The old man stepped on the snow, leaving a series of deep footprints behind him. The cold mountain was empty, except for the sound of the wind, only the gurgling sound of the old man's shoes rubbing against the snow, approaching step by step.

At this time, Wu Chong didn't know where he was, and he didn't dare to rashly beckon him to come to help. Ximen Jing has experienced several battles, and his psychological quality is far from the original, secretly submerging his spiritual energy all over his body to make a defensive posture, holding a straight knife in his right hand, not flustered on the surface, and looking at the other party calmly.

In a moment, the old man came to the Lying Niu Stone ten steps away, looked up and down at the handsome young man in front of him with a little surprised eyes, nodded slightly, and continued to move forward without stopping. Ten steps, nine steps, eight .......

At this time, Ximen Jing closed his eyes slightly, and used his spiritual eyes to probe the old man. found that the other party did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, this situation is nothing more than two possibilities, one is that he is not a person in the Xuanmen and has never cultivated, and the other is that the other party's cultivation is far higher than his own, so he cannot find out his details.

In these two cases, Ximen Jing believed that it was the latter, and he couldn't help but feel excited, and his heart was shocked, but he was not timid, this place was deserted, since the other party must have come prepared, it would definitely be too late to escape, and it was likely to fall into the trap.

There is a saying that when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and if you can't leave, then let's fight! Ximen Jing's heart rose with the excitement of fighting the masters, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky. His left hand quietly plunged into the snow, secretly grabbed a handful of snow, and his five fingertips emitted five spiritual qi to wrap around the five bone attachment needles placed in front of his knees.

Ximen Jing had already calculated, as long as the old man showed hostility, before he made a move, the first thing he faced was a flying snow mixed with masculine spiritual power and five world-class poisonous bone attachment needles, followed by a fierce attack that was as fast as a knife.

Three steps, two steps, one step, the old man finally came to the side of the Lying Niu Stone, grinned at Ximen Jing, and said, "Coming?" His expression was very witty, and he didn't seem to have any hostility, more like going out for a walk and meeting an old neighbor to say hello.

However, Ximen Jing did not dare to be careless, and the deep mountains and old forests were covered by heavy snow in winter, so where did the old man come from? He thought that this was the enemy's trick to lure the enemy, and the fighting nerves in his body became even tighter.

The old man glanced at the straight knife in Ximenjing's hand and the things in front of him, looked at Ximenjing again with a surprised expression, and shook his head slightly. Just when Ximen Jing thought that he was going to make a difficulty, and was about to strike first, he raised his leg and put it on the Lying Niu Stone, and pressed his leg up.

This hand has made the second monk of Ximen Jingzhang confused, and he will make preparations when he is facing the enemy? Isn't this a sedan chair and then piercing his ears and eyes? What is wrong with this old man?

I saw that the old man finished pressing his left leg and pressing his right leg, then twisted his waist, expanded his chest, squatted, and did a few push-ups. After finishing his work, the old man sighed at the things in front of Ximen Jing and said, "Do you want to sell it?"

At this moment, Ximen Jing's nerves were tense, and the aura in his body was rotating at a high speed, and he almost choked out his internal injuries when he heard this. Your sister is not stupid, she goes to this deep mountain and old forest to set up a stall to sell things, is she brainless?

Before meeting, the young man ignored him, and the old man pointed to the straight knife and said, "Ryxi, RB saber dripping work?"

Ximen Jing was so choked that he was about to spurt blood, and he looked at him fiercely. Xindao You will fight if you step on a horse, and if you don't fight, you will roll, where did this nonsense come from! Could it be that it is a tactic of slacking off the enemy, so that Lao Tzu can show his flaws and then do it?

Seeing that the young man still didn't speak, the old man scratched his bald head and asked, "Dumb?" and made a few dumb gestures as he spoke.

