After an unknown amount of time, An Lao, who was cleaning the martial arts gym, suddenly felt something strange.
Then slowly came to the door of the martial arts hall.
A trace of solemnity appeared on the old face, and he saw a person standing not far from the martial arts hall.
A blind man holding a bamboo pole in one hand.
It's such an abrupt existence, but there doesn't seem to be any sense of disobedience.
It was clear that this person could not see anything, but it felt like he was staring at the Fenghuo Martial Arts School, or in other words, staring at someone in the Fenghuo Martial Arts School.
An Lao didn't move, and neither did the blind man in the distance.
The two of them just stood there. An Lao was no longer the old man sweeping the floor, and the blind man was no longer as decadent as before.
It seemed like there were only two people left in the whole world.
"Mr. An, what's wrong?"
Suddenly, Fang Fan felt something strange about An Lao and walked forward and asked.
At the same time, he looked in the direction where An Lao was looking.
A blind man?
Fang Fan also noticed such an unexpected presence.
As if sensing Fang Fan's arrival, the blind man's body froze slightly, and he became a little distracted for a moment. He could clearly see nothing, but he seemed to be able to see everything.
But this slight change soon disappeared, and the blind man returned to normal. He raised the bamboo pole in his hand, groped on the ground bit by bit, and then left in the opposite direction of Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall.
Seeing the blind man leave, Mr. An seemed to be relieved, and then he looked at his master Fang Fan.
"Master, do you know the blind man?"
"I don't know you, what's wrong?"
Fang Fan was a little curious as to why Mr. An suddenly asked him this question. There was no memory of this blind man in his memory.
"Master, that blind man is not simple. Although he didn't fight in the last battle, at least his strength is not inferior to mine."
"It is very likely that he has broken through the Grand Master and reached the General."
"Besides, I have a hunch that the blind man's fear may not be greater than his combat prowess."
"When I faced him, I felt like the whole world was revolving around him, and I felt like I was being watched."
"only..."
"That kind of existence, when I saw you appearing just now, I was a little distracted."
"Strange, strange..."
"I don't know why, so I asked that question just now."
"Perhaps the blind man was shocked by the master's strength."
"But it seems that he has no ill intentions towards my Fenghuo Martial Arts School, otherwise he would have taken action just now."
Mr. An took a deep look at the direction the blind man was leaving. A being of this level was not hostile to the martial arts school, and he would not actively provoke a fight.
However, he is not afraid even if he takes action.
My sword has not yet appeared...
blind?
When Fang Fan heard An Lao's words, he fell into deep thought. He was sure that he had never seen that existence, but why would that existence notice his Fenghuo Martial Arts School.
And he and An Lao looked at each other for such a long time.
Who is he?
What's the purpose?
"Mr. Fang, are the blind man and the person who peeked at my Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall the same person?"
Fang Fan suddenly remembered and asked.
"no..."
"The two are not on the same level at all."
Fang Fan looked into the distance, stretched, and said with some melancholy.
"It's getting more and more chaotic."
"The former peeper is now a blind man."
"The mutated mouse issue has not been resolved yet. It is really a wave of ups and downs."
"The blind man doesn't care about it for now. Since he has no ill intentions towards my Fenghuo Martial Arts School, he will focus on the mutated rat."
"The most urgent thing at the moment is to resolve this matter."
After Fang Fan finished speaking, he stepped out of the door of the martial arts hall and walked towards the distance alone.
Fenghuo Martial Arts Hall is guarded by An Lao, so it can be said to be safe and sound.
At the same time, Fang Fan's mind moved, and an order passed directly through the space. Through this long distance, he came directly to the capital of chaos.
As for Nirvana's territory, Lu Su, who was discussing matters with Mr. Jing, was suddenly stunned.
"What's wrong, Grandmaster Lu?"
Jing Yushan noticed Lu Su's strange behavior and asked.
"The master's order has just been received."
"oh?"
"What did the young master say?"
Jing Lao asked hurriedly.
"Master said that when Mr. Jing recovers, it will be the time for Nirvana to unify the capital of chaos."
In an instant, the room became quiet.
"It seems that the young master is finally taking action."
"It won't be long before the entire city of chaos will be completely controlled by the young master."
Jing Lao stood up and murmured that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
Then he looked at the location of Fenghuo Martial Arts School and whispered in his heart.
"Sir, there may be hope for your revenge."
On the other side, after giving the order, Fang Fan disappeared into the crowd.
...
"clatter..."
"clatter..."
The rhythmic sound of bamboo poles resounded in the noisy crowd. This sound was not masked by the surrounding sounds, but seemed a little isolated and independent.
Not only the sound, but also the owner of the bamboo pole passing leisurely among the crowd.
It seems that people forget that he is blind.
"The universe is chaotic and there is no way out. Why does a person who should die appear in this world again?"
"Can't see through..."
"It's weird. It's weird."
The blind man walked among the crowd and murmured, with a hint of caution in his expression.
He couldn't understand whether there were people who had returned from the dead in this world.
In all these years, I have never seen anything so weird and incomprehensible.
The secret above the young man's head was covered by chaos. The past events could not be seen, and the future events could not be guessed.
But looking at his appearance, it is also extremely incredible.
Although he is obviously dead, why can he still walk in the world and still have a lot of strength?
And judging from his destiny, he wouldn't have such strong strength at all?
"Did my old man see it wrong?"
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
"I'm definitely not wrong, that young man looks like a dead person."
"Not only the young man, but also the old man sweeping the floor is not simple. Although he can clearly see the secret above his head, he cannot see everything before him."
"It's like suddenly appearing in this world."
The blind man muttering to himself made the crowd around him look sideways, and then his steps unconsciously accelerated, wanting to leave this person.
"But it's not surprising that something strange happens in Jianghai City, which is already showing signs of destruction."
"but..."
"Why on earth is it that this great city of my own clan has gradually fallen into ruin?"
"It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough, otherwise I would be able to peek into the city's secrets and see a corner of the future."
Although the blind man's words were ordinary, the meaning behind them was shocking. He could actually peek into the secrets of heaven. This was no longer an ordinary warrior, but another way of practice.
It’s similar to those fortune tellers and Taoists who were good at Bagua deduction before the Year of Disaster.
"However, as the saying goes, from death to life, at the trail of destruction, some children of hope often appear."
"The old man can see that in the corner of Jianghai City that is shrouded in darkness, there are slivers of light."
"Presumably, this person is Jianghai City's hope when it faces great destruction."
"As long as we find him..."
"It's a pity that the secret must not be leaked, otherwise it won't be my eyes that should be missing next time."
The blind man slowly disappeared in the crowd. As a human race, he should fight for the human race, but he was not an ordinary warrior. Due to his own uniqueness, he could only be left alone for the rest of his life.
Perhaps only you know the tragedy of this.
But for the sake of the human race, what if I have to walk all my life...
