The old man had an old face and gray temples, but his eyes were not cloudy at all, they were clear, and he looked Wang Xiaoshi up and down: "Since you came in, it won't be a bother, and the remaining half of the bucket of dung water, please help me water it." ”

For the old man's almost rude request, Wang Xiaoshi's heart did not have any resistance, with the old man's mysterious cultivation in the martial arts, he had the qualifications to let himself do things.

Moreover, the old man's tone gave Wang Xiaoshi a particularly cordial feeling, as if this old man was an elder who he respected and deserved to do things for him.

He put on his gloves, picked up the dung scoop, walked in front of the dung bucket, and secretly thought in his heart: "The Wang family actually hides such a peerless master, the first family in the capital, it really lives up to its reputation, this old man, must be the guard of General Wang, the master of national art who can live until now in the last century, has been in war for a long time, and is a peerless master." ”

Wang Xiaoshi usually does things casually, but in front of this big master, he doesn't dare to be careless.

He held the short-handled dung scoop in his hand, stepped on the seven-star step under his feet, his legs and feet seemed to be curved but not curved, as if he was straight but not straight, and each scoop of the short-handled dung scoop was poured out, which was the assassination and whirling action of the ancient martial arts weapon hook and sickle, which was mixed with the hidden weapon technique of the Tang Sect full of rain in the sky, and the abyss stopped Yuezhi, in the lightness, with the majesty of steady iron stone.

The dung he spilled, every drop passed through the lush leaves and landed on the roots.

Wang Xiaoshi's technique, in the eyes of ordinary people, is not the slightest unusual, it is nothing more than a straighter waist and a more stable wrist.

But in the eyes of a great expert like the old man, he immediately saw the martial arts truth contained in it, his pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but shout hello.

Wang Xiaoshi smiled slightly, looking at the shocked look in the old man's eyes, knowing that the old man had seen his martial arts realm, he didn't look back, and spilled out a scoop of dung and water, splashing the green vegetables one by one.

The old man watched from the sidelines, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became, only to see that the young man's steps were light, like a cat's step, silently, but it gave people a heavy feeling of an elephant stepping on the ground, as if every step stepped out, the ground would tremble.

This feeling of lightness and heaviness is mixed together to form a strange sense of rhythm, and with his rhythm, even the beating of his heart is fast and slow, and he gradually becomes a little out of breath.

The person who helped the old man pick up the dung water was a round-faced young man, a sincere and loyal face, some of whom were old and old, with childishness on their faces, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

He looked at Wang Xiaoshi's figure moving rhythmically, and suddenly felt that his heart was also fast and slow, his face became red, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The old man glanced at the young man, smiled slightly, and waved his hand to make him stand down: "Ah Yuan, you stand down, don't look at this gentleman, you can't resist his momentum." ”

Ah Yuan glanced at Wang Xiaoshi in surprise, bowed respectfully to the old man, and then retreated silently.

After pouring the last bucket of dung, this vegetable field, just after all the splashing, the old man handed Wang Xiaoshi a clean towel, Ah Yuan brought clean water, the two washed their hands, and sat down on the bluestone bench in the courtyard.

The old man looked at Wang Xiaoshi, and there was an indescribable look of shock in his eyes: "Young man, don't you mind telling me, what is your name, and are you also a descendant of the Wang family?" ”

Wang Xiaoshi has an inexplicable sense of closeness to this sixty-year-old man, as if all the unhappiness and secrets in his heart can be told to him.

He said lightly: "My surname is Wang, and I don't know if I am a descendant of the Wang family, the first time I came here, are you always a guard here?" It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen a master like you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette and handed the old man a red river, the old man shook his hand, took out a dry tobacco pouch from his arms, and said with a smile: "I smoke this, this is strong enough, the strength is good, do you want to give it a try?" ”

He seemed to deliberately ignore Wang Xiaoshi's words, slowly filled the dry tobacco pouch with golden tobacco, and handed it to Wang Xiaoshi.

Wang Xiaoshi was a little curious, he grew up abroad since he was a child, and he had never seen anyone who could smoke like this, so he took the dry tobacco pouch at the moment, took the match that the old man received, lightly stroked, lit the dry tobacco pouch, and then took a deep breath.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

A scorching and stimulating smell of tobacco went directly into his nasal cavity, Wang Xiaoshi coughed violently, coughed up tears, quickly returned the cigarette pouch to the old man, and waved his hand again and again: "It's amazing, this smoke is so strong." ”

"Hahaha"

The old man laughed heartily, took the cigarette pouch in Wang Xiaoshi's hand, and took a puff with taste: "You young people, you can't stand this, alas, this old fellow has been with me for ten years." ”

He stroked the cigarette pouch, and his eyes showed a sad look, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, and he was silent.

