Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 349 The Grace of the Sword King

This one is the legendary sword king!

Fame and courage both shocked Kyushu. After arriving in the fairy world, his fame and courage have already shaken the fairy world; Zhang Daozun once beheaded two fairy kings when he conquered the fairy world. It is said that one of the fairy kings was beheaded by the sword king Death, both physical and spiritual annihilation, and in the end, there is no chance to dispel the soldiers, and they have already been exterminated.

Zhang Faqiu thought about the appearance and appearance of countless sword kings, but seeing the sword king's appearance today, he also felt that the sword king should look like this.

Wearing a broken bamboo hat, sword eyebrows into the temples, a long sword hanging obliquely on his waist, and wearing coarse linen clothes, such a person fits the demeanor of an invincible swordsman.

The Sword King walked in slowly, but Zhang Faqiu felt that a flood of beasts was surging in from outside. Under the strong pressure, he naturally developed an aura from all over his body to fight against it.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the same thing with Zuo Ci. Zhang Faqiu could feel a sense of grandeur emerging from Zuo Ci, blocking the sword king's terrifying sword momentum.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, but I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be on such an occasion." The Sword King's voice came in, and his people had already arrived at their seats.

Zuo Ci said: "It's true that I haven't seen you for a long time, but I don't know if your sword is the same as before."

"Jianggang! Jianzhi!" Sword King said, "It never changes, especially when killing people."

Zuo Ci said: "But I feel that your sword has become a dog, a dog that can only bite people, but has forgotten to distinguish the time and the responsibility that should be borne on your shoulders."

The sword king was silent for a while, about three or four breaths, and then said: "100 years ago, I never forgot my own responsibility, so I can't retreat, but today, more than 100 years later, I can't be here Step back."

Zuo Ci let out an "oh" and didn't speak.

The sword king continued: "I don't care about the grievances of the past. Today is the last time I come to see you. After today, when we meet for the first time, we will be enemies. Either you will die or I will die."

"I also want to know if you have wasted your 100 years or so." Zuo Ci said without showing any weakness.

The sword king touched the sword at his waist with his hand. The scabbard was black and the shape on the hilt was extremely quaint. This is not only a murder weapon, but also an exquisite work of art.

"Only my sword knows that in the past 100 years, I have not wasted a quarter of an hour."

Zuo Ci laughed, and Zhang Faqiu could feel that Zuo Ci's smile was genuine, "That's fine, no matter where you are, as long as you don't forget the responsibilities on your shoulders."

Zhang Faqiu didn't know the origin of the Sword King, but Zuo Ci knew that in terms of age, the Sword King was from the same era as Xu Daozun, and he was born noble, he was the son of Zulong!

It is said that the mighty Qin Empire fell after the second generation, and the eldest son Fusu went to the north to oversee the army, but he did not expect the spoon Huhai to usurp the throne, and then the imperial edict bestowed the death of Fusu son.

But no one knew that Mr. Fusu didn't die at all, he escaped from the mortal womb, a trick that Zhang Jiao had learned later, which made his Taoism and cultivation to a higher level, almost already to the extreme.

From then on, there is no more Mr. Fusu in the world, but a sword king who makes any master of cultivation fear in the world!

When Zuo Ci was just learning Taoism, the Sword King was already a senior figure. In the main hall of the Taoist Palace in Shushan, there was a Sword King Palace, where the Sword King lived. He hung on the cliff every day, falling thousands of times. Mi's waterfall comprehends the avenue of heaven and earth, and understands the truth of the world.

Since then, the sword king has been dressed like this; everyone, young cultivators, think he is a strange old man, and if someone walks in and talks to him, he never responds.

So gradually, no one talked to him, until one day, a Taoist genius also came to this thousand-meter-high waterfall to understand the Dao, and to understand the great principles and great wisdom that exist between heaven and earth. , that is, a full ten years.

Ten years later, the two had their first conversation.

The weird man with the broken bamboo hat asked, "What did you see?"

The Taoist genius whose childishness faded from his face thought for a while, and said seriously: "Responsibility!" At this time, he had already realized the great way of heaven and earth, and both Taoism and supernatural powers had reached a very high level, even if it is better than some Taoists. The famous people in the world are not too bad.

Taoist geniuses talk about responsibility, that is to say, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility; they have the responsibility to protect the Divine State, and they should not stay on the surface of fighting and killing.

Power, at this time, is equal to protection.

Just like xia, the ancient style of writing this word means a person with a capital in the middle, and two lowercase people on the left and right protectors, which means a person with open arms to protect the weak, this is xia.

Power is responsibility.

Daoist genius said: "I heard that senior has been working here for many years, what about my responsibility?"

"Only my sword knows." This was the content of the first conversation that year.

A whole hundred years have passed, and when asked again, the Sword King's answer was still "Only my sword knows".

The banquet started, and the sword king sat on the spot, eating slowly, every movement was very slow, and the food was also very slow, Zhang Faqiu watched carefully, the sword king almost chewed all the food in his mouth, and then Swallow it.

Picking up the wine glass, the movement was very slow, and the other hand was hanging on the edge of the scabbard all the time, as if he was about to draw the sword out of its scabbard at any time to fight bloody people.

This is undoubtedly a very terrible opponent... and he is not a person who is willing to take orders from others, so Zhang Faqiu can't understand, how did Zhang Jiao move the Sword King?
Such a very self-disciplined person must have a heart as strong as steel and will never be persuaded by others.

The Sword King slowly picked up the wine glass, looked at Zhang Faqiu, and said slowly, "Give Tianzun a glass of wine!"

"Return the courtesy." Zhang Faqiu also held up the wine bottle and said seriously.

Both drank it down.

Sword King said: "This time I came to Yaochi, not only to meet the little Taoist priests of the past, but also to see the demeanor of today's deity."

Zhang Faqiu said: "You have already seen it."

"But I saw it." Sword King nodded, and then said: "So I think it must be very easy to kill you."

Zhang Faqiu said coldly: "Come and kill at will, and we are always waiting for you."

The Sword King was not talking, he stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, I will take my leave."

After saying this, he walked out directly, Zuo Ci didn't get up to persuade him to stay, and he didn't speak, his complexion became very ugly.

Without waiting for Zhang Faqiu to speak, Zuo Ci said, "Don't leave Yaochi until you are absolutely sure that you can kill this person."

(End of this chapter)