Chapter 1837

Sacrifice to the ancient temple!

The old village head shakes the fan lightly.

The left cuff was empty and swaying with the wind.

This is an ordinary thin little old man, without any special.

In almost every village, there are such figures, who are very old, highly respected and waiting for death.

But old devil Dugu whispered: "boy Qin, this village is full of mystery. Even my thoughts can't be unfolded. But I have an intuition that this place is not as ordinary as it seems. "

Qin Li nodded, he also had this feeling, but could not say why.

"Grandfather village head, this is a friend I met outside."

"This is Qin Li, cold heart dance..."

Li Ping an introduced them one by one.

"Not bad!"

The old village head got up.

His eyes swept over the crowd.

He took a look at the cold heart dance.

Finally, it was decided on Qin Li, who said, "extraordinary, extraordinary, Fengdu Shenjun, Xianhua Lingzhi, perfect and shameless. He is much more safe than our family. He must be taken care of by you outside."

"I dare not."

Qin Li quickly arched his hand and said with a smile:

"It was I who took advantage of Ping'an and received his favor several times."

Li Ping'an was a little proud. He held his chest and said, "grandfather, I went out for a trip, but I did some great things."

The old village chief asked with a smile, "is it your credit, or the credit of the stone box?"

"Er..."

Li Ping'an was embarrassed for a moment.

The old village head said, "OK, put the stone box back in place. Let's have a meal and have a good chat."

"Good!"

Li Ping'an stepped forward.

There is an empty shrine ahead.

Putting the eyes of Guixu into it, Li Ping'an made three incense sticks.

Then a group of people left and went back to the village.

Because of the return of Li Ping'an, all the old people in the village came together.

"Make a long table banquet and invite these young people to be entertained."

The old village head spoke.

A group of old people are busy.

Picking vegetables, panning rice, chopping firewood, burning fire

Qin Li counted carefully, and there happened to be 109 old people, all disabled.

"Let's help, too!" Mo Yao several women also embarrassed, have come forward to help, they are very proficient in cooking.

"Let's go chop wood."

Qin Li is also ready to help.

The main reason is that he couldn't bear to see the old man cutting firewood.

The old man's palms were cut off, so he had to rely on the hemp rope to tie a rusty broken sword to his elbow.

"Thank you, young man." The old woodcutter is grey.

"Nothing."

Qin Li helped the old man carry the firewood basket.

They left the village and came to a wild mountain

The mountain flowers are luxuriant, the weeds are overgrown, the trees become forests, and the crooked branches are rotten.

"Young man, the wood here is very hard. You should be careful!" The old woodcutter held up his broken sword and cut it down. He had the same strength and cut the dead branches obliquely.

"I see."

Qin Li didn't pay much attention at all.

I can break the majestic peak with one finger, and a few pieces of wood are nothing.

There was no hesitation. Qin Li restrained his strength and made a blow. Then he heard a crack, and the grain of the trunk didn't move.

"Ah

Qin Li was stunned.

He suddenly found a problem.

You can't use magic power and vigorous Qi.

It's like suddenly becoming a mortal, and the trees here are not simple. He can smash the mountain with his physical strength, but this section of dead trees is indifferent.

"Young man, you can't cut firewood with fists!" The old man laughed.

Qin Li smiles in return.

It was he who felt more and more extraordinary here.

With a clang sound, Taichu's sword came out of its sheath, and its light was burning and flowing.

"There's no other sword in the world!" The old man's face changed, his eyes twinkled, and he marveled.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Qin Lixin's thoughts are united and his sword cuts dead wood.

With a stab, Taichu's sword cut off a piece of dead wood, just wood.

Qin Li was not happy at all, because he felt an obvious sense of obstruction. It was the first time since the birth of the immortal sword that everything could not be broken. The wood was stronger than Lingbao.

"Young man, you hurt yourself and your sword with this technique!" Said the old man.

"I don't know what your advice is?"

Qin Li's heart is empty.

The old man waved his broken sword and said:

"You have to know how to use the masculinity of the sword and control the firmness of all things."

