Chapter 19

The dizzy dwarf pockmarked child who was kicked stood up and pulled out his sword and pointed to Han Changsheng. He was furious: "you want to die!" He has never suffered such a big loss since he came out of the mountain. He will surely make them pay ten times the price if he dares to attack him secretly!

Han Changsheng sneered. It's just that his feet are still itching. Come on, break one; come on, fold one!

Seeing that the situation was imminent, Anyuan frowned and said, "wait, don't do it!" Although the disciples of the two Yunxiao sects are too much, anyway, they are all the same in the Wulin. It's best to settle something amicably. If the situation is too ugly, it's hard to end up in case of death, and it's very likely that it will eventually become a grudge between the two sects.

"Well..." At this time, the old man who had been sitting at the door of the pavilion suddenly moved, stretched out a comfortable stretch, and then opened his eyes: "what's the matter, the noise, disturbing my nap?"

Han Changsheng was startled by the old man who suddenly made a sound, and looked up and down at the old guy in disbelief. The old man's voice is like a bell. Just listen to his voice, you can find that his internal power is very strong.

"Ah "You, you are not dead!" cried the little disciple of Yuehua sect

An yuan turned to frown and glared at the disciple: "impolite!"

The disciple lowered his head in shame: "yes I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I was just scared

The short pockmarked boy was not good at practice, and he was so anxious that he didn't realize the difference in the old tramp. He yelled: "Stinky old man, get away if you don't want to die, or I'll chop you together!"

The old man stood up slowly. When he was halfway up, he beat his waist: "Oh, I'm old. I can't sleep enough. I'm an old man..."

Seeing that the old man was not in a hurry or busy, he didn't mean to be afraid of him. He was so angry that his head smoked. He stabbed Han Changsheng with a sword. As for whether the old man was hurt, he didn't care. Who said that the old man didn't know how to praise him!

Han Changsheng looked coldly at the tip of the sword, which was advancing towards him. He was about to sidestep. Suddenly, he saw the old man's arm like a casual swing, and his finger played on the sword --

bang!

Han Changsheng did not move. The sword in pockmarked's hand continued to move forward, but did not hurt him at all. The body of the sword broke completely, flew out and nailed into the stone pillar of the Pavilion!

Pockmarked was staring at the sword in his hand, and his eyes were almost unbounded.

All around is the sound of backward air conditioning, even the tall and thin rolling on the ground has temporarily stopped. No one thought that the untidy old man who looked like a beggar should be so secretive!

Han Changsheng is the closest, and he sees it most clearly. The old man's hand is very soft. He broke the sword completely by internal force. His internal power is very deep. I'm afraid he's still on top of Lu Baibi. As for how powerful he is, he doesn't try his best, and he can't find out.

Dwarf pockmarked frightened to throw the sword in his hand: "you, you, who are you?"

The old man smiles: "what's your name? I'm old. I don't have a good time. Fame is something else. But I don't know what else is left in the world for future generations to trust."

Pockmarked could not understand what he was saying, but he had already made it clear just now that he could not be the old man's opponent. He moved slowly along the edge of the pavilion with a white face, staring warily at Han Changsheng and the old man for fear that they would start again. However, the old man did not take the initiative to attack. Han Changsheng looked at the old man suspiciously and lost his interest in pockmarks.

Pockmarked picked up the tall and thin man on the ground and ran to the pavilion. The disciples of the Yuehua sect have already raised their eyebrows and have no intention of pursuing the victory.

The dwarf pockmarked ran out of the road and turned to them and cried, "let's see! I will certainly avenge today's revenge! "

The old man's body moved, and pockmarked was so scared that he shouldered the tall and thin man and ran away to the distance.

The old man sat down again in his original position. As soon as his eyes were closed, he was in a state of settled.

Han Changsheng frowned and turned around him: "who are you?" With this old man's Kung Fu, he is also famous in the world. However, there are quite a lot of famous old men in the right way, because the right way is based on seniority. When you get to a certain age, you can be a master of XX and an elder of XX. No matter if you have real Kung Fu, you can make a name for yourself. If he can make some Kung Fu, Han Changsheng can guess his identity according to the martial arts skills he has used. Unfortunately, the pockmarked boy just now is too weak. The old man has solved him with one finger, and he has no chance to show his talents.

The old man did not move or answer.

Han Changsheng looks at Anyuan, hoping he can give the answer, but Anyuan's face is also at a loss. He had never seen this old man before, and his sect identity could not be found from him.

Han Changsheng went around the old man for two times, and the old man became a living fossil again, and he could not even see the ups and downs of his breath. Han Changsheng put his finger under the old man's nose and asked, "are you practicing turtle breathing skill?"Anyuan hurried forward and pulled Han Changsheng away: "elder martial brother, don't be rude."

