"you?!"
The eccentric old man immediately stepped back two or three steps, stared at Xia Ya with wide eyes up and down for a long time, and then the old guy's eyes became more and more hot, looking at Xia Ya's appearance , almost drooling - this look made Xia take two steps back, looking at the old man, and slandered in his heart: This old man is also a rabbit, right? Damn, including that dead bastard Bonfret, it's not a good thing when I meet a rabbit...
(Bonfret crouches in the corner of Jiuquan and draws circles... )
"Not bad... Really good..." The old man muttered to himself, looking at his appearance, he was almost drooling, wishing he could stretch out his hand and squeeze Xiaya's cheeks!
This time, it was Xia Ya's turn to step back, staring at the old guy: "Hey, you... what are you trying to do?"
The old man was woken up by Xia Ya's words, he glanced at Xia Ya, and suddenly straightened his back. This old guy looks sloppy, his clothes are not gray, his hair is gray, and his face is wrinkled. If he is thrown into the crowd, he will not be able to find it. But at this moment, he suddenly straightened his back, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed! The whole person suddenly exudes unparalleled power!
Standing in front of him, Xia Ya immediately felt the strong oppressive aura coming towards him, like the raging waves of the sea! He was so overwhelmed that his heart jumped wildly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back before he managed to calm down.
The old man became a little more serious, and the confused old man who was squatting with Xia and looking at the ants just now was swept away. His aura was just like that, and his whole body was filled with a sharp and compelling aura, like a scabbard. General sword! Impressive!
"Little guy, do you know who I am?!" The old man smiled proudly with his eyes flashing.
Xia shook her head.
"Humph!" This old fellow has the demeanor of a grandmaster, and said lightly: "In the past, people on this continent would tremble when they heard Lao Tzu's name! If it was someone else, they would kneel in front of me and lick my toes, and ask Lao Tzu to teach me. He does one trick and a half, and it also depends on whether Lao Tzu is in a happy mood! Hum hum hum... Let me tell you, Lao Tzu has a nickname, he is called 'War Intent Sword Saint'! On the mainland it is known as 'War Intent Sword Saint' Aslan is me!"
After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Xia Ya with arrogant and reserved eyes. He thought that because of his prestige, no one was not famous in the past. This little guy knelt on the ground and made a plea, and immediately became respectful to himself. fit perfectly
But I didn't expect that this guy Xia Ya is really a local turtle... He came out of the mountains and came to this world for a full year, but it took less than a year. Where have you heard about the fame of the Sword Saint and the King of Swords? Even the fame of God Emperor Odin, Merlin and others were all encountered in their previous experiences and encounters, and they only came to know after hearing people talk about them.
As for what "War Intent Sword Saint" Aslan... Damn! What kind of onion is this old thing? cut!
So Xia Ya looked indifferent, still staring straight at the old guy... This look made the old man of Battle Intent Sword Saint very unhappy.
"Hey! Boy, don't you tremble when you hear my old man's name? Aha! You must be so scared, right? Come, come, come and salute my old man, just look at your adoptive mother For the sake of it, I don't care about the rudeness with you..."
Xiaya seemed to be stunned, looked at Aslan, and coughed: "Uh... I'm sorry, I'll interrupt first. Listening to your tone, are you famous? Are you a big celebrity?"
"..." The old man's forehead burst into blue veins, holding back his anger: "... Of course! When I was famous all over the world, you were not born yet!"
"Oh..." Xia nodded as if dumbfounded: "Then... According to what you mean, you must be very powerful?"
"Hahaha!" Yaslan laughed wildly: "I am known as the Sword Saint. In this world, if I call myself the second in swordsmanship, who would dare to call myself the first!"
Xia Ya said "um", then frowned: "Then... Are you the number one powerhouse in the world?"
No. 1 in the world…
The word came out of Xia Ya's mouth, and the old swordsman was like a balloon that had been punctured. His momentum suddenly collapsed, and his eyes were a little embarrassed: "That...the first..."
He finally sighed and shook his head: "The way of martial arts is a long way... Although I am quite confident, I can't afford to be the first name."
Xia pursed his lips - this expression made the old man's unhappiness suddenly increase by 30%.
"Then... Can you beat Odin God Emperor Hannigan? Thor?" Xia looked innocent.
"...I can't beat..." The old man gritted his teeth secretly.
"Oh... I can't beat it. So... Can you beat Saint Laurent Garros?" Char looked innocent.
The old man's aura was reduced by another three points: "... This... also, I can't beat it."
