Chapter 469 The price of 2 years, Chen 3: That’s not how swords are used
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Yi Zhi Liu Lian 3 Hao
Listening to Chen Changsheng read out the names one by one, a smile appeared on the corner of Batulu's mouth.
"I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who still remembers their names."
"Isn't it tiring to carry so many people on your back?"
"Of course I'm tired, but I can't bear to leave."
"Hahaha!"
"It's so hard to let go."
Batulu laughed a few times, then glanced at the direction where Su Waner was fighting and said.
"You still have some time, why don't you treat me to a cup of tea?"
"I really want to taste your mourner's bitter tea."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Is the tea I grew casually already so famous?"
"Of course, the Holy Saint, the Huangtian Emperor, the Jade Emperor, the Demon Emperor, all of them are full of praise for your tea."
"Some time ago, there was a careless guy who showed off your bitter tea."
"In the end, there was a guy in the forbidden area who almost cut down the Enlightenment Tree out of anger."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly, and then took out the tea table and tea sets.
After a while, a steaming pot of bitter tea was ready.
"brush!"
More than a dozen streams of water flew from the spout to the ancient forbidden land.
Chen Changsheng and Batulu each picked up a cup of hot tea.
The warm tea enters the mouth, and the unspeakable bitter taste slowly dissipates.
Looking down at the cup in his hand, Baturu murmured: "This tea is so bitter, why does everyone like to drink it?"
"Those who drink this bitter tea never taste the tea in the cup, but their own life."
"No matter how bitter the tea in the cup is, how can we survive this unpredictable life bitterly?"
"Having tasted the bitterness of life, the tea in the cup will naturally be as sweet as sugar."
After listening, Baturu poured himself another cup of hot tea.
This time, Batulu closed his eyes and savored it carefully, and then spoke.
“This is truly the best tea in the world.”
"It's a pity that the tea you and I drink don't taste the same."
Facing Batulu's words, Chen Changsheng smiled and took a sip of tea and said.
“Thousands of people share the same tea but have different tastes; thousands of people share the same views but have different opinions.”
"You and I have different tastes, and different natural tastes."
"After drinking my tea, can I ask you a few questions?"
"You said."
"Mei Yongsi is related to Ou Xiang. He ran away during the Battle of the Gods, but I didn't meet him on the way to heaven."
"Is he still hiding in the Holy Ruins forbidden area?"
Hearing this, Batulu said calmly: "You haven't found all the eighteen ancient bronze temples yet."
"How dare you be sure that the only place related to ominous things is the Holy Ruins Forbidden Land."
"Makes sense."
"second question."
"Someone told me that there are many people in this world, conservative people, reformers, people with evil intentions..."
"Sanqianzhou is probably the old-fashioned people, because they follow the rules and are stuck in their ways."
"I really want to know who you are and who Nalan Fuyao is."
Faced with this problem, Batulu slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said.
"It doesn't matter who Nalan Fuyao and I are, what's important is that we are both your enemies."
"why?"
"Because we all have to use this world to do something. Whoever dominates this world is our enemy."
"According to what you mean, if I hadn't appeared, your enemy would have been Nalan Fuyao?"
"Yes."
"But your attitude seems not very firm, otherwise you wouldn't have sent just these stinky rats here."
"Yes."
"Will the Ancient Forbidden Land be afraid of Nalan Fuyao?"
"You are now in a very high position. You should know that in this position, you have never been afraid of anyone."
"The only difference between who you want to deal with is who pays the price."
"If the Ancient Forbidden Land wants to deal with you, it will probably take 10 years to pay."
"But to deal with Nalan Fuyao, the Ancient Forbidden Land will have to pay a price of 20 years."
After receiving this answer, Chen Changsheng smiled.
"For the price of 10 years, you really think highly of me."
"But Nalan Fuyao is twice as old as me. Don't you look down on me too much?"
"I don't think Nalan Fuyao will personally fight for his destiny in this life."
Seeing that Chen Changsheng didn't believe it, Batulu said calmly: "You are always able to create all kinds of miracles. According to common sense, you would never be able to reach this point."
"In the first battle on the road to heaven, the Emperor of Desolate Heaven, who is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, will protect you. Even the Ancient Forbidden Land is standing behind you."