"The ultimate of rigidity is" shock ". You have to twist the strength and vigorous Qi together with the sword, and then you can make it compact and compact, so that you can have pure rigidity inside and outside and live forever. If you hand over a hard object, you can break the opponent's blade. "

"Practice to the extreme, Yang is just the teacher, wipe to break, knock to die!"

The old woodcutter showed it.

It's not fast to chop down the broken sword, but it's just to cut off the dead branches.

To be exact, it's broken. It doesn't take much effort. It's like cutting tofu with a kitchen knife. It's very easy.

"The masculinity of the sword!"

This is the first time Qin Li has heard of it.

Try to unite the mind, strength and Taichu sword foetus.

With a slap, it is easy to cut off the dead branches.

However, it is far less smooth than the old woodcutter.

"Wonderful Qin Lixin was overjoyed. He seemed to find the direction and knew how to merge the next move.

Taichu's sword foetus vibrated slightly, and its Kendo runes became more specific and bright.

Several swords in succession.

Qin Li is trying.

He was immersed in epiphany.

Finally, the old man interrupted

"Young man, the firewood basket is full, and try to be relaxed."

Qin Li wakes up with a start and finds that there are broken wood all around him. Unconsciously, he has cut so much.

Knowing that he had met an expert, he bowed his hand to thank him and said, "thank you for your instruction. Thank you very much."

"Go back!"

The old man waved his hand and left.

Qin Li also took a load of firewood and went back to the village with the old man.

Everyone was busy, and the village became lively.

Qin Li and the old woodcutter send the dead branches into the kitchen.

Su Qingxue, with a dusty face, came straight over and said, "Xianggong, there are some evil sects in this place. My great fire of yin and yang can't ignite these dry firewood, and my magic power can't be exerted."

Qin Li looked sideways. In front of the stove, there was a rickety old man with some scars on his body. It seemed that he had been burned by the fire. He was very ferocious.

He was burning a fire. The fire was blazing.

"It's OK. The elders here are all experts. I think the old man who is burning fire has a lot of research on fire. You should be polite and ask for advice modestly. Maybe you can learn a lot, which will be of great benefit to you."

Su Qingxue nodded, very obedient to the stove, continue to help fire.

In fact, we all found something extraordinary.

But.

It's so ordinary here.

Old devil Dugu was also at a loss.

Finally, as the sun was setting, the long table was set.

In the dark night, the long table is like a dragon, full of mountain dishes, bonfire burning, shining through the village.

"They are all common dishes. I hope you don't dislike them." The blind granny laughed.

"How could it be?"

The cold heart dances freely.

Although she is a Moon Fairy, unattainable, she is surprisingly approachable.

He took the initiative to bring food to the old man. He took two mouthfuls of food and said, "it's delicious! It's more delicious than the laurel fish in the holy land of sun and moon. "

Qin Li and others also use chopsticks, which is really delicious: "it doesn't look so good, but it's a delicacy in the world."

"Just like it."

The old village head smiles and asks:

"Peace, how are you doing out there?"

"Very good!" Li Ping'an took a big meal and said, "I went to nature daozong for the first time."

"I just caught up with daozong and made friends with brother Qin and Miss Han. We went up to the moon and down to the center of the earth together. We also found the first mountain in the myth. We found the gate of the mysterious female in it, but we couldn't get in. "

"The gate of heaven."

The old village head raised his eyebrows and said:

"If you can't get in, it's better to avoid being entangled with cause and effect and being calculated by others."

Li Ping'an said: "later, I left daozong to travel, and I went to mozhou unconsciously. I saw many big people. Finally, with the help of the stone box, he joined hands with brother Qin to smash the magic city. By the way, we also met the magic projection, which was so powerful that we almost died in his hands. "

"Despising the demon emperor, the wolf is ambitious."

The old village head shook his head, and a trace of imperceptible disdain flowed from the corner of his eyebrow.

Li Ping'an continued: "later, it was the experience of the old state. We met the king of hills in the sun palace, and the means were cruel. But I also got a nine color teardrop

Say it!

He took out the tears.

The old village head said with a smile: "kill god pearl."

Li Ping'an didn't know why, so he asked: "village head grandfather, you seem to know the origin of tears, can you tell me?"

"I know some." The old village head nodded.