He approached Wuming step by step, and if you look at it really, he was actually walking on the sea of mist, just like a fairy walking in the clouds. His steps were so light that he landed in the void without falling. Wuming couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this!
Is he really an immortal?
Within a moment, the man walked up to Wuming like a god or an immortal, and Wuming could see his appearance clearly.
His body is as tall as a mountain, and his beard is as white as snow. His face is quaint and simple, and he has no idea how old he is. There is a kind of peace in his wrinkled face, as if every wrinkle represents a kind of peace. Generosity and compassion. This old man's face is lined with wrinkles, but his eyes are so clear, as if he can see everything, which makes people admire him. His expression is calm and leisurely, and there is a kind smile on his lips.
Seeing the kind-faced old man in front of him, Wuming couldn't help but bowed and said, "I've seen you, senior."
The old man put his hands behind his back and said with deep meaning: "Don't worry about your disciple. After I finish talking to you, your disciple will appear by your side. I just want to say something to you."
Wuming let out a long breath and said respectfully, "Old man, please speak."
The kind-browed old man sighed and said quietly: "You are the one who deserves the disaster."
Wuming frowned, clasped his fists and asked, "Please ask the old man to clear up my confusion."
The kind-browed old man asked: "Have you ever heard of Baixiao Kuangsheng?"
Wuming nodded.
The kind-browed old man said slowly: "Baixiao Kuangsheng is a frivolous and indulgent person with a weird temper. People in the world keep him at a distance, but his broad knowledge is praised highly. With his extensive knowledge, he once compiled a volume of martial arts history. It records everything that has happened in the ancient and modern world, as well as the characters who have appeared in the ancient and modern world. In that volume of martial arts history, he also proposed a vocabulary that was unheard of by people in the ancient and modern world."
Wuming understood clearly and immediately answered: "The old man was talking about 'twelve panics'!" "
"Yes, it is Twelve Panic!"
The kind-browed old man sighed again and continued: "According to the book, the Twelve Terrors are people and things that can make people in the world tremble with fear when they hear it, and make their faces change with fear when they see them. But the so-called 'Twelve Terrors' are just Baixiao Kuangsheng wrote it in his early years, so everyone in the world knows it, but when Kuangsheng was in his later years, he added the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth panic after the twelfth panic. The fifteenth panic was even praised by him as the panic of panic. "
Wuming's expression changed and he said in surprise: "Thirteenth, fourteenth... Fifteenth is panic? Panic of panic?!"
There was a hint of melancholy in the eyebrows of the kind-browed old man, and his expression became solemn as he said: "Bai Xiao Kuangsheng once made a bet with the world, saying that he could answer all the questions in the world, and that no problem in the world would be difficult for him. He also He did indeed do it. Before he was sixty years old, he was not troubled by any secret information. It was not until he was sixty years old that a monk came to him and told Baixiao Kuangsheng that there were three major "panics" in the world. was not included in his volume. "
Wuming was startled and said, "Is that the reason for the panic on the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth?"
The kind-browed old man nodded and said: "Yes, Baixiao Kuangsheng learned about the last three major panics from the monk. But the monk just took a chance. The twelve panics collected by Baixiao Kuangsheng were ancient and modern at that time. Martial arts objects or people, and the panic of thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen does not exist in this world, but will appear forty years later."
Wuming was stunned and asked, "Has Bai Xiao Kuangsheng been deceived?"
The Ci-mei old man replied: "That monk didn't lie, he just wanted to use Baixiao Kuangsheng's words to say that now forty years from now, there will be three things in the world that are even worse than the twelve existing ones. thing."
Wuming said in a deep voice: "Forgive me for being rude, but I would like to ask this old man, how could that monk know what happened forty years later? How did the monk know for sure?"
The kind-browed old man smiled and said, "You must think that one can predict what will happen next."
Wuming nodded.
The Ci-mei old man said: "The first one is ***, which is a Taoist treasure book about China's luck. Although it was written a thousand years ago, it records all the major events about China's luck a thousand years later, and has been fulfilled one by one. *** has the ability to glimpse the secrets of heaven and predict the future. The second is the Heavenly Crying Sutra, which is passed down
There are endless mysteries in this sutra, and it seems as if it can communicate with heaven and earth, calculate all human affairs, and reveal the secrets of heaven. "
After hearing this narration, Wuming was so shocked that he suddenly lost his voice silently. He opened his mouth but could not say a word.
The Ci-mei old man looked at him, paused for a moment, and then said: "The monk used the two to deduce that in forty years from now, the Central Plains will usher in a great catastrophe. The three major panics mentioned by the monk , it is related to the great catastrophe of the ages."
Wuming was dumbfounded and murmured: "Could it be that everything in this world has already been destined to fate?"
After muttering to himself, he suddenly looked at the old man and asked: "The senior wants to tell the junior that if you want to survive the catastrophe, you must find the three major panics. Can the three major panics help China to survive this catastrophe?! "
The kind-browed old man nodded, and said from a distance: "Maybe so, maybe not so. Everything is perfect, everything is possible, how can the secrets of heaven be calculated by human power... Maybe the three major panics can help China survive the disaster, and it is also possible It is the source of this calamity, and you, Wei Yingxiong, are the heirs of the Heroic Sword and the first person to suffer the great calamity, so I will tell you the whole story."
Wuming was silent. He didn't know whether he should believe the old man's words. The old man was too mysterious and his methods were extremely terrifying. If it hadn't been for a long conversation, he would have regarded the old man as an immortal when he first met him.
But why does the old man keep saying that he is the one who deserves to be robbed? What does this have to do with the Hero Sword?
As if he had seen through Wuming's thoughts, the kind-browed old man said: "The heroic sword was made by the great swordsman of the Sword Sect. In the past, the great swordsman studied swords for half his life and founded the Sword Sect. He felt that he had inherited a good talent, so he began to want to quietly retire. Live the rest of his life. But just when the great swordsman was about to retire, he got the assassination by chance. Because of the assassination, the great swordsman forged the heroic sword for the great catastrophe in the future, just to leave it to him. Someone who deserves to be robbed.”
Wuming smiled bitterly. He finally understood why the old man called him the person who deserved the disaster. He was a disciple of the Sword Sect and the successor of the Heroic Sword. The Sword Sect was established thousands of years ago. The great swordsman forged the heroic sword on the top of the cold mountain for thousands of years. Waiting only for the moment when Wuming pulled out the heroic sword ten years ago, all the waiting, all the cause and effect, seemed to have become reincarnation.
Time is also fate? If it is fate, if it is reincarnation, why don't you recognize it as a person who is destined to suffer disaster?
After a long time, Wuming spoke again with a strong look on his face and asked, "Senior, may I ask, what are the three major panics mentioned by the monk?"
The kind-browed old man stroked his beard and smiled, then said: "The thirteenth panic recorded in *** is actually a knife."
The unknown person said: "Is it a knife? What kind of knife is it?"
The kind-browed old man shook his head and said: "I have already said that heaven's secrets cannot be calculated. What kind of knife it is, the emperor did not describe it in detail, but the Heavenly Crying Sutra has a saying about this knife. , the beautiful beauty moves heaven and earth". "
This is obviously a poem praising a woman, why is it a knife? If this poem really talks about a knife, what kind of knife is it?
Wuming was puzzled. He compared all the famous swords in the world with poems, but still had no clue.
The kind-mei old man did not pause too much, and then continued: "The fourteenth surprise
