Chapter 1120

Ignoring the surprise of the three of them, Zhuo fan pointed to the thin man again and said faintly, "who are you, and you are one of the seven royal families?"

"Er... Younger generation Xie Nianyang, my father Xie Tianshang, the first of the ten offerings of Xizhou sword God sect, grandpa is one of the seven founders of Luomeng, Xie Xiaofeng!" Zhuo fan's body showed a deep mystery. The thin man didn't dare to neglect and quickly bowed down to respond.

With a clear nod, Zhuo fan couldn't help but breathe: "I see. There's a pulse in Jianhou's house. Nian Yang... Nian Yang, by the way, where's your uncle Xie Tianyang? Is there his whereabouts? "

"Well, let me tell you something. According to my father, my uncle Xie Tianyang went to seclusion in the mountains and forests a hundred years ago. He is missing. Now there is no news back. My grandfather misses my uncle very much, so he reads the name of Yang for me! "

"Well, the boy hasn't been back home for a hundred years. He's really free and easy, ha ha......" he smiled and Zhuo fan shook his head slowly, but there was a touch of sadness and envy in the laughter.

Once upon a time, he had never thought of returning to seclusion with beauty. Unfortunately, God's will made people happy. He didn't have that fate!

The three young people looked at Zhuo fan like this, but they were more confused. They looked at each other, or Luo sifan bowed and said carefully, "senior, do you know my elders?"

"Well, it's a little original, otherwise it's impossible to see you kids casually!" Unconsciously, he smiled and Zhuo fan nodded: "come on, what can I do for you?"

"Er, uncle blind, actually..."

"Well, blind uncle?"

"Yes, I don't know what to call you. The villagers also call you blind swordsman. Seeing that you have such a deep relationship with my father, my niece dared to call you uncle. Do you mind?"

Pondering a little, Luo sifan turned his eyes around and immediately set up a close: "if you don't like it, I don't know what to call your niece?"

His lips trembled slightly. Finch listened, looked at Zhuo fan and said with a smile: "Dad, this sister is familiar. In addition to the inappropriate title, it's generally good!"

Yes, in terms of seniority, Luo Yunhai sees that Zhuo fan is commensurate with his eldest brother. His daughter calls Zhuo fan uncle. Although the seniority is good, it is obviously called small. It should be uncle, uncle, your uncle or something.

However, Zhuo fan didn't care about these details. He laughed and waved his hand and said, "little girl, I thought you were a lady when I first met you, but this shameless way of climbing up the pole is quite like my style in those days. Ha ha... It seems to be true from your father."

"It's not my father, it's my aunt!" His cheeks turned red, and a shyness flashed in Luo sifan's eyes: "my aunt said that if you want to run the house, you have to be so skinnless and shameless. That's how my family started!"

"Hahaha... Yes, it did start like this, and the shameless one is... Hahaha!"

He couldn't help laughing. Zhuo fan seemed to think of the old things again. He couldn't help looking happy and happy for so many years: "well, little girl, if you have anything, just say it. Uncle, I can help you, I will help you!"

Luo sifan looked at the two happily and quickly bowed down: "thank you for your accomplishment. To be honest, uncle blind, my father's birthday will be in two months. My niece wants to prepare a special birthday gift for my father, but after thinking about it, my father sits in the world and lacks nothing. It's really distressing. Later, I passed by here and learned that the elder's military training is extraordinary, especially the spirit sword, which is rare in the world, so I came to ask for a gift and hope my uncle can complete it! "

"I see. You are very filial. It's rare to work so hard for your father's birthday!" Zhuo fan nodded clearly. Zhuo fan praised her first. Luo sifan was smiling. But soon, Zhuo fan frowned again and shouted, "it's just that your father's little rabbit began to celebrate his birthday so soon? I haven't done it yet! "

When!

It was like a copper bell ringing in my head. At first glance, the three young people were stunned.

What did you just say, little rabbit? He actually called the leader of the League of Luo as a little rabbit? Who on earth does he dare to slander the west state? With the strength of Luomeng now, even the supreme Twin Dragons dare not talk to the alliance leader like this, but he

But where do they know that Zhuo fan is the only one in the world who dares to call Luo Yunhai so. Even if Luo Yunhai stood in front of him and Zhuo fan called him so, he never had the slightest defiance.

In particular, the elderly in Luomeng are more aware that Zhuo fan is more than enough to do so in terms of seniority and qualification. There is nothing to say!

But these three young people don't understand. It's the first time they've seen the leader of Luomeng, who is so high and despised.

Looking at the sudden stupidity of the three guys, Frey couldn't help laughing, looked at Zhuo fan and joked: "why, Dad, are you jealous? How about this year... My third brother and I will celebrate your birthday? "

"Forget it, I'm not old yet. What's my birthday, Gua noise!"

