Chapter 229: Heir
Jun Wenxin gasped for a moment, walked quickly to the old man's side, and exclaimed with a face: "Senior, I..."
The old man smiled and nodded, his gaze resting on him, full of relief and love, and whispered, "You are very good, really good." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and said leisurely: "Even if I cultivated this 'Killing Ghosts and Gods' True Sword Technique back then, I wouldn't be much faster than you. β
"Huh!"
Jun Wenxin inserted the Taiyi Divine Sword back into the scabbard, the excitement on his face still did not fade, and said, "Senior, if it weren't for your guidance, I really don't know when I would be able to practice this peerless true method!"
"Humph!"
The old man showed a look of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "In the Qingyun Sect today, in addition to Dao Xuan, it is okay for Tian Buyi to have Cang Song, who betrayed Qingyun, and the other elders are all unsuccessful guys. β
Jun was stunned, he has been learning from this mysterious ancestral hall old man for more than ten years, over the years, every time he has practiced a deeper, his admiration and admiration for this old man has deepened, and he really feels that this old man has opened a world for himself that he never knew, and it turns out that cultivation can still be practiced like this.
And on weekdays, Jun Wenxin and the old man have been together for a long time, plus the two have a strong sense of intimacy with each other, the old man has become more and more fond of him, and the words he has spoken to him on weekdays have gradually increased, which naturally involves some people who comment on the world.
At first, although Jun Wenxin didn't dare to refute, he was also a little unconvinced in his heart, but as his cultivation deepened, he felt more and more that this old man was really unfathomable, and even more felt that he was so arrogant, and naturally had his reason.
It's just that he felt a little unfair that Da Zhufeng's obese uncle Tian Buyi was actually above his master, and he couldn't help but say this time: "Senior, I don't think that Tian Buyi is so great, right?"
The old man glanced at him, shook his head and said, "What do you young people know?" Tian Buyi doesn't look amazing, but he has another talent in cultivation, and he has a resolute and persistent temperament, which is far beyond the reach of others, which is especially important after the in-depth cultivation. β
He snorted coldly and said, "The characters in this world are nine out of ten, like Tianyun, Shang Zhengliang and a bunch of wastes before, what do you know?"
Jun Wenxin was silent, but seeing that the old man's face was arrogant, and in his words, he regarded the Tianyun Dao people and several other Qingyun Shou who were famous all over the world as waste, if this was spread outside, it would be a shocking joke, but somehow, Jun Wenxin didn't even have any suspicion at the moment.
The old man turned his head to look at Jun Wenxin, and said: "Although you can already use this style of 'slaying ghosts and gods', but this style of true law sword technique is strong to the yang, although the power is great, but it also consumes your own vitality, you are gifted, you can already cultivate this method at a young age, but you still need to continue to practice, before you can use it freely, until the critical moment, or do not use this true law sword technique." β
Jun Wenxin bowed in front of him and said respectfully: "Yes, the disciple knows." β
The old man helped him up, looked at him a few times, and a trace of arrogance flashed across his face, and said: "Fang Today, both inside and outside the Qingyun Sect only said that the 'Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique' is the supreme true method of my Qingyun Gate, in fact, what kind of person was the ancestor I sent back then, he sorted out the Dao method passed down by the ancestor of his predecessors, and with his own comprehension from the nameless ancient scroll, a total of four types of true law sword recipes were passed down, which one is not the supreme true law of great power?"
"What?"
Jun was shocked, and said, "There are such things! She had never told me before. β
The old man shook his head slightly and said, "Your master doesn't know either." β
Jun Wenxin's surprise is not trivial, Master Shuiyue's status in Qingyunmen is not low, but this old man actually said that even she didn't know, but in fact, Master Shuiyue did not say anything to him.
Regarding the origin of this old man's identity, Jun Wenxin couldn't help but feel a little more curious in his heart, thinking of the word "ten thousand" that the immortal hall assassin Zhou Yin said before his death ten years ago, coupled with the name of "Wan Jianyi" in the mouths of the demon sect on Liubo Mountain, a long time ago, he suspected that this old man was that Wan Jianyi, but he didn't know why he fell here, and Jun Wenxin hadn't found a single bit of his information over the years, and when she asked Master Shuiyue, she always wanted to say nothing.
The old man's eyes full of vicissitudes of life only turned on his face, and he knew the young man's thoughts, but he didn't say anything, but suddenly frowned, as if he had noticed something, and suddenly glanced into the distance.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze, with a strange expression on his face, and then said lightly: "It's not too early, you can finish today's homework first!"
Jun Wenxin answered, and sat alone in the open space in front of the ancestral hall, closed his eyes.
The Taiyi Divine Sword, which emitted a light purple light, floated lightly above his head, emitting a purple circle of light that enveloped him, flashing a mysterious strange light in the sunlight.
Soon only the old man was left in the field, and he was silent for a long time, and then his body returned to his rickety form, and he staggered to the side, and the broom danced, and the dust was raised, and as he swept up the dust of the stones, the mysterious charms in the secret places were swept up by him as if nothing were floating into the dust.
After tidying up the open space, filling those stones in the big pit that had been punched out by Jun's heart, and barely filling it up, the old man seemed to be a little wheezing and tired, and stood and rested for a while, and then slowly turned around and walked back to the main hall of the ancestral hall.
In the main hall of the ancestral hall, it was still as quiet and dim as ever, and in front of the countless spiritual seats enshrined in the depths of the hall, little by little flickering candles burned silently.
It's just that at this moment, there is still an extra figure, standing in front of those spiritual positions, standing with a long body.
That person was dressed in a dark green robe, and he was the real person of Dao Xuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect today.
Dao Xuan Zhenren heard the sound of footsteps, turned his head and glanced at the old man, but he didn't say anything, turned his head and looked at the ancestral spirit cards, and then stepped forward, picked up three fine incense sticks on the sacrificial table in front of the spirit cards, lit them on the candle fire next to them, respectfully held the incense three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"I haven't been here for a while..."
Dao Xuan Zhenren's voice was calm and slow, as if he was talking to a very old friend, "I wonder if the Rank Ancestor will blame me?"
The old man standing behind him walked up tremblingly, leaned the broom aside, picked up a rag, gently wiped off the incense ashes on the sacrificial table, and said in a low voice: "You have made my Qingyunmen so impressive, and it is too late for the ranking patriarch to rejoice, how can I blame you?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren smiled faintly, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly said, "You seem to be a little older again." β
The old man's body paused for a moment, then he continued to wipe the table, and said without looking back: "People who even have dead hearts naturally age faster." β
Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the old man silently and did not speak again.
The old man slowly and carefully wiped the sacrificial table, put the rag aside, turned to face Dao Xuan Zhenren, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said, "You saw it all just now?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded silently and sighed: "That kid's qualifications are indeed very high, but..."
His voice seemed to be a little louder: "I didn't expect that you would pass on the 'Demon Slaying God' to him. β
The old man snorted and said, "This kid has good mental qualifications, so why don't you pass it on?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren's face changed, as if he had an angry face, but somehow, in the face of this old man, he, the leader of the righteous path respected in the world, was extremely patient, and it was such sarcastic words, he only changed his complexion, and then held back.
The old man paused for a moment and continued: "Besides, over the years, you have taught this child everything you have learned in your life, and you have made decisions and decisions, do you think I don't know what you are thinking?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren said lightly: "Oh, isn't this good, the heir that you and I have cultivated together." β
--------------------