Chapter 172, Old Man Wang, the general trend of the world
Buzz
A sound of metal sharp qi trembling came from behind Qing Yao, and rushed directly towards Jiang Zhenwu.
The old man wanted to stop Qing Yao in an instant, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't move, looking like he was watching a good show, as if he wanted to see Qing Yao let Jiang Zhenwu make a fool of himself here.
When the time comes to go up the mountain, they will be able to occupy the advantage of momentum in front of Jiang Zhenwu and Zhenyang Daoist.
From here, the old man began to gamble.
But.
After Jiang Zhenwu felt the fierce aura of that sword intent, he did not flinch in the slightest, but looked at the other party with the same keen eyes, and a more cold killing intent rushed out from his body.
This is a killing intent in essence.
Jiang Nan was closest to Jiang Zhenwu, and immediately felt a chill, and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Qing Yao on the opposite side was also slightly moved.
Because, she knows that this kind of thing is murderous, and only people who really kill people can condense it.
Murderous aura is not the breath that can be released if you want to kill, it can only be said to be impulsive at best.
The real killing intent is a kind of consciousness instinct condensed after experiencing killing again and again.
However, Jiang Zhenwu was only a teenager, how could he condense such a cold and pure killing intent?
This is impossible to disguise, and there is no shortcut, it is not a simple cultivation, which can achieve a breakthrough by leaps and bounds with one or two adventures, but it must be ruthlessly killed again and again before it can be formed.
Buzz!
In this way, Qing Yao was even more full of fighting spirit, and the sword blade on her back trembled more rapidly, as if she couldn't wait to get out of the sheath.
Scold!
The blade of the sword suddenly automatically revealed a finger-wide blade from the scabbard, and a sharp aura suddenly spread.
Qing Yao was just about to make a move.
Jiang Zhenwu's eyes flashed, and his hands were immediately clenched into fists, and the qi and blood in his body were rushing.
"That's it!"
Seeing that the situation had become a tense situation, it seemed that there would be a life-and-death battle in the next moment, so he hurriedly stepped forward, seemingly a step, but he crossed a distance of a few meters and came to the center of the two, separating the confrontation momentum of the two, and waved his hand and said lightly: "Go up the mountain, I have a good relationship with Lao Dao, and we were born and died together back then, as our disciples, don't become enemies, even if there is a duel later, you must learn from each other!"
Qing Yao suddenly said: "Master, what the disciple cultivates is a murderous sword!"
The old man's expression was stunned again, and at the same time he was a little helpless.
Jiang Zhenwu also said lightly: "That's right, what I cultivate is also a killing martial arts." ”
"Let's go up the mountain. ”
The old man grabbed Zhenwu's arm and walked towards the mountain, forcibly separating the two who were facing each other, for fear that the two would fight.
It can be seen that the old man seems to have no way to take his apprentice Qingyao.
Jiang Nan hurriedly followed, Xiong followed Jiang Zhenwu's side, and looked at Qing Yao with a hint of hostility in his eyes.
Qing Yao's expression was still cold, and she didn't care about her master's attitude, so she took a step forward and slowly followed behind step by step.
"Zhenwu, how has your master been doing in recent years?"
The old man began to divert the topic and asked.
Jiang Zhenwu replied: "The master is in good health, and he cultivates every day. ”
The old man nodded: "It's not bad, when Lao Dao gave up everything and escaped into the mountains to live in seclusion and cultivate, many people felt that it was a pity, only I knew him best, what he pursued was not something that others could understand." I don't think you're very old, how many years have you been under your master's disciple?"
Jiang Zhenwu also knows very well the pursuit of his master, that is, the ultimate of martial arts, for this reason, he does not hesitate to give up all the glory and wealth in the world, and lives in seclusion in this deep mountain, day after day to comprehend the principles of martial arts, and the secret methods of the ancient sages.
"I've been following my master for sixteen or seventeen years now. ”
Jiang Zhenwu said softly.
The old man smiled and said, "That's right, Qing Yao has also been under the Tianshan Gate for sixteen years, and she was brought into the mountain gate by me at the age of five, she is not only my disciple alone, but also followed me in the mountain gate Several brothers and sisters have studied martial arts." Since ten years ago, she has learned swordsmanship, and that sword is a famous sword in my Tianshan Mountains, and it has never left her for ten years. ”
"This little girl is your junior sister?"
The old man suddenly noticed Jiang Nan next to him and asked curiously.
