This man is rather interesting, and he is very good at talking.
In fact, Jiang Li decided to leave on a temporary basis. The route was chosen by herself after a brief inquiry. No one made the decision for her. Anyone who had hatred against her, even bloody enemies, were all dead. Possibly to deal with her. Along the way, Jiang Li didn't feel that anyone was following her. If the other party could really follow her without showing any trace, there was no need to count her.
In this way, this person who looks like a fortune teller should indeed have been in this ruined temple in the first place.
The two came here uninvited, but they did act as disturbing guests once.
In just a few words, it seemed a bit out of tune, but in fact, he conveyed his meaning perfectly, and he was not hostile to the two of them. Even people who were somewhat vigilant would easily let go of their vigilance when they saw him like this. That being the case, Jiang Li is not a murderous person, if that is the case, there is no harm in peaceful coexistence.
After hearing his words, Jiang Li felt that there seemed to be a sense of tranquility in his heart that he didn't want to get angry, and it was difficult to generate anger.
This feeling wasn't what she expected, but it wasn't annoying either.
Jiang Li glanced at Jing Wuming, his eyes shone brightly.
He nodded, put away his sword, and also his murderous intent.
For many days, they have had a tacit understanding.
Jiang Li said: "You can come out now." Since the other party expressed sincerity, she is not stingy here. Anyway, if there is something wrong at that time, with a thought, a sword will break through, and there will definitely be time. I have met so many masters so far, Jiang Li has never met anyone who can be faster than her skills.
The man shook the banner in his hand again, and then straightened up.
As Jiang Li expected, this person was wearing a Taoist crown on his head and a gray robe with several patches of different colors on it. He had a long beard on his face. He looked quite old, but his complexion was rosy and his breath was long , at first glance, the appearance is quite extraordinary. That's how it looks, carrying banners to the city to tell fortunes, and thinking about it, you can eat and drink without worrying about it, it's a shame to feel wronged to stay in the ruined temple.
He looked at Jiang Li, and after the admiration subsided, his expression was calm. To the old man who had passed the age of knowing his destiny, he seemed to have the Tao and the truth, and his beautiful appearance was already considered something outside of him. In particular, although Jiang Li has white hair, he looks extremely difficult to provoke. Arching his hands at the two, the old Taoist said, "I have seen two knights."
Before he showed up, he was still a little out of tune, but now he disappeared completely. This kind of calm attitude makes people not want to fight him. At this time, Jiang Li was sure that the strange feeling in her heart before was really due to this person.
When martial arts reach a certain level, it is not limited to simple moves and styles, but also adds intention and momentum. It refers to the artistic conception, and Qi refers to the momentum. The loneliness of Ximen Chuuxue and the mistyness of Ye Gucheng are the artistic conception; the murderous spirit of Jing Wuming is the momentum. This kind of thing is invisible, intangible, and seems mysterious, but it actually exists.
Of course Jiang Li did too. When she played "Red Dust Song", more than a thousand people turned against her. This was actually a kind of artistic conception. Although Xuefeng Bingwang flute played a certain role, but more importantly, it consumes her internal energy. Although the flute itself has a certain effect, it is impossible to achieve the same effect if someone else plays it.
The stratification of martial arts masters, the first level is limited to innate and acquired. People who are born under nature, collectively referred to as acquired, probably can only be second or third rate in the Jianghu. Anyway, they are all bottom-level people, so they are not worth mentioning. Basically, innate masters, even if they are as bad at fighting as little princesses, can be ranked second-rate, and most of them are first-rate.
However, it is also first-class, but there is a big gap. Those like Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang are considered top-notch, even Chao Gongcuo and his apprentice Mei Xun, who died in the hands of the two before, are still top-notch. The former and the latter, or even the former of the latter and the latter of the latter, are obviously not on the same level.
Although Chao Gongcuo's death was wronged, he has already surpassed his innate ability and advanced to the realm of a master. He is actually considered to be the top among the first-class, but it is a pity that he met Jiang Li. He was very conceited, if he showed all his strength at the first time, he might not be able to hold out for a few rounds, but his reckless response to Jiang Li's sword energy with his bare hands would have sealed his end.
As for Mei Xun, although he succeeded the head of the Nanhai faction, and he is a serious successor, his name is justified, but his strength is much worse. He can only be famous in the younger generation, and in a narrow range. . Known as first-class, it is because the people of the rivers and lakes gave him some face.
Above the first class, is the top master. For example, top swordsmen like Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
Even because of their age, their "seniority" is not high in the arena where seniority is considered, and even because of accumulation, their internal strength is no match for the elderly who have lived for decades and over a year, but swordsmen are a group of people who can perform miracles. Who dares to underestimate them. They are naturally well-deserved top players, even if they are only in their twenties or thirties.
The veteran who seemed to be a fortune teller in front of him, although he didn't feel any sense of oppression, and although he hadn't made a move yet, he was definitely one of the very few top masters, Jiang Li could be sure. Compared with Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng who are so sharp, he seems very restrained, but if you underestimate him because of this, you will definitely suffer a big loss.