Just when Ximen Jing couldn't bear it anymore and was about to make a move. The old man seemed to be bored, shook his head and turned around slowly, muttering in a low voice as he walked: "Young people nowadays, one is more boring than the other, what can I do if I say something to the old man?

He thinks that his voice is small and the other party can't hear it, but what kind of hearing does Ximen Jing have, it is one of the six senses, let alone such a close distance, even if a mosquito flies a few meters away, he can hear whether it is male or female. Hearing these words, Ximen Jing's heart suddenly relaxed, thinking if it was possible for this old man to come to exercise, did he misunderstand?

There is a black old man in front, and there is Yang Zhong of the Earth Immortal Gate in the back, and Ximen Jing is about to suffer from senile phobia.

At this time, he was suddenly worried about Wu Cong, could it be that this old man came to deliberately lure the enemy, and there were also masters who solved Wu Cong! He couldn't help but be very anxious, but he couldn't figure out the situation, he didn't dare to move, so he could only continue to wait and see what happened.

I saw that after the old man walked a few steps, he began to play twenty-four style Tai Chi, and after punching all the way, he began to trot around the railing again, and after a while, he saw sweat on his bald head.

In this boxing, the old man showed his bottom, he was not a practitioner at all, he was purely moving his body. Ximen Jing breathed a sigh of relief again, and while on guard, he began to slowly absorb the refining aura. This is a fishing and drying net without delay, a strong spiritual power, and if you really do it, the chances of winning will be one point greater.

The old man ran a few laps, stopped, stood on the edge of the railing, faced the deep mountains, and sang: "Piercing the forest and the sea - crossing the snow field - rushing into the sky - Shu Hao's ambition to face the mountains - ushering in the spring to change the world - today I drink the celebration wine, the ambition is not rewarded, and I will show my skills in the future, and I will write the spring and autumn ...... with blood."

The singing voice is strong and powerful, and the momentum is magnificent, coupled with his strong and mighty figure, it really has a bit of Yang Zirong's posture in the Linhai Snow Plain. But the big official of Ximen can't stand it, he is absorbing refining aura, he needs to keep his mind calm like water, and he can't stand being disturbed by others, so angry that he rushes to Dingliangmen, eager to strangle the old man to death.

At this time, Ximen Jing was completely relieved, and the other party was an old man who came to exercise and shout mountains. But he was making such a fuss, he couldn't cultivate, and he finally found such a treasure land, how could he let go easily?

If you want to get rid of the old man, there is no reason, this land was not bought by yourself, maybe it is still the place of the old man. Neither is it to stay, the angry Ximen Jing glared at the old man's back, just hoping that he would be tired and leave quickly.

Who would have thought that the old man was endless, and after singing Lin Haixueyuan, he came out again to lock Wulong: "I saw Luo Cheng bite my teeth and scold the shameless little minion, I remember stepping on Wagangzhai, I remember that a family from Luoyang came, I built the Sanxian Mansion for you, I spent a lot of money for you, I was ungrateful to Tangzhai, and coaxed who to come ......"

The old man sang more and more energetically, his expression was excited, his expression was flamboyant, and his big face was red with excitement, looking really like Shan Xiongxin was tied up on the court and scolded the heroes in high spirits.

This singing brought Wu Cong over. Ximen Jing's ears clearly heard his footsteps getting closer and closer.

Although the singing is good, it is necessary to divide who will listen to it. How could Ximen Jing have the heart to listen to this, cultivation is important! If he continues to listen to it, he is afraid that he will go mad. Forget it, you can't afford to hide, Liumang Mountain has a very wide area, and other places are not without aura, so it's a big deal to retreat to the next best, let's change places.

Thinking of this, Ximen Jing was ready to pack up his things and get up, beckoning Wu Cong to change places.

The old man had just sang: "Xiongxin is famous when he dies, slave, slave! Afraid of arrows piercing the body and there is nowhere to bury the corpse...... Suddenly his face flushed, he screamed, covered his chest, and slowly fell to the ground.