The expected bad outcome did not materialize, the fog began to thin, and a small pond appeared in his sight. When he saw the pond, his dry lips and hot throat shocked Xiao Wuyou. He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for half a year.

Wu Jun can't eat and drink naturally, but the premise is to absorb the energy of the day to replenish it. However, from the edge of entering the endless, all the elixirs and elixirs in his body, including the aged wine, were used by him as energy. At this point, he wasn't much different from a hungry mortal.

He wanted to jump into the pond and enjoy the seemingly sweet water, but the only reason to stay was to make his strong desire, because at this time, at the edge of the pond, he saw an old man sitting there in Lingyi, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, looking like he was fishing.

There is no greater hope than the great hope of leaving Nirvana. Little Wuyou walked up to the old man, bowed to him, and said, "Young generation, I see you. ”

Xiao Wuyou thought that his tone and attitude were sincere, but the old man, who couldn't see clearly, didn't answer at all. He still sat there like a rock, not moving.

"I've seen you before. Xiao Wuyou said it again, but there was still no response.

This eccentric old man naturally aroused the interest of Xiao Wuyou. His eyes were silently fixed on the old man, and he could no longer move.

In the distance, he just thought that the old man was sitting there fishing, but now when he came to a nearby place, he noticed that this sitting posture had a strange smell.

Although the old man does not make any movements, he is also like a stone that does not move, but this is completely different from the stillness of ordinary people. Ordinary people, even monks like him, even if they stand still, will show a rhythm. This kind of rhythm brought about by the living spirit cannot be abandoned, but the old man today does not have this rhythm at all, but without it, Xiao Wuyou can still feel that the old man is a living person. This contradictory feeling is like a shriveled old man who is just a human skin, and under the human skin is a majestic mountain.

"There really is someone who can stand still like a mountain. Little Wuyou said in disappointment.

When he was in Qihun Pavilion, he comprehended the four strategies of Feng Volcano Forest. The impact of this strategy on him was not only a challenge to his Hunting, but also an application to the wind volcanic forest.

They once said that the meaning of Xiao Wuyou's swordsmanship is definitely not a fancy and useless thing. At the time, he didn't understand what that meant. He didn't understand what they meant until much later. Behind the fancy steps of swordsmanship, the four essences of the Fenhu Mountains and Forests are embodied. If all four elements can be understood, he will open a whole new door - kendo.

Xiao Wuwu has loved to use swords all his life. If he could choose the path of a path, he would definitely choose the path of the sword.

But achieving kendo is not a simple matter. The mountain forests of wind and fire are the way to start. This is just the beginning of the way of the mountain forest of wind and fire. Xiao Wuyou also found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it. He always felt that he was only one step away from the real wind volcano forest. But this step, decades later, still hasn't come out. Even Xiao Wuyou once suspected that he was taking a fundamentally wrong path, but today, he saw a senior who knew how to move the spirit.

"In the stillness, it also contains the breath of life of the mountain. "This is the real Phoenix Mountain Forest. Little Wuyou's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. At this time, he forgot to ask the old man about the way out and the oddities of the place. Now he is a child who is addicted to martial arts.

An inexplicable change quietly sprouted in Xiao Wuyou's body, and his temperament also changed dramatically at this moment. His cultivation was still the eighteenth day of Wujun, but it gave people the feeling that he was an otherworldly outsider, and this moment was just a state of epiphany.

After a long time, this realm gradually calmed down, and Xiao Wu returned to his original appearance, but his eyebrows changed.

"To be a carefree offspring is not to insult the reputation of your master. At this time, the old man's fishing rod shook slightly, and he said softly.

At this time, if Xiao Wuyou doesn't know that the other party has talent, it is a waste of his talent. He bowed to the old man again and said, "Thank you for your kindness." I can't thank you enough. ”

At this time, Xiao Wuyou was even more shocked, and he understood the essence of Feng Volcano Forest. From the tone of this eccentric old man, it was clear that he had a lot to do with his master. According to Yan, his master died as early as 10,000 years ago. But the old man, before his eyes, must know that the master was 10,000 years ago, that is to say, he lived in the past 10,000 years, and more than 10,000 years in the world to survive, and the strength of each other was also about to come out, the scope of the Tao.

The fishing rod in the old man's hand disappeared from the air, and he walked away with his hands behind his back. Although Xiao Wu couldn't figure out the old man's thoughts, he also followed closely in the past.

It's a very small place. There are three to five huts, two to three pine trees. With such a pond, that's all there is to it. As for the place outside of this small place, it is covered in layers of fog and there is no way to see farther.

The old man walked into a hut. There is a bunch of nameless monuments in the shack, and there is also Xiao Wuyou's "Yan Huang Shengjian" on it. The old man walked up to Yan Huang Shengjian, his eyes cloudy with a hint of nostalgia. He stretched out his hand and stroked Yan Huang Shengjian's body. "Old man, it is good for you to walk more simply, and to put the burden on me. ”

After listening to the old man's words, Xiao Wuyou was even more convinced that the old man in the robe really knew his master, which made Xiao Wuyou even more respectful. It doesn't matter if he's looking for the old man or not, but as long as he knows that his master is on the other side, he's worthy of respect. He was not in a hurry to ask the old man about the doubts in his heart, but stood quietly behind the old man.

After a long time, the old man's hand left the Yanhuang Sword and said softly, "I have already defeated a few. ”

He seemed to be infected by the old man's words. Xiao Wuyou's voice didn't dare to be too high. On the contrary, he said mildly, "If you go back to the older generation, the younger generation defeated two old military general brothers. ”

"To be able to create a way of life without a pulse, and to be able to pull out two pieces first, the qualifications are not so good. The old man still said lightly.

Xiao blushed after he didn't. He defeated the great historian Wang and Luo Jue, who is known as the greatest hero. In this barren land of the South, almost no one can match them in talent and perseverance. However, when he defeated his two older brothers, he failed, and when we saw the change in Xiao Wuyou's eyes, there was also a hint of gratitude in the corners of the old man's eyes. Proud and complacent geniuses are everywhere, but geniuses who can accept the teachings of others and are not afraid of challenges are not so easy to come across. Such a genius, as long as he does not die, will definitely become a powerhouse unparalleled in the world. Now Xiao Wu has the prototype of a strong man in the world.

"The heart is of good quality. I really want to see the talent of other talents. Let's go to Middle-earth. The wilderness of the South is too small for you. The old man said suddenly.

Little Wuyou was surprised. He had never heard of such a place.

The old man seemed to have known about this a long time ago. With a wave of his arm, a huge curtain of light and shadows appeared in the sky. Mountains and rivers are densely distributed in the middle of the sky, which is clearly a map. The old man said calmly, "This is the real boundless land. ”