Jing Wuming understood Jiang Li's meaning, he took a step forward, and said: "It's getting late, and the girl and I want to spend the night here, I wonder if the old man can accommodate you?" Although he is indifferent, he is not unaware of the way of life , These words are reasonable, but he doesn't like to say that's all.
The old Taoist nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "This place is not mine either. I am here alone, and I am bored. How many people are good, how many people are good? If you come, you can live here. The location is so big that it can accommodate you." It’s not a problem to live there, but the place is crude and there’s nothing there, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”
In this way, it is naturally impossible to fight.
The two walked side by side towards the collapsed statue of Mazu. Walking around from the side, I saw the old Taoist standing on the altar at this time. There was a futon not far from his feet. It looked like it was originally from the temple. There was a hole in the futon, revealing the straw , it seems that those messy straws on the ground may have fallen from other futons after they were scattered.
Next to the old Taoist is a bookcase that can be carried on his back, and a thread-bound book is spread out on the bookcase, which should be the one he was reading before. Because it was in the way, he pushed it away a little, jumped down with agility, landed not far in front of the two of them, pointed to one side and said: "Two knights, look."
Jiang Li looked at the past, only to realize that the old man was not lying. As he said, there was indeed a big opening on the right side of the back where the Mazu statue blocked it before. This is much easier to enter than the main entrance. You only need to bend down a little to get in smoothly.
"Old Taoists always come in and out here, I didn't expect you to come in through the main entrance, and I was shocked." He said with a smile.
Jiang Li and Jing Wuming didn't bring anything either, Jiang Li had a backpack, and Jing Wuming walked the world with one sword, no, influenced by Jiang Li, now they have two swords. Jing Wuming asked Jiang Li to wait for a while, he picked a choice, and cleared out a clean place, then went to the door, picked up some wood on the spot, and built a prototype of a fire, but did not light it.
After finishing all this, he said: "Subordinates go hunting some wild game and come back, girl, let's rest here." He was very relieved that Jiang Li was here alone, after all, when it comes to fighting power, Jiang Li is really fierce, if Jiang Li is not an opponent , then he is even less likely to be of any use. Of course, in his heart, he never thought about this choice at all.
Jiang Li said: "It's getting late, you go and come back quickly."
"Yes." Jing Wuming nodded, and directly drilled out of the gap with his sword in his hand.
Jiang Li sat by the firewood, meditating and recuperating.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, the old Taoist took another book and read it with relish.
Jiang Li inadvertently glanced at the cover, but saw that there were four large characters "Bao Wen Tong Lu" listed on it, followed by some small characters, but because of the angle, they couldn't see clearly. Her understanding of ancient books is limited to the Four Books and Five Classics, plus the basic ones that are particularly famous, and she doesn't know much about others. After thinking about it, she found that she had no impression, so she gave up.
Seeing this, the old Taoist seemed to have found a reason to strike up a conversation, and said, "This chivalrous man is also interested in Daozang?"
He called Jiang Li very special, even though she was a woman, she always called him a chivalrous man, not a female chivalrous man.
Jiang Li said lightly, "I'm not interested."
The old Taoist was thinking about how to answer the conversation, but when Jiang Li said this, he choked, and then said: "You don't look like you're not interested."
Jiang Li was indeed interested. She really wanted to know what this person could see and say after becoming the sister Xiu who pinched her face. There are not many things that interest her in this world, but at least at this time, this is one of them, but this does not affect her choking.
She wanted to reply, but suddenly said, "I don't know how to address it?"
The old Taoist didn't expect her to ask this question suddenly, and he was stunned for a while, as if he was thinking, before he sighed: "I'm just a man from the mountains, and I don't have much reputation. In the past, some friends called me to play mountains. It's Yanshan." Looking at his appearance, it seems that this title was not chosen casually, but it could not be his real name, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about it for so long.
Jiang Li thought that in Baiyun City, when she was entrusted to revise the prescription, she accidentally saw a medicinal herb, the common name was Jiang Li, and the other name was Chuanxiong. She has the same name, but now it is used. She said: "Playing a monkey, just call me Chuanxiong."
Seeing that Jiang Li was addressing him with an honorific title, the old Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'm not too polite, Sichuan knight."
He seemed to have misunderstood, thinking that Jiang Li's surname was Chuan.
Jiang Li didn't explain too much.
She wanted to ask about physiognomy, but suddenly found that this old Taoist who called himself Yanshan looked at her face with a look of surprise that gradually turned into disbelief. Of course it couldn't be the stunning Jiang Li's appearance, if that was the case, his reaction would be too slow.
Definitely because of looks.
Jiang Li waited to see what he would say.
The author has something to say: Xiaohonghua is missing a day, which is very uncomfortable for obsessive-compulsive disorder!
I won't click into my article page again this month, let's just stay in the background, otherwise I will feel so uncomfortable seeing a column missing.
Patients with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder are hopeless.
Stay up all night for another chapter.
There should be another update when I come back from get off work. The author’s book is about to die after three years of use. I figured it out. If I work hard to type, I can buy a new computer in about two to three months. Work hard.