"In the second battle on the Heavenly Road, the Jade Emperor regarded you as a close friend, and the Holy Saint was always by your side. In the end, a miracle among miracles emerged, the white-haired sword god."
"In the battle to destroy the world, the Demon Emperor blocked all the troubles for you at the cost of his life, and the other group of people fought tooth and nail to protect you."
"But now, who can protect you? Who can protect you?"
"Emperor Huangtian is indeed stunning in ancient and modern times, and the white-haired sword god is enough to make all the heroes in the world bow their heads."
"But how many white-haired sword gods and how many desolate emperors can there be in this world?"
"That little peacock down there is not qualified to protect you."
"Chen Changsheng, please give up this life."
Faced with Batulu's "sincere words", Chen Changsheng spoke.
"Every time a catastrophe comes, I always think I will die, but my luck seems to be very good and I never die."
"For me, fame, fortune, and fortune are nothing. I don't care if I can dominate the world. I just want to protect something for some people."
"So many people died and so much cost was spent to drive you out. I can't let this world repeat the same mistakes."
"So no one can touch this clean world."
Looking at Chen Changsheng's clear eyes, Batulu finally gave up the persuasion.
"That's all. If you, Chen Changsheng, could be persuaded to quit, you wouldn't be where you are now."
"We'd better meet the real chapter under my command."
"I have never been able to have a good fight with you. This is my lifelong regret."
"Let me see your amazing boxing skills and the 'Dharma, Heaven, and Earth' you once had."
"No problem," Chen Changsheng nodded and agreed, "But you have to wait for me to shake someone first."
With that said, Chen Changsheng turned to look at Su Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, swing the sword in your heart."
Hearing this, Su Waner's eyes narrowed, but snowflakes gathered around her.
"Snow in the world!"
Xue Piao, who had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years, reappeared in the world, and this familiar sword intention was also sensed by a person.
"brush!"
"Snow Floating on the World" forced Su Waner's opponent back. However, when Su Waner wanted to continue attacking with the sword, two fingers caught the edge of the sword.
"That's not how swords are used."
I saw an old farmer slowly taking the broken sword Jinghong from Su Waner's hand, and then waved it casually.
"brush!"
The powerful sword intent directly cut off the three-layer Dao pattern of the ancient forbidden land, and the huge ancient forbidden land also retreated thirty miles.
"I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who still remembers their names."
"Isn't it tiring to carry so many people on your back?"
"Of course I'm tired, but I can't bear to leave."
"Hahaha!"
"It's so hard to let go."
Batulu laughed a few times, then glanced at the direction where Su Waner was fighting and said.
"You still have some time, why don't you treat me to a cup of tea?"
"I really want to taste your mourner's bitter tea."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Is the tea I grew casually already so famous?"
"Of course, the Holy Saint, the Huangtian Emperor, the Jade Emperor, the Demon Emperor, all of them are full of praise for your tea."
"Some time ago, there was a careless guy who showed off your bitter tea."
"In the end, there was a guy in the forbidden area who almost cut down the Enlightenment Tree out of anger."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly, and then took out the tea table and tea sets.
After a while, a steaming pot of bitter tea was ready.
"brush!"
More than a dozen streams of water flew from the spout to the ancient forbidden land.
Chen Changsheng and Batulu each picked up a cup of hot tea.
The warm tea enters the mouth, and the unspeakable bitter taste slowly dissipates.
Looking down at the cup in his hand, Baturu murmured: "This tea is so bitter, why does everyone like to drink it?"
"Those who drink this bitter tea never taste the tea in the cup, but their own life."
"No matter how bitter the tea in the cup is, how can we survive this unpredictable life bitterly?"
"Having tasted the bitterness of life, the tea in the cup will naturally be as sweet as sugar."
After listening, Baturu poured himself another cup of hot tea.
This time, Batulu closed his eyes and savored it carefully, and then spoke.
“This is truly the best tea in the world.”
"It's a pity that the tea you and I drink don't taste the same."
Facing Batulu's words, Chen Changsheng smiled and took a sip of tea and said.
“Thousands of people share the same tea but have different tastes; thousands of people share the same views but have different opinions.”
"You and I have different tastes, and different natural tastes."
"After drinking my tea, can I ask you a few questions?"
"You said."
"Mei Yongsi is related to Ou Xiang. He ran away during the Battle of the Gods, but I didn't meet him on the way to heaven."
