Chapter 198

Looking at the young man in front of him, sword master Liu Tao couldn't help thinking about it. His two masters seemed to have died because of sparring.

twenty years ago...

Who would have thought that the poor young man in Canghe City, who was called a little beggar by others, would now embark on the path of cultivation and become a master of the bone tempering realm?

The grass temple is getting closer and closer, for some reason, Liu Tao feels that the surrounding air is a bit oppressive, the closer he is to the grass temple, the stronger the feeling.

Could it be that something happened to the two masters? Thinking of this in Liu Tao's mind, his legs unconsciously moved faster.

"Monk, I have been dissatisfied with your victory over me all these years. If you are not afraid, how dare you fight me for 500 rounds?" On the big tree in front of the grass seedlings, the old beggar looked at the monk provocatively.

Just like when Liu Tao first met the old monk, the monk sat on the futon in the temple, only chanting scriptures, and seemed not to care about the provocation of the old beggar.

Seeing that the monk ignored him, the old beggar felt bored and was about to get down from the tree, but he saw Liu Tao coming from a distance, with a slight smile on his face.

Hearing the old beggar's laughter, the monk raised his eyelids and looked out of the grass temple. When he saw his disciple clearly, he also sighed softly. This disciple's talent is fair, but his temperament is average.

Suddenly, the monk took a step without warning. What is surprising is that this step came directly to the tree where the old beggar was. It is quite strange that the beggar is on the tree and the monk is under the tree.

Putting his hands together, the monk raised his head and looked at the old beggar's pair of worn-out straw sandals above his head. His brows furrowed inadvertently. He didn't know what to think of, and then gradually relaxed.

"You and I will fight tomorrow." The monk's voice was very soft, but it sounded very heavy in the old beggar's ears. He has been waiting for this day for many years, is it finally over?

When Liu Tao came in front of the two masters, he touched his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

"Good boy, you're lucky." The old beggar said directly.

The monk also smiled slightly.

The two looked at each other, looking a little happy, but they seemed to think of something again, and the light in their eyes quickly dimmed again.

The old beggar picked his exposed toes, and the old monk said: "Amitabha". It made Liu Tao on the side feel a little confused.

Nodding in response, Liu Tao felt that the two masters were a little strange, but he didn't dare to ask directly. In this way, the three masters and apprentices sat on a tree picking their feet, one stood under a tree and chanted scriptures, and the third apprentice rode on the tree. The spirit beast was in a daze.

After a while, Liu Tao only felt a figure flicker in front of his eyes, and the two masters just disappeared in front of Liu Tao.

Only the monk's leisurely voice came to Liu Tao's ears: "Tomorrow I will fight with your master, a battle of life and death!"

Liu Tao was stunned, and stood there for a long time without knowing what he was thinking, he didn't intend to persuade the two masters, he knew he couldn't persuade them either.

In the past three years, Liu Tao also discovered the weird relationship between his two masters. For some reason, the old beggar kept provoking the old monk and wanted to fight the old monk. But no matter how provocative the old beggar was, the old monk just refused to accept it. Therefore, the two of them lived in peace for three years.

Speechless all night...

Before dawn, two figures broke through the sky at the same time, and Liu Tao, who had been sitting in front of the grass temple in a daze all night, frantically chased after them, and they were going to Yushan.

Even with Liu Tao's current state of Bone Tempering Realm, it was still very difficult to follow behind them, and the strong wind felt a little painful on his face.

From far away, Liu Tao saw his two masters stop on the top of Yushan Mountain, and Liu Tao, who was still halfway up the mountain at this time, also stopped because they started fighting.

"Monk, I have been waiting for this day for twenty years. No matter which of us can go back alive today, for the sake of teaching an apprentice together, all past grievances and grievances will be wiped out." The old beggar looked at the old monk with an unprecedented tone. calm.

"Brother, after so many years, don't you still not let it go?" The monk looked at the old beggar with compassion on his face.

"Hey, put it down? You teach me to let it go? I can't let it go!" The old beggar's tone became more and more urgent, and finally he couldn't help but growl.

After finishing speaking, a pair of iron fists hit the monk's bald head.

The monk pinched a lotus flower seal with both hands, and with a slight lift, the pair of iron fists stopped the downward trend.

The old beggar didn't panic either, he hooked his right leg towards the monk's waist.

