I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years! - Chapter 378

[47. Shangliren with a clear brain circuit]

“Oh, old man, you can’t talk nonsense.”

The storyteller raised his hand and said:

“As far as I know, although Shangli Sword God is dull and taciturn, his character is definitely not bad, and he won’t do some rude things like other Shangli people. It’s really rude to insult you like this, old man. what.”

“What’s rude, he’s an idiot.”

The old man hummed.

“My information was sorted out by our lineage after untold hardships, and it is absolutely true. Furthermore, my master also personally contacted the Shangli Sword God and told me about him.”

The storyteller was a little dissatisfied.

“On the contrary, old man, you are simply insulting, saying that there is no basis…”

“I’ve seen him, have you?”

The old man said angrily.

The storyteller was speechless.

He wanted to justify it, but after seeing the old man’s one arm, he suddenly stopped and said nothing.

“I don’t have anything to say to you, he’s an idiot anyway.”

The old man puffed out his cigarettes, got up, and with some difficulty he carried the basket containing the firewood, rice, oil, and salt, and walked out of the village.

Bai Qiuran, Bai Li, and the storyteller kept watching his back disappear from sight before they retracted their gazes.

“I didn’t expect that the Shangli Sword God was so far away, so close at hand.”

Bai Li looked at the storyteller and suddenly said:

“Right? A storyteller.”

“I didn’t say it again, how did you guess?”

The storyteller did not approve, but instead asked.

“I can understand from your expression. For something like this, you didn’t fight it. It doesn’t fit your character at all.”

Bai Li looked at Bai Qiuran.

“I think Master should have seen it too.”

“When Jin Yao and I first met the old man, we could see that he was a martial artist practicing swordsmanship. It was easy for us, but his dominant hand should be the one that was broken.”

Bai Qiuran said:

“When I first heard him scolding the Shangli Sword God, I thought he was a Daxia swordsman whose arm was abolished by the Shangli Sword God at the Sword Discussion Conference, but now, I am afraid that he is correct.”

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 knew him?”

Bai Li spread his hands and said:

“But I guess he wouldn’t do anything if he knew it. In the early years of chaos, no one in Shangli wanted to take this opportunity to come and make a fortune and leave. My father also fought against those looting teams. I hate the warriors of Shangli and Yama.”

“Speaking of what happened to his arm.”

Bai Qiuran asked curiously:

“Anyway, he is the best swordsman in the world. This kind of person is the card of Shangli Kingdom. 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 my own country do it.”

The storyteller took out a dossier from his backpack and said while flipping through it:

“Normal people will definitely not do this kind of thing, but what would Shangli people do? After this sword god became famous, he didn’t participate in court activities, and he didn’t make friends with wealthy businessmen. He even refused to choose a son-in-law for the princess. So Shangli refused. Liren felt that this Shangli Sword God might not be a foreigner mixed in with them, so she just pushed him out together.”

“Ah? A bunch of weak chickens to crowd out the strong? What do you think?”

Bai Qiuran was a little confused.

“The average person is still angry, let alone such a swordsman, those weak chickens are not afraid of the sword god’s anger, and they will carry their swords and cut them all the way from Shangli?”

“How do I know what they think… and this Mr. Sword God is also an honest man. At first, these people pushed him away, but he also endured it. Maybe in his eyes, these are all clouds, and only the sword is the most important. important.”

The storyteller flipped through the dossier with a look of disdain.

“But maybe this Sword God has won a lot, which has created an illusion of expansion 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 Sword God Shangli had been sitting in the position of Sword God for too long, and wanted him to abdicate and become a virtuous person, the old and the new changed, so he challenged Sword God Shangli.”

“But listen to you.”

Bai Li said:

“They don’t look like they can win the Sword God in a heads-up fight.”

“It’s definitely impossible to beat, but they are Shangliren, and they won’t come from the front to their own people.”

The storyteller looked contemptuous.

“So on a dark and windy night for a month, these scumbags gathered five people of the same realm, asked the Sword God out, put medicine in the meal, and then used the means to sneak attack. In the end, four died and one was seriously injured, but they were successful. He abolished the sword god’s hand tendons, which caused him to lose to another swordsman from Shangli the next day, his arm was cut off by Shangliren, and he was driven out of his homeland.”

“Then how about this new Shangli No. 1 Swordsman?”

“Compared to my current number one swordsman in Daxia, it’s a realm behind.”

The storyteller shook his head and said:

“This time at the sword discussion meeting, it is estimated that my Daxia Kingdom will let Shangli realize the reality. Unfortunately, the sword god’s hand was cut off by them, and now I can’t go back if I want to go back.”

His face was full of schadenfreude, an expression of seeing a group of idiots eating their own way.

“It’s a pity that this Shangli Sword God, you said it would be great if he was born in Daxia.”

The storyteller seemed to be a fan of Sword God, and after a while he began to sigh again, and then he asked:

“Bai Xiongtai, little friend Huaili, 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 Shangli, he is also a respectable warrior and swordsman. Now that he is old and tired, let him stay near this village to support his retirement and retire, and later ask the villagers Uncles and uncles, take care of the old man.”

“So good.”

The storyteller agreed.

“I do have some different ideas.”

Bai Qiuran’s eyes flashed and he touched his smooth chin.

“As for how to spread the belief in the foundation-building Tianzun at the Sword Discussion Conference, this Sword God gave me some new inspiration.”

“Could it be that Bai Xiongtai wants to spread the belief of the Heavenly Venerate to the Sword God Xiangli?”

The storyteller hesitated:

“But I haven’t heard you say that the foundation building Tianzun can make people reborn from broken limbs…”

“Don’t use your thoughts to measure the abilities of immortals, okay?”

Bai Qiuran replied, and then said in his heart:

The Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerate can’t, but I can.

“The foundation-building Tianzun really has great powers.”

The storyteller had a look of admiration on his face, and he became a little more pious in his belief in the establishment of the foundation.

While he was intoxicated, Bai Li approached quietly and asked in a low voice:

“What are you going to do, Master?”

“Since he is a real swordsman, then I have a way to let him beg me to help him reshape his severed limb.”

Bai Qiuran whispered:

“And falling from a peak to a trough, and then the return of the king, this kind of drama, even if it is a sword god, will feel too cool… In this world, revenge is the sweetest candy.”