Inside the tent, it was very clean. On a table in the center there were fresh fruits and vegetables. The slovenly old man squeezed a piece into his mouth, patted off the lid of a pot of wine next to him, and raised his head violently. After taking a sip, he said, "Good wine, really good wine!"
After tasting a few more cakes, he lay comfortably on the chair, with a strange smile on his old face, "The leader of the martial arts? It's interesting..."
Reaching out for a fragrant whole chicken on the table, he saw on the other side of the table, an old man held up the chicken leg, bit it twice, shook his head and said, "It's not too hot, it's a waste", and stretched out his hand again. to the other.
The slovenly old man's muddy eyes suddenly burst into two clumps of light, and his whole demeanor changed completely.
As early as more than ten years ago, his martial arts had reached the state of perfection, which is what people in the martial arts call the realm of a master, but unconsciously, he made people approach him, even if the other party was also a master. If you can't do this, the scene in front of you is really weird.
He looked at the old man with half-closed eyes, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"
The old man put down the chicken leg in his hand, looked up at him, yawned, and asked, "What's your name... Xiaoguai Xu?"
"Xu... little monster?" The sloppy old man was called "Old Monster Xu" by people in the world because of his strange behavior.
"Old man, you are courting death!"
Before he finished speaking, an afterimage appeared in the void in front of him, and it appeared at the throat of the strange old man opposite him in an instant.
The next moment, looking at the hand clasped around his wrist, as dry as bark, the hideous expression on the scruffy old man's face froze.
"Old thing?" The old man on the opposite side wiped his hands, opened his half-closed eyes, and asked looking at the sloppy old man.
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Ruyi tugged at Li Yi's sleeve and said, "You don't need to look for Mr. Second, the second uncle may have found a place to sleep, and he will come out when the martial arts competition officially starts."
"Why do you think Second Uncle fell asleep so much?" Li Yi was very curious about this.
Ruyi smiled, and said, "Second Uncle's kung fu is like that, so don't be surprised."
Li Yi asked in surprise, "Could it be the sleeping fist?"
"What kind of fist is Sleeping Fist?" Ruyi looked at him and asked.
"It's not important..." Li Yi shook his head and asked, "Why do you need to sleep for so long? According to Lao Fang, the second uncle has slept like this for half his life."
"It's called Turtle Breathing Kung Fu." Ruyi explained, "Second Uncle looks like he's sleeping, but he's actually practicing Kung Fu all the time."
Li Yi always felt that the name "Guixi Gong" was a bit familiar, until he thought of the unpleasant face of old man Chang, and finally searched for some information in his mind.
Turtle Breathing Kung Fu can increase skill in sleep, and it can be practiced faster than other people's normal practice. A person who practices Turtle Breathing Kung Fu may not be surprised in terms of moves, but as he grows older, the degree of vigor of the internal force is Can scare people to death.
What's more, if you practice this kind of kung fu, you can really live like a tortoise and easily pass the 100-year-old mark.
Li Yi can understand this point. When a person sleeps, the metabolism in the body will drop to an extremely low level. The same reason should be the same for hibernation in science fiction movies.
In this way, it is very likely that I can't survive my second uncle
This is a bit too hurtful, Li Yi shook his head, that kind of tortoise breath work, you must get it, and find out all the methods of making chicken when you go back, three meals a day are not the same, and the second uncle vomits after eating, you have to eat it Tortoise breath work learned...
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"Ex, senior, it's this junior who has blind eyes, and I still hope that senior will forgive me!" In a certain tent, the slovenly old man stood there straight, with his head bowed, his voice trembling.
The old man sitting at the table picked up the chicken leg just now and said, "Did you see that Taoist nun outside just now?"
"Look, I see." Thinking of the Taoist nun who made him aware of the danger, the slovenly old man nodded immediately.
The old man asked lazily: "Wait a while and if she comes on stage, do you know what to do?"
The slovenly old man showed embarrassment, and said: "Senior, then, that Taoist nun is very powerful, so she should also..."
Halfway through the conversation, seeing the half-closed eyes of the terrifying senior seemed to be about to open, the slovenly old man trembled, and immediately said: "Don't worry, senior, this junior will tie that Taoist nun to senior's room tonight. Let the seniors down."
"What?" The old man looked up at him.
The sloppy old man was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Then, what does senior mean..."
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At the door of the tent, the second uncle patted the scruffy old man on the shoulder, and said, "Little monster, as a master master, you must have a bit of backbone, you will be looked down upon by others..."
Hearing this, the slovenly old man felt a rush of blood in his chest.
backbone
Just now, the martial arts that he has worked so hard to practice all his life were almost abolished. What a shame!
If he couldn't beat the old monster in front of him, he would have torn apart the old bone in front of him long ago.
But at this moment, the dignified master can only say with a smile: "Senior, the antidote..."
"Once you finish the matter, I will naturally give you the antidote." The old man said lightly, and then slowly left with his hands behind his back, staggering on his feet, as if he was about to die.
But only the sloppy old man knew that if he really regarded him as an old man with half a foot in the coffin, even the grandmaster would suffer a big fall.
He even had some doubts at the moment, did he really reach the realm of a master? The realm of a master has already reached the top in the martial arts world. It is hard to find an opponent, even at the same realm. Only then did he realize what the real destruction is.
Although his major in martial arts takes a feminine path, he is not famous for his internal strength, but there is a gap between masters and masters, and how far can they go, but in the short moment of internal strength competition just now, Like a river colliding with the sea, it collapses when it touches it...
It has to be said that after decades of wandering in the rivers and lakes, some concepts or beliefs in his heart collapsed at that moment.
He licked his lips, but there was still a hint of sweetness left. The thing he was forced to eat just now did not taste like poison.
However, the more colorless and tasteless, the more violent the toxicity, as for the extremely bitter and sweet...
He stretched out his hand to touch a certain place between his ribs, and there was still some dull pain. This is where the toxin gathered. If he didn't get the antidote by this time tomorrow, even a master master would die from the poison.
The slovenly old man's face darkened, he glanced at the direction where the Taoist nun left just now, and turned back to the tent.
If he had known that he would encounter such an old monster today, he would not have watched the excitement, but such an expert would not have lied to him about the poison, and perhaps he would have a chance of survival only if he fought that Taoist nun.
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"Second uncle, are you back?"
Li Yi saw the old man walking in from the outside with his hands behind his back, pointed to the table in front of him, and said, "Here are two chicken legs, which are still warm."
The second uncle waved his hand and said, "Leave it alone, the old man will go to sleep first, don't call me for nothing."
Afterwards, he lay down on the simple bed in the tent, and snoring sounded the next moment.
Li Yi was surprised that the second uncle could resist the temptation of chicken legs, and glanced over there. The quality of sleep is really enviable...