"What are you doing in a daze?" Xiang Yin, who had already entered the house, poked his head outside the house at this time. Although Zongtian is still a little undecided, since someone has put forward an opinion, it is better to go and see it first than to dwell on it here.

Taking two steps forward, Zong Tian lifted the white-washed curtain on the door of the wooden house, but before he could observe the environment in the house, a hammer flew directly towards his façade. Although it happened suddenly, Zongtian's strengthened skills also allowed him to avoid such a sneak attack as soon as he turned his head, and then he even copied the hammer in his hand before it hit the ground.

Such an action naturally made Zongtian withdraw outside the house again, and the heavy hidden weapon in his hand seemed to imply that he should think carefully about the decision just now. However, after all, other people's things are in their own hands, although there is indeed a danger of breaking the phase just now, but since Zongtian has avoided it, the things naturally have to be returned to the other party.

Zong Tian, who stepped forward again, opened the door curtain again, but he was doubly cautious at this time, but there were no accidents. I finally had a chance to see the scene inside the house, but except for some slightly old furnishings, that is, the tense father and daughter, they looked particularly eye-catching.

Although he had the heart to persuade him, the situation he didn't understand also made Zongtian unable to find a suitable opening sentence, so at this time, he could probably only be an audience first.

"You dare to come back!" An old man who looked very casual was sitting on a chaise longue at this time. It seems that before Xiang was introduced, he should have been on the deck chair and wanted to enjoy this cosy afternoon. But those leisurely moments are obviously gone, not only because of the angry look on the old man's face, but also because of the other hammer in the old man's hand.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Won't I just come back? Different from the old man's anger, Xiangyin's attitude at this time seemed to be indifferent, but this angered the old man even more.

"You, you, you......" Seeing the old man's face turn from white to red, and then to a little purple color. Although he suffered a loss, the old man also had a means to vent his anger, and the tool for venting was naturally the hammer in his hand.

Although the old man looked a little thin, the speed at which the hammer was thrown out was not slow, but it was still dodged by the prepared incense, and there was not only one fragrant guide who was prepared, and at this time, there was an extra hammer in Zongtian's hand that was caught.

"Young man, it's a good pick-up, hurry up, give it to me again." Although it can be regarded as a little venting, it is still a little unsatisfactory for the old man to be a little dissatisfied if he doesn't hit it, but such a request puts Zongtian in a dilemma.

"What are you throwing, it's not fun to throw it twice?" Although Xiang Yin taught the old man such a lesson, she threw the things in her hand at the old man.

"You ......" Although the thing just fell into the old man's arms lightly, sometimes the behavior is more annoying than the severity.

"I ......" The old man who still can't say too many words can only continue to pin his vent on throwing things, and the closest thing is naturally the fluttering paper in his arms. However, as soon as the old man made a gesture to throw, he only glanced at the content on the paper, but he was stunned for a moment.

"Alright, then I'll leave it to you." After the old man suddenly fell into the sword pattern, Xiang Yin also said such words to Zongtian, and before Zongtian fully understood, Xiang Yin actually walked directly towards the door.

"Leave it to me." Not knowing the truth naturally made Zongtian stop people.

"Don't you want to know the sword mark?" For Zongtian's words, Xiang Yin showed a puzzled expression, and it seemed to be questioning Zongtian's comprehension ability, "This is the best swordsmith in Lingcheng, and looking at his appearance, he should still be able to interpret some of it, so you can just wait here." ”

"So just waiting?" Zongtian was a little stunned and confirmed again.

"Uh-huh." Xiang Yin replied impatiently.

"How long will it take?"

"Are you busy?" Xiang Yin suddenly made a cross-waist movement.

"Not that way." And in the face of such a situation, Zongtian was also a little flustered.

"If you want to know the secret of that sword mark, just wait patiently."

Although the result doesn't seem to be much different from just now, after knowing this, Zongtian at this time can be regarded as waiting with peace of mind. However, looking at the old man's unrestrained energy, Zong Tian also found a quiet corner, and directly started his daily cultivation. Although I'm not sure how long the old man can watch it, it shouldn't be able to survive the Zongtian that can be cultivated at will for several days, right?

