"As far as I know, although Shangli Sword God is dull and reticent, his heart is definitely not bad, and he will not do some obscene things like other Shangli people. It is really rude for you to insult me ??like this, old man. ah."
"What's the point of being rude, he's just a fool."
The old man snorted.
"My information was sorted out by our lineage through untold hardships, and it is absolutely true. Moreover, my master had personally contacted Shangli Sword God and told me about him."
The storyteller was a little dissatisfied.
"On the contrary, old man, you are simply insulting, with no basis for what you say"
"I've seen him, have you seen him?"
The old man said angrily.
The storyteller was speechless.
He wanted to defend himself, but when he saw the old man's one arm, he suddenly stopped and didn't say anything.
"I have nothing to say to you, he is just a fool anyway."
The old man smoked his cigarette in two puffs, got up, and with some difficulty put the basket containing firewood, rice, oil and salt on his back, and walked out of the village.
Bai Qiuran, Bai Li, and the storyteller watched his back disappear from sight before looking away.
"Unexpectedly, Shangli Sword God is far away in the sky, but close in front of us."
Bai Li looked at the storyteller and suddenly said:
"Right? A storyteller."
"I didn't say it, how did you guess it?"
The storyteller didn't agree, but asked instead.
"I can tell by looking at your expression. You actually didn't take offense at something like this. It doesn't fit your personality at all."
Bai Li looked at Bai Qiuran.
"I think Master should have noticed it too."
"When Jinyao and I first met the old man, we could see that he was a warrior practicing swords. This was easy for us, but his dominant hand should be the broken one."
Bai Qiuran said:
"When I first heard him complain about Shangli Sword God, I thought he was a Daxia swordsman whose arm was crippled by Shangli Sword God at the Sword Discussion Meeting, but looking at it now, I am afraid that he is the right one."
He looked at Bai Li.
"By the way, this old man should live in the wild near the village. Does your father know about this?"
"Who knows him?"
Bai Li spread his hands and said:
"But I guess he wouldn't do anything if he knew. In the troubled times in the early years, there was no one in Shangli who wanted to take this opportunity to come and make a fortune and leave. My father also fought with those looting teams. He can I hate warriors from the two countries, Shangli and Yama."
"Tell me what happened to his arm."
Bai Qiuran asked curiously:
"Anyway, he is the best swordsman in the world. This kind of person is the face of Shangli country. Not to mention that he is very strong, even Shangli can't let him get hurt. How did he end up like this?"
"People from our own country did it."
The storyteller took out a dossier from his back basket, flipped through it and said:
"Normal people would definitely not do this kind of thing, but what would Shangli do? After Shangli became famous, she didn't participate in court activities, didn't make friends with wealthy businessmen, and even refused to choose a son-in-law for the princess. So Shangli Liren felt that Shangli's Sword God might not be a foreigner who mixed in with them, so she simply pushed him out together."
"Ah? A group of weak chickens to crowd out the strong? What do you think?"
Bai Qiuran was a little confused.
"Every man is still angry, let alone such a swordsman, those weak chickens are not afraid of the wrath of the sword god, and they will cut all the way from Shangli with their swords?"
"I don't know what they think Besides, Mr. Sword God is also an honest man. At first, these people squeezed him out, but he tolerated it. Perhaps in his eyes, these are just floating clouds, and only the sword is the best. It's important."
The storyteller flipped through the file with a look of disdain.
"However, it may be that this sword god has won more, which has created an inflated illusion for other swordsmen in Shangli, making them think that the swordsmen in their own country are stronger than those in Daxia. So there are some swordsmen in Shangli. Thinking that Shangli Sword God has sat in the position of Sword God for too long, and wanted him to abdicate to let the virtuous, the old and the new have changed, so they challenged Shangli Sword God."
"But listen to what you say."
Bai Li said:
"They don't??It looks like he can defeat Shang Li Jianshen in a one-on-one fight. "
"I'm sure I can't beat them, but they are beautiful people, and they won't treat their own people positively."
The storyteller showed disdain.
"So on a dark and windy night for a month, this group of rubbish gathered five people of the same realm, asked the sword god out, put medicine in the meal, and then launched a sneak attack. In the end, four died and one was seriously injured, but it was also successful. Abolishing the sword god's Tesuji caused him to lose to another swordsman of Shangli the next day, and was cut off by Shangli's arm and kicked out of his motherland."
"Then how about this new Shangli number one swordsman?"
"Compared to my current number one swordsman in Daxia, I'm a step behind."
The storyteller shook his head and said:
"This time at the Sword Discussion Meeting, I think that the Great Xia Kingdom will make the Shangli people realize the reality. Unfortunately, they chopped off the sword god's hands, and now I can't go back even if I want to go back."
His face was full of schadenfreude, as if he saw a group of idiots reaping the consequences.
"But it's a pity for Shangli Sword God. You said it would be great if he was born in Daxia."
The storyteller seemed to be a Sword God fan, but after a while he started to sigh again, and then he asked:
"Brother Bai, little friend Huai Li, what are you going to do with this sword god?"
"How to deal with it, don't deal with it."
Bai Li spread his hands.
"Can we still drive him away? Although he is a beautiful woman, he is also a respectable warrior and swordsman. Now that he is old and tired, let him stay near this village to make a living and retire. In the future, he will tell the people in the village Uncles, take care of the old man."
"It's so good."
The storyteller agreed.
"I do have some different ideas."
Bai Qiuran's eyes flickered as she touched her smooth chin.
"About how to spread the belief in the foundation-building Tianzun at the Sword Discussion Meeting, this sword god has given me some new inspiration."
"Could it be that Xiongtai Bai wants to spread the belief of the Heavenly Venerable Foundation Establishment to Shangli Sword God?"
The storyteller hesitated and said:
"But I haven't heard you say that Tianzun Zhuji can also regenerate people from severed limbs"
"Don't use your thoughts to measure the abilities of the gods."
Bai Qiuran replied, and then said in his heart:
The Foundation Establishment Tianzun can't, but I can.
"Building the foundation Tianzun really has great powers."
The storyteller showed admiration on his face, and his belief in Tianzun Zhuji became a little more devout.
While he was intoxicated, Bai Li approached quietly and asked in a low voice:
"What is Master going to do?"
"Since he is a real swordsman, then I have a way to make him beg me to help him reshape his severed limb."
Bai Qiuran said in a low voice:
"And falling from the peak to the trough, and then the king's return, this kind of drama, even Shangli Sword God, will feel so exhilarating In this world, revenge is the sweetest candy." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com