"Oh, I can't beat it again. Then... Can you beat my adoptive mother Merlin?" Xiaya looked innocent.
The old man vomited blood secretly: "This... also, it seems to be a little too close."
"Oh, I still can't beat it. Then..." Xia Ya sighed: "My adoptive mother is worse than you, I might as well learn art from her, why should I recognize you as a teacher? You will give me a reason to see when you arrive. "
The old guy almost didn't bite his teeth, he hesitated for a long time, and then said: "That... I see your body shape, it should be the way of martial arts, although your foster mother is powerful, but after all, she is the magical way of cultivation, so it may not be It's suitable for training you... My old man's swordsmanship is not inferior to anyone in the world! Even Hannigan Thor, the god emperor of Odin, admits that he is not as good as me in swordsmanship."
When Xia Ya heard this, there was a hint of shyness on her face, as if it was harmless to humans and animals, and then she said lightly: "Sword skills? I'm sorry... I practice an axe."
Aslan: "..."
This time, no matter how well-mannered this Battle Intent Sword Saint was, he finally couldn't help but burst out. The old man was furious and shouted, "Boy, are you kidding me with cheap words!! Begging for a beating!"
He stopped drinking, and the voice suddenly exploded in Xia Ya's ear like a spring thunder! When Xia Ya was drunk by this sound, her whole body trembled and she was dizzy! Seeing that the old man suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him, Xia Ya felt a powerful force lift him directly, and when he was in the air, his eyes darkened and he fainted.
Before falling into a coma, Xia Ya couldn't help muttering: "If you say it, hit someone... Shameless... "
…
Xia himself can't remember how many times he has experienced this kind of experience: waking up from a coma.
In fact, this kind of taste is really uncomfortable. When you wake up from a coma, generally people are dizzy, and there is still a faint pain in the brain, a feeling of headache, just like a hangover, not waking up, waking up. When I came, my whole body was sore, and I felt that my whole body was in a daze.
As soon as he woke up, he sat up immediately, then looked around and was stunned.
At this moment, the sky is full of stars, and a waning moon hangs in the foreground. It's just that the weather is good tonight, there are no clouds in the sky, and the stars and moonlight are quite bright.
When Xiaya sat up, it was natural to find that he was no longer in the city.
This is clearly a place in an unknown wilderness. There was a small forest around, and there was a sound of owls chirping in the woods.
The night wind was blowing, bringing a hint of coolness, and after taking a deep breath, there was a smell of soil and grass in the nose.
As soon as Xia Ya sat up, she saw about less than ten meters beside him. The old guy was sitting there with his hands playing with something. After looking closely, Xia Ya could see that it was actually two fat hares. The old guy is skinning and cleaning his prey.
Xia Ya rubbed his head hard and looked at the old man: "Hey, you... Is this a kidnapping?"
The old guy turned his head and glanced at Xia Ya: "Huh, woke up? It's a little later than I expected. You are born tall, why is your body so weak? It took so long to wake up... Alas, in the future you will Cultivating with me requires a lot of hard work. I have to train you well, so that you can strengthen your physique to a sufficient level... I didn't expect you, a guy with such a good understanding, to have such a good physique in vain. , it's really a trivial thing..."
When Xia heard this, she was instantly furious, thinking that before I got hurt, everyone said that I was a monster with a strong constitution... If it weren't for Merlin...
He took a breath, looked at the old guy, and said nothing.
The old man finished the things in his hand and said, "I'm waiting for you until I'm hungry, come here, have some dinner, and when you are full, you can worship me as a teacher. I have no genre, and I am myself. Cultivation has come to this day, so there are no rules. You kneel down carelessly and beg me to accept you as an apprentice, and then I pretend to refuse, you come to me again, beg three or five times, and I will accept you again—this is considered a courtesy. Bar."
Xia Ya didn't bother to pay attention to the old guy's self-talk, got up and walked to him, looking at the game in his hand, suddenly came out a sentence: "You are doing this wrong."
"… ah? What?"
Xia Ya sighed: "This rabbit meat should be rubbed vigorously first, so that all the tendons in the meat will be smashed, so that the roasted taste will not be too old. Also, you need to use some seasoning to spread it inside and out to make it even. It's delicious when you make it."
Saying that, he simply stretched out his hand and took two rabbits from the old guy's hand, rubbed it hard in his hand for a while, and then looked at the old guy again: "Is there any seasoning?"
The old man looked like a guy who lived in the wild at that time. He lifted his robe and took out a small packet of various condiments. There was no shortage of sauces, salt and the like.