Han Changsheng curled his lips, but pretended to be a careful teacher: "yes, yes, my younger martial brother said very well."

An yuan observed the old man silently for a while. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to be disturbed, Anyuan said: "my younger generation is Huangfu Fengxuan Xichen, the second disciple of Yuehua sect. This is my elder martial brother Li Jiulong, and those are our younger martial brothers Jinchen, Wanyi and Lu Ren. Just now, we have been bothering and bothering the elder to have a rest. I really can't help it. Thank you for your help. "

Han Changsheng made a face behind an yuan. Who wants the old man to help? If the old man doesn't help, today will be the day when the two disciples of Yunxiao sect will die.

When Anyuan turned back, Han Changsheng immediately put on a kind of gentle appearance and clasped his hands with a model: "thank you very much."

Anyuan said, "if you don't disturb the rest of your predecessors, you'll leave now."

Han Changsheng was very curious about the old man. However, Anyuan said so, so he had to go out.

After a few steps, they suddenly heard the old man behind him: "little fellow, thank you for your kindness today. We'll see you later

Han Changsheng looked back in surprise, but saw that the old man had disappeared. The voice is still there, and the man has left. The old man just spoke with his internal skill, which proves that he has good internal power. It's only lothing who can use this move in Tianning cult.

"That old man is really good!" The disciple named Lu Ren said, "if only I could be like him."

"Yes, yes!" Jinchen imitated the appearance of the old man who was just now flicking his finger and breaking his sword. "Can I practice this state in my lifetime?"

Wan Yi whispered: "I think he should be more powerful than the leader and several elders. I don't know how to compare with elder Lanfang?"

Anyuan takes a look at them.

The three disciples immediately shut up and quietly spat out their tongues. They did not dare to talk about it any more. Since the old man can use the internal voice to transmit his voice, it shows that he has a deep internal power, and maybe his hearing is very good. At present, I don't know how far he has gone. It's really disrespectful to let him hear some young people talking about him like this. Besides, elder Lanfang is the Grandmaster of Yuehua sect. It's not a good thing for the disciples to compare the elder of their own sect with the outsiders.

Han Changsheng frowned. Before he met Gou Xianjun, he didn't know much about Yuehua sect. There were so many sects in the Jianghu that Han Changsheng, the leader of the demon sect, paid attention to. He learned about the characters in Yuehua school only after listening to the introduction of black and white impermanence and his own contact during this period of time. This elder Lan Fang, who has been in Yuehua sect for nearly half a month, has never seen him at all. However, he often hears from other people that he seems to be an outsider.

"Younger brother Huangfu." Han Changsheng said, "elder Lanfang and the old man just now Who is better than the old man? "

Anyuan looked at Han Changsheng helplessly: "elder martial brother, how can you..." After a pause, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. Elder Lanfang has been closed for ten years. I have never seen him do anything. I only heard that he subdued the eight monsters in Jiangbei within five moves. I don't know how powerful he is."

Han Changsheng is skeptical. Yuehua sect, this ghost place, actually hides a world expert? Shouldn't that be bullshit? At the beginning, black and white impermanence didn't mention the matter of elder Lan Fang to him at all, probably because he thought Han Changsheng would not have contact with elder Lanfang. Han Changsheng did not dare to ask too much. He was afraid to ask too much, so he had to press down and not ask.

After a while, several disciples went up the mountain. The headmaster Yue Peng was practicing martial arts. They didn't dare to disturb them. These days, the demons were tired, and they went back to their rooms to have a rest.

Han Changsheng returned to his room. Although he had no sleep last night, he was not sleepy at the moment. By pinching his fingers, it will be half a month before the death of Xuanji old man. Black and white impermanence does not explain in detail. He only says that after Anyuan is expelled from the sect according to his original fate, he will meet old Xuanji, and Xuanji old man will pass all his skills to him. However, where is this mysterious old man now? It will take a few days for an yuan to find the mysterious old man from Yuehua mountain. Han Changsheng doesn't know all these things. He doesn't know how many days he has to finish the task.

"Smelly fairy? Death is impermanent? " Han Changsheng tentatively called twice. Nothing happened.

Black and white impermanence has not appeared for several days, Han Changsheng is in a fog now, do not know what to do.

"Damn it!" Han Changsheng cursed, "there is no one reliable immortal! In the end, it's up to Lao Tzu himself

How to rely on it? It's better to try to cheat Anyuan's trust, and then coax him to do something against the rules.

Han Changsheng sighed. He took out a small mirror to make up his make-up. He sprayed some deodorant specially made by Du Yuefei on his body. He went out to find an yuan with a clear mind.

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