Han Changsheng walked out of Yuehua Mountain from the small path with An Yuan on his back.
An Yuan looked back at Mount Yuehua and asked, "Why didn't you take me up the mountain?"
Han Changsheng chose a remote path all the way out, for fear of bumping into someone. I don't know if the people from the Yuehua faction have noticed that their senior brother and second senior brother are missing. Now that Immortal Gou has lost his memory, of course he cannot be brought back to the Yuehua Sect, otherwise his identity will be exposed.
He said: "Why go to that mountain? Your relatives and friends are not on that mountain. I will take you to find it now."
An Yuan just sneered. Han Changsheng's lie was too clumsy. He has been observing all the way, Han Changsheng is obviously afraid of meeting the people on the mountain, and they are wearing the same clothes, which means that they are disciples of a certain sect, and they are in the back of the mountain, saying that the people on the mountain are the same as It doesn't matter to them, even a seven-year-old wouldn't believe it. But An Yuan didn't expose Han Changsheng, he wanted to see what tricks this guy was up to.
Han Changsheng didn't care whether An Yuan knew something or not. In short, the most urgent task is to throw the hot potato Gou Xianjun to the old man Xuanji.
Han Changsheng came to the pavilion at the foot of Yuehua Mountain with An Yuan on his back. This is where the Japanese and Han Changsheng met the strange old man and taught the disciples of the Yunxiao sect. To his surprise, when he arrived near the pavilion, he saw a white-haired old man meditating in the pavilion, just like the scene that day. exactly the same.
This strange old man meditates in this gazebo every day? Is there anything special about this gazebo
Han Changsheng led An Yuan into the gazebo. There are still relatively few people here, he wants to put Anyuan in this gazebo first, and then go buy two hats with veils and new clothes to come back. Although he didn't want to admit it, An Yuan's face was indeed too eye-catching. It was not easy for them to wear the clothes of the disciples of the Yuehua sect, they had to change their clothes before he could take An Yuan away.
Han Changsheng walked into the gazebo. He originally thought that this strange old man would continue to meditate as before, and he didn't intend to have anything to do with the strange old man. When the sword was on his waist, his whole expression changed.
Han Changsheng had seen how powerful this strange old man was before, so he hesitated for a moment. In order not to get into trouble, he first helped An Yuan to sit down in a table style, and then pretended to be modest and went forward to salute: "I have seen the senior. Excuse the senior to rest. , I'm really sorry, this junior will leave here soon."
The old man stared at him without speaking.
Han Changsheng thought for a while and asked, "Senior, do you know the whereabouts of old man Xuanji?" He didn't know where to look for old man Xuanji, and he planned to inquire about the news along the way. Now that he met this old man, he simply asked. This old man has lived for such a long time, maybe he is well-informed and knows the whereabouts of old man Xuanji.
The strange old man's eyes were sharp: "He asked you to come to me?"
Han Changsheng was startled: Who is he? etc! Find me"? ? Is this old man?
The strange old man shot suddenly, and an eagle claw struck Han Changsheng. Han Changsheng was startled, and immediately avoided: "What are you doing?"
The strange old man didn't speak, but took out the black iron sword at Han Changsheng's waist again. Seeing that he was going to grab the sword, Han Changsheng quickly took it off and grabbed it in his hand.
The old man pressed forward step by step, constantly attacking Han Changsheng, and Han Changsheng had no choice but to fight back. The old man was really powerful, even if Han Changsheng didn't want to use his sword, he couldn't do it. After two moves, he drew his sword out of its sheath, trying to repel the old man.
Seeing that the old man had unleashed his sword, the strange old man's attack became more and more fierce, and Han Changsheng had to use all his strength to deal with it. Seeing his moves, the strange old man became more and more excited, his eyes brightened.
An Yuan sat on the side. He was covered in injuries, so it was not easy to intervene. He could only look at the two guys who were fighting for no reason in surprise.
After a while, the strange old man took a step back and stopped the battle: "Okay, okay!"
Knowing that he was no match for him, Han Changsheng didn't dare to take advantage of the victory to pursue the old man. He frowned and took a step back: "What are you doing?"
The strange old man smiled slightly and did not explain. He suddenly flicked his hand, and Han Changsheng had no time to guard against it, and he locked the acupoints. Han Changsheng looked surprised, and before he could ask again, the strange old man suddenly grabbed his collar and flew out. Han Changsheng saw An Yuan sitting aside in surprise, getting farther and farther away from him, and gradually disappeared.
After a while, the two came to a deserted forest. The strange old man finally put Han Changsheng down and unlocked his acupuncture points.
Han Changsheng straightened his collar which was torn crooked by the strange old man, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
The strange old man smiled and said: "You little boy, how can you still change your face? The last time I saw you, it was clearly not this face. Today is much more handsome than last time."
Han Changsheng was shocked. I didn't expect this old man to be so powerful that he could see through his disguise at a glance. What he didn't know was that this old man had been practicing internal energy for decades, and he had already mastered the ability to distinguish people with his internal breath. No matter what Han Changsheng's appearance was, he could see through it only by his breath.
Seeing Han Changsheng's surprised face, the old man just smiled, and didn't dwell on the topic, and said, "What's the relationship between Lan Fang and you?"
When Han Changsheng heard him talking about Lan Fang, he was taken aback again. Remembering that the old man seemed to be staring at the saber at his waist just now, he probably recognized the sword given to him by Elder Lan Fang. He thought for a while, and answered honestly: "I am the direct disciple of Elder Lan Fang."
The strange old man was stunned for a moment, and said sadly: "That's true. I just tried to test you. Your swordsmanship really has his demeanor. Unexpectedly, he accepted a personal disciple and passed the Dragon Sword to you. .Looks like he's getting old too."
