The butcher at that time was a madman, domineering, invincible, lonely, and full of knowledge, not as vulgar as he is now. He was not only good at swordsmanship, but also knowledgeable. He wrote bold and unrestrained poems, and he himself became a well-known talent at that time.
His sword technique is called Tiandao, and people are also called Tiandao. Every move of his is full of poetry, expressing his heart directly and freely.
If there was a literary talent ranking in Disabled Elderly Village, then the deaf man would be ranked first, and he would be ranked second. Although he became crazy and uttered dirty words, he was the most famous writer at that time.
He had already challenged almost all the masters at that time, even Pan Gongcuo, the great master of the Loulan Golden Palace, had to obediently hide in the Golden Palace, not daring to show his face.
He is full of ambitions, and except for an annoying apprentice, his life is complete. Of course, his apprentice is also very good, called Ba Shan, known as Ba Dao.
Forty or fifty years, the wind and rain are like darkness and never see again. Flying clouds pass by, and the sky is boundless!
Don't brag, it is the wishes of the people after the hero is robbed. Looking around the sea and sky, smoke all the way!
The butcher created a vast line of sky horizontally and vertically, and the genre of combat skills was deduced by him to an unprecedented height. At that time, there were many people who learned knives in the Jianghu, and the genre of combat skills became the mainstream, surpassing the magical powers of magic and swordsmanship.
At that moment, the butcher finally couldn't bear to stab the sky. He is not the kind of person who is Yankang Guoshi. What Yankang Guoshi is looking for is reform, but what he is looking for is a happy time!
"After I created this trick, I immediately tested the knife technique. That knife cut the sky open."
The butcher danced his sword, and the sword technique he displayed was a line of sky horizontally and vertically. He didn't display any power in this move, but just performed the move again.
He stood with the knife back, with a strange expression on his face, and he seemed to be recalling the period of his madness: "Then I saw a strange scene, the sky was split open, and there were no stars beyond the sky. Find a few like-minded friends who are proficient in arithmetic."
Qin Mu's heart moved slightly, but the butcher was still very cautious? He has always had the most fiery temper, and when encountering things, he often bury his head in it and slash with a knife.
"This kind of personality is just an illusion deliberately created by Grandpa Tu. Anyone who believes that he is a reckless man is probably already dead." Qin Mu thought.
"So I took out the knife for the second time and slashed towards the sky. My math friend calculated the thickness and height of the sky, but this time something went wrong."
The butcher stopped talking, and after a while, he said sadly: "These friends of mine are dead. From the crack in the sky I cut open, an eye appeared, a huge eye, a strange eye. When this eye looked, I felt my soul throbbing, as if I was about to be pulled out of my body by this eye, but my physical body was extremely strong, and my heart was beating, suppressing the primordial spirit. But my friends couldn't suppress it. They... "
The corners of his eyes trembled, and he fell silent again.
"I didn't immediately go to heaven to find the owner of that eye. I took my friend's body to their house, settled down their family, and buried them with honor."
The butcher was dazed: "I begged their family members to forgive me. One of my friends was my sworn brother. My sister-in-law was very kind, but she slapped me in the face. Then my sister-in-law said to me, get out, get out as far as you can, don't take revenge .I knew what she meant. If I went to take revenge, I would die. But I went anyway."
He smiled and said to Qin Mu: "My friend, my elder brother, died for no reason. He died because of me. How could I not take revenge? The man is eight feet tall, full of tendons, with a heroic spirit in his chest, and a big knife in his hand. Why? Don’t take revenge, don’t express your feelings? My sister-in-law loves me and doesn’t want me to die, but my knife and my heart are upright, revenge will come! So I lift the knife to the sky alone. Hehe, many people say I’m crazy, right? "
Qin Mu nodded silently.
Too many people say that the Tiandao who shoots the sword to the sky is a madman. The sky is dark, cloudy and thunderous.
That battle was said by the people at the time that the most skilled fighter, Tiandao, went mad and challenged the sky. This battle was almost legendary as a fairy tale by later generations.
The Heavenly Knife was chopped off in the middle, and the blood was spilled on the mortal world. Since then, the fighting skill school has no strongest person, but it is still very prosperous. When Yankang Guoshi rose, because the fighting technique school was so brave and ruthless, and could kill people at every turn, Yankang Guoshi challenged the entire fighting technique school and killed many famous people. Since then, the fighting technique school has declined.
"I killed the sky, the sky is only so thick..."
The butcher pinched it with his thumb and index finger, and it was at most three inches thick.
Qin Mu can't laugh or cry, the sky is 100,000 li high, and the sky is 300 zhang thick. He calculated it together with Xu Shenghua, Wang Muran, Lin Xuan and others. Inch is just a metaphor for him.
"I went to the sky and saw many strange formations."
The butcher stared blankly at the sky: "The sky is only one line wide, and there are many formations that operate automatically, which are very complicated, showing the shape of the sun, the moon, the stars, and the stars. False, those old bull noses in the Taoist sect are still counting the stars in the sky every day, but in the end they are all fake. Those Limin people still worship the sun and the moon every day, but they all worship these things. I just want to put these Everything was chopped up, smashed, and see how you can fool people. Then…”
Then, Tiandao met the god, the god who guarded these false celestial phenomena.
