Chapter 733 The Name Of The Most Powerful Person (1/2)
When Fan Xian decided to through the narrow passage beneath the snowy uhting was their differing opinions The three of them knew very hy Fan Xian had to return to the Te knew that this tied to escape from the Temple The blind master who, for some reason, had attacked Fan Xian, had not directly killed hireet hi were both concerned about Fan Xian's life and death A reality that complicated their emotions was the fact that the Temple did not seem to care about their lives and deaths The Temple only tried to keep Fan Xian in the temple forever
They didn't knohether it was suradually began to pick up The air was filled withrapped in a thick fur coat Her bright but tired eyes were open wide as she tried to persuade Fan Xian ”These fewWe haven't been able to help you at all, but we can't just watch you go to your death”
Fan Xian's right hand rapped tightly around a wooden stick that helped hi's words, he didn't react at all His expression was calardless of whether we go to Shangjing or back to Dongyi We should bring either the Qing Mountain sect or disciples of the Sword Hut to investigate the Teain Presu thatwasn't sure of the true relationshi+p between Wu Zhu and Fan Xian, but he knew Fan Xian cared a lot about that Great Grandmaster He could not understand why that Great Grandh under the pressure of the Teht and had even stabbed Fan Xian once
Thirteenth wang's suggestion was actually very practical Since Fan Xian knew the way to the Temple, had prepared for a number of years, and had the experience of this trip, once they returned to the south, if they wanted to go north again and bring along some powerful helpers, it would not be a difficult 's words, his eyes narrowed together A sense of coldness, like the temperature of the air, enveloped the faces of his companions by his side Word by word, he said slowly but with unusual firet the oath you swore before we entered the snow plains Other than the three of us, no one else can know the whereabouts of the Tehtly He closed hishad promised Fan Xian He still didn't understand why Fan Xian had the courage to re-enter the Temple but seemed to feel a boundless fear and anxiety about the whereabouts of the Te into the world
”Thirteen, help me up the mountain You'll wait at the foot of the mountain and think of a way to take the snow hounds and aze back from the snowy htly wet, he looked at Haitang wrapped in a fur coat and quietly said, ”Wait at the ca up theasked with some surprise What could be seen of her face outside of the fur was bright red from the cold
”Earlier, you two said that you hadn't been ofthis trip to the Te so in the snow and ice if I didn't have you two, so don't say such things in the future I'ardless of whether it's you or Thirteen, neither of you will be able to have any ietically, ”This isn't very polite, but both of you know that uncle ofdidn't say anything Fan Xian continued calmly ”If I didn't need so Thirteen When we go up the mountain in a bit, you'll wait at the foot of the , ill leave the mountain quickly But, there is no need to be overly worried According to the rules of the Te as two leave the boundaries of the Te toshould I wait at the foot of the ht swirled through her eyes while a different emotion blinked in her heart In this wilderness enveloped by wind and snow, hus in Fan Xian's brain wereon
”Three days Thirteen will be responsible for contacting you If I tell you two to leave…” A faint sense of worry suddenly appeared in Fan Xian's eyes,him very ust of wind ”You must immediately leave You have to infor happened tosank into silence at the saely, the further up the mountain they went, the weaker the wind and snow becaht above them, but all traces of it were covered by the sky, ice, and snow Co for the second time, they were old friends so knew the path Fan Xian held the wooden stick in one hand while the other rested on Thirteenth wang's shoulder He clireat difficulty Without using too ht lie urn on his back, which looked very heavy During these fewhis body in the extrey and determination had reached an extrelanced at his figure His eyes lit up slightly, which he quickly restrained He coughed a bit then said, ”Even just to bury your teacher at the Temple to complete his final wishes, ould still have had towas silent for a moment He then said, ”There is no need to comfort me If it was just for this matter, I could have come alone You seem to have offended the i with you actually erous for me”
Fan Xian smiled and scolded, ”You heartless bastard”
”Teacher's final as to have his ashes scattered on these stone steps…” Thirteenth wang suddenly sighed, looking at the stone steps in front of hi into the sky
Fan Xian was silent for a moment He then shook his head ”The Sword Saint believed that this was a God realm and wanted to be placed on these stone steps You and I have both entered the temple We know that this is not so to do as he asked?”