Han Changsheng looked at the strange old man in surprise. Who is this strange old man? He seems to know Elder Lan Fang very well. Could it be that he is the brother who quit the Yuehua Sect that Elder Lan Fang mentioned in the past
The strange old man laughed at himself, and said: "So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I have been fighting with him for the rest of my life. Back then, I was young and frivolous, and wanted to be the number one in the world. I didn't want anything else. I only knew about practicing, and I almost fell into a madness. Decades. Up to now, there have been many talented people in the world, and not many people remember us old stubborn. I knew that the end was approaching, and I suddenly looked away, fighting and fighting. At that time, there was not even a caring person around me. If I could cherish the people around me back then, I am afraid I would not have so many regrets now... "
Han Changsheng was a little confused after hearing him talking a lot to himself: "Are you here to find Elder Lan Fang?"
The strange old man sighed, "I want to see him, but I don't have the face to see him."
The corner of Han Changsheng's mouth twitched. Why is the old man so awkward? At the beginning, he shaved all the hair on the buttocks of Gu Mingxiao's beloved cats. Gu Mingxiao was so angry that he didn't say a word to him for a month. He followed Gu Ming with a cheeky face every day. Xiao is playing tricks on the back of his ass, so he still coaxes people well. You have no face, how much is your old face worth
The strange old man looked Han Changsheng up and down, and said with a smile: "Seeing his apprentice so promising, I am very relieved. Look at your appearance, look at your breath, you are only about twenty years old this year, right? Such accomplishments are a hundred times better than ours back then."
Han Changsheng licked his lips: "Well, you don't know, is it the old man Xuanji?" As soon as the old man heard the name of the old man Xuanji just now, he took a seat by himself, and there was a limit for each bite. Could it be that...
The strange old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Didn't the old man answer you just now? It's the old man."
Han Changsheng was shocked. Damn, there's nowhere to find it when you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it! This old man is actually the old man Xuanji? ! He's actually Elder Lan Fang's younger brother? ! Fortunately, he thought it would be so difficult to find, didn't he come across it as soon as he came out of the mountain! It seems that the smelly gods are not so unreliable sometimes!
"You don't look like your deadline is approaching at all!" Han Changsheng blurted out. The old man was full of vigor and energy, and his internal energy was so strong, he thought that the old man Xuanji should be lying on the bed and moaning weakly. How could this old man look like he was going to die? !
The old man Xuanji shook his head: "If you know how to observe Qi, you will know that my life is not long. When I was young, I was eager for quick success and quick profit, and I did not hesitate to go astray. Now my internal organs are already rotten. If I didn't rely on a breath of true energy to hold me back, I would have passed away about three to five days ago. It's time to drive west."
Han Changsheng looked at the old man Xuanji in disbelief.
The old man Xuanji continued: "When I was dying, I looked back on the past and realized that I was wrong. I obviously cared, but I wanted that person to look at me more, so I insisted on defeating him, wasting my life. In fact, for those who care Why do you have to fight so hard, accompany him and be good for him, these are the only things that are true. It's a pity that I didn't understand until now."
Han Changsheng said cautiously: "Then you came here because you want to see Elder Lan Fang again?"
The old man Xuanji smiled and said: "At first I thought about it, but when I got here, I became timid. I don't want him to see me like this, and I don't want to make him feel bad. There is another reason. I have practiced for decades. Kong has a whole body of skill, but has no disciples. I want to benefit future generations, and I will not live my life in vain. Back then, I had a relationship with the Yuehua Sect, so I wanted to come to the Yuehua Sect to pick a disciple of Linghui Pass all your internal energy to him."
Han Changsheng gasped. From just now, he felt that something was wrong, and now he finally remembered. This guy is the mysterious old man! According to the destiny written by the Immortal of Fate, the old man Xuanji will transfer all his internal energy to Anyuan before he dies. This is a turning point in Anyuan's life! But since just now, the old man Xuanji has never looked at An Yuan at all! It's as if they don't know each other! What exactly is going on!
The old man Xuanji looked at Han Changsheng fixedly: "I stayed at the foot of the Yuehua Sect for a few days, and I happened to meet your Yuehua Sect disciples going down the mountain to eliminate demons. I have seen almost all the young disciples. All your life Among the younger brothers, only you and the child who is with you today are talented and won my heart. You came from afar that day, but I actually like that child more. He is more stable than you, but until you stand up for the old man , When teaching those little kids who don't know what to do, the old man feels that he appreciates your passion even more."
Han Changsheng's jaw almost hit the ground. No, this misunderstanding is a bit big, I'm not trying to save you, don't be so self-indulgent, okay? !
The old man Xuanji said: "I just found out today that you are actually Lan Fang's direct disciple. This old man is even more convinced that the old man has not misunderstood the person. This old man has always had a regret in his life, that is, he should not have argued with Lan Fang. Now you have him I will pass on my internal strength to you, which can be regarded as making up for this regret."
Han Changsheng backed away in fright: "I won't... wait..."
Before Han Changsheng could finish his refusal, the old man Xuanji pressed his shoulders and tapped a few acupuncture points on his body with his fingers. Han Changsheng's legs became weak and he fell to the ground. The old man Xuanji pulled his shoulders, adjusted his posture, and sat down behind him.
The warm internal force slowly entered Han Changsheng's body.
Ten thousand words of complaints flooded into Han Changsheng's mind at the same time, and he didn't know which sentence to start from. However, the constant influx of internal energy made his limbs extremely comfortable, and he gradually relaxed.
The author has something to say: Thanks to Lingtangzhi X2, Yuemingya X3, temperX11, Zhizhi X2, Lonely Purple's Landmine~
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