The old man looked at Ling Yu with flickering eyes, shook his head for a while and said, "There is no good way. The old man has been in the Nine Heavenly Emperors for more than 70 years, and he has never heard of it. ”

He then sighed: "Boy, your field energy exists intermittently, and a palm pushed out by others is like a bowl of water, and you are hundreds of drops of water, so this may be okay." If someone else makes a drop of water and asks you to do the same, that's when the problem arises. Either the field energy is exactly there at this time, and the water droplets you hit are no different from others, or the field energy does not exist at this time, and you may not be able to hit it. The higher the level, the more serious the situation becomes, because there are so many things that need subtle control. ”

Ling Yu was silent for a long time, his gaze gradually becoming firm. He no longer paid attention to what the old man said, he wanted to confirm it himself, even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would try to fight for it. Thinking of this, he slowly stood up and looked at the old man, his gaze gradually calming down.

The old man glanced at Ling Yu, who was full of disappointment, and continued: "Theoretically, this situation is not that it is impossible to become a super strong, but this situation is too rare, and most people have finally given up the path of being a strong man, so far I have not heard of anyone who has cracked this innate drawback." ”

Ling Yu nodded slightly.

The old man glanced at Ling Yu again: "However, Yu Aochen, the second-generation owner of my Yu family, once said, 'The experience of the predecessors is also a double-edged sword, it can make you a strong man, and it can also become your shackles. That's right, if you have great ambitions, why don't you find your own way. ”

Ling Yu had completely calmed down at this time, no matter what the old man said, the old man's kindness, how could he not know? Although his face was not good, his voice was much calmer: "Thank you, old man." If you have something to ask the juniors to help, the juniors will definitely do their best. ”

The old man smiled and said, "God rewards hard work, boy, if you think of more ways to do it, maybe you will have a better performance." As he spoke, he took out a white bone ring from his bosom and handed it to Ling Yu: "You give this ring to Xue Rui and tell her where I am, she will naturally understand when she sees it." The old man sighed: "That's all, let Xue Rui bring someone to save me." ”

Ling Yu nodded, reaching out and taking the ring. It was a plain ring, just a white bone ring, made of ivory, with a smooth surface with faint patterns, and other than that, there was nothing special about it. Perhaps this only proves that Ling Yu has seen the old man in this cave.

After the old man handed the bone ring to Ling Yu, he seemed to be very happy, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Ling Yu: "Become a strong man, there are thousands of avenues, although I am very old, I only know a little bit of skin, according to your own ideas, boldly break forward, within ten years, see what kind of achievements you can achieve!" ”

"Why ten years?" Ling Yu asked with his gaze away from the ring.

"The world is in calamity. The legend of the end of the world is only ten years later. The old man looked at Ling Yu as he spoke, "How difficult it is for your generation." ”

"Is that legend true?" Ling Yu asked in surprise.

The old man smiled and shook his head: "Who knows if it's true or not, if it's true, maybe it can bring some motivation to your strong road, no matter what, strong strength is the foundation of survival." ”

Ling Yu nodded thoughtfully.

Then the old man said, "I have only one thing for you in return for delivering the message." As he spoke, he took out an old cloth bag from his arms, took out a few pages from the cloth bag and handed it to Ling Yu and said: "This is half of the cultivation method left by the founding patriarch of Luohong Villa, and most of the people in the world regard it as a treasure, but most of the previous generations of village owners other than the ancestor have studied hard for decades, and they have gained nothing. Now, I'll give it to you. But...... Young man, don't blame the old man for being too careful, this is only half of it, and when it is done, I will give the other half of it. ”

Ling Yu was stunned for a moment, this can be said to be the heavy treasure of Luohong Villa, how could the old man easily give it to outsiders? Thinking about it again, in the past two hundred years, no one has learned the entire mental method, let alone half of it? The old man wanted to use this to win Ling Yu's trust, so as to achieve his goal of getting out of trouble. It's just that this half of the mental method, for Ling Yu, not only is it not of the slightest use, but once it is leaked, it may lead to death.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu didn't reach out to pick it up, but said with a smile: "I and Xue Rui are friends anyway, as long as the juniors can go out, they will go to Miss Xue Rui, and when the matter is completed, they will come to the seniors to receive the mental method and listen to the seniors' guidance." ”

The old man nodded with joy on his face: "A word is a certainty." ”

Ling Yu said, "Before I return with the young lady, please wait patiently to avoid other accidents." ”

The old man nodded and said, "I know, if Yu Changhui knows that I am here, he will definitely kill me." He settled down, and then said: "From this cliff downward, along the valley all the way out, see the fork in the road in the order of left, right, left, left, left, right, at your speed, in about half a month, you will go out of the south of this mountain, to the great wilderness of Hubei." Remember, left, right, left, left, right. ”

Ling Yu was slightly surprised, it would take half a month to get around this mountain. He knew that he had been away for a long time, Suo Youqian would definitely have to look for it, and if his guess was correct, then his departure would definitely cause chaos in Luohong Villa now, and it would be inevitable to pursue him around.

He didn't dare to delay, said goodbye to the old man Yu Xianglong, walked quickly to the arched passage, and the voice of the old man came from behind him: "In the tomb, under the altar of the second tomb, there is a knife book, you can try to practice it, learn it well, you go and save your life." You don't have to probe for anything else, there's nothing here. ”

Ling Yu was taken aback, in the past few days, Ling Yu had been conducting condensed training in accordance with the training methods of Luohong Villa, and occasionally came into contact with some of the most basic fighting techniques, but he just lacked a guide to the actual combat of weapons. He couldn't help but turn around happily and bow to the old man: "Thank you, old man." Then he turned and walked towards the second tomb at the end.

In the second burial chamber, Ling Yu did not find any dry bones from the past, and there was only a purple-red wooden box on the altar. The stone walls on the side are covered with inscriptions. Ling Yu looked at it for a while before he figured out the contents.

This is a biography written by later generations for the owner of this tomb. The owner of the cave is the second-generation owner of Luohong Villa, named Yu Aochen, the strength of Jin Wuxing, and the eldest son of Yu Haotian, the patriarch of the Kai School. At the age of sixty-two, he took over the position of owner of the villa, and at the age of eighty-five, he passed the title of owner to his only son, and traveled abroad, and has not been heard from since. Fifteen years later, his relics were enshrined here.

Ling Yu felt infinite admiration in his heart, bowed to the relics on the altar, and then continued to grope under the altar, finally allowing him to find a moving stone brick.

He carefully opened the stone brick and took out an old yellowed book from it. Pat off the dust on it, there are four quaint big characters on it: "Aochen Three Styles"

Because the light was too dim, Ling Yu couldn't see the small characters inside when he turned a few pages. He tucked the book into his bag around his waist, and walked out of the tomb without looking back.

As soon as he stepped out of the iron gate, he heard a burst of shouts of killing from the valley above him. Ling Yu was shocked, he didn't want to know what was going on behind him, he just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible, and jumped into the valley below the cliff without thinking.

In the valley, the grass was deep and dense, Ling Yu didn't care about his hand being cut, he stretched out his hand and kept pulling the dwarf trees and dead vines on the cliff, trying to slow down the force of the fall, and raising a long dust mist, which stretched to the bottom of the valley fifty meters below. Even so, Ling Yu fell not lightly.

He fell into the dead grass, gasped for a moment, coughed a few more times, and rushed forward, regardless of the grass or snow under his feet.