However, Zhuo fan couldn't help laughing and shaking his head: "I just didn't expect that Yunhai, a little rabbit, began to celebrate his birthday. I thought I saw him for the first time. He was still wearing open crotch pants. I didn't expect... Ha ha... "

The face could not stop pumping, and the three young people were all together again.

I've seen the leader of the alliance as a child. Is he an important elder in the alliance? No, all the heavyweights in the league are powerful people with power all over Xizhou. But this old guy, if he wants strength, he has no strength, but Tianxuan is only five. If he wants power, he is a lonely man with only one woman and at most one son. He doesn't look like a powerful man in the League!

Eh, by the way, after another hundred years, how could he be so young and look like a young man in his twenties. If the villagers had not said that he had stayed here for decades, they would have been unimaginable. It was an elder.

There were too many questions in their hearts. The three people looked at Zhuo fan in such a daze. They were all confused for a moment.

After laughing, Zhuo fan still had a faint warmth around his mouth. He waved his hand fiercely and shouted, "little girl, you want a sword. No problem. Uncle, there are many swords here. Pick them at will!"

"Yes, thank you, uncle blind!"

First, Luo sifan was stunned for a while. Then Luo sifan nodded in surprise and hurriedly cheered Xie Nianyang aside: "isn't your family the best at swords? Please help me see which one to give to my father as a birthday gift?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me, sister sifan!"

"Cut!"

As soon as his eyes lit up, Xie Nianyang suddenly nodded and flattered, and took Luo sifan into the exquisite sword forest. Longjianshan is slightly a pie mouth, full of sour light hum, also followed to go in.

However, I don't know. I was startled at the sight.

Xie Nianyang carefully looked at each spirit sword here, but the more he looked, the more frightened he was, and an incredible light flashed in his eyes.

"Have you looked good? Just pick one and leave. Please, hum!" Longjianshan hurried out with an impatient face. Luo sifan also stared at him closely, with hope in his eyes: "how about Xie Nianyang, which do you think is good?"

"It's exquisite. It's so exquisite. It's perfect. There's no good sword in the world. It's very strange that I sometimes feel that this spirit sword is more eye-catching and precious than the nine spirit sword. I don't know whether to choose one or nine for you... "

"Of course, choose nine grades. What do you say to give the master a spirit sword?"

With a sneer, Longjian mountain said sarcastically, "thanks to your family, you still practice sword. The world knows that nine grades are better than one. Are you still tangled here? If you want me to say, just take the highest grade and go straight away. How much is the highest here? Nine grades. Take one and go! "

"But... I think a product is better..."

"Fart, which one is better than nine? Your head is watt?"

Xie Nianyang hesitated and didn't know how to choose, but longjianshan scolded and laughed: "sister sifan, you see, I boast how much I know about the sword every day. I don't know anything. I don't even know which one is better or which is worse. Do you let him help you pick the sword? Hahaha... I'm so happy. Why don't I help you, brother! "

"I don't need to pick any sword here. Any one is unparalleled in the world. That's why Xie Nianyang doesn't know how to choose, but it just proves that he knows the sword! "

However, at this time, Zhuo fan smiled, stood up slowly, came to the sword forest, touched the sword body one by one, and said faintly: "the sword is like people. Each sword is unique and has its own spirit. No matter one product or nine products, it is the same. People are picking swords, and swords are picking people. Each sword has its own kendo. If it is inconsistent with the Kendo of the person who makes the sword, it will be like a stranger and can't resonate. On the contrary, it is just the opposite! "

"Just now Xie Nianyang hesitated on the first grade and ninth grade spirit swords. Hehe... He is worthy of being a descendant of the sword Marquis house. He really knows about swords. The nine grade spirit sword was forged by me three years ago, and this one was forged by me three months ago. Whenever I have a new understanding of kendo, I will start from the first sword to the twelfth sword. Every time I have a little understanding, I will cycle like this to feel the essence of the sword. Although the nine grade sword is of high grade, its Kendo is shallow. Although this sword has a low grade, it has a deep Kendo and is more suitable for cultivation and enlightenment! "

"Hum, joke, isn't the spirit sword a weapon? It's the first time I've heard that you can practice enlightenment with weapons!" Hearing this, longjianshan couldn't help laughing coldly and disdaining.

As soon as the corner of his mouth tilted, Zhuo fan disdained: "I used to think like you, but people who don't understand naturally don't know the true meaning. If you don't take the sword as your friend, how can he pass on your sword experience? You know, the sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers. It has its own arrogance. If your heart is not sincere, it will be difficult to get the essence. This is why so many people understand Kendo, some shallow and some deep. In addition to qualification and understanding, sincerity is also very important! "

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