The monk didn't dodge this blow, and let the old beggar bully him, just changed the seal formula in his hand, pinched a Buddhist lion seal and pointed at the old beggar's left leg.

It was too late and then it was too late, seeing that the blow was about to land on the old beggar's leg, the old beggar's body suddenly softened, and he pulled back the right leg that was hanging on the monk.

"It's been twenty years, and you haven't made much progress. It's just these tricks." The old beggar said sarcastically.

The monk didn't answer, just put his palms together, and suddenly a meter-long cyan halo shrouded the monk's hand, Jue Kong slashed forward, and the halo immediately came out of his hand, and chopped towards the old beggar.

"laugh!"

Relying on his profound lightness skills, the old beggar narrowly escaped this killing move, but this sword energy left a ditch on the ground that was as wide as one meter wide and about ten meters long. mark.

The old beggar took a deep breath, and saw that he had become swollen rapidly, and finally was blown off the ground by a gust of wind.

His hands kept making seals, and seeing the old beggar's appearance, the monk's face finally became dignified.

"Hey!"

The old beggar made a sonic boom with his fists, and blasted down from the sky towards the monk.

At this time, the monk's Dharma seal is almost finished, and the light yellow light mask is tightly attached to the surface of his clothes. It is the supreme Buddhist magic method of the Vajra body protection, the immovable light seal of the Vajra!

"Boom! Boom!"

Continuous sonic booms sounded, and the old monk and the old beggar were also directly blown away by the counter-shock force.

The faces of both of them turned red, they swallowed a mouthful of blood that had welled up their throats, and fought together again.

"boom!"

In the end, the two fought fist to fist, foot to foot, and shook hard.

Although the monk's boxing and kicking skills are not as good as those of the old beggar, the Buddhist Vajra Method is the best at defense, and the two of them fought hard in a short period of time.

After a long time, the two who were struggling together separated again.

As soon as they parted, the monk's throat felt sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Why? You know that you are not my opponent if you continue to fight like this, and I don't need you to let me go! Come and fight me with your true skills!" Seeing that the monk was seriously injured, the old beggar was not happy, but had a gloomy face road.

He knew that monks were best at using swords, but not at all with fists and kicks. Confronting him would simply be courting death.

"Brother, why bother?" the monk smiled wryly.

Seeing that his words were fruitless, the old beggar was furious and killed him again.

Sighing slightly, the monk shattered the tattered robes on his body, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "As you wish."

In an instant, sand and rocks flew away, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and another thunderbolt exploded in the sky!

The old beggar knew that the main event was coming, and he never dared to underestimate the kind old monk in front of him, not to mention that this monk has now used one of his special skills!

A long time ago, the old beggar at that time was not a beggar, the monk had not yet become a monk, and he and the old monk in front of him were still a pair of very good brothers. He knew that with the monk's talent, he would be able to successfully comprehend this move.

Indeed, when he was only in his early twenties, his junior brother successfully broke through to the third level of the Qinglian Sword Art, gave birth to a Qinglian sword heart, and became the youngest monk in the history of the sect.

But, he shouldn't, he shouldn't be like that...

At that moment, the old beggar thought a lot, but it was only for a moment in his mind, he sighed slightly in his heart, the old beggar stopped thinking about it, and prepared to deal with this powerful sword.

But Junior Brother, you shouldn't have done that back then!

There was a roar, and the invisible sound waves collided with the rubble dancing in the air, making bursts of explosion sounds.

The monk on the opposite side draws a circle with his left hand, and puts the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, using his fingers as a sharp sword to guide the thunder in the sky.

A purple thunder flashed, as if drawing a crack in the sky, and flew straight towards the direction of the old beggar.

The old beggar's silver hair fluttered in the air, and his feet did not know when they left the ground. He just floated in mid-air like a monk. Facing such a powerful move, the old beggar did not choose to dodge.

Taking a deep breath, he concentrated all the energy in his body on his pair of iron fists, secretly observing the trajectory of the thunder mang's flight, the old beggar completely calmed down.

After an unknown amount of time, a purple giant sword and a khaki giant fist that had been magnified countless times collided in the sky, making a loud noise.

The purple giant sword is getting smaller and smaller, and the light of the earth-colored giant fist is gradually dimming, but the purple giant sword disappears at a much slower speed than the earth-colored fist. If it continues like this, it won't be long. The giant fist will be completely broken, and the old beggar will undoubtedly lose in that case.

