"Smack. With a crisp wake-up sound, Chu Mingzi seemed to have the years when he followed his grandfather to run the rivers and lakes in front of his eyes.

With a glimmer of hope, he rushed to the entrance of the village, where the storyteller was an unkempt and dirty, ragged old man.

Although Chu Mingzi was a little disappointed, it was also expected, only by becoming strong and becoming in the spotlight could he attract the attention of his grandfather, and then Chu Mingzi might be able to see his grandfather and his parents again.

I don't know what kind of psychology Chu Mingzi listened to the old man's talk about the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, this old man talked about the blood and rain in the rivers and lakes very vividly, it must be that this old man is really a person from the rivers and lakes!

"Little immortal, how did I talk about it, old man?"

"Ah, well, very good. Ahh......h

Hearing the old man who told the story called himself an immortal, Chu Mingzi said in shock, "I can see through my light at a glance, could it be that this old man is some old guys who behave strangely among the monks, such as accompanying a beggar to give people magic skills, I want to behave well, if only I could give me some treasures......"

The old man looked at Chu Mingzi's face and suddenly had a sluggish smirk, and he began to wonder in his heart whether his next action was correct.

"Alas, this stupid immortal has been the first immortal I have met for sixty years, and if he is not stupid, he will not be met by me, whether he is stupid or not, he is an immortal!

Thinking of this, the old man endured the discomfort in his heart, and said with a smile: "Little immortal, old man, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

"Come on, come on, really want to test my heart, if I pass the test, I will give me a baby, hahaha even if it is useless to me, you can sell it!" Chu Mingzi suddenly confirmed in his heart what he had guessed just now, this old man was an old monk with a strange personality.

The old man looked at Chu Mingzi, who was smiling on his face, and sighed in his heart, "What do I say to a fool!"

"Wait, old man, no, wait, senior. Although the seniors have something to order, the kid will not hesitate to go to the sea and the sword mountain. Chu Mingzi hurriedly stood up and bowed.

It's just that Chu Mingzi didn't expect that his actions would make the old man more convinced of one thing, and the old man thought in his heart, "Sure enough, it's a fool, the first time we met, we went to the knife mountain for me, even if this immortal is not stupid, he is not smart anyway." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and packed up his things and wanted to leave, not wanting to stay with this Chu Mingzi for a moment.

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Chu Mingzi immediately stopped, "Hey, why don't you old man play cards according to the routine! You should give me exercises and treasures!"

Hearing that Chu Mingzi took the initiative to ask for the baby, the old man not only did not get angry, but turned around and looked at Chu Mingzi with a hot eye, "It turns out that this immortal already knows my motives, and he is just testing me!"

The old man and Chu Mingzi each have ghosts, and neither of them knows what the other party is thinking, but this is fate.

No matter how the process goes around, the ending remains the same.

"Little Immortal, I want to fulfill the promise I made to an immortal when I was a child, and I promised that the immortal would pass on the sword technique and treasure map to another immortal in the future. The old man opened his mouth and confided his reason.

At first, Chu Mingzi was uncomfortable by the old man's hot eyes, but after listening to the old man's narration, Chu Mingzi didn't take it very seriously, he was holding a kind of ~ If you can ask for something for nothing, it will naturally be good, and it doesn't matter if you don't give it.

"How did you know that I was an immortal?" Chu Mingzi still thought that this old man was a strange monk, but he wanted to cooperate with the old man.

"The reason for the immortals is the sword technique I got when I was a child, and the sword intent that I cultivated made me feel that immortals are different from mortals. I also want to give this sword technique to the immortals, hoping that the immortals can carry forward this sword technique in the cultivation realm. The old man took out a thin yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Chu Mingzi with a solemn face.

Chu Mingzi really reached out and grabbed the yellow book, opened the first page at random to see the contents, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Nine styles of trickery and sword, the first style of show to climb over the wall, the second type of widow greeting, hand in hand, night dark play, Guanyin sitting on the lotus, three roosters, each running to the east and west, goodbye to the banquet, secretly sending autumn waves. At this moment, Chu Mingzi was really stunned, and read out loud in a daze.

"Ahem...... This is just a blinding method of the great sword technique, a blinding method. Please be sure to accept it and carry it forward. Rao is the old man's cheekiness to run the rivers and lakes like this, and he also has a dry cough at this time.

Not to mention that Chu Mingzi didn't plan to practice swordsmanship in the first place, even if he wanted to practice swords, he wouldn't practice this swordsmanship!

"Don't doubt the power of this swordsmanship, let me demonstrate it for you!" The old man looked at Chu Mingzi's face, knowing that Chu Mingzi didn't believe it at all, so he could only demonstrate it.

After speaking, the old man ignored Chu Mingzi, and he ran to a big tree next to the entrance of the village to pick up some scattered dead branches.

Chu Mingzi originally wanted to throw away the yellow book and turn around and leave, but when he saw the old man pull out a black sword from under the storytelling table, a special momentum emerged on the old man's body the moment he held the hilt of the sword, which also caused Chu Mingzi to want to take another look.

When the old man held the black sword, his eyes were no longer cloudy, but became clear and sharp, like a sword unsheathed, and at this time the old man seemed to merge with the sword in his hand, he was the sword, the sword was him.

The old man kicked his left foot at the dead branches he had just piled up, and dozens of branches were kicked high and low into the sky.

"Xiucai went over the wall. ”

A loud shout made Chu Mingzi sweat profusely.

I saw that with a loud drink, the old man stepped on the ground with both feet and held the sword and rose into the air, although Chu Mingzi stared at it, he still didn't see the old man's trajectory clearly.

After the old man ascended into the air, he was like a ghost, disappearing and reappearing again, but every time he appeared, he would inevitably step on a dead branch.

"The first style of show is to go over the wall, and what you pay attention to is that your body is weird, and you can't be discovered by others. Next is the second type of widow greeting, the widow has not touched meat for many years, and naturally she sees that Xiucai is very hot, so the second style pays attention to fast and ruthless. ”

The branches that have been standing in the air and falling open, and it can be seen that the old man is very good.

As soon as the words fell, the old man's wrist stirred, which dazzled Chu Mingzi for a while, but when the old man landed, each branch was only the size of a finger.

"What about the other styles, show it quickly!" Chu Mingzi knew that this sword technique should really be a treasure.

Just when the old man showed it just now, Chu Mingzi could be sure that this old man was a person from the rivers and lakes, and the old man would naturally not be a monk if he didn't have aura, but the swordsmanship shown by the old man just now could stir up the aura in the surrounding air, which showed the power of this swordsmanship even more.

"I can only cultivate to the second form in my life, and I already feel that the sword style behind me can only be practiced by immortals!"

Feeling the old man's loneliness and unwillingness, Chu Mingzi didn't know how to speak.

After a while, the old man laughed at himself, "This swordsmanship is originally an immortal, old man, I have relied on the two-style swordsmanship to enjoy the scenery on the rivers and lakes all my life, what else can I complain about? I still have to fulfill the promise I made when I was a child! Immortal, I will give you this swordsmanship, and I will also give you another thing." “

As soon as Chu Mingzi heard that he had something to give himself, he immediately laughed in his heart.