The sunset sinks down the mountain, the sky gradually darkens, the faint fire light in the depths of the bamboo forest guides the road, the winding path is quiet, and it is not far from the bamboo forest, and the eyes suddenly open up, and a small bamboo building appears in front of you.

There is a small stove in front of the bamboo building, on which is a teapot, and next to it are three small benches.

The white-haired old man in an old robe, leaning on the recliner with his eyes closed, raised his hand and pointed to the bench next to him after Xu Buling walked out of the bamboo forest, and there was bruise medicine next to the bench.

"Meet the old man."

"Hello old man."

Xu Buling walked to the bench with Lin Yuli, put Lin Yuzhen on it, picked up the bruising medicine next to him, and began to treat the unconscious Lin Yuli.

The nightingale went out for the first time and met a big man he had seen in the book, so he was naturally a little cramped, sat down on the small bench in a regular manner, and secretly glanced at it, comparing it with the Daomen swordsman in the book.

Xu Buling was actually a little curious, he thought he was an immortal with immortal wind bones, but when he saw the appearance of Qingxu Zhenren, he was no different from an ordinary old Taoist priest, and said with a smile at the moment:

"Don't tell me, take the liberty to visit, and ask the old Taoist not to blame."

Qingxu Dao Chang picked up the teapot and took a sip:

"It's not the first time I've been presumptuous. Back then, I asked people to go to Suzhou, and I wanted to call your kid over as an apprentice, but you were good, and you directly kicked people out, your vision is higher than the sky, and you can't look down on this small place, and now you run to the door to do something? ”

Xu Buling's expression stiffened slightly, he was indeed crazy when he was a child, and he took away a lot of seniors in the rivers and lakes, and it seemed that he had offended people.

"At that time, I was young and ignorant, but this time I happened to pass through the Golden Silk Gorge, and I heard that the old Taoist was cultivating here, and I must have come to visit."

"The dolls on the rivers and lakes like to visit famous teachers, ask for advice on this and that, especially like to find an older person like me, asking questions and asking every sentence is like heaven. In fact, there is no need, they are all people, just like the old man, I just can't run to live here to retire, martial arts is definitely not as strong as the young and strong. As for the way of life, those who understand it do not need to be taught, and those who do not understand it are useless to teach it. If it's immortal cultivation, then don't even ask, I haven't even figured it out even when I've half my foot in the ground. ”

The nightingale listened to it for a long time, but she understood the meaning - don't ask anything, I don't know.

"Grandpa, they all say that 'there is an old family and a treasure', a master like you, who has seen more and understands nature, even if you don't ask anything, you will benefit a lot from chatting."

Qingxu Dao Chang opened his eyes, looked at the well-behaved little nightingale sitting next to him, and chuckled:

"It's okay, it's okay for me to stay here anyway, the little friend who was chatting with me was also beaten down by you, just say whatever you want."

Nightingale sat up a little straighter: "Grandpa, I heard that you and Gonggong Jia, the chief administrator of Chang'an City, once fought in front of Emperor Xiaozong, and the mountains and rivers changed color and the sun and moon were dull, but in the book, you don't seem to have lost, and Gonggong Jia has never lost, so was it difficult for you to have a tie at that time?" ”

Qingxu Zhenren took a sip of tea: "The good deeds are written blindly, when General Xu broke Chang'an, I was only eighteen or nineteen, and Father-in-law Jia was seven or eight years younger than me, so I didn't have a photo at that time." Later, Father-in-law Jia never left the imperial city, and I never went in, so I still don't know what he looks like. ”

Nightingale nodded thoughtfully, a little disappointed: "Then don't you know who of you is powerful?" It's a pity ......."

"In terms of martial arts alone, Gonggong Jia may be more powerful, after all, he is still guarding the palace. I've lived here in seclusion since I was fifty years old, and now I'm eighty, and I've almost forgotten how to use a sword. ”

"Then who do you think is the most powerful among the contemporary masters of the rivers and lakes?"

"Hmmm......"

