Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

Chapter 285 Don’T Take Soft Or Hard Advice

"Old Master, why are you looking so sad?" In his spare time, Lu Chuan found the blind old man with a wine gourd.

The blind old man was very worried about the destruction of the throne, and he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Oh, if I have the Sky Moon Water Realm in my hands and can see the situation of the throne, I will risk my life to stop those beasts!"

"If one of them didn't pay attention, they would all be ruined. You are blind and your heart is blind!"

With someone to talk to, the blind old man couldn't hold back after all and started chattering endlessly.

"You are so old, and you still worry about this all day long." Lu Chuan filled a large bowl of strong liquor for the blind old man and handed it over, "Eat when you should, drink when you should, the sky won't fall!"

"The sky is falling!" The blind old man took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Perhaps he drank too quickly, and the old man choked and coughed violently.

Lu Chuan patted the old man's back gently, but was brushed away by the old man.

The old man yelled a little irritably, "Why, are you afraid that I will choke to death? Yes, I am old, but I am not dead yet."

If he were a normal person, he would probably comfort the old man, but Lu Chuan was not a normal person.

"Silly dog!" Lu Chuan cursed harshly and drank to himself, too lazy to talk to the blind old man.

"You..." The old man was also confused by the stupid scolding, and for a moment he forgot to say it back.

"What are you doing? I've never seen such a handsome guy, stupid and blind!" Lu Chuan tossed his hair coquettishly and walked away swaying.

Lu Chuan really deserves a beating. If it were someone else, he would have done it long ago.

The old man just gave a helpless smile, raised his cloudy eyes, and looked at the direction Lu Chuan left.

His eyes, which had been blind for countless years, flashed with an inexplicable light at this moment.

…

In the following days, Lu Chuan had no idea about the killing pattern.

Anyway, Lu Chuan is also an open-minded person. If he can't understand it, then he won't understand it. He has nothing to do after eating all day long, just like a street kid, wandering around.

The blind old man had been silent for some days, and then suddenly came to Lu Chuan.

I don't know if he was overthinking it, but the old man's brows relaxed a lot.

"What, you figured it out?" Seeing that the old man looked good, Lu Chuan joked with a smile.

"Yeah!" The old man nodded, staring at Lu Chuan with his cloudy eyes.

"What are you doing!" Lu Chuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by those dead gray eyes, and said angrily: "You old glass, if you stare at me again, I will poke two holes for you, believe it or not!"

The old man smiled with his cracked and shriveled mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth like old corn beans, "Little guy, do you want to inherit my mantle?"

"I don't want to!" Lu Chuan refused simply.

"Why?" The old man didn't respond, "I am so powerful that I can look at the entire starry sky and look at it."

Lu Chuan rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested. Why should I study this or that? Why don't I just lie down when I have nothing to do?"

The old man was stunned for a long time without reacting. He seemed not to have thought that one day he would be rejected if he wanted to teach.

It's just that the reason for Lu Chuan's refusal was a little too casual.

The old man did not give up and continued to induce: "Don't think about it anymore, my Heavenly Movement Holy Palm can be said to be unparalleled in the world, no, it is unparalleled in the stars."

"Why, my twelve sword moves are still unparalleled in the world, why should I learn from you?" Lu Chuan curled his lips, showing no interest at all.

"Having so many skills can't be overwhelming, haha!" The old man came forward humbly.

If other people saw the old man like this, their eyes would probably pop out.

"I think you don't have anything to say. Goodbye!" Lu Chuan stood up to leave.

"No, no, no, no. If you don't want to learn, you won't learn. How about I give you a gift?" The old man firmly grabbed Lu Chuan's clothes.

"Hey, don't be like this, I'm just a salty fish, don't put your hopes on me!"

Lu Chuan finally figured out that the old man had left some sequelae because of the destruction of the throne.

This is to train oneself to withstand the possible chain reaction after the throne is destroyed.

"Oh, when you get old, you will be disliked no matter what you do!" The old man let go of his hand and sighed heavily. He seemed to be much older.

"Bah!" Lu Chuan twitched his lips in disdain, "Don't do this to me, that's all you can do if you die in front of me now!"

"You little bastard, you don't accept soft or hard advice, what do you want?" The old man was furious.

Lu Chuan proudly puffed out his chest: "Hey hey hey, I only have one biggest wish in my life, to eat and die and don't ask me for any troubles!"

"You..." The old man almost didn't mention it in one breath.

Seeing that the old man looked like he was going to be pissed to death, Lu Chuan came up with an idea, "Hey, my four old demons are quite qualified, how about you choose one!"

"Bah!" the old man spat fiercely, "If you have mediocre qualifications, what qualifications do you have to inherit my mantle?"

The qualifications of those four old devils are really not bad. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they are the proud ones of heaven.

But in the eyes of the old man, it's still a lot worse.

"Then it's okay, I don't like you, you don't like them, we all hurt each other!" Lu Chuan lay back comfortably on the chair, drinking a small drink and humming a tune.

"What a waste of this talent!" The old man slapped his thigh angrily.

"It's so angry that it hurts your body. Take a nap!" Lu Chuan closed his eyes leisurely.

Suddenly the old man remembered something and asked: "By the way, I see you have been studying a scroll recently. Have you got any results?"

"No!" Lu Chuan threw the scroll to the old man and joked: "If you have nothing to do, help me take a look. This is much more reliable than forcing me to teach you."

"You little bastard, you don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings!" the old man muttered, taking the scroll and slowly spreading it out.

In an instant, the soaring murderous intent in the pattern rushed towards him, and the old man's flawless state of mind was almost eroded by this murderous intent.

After calming down, the old man looked at Hua Wen again, but the terrifying murderous intention disappeared.

But with the old man's eyesight, he gradually saw some clues.

"It seems like a killing rule, but I have never seen it before. Where did you get it?" The old man frowned and asked.

The murderous intention contained in this pattern was something the old man had never seen before, and it was incredibly powerful.

"I don't know. My donkey gave it to me, saying it was my own thing." Lu Chuan said, turning over comfortably so that the sun could shine evenly.

The old man still knew something about Lu Chuan's situation.

"It must be something in a state of madness!" After muttering, the old man's eyes gradually lit up.

"This kind of power of rules requires creating a corresponding environment to understand. How about you go to the battlefield and take a walk to see if it has any effect?"

"Battlefield? What battlefield?" Lu Chuan, who had his eyes closed, frowned, feeling that the old man was deceiving him.

"Bianhuang battlefield." The old man said enthusiastically: "If you want to say where the battlefield is the most tragic and where the killing spirit is the strongest, it must be Bianhuang."