Chapter 139: If I die, then everything is over; if I live, it doesn't hurt to be a god

After the crowd's trip to the Heavenly Gate, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun returned to their homes, fearing that someone would torment them.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Ruoshui Ju.

Zhuang Buran was drinking peach blossom wine leisurely. Youruo, who was sitting opposite, said happily:

"Three days of learning to bark like a dog, three days of learning to meow like a cat, three days of learning to bray like a donkey, walking a hundred miles a day, must do a somersault every three steps, and walk upside down every five steps."

"Stand outside the Zhonghua Pavilion for three days, but if you meet a strange man, you must say: 'Men and women are just for reproduction, men and men are the true love in the world, would you like to grow old with me?'"

"Then stand for another three days, and say to the old woman you meet: 'A woman three years older holds a gold brick, thirty years older sends a country, three hundred years older sends an immortal pill, three thousand years older ranks in the immortal class. I am willing to tie the knot with you and provide for you until the end'."

When she said this, she laughed and held her stomach:

"Father, during this period of time, Senior Wuming's face has been completely lost. Which of the major martial arts sects doesn't know him? They all think he was tortured into a madman by Di Shitian, and each sent many people to visit."

"As a result, they saw all kinds of absurd things about Senior Wuming, and when they left, they all had complex expressions that couldn't be described. As a result, Senior Wuming's reputation in the Jianghu is indescribable."

"And those who don't know Senior Wuming just think there is a lecher outside the Zhonghua Pavilion who is not picky, and they all take a detour around the Zhonghua Pavilion."

"Brother Wuming has already obtained immortality. A little reputation is not worth mentioning, that is, his late years are not guaranteed. After a few years, he will be the Martial Arts Myth who lives in seclusion and has the world at heart again."

Zhuang Buran took a sip of wine:

"Which thing is he doing now?"

"You said fourteen things before. Senior Wuming decided the order based on the length of time. Now he is doing the most time-consuming thing: digging earthworms." Youruo couldn't help but laugh again:

"Not allowed to use internal strength, purely relying on hands to dig out 9,999 earthworms. Senior Wuming has been digging for more than ten days, and he is a mud man all day long."

"Brother Wuming is really an honest gentleman. I am not as good as him." The white-haired, black-robed man laughed dumbly.

Youruo looked curious:

"Father, what exactly do you want Senior Wuming to do for the last thing?"

Zhuang Buran smiled without saying a word.

Ten days later.

Wuming, who looked like a mud man, carried a basket and came outside Ruoshui Ju, only to see the white-haired, black-robed man lying leisurely under the old peach tree as before.

"Brother Xiong, these are 9,999 earthworms. The fourteen things you mentioned have all been completed. Now there is only the last thing you haven't said."

"Why is Brother Wuming so anxious? Bathing and grooming doesn't take much time. I'm not that mean." Zhuang Buran smiled:

"With your current appearance, who would believe you are a Martial Arts Myth."

Wuming sighed:

"Who knows if you will come up with some tricky and strange ways to torment people again? The appearance that no one can recognize now is just right to save the little remaining face."

As soon as these words came out, Youruo and Qin Shuang, who were beside him, had expressions of holding back laughter.

"The dignified Heavenly Sword, being tormented by me like this, I think you must be angry in your heart." Zhuang Buran said slowly:

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it. As long as you are a person, you have emotions. If you don't have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, you are just a dead person."

"Don't think that just because you are called Heavenly Sword, you have transcended the nature of being human."

"It just so happens that my heart is not much bigger than a needle's eye. Even after tormenting you so many times, I still hold a grudge about the crippling of my cultivation in the past. I'll just settle the account once."

He paused for a moment, his face calm:

"In the Fuyu Kingdom outside the Central Plains, you have an old friend named Murong Yingxiong. I want you to come to the top of Wuhuang Mountain on the fifteenth day of the ninth month, ten years from now, to discuss swords with me."

"In this sword discussion, if you lose, I will slaughter half of the Shenzhou martial arts world. If you win..."

"If I die, then everything is over; if I live, it doesn't hurt to remove all future troubles for the Shenzhou martial arts world."

"This is the fifteenth thing."

Suddenly, the scene was silent.

Qin Shuang's eyes were dazed, and the heart that had been hanging finally let go. He knew this day would come. How could his master be content with being a peach guest in seclusion?

Youruo's expression was strange, but she felt the father who was once a peerless hegemon.

"Brother Xiong, are you joking?" Wuming's voice was a little heavy.

The white-haired, black-robed man said lightly:

"Brother Wuming, do you know that a breeze just blew past your ear?"

"What do you mean?" Wuming frowned.

"This time, your useless disciple is really dead."

Zhuang Buran laughed:

"The kind without a corpse left."

Suddenly, a sharp sword light flashed in Wuming's deep eyes.

"Now you understand that I wasn't joking."

The white-haired, black-robed man said lightly:

"Even with the power of the Dragon Yuan, your cultivation has not yet returned to its peak. You are not my opponent now. Why do you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

After speaking, Wuming was forced back seven or eight steps by an imposing Qi mechanism. He couldn't help but cover his chest, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"The lives of half of the Shenzhou martial arts world are on you and Murong Yingxiong. I hope you will do it yourself."

Zhuang Buran closed his eyes and said:

"Shuang'er, see the guests out."

"Yes."

Qin Shuang quickly supported Wuming and left.

Youruo looked at the backs of the two disappearing into the peach forest and whispered:

"Father, you suddenly challenged them, you must have other plans."

"In this world, besides the human world, there are some strange worlds, such as the 'Nine Skies Boundless World', which means that in this small world, heaven, earth, human, god, Buddha, sun, moon, stars, and time are all empty."

"Anyone who can enter can know their true self and see the past and future, so as to change their destiny against heaven."

"And the so-called 'Sword Realm' is opened by the sword thoughts of countless swordsmen, gathering countless sword techniques."

Zhuang Buran said boredly:

"As a warlock, a warlock with excellent aptitude and comprehension, I really don't know what the benefit of going to the Nine Skies Boundless World is."

"I just want to see the essence of the sword path gathered over countless years. Through two peerless swordsmen, it should be the most convenient method, so I don't have to worry about it, and I can stretch my muscles and bones. It's killing two birds with one stone."

"Then do you really want to slaughter half of the Shenzhou martial arts world?" Youruo's expression relaxed slightly:

"And you have no love for the sword path at all, so why are you interested in the Sword Realm?"

"Youruo, Father teaches you a lesson: the meaning of life lies in the three words 'I am happy'." The white-haired, black-robed man's gaze was gentle:

"There are not so many reasons in the world. If you want to do it, you do it. It's that simple."

"Father, is it really good for you to teach your daughter like this?" Youruo felt helpless:

"Aren't you afraid of teaching me to be a female demon who has no taboos?"

"Hehe, being able to say this sentence already shows that you don't have the aptitude to become a demon."

Zhuang Buran's gaze was deep:

"In the next ten years, learn as much as you can of Father's learning."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 140 =====