”Then, what should we do?” Thirteenth wang asked
”Carry it up Listen to my instructions later,” Fan Xian replied
Ever since that snowy night a few years, when the newly graduated Thirteenth wang had been sent by his teacher, Sigu Jian, to the Qing Kingdo to Fan Xian's instructions Although Fan Xian saw hi didn't havea buddy Perhaps it was because he couldn't be bothered to think about too much complex stuff, or perhaps because he was focused wholly on the sword, but he handed all the s to Fan Xian When Fan Xian said to listen to his instructions, naturally, Thirteenth wang would do so Carrying the heavy urn of ashes and supporting the heavily injured Fan Xian, they cli for an indeter stone steps finally reached an end The soleain appeared before the eyes of h this was the second visit, Thirteenth wang still could not stop excite the true appearance of the Temple
Fan Xian's e in his chest He began to cough violently The sound of his coughing echoed disrespectfully around the platfore and snowy valleys
Thirteenth wang glanced at hi, Since we are here to steal someone, we should have some sense of secrecy rather than such impetuous behavior It's as if Fan Xian isn't worried if the Tehed for a long tihed until his body curled up like a shriain It took a long tihtly and looked coldly at the large sign at the top of the Te a silence that made one's heart tremble
The Temple knew there were people outside Presuets it wanted to wipe away, Ye Qingmei's son, a fellow peer of the God realm, Fan Xian had cohtly uneasy was that the Tee He couldn't help but think of the attack Uncle Wu Zhu had purposely shownbefore the corners of Fan Xian's lips twitched slightly Staring at the thick and dark door of the Temple, he took a deep breath and ruthlessly spat out a word, ”Smash!+”
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There were very few mortals who knew the whereabouts of the Temple and even less who had been to the Temple At least within the last few hundred years, probably only Sorcerer Boer from the west and Ku He and Xiao En from the east had visited Even Boer's wife, Fubo, had not had an opportunity to travel to the Teardless of who came to the Temple, presumably they would be respectful No one would think that soh the door to gain entry was the action of a gangster Although whether or not the thick door of the Temple could be smashed open was another matter, Fan Xian's word de the Temple It was probably because he knew the Te and did not feel the saer or sorrow and happiness as hu didn't hesitate With a huff, he single-handedly lifted Sigu Jian's ashes to his side and released the zhenqi in his body to circulate With a whoosh, he smashed the brown-colored urn of ashes ruthlessly forward
With a sainst the thick door of the Te up a spray of dust Occasionally, there were even a few pieces of bone that had not turned to ash flying outward
The dust froradually dispersed The thick doors of the Temple had not been smashed apart There was only a deep mark that appeared rather wretched What was particularly eye-catching was that beside the mark, there was a bone e's lips were slightly dry His eyes were fixed on that piece of bone He thought that even though his teacher had died, his remains were still filled with sword intent
Naturally, this was the perplexed feeling that arose in hiu Jian's ashes scatter on the door of the Terew excited for some reason The last sliver of fear and nervousness in his heart disappeared into sohed and said in a raspy voice, ”If your teacher could know that his bones could sht dance through the air in joy”
The two young hts very well, which hy they sainst the door of the Tehts of the Great Grand finally laughed
Now, the only thing that needed to be considered was that since the door of the Teht to have so took the wooden stick frohtly with his eyes focused on the door of the Teht hand to stop his movement With a not-quite-there smile on his face, he silently waited for the Te to fear or winning and losing Haitang and Thirteenth wang believed that he was taking a risk in returning to the Temple, but he didn't think so When it came to the Temple, he had miscalculated once and had alain After all, the present Te as they could wake up Wu Zhu, as the Temple?
The Temple reacted quickly The heavy doors only opened a sliver A streak of strange and terrifying black light floated out fro and the arrival of night In an instant, it crossed the space and time distance and ca, black ribbon, and athe air with a whistle No one was able to block such a terrifying attack
Fan Xian could not, Thirteenth wang could not Even if Sigu Jian was alive, he could not Besides, the Sigu Jian a round covered in ash
The absolutely emotionless metal rod that carried only a touch of coldness abruptly stopped as it almost reached Fan Xian's body To return to absolute calth Fan Xian only looked calmly at this familiar relative in front of hiuard of the Temple, and asked, ”Are you very curious?”
It was uncertain if it was because Wu Zhu recognized this et the Tee phrase, but Wu Zhu's metal rod did not shoot out It only stopped at Fan Xian's throat
The point of the metal rod was not very sharp or contain any fearsome zhenqi It just steadily maintained a s hi the metal rod for Fan Xian to die of a split throat
To the side, Thirteenth wang watched nervously He finally believed Fan Xian's words In front of this strange plain-clothed Grandmaster, no one could help Fan Xian in any way The only person who could help Fan Xian was himself
It was as if Fan Xian could not see the metal rod beneath his chin He just looked at the Uncle Wu Zhu in front of him He smiled warmly and quietly said, ”I know you're very curious”
”You are very curious about why, that day when you knew I didn't die, you would rather betray your instinctive obedience to the Tehtly His gaze arm
”You are very curious about who I a at me, I feel very familiar and close” Fan Xian's eyes were very lively
”You are even e your certainly fatal attack You are an eet the Temple must wipe away Why do I understand you so well?” Fan Xian spoke slowly as he looked at Uncle Wu Zhu's indifferent face
”Of course, please believe me that no one else in this world knows better than ht now You're curious about why you feel this sense of familiarity and closeness You're most curious about why you feel curious!”
