Chapter 210: The Test of Lord Cangmo
Chapter 210: The Test of Lord Cangmo
Xiang Yuandai sighed and shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "There really is no one else. You can only find one of these two to help you, otherwise you can only give up this artifact in the North Sea."
Xiang Yuandai's words were like a spark, instantly igniting the stubbornness deep in Luo Ying's heart. Luo Ying said firmly: "How can I give up so easily? If one of the ten artifacts is missing, I can't practice the Heaven-Splitting Sword. No matter how difficult it is, I have to overcome it. Besides, Lord Cangmo will definitely be persuaded to help. After all, it was he who asked me to go to Shili Bahuang to get the ten artifacts.
There is no reason for him to stand by and not help! Isn't this a slap in his own face? As long as I can meet him, I believe I can convince him to help. "
Faced with Luo Ying's firm attitude, Xiang Yuandai was extremely unwilling but had to compromise. He said in a deep voice: "Since you said so, I will swallow my pride and ask to see him once!" After that, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The door opened in response, and when Xian Tong saw that it was Prince Yu Xiang Yuandai, his expression immediately became respectful and enthusiastic. He put his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Highness Prince Yu, what brings you here today!"
Xiang Yuandai said to the fairy boy, "I came to see Lord Cangmo today to do some serious business. Please pass on the message!"
The fairy boy immediately saluted with both hands, bowed slightly again and said: "Then please wait a moment, Your Highness Prince Yu." After that, he gently closed the door.
After a while, the door opened again. Xiang Yuandai and Luo Ying immediately stepped forward. Xiang Yuandai asked anxiously, "How is it? Is the Lord willing to meet me?"
The fairy boy shook his head helplessly and said, "The Lord of God is in seclusion practicing, he said he doesn't want to see guests!"
After hearing this, Xiang Yuandai looked at Luo Ying helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "If he doesn't want to see me, there's nothing I can do!"
Just as the fairy boy was about to close the door, Luo Ying was unwilling to give up and still stubbornly stretched out her hand to stop him. She said earnestly, "Please tell Lord Cangmo that Marshal Luo, who he had arranged to go to the Ten Li Eight Wastelands to retrieve the Ten Divine Artifacts, wants to see him. Come to discuss the matter of the Ten Divine Artifacts with Lord Cangmo."
The fairy boy looked at Xiang Yuandai, then at Luo Ying and said, "Okay! Then I'll try again."
Luo Ying clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to show his respect, saying, "Thank you very much!"
The fairy boy gently stepped into the magnificent hall, and saw Lord Cangmo sitting in front of the desk, concentrating on writing vigorous and powerful calligraphy. As the pen tip moved, every stroke contained endless charm and verve.
The fairy boy approached cautiously and reported in a low voice: "Master, the marshal who followed His Royal Highness Prince Yu said that he was Marshal Luo who was personally appointed by you to go to the Ten Miles and Eight Wastelands to collect the ten great artifacts..."
Before he finished speaking, when Lord Cangmo heard the three words "Marshal Luo", it was like a bolt of lightning that stirred up a thousand waves in Lord Cangmo's heart. His hand holding the pen trembled violently, and the originally smooth calligraphy instantly became messy.
Lord Cangmo suddenly raised his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little: "Who is here to see you?"
Seeing this, the fairy boy knew that he had disturbed the Lord's interest, and he could not help but panic. He quickly explained: "He said that he was the Marshal Luo who you arranged to go to Shili Bahuang to get the ten great artifacts, and he discussed the matter of the ten great artifacts with Master."
The emotions in Lord Cangmo's heart were like the waves in a storm, turbulent and difficult to calm.
He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, but his voice was still trembling. He lowered his voice and said, "Go and tell her... that if she wants to see me, she must wear armor and walk up the stone steps at the foot of the mountain step by step. If she has the perseverance to walk 8,888 steps, I will see her."
The fairy boy looked confused and asked, "Master, you have extraordinary perseverance to walk 8,888 steps up. Why did Marshal Luo have to carry a hundred kilograms of armor? Wouldn't it cost him half his life?"
Lord Cangmo put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and turned around, not letting the fairy boy see the indescribable emotions in his eyes. He took a deep breath, tried to suppress his frantic emotions and said: "I just deliberately made things difficult for her, wanting her to give up and come to see me!"
The fairy boy still asked in confusion: "Then why didn't the master just refuse to see him?"
Lord Cangmo sighed, his voice revealing a bit of helplessness and expectation: "Because... I want to see her!"
