Chapter 1180: Extraordinary Talent

Father was right, he was too weak, and never had the spirit of a real man.

He Lingchuan poured cold water on him: "You still can't defeat Yao Kingdom with just Luo Shengjia."

"The Shining Gold Plain needs a great hero, but unfortunately I'm not one." A Xun whispered in disappointment, and when the wind blew, black ash rose from his body, "It's a pity that I'm not one."

"You have sealed Luo Shengjia for 165 years with your own strength, and I don't know how many disasters have been eliminated and how many lives have been saved." He Lingchuan squatted down and looked at him straight, "Heroes are judged by deeds, not by heart. You have done well enough and are worthy of the Shining Gold Plain."

There were so many heroes in the Shining Gold Plain, but they were just passers-by. After they left, the Shining Gold Plain was still the Shining Gold Plain, with almost no changes.

But A Xun was different. This man who seemed not strong enough and a little hesitant, but he silently protected it in his own way for more than 160 years.

Fu Liushan also said: "The Ying people who just arrived in the new world set up a tablet for you, and since then, they have worshipped you from generation to generation until today. The spirit you passed on is the driving force for them to fight the wind and waves and forge ahead."

"Really? My compatriots are really good." Axun smiled at He Lingchuan, "You are stronger than me, much stronger, so you have to bear more. You are the nemesis of Luo Shengjia. It is afraid of you, but you have something that Luo Shengjia desires."

He still has some memories of the battle and knows Luo Shengjia's thirst.

Fu Liushan looked at He Lingchuan with a strange look.

Nemesis?

Luo Shengjia has a nemesis?

He Lingchuan nodded, knowing that he was referring to Xinlin: "I want to know, how does Luo Shengjia control you?"

This secret, except for Axun, I am afraid that no one in the world can accurately answer it.

"Fear!" Axun said his personal experience, "It can find the deepest fear in your heart and then knock you down with it!"

It is indeed fear, He Lingchuan thought.

"I can't seal Luo Shengjia anymore. It's up to you from now on. I don't know what you're going to do, but I hope you can do it. The Shining Gold Plain shouldn't suffer any more." Axun sighed faintly, his body completely carbonized. "I'll give you the Zhe Liao Dao as well. Find a good owner for it."

His smile finally solidified into a relieved look. Once the wind blew, it turned into ash.

A sigh came from all around, vaguely: "If I could see Meng Meng again, it would be great..."

A hundred years passed as soon as I opened my eyes, and my wife and children became clouds and smoke.

After all, I missed it and will never see each other again in this life.

This is the price of a hero.

Axun finally let go of the past with the Ying people.

The three stood there, speechless for a long time.

It was Fu Liushan who sighed first: "He is finally free."

The corners of his eyes were a little red.

"Thank you for telling us the story in the tavern." He Lingchuan smiled at him, "It was very helpful to us."

A few days ago, on a rainy night, the three sat around the table. Fu Liushan drank the wine offered by He Lingchuan and told them a series of stories about Luo Shengjia.

The most regrettable one was Bao Ning.

The most touching and last story was about the father and son of the Ying people:

One hundred and seventy years ago, in order to help the Ying people get out of trouble, the clan leader Fu Xiong successfully sought Luo Shengjia from Liangshan, but he was unexpectedly controlled by the evil armor and became the source of more disasters.

The story progressed to this point, and it seemed to fall into the previous reincarnation again. After all, every time Luo Shengjia came out, it would cause such disasters.

But this time was different:

At the critical moment, the clan leader's son Fu Tianlin stepped forward, took the evil armor from his father, and sealed himself in Keling.

The Ying people thus escaped a disaster.

Clan leader Fu Xiong sobered up and regretted it. He followed his son's will to sell the clan property, led the Ying people to go out to sea from Julu Port, and moved to the new world - today it has become the territory of Qing Kingdom - from then on, away from the land abandoned by the gods.

Over the past 100 years, many people have been desperate and want to try their luck in Keshan. But no matter how they summoned and performed magic, Luo Shengjia did not respond.

In addition to the sealing formation maintained by the Fu family for generations, the most important thing is the imperial bloodline, that is, the important contribution of Fu Tianlin's forced suppression.

Luo Shengjia therefore slept for more than 160 years, until-

Until He Lingchuan arrived!

The black ash disappeared, leaving only a black armor and the folding knife on the ground.

He Lingchuan picked up the folding knife first. The right knife was broken in the middle, but Songyang Mansion should be able to repair it.

He looked at Fu Liushan, waved his hand, and said simply: "Yours."

He respected Fu Tianlin's last wish.

Besides, he couldn't use this strange weapon.

"Even without Luo Shengjia, Axun is still a powerful warrior." He Lingchuan stroked the blade and said, "I will find a good master for you again."

Fu Xiong and Fu Tianlin, the father and son, both have formidable fighting power, so Yaoguo must subdue them for their own use.

This kind of fighting power, to some extent, is also the root of the Ying people's misery.

Dong Rui touched his chin and said, "Why do I feel that you can deal with the Zhe Liao Dao easily at the beginning of the battle?"

