Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Old Man Guarding the Martial Arts

Everyone went all the way through the entire Qingyu Gate, and came directly to the top of this mountain, before the cliff. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Listen, although our Qingyumen is only a small force of first-level ancient martial artists now. However, Qingyumen also had a glorious history, and among the ancestors, it was even more extraordinary!"

"And many of the predecessors' martial arts texts, although most of them have passed away, even if they are left, they are far beyond the forces of the same level. ”

The old man explained all the way, constantly boasting about the past of this herring fish gate, only to hear everyone's hearts rush for a while, and felt that this life was worthwhile.

"You must know how lucky you are! Our Qingyumen is not just recruiting disciples. If it weren't for the fact that in the past thirty or fifty years, the Qingyumen has suffered several times and the strength of the sect has been greatly reduced, and you, the children of the family, would not have been qualified to enter the Qingyumen. ”

Seeing the destination, the old man slowly stopped boasting.

"Uncle Yue, they're coming!"

The old man shouted loudly, and saw the huge cave in front of everyone slowly open. The sound of iron cables rubbing against the rocks gradually became clearer.

I saw an old man without legs, slowly moving out. Behind him, however, came a huge stele-like thing.

Zuo Tianhe's eyelids jumped suddenly, he couldn't see through this person's cultivation!

Murong Jie had said before that there were actually no ancient warriors on Qinglong Mountain today. Qin Feiyu, who had just advanced, naturally didn't count, but this old man shouldn't be counted either.

After all, no matter how shameless Qingyumen is, it is unlikely that he will carry a disabled person out to fight and fight.

"These little guys are not bad!"

He raised his head with difficulty, and slowly glanced at the young people in the field, and there was a hint of satisfaction in the middle of his eyes.

After all, in the past few years, Qingyumen would rather absorb the children of those mortal families than take in these outstanding family children. Now they are really, their strength has been weakened, so they have resorted to this kind of quick success.

It is conceivable that it will not be long before the Qingyumen will be hollowed out by various family forces and become a toy in the hands of major families.

"Alright, there you go. ”

The old man waved his hand and led everyone here, the Qingyumen Protector, hurriedly saluted respectfully, and quickly retreated.

The old man took two more steps and pulled his body out of the shadow of the cave.

"Whew!"

The sound of gasping for air suddenly came out of there, and I saw iron cables stretching out from the old man's body and tightly wrapping around the stone tablet behind.

Zuo Tianhe suddenly saw that this old man was definitely not as simple as his legs, and it was likely that his entire vertebrae had problems!

Just imagine, even if an ordinary person is crippled like this, it is a great sad thing, and a powerful ancient warrior who is enough to be happy is made like this, and his state of mind is really chilling.

What's more, this old man obviously lives alone in this cave all year round. And he can still talk, he can be calm, and he can smile!

"Listen, in ancient times, it is said that the ancient warriors would also divide the exercises into many different levels and give them different names. But later it turned out that this was actually wrong. ”

"Although there are strengths and weaknesses in the exercises, it is still people who decide everything after all, so it is unreasonable to classify the exercises even if they are reasonable. Therefore, in this day and age, when we evaluate an exercise, we don't look at its cultivation difficulty or its power, but only at its development potential!"

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled kindly, and quietly waited for everyone to digest his words. After all, these people in the field had never even seen what the ancient martial arts were doing.

"And all the cultivation exercises of the Qingyumen are on my back!

As he spoke, he didn't see him move, but the sound of chains sliding suddenly sounded. Immediately, I saw that on the stone stele, there were slowly three iron boxes the size of blue bricks, and most of my body leaned out.

Three boxes, one cyan, one blue, and one red.

"What is contained in this cyan box is an exercise that can be cultivated to the Soul Condensing Realm, and if you get a copy of this exercise, you can become an outer disciple of our Qingyu Sect!"

"Inside the blue is the exercises that can be cultivated to the state of quenching the mind, and those who get it will directly become inner disciples!"

"In the end, inside the red box is the legendary exercise that can be cultivated all the way to the Origin Realm! However, if anyone wants to snatch this kind of exercise, then I have to tell him first, most of the red boxes are empty!"

He didn't explain why, and everyone naturally knew it, needless to say, those exercises had already been lost by the Divine Order.

When Zuo Tianhe heard this, his heart suddenly jumped. He's different from a normal Forgetful Body Realm martial artist. He's the one who has the soul in advance!

That is to say, he can, without opening those iron boxes, he will know if there is anything in them, whether they are empty!

"Hehe, don't worry. Since ancient times, the law cannot be passed on lightly, and these exercises, no matter what the grade, are all obtained by the predecessors of Qingyumen, who have gone through many hardships and obstacles. If you want to obtain the exercises here, but you still need to, ask me, the old man who protects the martial arts, if you agree!"

