Ignoring the anger of the villagers, the man in the fancy costume walked up to Ah Hai with a cold gaze and asked, "I can give you a chance to stand up again, are you willing to come with me?"

Ah Hai raised his eyes and met the man in gorgeous clothes.

He didn't answer.

The man in Chinese clothes continued: "I can give you the identity of Rouli, and the villagers of Guluo Village will not embarrass you again...... Huh? Are you really willing to be a slave here for the rest of your life?"

"Phew!" Ah Hai spouted.

The man in the fancy dress was not angry, but shook his head and said, "I'll ask you one last time, you really don't want to go with me?"

There was a hint of murder in his eyes.

At this time.

Whew—

A strange cry came from the west side of Guro Village.

Villagers who make a living from hunting, follow the prestige.

"Beast?!"

"Your Excellency...... It's a ferocious beast!"

The man in Chinese clothes said strangely: "The terrain here is remote, and there are thousands of abysses isolated, how can there be fierce beasts?"

At this time, they saw a majestic beast in the shape of a tiger in the low sky to the west, staring at everyone with burning eyes.

In its mouth, it holds a scabbard stained with mud.

Dense jungle ...... One figure after another walked out.

Lu Zhou, who is old and has a fairy wind bone, walks in the front with his hands in his hands.

The others followed, and without hurry, following the beast, walked forward.

The beast sheathed its sword and flew forward.

It's not fast, just a little faster than walking.

The setting sun passed through the trees and fell on the people.

Until the beast flew to the entrance of the village and slowly fell.

Luzhou stopped...... His eyes swept over the people of Guluo Village, the man in Chinese clothes, the two big wolf dogs, and the sticks in the hands of the people of Guluo Village, and finally landed on Yu Zhenghai, a young man curled up on the ground and holding his head.

It is understandable that other people and apprentices do not know this "young Yu Zhenghai".

But as a master, how could Lu Zhou not recognize it?

The appearance of his youth immediately brought Lu Zhou's memory back to more than 300 years ago......

Lu Zhou swept the people of Guluo Village again.

With his current cultivation, he could wipe out the entire village and vent his anger for his apprentice, but he didn't do that.

Many things, there is a better way to solve them.

Master doesn't speak...... Everyone else remained quiet.

Lu Zhou came to Yu Zhenghai, saw him with a blank expression, and asked gently, "What's your name?"

More than 300 years ago, he asked the same question.

Ask again now.

Just to be able to bring back his memory?

The young man Yu Zhenghai looked around blankly and replied, "Ah, Ah Hai......"

Lu Zhou's eyes drooped, and he stretched out his old and strong hand.

In the sun, in the jungle.

Everyone was at a loss, and they didn't know why.

......

......

Everyone in the Demon Heaven Pavilion was even more at a loss, not knowing why the master would have such an attitude towards a strange young man.

Si Wuya had spent quite some time with his senior brother day and night, and when his eyes fell on the young man Ah Hai, his eyes were like pins and needles, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

Even if the clothes are covered in mud.

No one moved.

With Master here, everything is enough.

Lu Zhou always maintained the posture of stretching out his big hand.

Just waiting for the young man Yu Zhenghai to stretch out his hand.

Life alternates, and the red dust is endless.

In the midst of all beings, they are born in reincarnation.

The reincarnation of the third life, a hundred years is hard to find, the stars are moving, and the past is empty?

Yu Zhenghai raised his hand a little tremblingly.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Lu Zhou showed a faint smile, stepped forward with his big hand, grabbed his palm, and pulled him up.

When touched, the boy crossed several blurred images in Zhenghai's blank mind...... Suddenly my mind was buzzing!

Mess.

A vague figure, an inexplicable sense of familiarity invaded.

This old gentleman...... Who the hell is it?!!

...

"Wait. ”

The man in the fancy costume spoke up.

Lu Zhou glanced at him and said lightly, "Rouli cultivator?"

"This is the realm of Rouli, and the people here are naturally Rouli people. The man in the fancy costume said, "My name is Golon, and I have taken a fancy to this young man, and I want to take him as an apprentice." ”

"You want to take him as an apprentice?"

Goron nodded: "His roots are good, his talent is also good, and he is a good material for cultivation." ”

"You have a good eye, too. Lu Zhou said.

At this time, Ah Dong, who was standing at the entrance of the village, said: "My lord, these are all Great Yan people! Get rid of them!"

The people of Guluo Village have seen Golon's cultivation, but Golong ignores the people of Guluo Village.

Instead, he looked at Lu Zhou and the others and said, "This young man, I want to take it away." ”

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it. ”

"What do you mean?" asked Goron.

Ge Long wanted to make a move, but he felt that the cultivators behind the old man all exuded an unpredictable aura.

Have no bottom!

The villagers of Guluo Village didn't know how cultivated these people were, and they just watched the excitement with great interest.

Lu Zhou ignored everyone, the old man's big hand produced a faint vitality energy at this time, and the vitality entered Yu Zhenghai's body, testing his dantian qi sea.

This is a practitioner!

Intuition told Yu Zhenghai that he was saved.

......

Lu Zhou looked at the young man Yu Zhenghai, stroked his beard and pointed to Guluo Village, and the man in Chinese clothes and said, "Do you want to defeat them?"

Yu Zhenghai nodded blankly.

At a loss, he didn't know what Lu Zhou was going to do. The nod is because he wants to defeat this gang more than anyone else, and even the word defeat is too light, and it is not too much to change it to "kill".

