Chapter 127: Dugu Qiubai

What Han Xu held in his hand was a piece of parchment with no features.

But when he looked at the parchment, his eyes seemed to be glowing, filled with various emotions such as shock, confusion, absurdity, etc.

Nishang had never seen Han Xu lose his composure before.

Driven by curiosity, she walked to Han Xu and took a look at the contents on the parchment.

But after she read it, she fell into doubts.

In Nishang's view, the person who could make Han Xu lose his composure in such shock was definitely not an ordinary person.

She had guessed that it was a peerless skill, or a magic weapon, or even a treasure map.

But after seeing it, Nishang found that it was not what she thought.

There were only some strange symbols on the parchment. Ni Chang had never seen any of these symbols, but she could guess that they were written by someone.

Each stroke was filled with extremely sharp sword intent. Nishang just glanced at it and felt her eyes stinging, and she had to turn her head away quickly.

"Master, what is this?" Nishang couldn't understand, so she had to ask Han Xu.

"Master?"

Nishang shouted several times before Han Xu heard her voice.

"What did you just say?"

Nishang couldn't help but be even more surprised when she saw that Han Xu was still absent-minded, so she became even more eager to know what the strange symbols on the parchment were.

"Master, what is this? You are so distracted." Nishang had no choice but to repeat the question.

"These are the words left by a peerless strong man." Han Xu said. Until now, his eyes were still full of disbelief.

"What did the strong man leave behind?" Nishang became even more confused, "But Nishang doesn't recognize any of the symbols on it."

"Haha, of course you don't recognize it. The writing on it is called Chinese."

"Chinese?" Nishang asked, "Nishang has never heard of the term Chinese."

"Of course you haven't heard of it. This is a dialect. It's normal for you not to know." Han Xu said.

Yes, the words used on the parchment were in Chinese, so Han Xu was so shocked.

This proves that besides him, there may be other people in this world who have also traveled through time.

But this was not what shocked Han Xu the most. After all, if he could have adventures, so could others. What really made him feel incredible was the above paragraph, and more specifically, the person who wrote it.

Nishang asked: "Master, can you understand Chinese?"

"Of course, very familiar, smooth as silk." Han Xu was a little excited.

Nishang couldn't help but admire him, the young master really knew everything.

"Do you want to know what's written on it?" Han Xu asked. He was very excited now and needed someone to talk to and share.

Nishang was already curious, but if Han Xu didn't take the initiative, she would be embarrassed to ask. Now that Han Xu took the initiative, she naturally nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then let me read it to you."

After finishing speaking, Han Xu cleared his throat and read: "I have been in the rivers and lakes for more than three hundred years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes. The world is no longer able to resist. I have no choice but to raise my sword to ask the sky. However, the way of heaven is lacking. The sacred bridge is cut off, even if there is an invincible sword, it is difficult to see the flowers on the other side.”

After listening to Han Xu's recitation, Nishang seemed to see a peerless swordsman appearing in front of him. The world's masters were like ants in his eyes. He was invincible, but at the same time, he was extremely lonely, because no one in the world was qualified to let him use the sword.

This passage may just let Nishang see a lonely invincible swordsman, but for Han Xu, it is of great significance.

Because this passage was extremely familiar to him, especially the first few sentences, which were very similar to those written by an invincible swordsman in the classic novel he had read in his previous life.

The most important thing is that the person who wrote this paragraph is exactly the same as the name that appeared in Han Xu's mind when he read the first half of this paragraph.

Nishang asked: "Who is this senior?"

"His name is."

"Dugu."

"Seek defeat."

"Dugu Qiubai, such a lonely name." Just hearing this name, Nishang felt a surge of admiration in her heart.

What kind of romantic person he is to deserve such a name.

Just the remaining sword energy in the handwriting can force Han Xu to go all out. Nishang wants to ask, does such a master really exist in this world?

In Chinese, plus the name, plus almost the same tone and sentence formation, Han Xu could be sure that this Dugu Qiubei was the Dugu Qiubei in the novel he had read in his previous life.

I just don’t know how a character in a novel can really exist in this world.

In the past, Han Xu had wondered whether he had traveled to the world in novels, because he had downloaded many exercises. The names and effects of these exercises were the same as those described in the novels, such as the Zongyun Ladder in Wudang Mountain.

But now, Han Xu can be sure that this is a real world, not a fiction as he thought before.

The flowers, plants, fish, insects, mountains, lakes and seas here are all real, and everyone here is of flesh and blood.

The most important thing is that Han Xu has someone he cares about in this world. Only in the real world can there be such a luxury as love.

"Since I can travel through time, why can't the people in the book come to the real world?" Suddenly, Han Xu thought of a possibility.

It's just that there is no point in worrying about these now. He has never met any of the characters in those books alive.

Perhaps only when one's strength reaches a certain level will one be qualified to explore these secrets.

"This world is becoming more and more interesting. Since Dugu Qiubai can come, will there be other people who have come here?" Han Xu was actually looking forward to meeting those characters he had been fascinated by.

"Master, is there nothing else besides this sentence?"

"Nothing else."

Nichang was disappointed when she heard it: "Three million taels, just in exchange for one sentence?"

Although Nichang knew that this Dugu Qiubai was very powerful, what was the use of it? After all, he was not from the same era.

And except for this sentence, nothing else was left, let alone inheritance, even if there were some treasure maps, there was nothing.

Nichang kept scolding Dugu Qiubai for being stingy in her heart.

But Han Xu said: "For me, the value of this sentence is far more than three million."

"Even, it is worth a thousand gold."

Nichang was shocked, but she felt that Han Xu must have his reasons for attaching so much importance to it.

Perhaps, she could practice from the sword intent left by the handwriting or something else, but her realm was too low to guess her master's thoughts.

Han Xu put the parchment back into the box and put it away. He thought, since Dugu Qiubai had been to this world, he must have left something behind.

Because in the memory of the previous life, the magic sword and swordsmanship left by Dugu Qiubai in the novel made two peerless masters.

"If Dugu Qiubai left something in this world, it can only be in the sword domain."