The backyard is very simple. In the yard, there is a stone table, two stone benches, and under the old pagoda tree, there are many fallen leaves.
A man, sitting facing the gate of the courtyard, with a calm expression and a distant demeanor, the whole person seems to be integrated with the environment, without sadness or joy, this is Wuming, a martial arts myth.
"Boss", the shop waiter, after introducing Dongfang Yu into the backyard, he saluted Wuming respectfully.
"Go down," Wuming said calmly, without the slightest wave in his eyes.
After letting the shop waiter back down, the nameless eyes fell on Dongfang Yu's body. After looking up and down, there was a trace of expression in the calm eyes, which was a ray of curiosity.
Wuming is looking at Dongfang Yu, and Dongfang Yu is also looking at him. This man looks like he is in his thirties or forties. After all, the current time is ten years ago in the original book. At this moment, Wu Ming looks much younger than the original book. , but the aura on his body carried some dead silence, like a withered tree that was about to rot.
This is nameless? Although the appearance looks much younger than in the original book, but in terms of temperament, it is more like an old man, an old man who has run out of oil and the lamp is dry, and the ancient well is quiet. To be honest, seeing Wuming, the first impression of Dongfang Yu is disappointing .
"Mr., why did you come here? I'm just a broken sword." Wuming looked at Dongfang Yu calmly and asked, calling himself a broken sword is indeed very appropriate. The feeling he gives at the moment is indeed like It was a rusty and broken sword that was about to collapse.
Looking at Wuming, Dongfang Yu's life experience flashed through his mind, and he had some understanding of his appearance.
Fengyun, although Dongfangyu has watched it for many years, but this TV series is classic enough. Dongfangyu still remembers many plots. Wuming is a top master in the first part of Fengyun. , Dongfang Yu is also fresh in his memory.
Wuming was born, as if he had an indissoluble bond with the sword, but a fortune teller once said that he ordered to commit the lone star of Tiansha, and would "kill" everyone around him. Therefore, Wuming was sent to study at a very young age. Fifteen years later, Wuming returned from his studies, but "defeated" eight masters of kendo. Although the deaths of these masters had nothing to do with him, they were still considered to be Wuming.
Later, in the martial arts, he defeated the eight sects and almost slaughtered the entire martial arts masters by himself, which caused the high-end combat power of Shenzhou Wulin to regress greatly, which led to Dongying Jue Wushen's invasion of Shenzhou. , Since then established the prestige of martial arts myth.
However, Wuming was full of enemies all his life, until finally his wife Xiaoyu was also killed by others, and he couldn't even find out who the murderer was. From then on, Wuming became more disheartened and quit the arena until now.
Once upon a time, the top masters in the rivers and lakes were known as Nan Wuming and Bei Jiansheng, and they were in full swing. After Wuming and Juggernaut retreated, the reputation of Nanlin Jianshou and Beiyin Kuangdao appeared again...
Wuming's life flashed through his mind, and Dongfang Yu also understood that compared to the ten years in the original book, Wuming is still immersed in grief. Therefore, his temperament is even more dead, like an old man on the verge of decay.
Dongfang Yu's thoughts turned, but in the blink of an eye, she was unceremonious, walked to the stone table, sat down in front of Wuming, sat down on an equal footing, closed her left eye, looked directly at him with her right eye, and opened her eyes: "No name! I came here today to ask for something."
"Mister, go back, your skill is not inferior to mine, I'm just a broken sword at the moment, it's no longer useful." Dongfang Yu didn't even ask him for help, Wuming shook her head directly, her heart was ashamed He is no longer willing to meddle in any Jianghu affairs.
"Canjian?", just looking at Wuming, Dongfang Yu suddenly smiled and said: "If you can bloom your own sword energy, you will be a high-ranking heavenly sword that traverses ancient and modern times. If you collapse directly, you can also break through and stand upright." , but what you are doing now is really wasting time."
"Oh? What do you mean by what you said before breaking it?" With a slight lift of his eyelids, Wuming asked back, just looking at his expression, it seemed to be just a random question, whether Dongfang Yu answered or not was irrelevant.
"Wan Jian returns to the sect, have you ever realized it?" Dongfang Yu asked, staring intently.
The words of Wan Jian Gui Zong came out, and the nameless expression finally became turbulent, and his eyes suddenly became sharper, as if the condensed sword light came out through his eyes: "How do you know Wan Jian Gui Zong?".
Yes, Wan Jian Gui Zong is the supreme secret book of Jianmen. People in the Jianghu know very little about it. Suddenly, a master who has never seen it before suddenly appears and speaks the words of Wan Jian Gui Zong. It is no wonder that Wuming has such a reaction.
Wan Jian Guizong can be said to be the existence that all sword cultivators in the world are flocking to. Even Tian Jian Wuming is also very interested in this supreme sword skill.
"I know the world's affairs, no matter the past or the future, I know seven or eight out of ten." Looking directly into Wuming's eyes, Dongfang Yu spoke.
"A fortune teller?" However, Dongfang Yu's words made Wuming's brows slightly frowned, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes.
At the beginning, Wuming was asserted by a fortune teller that he committed the crime of the lone star of Tiansha when he was young. Although his own experience seemed to be confirmed by the fortune teller, from the bottom of his heart, Wuming didn't like the fortune teller very much. Unlike Xiongba, who likes to find a fortune teller for him.