Finally, the fist condensed from the Yuan Force completely dissipated in the sky, and the purple thunder sword was less than one-tenth of its original size.

The old beggar looked at Zijian who was getting closer and closer to him. There was no fear on his face, but a relieved smile on his face.

"puff!"

The purple thunder sword finally completely submerged into the old beggar's body, the huge impact directly knocked the old beggar into the air, and fell heavily on the ground, splashing a burst of loess.

Liu Tao had just climbed to the top of the mountain when he saw this heartbreaking scene. For him, the old beggar was not only a master who changed his life trajectory, but also his relatives.

From the moment he agreed to beg with the old beggar, he vaguely regarded the old beggar as his grandfather-like relative.

He didn't understand why his beggar master insisted on fighting with the monk master, and he didn't want to know. The two old people in front of him can be said to be his only relatives in this world, and it is unbearable for him to lose anyone.

"Ahem!" The old beggar who had just been lifted up by Liu Tao sprayed a mouthful of blood on the boy's chest.

The gray-faced old beggar forced a smile at Liu Tao: "Don't blame your second master, and you can't blame him, this is fate."

Yes, the second master, when he heard the old beggar mention the monk, Liu Tao seemed to grasp the last straw, and turned his head to the monk who was standing aside at some point.

"Second master, you must have a way to save master, right?" Liu Tao cried.

The monk looked a bit impatient, and didn't answer, but stood closer to the old beggar, glanced at the golden-white old beggar, and shook his head slightly.

Juekong looked at the old beggar who fell to the ground, frowned and sighed: "Brother, why did you come here!"

"Junior Brother, I don't blame you. I know that you did nothing wrong. You have your own choice, but I can't convince myself!" After saying this, the old beggar spat out another mouthful of blood .

"Master!" Liu Tao looked at the old beggar, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Liu Tao, in fact, I had selfish intentions in accepting you as my apprentice in the first place. I knew I couldn't beat your second master, so I put all my hopes on you with a fighting spirit." The old beggar looked at Liu Tao apologetically.

"Stop it, master, I beg you to stop it." Liu Tao murmured.

Carefully supporting the old beggar with one hand, Liu Tao took out a jug containing pond water from his body with the other hand, and poured it into the old beggar's mouth involuntarily.

Seeing that the old beggar's complexion was no longer pale, but a little ruddy, Liu Tao thought that the pond water had played a role, so he wanted to pour it again.

"Liu Tao, the grievances and resentments between me and your second master will disappear with my death. I am too obsessed, no wonder others." After saying this to Liu Tao, the old beggar looked at the person in front of him again. monk.

"Junior brother, no matter who was right and who was wrong back then, what happened has already happened. After so many years, you have been living in seclusion here, and it is time to go back. After I die, you can bring my ashes back to the sect. You have to keep looking at that mountain and that piece of land." The old beggar said.

The monk looked distressed, but seeing that the old beggar was about to die, he finally nodded.

...

The old beggar left.

After the old beggar was cremated, Liu Tao sat in the room in a daze holding the ashes of the old beggar, and did not take a step out of the room for three days.

Three days later, the monk gently opened the door, looked at the thin young man in front of him, and sighed again.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the boy moved.

Turning around, looking at the monk who seemed to be getting older in front of him without moving, Liu Tao felt a burst of sadness in his heart. His closest second master actually killed his closer master.

"Master, why on earth is this?" The boy's voice trembled a little.

………………

Putting his gaze back on Lin Xiu, Liu Tao just wanted to teach him a lesson, and had no intention of killing him.

Because of what happened back then, one of his two masters died and the other was injured, which dealt him a big blow. After twenty years, his cultivation was only barely enough to break through to the realm of melting spirits.

"Young man, I think you have a steady breath, and your strength must not be weak. I don't care what kind of relationship you have with the lady, as long as you can take my three tricks, everything will be up to you. I will never be in front of the county guard. Chewing your tongue." Liu Tao said calmly.

Lin Xiu was taken aback suddenly, the other party's attitude had changed so much that he really didn't know what to say.

He didn't know the old things about Liu Tao, but since the other party didn't have much malice, he would definitely not kill him in the next exchange.

Clasping fists at Liu Tao, Lin Xiu said slowly, "I'm offended!"

The author, Lazy Scholar, said: Two chapters in one, the update is complete, and the fifth update will start tomorrow...