Yangping Zhenren saw the old shopkeeper's appearance, and his heart trembled slightly. He walked a few steps and picked up the bamboo knife again, sighed and said, "Dean, do you know why junior brother and I started using bamboo knives?"

Seeing that the old shopkeeper didn't react, Yangping Zhenren said to himself: "Someone wants to see it," he stared into the old shopkeeper's eyes and continued: "Many times, we can't do what we want to do, I can't, and neither can the master, let alone the little junior brother? He hasn't gone down the mountain once in more than 20 years, do you think he doesn't want to go down the mountain? Or do you think we are pressing him and not letting him go down the mountain?" The outside world says that the people on our mountain are so powerful that they can do whatever they want without exceeding the rules, but in fact, these old guys on our mountain know that they are just deceiving themselves. ”

"We also have a few big mountains on our mountain, and it's a big mountain that is quite difficult to move. ”

After hearing this, the old shopkeeper shook his head and sneered: "So you are willing to use bamboo knives?

The tall old man smiled, looked at the bamboo knife in his hand and said: "Actually, sometimes, there is nothing wrong with using a bamboo knife, after all, it doesn't hurt people, it's good to play with it, you can't hurt yourself, let alone others." ”

The old shopkeeper seemed to feel helpless, and also sighed and said: "That old monk's attitude is the same as you?", he turned around and continued with his hands behind his back: "Actually, I can also guess that he asked me to come to Taihe Mountain, first let me talk to you for a few words, let me know your attitude, and then I will know his attitude." ”

"Well, I was a little mentally prepared when I came, if you don't agree, then I'll come by myself. The old shopkeeper said and walked out of the hall, "Some things, I really have to do it myself, at least I still have a little bit of the backbone of a scholar, unlike some people, who have lived for most of their lives, but they don't understand some reason." ”

Just when the old shopkeeper was about to step out of the door of the hall, a gust of wind came, when he turned around, he saw a bamboo knife coming straight at him, the old shopkeeper toe lightly, and then his whole body fell back a few big steps, but the bamboo knife still followed him, the speed is getting faster and faster, the old shopkeeper stretched out two fingers, just pinched the bamboo knife, but gradually he found that he couldn't parry, so after a few words in his mouth, his fingers gradually exerted force, and directly crushed the bamboo knife.

At this moment, the old shopkeeper's whole body was already outside the hall, and when he wanted to step into the hall again, he found that he couldn't take a step, he looked down, and found that he had been bound by several bundles of fairy ropes under his feet.

The old shopkeeper was a little angry, and scolded loudly: "Stinky Taoist, do you think that with a broken bamboo knife and a few bundles of broken ropes, you can tie me up?"

The hall was silent for a few seconds.

Then came the voice of a tall old man.

"Up!"

The old shopkeeper's feet were tied more and more forbidden, and he could only squat slightly, and he scolded: "Stinky Taoist, are you really playing?!"

"Good!"

He used the qi machine in his body, and just wanted to breathe, but found that his throat seemed to be choked.

"If!"

The old shopkeeper had fallen to his knees completely, his hands clutching his throat, and he couldn't even breathe at the moment.

"Water!"

With the word "water" in the hall, the old shopkeeper collapsed to the ground completely, his eyes closed, as if he had fainted.

A tall old man slowly walked out of the house, sweating profusely, holding a handful of dusty dust, and found that the dusty was still emitting a little golden light. He walked outside the hall, took back the dust, tied it around his waist, picked up the old shopkeeper with his free hands, and then walked slowly down the mountain.

Of course, it was a different way.

Yangping Zhenren muttered to the old shopkeeper who was unconscious: "Dean, don't blame me for doing this, it's really for your own good, even if I didn't knock you unconscious today, there is still Master Wangxin on the mountain, a few days ago, you will definitely not stop there, but this is okay, stay on the mountain for a while." ”

After a while, Yangping Zhenren carried the old shopkeeper to the foot of the mountain, followed by a young man with a not very good face.

Young Xiaodao's face was pale at the moment, and he was slapped to the foot of the mountain by his senior brother, although it was not the first time, but this time the senior brother obviously didn't retract much, causing his current body to be disordered, and he couldn't even use a Dao method. However, he looked at the old shopkeeper who was fainting at the moment, and he still laughed secretly, but the voice was a little loud, and he was stared at fiercely by Yang Ping Zhenren.

Yang Ping Zhenren said to Qiu Haoqiong: "You carry the dean back to his room in our backyard, he will wake up in about twelve hours, you just need to deliver the food on time, remember, you have to come according to his preferences." ”

"This... This senior brother, although I don't know what happened to you in the temple on the top of the mountain, but as far as I look at this posture, you are the one who wins, but I look at the dean's temperament, after being knocked unconscious by you like this, if he wakes up and sees me for the first time, must he beat me half to death?" Young Xiaodao clasped his hands to his chest and whispered while shaking his head.

The tall old man took Fuchen out of his waist again, and waved it lightly at the young path, and the latter flew out again, landing heavily on the ground a few seconds later.

