Chapter 1120

Ignoring the surprise of the three of them, Zhuo fan pointed to the skinny man again and made a faint voice: "who are you and one of the seven royal families?"

"Er Xie Nianyang, my father Xie Tianshang, is the first of the ten offerings of Xizhou sword God sect. My grandfather is one of the seven founding fathers of Luomeng, Xie Xiaofeng! " Zhuo fan's body is permeated with a deep mystery, the thin man dare not neglect, and quickly bow down to respond.

Clearly nodded, Zhuo fan can not help but grow a tone: "so it is, sword Marquis house a vein. Nianyang Nianyang, by the way, where is your uncle Xie Tianyang? Do you have his whereabouts? "

"Well, I'd like to inform you that my father said that my uncle Xie Tianyang had been hiding in the mountains and forests a hundred years ago, and I haven't heard from him yet. My grandfather missed my uncle very much, so he named me Nianyang

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

Once upon a time, he did not want to bring the United States to seclusion, but it is a pity that God made people, he did not have that fate!

The three young people looked at Zhuo fan in such a way, but they were more puzzled. They looked at each other, or did Luo sifan bow down and cautiously said, "master, do you know our elders?"

"Well, it's a little bit original, or I can't see you kids casually!" Don't feel Xiangran a smile, Zhuo fan slightly nodded: "say it, what do you want me to do?"

"Well, blind uncle, it's like this..."

"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 dare to call you uncle. Do you mind?"

Pondering a little, Luo sifan two eyes around, immediately set up almost: "if you don't like, I don't know how to call your niece?"

Her lips trembled slightly. She listened, looked at Zhuo fan, and said with a laugh: "Dad, this sister is a self-made acquaintance. In addition to some inappropriate address, it's probably not bad!"

Yes, in terms of seniority, Luo Yunhai sees Zhuo fan as his elder brother, and his daughter calls Zhuo fan uncle. Although the seniority is good, it is obviously called small. It should be uncle, uncle, your uncle and so on.

But Zhuo fan didn't care about these details. He chuckled and waved his hand: "little girl, I thought you were a lady in a big family when I first met you, but this shameless way of climbing up the pole is quite like the old man's demeanor. Ha ha ha It seems to be your father's true story. "

"It's not my father, it's my aunt!" His cheeks turned red, and a shy flash flashed in his eyes: "my aunt said that if you want to be in charge of the family, you have to be so skinny and shameless. That's how my family started!"

"Ha ha ha That's right. That's how it started. And the one who had no face or skin was Ha ha ha

He couldn't help laughing. Zhuo fan seemed to think of the old things again. He couldn't help smiling. He was so happy for so many years: "OK, little girl, if you have anything to say, uncle, I can help you, I will help you!"

Luo sifan looked at the two men happily and bowed down: "thank you for your success. To tell you the truth, blind uncle, it will be my father's birthday in two months. My niece wanted to prepare a special birthday gift for my father and his old people, but after thinking about it, my father was sitting in the world, lacking nothing, which was really distressing. Later, I passed by here and learned that the elder soldiers' training was extraordinary, especially the spirit sword, which is rare in the world. So I came here to ask for a gift. I hope my uncle can complete it! "

"I see. You are very filial. It's rare for you to work so hard for your father's birthday." He nodded his head clearly. Zhuo fan praised him first, and luosifan and they were all smiling. But soon, Zhuo fan frowned again and cried, "it's just that your father's little bunny has begun to live so soon? I haven't had it yet

When!

It was as if a copper bell was ringing in his head. The three young people were stunned when they heard this.

What did you just say, little bunny? He called the leader of Luo League a little rabbit? Who on earth dares to slander the general manager of Xizhou like this? With the strength of the Luo League, even if it is Shuanglong, he dare not talk to the leader like this, but he

But where do they know, under the whole world, dare to call Luo Yunhai, there is only Zhuo fan. Even if Luo Yunhai stands in front of him, Zhuo fan calls him so, he never has a bit of rebellious heart.

In particular, the old people of Luomeng are more aware of it. In terms of qualifications and qualifications, Zhuo fan has more than enough to do so, so there is nothing to say!

But these three young people don't understand. It's the first time that they see the leader of the League of Luo, who is so despised.