Although Jiang Nan is half a head taller than Qing Yao, which is very eye-catching, her breath is weak, her skeleton is loose, and her steps are messy, so she is not a person who practices martial arts at first glance, so she is naturally ignored in the eyes of martial artists.
Because, Jiang Nan did not pose the slightest threat to them.
Only now did the old man notice Jiang Nan's existence.
Jiang Zhenwu glanced at Jiang Nan, Jiang Nan lowered his head and did not speak, and explained: "No, she is my sister, I will take her to see the master today." ”
The old man glanced Jiang Nan up and down, and saw that Jiang Nan did not have a foundation in martial arts, and his body skeleton was not suitable for martial arts training, so he immediately stopped paying more attention and asked, "That little Taoist of true martial arts, how old are you this year?"
Jiang Zhenwu replied truthfully: "Eighteen years old!"
The old man looked at Jiang Zhenwu carefully again, and said with emotion: "I am eighteen years old, and I am not half of your strength. ”
A smile overflowed at the corner of Jiang Zhenwu's mouth, and he said softly: "Perhaps, it's less than one-tenth!"
The old man froze for a moment, and once again condensed a trace of halo visible to the naked eye in his eyes, glanced Jiang Zhenwu up and down, and said, "Young man, very arrogant!"
"Arrogance, or self-confidence, you will know when the time comes. ”
Jiang Zhenwu responded without showing weakness.
And Qing Yao followed behind, without speaking, but the strong killing intent on her body was even more domineering, almost like a substance. The aura around her body seemed to solidify, and the eyes of the sky seemed to become cold when it hit her body.
What a strong momentum.
Jiang Zhenwu was secretly surprised.
It was the first time he had met such a powerful young master.
When he walked halfway up the mountain, the figure of the True Yang Taoist appeared.
The old Taoist priest is still wearing an old and simple robe, with short hair, behind his hands, and his face is calm, without much of the breath of fairy wind and bones, but it gives people a feeling of flying.
"Lao Wang, I haven't seen you for many years!"
Lao Dao hugged his fist slightly at the old man and greeted him with a hint of emotion.
Lao Wang also smiled slightly, stepped forward and slapped the old Taoist priest's hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't really think that you are a bull's nose, come with me like this, what are you polite? Go, today I will bring my apprentice to you, you have to treat me well, and bring me out all the good wine and meat." ”
Jiang Zhenwu and Jiang Nan were a little stunned when they saw this.
Just now, the old man was an image of a worldly master along the way, and there were occasionally some unfathomable words between them.
But now, when he saw the old Taoist, the old man suddenly became like a bandit.
The True Yang Daoist held down the old man and said solemnly: "Pay attention to the image, the apprentices are all here." ”
The old man didn't care, with a wave of his big hand, Daoist Repeat Zhenyang walked towards the mountain, and said: "It's okay, my apprentice won't care, as for whether your apprentice cares, I don't care, I just want you to treat me well now, I told you more than ten years ago, cellar some good wine waiting for me, how about it, how much good wine have you cellared for me?"
The old Taoist priest was also a little helpless, so he could only follow him up the mountain and replied, "Today we have business, drinking wine and eating meat, and we will talk about it later." ”
"What's the matter? Isn't it the True Martial Secret Book, and your thing that is said to be the Sword of Zhuangzi? It's okay, it's just a broken book and a broken sword. ”
The old man said indifferently.
However, there was a hint of solemnity in the depths of his eyes, and it was obvious that this kind of indifference was pretended.
The old Taoist priest was not deceived by him, and said with a smile: "Since it is a broken book, there is no one in your Tianshan Gate who can comprehend, why don't you give it to me directly?"
The old man chattered helplessly: "I also want to give it to you directly, after all, we had a lifelong friendship back then, this is not my personal thing, it is something inside the door, I naturally can't give it to you at will." But, since you have opened your mouth to ask for it, old Taoist, no, I will bring the youngest and weakest disciple to complete the gambling contract with you, in fact, I am ready to lose to you, and the True Martial Secret Book will not be yours by then?"
The True Yang Daoist obviously wouldn't believe these nonsense words from him.
And Jiang Zhenwu and Jiang Nan, brother and sister, will not believe this old man's nonsense.
If Qing Yao is the weakest disciple of the Tianshan Sect with such strength, then the strength of this Tianshan Sect is a little incredible.
With such a powerful sword intent, Jiang Zhenwu admitted that his current comprehension of swordsmanship was far from being able to do that.