Time flies here, and the two people in the wooden house are like statues, if it weren't for Zong Tianzhen's preparation for that seemingly unnecessary protracted battle at the beginning, maybe he would really lose to the old man at this time.

For three days, for three whole days, the two of them barely moved, and three days later, at this time, the old man finally looked away from him. Although the old man's movements were so small, that kind of movement was noticed by the cultivation of Zongtian, so he also opened his eyes at this time.

"Old gentleman?" It seems that you can only call each other like that, right? However, Zongtian's kind words startled the old man.

"Who are you?! Why are you at my house?! The old man almost jumped up from the recliner directly, and in the face of such a situation, Zong Tian could only point to the sword pattern in the old man's hand in embarrassment.

"Hurry up, give it to me again?" Looking at the old man's still dazed expression, Zong Tian had no choice but to tentatively say what the old man had said to him before.

Although it had been three days, the words he said still made the old man feel a little familiar, and after thinking carefully, the old man also recalled the previous events.

"Where's Xiangyin?! The stinky girl still dares to throw me!! It's just that the old man recalled, and it was more of the anger he had before.

"She's already gone, three days ago." Obviously, the previous sentence did not satisfy the old man, and Zongtian also euphemistically expressed the time he was waiting.

"Going back?" But the old man was obviously not concerned about that three days ago.

"No, I'll have to go find her." While saying this, the old man actually walked towards the outside of the house.

Such a situation naturally made Zongtian a little devastated, although these three days were not a waste, but this result did make him a little depressed.

"Can I ask a few questions?" But there is still something that must be done to redeem such things.

"Busy, I'll talk about it later." But the old man was unmoved, and Zongtian had no choice but to try the method of incense.

"I'm going to ask about this." Zongtian held up the sword pattern that the old man had temporarily forgotten on the chaise longue, and although the old man's body was still walking outside the house, his eyes were completely attracted by the sword pattern.

"Wait a minute...... Forget it, let's study this first. Although the old man seemed to be struggling for a while, it was obvious that the sword pattern attracted him more, and the old man's appearance also made Zong Tian guess a little bit about the reason why the relationship between Xiangyin and him would be so bad.

Although Zongtian successfully diverted the old man's attention back to the sword pattern, the other party's stunned appearance made Zongtian a little panicked.

"Old ......" But Zong Tian just wanted to wake up the old man, but a finger directly blocked his mouth.

"Shhhh......h Although this action was a bit Shinto, Zongtian no longer seemed to have a reason to interrupt the old man, so his gaze could only follow the old man's fingers, wandering on the sword pattern that he didn't know how many times he had looked at.

The sword pattern is naturally the same sword pattern, but with the old man's fingers, Zongtian found something. Such a discovery naturally made Zongtian serious, and with the place where the old man's fingers crossed, Zongtian seemed to have taken a review class of sword patterns, ice, fire, thunder, earth, metal, wind, these basic sword patterns appeared on the sword lines one by one under the guidance of the old man, and in addition, there were many things that Zongtian couldn't understand, and they were also shown one by one under the old man's fingers.

Although I can't understand it, Zongtian is still attracted by those curves with a strange taste, but the old man's movements finally stopped, but the end has a somewhat unfinished taste.

"Alas......" After a leisurely sigh, the old man raised his finger, and Zongtian also stared at the position of the old man's last point, which turned out to be an inconspicuous breakpoint.

"Isn't this sword pattern incomplete?" Such a discovery naturally made Zongtian ask the words out of his mouth, and the old man was taken aback again.

"Who are you?! Why are you at my house?! Such familiar words naturally made Zong Tian so helpless that he wanted to hit his head against the wall, but the old man still reacted, "Oh yes, this sword pattern is yours, right?" ”

While nodding, Zongtian also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although this sword pattern may be incomplete, it is indeed the most complex one I have ever seen." Speaking of sword patterns, the old man seemed to have become much more normal, and Zongtian also made a look of deafness.

"Judging by the way you just looked, you should have understood a little, right?"

"The old gentleman has won the award, and I am not a ......"

"What old gentleman, if you can understand it, you should also be a good swordsmith, but what is your name?" Although he was rudely interrupted, the stubborn old man seemed to praise Zongtian, but such a question is indeed difficult for Zongtian to answer.