"Click! Pass! Borg smiled in satisfaction.

The staff in the audience were all overjoyed and cheered, "It's finished!" ”

The busy shooting lasted for two days and two nights, and finally completed the on-site shooting scene, and the next step was the post-production of special effects.

"Little sister, let's come to the magic capital in the evening to have a finale banquet together." Zhao Long walked over and invited, "And call Aunt Su and them too." ”

"I won't go, just ask Aunt Su and them to go." Murong Feng rubbed his sore neck and said, "I still have something to do today, so I can't go." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhao Long asked curiously.

"Whatever your business, what do you do when you inquire so much." Murong Feng glanced at it and quit the game directly.

During lunch, Murong Feng mentioned to the women about going to the banquet in the evening, and the women naturally agreed when they heard that there was a free dinner to attend, but when Murong Feng said that he would not go, the women complained for a while.

"Alright, stop complaining. What else do you have to worry about with free and delicious food? Murong Feng pouted.

Su Yao asked, "Feng'er, why don't you go?" ”

Murong Feng replied, "Because I have made an appointment with someone beforehand. ”

"Who? Male or female? Su Yao's eyes lit up.

"Man!" Murong Feng pouted and said, "Don't think about it! They are martial arts seniors. They are all over 100 years old! ”

The women "cut"

After lunch, the women naturally have to dress up when they want to go to the banquet, and it is estimated that they will not be able to go out without four or five hours of tossing. Murong Feng logged into the game again with the Walking Moon Shadow Trumpet, left Amadeus in the lakeside hut here to be with Xiao Hei and them, and then teleported directly to the Terran base through the teleportation array. Then take a plane to the guild town of the Jialan Temple. With people. Flowed out of the gate of the town and was about to summon the locomotive. Suddenly, a man rushed out of the ground and stopped in front of her.

"A line of knives? Why are you here? Your master is here? Murong Feng was surprised.

Dao and his party smiled awkwardly, gestured to the side, and said, "Please come with me." ”

The two of them walked a few miles into a forest, and Murong Feng smelled a strong aroma of stewed dog meat from a distance.

After the knife and his party took Murong Feng to a small dirt slope in the leeward, Murong Feng saw a little old man in a gray cloth robe staring at a gurgling casserole. As soon as the old man saw the two coming, he immediately grinned happily, "Ouch! You're here, hurry. Try the old man's dog stew. ”

Dao and his entourage smiled bitterly at Murong Feng, stepped forward and took out a jar of wine, "Master, this is the wine you want." ”

The old man grabbed the wine jar and slapped the mud and sniffed it, then poured a big sip and said pleasantly, "Ha!" That's what it's called wine! Is that the wine you got earlier? It's simply horse urine. Come on, come on, sit down, girl. The old man waved his hand, and a layer of floating snow was lifted next to him, revealing a smooth large bluestone.

Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly, stepped forward and sat down cross-legged. asked: "Senior, didn't you say that you want to meet your junior on the top of the snowy mountain?" ”

The old man laughed, pointed at the knife, and bared his teeth, "You go and ask this bastard boy." ”

Dao Yixing looked embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "Master, his old man's original intention was to let me hand you a message and make an appointment to meet somewhere to meet." Later, Qinghai Crazy Shark and several junior disciples came to me and said that the old master was a senior master. Anyway, I had to make an appointment to meet in a strange place to appear to have an identity, and then several of them discussed and discussed, thinking that it would be appropriate to meet on the top of the snowy mountain. Isn't it all how to act in martial arts movies? Therefore, the second junior brother imitated the handwriting of Shizun and wrote the battle letter. Speaking of this, the knife and his party twitched the corners of their mouths, "Now the Qinghai Wild Shark and the few junior brothers who have bad ideas have been punished by the master to climb the snow mountain."

Murong Feng is called a black line! No wonder when I received the war letter that day, I always felt that something was wrong there, because the tone of the letter really did not look like a letter written by a senior master to a younger generation. It turns out that there is a bizarre and twisted story behind this.

"Don't be in a daze, girl, this dog meat should be eaten while it is hot. It's not good when it's cold. The old man feasted on a sip of wine and meat. He kept urging Murong Feng to taste it too.

Murong Feng looked left and right and found that the old man was holding two branches as chopsticks in his hand, and there were no extra chopsticks next to him. Murong Feng, who looked helpless, had no choice but to stretch out his hand, take a branch out of thin air, and then peel off the bark with his bare hands and fold it in half to be used as chopsticks.

The pupils of the knife standing behind the old man shrank, and the old man glanced at the calm Murong Feng, grinning, "Good means, the future is terrifying!" ”

"The seniors are overrated." Murong Feng said modestly, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and praised with a smile, "I didn't expect my predecessors to have such exquisite cooking skills." ”

The old man laughed and looked very happy. I drank all the wine in one gulp, and then sent the knife and the others to buy some more wine.

Dao and his entourage understood that the old man was deliberately sending himself away, so he confessed and turned around and left.