This kind of strange blade will catch people off guard when they encounter it for the first time, right?

How can this kid fight calmly? Have you seen it before?

Fu Liushan didn't see the specific battle process, but nodded on the side.

The one who can defeat Luo Shengjia and Zhe Liao Dao must not be an ordinary person.

He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "This is called a gifted talent."

He had met Axun in the Panlong world and had seen the Zheliao Knife.

At that time, he went to Baimao Mountain to get the Mingdeng, and Axun, who used the alias Fu Tianlin, fought with him, but failed to snatch it.

This was of course Dafanghu's deduction, but he also understood Axun's fighting style, so he was not in a hurry in this secret battle in Keling.

In the tavern on a rainy night, when Fu Liushan mentioned Fu Tianlin, He Lingchuan knew it was him.

But what He Lingchuan was curious about was who took the Mingdeng in real history?

Of course it was not him, he did not exist in the real 165 years ago.

Who did Panlong City send at that time? This question is probably destined to have no answer.

He only knew one thing:

Whether in the Panlong world or in real history, Axun had never taken the Mingdeng.

Now, the three of them stood in a row again, looking down at the black armor on the ground:

This is the famous Luosheng Armor.

Even after spending a hundred years underground, it has no rust at all.

In the dark night, it seemed as if some kind of power was flowing on the armor, which made people feel awed.

The scars that Ah Xun had worn it before, fighting against the Yao army and He Lingchuan, no matter how deep or shallow, have become lighter or disappeared.

This armor has a strong self-repairing power.

"The nemesis of Luo Sheng Armor?" Fu Liushan is very entangled now. He is the guardian of the seal of Keling. Logically, he should not watch others take away this evil armor. But just now Fu Tianlin personally confirmed that He Lingchuan is the nemesis of Luo Sheng Armor.

Ah Xun is a person who has fought against Luo Sheng Armor for more than 160 years. He knows it best and has the most say.

So, what should he do? "You came here for it this time, right?"

"Of course." Can He Lingchuan still deny it?

"You take this armor, I can't stop you." With the combat power that He Lingchuan showed before, Fu Liushan knew that he couldn't beat him at all. He looked at He Lingchuan, then at the Luo Sheng Jia on the ground, "But you also heard what Fu Tianlin said, people have fear, and will be taken advantage of by Luo Sheng Jia. How do you control it?"

Dong Rui was not convinced: "Someone could do it in the past, didn't the founding ancestor of the Shining Gold Empire live a long life?"

"That was more than a thousand years ago. The more fear and suffering Luo Sheng Jia absorbs, the stronger it becomes. You know that the Shining Gold Plain lacks everything except these two." The evil armor will also grow on its own, right? "Now let this founding ancestor come, he may not be able to suppress it."

Dong Rui immediately looked at He Lingchuan, and before he opened his mouth, He Lingchuan asked him first: "Do you want to try?"

"No, no." It is important to know yourself. He can't resist temptation, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist fear.

He Lingchuan took another step closer to the evil armor, and the thing actually clanged and was particularly excited. If it hadn't been unable to stand up on its own, I'm afraid it would have pounced on He Lingchuan long ago.

The other two understood at a glance that Fu Tianlin was right. He Lingchuan had something he longed for.

Dong Rui screamed, "What treasure did you hide?"

He Lingchuan had guessed, but shook his head and said, "I can't give it to him."

"What are you going to do with it?" Dong Rui coughed lightly, "You don't want to wear it, do you?"

"No." He Lingchuan answered straightforwardly, and with a hand on his chest, he leaned over and pressed on the Luosheng Armor.

His expression was careless, and his movements were too fast. Before Fu Liushan could react, Luosheng Armor had already rushed forward.

Treasure, the treasure it longed for!

"Don't..." Before Fu Liushan finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound of metal, and the Luosheng Armor on the ground suddenly disintegrated by itself, breaking into countless armor pieces!

Each armor piece was desperately drilling into the ground.

This sudden change stunned the two people and two monkeys on the side.

Just a second ago, this evil armor was eager to pounce on He Lingchuan, why is it trying so hard to run away now?

And its posture is like a field mouse trying to escape from the clutches of a bird of prey, and every piece of armor shows its efforts.

He Lingchuan's palm is like a wind tunnel, and it actually makes a whistling sound, trying to suck the evil armor in.

Strangely, Dong Rui and Fu Liushan standing next to it didn't even raise their hair.

But the two did hear the sound of the strong wind blowing through the Luosheng armor, like an unwilling and shrill roar.

The first piece of armor didn't make it and was sucked into He Lingchuan's palm, then the second piece, the third piece...

Fu Liushan couldn't help it and wanted to lie down to see what was going on with He Lingchuan's palm. Unexpectedly, the wind suddenly increased, and the remaining pieces of armor were sucked in with a whoosh.

He didn't need to look up, He Lingchuan spread his palm towards him -

The palm was empty, there was nothing.

Where is the wind tunnel, where is the magic weapon?

His fingers were bare, and he didn't even wear a storage ring.

Fu Liushan's jaw almost dropped to the ground, and he even forgot to get up: "You, what did you do?"