Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 328 The sword in white, the butcher's knife!Lord let you in (two in one)

The heaven and the earth all work together, and the hero is not free when he is destined to die.

That was the luck of the butcher, and it was also his chance.

Only the momentary meeting of the world of mortals, in the vast dark night, his hidden talent, like the stars hanging high in the sky, shone brightly, attracting the eyes of that noble man.

"Without that encounter, there would not be a famous butcher in the world, and there would be no Xuantian Qijue in the future."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "It was that encounter, that nobleman came to patronize the butcher's stall almost every night..."

"Every time he comes, he will order a bowl of soup and sit until the butcher closes the stall..."

"After a long time, the butcher became curious about the old man, so he approached him to talk..."

There was a hint of emotion in Feng Wannian's words. From the moment these two people came into contact, it seemed that the beginning of a great destiny was doomed.

In the story he heard, the old man claimed that he was with the butcher, but he was old and had no one to take care of the housework, so he wanted to ask the butcher for help.

At that time, the butcher was a young man with a warm heart, and he was not doing well in Xuantian Pavilion, so someone already had other thoughts, so he readily agreed.

In this way, every day when the Xuantian Pavilion was closed, he would go to the old man's place.

At first, it was just doing some bone-cutting and meat-cutting work, which was not considered heavy. Every night, I only chopped [-] or [-] catties, plus cooking a meal.

At first, the old man felt that the butcher's skills were really rough, and he almost taught him how to cut, chop, chop, chop, chop...

The young butcher still thought that the old man treated him well, but after a long time, he found that he was burdened with more and more work...

From the first twenty or thirty catties of meat, it increased to seventy or eighty catties, and then two to three hundred catties...

Then it was five or six hundred catties...

The butcher has more and more work, until every night, he can chop more than 3000 catties of meat...

At that time, he didn't realize that his knife was getting faster, more stable, and more ruthless... His mind was completely integrated into the chopping board in front of him, and the moment he lifted the knife, it seemed that there was only one thing left. Heap minced meat.

In this way, the butcher worked for the old man for two full years.

For two years, he was still unknown in Xuantian Pavilion, but Chen Changkong had already become famous.

Two years later, the old man gave the butcher a new knife, which was dilapidated and so blunt that the blade was curled.

Speaking of this, Feng Wannian's eyes flashed brightly.

"That blunt knife has accompanied the butcher almost throughout his youth... In just one year, the butcher has reached the previous level with that blunt knife, chopping five thousand catties of meat every night."

Three years passed in a flash.

Finally one day, the butcher arrived as scheduled, but this night, the old man did not prepare any meat for him.

He said that after chopping for three years, it was time to chop some fresh ones.

"Fresh?" Li Mo subconsciously asked.

Feng Wannian nodded, and spit out two words: "Living creatures."

The butcher laughed. He had also slaughtered live sheep and pigs, so they were not fresh.

But the old man said that the living creature he spoke of...

It's people!

At this point, Feng Wannian stopped, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Li Mo.

"Do you know how the butcher got its name?"

Li Mo was thoughtful, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"You don't think that a butcher can only butcher pigs, the blood in his hands is the most among [Xuantian Qijue]..."

Feng Wannian's face was solemn: "The sword in white, the butcher's knife..."

"This is the so-called two major killers in the world. The evil star hangs in the sky, shocking the gods and suppressing the immortals."

"The Sword Immortal in White's Lifeless Killing Sword!?" Li Mo murmured softly.

For the number one sword in the world, he has already been like thunder.

In Feng Wannian's mouth, when it comes to killing, the butcher's knife is as famous as it.

"He chopped meat in the capital for three years, and two years later, his reputation as a butcher has spread across the world... But no one knows who this insane, inhuman executioner is... ..."

"It wasn't until later that a major event happened in the capital... the world didn't see his terrifying sharpness."

"What's the big deal?" Li Mo couldn't help asking.

"Eighteen years ago, the capital was blazed with fire."

Feng Wannian looked at Li Mo with deep meaning, and a frightening light flashed in his eyes.

"At that time, he who was originally unknown showed terrifying strength, and even blocked the power of the eight great monsters in the world, and his name as a butcher shocked the world... From then on, he became one of the seven masters of Xuantian."

"18 years ago..." Li Mo was thoughtful.