The Heavenly Knife fought against the gods, was chopped off by the middle, and fell down.
His lower body was snatched by Wu Zun, and the severed hand of a god was also snatched away. It was later stolen by Qin Mu, and it is still in the hands of the butcher.
"I haven't met the owner of that eye, and I haven't been able to avenge those friends. I'm disabled, useless."
There was madness in the butcher's eyes, but his spirit was still stable: "I have no face to go back to see those friends' family members, no face to see my sister-in-law, no face to die, those friends are watching me..."
He half-cryed, half-smiled: "I can't let them raise me as a cripple, and I can't let Bashan see my crippled appearance. In this world, there are only heavenly knives that die in battle, and there is no heavenly knives that last. Rain and snow, I just climbed and climbed until I reached Daxu, where the ground was covered with cold muddy water. It was the blind man who picked me up to the village. This stinky blind man always blamed me for this... "
The butcher looked sad, and said: "Last year when I left Daxu with the blind man, I still couldn't hold back to see my sister-in-law. She is old, her eyes are blurred, her brain is not working well, and she can't recognize me. Her grandson followed her, She can no longer walk and can only sit in a recliner. Her grandson said that the most the old lady said was that she should not have let her second brother go."
The butcher's eyes were filled with tears, but his tone was still calm: "I walked with her for the last time. She was still thinking about me before she died. She never knew that I was by her side. She said that she killed me..."
Qin Mu fell silent.
The butcher cheered up and said, "Although I haven't been in the sky for long, I have seen many things. The sun, moon and stars in the sky are actually formations in a small space. I look like, like..."
He looked at the deaf man who was turned into a bull, and said, "It's like a painting. But those sun, moon, and stars are not painted, but real, running automatically, hidden in the painting, and in the painting. The world moves. I have also read the words of deaf people, very clever, but not yet able to do that."
Qin Mu was slightly taken aback: "Is there a formation in the picture, showing a magnificent scene of the sun, moon and stars?"
"Moo!" Beside Qin Mu, a big black bull shouted angrily, and several female deer demons beside him were hooking up with the big black bull.
The butcher drove away the deer demon, put the butcher's knife on the bull's head, and made a gesture, the black bull trembled.
The butcher stabbed the cow's neck with a puff, and cut off the hide carefully. The deer demons ran away in panic.
The deaf man rolled out of the cowhide and complained: "Pig butcher, you almost hurt me."
"The sky is like a painting, but it's not completely a painting. The sun, moon, and stars inside are all like refined treasures. This painting completely covers the real sky, maintaining tens of thousands of formations of the sun, moon, and stars. Years run, you can't do it, your cultivation base is shallow."
The butcher put the butcher's knife back into the scabbard, and said: "The gods in the sky should be lackeys guarding the celestial map, not real gods. They are very strong, not weaker than the gods. But the owner of the god's eye, I I didn’t see him, so he shouldn’t be in this world. When I was investigating the celestial phenomena, he noticed him, so he just took a look at me.”
The map covering the entire world, the sun, moon, stars, stars, and galaxies in the map are all arrays, which can rotate by themselves. The thickness of the map is three hundred feet, and the height is one hundred thousand miles.
Not only does Qin Mu have a headache, is this something that humans can create
"At that time, I didn't see beyond the sky."
The butcher's face was gloomy, and he said: "My knife only cut through the sky map, but not the back. At that time, my physical body was terribly strong, and I still didn't die, but I was crazy."
In fact, until now, the butcher still has fits of madness from time to time, often cursing God, and being somewhat cynical.
The people in Disabled Elderly Village are all a group of people who have been beaten to pieces. Their souls and bodies have been hit, and they are more or less cynical.
"I can also draw, and I can draw what I see in the sky."
Butcher said: "But my drawing is not as good as the deaf one's. Mu'er, give me a few days, and I will draw those formations for you to see."
Qin Mu was astonished.
The butcher is five big and three thick, Kongwu is powerful, as strong as the reincarnation of a bull demon, and his face is full of thick beards, so strong that when he shaves his beard with a butcher's knife, there will be a string of flames!
Such a rough man turned out to be a master of both poetry and painting, and was even revered as a heavenly sword!
The deaf man was not surprised, and said: "In our village, the blind man is the least educated. The butcher's poems and paintings are all first-class, but he didn't put all his thoughts on poems and paintings, otherwise he would also lose his heart." go down in history."
Qin Mu looked at the blind man, but saw the blind man staring at the deaf man with piercing eyes.
In the past two days, the butcher nestled himself in the room and kept painting. Qin Mu didn't bother him, Si Yunxiang contacted the young patriarch and said, "The patriarch went to the west and is rushing back."
Qin Mu was surprised: "The patriarch went to the west land, could it be that he met an old lover?"
At this moment, only one voice came: "Master Yankang, please see the Emperor!"
Qin Mu turned around, followed the sound, and laughed loudly: "Why is the king of heaven so polite? To put it bluntly, he just wants to see the sect master! Calling the emperor, it's too outlandish!"
Si Yunxiang admired him greatly: "I can't catch up with the leader's thick skin."