Xia Ya looked at it, but frowned: "Only this? Well, it seems that you have no luck. For this, my craftsmanship can only be used for less than half."
Saying that, he poured out the seasoning and carefully rectified it.
After a while, he asked the old guy again, "It's time for a fire, do you have an axe or a knife? Get some firewood."
The old man glanced at Xia Ya, as if he was hesitating to speak, but finally took out a small knife from his waist and handed it to Xia Ya: "This is the only one."
Xiaya glanced at Aslan: "Didn't you say you are a Sword Saint? You always have a sword, right?"
The old man suddenly stared: "Nonsense! How can I easily unsheath my Aslan's sword! Unsheathing must be killing people in blood! How can I get you to chop wood!"
Xia Ya pouted and muttered in a low voice, "You guys have so many rules..."
He held the knife in his hand, and after weighing it a few times, he ran to the side and cut some branches, then sat there and cut the branches into sections with the knife...
When Xia Ya was chopping wood, the old man saw his movements. Every time Xia Ya cut down, it seemed to have a strange rhythm and a profound artistic conception. , with a slight slash, the firewood will fall in line with it... Xia's movements are free and free, full of freehand feelings.
The old man looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but praise: "Yes! Your technique of chopping wood is extraordinary! It seems that I underestimated you before, although you are a little weaker, but with this skill, your understanding is obviously better than mine. Expect even higher!"
Xia split for a while, but suddenly remembered Adeline - he had cut a wooden flower and gave it to her...
Alas, she ran away again, would she be worried
(In Denzel City, the angry General Green was furious, cursing the irresponsible coach who disappeared indiscriminately...)
The fire quickly rose, and Xiaya's barbecue skills were naturally extraordinary. Under his conditioning, the two hares were fragrant in a short while. Xiang, couldn't help but praise again and again: "Good craftsmanship! Really good craftsmanship! Just this smell is ten times stronger than what I made by myself! Haha, it seems that I will have good luck in the future!"
As he said that, he was about to reach out and grab it, and Xia patted his hand with the knife: "I'm not familiar with it!"
The back of the knife was patted, but Aslan's palm suddenly flashed, and Xiaya naturally patted it empty.
Xia Ya was almost instinctive, and subconsciously changed the back of the blade to the blade, and cut back. Although the speed was not fast, both the angle and the rhythm made Aslan's eyes light up, and he couldn't help but let out a "Yi".
Immediately, Aslan turned his palms again, and his palms suddenly seemed to turn into several shadows. Xiaya changed his moves again, and the blade turned into the tip of the blade and stabbed in the afterimages directly...
I saw that one of them used a knife and the other with a hand. In the blink of an eye, they each changed seven or eight ways, but no one touched the other.
The old man finally laughed, withdrew his hand, and took a closer look. There was already one of the two rabbits that was grilling in his hand.
He wasn't afraid of being hot, so he held it in his hands so greasy, and laughed: "Boy, you just used your knife to chop wood, right? It's beautiful!"
Xia Ya was stunned by herself!
When he shot just now, his mind was completely empty, without any distractions. He just thought about not letting this old guy steal something, so he made the shot subconsciously. The old guy changed his gestures, and he naturally followed with a knife... As a result, he didn't have time to think about it in his mind, but he didn't know why, so he subconsciously used the technique of chopping wood—in the past, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't achieve this natural feeling of freehand brushwork.
Now being reminded by the old guy, Xi Ya suddenly woke up, and after thinking about it carefully, he also felt that in the process of his shot just now, the frequency and rhythm of the action, the angle of the shot, the changing position... almost all of them were smooth and natural to the extreme!
Even before he was not injured, his strength was countless times better than he is now, but the smooth and freehand shot, this natural feeling, is absolutely impossible!
After he stayed by himself, he suddenly became a little excited, he couldn't help but stabbed the knife out again, flipping his palm a few times...
But this time, Xia Ya had the idea of "doing it well" in his heart, but the shot was not as smooth and natural as before. Under his intention, the strength and speed were higher than before, but the smooth and freehand style The feeling, but it is impossible to grasp.
After a few tries, he was disappointed and sighed.
Aslan watched from the side, as if he had seen something, and smiled lightly: "The water is overflowing... It seems that your understanding and realm are high enough, but you still lack an opportunity to break through. It was just water just now. When you are full of yourself, the insights you have accumulated for many days are only revealed at this moment, but this feeling can be met with something you cannot ask for. If you deliberately look for it, you will not find it. Boy... Actually you It's already standing on the threshold, it's just the last step."
