The dumb old man's movements were really slow.
He even flies much slower than ordinary monks.
As Mr.'s old servant, no one knows how old he is. I have been slowing down for so many years, and it has been carved into my bones, and slowing down has already become a living habit.
Or, could it be his nature
Ping Shanhai is not a person without tolerance. As the sword holder of Yijian Mountain, he has been waiting in mid-air when he sees that the sword-questioner has not shown up for a long time.
He waited and waited, and finally saw a hunchbacked figure slowly flying towards this side.
The dumb old man holds his crutch in his right hand and a small lantern in his left.
Since he didn't go to the back mountain before he came, what was inside the little lantern was not the magic firefly on the back mountain, but a small red candle.
The elderly seem to like to carry a small lantern at night.
It's like an old servant in the mundane world always carries a lantern at night to illuminate the master or young master at home.
Maybe he also knew that he was late, and he raised the corners of his mouth very slowly, showing an embarrassed smile, expressing his apology.
Outside Jieyin Peak, including Ping Shanhai, no one expected that Mozong would send an old man this time.
A few years ago, the person who participated in the sword questioning on behalf of the Mozong was obviously a cold Taoist nun. She was very thin and indifferent, and she didn't say a word.
I heard that she is the second disciple of Mr. Yanli and the younger sister of Yanli. With a wooden sword, defeat the opponent.
It seems that as long as Yan Li is closed to death, she will be the number one sword cultivator in the world.
Both of the two sword sects felt that the woman who came this time was still the woman who looked like a Taoist nun. Who would have thought that it would be a slow old man.
In fact, even the disciples of the Demon Sect on the Jieyin Peak were a little confused.
Isn't this the mountain guard at the foot of the Tibetan mountain
Was the dumb old man a sword repairman
Except for everyone in Houshan and Shen Yan and others, even the inner disciples don't know the specific identity of the old man. They don't know that Mr. once had such an old servant. In the earliest time, he was Mr.'s little bookboy.
They also didn't know that Yan Li, the founder of the Demon Sect, was brought up by him alone.
They only know that this old man controls the seal of the Tibetan mountain, and without his permission, disciples climbing the mountain cannot enter.
He seems to be the guardian of the Tibetan mountain. He is guarding the mountain and the tomb.
Of course, no one regarded him as an ordinary old man. After all, the dumb old man was already so old decades ago, and he will still look the same decades later.
It's just that everyone is a little unexpected, is there such a slow sword repairer in the world
As for the people on the hillside, they were even more puzzled.
Looking at the dumb old man, Ping Shanhai also had doubts in his heart.
But since this person is a representative sent by the Mozong, Ping Shanhai will not be careless. Seeing that the other party was still an old man of unknown age, he even bowed to the old man in the air.
Hold the sword in both hands, performing the ceremony of holding the sword.
The dumb old man lifted the little lantern up with a smile, indicating that there is no need to be polite.
Then, he pointed to his mouth, and waved his hand in the air, indicating that he was dumb and could not speak.
He seemed to be just a gentle and kind old man.
After finishing this action, he gave Ping Shanhai a puzzled look, as if asking: "Can we start?"
Ping Shanhai nodded, and the questioning of swords began at this moment!
He moved, the Excalibur was unsheathed, and the sword was drawn!
The old man also moved, and he only moved when the sword energy was very close to him.
Many people are wondering where his sword is, but they don't know that the crutch in his hand is his sword.
And his movements are very similar to those of Ping Shanhai, but slightly different.
On Jieyin Peak, Lin Chan's eyes lit up slightly.
She has seen this trick before!
It is also a sword drawing style!
Before she climbed the Tibetan mountain, the dumb old man taught her this sword, and she deeply remembered it in her heart.
Today, the dumb old man used this sword seriously in front of her.
It looks slow, but it's really fast.
There was no sword qi flying out, and there was no earth-shattering performance. It was as if the old man lifted up the crutch by chance, and the crutch hit the sword qi by chance, and then saved it by chance.
No one would think it was a coincidence, however.
This was Ping Shanhai's sword that defeated the half of the sword energy in the mountain!
But this old man with a hunchback and a small lantern was able to resolve it so easily and casually.
Even from the beginning to the end, the little lantern in his left hand didn't even shake!
Lu Xun watched from the sidelines, and a storm arose in his heart.
"Is Uncle Gui so strong?"
This was the first time he had seen the dumb old man make a move. Previously, he only knew that he was very good at refining weapons, at the level of a master. Even the scabbard in his hand was made by the old man.
What's more, Uncle Gui can actually temporarily increase the luck value of others and bestow blessings on others.
Unexpectedly, he is still such a powerful swordsman!
"No wonder the third senior brother told me to prepare well, it seems that I have great confidence in Uncle Gui!"
He turned his head and glanced at Lin Chan, only to see Lin Chan's big eyes revealed a thoughtful look, as if he had learned something from the sword just now, and was slowly digesting it.
Lu Xun, who was "also born with a sword", felt that he couldn't just watch, so he immediately put on the same expression, and from time to time, he would change from a puzzled expression to a calm one, as if after seeing the sword, Figured out some confusion in practice.
Lu Xun is such a person, he has high demands on himself, and if he wants to pretend to be a born sword for the rest of his life, then he can't miss any details! It doesn't matter if you don't install it once!
On the Self-Cultivation of Fake Sword Embryos...
And at this moment, the second sword in the air also started.
The third senior brother Zhuge Laifu whispered beside him: "It's the winner."
Lu Xun was slightly startled, so fast? The second sword will decide the winner
I saw that Ping Shanhai was still using the sword drawing style, but it seemed to be the same sword, but it was actually different.
One sword can change everything!
But the movements of the mute old man's hands have actually changed.
Just on New Year's Eve, my husband once said that you, Xiaogui, are good at taking beatings.
The dumb old man smiled and stretched out two fingers, indicating that he still has two swords, which is not bad.
Everyone in the world knows that Yan Li is the number one swordsman in the world, and that Yan Li is best at three swords, but they don't know that two of them are learned from the dumb old man.
Yan Li has indeed achieved that the blue is better than the blue, but this does not mean that the dumb old man is not strong.
His second sword is [thorn].
It's a simple thorn.
The crutch directly pierced Ping Shanhai's sword energy, shattered his sword intent, and then stabbed him between the eyebrows in an instant!
The old crutch stopped in front of Ping Shanhai's eyebrows, and the dumb old man withdrew the sword.
Even so, the surrounding air current made Ping Shanhai's black hair flutter backwards!
The sword reaches the center of the eyebrows, the hairband is split, and the hair is flying around!
If this sword moves forward, if it is withdrawn a little slower, he will die.
Only two swords are needed, and the sword holder of the majestic Sword Mountain will die!
What he held in his hand was the Excalibur.
And the old man held...
It's just a crutch.
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