Chapter 944

This old way, definitely not an ordinary person, his swordsmanship is natural, resonating with heaven and earth, every sword comes out, it will be accompanied by the sword out of the body, the wine gourd actually did not touch his sword at all after it fell, but was bounced back by the qi emitted from his sword.

For things like sword qi or sword qi, it is indeed very mysterious to say.

It can't be seen or touched, but this doesn't mean that this kind of thing doesn't exist, just like the previous Beijiang sword idiot, the sword in his hand actually already has sword energy, but compared with the sword energy of the sword in Lao Dao's hand at this time, there is a gap.

When he ran to the mountain peak over there in the summer, here, Lao Dao had already finished a complete set of swordsmanship.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the wine gourd that had been floating in the air was accurately hung back on the button on Lao Dao's waist.

"Good..."

Not only Cheng Ge and those people on the hotel side, but also other places and even around the old road, there were other tourists who originally came to see the sunset to see such a scene.

At this time, everyone seemed very excited and applauded.

The old man faced the smiling stroke. He lowered his white beard and gestured to everyone.

Over there, someone asked curiously, "Old Taoist, how old are you this year?" ”

Lao Dao smiled and said, "The year of Renrui!" ”

As soon as these words came out, many people opened their mouths wide and looked incredible.

The so-called Renrui is the honorific title of the deceased for the centenarian, and although this old man looks old, he is fairy, and at most he looks seventy or eighty years old, but he didn't expect him to be over 100 years old.

"Old Taoist, you are really a strange person, today's trip to Fairy Mountain, I can see you as a strange person, it is really a blessing in three lives."

"I don't know what the old Taoist name is, what is the Taoist name, and which Taoist temple does he live in on this Mount Tai?"

Many tourists have a strong interest in this old way, and they are also very curious about who this old way of dancing and drinking on the top of Fairy Mountain is.

The old way is still caressing. He lowered his white beard and smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Then Lao Dao jumped down from the peak, his body was light, as if he would be light, and in a few moments, Lao Dao had already penetrated the woods and disappeared without a trace.

"This old Taoist is so magical, and he must be a master in the world."

When you come to this mountain peak in the summer, there are still many tourists here to discuss and discuss.

And the old Taoist had already disappeared between heaven and earth like a gust of wind.

Summer came to the place where the old Taoist danced the sword just now, and looked around.

All around here, there are cliffs, where the sunset has completely set from the sky, and the whole sky is gradually darkening.

Standing here, Summer suddenly had a feeling of being able to embrace heaven and earth, as if his soul had been sublimated in an instant.

"Is that what you are leaving?"

Looking at the vast mountains in the summer, the old Taoist had long since disappeared, and for a moment he felt a little empty in his heart.

He had been rushing here to find a Taoist to solve his doubts, but when he came here, the other party had disappeared.

A sense of loss instantly swept through Summer's body, and he shook his head self-deprecatingly: "It's still a little late, it seems that I am destined to lose my relationship with such a worldly master." ”

Summer turned around and was about to go back to the hotel, but at the moment when he jumped from the clearing of the mountain peak, he suddenly saw a sword mark on the stone slab under his feet.