Chapter 3: The Old Man in the Black Robe

"Our people are coming?"

Zhen simply repeated this sentence, squatted down and picked up a flying knife, and the cold light of the blade reflected into his eyes.

He urged his internal strength to pinch again, and found that he couldn't pinch the flying knife, and said in surprise: "It's actually a magic weapon!"

"A high-grade magic weapon, as a flying knife?"

"With so many magic weapon flying knives, what kind of array is it, with such a big stroke?"

Zhen simply walked forward, paying attention to the surrounding situation, and his feet were covered with magic weapons and flying knives, countless of them.

Whoosh!!

The oil lamps on the stone walls on both sides suddenly lit up the dark passage, and there was a faint exit dozens of meters ahead.

"Senior...... Are you the master here?" Zhen simply tried to talk to the old man who had just spoken, and he gradually walked to the exit, and saw that it was an exhibition hall, and there was no way forward.

The exhibition hall is boxy, about 30 square meters, and both sides are covered with cobwebs.

In the center, there is an old man in a black robe, with dry hand bones and leg bones, which is particularly terrifying.

"This senior, my name is Zhen Simple, because I was chased and killed, I accidentally broke in, I'm really sorry!" Zhen simply bowed to the old man in black robe, with a humble attitude, and then said: "Senior, I don't know if there is another way out here?"

"Who are you?"

"Do you know my family?"

"Why are you ...... here?"

Zhen simply asked vigorously, his eyes not far from the black-robed old man. He stared at the dry hand bones of the black-robed old man, without a single skin, and suddenly a chill welled up in his heart, and said, "There is only a pair of white bones left, it can't be a ghost, right?"

"I ...... Old-timer, I still have a great future, don't kill me!"

"I still want revenge, I really had to break in......"

At this moment, the black-robed old man suddenly raised his head, and two faint green lights flashed in his dry and deep eyes, and then he said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

The voice was extremely old, like a mortal in his seventies and eighties, using his last breath to finish what he had not said.

"Really?" Zhen asked simply, "Your formation is so powerful, you can kill me at any time......

"Kill you, you are from their clan, even if the old man eats the courage of the gods, he will not dare, let alone not!"

The black-robed old man was silent for a while, and a layer of dark green light appeared all over his body, like fireflies, not bright but extremely numerous. His dry voice: "My primordial spirit, it's about to dry up...... I have to tell you something!"

"People of our clan?" Zhen simply asked eagerly, "Senior, do you know my parents?"

"Maybe I know, maybe I don't!" The old man in the black robe became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die, "Three hundred years ago, your clan saved the old man, and the old man promised to save the things of your clan and leave them for future generations to pick up!"

Zhen simply listened confused, and said, "Senior, I just want to kill the Long Sword Immortal and find the whereabouts of my parents now!"

"The old man's pupil power and Yuan Shen, there is not much left, there is really no way to help you solve two things, the only thing I can do is to return to you what your people have left!"

The black-robed old man took out a small white jade sword from his arms and handed it to Zhen Simple.

The white jade sword is crystal clear throughout, but it is only an inch in size, and it is better to call it a 'sword' than a 'pendant'

Zhen simply took the white jade sword, it was cold to the touch, and the jade sword itself glowed with a gentle energy, constantly nourishing his body, "This is a good jade, and it is a good sword, very sharp!"

Although it seems to be made of white jade, it is actually extremely sharp, at least many times sharper than the magic weapon flying knife.

The black-robed old man took his last breath and said, "You remember, the white jade sword will lead you to be strong and lead you to do ...... What you want to do!" He paused for a moment, the green light around him dimmed, "At the same time, the hatred and resentment of your clan also need to be dealt with by you!"

"What is my clan? What is my clan called, when will I meet my clan?"

Zhen simply asked three questions in one breath, his eyes were even more anxious, and he said in his heart: Could it be that I have been struck by the thunder since I was a child, just because of the problem of the bloodline race?

I was a mortal wound before, but I didn't die?

Immortality, not only because of the black dragon-shaped jade pendant, but also because of my bloodline?

"When you are strong enough, you will meet your people, and then everything will be clear!" The black-robed old man suddenly raised his head and laughed, revealing his white bones, "Netherworld old ghost, I ended up walking one step later than you, and I won!"

The sound is loud and reverberates in the exhibition hall, and it has not dissipated for a long time.

The next moment, the black-robed old man's head fell.

Bang!

The faint green light that lingered around him suddenly exploded, turning into a brilliant crystalline body and drifting down.

"Senior, senior, senior......"

Zhen simply stepped forward, and he was not afraid of the black-robed old man covered in white bones, and observed carefully, "The senior is really gone...... But what kind of people am I?"

"I escaped death? I was struck by lightning every six months? because of my blood!"

"Who are my people?"

"What is the purpose of this white jade sword?"

Zhen simply took a few steps back, held the white jade sword, knelt down towards the black-robed old man, happened to kneel on the mat, and said sincerely: "Senior, I don't know your name, you sent such a treasure for me, I Zhen Shan thank you very much!"

Knock knock!!

He kowtowed three times,

Qiang!!