The fairy boy lost his way in the deep words of Lord Cangmo. He was confused by his words and his mind was in chaos. He frowned in confusion and asked in confusion: "Forgive me for being stupid and not understanding. What is the master's intention?"
Lord Cangmo looked into the distance, his eyes full of vicissitudes, and he sighed deeply. That sigh seemed to carry endless years and vicissitudes. He said slowly: "I have waited for her for ten million years... We... should not have met again. If she insists on seeing me, it means that my earthly fate with her is not over yet."
After hearing this, the fairy boy's face suddenly changed, and he was so shocked that he almost lost his voice. He widened his eyes and asked in a trembling voice: "Could it be that... Marshal Luo is the fairy that Master has been waiting for ten million years?"
Lord Cangmo closed his eyes in pain, then nodded with difficulty, as if all the thousands of years of waiting and helplessness were condensed in this moment.
After hearing these words, Xiantong did not dare to delay and hurried out to report.
The fairy boy opened the door and looked at Luo Ying intently, as if he was looking at a rare treasure. He said with a little excitement in his voice: "Master agreed to meet Marshal Luo, but..."
A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Ying's eyes. He exchanged glances with Xiang Yuandai, and they both asked almost at the same time: "Just what?"
The fairy boy took a deep breath and said with a hint of repression in his tone: "It's just that the master said...Marshal Luo needs you to wear armor and walk up the stone steps at the foot of the mountain step by step. If you have the perseverance to walk 8,888 steps up, he will see you, and only you."
He gave Xiang Yuandai a meaningful look and emphasized again: "No one else can accompany you!"
Xiang Yuandai was furious when he heard this, and raised his voice a few degrees: "Isn't he trying to make things difficult for me? She has extraordinary perseverance to walk 8,888 steps up. Why did he ask her to carry a hundred kilograms of armor? Wouldn't that cost her life?"
Luo Ying seemed unusually calm. She gently patted the back of Xiang Yuandai's hand and comforted him, "Brother Yuandai, it's okay, as long as he is willing to see me! I am willing to follow his request and walk up the stone steps at the foot of the mountain step by step in armor."
Xiang Yuandai retorted emotionally: "It's obvious that he is trying to make you give up because he can't refuse you!"
Luo Ying tightly grasped Xiang Yuandai's hand and whispered, "We have no choice. This is the only way. No matter how difficult it is, I will persevere and do it!"
After saying that, he took Xiang Yuandai on his mount to the foot of the mountain.
Shao Hanyue came over nervously and asked anxiously, "How was it? Did you see Lord Cangmo?"
Xiang Yuandai said indignantly: "That old stubborn man actually wanted Luo Ying to wear armor and walk 8,888 steps up before he would see her."
Xiao Qingxiu exclaimed, "Isn't he trying to make things difficult for me? He is not an ordinary person if he can walk 8,888 steps up. Why does he have to carry a hundred kilograms of armor? Wouldn't that cost him half his life?"
Shao Hanyue also said nervously: "Sister, don't take the risk. He is clearly trying to make you give up because he can't refuse you!"
Luo Ying sighed helplessly: "Do I have any choice? The one who is right next to me refuses to help, and the one who came from afar makes things difficult for me. At least the one who makes things difficult for me still has a glimmer of hope! If I give up, I won't be able to collect the artifact in the North Sea, which means that the Sword of Splitting the Sky cannot be refined. If the Sword of Splitting the Sky cannot be refined, the God of War cannot be resurrected. If the God of War cannot be resurrected, it means that the world cannot avoid catastrophe. So, no matter how difficult it is, this is the only choice! Otherwise, how can I save the people of the world?"
Xiang Yuandai was so angry that his face turned red, and he said angrily: "It's all Hua Yuchen's fault. Protecting the people of the world is what he should do. Why should he let you bear all this for him? Not only did he not help, but he also held you back. I'm really mad at him!"
Luo Ying sighed and said, "Forget it! Don't blame him, it's all my fault! I hurt him too badly. These hardships may be God's test for me."
Xiang Yuandai was even more angry after hearing this: "You made a mistake because you were forced by the situation. But the mistake he made against you was so irrelevant that he could ignore the overall situation! He made you suffer so much and put you in danger alone."
Luo Ying comforted Xiang Yuandai and said, "If it was him who betrayed me, I would also be in a state of panic. Just like you comforted me before, there is no right or wrong in everything in the world, it's just a matter of different standpoints and choices."
Xiang Yuandai sighed and said, "You are just too kind. You always consider others and put yourself at risk."
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