Saying that, the old guy opened his mouth and bit into the rabbit's flesh fiercely, but in the next moment, his face suddenly changed wildly, he screamed in pain, and quickly threw the rabbit out, sticking out his tongue to grab it with his hands.
Xia Ya looked at it and smiled: "I said that you can't eat it now, no, it's hot, right? Even if you have practiced martial arts, your hands are not afraid of being hot, but I only heard that some people practiced their palms as hard as iron, but I've never heard of anyone who can train their tongue to be as hard as iron. Hahahaha..."
In the darkness of the night, the old man's screams of pain and Xia Ya's laughter were heard. The two voices fused together, but they were rather harmonious.
…
After a while, Xi Ya took off the remaining roasted rabbit, cut it gently, let the heat in the rabbit's meat escape for a while, and then took a bite. , Xiaya's mouth is full of fragrance.
The old man Aslan sat on the side, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, fidgeting, and after a while, he heard the drum-like cry from the old man's stomach. He just looked at Xia. A humiliating act of asking for food.
Finally, after Xiaya ate the little half-rabbit, he looked at the old guy: "Are you hungry?"
"Nonsense, when I received news from Merlin, I came from a long distance. I have traveled at least 20,000 miles, running all the way, where can I have time to eat..." When the old guy spoke, his eyes stared ridiculously straight The rabbit meat in Char's hands.
"Forget it, you're staring at me like that, and I'm not eating well." Xia tore off half of the food and handed it to Aslan: "Just treat me as an old man."
Yaslan laughed, took it, took a bite, and then puffed up his cheeks, shouting again and again: "Good good! Good taste!!"
He closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, suddenly opened his eyes, and his face changed: "Yi? The taste of this thing you made is so familiar to me? It seems that I have eaten this delicious thing many years ago, but ...that thing is not made by you ... but the taste is very similar."
He suddenly seemed to remember something and stared at Xia Ya: "Who did you learn your skill at roasting game from?"
Xia Ya knew in his heart and knew what the old man was referring to—the last time he went to Wildfire Town, Xia Ya already knew that Aunt Sofia, who had watched her grow up, was absolutely extraordinary, and her adoptive father, Merlin and others were probably the same. Monster-level masters.
What kind of fighting swordsman is in front of me, I am afraid that it is also one of the old monsters. It is not surprising to know Aunt Sofia.
Xia Ya smiled: "I learned all my cooking skills from Aunt Sofia... Oh, don't you know who Aunt Sofia is? I seem to hear Merlin call her 'Sophia', um, yes, it's 'Su Fei' Fei, do you know the name?"
Unexpectedly, after listening to Xia Ya's words, old Aslan's face suddenly changed wildly, his hand shook, the game also fell to the ground, his mouth grew, and he looked straight at Xia Ya, after a while, He suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Sophie! Sophie!! Do you know Sophie?! Ah! No wonder what you make tastes so similar! Did you learn from her? Tell me quickly, she Where is it?! Hurry up and speak up!!"
Seeing the anxious look of the old man, Xiaya was stunned and opened his mouth wide... But he thought to himself: Yi? This old guy is like being stepped on his tail... Looking at this, did he have an affair with Aunt Sofia
Grandma, why is the relationship between these old perverts so complicated
Thinking about it carefully, old Merlin loves my adoptive father, but my adoptive father seems to have a good relationship with Aunt Sofia. Aunt Sofia likes God Emperor Odin, and God Emperor Odin... seems to like Adeline's mother...
my day!
Now there is this "War Intent Sword Saint", and when he hears Aunt Sofia's name, his eyes light up like a stallion in heat...
"Cough cough..." Xia Ya looked at the old man: "You... know Aunt Sofia?"
"It's Sophie!!" Aslan took a deep breath: "Tell me, where is she now??! I haven't heard from her for many years... I, I... "
Xia Ya looked at him, sighed suddenly, and then smiled deliberately: "I know where she is... However, she is married and has two or three children... You really want to see him Is it?"
As soon as the old man heard this, he suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly, "What?! Married?? Children, have two or three children born?! Hell!! Who is she married to? Who is it? Could it be? Is he married to that guy Odin God Emperor?! No, no, that guy doesn't like Sophie... So who is he married to? I think... Among the top ten powerhouses in the world, the old drunk is not counted... Others It seems that there is no one but me..."
"She didn't marry a strong man." Xia Ya shook his head: "It's just a small owner of an ordinary tavern in a small town, and he only has one eye and one golden tooth..."
When the old man heard this, his whole body froze, staring at Xiaya, motionless, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word: "..."