in his twenties. If it weren’t for the villagers to say that he had stayed here for decades, it would be hard for them to imagine that this was a predecessor.
There were too many questions in their hearts, and the three of them looked at Zhuo Fan in a daze.
After Zhuo Fan laughed, there was still a touch of warmth on the corner of his mouth, he waved his hand suddenly, and shouted: “Little girl, you want a sword, no problem, uncle here is a lot of swords, pick whatever!” /
“Yes, thank you blind uncle!”
First, he was taken aback for a while, then Luo Sifan nodded in surprise, and hurriedly pulled Xie Nianyang to the side: “Isn’t your family the most researched swordsman, you can help me see which one to take for dad? Good birthday gift?”
“Don’t worry, leave it to me, sister Sifan!”
“Cut!”
Xie Nianyang nodded suddenly, with a look of intent, and pulled Luo Sifan into the dazzling sword forest. Long Jianshan curled his lips slightly, hummed sourly, and walked in.
But, I don’t know this, I was shocked at first glance.
Xie Nianyang carefully looked at every spirit sword here, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and his eyes flashed with incredible light.
“If you are optimistic, please hurry up and leave, trouble, hum!” Long Jianshan urged impatiently, Luo Sifan also stared at him closely, with hopeful wings in his eyes: ” How is it, Xie Nianyang, which one do you think is better?”
“Exquisite, so exquisite, no one is perfect, there is no good sword in the world. What’s very strange is that I sometimes feel that this kind of spirit sword is even more dazzling and precious than the 9th rank spirit sword. I I don’t know if I should pick you one or nine…”
“Of course I have chosen the 9th rank, what would it be like to give the 1st rank spirit sword to the Patriarch?”
Can’t help but sneer, Long Jianshan immediately sarcastically said: “Your family is still a swordsman. Everyone knows that the 9th rank is better than the 1st rank. Are you still entangled here? Let me say, take the highest rank directly. Just leave. It’s the highest here, Nine-Rank, take a hand and go!”
“But…I think Yipin is better…”
“Fart, how can one product be better than nine products, your head is watt?”
Xie Nianyang hesitated, not knowing how to choose, but Long Jianshan yelled and laughed: “Sister Sifan, you see, this girl brags about how much she knows about swords every day, so she doesn’t know anything. , I don’t even know which one is better than the 9th rank, you still let him pick the sword for you? Hahaha…I’m really laughing at me, or brother, let me help you!”
“I don’t need to pick the sword here, any one is unparalleled in the world. Then Xie Nianyang doesn’t know how to choose, but it just proves that he knows the sword!”
However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, stood up slowly, came to the sword forest, touched the sword body one by one, and said quietly: “The sword is like a human, every sword They are all unique existences and have their own spirituality. No matter whether it is the first rank or the ninth rank, this is the case. People are picking swords, and swords are picking people. Each sword has its own kendo, if it is related to the person who makes the sword. If the kendo does not match, then it will be like a stranger, unable to resonate. On the contrary, the opposite is true!”
“Just now Xie Nianyang hesitated about the first- and nine-level spirit swords, ha ha ha… you deserve to be a descendant of the Jianhou Mansion, and you really know swords. The 9th-rank spirit sword was made by me three years ago. The spirit sword was made by me three months ago. Whenever I have a new understanding of kendo, I will start with the first-rank sword and continue to practice the twelfth-rank sword. Every time I get a little bit of understanding, I will repeat this way and feel the essence of the sword. This Although the ninth-rank sword is of high rank, its kendo is shallow. Although this sword is of low-rank, its kendo is deep and it is more suitable for cultivation and comprehension!”
“Hmph, a joke, isn’t the spirit sword just a weapon? It’s the first time I heard that you can practice and comprehend with a weapon!” Hearing this, Long Jianshan couldn’t help but smile coldly, contemptuously Speak out.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and Zhuo Fan curled his mouth in disdain: “I used to think like you, but people who don’t understand naturally don’t know the true meaning of it. If you don’t treat the sword as a friend, how can he tell you the center of the sword? You know, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and has its own arrogance. If you are not sincere, it is naturally difficult to grasp the essence of it. This is why so many people understand kendo, some are shallow, and some are comprehended. Deep, in addition to aptitude and understanding, sincerity is also very important!”