The "old beggar" in Niu Zhan's mouth ignored the wind and rain, walked and watched in the community, and suddenly stopped outside a villa with lights on.

The old man looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but sigh: "This is it, the dragon vein qi is thin at the waist, and the hall is high and bright." Sure enough, it's a good yang house with excellent feng shui, but it's a pity that it's not a good thing to live in. ”

The old man went straight to the exquisitely designed wrought iron gate of the villa, and with a slight click, his body turned into the courtyard like a dexterous swallow.

The old man paused for a moment and said to himself: "Good guy, it's still a foreign dog, I don't know if you understand Chinese." ”

He stared at the fierce dog that was about to rush up and bite and pressed his hand, and said in a calm tone: "Be good, all of them are fierce and vicious, what are you roaring, how can you chat with your ancestors?" ”

Something strange happened, those vicious dogs looked at the old man, and actually leaned down one by one, and their high heads were also stuck on the ground. The old man touched their heads one by one with satisfaction, and the vicious dogs were like pampered children, wagging their tails incessantly, and they were very happy.

"Ancestor, I'm going to do something, you guys show me, don't let outsiders in."

As if he understood, the vicious dogs got up and scattered, guarding the whole yard in the middle.

The old man went up the stairs and knocked on the door, and someone in the door said, "The door is open, please take care of yourself!" ”

He was not polite, pushed the door and entered. When I entered the door, I couldn't help but shudder, and said with a dumb smile: "Okay, you can resist ghosts, it's amazing, and you don't need to install air conditioning in summer." ”

Directly opposite the door is the living room, and on the sofa sits a white and chubby middle-aged man, who is holding a cup of tea at this time, looking at the uninvited old man with interest.

Hearing the old man speak, he said in a weird manner: "You are not bad, the dragonfly and the water method is also considered an ancient martial art, and now there are not many people who will know, it seems that it is a bit of a inheritance, and it can also make that beast bow down to his ears, and he is not bad at it, but it is worth my shot." ”

After finishing speaking, I continued to drink tea leisurely. Although he was praising on his lips, he had already looked down on the old man in his heart. He is also a cultivator, and he knows the way best. For people like them, kung fu can only be regarded as a trivial matter, and it can't be put on the table, what matters is Taoism.

Dogs are animals with extremely yang energy, and if they want to be subdued, in addition to their masters, they are the ones who have cultivated their qi through the practice of Taoism. The depth and shallowness of the Dao determine the strength and weakness of the Gang Qi. If you come to the humane skill, you can make the dog afraid like a tiger from a hundred meters away, and dare not bark. And the old man only let the fierce dog shut up after jumping into the courtyard, which shows that the Tao is average, and he is naturally not afraid.

The old man naturally heard the sarcasm, and said lightly: "The old man doesn't need to be angry, he just needs to be physically and mentally." ”

When the white fat man heard the word "body god", he was suddenly stunned, he knew that the "body god" was borrowed from the original god to communicate with all things, this kind of exercise, only the legendary "one saint and five ancestors" in the whole world, the six gods and dragons saw the head and no end of the old monster. He didn't believe that the unattractive old man in front of him was one of the six people, but he still unconsciously raised his vigilance and sat up straight slightly.

But after the old man finished saying that, he didn't pay attention to him anymore, but sat on the nearly one million mahogany sofa as if he was returning to his own home, picked up the teacups on the coffee table and drank them, and praised while tasting them: "Good tea, Pu'er tea from Billion Megafeng, not bad." ”

As he spoke, he unceremoniously put the tea bricks worth hundreds of thousands of dollars on the tea table into his pocket, and he couldn't see any shame on his face, but asked the white fat middle-aged man and said, "Is there anything else, if there is, I will pack it and take it away later." ”

The white fat man was stunned when he heard this, and said with a sneer: "I'm afraid that you have a life to take it, but you don't have a life to go." ”

The old man didn't take his words, but poured another cup of tea, and said while sipping: "With your ability, you can do those immoral things without being known, why should you be blatant, and actually run to kill people under the nose of the Buddha." ”

The white fat man suddenly laughed, his face suddenly became extremely hideous, as if he had lost his mind, and said viciously: "When that old immortal expelled me from the division, how many grievances did I suffer to have today's self-cultivation. I just want to do this on purpose, to let them know that the apprentice who was once swept away from the floor is now extraordinary. I just want them to know it's me, but they can't do anything about me. Ha ha! ”