"Is he still hiding in the Holy Ruins forbidden area?"
Hearing this, Batulu said calmly: "You haven't found all the eighteen ancient bronze temples yet."
"How dare you be sure that the only place related to ominous things is the Holy Ruins Forbidden Land."
"Makes sense."
"second question."
"Someone told me that there are many people in this world, conservative people, reformers, people with evil intentions..."
"Sanqianzhou is probably the old-fashioned people, because they follow the rules and are stuck in their ways."
"I really want to know who you are and who Nalan Fuyao is."
Faced with this problem, Batulu slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said.
"It doesn't matter who Nalan Fuyao and I are, what's important is that we are both your enemies."
"why?"
"Because we all have to use this world to do something. Whoever dominates this world is our enemy."
"According to what you mean, if I hadn't appeared, your enemy would have been Nalan Fuyao?"
"Yes."
"But your attitude seems not very firm, otherwise you wouldn't have sent just these stinky rats here."
"Yes."
"Will the Ancient Forbidden Land be afraid of Nalan Fuyao?"
"You are now in a very high position. You should know that in this position, you have never been afraid of anyone."
"The only difference between who you want to deal with is who pays the price."
"If the Ancient Forbidden Land wants to deal with you, it will probably take 10 years to pay."
"But to deal with Nalan Fuyao, the Ancient Forbidden Land will have to pay a price of 20 years."
After receiving this answer, Chen Changsheng smiled.
"For the price of 10 years, you really think highly of me."
"But Nalan Fuyao is twice as old as me. Don't you look down on me too much?"
"I don't think Nalan Fuyao will personally fight for his destiny in this life."
Seeing that Chen Changsheng didn't believe it, Batulu said calmly: "You are always able to create all kinds of miracles. According to common sense, you would never be able to reach this point."
"In the first battle on the road to heaven, the Emperor of Desolate Heaven, who is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, will protect you. Even the Ancient Forbidden Land is standing behind you."
"In the second battle on the Heavenly Road, the Jade Emperor regarded you as a close friend, and the Holy Saint was always by your side. In the end, a miracle among miracles emerged, the white-haired sword god."
"In the battle to destroy the world, the Demon Emperor blocked all the troubles for you at the cost of his life, and the other group of people fought tooth and nail to protect you."
"But now, who can protect you? Who can protect you?"
"Emperor Huangtian is indeed stunning in ancient and modern times, and the white-haired sword god is enough to make all the heroes in the world bow their heads."
"But how many white-haired sword gods and how many desolate emperors can there be in this world?"
"That little peacock down there is not qualified to protect you."
"Chen Changsheng, please give up this life."
Faced with Batulu's "sincere words", Chen Changsheng spoke.
"Every time a catastrophe comes, I always think I will die, but my luck seems to be very good and I never die."
"For me, fame, fortune, and fortune are nothing. I don't care if I can dominate the world. I just want to protect something for some people."
"So many people died and so much cost was spent to drive you out. I can't let this world repeat the same mistakes."
"So no one can touch this clean world."
Looking at Chen Changsheng's clear eyes, Batulu finally gave up the persuasion.
"That's all. If you, Chen Changsheng, could be persuaded to quit, you wouldn't be where you are now."
"We'd better meet the real chapter under my command."
"I have never been able to have a good fight with you. This is my lifelong regret."
"Let me see your amazing boxing skills and the 'Dharma, Heaven, and Earth' you once had."
"No problem," Chen Changsheng nodded and agreed, "But you have to wait for me to shake someone first."
With that said, Chen Changsheng turned to look at Su Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, swing the sword in your heart."
Hearing this, Su Waner's eyes narrowed, but snowflakes gathered around her.
"Snow in the world!"
Xue Piao, who had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years, reappeared in the world, and this familiar sword intention was also sensed by a person.
"brush!"
"Snow Floating on the World" forced Su Waner's opponent back. However, when Su Waner wanted to continue attacking with the sword, two fingers caught the edge of the sword.
"That's not how swords are used."
I saw an old farmer slowly taking the broken sword Jinghong from Su Waner's hand, and then waved it casually.
"brush!"
The powerful sword intent directly cut off the three-layer Dao pattern of the ancient forbidden land, and the huge ancient forbidden land also retreated thirty miles.