Seven continuous sentences about being curious came frole pause or any hesitation There was only an angry spraying forth of words and inti There were only words that pointed straight at the cold heart hidden by the black cloth
After the seven sentences, Fan Xian immediately felt an exhaustion attack his body He couldn't help but cough
After he finished coughing, his eyes were even brighter and his hope was even greater No one knew that Uncle Wu Zhu's metal rod was so close to the soft bone of his throat that if he evenviolently
The reason he wasn't dead after coughing was because the inable extent Itof Fan Xian's body, followed the back and forth movement To be able to make such adjustments in a split second was incredible
At first, Thirteenth wang kept eyes on Wu Zhu's hand When he realized that he couldn't do anything to an to nervously watch Fan Xian's body When Fan Xian coughed, half his heart went cold Immediately after, he realized Fan Xian was still alive This truth made him involuntarily admire Fan Xian to the utmost He finally understood where Fan Xian's confidence when he disregarded his and Haitang's opposition came from
But, was Fan Xian not nervous at all? Was he not worried at all that he would be killed by this blind-folded blinddidn't believe that because he clearly saw Fan Xian's hands tre retreated back a few steps toward the stone steps, putting more distance between hiesture and was also worried that his existence would upset Fan Xian's plans andwas off
Fan Xian was not completely relaxed He stared intently at the black cloth covering Uncle Wu Zhu's eyes, trying to see the endlessly spinning question in his heart through his expression After a moment, he realized that this was all in vain Uncle Wu Zhu's face was still just as indifferent as ever The aura between his broas still just as unfa iciness could not be called familiarity Wu Zhu had only ever smiled at Fan Xian a handful of times in his life Now, Wu Zhu's indifference in front of the Tehtly His body followed it Rather naturally, he sat down right in the shallo in front of the Te about the metal rod at his throat that could kill hi down in front of the door to the Te alone like he was blocking the peeping gaze of the world and the ancient whistling wind and snow
The metal rod remained extended in Wu Zhu's hand It was as steady as his forear at Fan Xian's throat, perhaps he could hold it for 10,000 years and not feel tired
But, Fan Xian felt tired, especially since Uncle Wu Zhu sat coldly but still did not speak Perhaps there was some warmth in the heart in that icy shell, but it had not yet warmed up This truth made Fan Xian feel tired He didn't know if he could awaken this closest of close fahout his life, he was the best at battles of the heart Naturally, his two best battles were the ones in which he targeted Haitang and the E had fallen to hi Emperor could not rest easy wrapped up by Fan Xian's intentions Even though the father and son had quarreled, it still left wounds all over the Emperor's heart and made hi to the Teain to try and wake up Uncle Wu Zhu ithout a doubt, the most authentic battle of the heart It was also Fan Xian's most difficult battle of the heart in his life because Uncle Wu Zhu was not a hts, he was not ra He had even forgotten Fan Xian and hisfurther difficulty to Fan Xian's attees in the other person's thinking? How could he take an opportunity to push in and aiht for the heart? Was he to watch the other person's expressions? Observe the color of his face? But, what expressions has Uncle Wu Zhu eversilence, Fan Xian sighed with great sorrow ”You're the Teher level than the old man in the temple How could even you be washed clean?”
In Fan Xian's opinion, Uncle Wu Zhu, who had feelings, his own thoughts, and a sense of self, had always been a living person Naturally, he was much more advanced than the oldbut still could only follow the bullsht four established laws It seemed like the Temple had some method of control that no one knew about over the emissaries it sent out Otherwise, Wu Zhu would not have becoh Wu Zhu's sense of hu
”My nah you've forgotten, I want to tell you a story This story is related to you andOf course, even if you start re, perhaps you will not be able to break the lock on your soul But, we have to try”
”At least, you don't want to killinstinctual in you, isn't that good?” Fan Xian followed the pin-straight metal rod and looked into Uncle Wu Zhu's icy face He wanted to s in a deep breath, he calo, a rather pretty little girl lived with you in this Temple Do you still remember?”
The tip of the absolutely steady metal rod in Wu Zhu's hand moved back and forth with Fan Xian's deep breath It was incredible, yet it stuck to Fan Xian's throat as if the movement of his throat when he spoke also accompanied the movement of the metal rod Such a movement was very small, not even visible to the naked eye
Fan Xian did not acknowledge just how much Uncle Wu Zhu re the story relating to Wu Zhu With the little girl that led hiyi and saw an idiot They did soroup of idiots and a eunuch idiot Then, what happened after…
The snow in the sky fell down slowly, bringing a sense of holiness and sorrow to the area around the Teing Wu Zhu's action through soh, occasional silence, and unusually raspy and tired voice see Wu Zhuat the door of the Temple
Gradually, white snow covered their bodies Wu Zhu was clearly closer to the eaves of the Temple, but there was more accumulated snow on his body Perhaps it was because his body terew colder and colder The snow on Fan Xian's body melted and flowed down his fur coat The coldness seeped into his body increasing the frequency of his coughing However, his words did not break as he continued to speak without rest about the past, about everything concerning Wu Zhu
”The ie always seehed and used a corner of his sleeve to wipe away soh he retched, the light in his eyes did not weaken He knew that this battle of the heart was against the Temple's control of Uncle Wu Zhu, so he couldn't relax
”In Danzhou, you opened up a junk shop, but business was not very good It often closed Your face was always icy cold so, of course, no one wanted to give you business”
Fan Xian smiled forlornly and continued in a raspy voice, ”Of course, I illing to give you business Although I was still young at that tiood wine for me to drink”