Coming out of the kitchen, I was still thinking about what Xiao Shi told me, I really couldn't imagine that this bad old man who was not good-looking was so powerful that he could defeat the Sword Master, it was really unseemly. When I walked to the east wing, I happened to see the old man sitting on a chair under the big tree to cool off, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot with the thin old man at noon. I thought why not ask him how he won the Juggernaut at that time?

So she walked up to him softly, wondering how she could get his words out. The old man, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, apparently heard the voice, raised his head and glanced at me, and then looked at me no more. "Daddy~" As soon as he shouted, he felt goosebumps on his body. I used to see him either call him "head" or "hey", and I didn't feel used to calling him dad at first glance.

"Is there something wrong?" the old man was steady, and he didn't even lift his eyelids. "Dad, drink some water. I pretended to be a filial girl and brought the tea to him. The old man took the teacup, took a sip, and lay down comfortably on the Taishi's chair. I thought to myself, you're too good at enjoying life.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, I picked up the fan on the table and fanned him, and asked carefully, "Daddy, tell me the story of your martial arts competition with the Sword Master." The old man snorted, noncommittal. Don't mind, I don't usually see that he's a reserved person.

"Have you heard about that?" asked the old man, with his eyes closed.

"That's it, Daddy defeated the Sword Master, no one in the world knows!" I hurriedly patted his ass.

The corners of the old man's mouth turned up slightly, and a sentence came out: "Actually, I didn't fight the Sword Saint at all."

"Daddy, don't be modest. This answer was so unexpected to me, could it be that the little stone deliberately bluffed me?

"Well, it's a long story. The old man said to himself: "Back then, I had practiced hard for more than ten years, learned three kung fu, and could take charge of it on my own, so I deceived five thousand taels of silver from your grandfather, and bought this mountain to prepare to open a sect to accept apprentices." I never thought that the Juggernaut would not issue me a token, which made me so distressed. The mountain has been bought, the house has been built, and if the party can't be opened, won't the five thousand taels of silver be wasted? At that time, those martial arts people made fun of me, saying that if I wanted to open a martial arts sect, I could only defeat the Sword Saint. Who doesn't have a hot-headed time? Lao Tzu was angry, so he let out big words to defeat the Sword Master. As soon as I said it, I regretted it. But there is no way, if I don't go to be a turtle with a shrunken head, who will still look up to me in the future? I had to go to Luoyang to find a Sword Saint to comment. ”

The old man got up and took a sip of tea, cleared his throat and continued, "I waited outside his house for three whole days before the doorman let me in. When I arrived in the lobby, I saw an old man eating broad beans with his head down, and when he saw me coming in, he beckoned me to close the door and go over to eat together. I went over and sat down, and in a short time, a large pot of broad beans was eaten by both of us. ”

The old man sighed as if he had just finished eating, and continued: "I was thinking, is it time to start a martial arts competition after this is all eaten?" Just as he was hesitating, the Sword Master pointed to a box in front of me and said, "Take the token." My mind went blank, so I thanked him like a puppet and got up to leave.

The Sword Master suddenly stopped me and asked me what kind of kung fu you teach in the Open Door Sect? I told him that I had practiced hard for more than ten years and learned three kung fu, Qi Condensation Gong, Easy Sword and Ethereal Palm, and I was ready to fuse the strengths of each family to create a set of swordsmanship. The Sword Saint nodded slightly, pointed to a book on the table next to him and said to me, there is a secret book there for you to take back, if you can meet a talented disciple in the future, give him this secret book. I'll take it and take a look..."

"It's the Hundred Battles Heart Method!" I couldn't help but interject.

The old man glanced at me and said, "Well, it's "Hundred Battles Heart Method", I thought I was dreaming, and I pinched my thigh before I knew it was true. The "Hundred Battles Heart Method" integrates the sword saint's lifelong learning, pays attention to the combination of internal force and swordsmanship, controls the sword with qi, and uses sword luck, if the swordsmanship is not refined, or the internal force is not cultivated enough, according to the method mentioned in this book, it is very easy to go mad, the light one will abandon the martial arts, and the heavy one will definitely die.

In order to inherit his own exercises, the Sword Saint holds a martial arts posterity conference every year, and selects a talented young talent to teach this method, but none of them succeed, but the victims' skills are all lost, and in the end, the sword saint will no longer teach this method, and the posterity conference has also become a competition for the ability of the chief disciples of various martial arts factions. The Swordmaster was willing to give me this secret book, which was really much beyond my expectations. ”

"Then how do you say that you defeated Juggernaut, it can't be your boasting, right?" I opened my mouth to ask.

The old man said angrily, "I'm not done yet!" When I came back from Luoyang, those famous and decent people were waiting to see my jokes. I couldn't get angry for a while, so I lit up the token and the "Hundred Battles Heart Method" at them and said, "Look at it, Lao Tzu not only has a token now, but even the secret book of the Sword Master is in Lao Tzu's hands!

I thought this was the end of the day, but after a few days, it was rumored that I had defeated the Sword Master and snatched his cheats, which was known to everyone in the world. I thought that I couldn't let the name of the Sword Saint be ruined by me, and I was thinking about whether to stand up and explain the situation, but I never thought that the news of the death of the Sword Saint came out a few days later, and the rumors became more and more evil, saying that the Sword Saint was defeated by me in the competition and ended up depressed. According to the old man's confession, at that time, he was on top of the Spirit Hall of the Sword Saint, if it weren't for the help of several martial arts seniors, it is estimated that he would have been chopped up on the spot by the various martial arts gates.

"In the beginning, I was justified by people who told me that I was just eating broad beans with the Juggernaut that day, but the more I explained, the more people thought I was lying. After that, I simply didn't say anything. When he had finished speaking, the old man began to close his eyes again.

"Then dad talks about martial arts, how many can you rank in the rivers and lakes now?"

"It's hard to say, maybe one day there will be another Juggernaut-like figure. The swordsmanship in the world is ever-changing, and although our family's Zhongnan swordsmanship does not dare to boast that it is the first in the world, it is not far behind. "The old man said that Mance was organized and very confident.

"Daddy, how was my martial arts before?" I finally cheekily asked the question I had always wanted to ask.

"You?" the old man raised his head slightly and said, "Think about it, if a master goes crazy in practice, his life will be in danger at every turn, don't you just have no martial arts and memory? Then he ignored me, lay down in his chair, and fell asleep purringly.