"Yes. The teenager Yu Zhenghai responded.

"Good. ”

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Do your own business, do it yourself." The old man told you how to kill people, are you willing?"

The young man Yu Zhenghai nodded: "Yes." ”

"There are many people in this world who want to learn the methods of old men...... If you want to learn, then you have to learn from the old man, are you willing?"

The disciples of the Demon Heaven Pavilion who didn't know the truth were taken aback.

What's wrong with the Pavilion Master today? Suddenly he wants to take a young man as an apprentice? Why?

The young man Yu Zhenghai met the gaze of Lu Zhou.

One old and one young, looking at each other.

Three hundred years ago...... Lu Zhou didn't ask that.

Three hundred years later, Lu Zhou replaced Ji Tiandao and fulfilled Yu Zhenghai's wish.

Perhaps it was a hazy sense of familiarity, Yu Zhenghai felt that the old man in front of him had an inexplicable feeling...... Coupled with the eagerness to leave the dangerous place, Yu Zhenghai was inclined to Luzhou in his heart.

The young Yu Zhenghai was a little hesitant...... Because Yu Shangrong once said that he had a better master, then the master was waiting for him in Dayan.

"But...... I, I already have a Master. The young man Yu Zhenghai said.

As soon as this statement came out.

Several villagers in Guluo Village laughed.

Ah Dong laughed and said, "Useless waste...... Ah Hai, you also have a master like you, you can't even beat me!"

"It's been a long time to move something, and the adults said that you have a talented root, and you still kicked your nose in the face!"

"You can't beat the two wolf dogs in Guluo Village!"

......

Lu Zhou said softly: "It's okay, if you can defeat them, the old man will take you to find a teacher." ”

Anyway, it's the old man who is looking for it.

The young man Yu Zhenghai was overjoyed, no longer hesitated, and knelt down.

Three rings in a row.

Every head sank into the mud, and his forehead was covered with mud.

The crowd was puzzled.

Only Si Wuya, a little unable to suppress his emotions...... The mood is complicated and full of emotion.

Adong, a native of Guluo Village, laughed again: "Just him, he can beat me, I'll cut off my head!"

Lu Zhou ignored the people of Guluo Village.

He looked at Yu Zhenghai, a young man who was getting up, and put his big hand on his shoulder: "Do your own thing, do it yourself, solve it yourself." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Zhenghai, but stretched out his hand to the side and said, "Bring the knife." ”

"Huh?" Pan Zhong wondered.

Si Wuya waved his sleeves.

Pan Chong hurriedly walked up and put the jasper knife in his arms in Lu Zhou's hand.

Lu Zhou said: "Since you worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will give you this knife and take it." ”

The young Yu Zhenghai was completely in a state of confusion.

When the broadsword was placed between his palms.

The palms touch the blade of the knife, and it is cold to the bone.

Another strong sense of familiarity hit his mind...... The knife was like a part of his body, and it made him tremble.

He didn't understand why this was happening!

He looked at the knife with great surprise, and his thoughts were indescribable.

Lu Zhou turned his palm.

A wooden stick falls into the palm of your hand.

"The old man will learn and sell now, and pass you a set of knife techniques. Lu Zhou said slowly.

The Guro villagers laughed even more heartily.

Yu Zhenghai nodded: "Yes." ”

"Listen up. ”

Lu Zhou turned back and walked into the middle of the clearing, "This knife technique starts from the momentum of a thousand blades, and between the fingers-"

He danced in place, left and right.

The stick rotates back and forth in the palm of your hand.

The movements are consistent and clean......

Everyone watched with awe as the old man taught him one of the most powerful sword techniques in the world, staring intently at his every move.

The young man Yu Zhenghai was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth:

The knife is a familiar knife, and the knife technique is a familiar knife technique.

Blended into the blood, carved into the soul, never dared to forget.

The young man Yu Zhenghai instinctively followed and waved the jasper knife in his hand.

Lu Zhou showed a satisfied look and continued to wave the wooden stick:

"The wind is silent, the air is like water, the light is shadowless, and the knife is traceless—"

The more the villagers of Guluo Village looked, the more they felt that the old man seemed to be insane.

Probably because I didn't feel the fluctuation of vitality, the appearance of simply dancing the knife technique was really a bit funny and boring.

Even the Rouli Goron, who is also a practitioner, cannot understand.

What is this old man doing?

Teaching a teenager you just met?

"All rivers are inclusive!"

Lu Zhou sped up and jumped forward, and the wooden stick suddenly poked at a tree in front of him.

Bang!

The branches pass through the tree, leaving a hollow hole.

The crowd's eyes opened suddenly.

"All at once. ”

Lu Zhou tiptoed a little, and a faint vitality was released.

From the sea of dantian qi, enter the eight veins of the Qi Jing, enter the arms and wrists, and reach the palm.

Each movement is as detailed and slow as possible.

Energetic catharsis and leap into the air.

Sticks thrown –

"Yes, Great Xuantian Chapter. ”

The sticks burst out into a dense network of small windmill-like starry knives, spinning and falling.

Bang bang bang!

The trees within a radius of tens of meters around were all cut off by the Xuantian starlight!

The wind stops, and the "knife" falls.

PS: Two chapters are more than 5K, and it's 10,000 words a day, asking for recommendation tickets and monthly passes. Thank you.

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