The middle-aged scribe naturally just found an excuse to cover up his embarrassment when he spoke like this, after all, there was no wind and no rain outside the grass house at the moment, and the weather was sunny, and this reason was really a bit lame.

But Qin Ran's face suddenly bloomed with a bright smile: "Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

The middle-aged scribe was stunned when he saw this, and then smiled and nodded, just as if he was really on the road.

Qin Ran walked into the grass house with a smile, and then directly smashed his fist into the middle-aged scribe's face, and said fiercely: "I said your grandmother has a leg!"

Qin Ran was already about to explode at the moment, this middle-aged scribe looked like a serious person with a righteous body and a breeze on his sleeves, but as soon as they met, he put one for him?

Arrange a fantasy world, and directly play with him, if he hadn't noticed it early later, and with the mysterious black flame taking the initiative to help, he Qin Ran might have confessed this life in it!

Damn, he, Qin Ran, is so easy to bully? When he is the eldest young master of Qin, he has no temper? If he doesn't beat this old thing hard, Qin Ran can't extinguish this fire!

However, Qin Ran's punch with all his strength, which was enough to instantly hit the sixfold cultivator of the Qi Source Realm, was directly dissolved by the middle-aged scribe's understatement.

"Virtuous nephew, the anger is a bit big, beware of the anger hurting your body. The middle-aged scribe said lightly, thinking that he was very senior.

"Then I will burn you first!" Qin Ran said with a sneer, turning his fist into a palm, and a small cluster of strange black flames rose directly in his palm, flying towards the middle-aged scribe's eyebrows.

This time, it was really thanks to this mysterious black flame who took the initiative to help him, and now, while the black flame could still be controlled by him for the time being, Qin Ran naturally wanted to give this old thing a good taste.

Seeing the strange black flame appear, the middle-aged scribe's face changed wildly, he had already seen the power of this strange black flame in the illusion, and now outside the illusion, when he faced this thing, he felt extremely palpitations.

While feeling bad, the middle-aged scribe immediately decided to dodge directly.

"Bang!" The black flames fell on a boulder the size of a millstone outside the grass house, and the boulder was directly burned into a pool of molten lava, and just by looking at it with the naked eye, you could feel the terrifying temperature and power contained in it.

Seeing this, Qin Ran raised his eyebrows. The strength of the middle-aged scribe is indeed unfathomable, with the speed of the strange black flame just now, such a close distance, it can even be dodged by him. I'm afraid that even his father, Qin Jianyang's Spirit Vortex Realm cultivation, will not be able to do this.

A guess instantly rose from Qin Ran's heart, and at the same time, there were more doubts. So, who is this middle-aged scribe?

Three zhang away, the middle-aged scribe stood in the middle of the autumn chrysanthemum garden, looking at the puddle of molten slurry on the ground, his heart palpitated, and his face showed a relative.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise if this terrifying power fell on him, the consequences would ...... The middle-aged scribe didn't dare to think about it anymore.

But at the same time, the middle-aged scribe's gaze at Qin Ran was even more like looking at a monster.

How did such an incomparable flame be possessed by a young man like Qin Ran, who was only in the Qi Source Realm, and he could still exert such power?

Could it be that this is also where the old Qin family was back then?

Thinking of this black flame power, the middle-aged scribe couldn't help but rejoice. Fortunately, Qin Ran's own cultivation strength was low, and he was only in the Qi Source Realm, and he couldn't exert the true power of this black flame.

With the middle-aged scribe's current realm vision, how could he not see that Qin Ran was just able to control the black flame to fight the enemy at the moment, otherwise in the illusion, Qin Ran would not be so embarrassed.

And he can't control what he wants, otherwise as long as he is a little faster just now, he won't be able to dodge.

But even so, the middle-aged scribe still didn't dare to take it lightly, and when he saw Qin Ran raise his hand again and prepare to release that weird black flame, he hurriedly waved his hand and shouted: "Stop, stop! Boy, I'm here to help you, don't you know the hearts of good people!"

Qin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Help me, as soon as we met, I directly put Young Master Ben together, this is what you said to help me?"

"That's just a little bit of a test for you...... Don't, stop, if you don't stop, this benefit will really be gone!" Seeing that Qin Ran was still going to do it, the middle-aged scribe was finally helpless, and directly promised the benefits.

"Benefits?" Qin Ran's eyes flashed when he heard this, and then he continued to sneer and said, "Old thing, let's talk about it, Young Master Ben wants to see what benefits you can give?"

Seeing that Qin Ran really stopped for the time being, the middle-aged scribe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly: "Naturally, it can give you the benefits that make this kid satisfied." Boy, have you learned the Haoran Sword Codex?"

"So what?"

"Hehe, then do you want to get the real swordsmanship secret technique in this Haoran Sword Codex?" the middle-aged scribe said with a smile, throwing out a benefit that he thought was extremely attractive.

"Do you have this thing?" Qin Ran's eyes shone brightly. The middle-aged scribe threw out a temptation that he could not refuse. He had been confused for the past two days and didn't know how to practice the secret technique of the sword technique in the Haoran Sword Codex, and he also deduced that it might be that the secret technique was partially broken.

And now that the middle-aged scribe mentioned this, it naturally made Qin Ran's heart burn.

"Of course, this Haoran Sword Book is the secret technique of kendo that my master created by his old man, and I think I am the most proud of this life, as his disciple, how can I not know the method of cultivation?" The middle-aged scribe looked proud, and at this time he still did not forget to show the legitimacy of his master's inheritance.

However, Qin Ran directly stretched out his palm lazily.

"What are you doing?" the middle-aged scribe was stunned when he saw this.

"Bring it, what are you talking nonsense for?" Qin Ran said impatiently, looking like the "grandeur" of the young master who is the eldest of the heavens and the second of my children.

Middle-aged scribe: "......"

"Naturally, I can give it to you, but there is a small requirement in this, as long as you can do it, I can pass on to you the cultivation method of the secret art of swordsmanship. The middle-aged scribe said, his expression sincere and eager.

"Do you have any more requests? I don't want that. Qin Ran raised his eyebrows lazily when he heard this, decisively refused, and then raised his hand again.

"Wait! Let's do it slowly! This request is actually not a difficult thing, there is no burden on you, you don't have to pay anything, you can get the swordsmanship secret technique you want, how about it?" The middle-aged scribe's face changed slightly, and he resisted the urge to slap this slap to death, and said patiently.

"Oh, tell me, what's the requirement?"

The middle-aged scribe tried his best to keep his tone gentler and said: "As the saying goes, the Tao method is not passed on to the six ears, and the peerless secret method created by my master naturally cannot be passed on to outsiders casually. So, you just have to pay homage to the teacher, and that's it. ”