Qingxu Zhenren closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"It's hard to say, the rivers and lakes have been silent for ten years, that is, a generation, and it is difficult to say which is higher and which is lower than not. However, in terms of talent, among the current good players, Li Hansheng is the most powerful, in just three or four years, he has changed from a weak scholar to a generation of heroes, and now he can't figure out what he looks like. In the future, your son-in-law, Mei Qusheng, the apprentice of the old guy in Yuelu Mountain, should be in the top ten, and he can compete for the top three. ”

"What about me?"

The nightingale sat up straight, full of energy.

Qingxu Zhenren looked at it a few times and shook his head:

"Yin and Yang are the way of heaven in the world, since the ancient wilderness, it is men hunting, women picking mulberry, and women practicing martial arts are born to suffer. Martial arts is a thing that has too high physical requirements, and it is even worse to get to the top ten in the world, and it is even more difficult for a woman to be a martial arts leader than her daughter. Your talent is already unbeatable, as long as you study hard, it is possible to start a sect and be called a grandmaster, but Wu Kui don't think about it. Did Lin Yuzhen see it? There is not a single good seedling among the 100,000 people, and when you meet a real martial artist, you can't bear it, and you can calculate how far you are wrong. ”

The nightingale frowned slightly, and glanced at Lin Yuri, who was lying half-dead on the long board:

"He's amazing?"

Xu Buling applied some wound medicine, wiped his hands and sat down on the small bench:

"Naturally powerful, only twenty-seven or eighteen, I'm afraid it's not far from Tang Jiao in the Ten Martial Kui, as long as you work hard enough and add a little luck, you may not be able to enter the Ten Martial Kui in ten years."

Qingxu Zhenren nodded: "Lin Yuri's foundation is good, but his heart is a little worse." Young people are too sharp and easy to break, and if the edge is too soft, they can't be stabbed. Lin Yuzhen hid his feng too early, and at a young age, he began to think about being sleek and comprehensive, and he was not happy enough after thinking about it. People who practice martial arts, think about doing so much, first and then salute after fighting, and then say, if you have the ability, the other party will naturally be convinced, and if you don't have the ability, it is useless to say that it sounds good, but it is a pity that these things have to be understood by yourself, and others say that it is useless. ”

Xu Buling nodded seriously: "I've been taught." ”

Qingxu Zhenren glanced at Xu Buling and thought for a while:

"Your baby has changed a lot, and it was a typical example of too sharp back then. I didn't like you, but the talent is too good, the last one was Zuo Zhexian, the god of war who founded the Northern Qi Dynasty, and I haven't met it for hundreds of years. I hesitated again and again, but I still asked people to invite you over, thinking about cultivating yourself on Wudang Mountain to see if you could polish and mellow, but you refused......"

Xu Buling's expression was embarrassed and he smiled lightly.

Qingxu Zhenren held the small teapot and sighed: "At that time, I pinched my fingers, you kid may not live to be twenty years old, and if you come later, something will happen, and you will become crippled after being hit by the Lock Dragon Gu." However, the genius of Tianzong focuses on the word 'Tianzhong', I really didn't expect you to be able to withstand this catastrophe, not only is the dragon and the tiger alive, but the temperament has also changed a lot, if you are not arrogant or impatient, I am afraid that you can really raise the world's martial arts to a higher level......

…… It's a pity that you are wrong to be born in a princely family, the starting point is too high, and the small fish pond of the rivers and lakes cannot accommodate it, and it is a bad thing to concentrate on practicing martial arts and ignore the livelihood of the people. Otherwise, my old bones will beg and ask to accept you as an apprentice. ”

"No matter how high the martial arts are, they are also people, it is impossible to really become an immortal, even if it is Zuo Zhexian, in the end, he will be buried in Zhongnan Mountain......" Xu Buling said here, and suddenly remembered the rumors of the rivers and lakes that Zhongli Chuchu talked about, and asked curiously at the moment:

"I have heard that Zuo Zhexian left three volumes of books, the first two of which are true, but the last one has not been confirmed. Some people on the rivers and lakes say that it is called "Tongtian Treasure Book", collect a few pieces of jade pendants, you can find clues, can the old Taoist know about this? ”