"What do seniors have to say to juniors alone?" Murong Feng asked quietly.

The old man touched his mouth, stood up, twisted his waist, made a crackling sound, and exclaimed, "Old! Especially when I see you young people gradually growing up, I have to sigh that this Jianghu is already a stage for your young people. ”

The senior laughed. With your old strength, even if you live another two or three hundred years, it will not be a problem. Murong Feng smiled and complimented.

"Hahaha, the old man is self-aware." The old man sighed, "People, no matter how long you live, you are a mortal, if you can't become a god, in the end it's not a handful of loess." ”

Murong Feng was silent, because she couldn't answer this. The old man didn't expect Murong Feng to solve his doubts, so he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Hahaha, old man, I'm drunk, what are you talking about these young people about." Come on, come on, eat meat. ”

Murong Feng tasted the food while saying nothing, "The seniors invited the juniors to come today, they didn't just plan to invite the juniors to eat dog meat, right?" ”

"How? You girl want something else? The old man met Murong Feng's stunned gaze, patted his shriveled pockets, and grinned, "According to this game, the old man is now a level 1 trumpet, but I can't afford to rub those taverns on your girl." ”

"If the seniors want to have a good meal, it is natural for the juniors to invite them." Murong Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." The old man stretched his muscles and bones, frowned slightly, and said, "The things in this game are very delicious, but they are not strong." It's weird. ”

Murong Fengle said: "Senior, you shouldn't have adjusted the degree of virtuality, right?" ”

"Virtuality? What is this? The old man wondered.

Murong Feng explained the game function with a smile, and the old man adjusted the virtuality to 100% with a new look, and then said comfortably, "Ah! Sure enough, I felt much more comfortable. There are so many ghosts in this game. ”

The old man stretched his muscles and beckoned, "Come, come, girl, before that kid comes back, let's have a few tricks with the old man." ”

Murong Feng pushed but said, "The seniors are still exempt, the juniors are not your old opponents." ”

"Load! Load! You girl really don't know anything about being an old man! I had already inquired with Rong Lao'er before I came. Tsk, a 15-year-old kendo master. If it is publicized, the power family will definitely not be able to sit still! Well, I guess the old guys in the temple won't be able to sit still. ”

Murong Feng's face was black, and he didn't expect this old man to feel his bottom clearly. But since it was leaked to him by Uncle Rong, it must be that this old man will not harm himself.

"Then the junior is offended. Please! Murong Feng got up and walked to the side, stabbing straight at him with chopsticks instead of a sword.

The old man was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and slashed at Murong Feng's wrist with a palm instead of a knife. As soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was one, but the old man's seemingly ordinary slash contained infinite changes, sealing all the directions of attack, making Murong Feng feel that he had no other way but to withdraw and avoid.

But Murong Feng did not choose to avoid, but chose to face the difficulties. Directly picked up the chopsticks and stabbed the old man's palm.

"Huh?" When the old man saw Murong Feng change his tricks like this, he immediately laughed strangely, and he didn't even avoid splitting it directly.

Clang!!!

The next moment, the chopsticks stabbed the palm of the hand and made a sound of gold and iron!

The old man took the opportunity to grab the chopsticks and shouted softly, "Let go!" ”

"Here you go!" Murong Feng decisively let go, and also took advantage of his strength to give it away.

The old man didn't expect Murong Feng to give up so decisively, but he suffered a loss when he grabbed the chopsticks.

Murong Feng threw away one chopstick, and immediately replaced it with another chopstick and stabbed it.

The old man did not back down and stabbed back with the chopsticks he snatched.

Two chopsticks hit each other headlong and made a muffled sound!

Murong Feng poked out his left halberd at the same time and pointed it directly at the old man's throat, but was blocked by the old man's left palm.

Murong Feng instinctively pulled up his right leg and kicked out!

I saw the old man scream, and immediately pulled away and flew back to avoid Murong Feng's insidious flirtation leg, and shouted, "You girl is too ruthless." ”

"Ahh I'm sorry, I'm sorry, seniors, juniors are in a hurry and don't hold their feet. Murong Feng said with a dry smile.

"Okay, that's the end of the warm-up exercise, let's show off your real skills." The old man put away his joking expression and said seriously. Then I saw him stretch out his hand and grab it out of thin air, and countless flying snow automatically gathered into his hand to condense into a snow knife, and then stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to see that the white snow turned into solid ice, and suddenly turned into a crystal clear four-foot ice blade!

Murong Feng secretly praised this hundred-year-old monster for being amazing, but on the surface, he quietly turned the chopsticks in his hand, pulled out a few sword flowers, and then saw that the chopsticks grew out of thin air like dead wood in spring, and grew into a three-foot wooden sword in a few breaths!

The old man looked at the wooden sword in Murong Feng's hand, his eyes froze, and he grinned, "Hahaha, interesting!" Look at the moves! As he spoke, he slashed out directly.

Murong Feng immediately returned the sword with a sword!

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow rose into the sky, splitting the earth and cutting through the clouds! (To be continued......)