Seeing the eager eyes of the teenagers, the old man suddenly laughed charitentially. Only when he saw Zuo Tianhe, who was completely unmoving, would a trace of gloom flash in his eyes.

"Dare to ask the seniors, how can we obtain the exercises?"

"Hehe, this is simple, you just have to come and get it!"

The one who asked was the oldest disciple of the Chen family, and his biggest ideal in this life was to become an ancient martial artist in the Soul Condensing Realm, and to be able to prolong his life for a hundred years.

He hesitated slightly, strode forward directly, and reached out to grab the cyan box. The old man glanced at him and nodded with a smile.

Immediately, this person actually took a book of exercises, and directly stepped aside, went to enlightenment, and memorized it.

Everyone was in an uproar, it's as simple as that?

Of course, there are also people who can understand that everyone is already a disciple of Qingyumen at this time, and they can get a cyan box at the very least, which is not necessary to fight for.

Sure enough, the second person who stepped forward and wanted to catch the blue box was immediately attacked by the old man!

He was as if he was facing, a terrifying humanoid monster, dozens of iron ropes the thickness of children's arms, suddenly waved in the air, although the old man deliberately controlled the strength, the young man was still distracted, but a rope flew out.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the young man suddenly raised his head in a hurry, what he was most concerned about was whether he would be kicked out of the Qingyu Gate.

"Smack!"

A cyan box then landed on the ground in front of the man, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly picked it up and held it in his arms.

"Qualifications are perfect, but the mind is not strong!"

The old man spit out eight words indifferently, and the young man's face suddenly turned red, he was remorseful and ashamed, and he didn't dare to raise his head to look at people for a while.

When the others saw this, they immediately looked at each other, and for a while, no one dared to make a random move.

Seeing that the scene was cold, the old man said quietly: "You guys shoot together, after a cup of tea, those who have not obtained the exercises will leave the Qingyumen on their own." ”

"Let's do it together!"

Suddenly, there were those who were anxious, and they were afraid that time would pass in vain, and they didn't dare to step forward alone, so they could only agitate loudly. said that it was agitation, but everyone's eyes still fell on Zuo Tianhe.

Zuo Tianhe was suddenly helpless, this was really tired of fame. He was not in a hurry to make a move, but now he could only be the first to stand in front of the old man slowly.

"Wow!"

The atmosphere in the field suddenly changed, and as soon as the old man saw Zuo Tianhe coming, the momentum on his body suddenly turned cold. It's like a drunken drunk, and suddenly opens a pair of sharp and compelling cold eyes.

The others were not enough to perceive this kind of spiritual change, and when they saw Zuo Tianhe standing up, they immediately surrounded him with great interest.

"Qin Feiyu is my apprentice. ”

The old man suddenly said something that seemed to have nothing to do with the events at this time. He didn't look at Zuo Tianhe either, after all, he was just ashamed of Qingyumen, but he didn't feel ashamed of Zuo Tianhe.

"Hehe, life and death are in the sky, wealth and destiny, seniors just need to do their best, why do you have to mind?"

Zuo Tianhe said calmly, and the old man suddenly glanced at him in surprise, and even faintly flashed a trace of gratitude.

Zuo Tianhe didn't say that he wanted this old man to try his best to suppress him, but persuaded him not to worry about doing this wrong thing, and to do his best for Qingyumen in the future.

"The old man doesn't owe you a favor!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped on the stone tablet behind him, and a full fifteen red iron boxes popped out on their own. You must know that these boxes are inlaid in the stone tablet, and outsiders can't see the color, so he can be regarded as opening a little back door for Zuo Tianhe.

"Wait, don't make a move!"

Immediately, he suddenly yelled, Zuo Tianhe still stood without moving, but the others couldn't bear the sudden change in the atmosphere, and they all reached forward to grab the boxes they had chosen.

Zuo Tianhe didn't move, but there were at least twenty iron cables, all reserved for him. The others quickly got the results, some of them succeeded in obtaining the exercises, and some of them were pulled back by the iron ropes, and they could only hold on to the lowest-level cyan box that was rewarded.

Soon, the time for half a cup of tea passed, and the only person in the field who had not yet found out the results was Zuo Tianhe, who had not done anything.

"Are you buying people's hearts?"

The old man snorted coldly, obviously a little dissatisfied, because Zuo Tianhe didn't make a move, he had to relax a little bit of suppression of many people.

"Senior said it was funny, I just don't want to take advantage of you! Since you want to stop me and obtain the exercises, then why do I need help from outsiders?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly burst out with anger.

But he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he didn't know if the other party did it on purpose, or if he happened to meet him. Zuo Tianhe was able to provoke several different emotional changes in a short period of time!

"Still not yet?"

"Please advise!"