Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ever since Chu Yang was reborn, he had never considered this matter. (Xie Kun.
Xie Kun nodded.)
Or rather, there was no such thing in his memory!
Until just now, when Mo Qingwu said, "For you … I will dance to the heavens!"
Chu Yang was suddenly enlightened when he heard this sentence. When he thought of this poem, he thought of this person.
Xue Leihan!
So he had always neglected this person! Why?
When he thought of Xue Leihan, Chu Yang immediately thought of many things.
Only then did he realize that there were too many differences between this life and his previous life.
In his previous life, he was the Poisonous Sword Revered Martial Artist. Although his name was famous, he was only a Revered Martial Artist. However, he was able to roam freely in the Lower Three Heavens, and even some places in the Lower Three Heavens.
There were no King level experts in the Lower Three Heavens at all.
When Mo Tianji ambushed him, he only sent three King level experts!
But in this life …
Mo Clan had more than three King level experts? They even had Emperor level experts!
In the Upper Three Heavens, King level experts were not even worth mentioning, Emperor level experts were not worth mentioning, Monarch level experts were just so-so, Saint level experts were common, Supreme level experts … Looking at it now, there were probably thousands or even tens of thousands of them in the entire Upper Three Heavens!
In his previous life, there were two legends: Supreme Martial Artist Chen Feng and Supreme Martial Artist Liu Yun.
The legends of the current generation Supreme Martial Artists were only Ning Tianya and Bu Liuqing …
And now?
Perhaps he was ignorant in his previous life, and when he came to the Upper Three Heavens, he was like a rat crossing the street, dying before he could even get the fifth fragment of the sword …
But legends were legends after all! Was he that ignorant and inexperienced?
And, most importantly, Xue Leihan!
Such a peerless talent, such a famous figure, actually did not exist in this life! Absolutely not! Completely not!
Why was that?
Thinking of Xue Leihan, Chu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity.
That fortune-telling old man …
Xiao Yun Mo Qingwu, on the road of three lives can mend the heavens, Yin and Yang needs to cherish the beauty, evil aura, do not speak nonsense …
So familiar …
Xue Leihan!
It's you!
Chu Yang was stunned.
He was now a hundred percent sure that the old fortune-teller whom he and Zi Xieqing had met in Tianji City was the one who had befriended him in his previous life … the number one genius in the world, Xue Leihan!
But at that time, he didn't recognize him!
Who was he?
What exactly was going on?
Chu Yang's mind suddenly turned into a mass of paste. The more he thought, the more confused he became. The more he thought, the more he didn't have a clue. He could only faintly feel that if he could solve all of this, then he would discover an earth-shattering secret!
At this moment, Mo Qingwu said, "That person … is so strange."
Chu Yang was startled. He looked up.
A few hundred feet in front of him, there was a white-clothed man walking on the snow.
This road was the only way to the Medicine Banquet. At this moment, there were many people on the street. Although it was early in the morning, it was very lively. However, this man in white walked among the bustling crowd with a warm smile on his face. He looked very amiable, but it felt as if he had been lonely for tens of thousands of years. He did not fit in with everything around him.
This person stepped on the white snow, crunching as he walked. Every step he took left a deep footprint. It should be very strenuous to walk like this, but looking at his posture, he was like a spring breeze, so leisurely and relaxed.
"It is very strange." Alarm bells rang in Chu Yang's heart.
If he guessed correctly, this person should be an extremely dangerous person.
While he was thinking, this man in white had already walked to a place not far in front of them. He suddenly turned his head and seemed to have noticed the two of them. He smiled and said, "What a little girl in red, you are really as cute as a fairy."
Mo Qingwu blushed and hid behind Chu Yang. She only secretly revealed half of her face to look.
Chu Yang smiled and cupped his hands. "You flatter me, may I know who you are?"
The man in white smiled and said, "Medicine Master, not up to standard." He seemed to be smiling bitterly, but was full of confidence. He said, "I didn't even pass the first round and was eliminated, so I went to watch the fun."
Chu Yang smiled. "I see."
He said, "Why don't we go together?"
When he said this, the man in white also happened to say, "Why don't we go together?"
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Chu Yang's smile was tolerant and friendly, while the man in white's smile was gentle and warm.
But when Mo Qingwu saw the two of them smiling, she suddenly shuddered.
The two of them walked side by side. The man in white smiled and said, "Brother Chu, you are going to win the championship this time. I am here today specially to cheer you on."
Chu Yang revealed a surprised expression and laughed. "So you know me."
The man in white shook his head and laughed. "Brother Chu, you are the best. How many of the medicine masters in this Tianji City don't know you?"
Chu Yang laughed heartily in a very comfortable manner. He said, "It depends on luck … Not necessarily, there are so many experts, I am not confident at all."
He said that he was not confident at all, but his voice and expression were obviously "fake modesty", obviously full of confidence.