"People's chances are really unpredictable...Back then, Butcher and Chen Changkong entered Xuantian Pavilion at the same time. In terms of starting point, even 1 butchers are not as good as Chen Changkong..."

"It's a pity... good luck tricks people, but in the end, it was that ordinary dull boy who achieved the highest achievement and became one of the top powerhouses in the world today." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

"The nobleman he met was really amazing, he actually created a Xuantian Qijue."

"Damn, why can't I catch up with me when I ride a horse!?" Li Mo was heartbroken.

"That's also because of the uniqueness of the butcher. If you do anything else, you may not be able to reach such a height."

Feng Wannian cast a glance, and said lightly: "However, it is true that such a reclusive expert is not something that can be met just by meeting."

"Whose family's ancestral grave can emit such smoke... don't wishful thinking."

Feng Wannian patted Li Mo on the shoulder, pulling him back to reality.

"Although Chen Changkong has never reached the height of a butcher, he is still a great master. Because of this relationship, Chen Pingping can occasionally get advice from a butcher."

Feng Wannian finally got back to the point.

"Is Chen Pingping the butcher's disciple?" Li Mo couldn't help asking.

"That's not true..." Feng Wannian shook his head: "Chen Pingping's talent is good, and his strength is also very strong... But the butcher's requirements for accepting apprentices are very...very special..."

"You have to kill pigs well, and you have to be smart when chopping meat, otherwise no matter how talented you are, you won't be accepted."

Because of this, among the Xuantian Qijue, the butcher has the most disciples in name.

According to legend, if you want to worship under his sect, you must first pass the three stages of chopping meat.

First chop ten catties of lean meat and cut it into simmered meat, without any fat.

Chop up another ten catties of fat meat, and also cut it into simmered meat, without any lean meat.

Finally, add another ten catties of golden cartilage, which is also used as simmered meat, of course, without any meat on it.

Only those who pass the customs in this way are eligible to worship under the butcher's door.

Chen Pingping is a girl from a family, she has practiced all the way, and her talent is extremely high, but she is really not suitable for killing pigs and chopping meat, so she has no relationship with a butcher as a mentor.

However, after all, her father had a friendship with the butcher for more than 30 years, so he would occasionally give pointers to the eldest niece.

"Look at her background, last time you used her chest as her back... This is a murderous insult." Feng Wannian laughed.

"I forgot to tell you that Chen Pingping is the Chief Law Officer of [Monster Catch Hall], the ninth rank...a rank higher than you."

"It's true that there are people in the court who are good at being officials." Li Mo curled his lips and said.

"The case you just asked is in her hands, do you want me to help you..." Feng Wannian suggested.

"No need." Li Mo shook his head.

This matter involved Da Niao. Although Feng Wannian was one of his own, the less people knew about Da Niao's secrets, the better.

"Where is she now?"

"It should be in the Charity Hall... The butcher is back, and that's his ashram."

"Charity Hall? Butcher!?" Li Mo's mind moved slightly.

Xuantian Qijue, Shenlong sees the head but does not see the tail, since he entered the Xuantian Pavilion, he has never seen such a big man.

"Every time the butcher comes back, Chen Pingping will visit... but after all, it is Xuantian Qijue, and it is not always possible to see him..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

In fact, even if he is a butcher's disciple, it is extremely difficult to meet this master.

At this level, the gods are hidden inside, out of the world of mortals, and rarely see outsiders.

If there is no cause and effect, there is generally no such fate.

"Charity Hall..."

Li Mo nodded. Chen Pingping must see him. He wants to find out how far this case has gone and what the real situation is.

If the situation is not right, the big bird can only let the big bird run away first.

"That's a charity hall, don't mess around," Feng Wannian reminded.

Nowadays, not many people know the news about the butcher's return, but it is Xuantian Qijue's dojo after all, and no one dares to act presumptuously there.

"I'm not going to see the butcher..." Li Mo said casually.

His goal was only Chen Pingping, not to mention that the existence of the butcher was not something he could see just by saying it.

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After a while, Li Mo had arrived at the Charity Hall.

The entrance of this remote and ancient temple is built like a pork shop. There is a chopping board hanging in front of the door, and a pendant in the shape of a butcher knife. The top plaque is impressively written with the words "Charity".

"As expected of a butcher's dojo, it is really unique."