Although he is very talented, and his comprehension of swordsmanship is already fast, and he has directly comprehended the sword intent, it is obvious that there is still a long way to go.
However, Qing Yao has been practicing swords for ten years, and she is obviously also an existence with outstanding talents, and her attainments in swordsmanship are definitely not comparable to the current Jiang Zhenwu.
Come to the mountains.
The old Taoist priest and the old man Wang sat opposite each other, Qing Yao stood behind the old man Wang, Jiang Nan stood behind the old Taoist priest with some restraint, Jiang Zhenwu poured a cup of tea for the two elders, and also stood by Jiang Nan's side honestly.
Old man Wang has become much more serious now, took a sip of tea from the teacup, smashed his mouth, and said lightly: "Old Dao, you have become picky, and only give me tea?"
The True Yang Taoist also took a sip of tea and said, "If you're just here to drink, then where to go back and forth." ”
Old man Wang dragged a little bored, and said: "Sure enough, after becoming a bull's nose, it will become so boring, and he will be chattering all day long."
The old Taoist priest's movements slowed down when he drank tea, a halo flashed in his eyes, and he asked lightly, "What does he want to do?"
Old man Wang smiled disdainfully and said, "He set up a law enforcement team back then, and wanted to manage all the martial artists in the world, but unfortunately he could only manage a few epsom rice. Some time ago, Pang Jun came to Zhonghai and was seriously injured and dying by you, and after going back, Dongfang Yongze asked for a lot of places to let Pang Jun recover, but his strength was greatly reduced!"
This is a recent incident that happened at the top of the law enforcement team, and it is directly related to the True Yang Daoist and Jiang Zhenwu, so Jiang Zhenwu listened very carefully.
Old Man Wang continued: "Now, Dongfang Yongze proposes that all the major sects in the world send a master to the law enforcement team to become an elder and enjoy official authorization. At the same time, all of our sects must also be subject to the jurisdiction of the law enforcement team, and all masters are obliged to obey his dispatch from Dongfang Yongze!"
Speaking of this, Old Man Wang stood up and slapped the table, his face flashed a hint of ruddy, and he said angrily: "He Dongfang Yongze has such a big face, he actually wants to manage everyone in the world? Even Lao Tzu wants to take care of it? Even you, the old Taoist, he also wants to take care of it." He doesn't want to think about it, without us, he can be where he is today? Back then, he begged to come to your door, but you refused, and now he actually kills your door and wants to kill your apprentice!"
"Lao Dao, you say, can you bear this thing?"
Whew!
Old man Wang was short of breath, his face was crimson, panting, and he looked like he was angry and scolded the street.
However, everyone else was quiet, and no one responded.
His apprentice Qing Yao was still standing coldly behind him, not saying a word, and his expression did not even change.
And Jiang Zhenwu also watched calmly, although Jiang Nan was curious about all the relationships, he also knew that he had no right to speak.
The old Taoist priest, and even the old god was drinking tea on the ground, just glanced at the old man Wang, and said lightly: "I will pant after saying a few words, and you have lost all these years of cultivation to the dog?"
Suddenly, Old Man Wang smiled awkwardly.
Jiang Zhenwu also instantly understood that this old man Wang was pretending, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
is also a senior master, the old Taoist can be a master outside the world, but this old man Wang is ever-changing, a master for a while, a bandit for a while, and then he has become an actor again
Old man Wang put away his embarrassed smile, sat down to drink tea again, looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "That old Taoist, you just watched that Dongfang apricot sit up step by step?"
He performed just now, just to pull the old Taoist priest into the water.
But the True Yang Daoist still dragged calmly and said, "What does this have to do with me?"
Old man Wang stood up instantly, and said with a hint of anger: "He wants to take care of you, he wants you and your apprentice to obey his orders in the future, and let you become his subordinates, and it has nothing to do with you?"
The True Yang Daoist smiled, put down the teacup, and said softly: "This matter, that one failed to do it back then, he is an Oriental Yongze, can it be done?" Moreover, I live in seclusion, even if he wants to control me, he can't control {what he wants to manage, it is your major sects that use your power to rule the world and be the actual martial arts alliance leader in this land of Shenzhou!"
"However, this matter is just wishful thinking on his part, the one who couldn't do it back then, he can't do it now, and no one can do it in the future, you people from several major sects, don't worry about it at all. ”
The True Yang Taoist said loudly, as if he had seen through the situation in the world.