The sound of the gears turning lingered in Zhen Simple's ears. He felt something under his feet and immediately got up, only to find a bulging piece of the mat.

He lifted the mat and found that the mechanism on the ground had activated, and a stone box had been raised, which was a rectangular stone box.

"What's in there?"

Zhen simply held curiosity and opened the stone box, a page.

The paper reads: People who are destined to bow to the old man will naturally obtain, which is the practice of the old man's lifelong practice!

Zhen simply saw that there was also a yellowed book with the words "Xuantian Gong" written on it, and he opened it to find that it was all the law of cultivation.

"This law is much better than what my family gave me!"

"Beginning with the word 'Xuan', most of them are Xuan-level exercises!"

"Grass and trees are swords, water and fire are swords, and gold and earth are shields...... Zhen simply muttered a mantra and said: "It's really a Xuan-level exercise! It's much better than the yellow-level exercises practiced by the elders, at least, I can cultivate to the Jindan realm!"

The Zhen family of Wind Chime City, although it is one of the four major families, the nine successful methods in the family are all yellow-level exercises, and the higher-level Xuan-level exercises can only be cultivated by the elders and the head of the family. Zhen's simple father was the head of the family, but he did not teach Zhen the simple Xuan-level exercises.

The exercises in this world are divided into four grades, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, 'Heaven' is the highest, and 'Yellow' is the secondary.

Each grade is divided into nine sub-grades.

Although Zhen Shan couldn't distinguish the Xuantian Gong's Xuan-level exercises, he was sure that it was a Xuan-level exercise, because only the Xuan-level exercises would have the ability to mobilize water, fire, grass and trees as soldiers.

"With "Xuantian Gong", I want to see what the two bandits outside the cave can do with me!"

"If it weren't for the bastard Long Sword Immortal who hit me hard, otherwise why would I have fallen from the peak of the acquired realm to the martial artist realm, and everything would have to start from scratch!"

"Damn long sword immortal, look at my master, I have cultivated to the Jindan realm, and I won't twist your head off and kick it as a ball......! Let him fend off many powerful enemies for me!"

Immediately, Zhen simply sat cross-legged, opened the "Xuantian Gong" and began to practice the introductory method, "The yang of the sky, the yin of the earth, the changes of yin and yang, the cause of change ......" He sealed his hands and began to absorb the aura that had not been dispersed in the exhibition hall.

Gradually, between his hands, a ball of aura was condensed, and the capillaries of his arms spread out, frantically absorbing the aura.

........................

Outside the cave, two bandits, one tall and one short, paced back and forth, staring at the barrier outside the cave, stunned that there was no way at all.

The short bandit glared at the barrier, blew his beard and glared, and said, "This damn boy, damn a bastard a thousand or ten thousand times!"

"Big brother, what do you say! The lark is gone, and the team leader will definitely slaughter us all when he goes back!"

"Big brother, you have to figure it out!"

"Big brother......

"Big Brother ......"

The tall bandit turned around sharply and slapped the short bandit in the face, sending him flying four or five meters away.

"Tap it! Dead man......"

"You're fucking annoying me!" The tall pockmark grabbed the short pockmark and beat him fatly, "It's all fucking at this time, you're still twittering crookedly in front of the uncle, you're an old birthday star hanging, it's too long!"

Bang Bang Bang !!

One by one, loud slaps fell on the short pockmark, and both cheeks were red, like two roasted sweet potatoes.

"Don't slap your face...... Brother, don't slap your face!"

As soon as the tall pockmark changed hands, the short pockmark fell to the ground, and a big foot stepped on the point, bangbangbang......

"Don't slap your face, fuck, uncle, I'm not only going to fight, I'm going to step on it!"

"You're still screaming crookedly, Lao Tzu let you scream, let you call ......"

The big shoe plates fell on the face of the short bandit, but he had rough skin and thick flesh, and although he was foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes when he was stepped on, he kept screaming crookedly, and the more he screamed, the more he screamed.

"Fuck ......" the tall bandit kicked him away, "Dead fat pig, the skin is so hard, I can't even step on it!"

He turned around and took out the black dragon-shaped jade pendant from his arms, and after thinking for a moment, he directly pulled out the special fireworks, "With this piece of jade here, it should be able to offset the merits!"

Not long after the alarm went off, a middle-aged man on a white horse galloped over.

When the middle-aged man saw the two bandits, and then saw that the Bailing Flower King in the Bailing Flower Field was gone, his expression changed, and he was surrounded by a murderous aura, and said coldly: "Where is the Bailing Flower King?"

"Robbed!" the short bandit replied honestly, without any detours.

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, the cold light overflowed, and the middle-aged man jumped over, and the long sword fell on the neck of the short bandit, and asked, "Who robbed it!"

"Boy, run into the cave!" added the tall bandit, "There is a barrier outside the cave, we can't get in!"

The middle-aged man came to the periphery of the cave, and after touching it with his hand, his expression was fluttering, and he said with a smile: "It's actually a hundred practice flying knife formation!"

"It's a pity that this formation lasts too long!" The middle-aged man's cheeks outlined an evil smile, "It won't take two days for the formation to collapse, and then it will be the time of that kid's death!"