After a long time, the old man came back to his senses, glanced at Wang Xiaoshi, and sighed apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm old, I'm always distracted, by the way, your kung fu is really handsome, so many years, I have only seen three young people who have reached this realm, and you are the third." ”

Wang Xiaoshi saw that he was only in his sixties, in his early seventies, younger than Wang Zhengyun, and he actually said that he was old, and smiled bitterly, but when he practiced kung fu to a high level, the aging of human physiology was slow, and it was not easy to say.

"Three? You mean, a warrior like me, you've seen three"

Wang Xiaoshi was shocked when he heard the old man's words, his mother once said that after he reached the peak of his strength, there are few people in this world who can match him, except for some ancient masters left over from the last century in Huaxia and Risang.

However, after those ancient masters experienced the tragic Sino-Japanese War, they died and were crippled, and even if they could survive intact, they rarely showed up, just like the old man in front of them, they didn't expect that there were still young people who were comparable to themselves.

Soon, Wang Xiaoshi was relieved, although the modern national art has declined, there are no young masters, but haven't he also cultivated to the current realm?

There is also the mysterious woman on the Phoenix Stage, who is similar to herself, if she gives Dao Ling'er a little more time, she may be able to compete with herself.

The world is so big, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, what I know, there are two masters who are above the strength, and the old man knows three demigod-level masters, what is the big deal?

The old man seemed to feel Wang Xiaoshi's surprise and nodded: "Well, compared to them, you seem to be a little shallower, but you have the most potential for stamina, and you are the one who is the most promising master to break through the limit." ”

"I'll go, the heat is the shallower"

Wang Xiaoshi almost fell to the ground, what kind of demons are the other two, how many points are they stronger than themselves?

Wang Xiaoshi did not doubt the old man's words at all, with his vision and martial arts cultivation, the sharpness and precision of his vision did not need to be doubted at all.

"Can I know the other two?"

Wang Xiaoshi was a little expectant, if he could find a master of the same level as himself to seal and communicate, maybe his martial arts realm would make a breakthrough.

"Alas"

The old man stopped talking, but let out a long sigh, and a trace of pathos flashed in his eyes.

Wang Xiaoshi felt the change in the old man's feelings, and he didn't dare to ask any more, and hesitated for a while: "Senior, have you broken through the realm of transformation and reached the legendary realm?" ”

This is the question Wang Xiaoshi wants to ask the most, before opening that door, his heart is full of yearning for the scenery behind that door.

The old man nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "When I was young, I had already touched that door, and it can also be said that I broke through to reach that realm, but unfortunately I am getting older and older, my body is weak, and my spirit and spirit have dropped a lot, and then even the realm has declined, alas." ”

The old man let out a long sigh, and in the sigh, he was full of helplessness, for the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't avoid it after all.

However, even so, Wang Xiaoshi's eyes widened in surprise, the mysterious and ethereal realm in the legend, at this moment, was so close to him, close at hand.

"You mean, you used to be a god-level master?"

Wang Xiaoshi obviously knew what the old man meant, but he still asked more in disbelief.

"Hehe, god-level masters don't dare to call themselves up, but above the strength, the qi and blood of the whole body condense into pills, the depleted bone marrow begins to grow again, the aging body functions will be rejuvenated, and even the lost teeth will grow back, such a master is already a god."

The old man touched his hair and said with emotion: "I have already broken through the strength and entered a higher realm, but unfortunately I have just broken through, and I was seriously injured that is difficult to recover. ”

The old man's words made Wang Xiaoshi even more shocked, what kind of person could actually hurt an already god-level master? In this world, is there really a first-class character of Da Luo Jinxian?

The old man looked at Wang Xiaoshi's stunned expression, and said lightly: "In this world, there are many real masters in the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, but according to my opinion, you are also qualified to enter the ranks of god-level masters. ”

When he said this, there was a little more sternness in his eyes, he slowly got up, looked at a long white cloud in the sky, and said slowly: "At that time, you don't forget the responsibilities and obligations you should bear." ”

After he finished speaking, he pinned the dry tobacco pouch to his waist and walked towards a blue brick hut in the courtyard, as if he didn't want to talk to Wang Xiaoshi anymore.

Wang Xiaoshi looked at his back blankly, didn't understand what the old man meant, shook his head, and left the back garden full of mysterious flavor.

He went out of the back garden, and according to Wang Yangu's arrangement, he sat at the Eight Immortals table on the side of the northeast corner, Wang Yangu carefully introduced Wang Xiaoshi's identity, and at the same time introduced all the companions at the table.

These people are basically the grandchildren of the Wang family, and if they are pulled outside, they are all arrogant and domineering, and they are the grandchildren of the prominent kings and grandchildren

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