The old man suddenly realized: "Oh, you want to fish, hey, it's a pity, you didn't recruit people from your master's sect, but you recruited such a bad old man as me." ”

The white fat man stood up suddenly, stared at the old man and said, "Old thing, I don't care who you are, since you came in today, don't think about going out, just try my bloody art with you." ”

The old man was unmoved, continued to drink tea, and said leisurely: "Chi Songzi taught you such a bastard, it's really a shame for the Daomen." ”

The fat white man who was about to do it was stunned when he heard this, and there were only a handful of people in the world who knew his master, and asked rhetorically: "How do you know that old immortal?" Who are you? ”

The old man's tea was also drunk, and he turned his head to look at the white fat man playfully and said, "It stands to reason that the old boy of Chi Songzi still has to call me Master, who do you say I am?" ”

The white fat man collapsed directly on the sofa in fright, and said in horror: "You, you, are you the master of the Jiyan Sect?" ”

"It's not good to remember Yan, I like to call it Urgent Eye."

In fact, according to the character of the old man's game in the world, he originally wanted to change the name to Corneye Gate, but he was afraid that Master Zu would crawl out of the grave to settle accounts with him, so he retreated and gave up the good name with all the color and fragrance and named it Eye-Eye.

When the white fat man heard the old man report his family like this, he was even more convinced, he could see at a glance that he was a teacher, and he dared to call him "Ji Yanmen" like this, except for the half-human and half-god old guy, there would never be a second person. He never expected that the person in front of him was actually the "saint" in the "One Saint and Five Ancestors"!

Thinking of this, his mind was blank, his face was miserable, and he couldn't speak: "Impossible, the rivers and lakes said that you went to Tianshan to catch demons and were eaten by monsters, impossible, it can't be you." ”

In the end, he was almost hoarse, because as a former disciple of the Ancient Dao Sect, he knew best how terrifying this old man was, and with his current ability, there was still a glimmer of life in the duel with his master, but doing something with this old man was tantamount to shaking a tree, and the little confidence just now was long gone. So I knew that the other party was here to trouble me, but I couldn't help but say "you"!

Just one name, it makes people fearful, this is the majesty behind the word "Jiyan".

The old man said disapprerovingly: "I haven't even found my apprentice, how can I die." ”

At this moment, the white fat man was completely desperate, and suddenly fell to his knees, kowtowed violently, and the granite floor was slammed into powder by him: "The ancestor spares his life, the disciple will never dare anymore, the ancestor will spare his life." ”

The old man, who was still faint just now, suddenly saw the opportunity, shot like electricity, his middle finger was buckled on the Baihui acupoint, his thumb was against the Death Acupoint, and the other three fingers were like iron hooks into the flesh, so that the white fat man's head could not move.

After doing all this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, the old man Tianshan captured the demon and consumed most of the essence, if it wasn't for the difficulty of the apprentice, he would have to cultivate for at least a few years to recover a seven, seven, eighty, eight.

This white fat old man knew that he had good roots and bones, and he was a genius in cultivation, but his heart was not pure, and he always wanted to borrow evil art to improve his cultivation, and he was later abolished by his master Xuan Songzi and expelled from the school.

Originally, according to the rules of the Daomen, such scum would not be allowed to go out of the mountain, but Xuan Songzi cherished his talent and wanted to give him a chance to reform himself. But who would have thought that instead of being grateful, the fat white man who picked up a life was even more obsessed with evil arts, and even refined red blood.

If the white fat man really fights to the death, with the old man's current ability, it is really difficult to say who loses and who wins. But the old man's reputation is too domineering, so that this guy who dares to make up his mind to be the enemy of his master, in front of him, he can't even have the slightest intention of resisting, so he can only beg for mercy.

Baihui is the place where the hundred veins meet, and it is also the lifeline of the evil art that the white fat man learned. And the Shenting Cave is the place where he nourishes his soul qi, as long as he controls it, he is not afraid that the white fat man will explode his soul and die together. Fixing these two acupuncture points, the white fat man is already a wasted person.

The old man sighed and said: "Cause and effect, good and evil, whoever has done the sin, who will pay for it, and the teacher will not listen to his words, then go to the underworld to repent!" ”

After speaking, ignoring the white fat man's hoarse begging for mercy, he secretly induced his essence and poured his middle finger and thumb, and the white fat man was like a lightning strike, and instantly opened his eyes wide and his mouth wide like a piece of wood.

Just like the name of the old man's move, the Great Silence Technique, the life completely dissipated, and the body fell to the ground.