Looking at the three guys suddenly look silly, she can't help but cover her mouth and laugh. She looks at Zhuo fan and says, "why, Dad, are you jealous? Or this year My third brother and I will give you a big birthday

"Forget it, I'm not old, what longevity, crow noise!"

But turning his eyes, Zhuo fan couldn't help laughing and shaking his head: "I just didn't expect that Yunhai, a little rabbit, has begun to live his life. When I saw him for the first time, he still wore open crotch pants. I didn't expect Ha ha... "Face can not stop a draw, the three younger generation again Heart Qi Yilin.

This Ya has seen the appearance of the leader when he was a child. Is he an important elder in the league? No, but the heavyweights in the league are all powerful and influential people in Xizhou. But this old guy, if he wants strength, he doesn't have strength, but Tianxuan is five. If he wants power, he is a loner. He only has a girl to accompany him. At most, he has a son. He doesn't look like a powerful man in the league!

Eh, by the way, he was so young after another hundred years in the sky. He looked like a young man in his twenties. If the villagers had not said that he had stayed here for decades, they would have never imagined that he was an elder.

There are too many questions in the heart, the three people just look at Zhuo fan, for a while, they are all confused.

Zhuo fan, after laughing, still had a touch of warmth in his mouth. He waved his hand suddenly and said, "little girl, you want a sword. No problem. Uncle, there are many swords here. Just pick them at will."

"Yes, thank you, blind uncle!"

First, he was stunned for a while, then Luo sifan nodded in surprise. Xie Nianyang, who was on the other side of Lala, said: "isn't your family the most research on swords? Can you help me to see which one is better for Dad as a birthday gift?"

"Don't worry. I'll give it to me, sister sifan!"

"Cut!"

As soon as his eyes lit up, Xie Nianyang suddenly nodded his head and fawn on his face. He took Luo sifan into the forest of swords full of Linglang. Longjianshan is slightly a mouth, full of sour murmur, also followed in.

However, this does not see do not know, a look startled.

Xie Nianyang carefully inspected every spirit sword here, but the more he saw, the more frightened he was. His eyes flashed with incredible light.

"If you have a good idea, you should choose one to leave. Please, hum!" Long Jianshan's face impatiently urged out a voice, Luo sifan is also closely staring at him, eyes exuded hope: "how, Xie Nianyang, which do you think is good?"

"It's exquisite. It's so exquisite. It's perfect. It's the best sword in the world. It's very strange that sometimes I feel that this kind of spirit sword is more eye-catching and precious than the nine grade spirit sword. I don't know whether to choose one or nine for you... "

"Of course, I've chosen nine grades. What's it like to give a spirit sword to the master?"

With a sneer, Longjian mountain sarcastically said: "thanks to your family, you are still practicing swords. People all know that nine grades are better than one. Are you still tangled in this? If you want me to say, take the highest grade and go straight. What's the highest number here? Nine grades. Take one and go

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

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

Xie Nianyang hesitated and didn't know how to choose, but longjianshan scolded and laughed: "sister sifan, you can see it. She boasted how much she knew about swords every day. She didn't know anything. She didn't know which one was better than the other. Did you ask him to pick your sword? Ha ha ha I'm really laughing at me. I'll help you, brother! "

"I don't have to pick any sword here. Any sword 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 was smiling, slowly stood up, came to the sword forest, touched the sword body one by one, and said in a quiet way: "the sword is like a human being. Each sword is unique and has its own spirit. No matter one grade or nine grade, it is the same. People are picking swords, so are swords. Each sword has its own kendo. If it does not conform to the swordsmanship of the person who makes the sword, it will look like a stranger and cannot resonate. On the contrary, the opposite is true! "

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

"Hum, joke, isn't the spirit sword a weapon? I've heard for the first time that you can cultivate and understand with weapons!" Hearing this, longjianshan can't help but smile coldly and speak with disdain.

The corner of his mouth cocked, Zhuo fan disdained to curl his lips: "I used to think with you in general, but people who don't understand it naturally don't know the true meaning. If you don't take the sword as your friend, how can he tell you what you have learned from your sword? You know, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and its own king is proud. If you are not sincere, you will not get the essence of it. That's why so many people understand kendo. Some of them have a shallow understanding and some have a deep understanding. Besides their aptitude and understanding, sincerity is also very important! "

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