"Whether you like it or not, there are indeed people in the world who can measure the secrets of heaven." Dongfang Yu looked at Wuming quietly, turning a deaf ear to the disgust in his eyes.
Wuming looked at Dongfang Yu quietly, without saying a word, Dongfang Yu was not in a hurry, and waited calmly. For more than a year, Dongfang Yu's self-cultivation skills have been greatly improved.
After a moment of silence, it was Wuming who spoke first, and asked, "Do you know how to realize the return of ten thousand swords?".
This remark made Dongfang Yu laugh secretly, even if you are a broken sword, so what? As long as you are a sword, even if it is a wooden sword, I don't believe that you can resist the temptation of Wan Jian returning to the sect.
"That's right," Dongfang Yu nodded without any hesitation, with a determined and confident expression.
Looking at Dongfang Yu's expression, it doesn't seem to be a fake, a ripple appeared in the heart lake of the nameless ancient well, which slowly spread.
After a moment of silence, Wuming spoke again: "You have asked me for your words, why?".
"Lingyun Grotto, Huo Qilin", Dongfang Yu said, finally getting down to business.
"You are for the blood Bodhi in Lingyun Grotto?" Wuming looked at Dongfang Yu with a little surprise.
Wuming had heard of the legend of the Blood Bodhi in Lingyun Grotto, but he found it strange that with Dongfang Yu's skill, he could be called the top of the world, someone like him who could be his enemy in the world , there are only a handful of them, why is he still obsessed with blood Bodhi
"Blood Bodhi is irrelevant. I am lucky if I get it, but my life is lost. What I really want in my heart is another treasure in Lingyun Grotto." Dongfang Yu shook her head and said, talking about Blood Bodhi, she really didn't take it to heart.
"Oh? What other treasures are there in Lingyun Grotto?" Wuming looked curiously at Dongfang Jade, a treasure even more precious than Blood Bodhi? what exactly is it
"Dragon veins! The dragon veins of the land of China," Dongfang Yu replied.
"Dragon veins!?" As soon as this remark came out, even Wuming couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice: "You said? The dragon veins, a fetish related to the luck of the entire land of Shenzhou, are hidden in Lingyun Grotto?".
"That's right, otherwise, I wouldn't bother to ask you for help." Dongfang Yu nodded and said, obviously very sure about the matter of Longmai in Lingyun Grotto.
Wuming was silent, even if he hated fortune tellers, he didn't dare to take the matter of dragon veins lightly.
"No", just, Wei Wei pondered for a moment, but Wuming opened his mouth, rejecting Dongfang Yu's words.
"Why?" Dongfang Yu frowned, staring at Wuming and asked.
"Back then, I had massacred countless masters from the eight major sects, resulting in a serious shortage of masters in the land of China. Dongying warriors invaded China. This is my sin. Dragon veins are related to the luck of China. How can I make mistakes again and again, involving the whole of China with one person's matter? The earth?", nameless, with a determined look, and his words sonorously, people can't help but feel admiration.
Even Dongfang Yu, looking at Wuming's appearance, couldn't help secretly applauding in his heart, it is indeed the martial arts myth with extraordinary bearing in the original book, even ten years ago, he still has this kind of heart.
Speaking of the world, people who can care so much about the world are really rare, Wuming is one, maybe Nie Feng who grew up in the original book is one, Bu Jingyun? The latter counts as one, other than that, who else
"You, do you know why I want to take the dragon's veins?" However, it's a matter of oneself. Even if Dongfang Yu admires Wuming's mind, it is impossible to let it go so easily. Therefore, Dongfang Yu stared at Wuming with her right eye and asked.
"It's nothing more than unifying the martial arts and achieving supremacy, that's all," Wuming said without thinking about Dongfang Yu's words.
Indeed, these are the main themes of martial arts. The small schools want to become big schools, and the big schools want to dominate the martial arts world and unify the world.
"Wrong, I took the dragon's veins not to dominate the world. Speaking of which, I actually have no big ambitions. I have never thought of doing earth-shattering careers. After all, forgive me for my arrogance. Among them, I have already set off a bloodbath? How come no one has heard of my name of Oriental Jade?".
The first half of Dongfang Yu's words made Wuming sneer, thinking that he said it nicely, if he wanted to obtain the dragon's veins, what else could he do if he didn't want to dominate the martial arts world? Could it be that you said something to benefit the common people in the world
However, the second half of Dongfang Yu's sentence made Wuming stern, and asked himself, Dongfang Yu's words were indeed reasonable.
Although he didn't make a move, Wuming also knew that Dongfang Yu was not weaker than himself through the induction among the top experts. If he wanted to dominate the martial arts world, why hadn't he heard of his name until now
"So, what are you doing to seize the dragon's veins?" Wei Wei was silent for a moment, Wuming asked, and at least he initially believed Dongfang Yu's words when he said these words.
"You, don't you wonder why I keep my left eye closed?" Dongfang Yu didn't answer Wuming, but instead asked a seemingly insignificant question.
Hearing this, Wuming was slightly taken aback, and his eyes fell on Dongfang Yu's closed left eye curiously.
At the same time, Dongfang Yu's left eye, which had been closed all along, slowly opened...