Qiu Haoqiong, who was lying on the ground, drooped his head again, not daring to speak.

Yangping Zhenren looked at his little junior brother and said loudly: "How can I have such a stupid little junior brother like you, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, not to mention whether the dean will really kill you, just say that if I knock him unconscious, I will definitely not let him run away, I must have done something with my hands and feet! Why don't you want to do anything at all? Are you really blinded by the false name of the outside world?"

Young Xiaodao hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a smile.

"I used the phoenix rope to seal all the dean's meridians, I didn't seal my hands and feet, but now he can't use any true qi except for his body being a little better than ordinary people, he must not be able to beat you, you will accompany the dean during this time, don't let him go down the mountain, if something goes wrong, you are the only one who asks." Yang Ping Zhenren said.

Qiu Haoqiong nodded, thinking in his heart that if he recovers one day, then he can't overturn Taihe Mountain?

After Yangping Zhenren finished speaking, he left, leaving two people, one old and one young.

Young Xiaodao looked at the "corpse" on the ground, shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a low voice: "Dean, Dean, after your meridians are restored, don't trouble me, you must teach that man a hard lesson, I have no grievances with you, tell me what you want to eat during this time, I will try to find it for you, if not, I will spend money to let the cook under the mountain go up the mountain to make it for you personally!"

After the young man finished speaking, the old shopkeeper on the ground moved slightly. Qiu Haoqiong was so frightened that he took several steps back, not daring to approach, he whispered, "Dean, Dean, are you awake?"

But the people of the earth did not move.

After half a burnt of incense, Qiu Haoqiong dared to lean over slowly. He walked slowly over, and was about to pick up the dean when the man on the ground suddenly stared at him with wide eyes.

Fortunately, Qiu Haoqiong didn't dare to let go of his hand, for fear that the dean would fall to the ground, his voice trembled slightly: "Dean, are you really awake?", and then he smiled faintly, "I know that with the dean's heavenly cultivation, how can he be easily knocked unconscious, it must be deliberately letting the senior brother, right? Also, that old man refuses to admit defeat, if you beat him, he must hate you for a long time." ”

The old shopkeeper seemed to find it boring, and gave a young gossip a blank look. Then he whispered, "Let me go." ”

So the young Xiaodao, who had no camp, put down the old shopkeeper like this, and after the latter stood up, he moved his body, stretched his waist, and said to Qiu Haoqiong: "Your senior brother has more eyes now, and I don't know who to learn from. ”

Young Xiaodao rolled his eyes and looked at the old shopkeeper with a questioning expression.

The old shopkeeper twisted his neck and said: "The stinky Taoist priest used the dust cloth to set up a formation the moment I entered the hall, and when he met me, he used the small bamboo knife to distract me, causing me not to find the mystery in the hall. It's really cunning. ”

As he listened, the young trail nodded his head constantly, and from time to time he let out a echo of "Oh, so that's it". The old shopkeeper saw it and kicked the young man's buttocks, but this kick didn't use any force, and in fact it couldn't use any force.

However, Qiu Haoqiong still groaned.

"In fact, the stinky Taoist priest still underestimated my strength, overestimated his broken rope, what was it that took twelve hours to wake up, I woke up when he carried me down the mountain, if I hadn't heard him say that the old monk also wanted to force me to stay, I would have been fighting the risk of losing my cultivation when I went down the mountain, forcibly transporting the qi machine, and then arguing with the stinky Taoist priest. It's a pity, I hit two, I really can't beat it, forget it, it's rare to be counted once. The old shopkeeper seemed to be reminiscing about the war just now, perhaps also talking to the young man.

Qiu Haoqiong was still secretly surprised in his heart, even if the senior brother calculated and used the Dao method like this, the old dean would be able to wake up immediately? And in fact, he could still have the strength to fight? He knew the realm of the senior brother, and he had found that someone on the top of the mountain had used the Taoist mantra at the foot of the mountain before.

Generally speaking, even a cultivator with advanced strength, especially a Taoist person, will lose a lot of true qi when using Taoist mantras, which is why ordinary cultivators will not use it easily. But even an old monster like Senior Brother, who has been in the Yitong Realm for many years, has to use this trick in order to knock the dean unconscious, and the young Xiaodao is still a little surprised in his heart.

What's even more terrifying is that this is still a situation where the senior brother has set up the formation in advance.

So what if you face to face and speak to the Taoist mantra with Confucian principles?

Young Xiaodao didn't dare to think about it, but he only felt that he was afraid that more than half of Tianzhu Peak would be cut off, and this hall might no longer exist.

That's all silver.

After the old shopkeeper caught a glimpse of this young man, he hurriedly interrupted him and sneered: "I know what you kid is thinking, are you thinking about which is stronger between me and your senior brother?" he paused and continued, "This is really hard to say. ”

He rubbed his waist again, looked at the sky and muttered, "If there is a real fight, two old bones will really not be able to get out of bed for three days." ”

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but laugh a few times.

It's as if this waist can toss in bed for a few nights.