Chapter 817: Naming the saber (3)
Translator: 549690339
Everyone looked at Xu Qi ‘an’s back in a daze.
The ancestor wasn’t calling for Alliance master Cao?
The ancestor had been silent for hundreds of years. This was the first time he had shouted in front of everyone, and the person he was shouting at was Xu yinluo?
In front of the stone gate, Xu Qi ‘an held his saber and said respectfully,
“”Senior, what’s the matter?”
“Who are you? Why do you have fate energy?”
The old voice asked. He went straight to the point and didn’t beat around the bush. He had the style of a warrior.
Just like what he had discussed with Xu Qi ‘an last night, he had been Frank and never kept in suspense.
“I still like to hang out with the martial artists. I’m the supervisor of the Golden
Lotus Wei Yuan. My heart is dirty and. ‘m ashamed to be in their company …”
Xu Qian sighed in his heart and said,
“I’m just an ordinary citizen, but I do have fate on me. To be precise, it’s the fate of the country.”
There was no reply from behind the stone gate, as if waiting for him to continue.
“In the Battle of Shanhai Pass 20 years ago, a mysterious sorcerer and the leader of the heavenly Gu tribe stole half of Da Feng’s fortune. The fate of the country finally fell on me.
but I don’t know why I was chosen …
Xu Qi ‘an briefly explained the matter of fate and his own experience.
It was strange that he didn’t mention anything about luck when he was facing
Wei Yuan and Golden Lotus, even though Golden Lotus had some understanding of it.
However, he had no intention of hiding it from this old man.
There were two main reasons for this. First, the other party was a straightforward person. He was not like Golden Lotus Wei Yuan. He was too scheming. One would think too much and worry too much when interacting with them.
Secondly, the martial artist inside was the same age as Guo and had seen many things. The scene just now could not be hidden from him. He must have seen something since he summoned so urgently.
So, Xu Qi ‘an might as well be generous and tell her the secret.
no wonder Da Feng’s power has weakened so quickly in the past twenty years. It’s not only because the Emperor cultivated Dao, but also because his fate was stolen. The old man said in realization, ”
“What happened to you just now?”
Xu Qi ‘an told the old man that the Lotus seed had transformed the saber into a peerless heavenly weapon.
“What’s the name of the saber?”
“Peace means peace in the world.”
The old man laughed, his voice clear.”The third stage of the scholarly faction is called Li Ming, and when it advances, it is a natural phenomenon. This was because the great Confucians carried the luck of the human race.
“Although you don’t belong to the scholarly faction, your essence is the same. Hence, it caused the strange phenomenon just now. I’ll give you a piece of advice here. Remember today’s thought. If you fall into the devil path in the future, you’ll die from the backlash of luck.”
“I understand.” Xu Qi ‘an nodded, not forgetting to ask,
“Senior, what do you think of my current situation?”
“Opinion? En, don’t join martial Union anymore. I don’t want you anymore.” The old man said.
Bah, vulgar martial artist … Xu Qi ‘an spat in his heart, thinking,’You turned your back on me too quickly. After knowing that I’m a chess piece for the supervisor and the mysterious sorcerer, you immediately cowered.”
“Of course, if I can advance to rank-2, martial Union can protect you. “Hehe, a rank two martial artist. Even if he can’t defeat a rank one from another system, he’s not afraid.”
“You don’t have to be wary of me,” the old man behind the stone gate laughed.”l’m determined to reach the top of the martial Dao, so I won’t touch fate.” Otherwise, he would have fought to the death with your great ancestor of Dafeng five hundred years ago. As for now, I’m not rebelling, so it’s useless for me to ask for luck.”
“However, if you have great luck accompanying you, perhaps senior will be able to advance to the second stage?” Xu Qi ‘an asked.
The old man was silent.
Just as Xu Qi ‘an was scolding himself for being stupid and starting a topic that was extremely unfavorable to him, the old man said, ‘
“What gave you the illusion that a martial artist can manipulate fate?” … “I was too careless,” Xu Qi ‘an said with a bow.
That’s right, even if this old ancestor craved his luck, how could a vulgar martial artist know how to absorb luck?
In the end, it was still the Virgin who was anxious when he saw Picasso. After a moment of silence, Xu Qi ‘an said, “”Does senior still have any advice?”
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