The man in white lowered his head and didn't seem to look at him. He said, "Brother Chu, you don't have to be so humble. With your attainment, it is not difficult for you to become number one in the world."
At this moment, someone suddenly called from the roadside, "Hey, Brother Lu!"
The man in white stopped and said apologetically, "Brother Chu, I met a friend."
Chu Yang hurriedly said, "Brother, please go ahead."
The man in white smiled apologetically and hurriedly turned to the side of the person who called from the roadside. The two of them were very intimate, as if they had met after a long time …
Chu Yang and Mo Qingwu continued to walk on the thick snow. The two of them were still talking as usual. They turned a corner and entered another road.
They were only a few hundred feet away from the Medicine Banquet.
…
At the roadside just now.
The man in white was still smiling, but his face had already become cold.
A black shadow appeared silently and asked with a smile, "Brother Wu, is it?"
The man in white shook his head and said, "I don't think so. But this little one hid very well. You guys, he is a first stage Martial Monarch, but there is a hidden sword will on him. Looking at the situation, his real cultivation is definitely at the level of a Sword Saint! And not lower than the fifth stage! "
The man in black heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then I am relieved. A Sword Saint is not scary. But since he is a Sword Saint, he must have come from the path of a Sword Emperor. And the Calamity Sword Master can never become a Sword Emperor. "
The man in white said, "Yes. So this Chu Yang is definitely not the Calamity Sword Master! But this young man is definitely not even 20 years old, and he already has such a shocking cultivation. And he also has the inheritance of the Medical Sage … He can be said to be the one and only genius in this world! If this person develops, his future achievements may not be lower than the Calamity Sword Master! "
When the two of them spoke, when they said the words' Calamity Sword Master ', they gritted their teeth and were full of hatred.
The man in black was silent for a while and said, "Then, Brother Wu, have you done it?"
The man in white snorted and said, "Of course I won't let him off so easily. Along the way, I have already poisoned him with seven kinds of strong poison! These seven kinds of strong poison are incurable. Usually, they keep each other in check and he is fine. But once the time limit is reached, they will act up immediately. Like a sudden wind, there is no recovery! During the finals, I will let him act up. "
The man in black heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Wu, it has been hard on you."
The man in white smiled lightly. "It has not been hard on me. But … to poison such a small character, it is a little degrading …"
The two of them chuckled and suddenly disappeared.
…
On the other side, Chu Yang turned the corner.
The Sword Spirit's voice, almost dripping with cold sweat, came out. "My god, I really saw a ghost."
"Saw a ghost? Haha … "Chu Yang was not surprised. He said lightly," That person just now should be Wu Juecheng, right? "
The Sword Spirit was startled. "How did you know?"
"I just know." Chu Yang smiled. "Intuition."
Then he said, "He didn't recognize me."
Then he said, "If he did, then I would have become a pile of rotten meat by now!"
The Sword Spirit sighed and said, "You are right. Wu Juecheng's hatred for the Tribulation Sword Master far surpasses that of this Dharma Supreme! "
Chu Yang said understandingly, "Because Wu Juecheng's identity is special. Haha, as the successor of Supreme Martial Artist Chen Feng, he is held in high regard wherever he goes. When has he ever suffered any setbacks or been cheated? How can he not hate someone who has been played around with his whole life? "
Then he asked, "What poison did he give me?"
The Sword Spirit was stunned. "You can feel that he has poisoned you?"
Chu Yang smiled lightly. "I can't feel it! Even until now, I haven't felt it at all. But Wu Juecheng didn't come specially to say these words to me. "
"Seven types of poisons balance each other and cause paralysis." The Sword Spirit smiled. "But he doesn't want your life. Looks like he just wants you to compete … "
Chu Yang clicked his tongue and said, "Amazing! Can it be cured? "
The Sword Spirit said, "Of course there is no problem. But … this kind of poison can only be absorbed by the Tribulation Sword. If Wu Juecheng finds out that you are not poisoned, he will immediately know that you are the Tribulation Sword Master. Wu Juecheng will then come and kill you! Even in the finals, you won't be able to stop him. "
Chu Yang pondered and said, "Is there any other way?"
"Yes." The Sword Spirit chuckled. "You can put a bottle of Spiritual Spring Water in your arms and drink half a bottle. This kind of poison can be delayed for a while before acting up. I will draw the poison away and you will complete the competition. Even if Wu Juecheng comes and sees the Spiritual Spring Water, he will also know the reason … "
Chu Yang's eyes lit up. "He paralyzed me. Feng, it shouldn't be as simple as just stopping me in the finals. But … there should be other motives. Otherwise, with Wu Juecheng's status, why would he poison me? Wouldn't it be easier to just kill him? "
"So their target is still Big Sister Zi and the rest." Chu Yang snorted coldly. "They want to use poison to blackmail us?"
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