Li Mo watched from a distance, but saw a beautiful figure standing in front of the Charity Hall, as if waiting respectfully.

Just from the side profile, it can be seen that this is Chen Pingping.

"Senior Sister Chen, long time no see."

Li Mo stepped forward and said hello.

At this moment, when Chen Pingping heard the words, he just turned around and looked at him. His eyes are bright and his teeth are shining brightly. His fair skin can be easily broken. If you don't look at your figure, just this delicate face is enough to turn people upside down.

"It's you!?"

Obviously, Li Mo's face had already been deeply imprinted in Chen Pingping's mind, and Emei frowned, revealing a hint of displeasure.

But she still hasn't forgotten the shameless humiliation that day. This newcomer who just entered the museum dared to tease and belittle her in public.

How can I bear such a shame and humiliation with my chest like my back! ?
"I haven't seen you for a long time, but the senior sister still looks the same." Li Mo said softly.

"I can't stand it... hurry up, I don't have time to talk to you now."

Chen Pingping resisted the irritability in her heart. In her opinion, Li Mo was just a newcomer with a domineering sword behind her, so she had nothing to worry about.

It is really that Li Mo was too low-key after entering the museum, so that there were no waves, such as the previous [Longji Shangxue incident], [Tianshi Ancestral Hall incident], [Tianyin Palace incident], [Feilaishan incident], etc. Waiting, they are all done quietly, very low-key, and not many people know about it.

After a long time, even the enthusiasm for his new leader has dissipated, so in today's museum, he really doesn't have much sense of presence.

What's more, Chen Pingping is now waiting for the butcher to summon him, so of course he can't let himself lose his sense of proportion and miss the opportunity for nothing.

You know, it was because of Chen Changkong that she learned the news of the butcher's return.

It stands to reason that with her father's relationship, the butcher shouldn't reject her.

"Senior Sister, there is something I want to ask you for advice." Li Mo didn't mind.

After all, he was indeed the one who slapped it back then, with the conscience of heaven and earth, who would have thought that the plain was actually a peak.

"Do you know what this place is?" Chen Pingping glanced sideways and said coldly.

"This is Lord Butcher's dojo. Ordinary disciples don't even have the qualifications to stop and watch. How dare you stand here?"

What Chen Pingping said is true, Xuantian Qijue is superior, let alone ordinary disciples, they really don't even have the qualifications to stop at the dojo.

It was because of her special status that she could come to ask for an audience.

Even so, it is still uncertain whether he will be able to see the butcher.

However, Chen Pingping felt that he still had a great hope of seeing the butcher today, so he couldn't be messed up by Li Mo.

If the butcher saw it, he would think it was some random people brought by her, and if he got angry, it might hurt him too.

"This is Lord Butcher's dojo." Li Mo whispered.

"It's good that you know...this kind of place is not for you..." Chen Pingping reminded again.

"If Lord Butcher is dissatisfied, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Looking at the entire Xuantian Pavilion, among the young disciples who are eligible to enter the Charity Hall, there are absolutely no more than the number of young disciples who can see the butcher.

Obviously, Chen Pingping was among them.

As for newcomers like Li Mo, some of them may not be able to see the demeanor of Xuantian Qijue in their entire lives.

rumbling...

At this moment, a heavy voice resounded...

The door of the Charity Hall opened.

A pink and tender boy came out, wearing a white robe and silver armor, with a jade butcher's knife hanging on his waist, but there was a ghostly aura about him.

"I'm going in...you go."

When Chen Pingping saw the person coming, he couldn't help showing joy, and drove Li Mo away again.

She knew that Lord Butcher sent someone to welcome her in, and Lord Butcher was in a very good mood today.

At this moment, the little boy in white robe and silver armor walked over, but he passed Chen Pingping directly, walked past her, and came straight to Li Mo.

"The lord let you in."

In front of the Charity Hall, there was suddenly silence like stagnant water.

Li Mo froze in place, staring at the boy in white robe and silver armor with a strange expression.

Chen Pingping's eyes were wide open, and Qingmei's face was covered with an expression of disbelief. She stared at Li Mo, she couldn't believe it...

"Let him in? How is that possible?"

Chen Pingping was full of doubts, and shouted out loud, as if to question.

"That's right... the master let Li Mo go in... it must be you."

The little boy in white robe and silver armor looked at Li Mo and said with great determination again.

(End of this chapter)