The old blind man and the little mute walked on the streets of Xiaoxiang City.

"Master, what are we going to do here?" The little mute walked behind the old blind man and wrote with his hand on the old blind man's back.

"Now that you have left the town, you should look farther, walk more and see more, know that this world is not only as big as a small town, but also a broader place waiting for you to go. A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, and you have to gradually understand what you can't do, what you should do, and what you must do. The old blind man walked slowly, patiently teaching.

The little mute listened in a fog, but he knew that there were some things and some truths that he might not know now, but the master's words still had to be firmly remembered first, and when he grew up, he should understand them, and then it would be as if the master had spoken it again in his ear.

At this time, the entrance of the street not far away was blocked by many people watching the excitement, and the little mute also leaned over to see what was happening.

"Something that doesn't have long eyes!" On the other side of the street, in front of a gorgeous carriage, a strong man with a long stick kicked away the little girl selling flowers on the side of the road at will, only to see that the little girl was kicked upside down and flew out, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and was already dying.

"What a pitiful thing, these anointed children are too domineering! Is there no one to take care of it? ”

"Tube? Who cares? Do you dare to care? ”

"It's still a matter whether this can survive or not."

The onlookers talked a lot, but none of them did to stop the evil deeds that took place in broad daylight.

Not everyone has the heart of a bodhisattva, and he goes to power for this stranger he has never met.

Unexpectedly, the strong man was still unforgiving, carrying a long stick and walking towards the little girl step by step, and the crowd around the little girl quickly retreated, for fear of getting into trouble.

But the people in the carriage didn't care, and they were not afraid of causing trouble.

The little mute looked anxiously at the old blind man, hoping that he would come to his rescue. The old blind man did not move, but said to the little mute, "If I am not by your side at this moment, who will you go to for help?" As I said, the only thing you can rely on is your own sword. Remember these days I have let you read books and walk with yourself. ”

The little mute understood what the old blind man meant, so he rushed out of the crowd and, like a wild boar in the mountains, pushed the house away.

The strong man stumbled at the unexpected blow, lost his balance, and fell to the ground. There was a laugh from the crowd, and the man immediately stood up, feeling ashamed, and pointed around with a long stick, and roared, "Which of you is laughing! ”

He turned his head to look at the little mute, who was actually a teenager, and felt even more ashamed, and scolded, "Where did this wild dog come from?" Do you want to die? With that, he took a long stick in his hand and slammed it into the top of the little mute's head.

The strong man sneered, this stick went down, Mo said that it was a child, it was a middle-aged man who came and had to break his head and bleed, his own stick was made of fine iron, extremely heavy, few people in the army could control it before, he was famous and he had the strength of a three-stage martial artist to control it, and not long ago he was selected by the prince by this good skill as a guard.

Now that he has succeeded in a sneak attack by this child, if he doesn't make a fuss today, how can he stay by the side of the prince, this road to promotion can't be cut off.

The little mute saw a stick coming menacingly, and turned over with a stick, dodging the heavy blow.

The bluestone pavement was smashed into a hole by this stick, and the rubble was splashed.

The strong man saw that his blow was dodged by this child, and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that you are still a young man, see that Lao Tzu will not abolish you today." ”

The little mute ignored him, and pulled the frostridge out of his back, and the horse stepped into it, with only this enemy in his eyes.

The strong man struck with another stick, and the little mute turned up to dodge again, and with this blow, the long sword took advantage of the momentum to cut down, but was caught by the strong man with a long stick.

"Dang!" The sound of the handover of weapons made the people watching around cover their ears.

The little mute was so shocked by this heavy force that he almost slipped his sword off, he knew that if he hadn't followed the master's practice these days, he wouldn't even be able to dodge the first stick, it must have been the exercise on weekdays and the master's massage that played a big role.

The strong man didn't give the little dumb a chance to breathe, and another stick struck, this one no longer smashed vertically, but horizontally to the little mute's waist.

The little mute bent down, almost on the ground, dodged a stick, and took the opportunity to slash at the strong man's calf with a sword.

The strong man hurriedly withdrew his stick, flicked the little mute's sword away, and then swung the long stick and struck it at the little mute's waist.

The little mute hurriedly blocked with the long sword, but the huge force hit the little mute on the arm through the long sword.

"Good as water!" The old blind man's voice came from the crowd, and the little mute understood it, remembering the days when the old blind man taught him to read the Tao Te Ching.

So the arm shrank inward, dissipating most of the strength, and then picked up the long stick with the long sword, quickly pulled closer, and stabbed the strong man with a sword.

The strong man quickly retreated, dodging the sword, and before he could take another breath, another sword attacked.

The strong man finally began to face up to his opponent, not daring to be careless, after all, after living in the army for so many years, he still has a very keen perception of life and death, and the little mute has already posed a threat to his life.

Then the strong man used his stick, one stick after another, but they were dodged by the little mute, or flicked away with his sword.

The strong man felt that his opponent was not a human but like a puddle of water, and no matter how he changed his attack, he fell into a deep pool like a stone, and there was no response.

"Little cub, I have forced your grandfather and me to use my real skills, and Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson for your father!" The muscles on the strong man's body skyrocketed, and the strength of the three-stage martial artist was displayed.

When the little mute heard this, his heart was extremely angry, but he still forced himself to calm down, not affected by his agitation.

"The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river!" The old blind man's voice came again.

The qi in the little mute's body was also mobilized by the old blind man's words, and the sword in his hand was wrapped with a faint white sword qi.

"Dang!" The sword and the stick intersected again, and a loud sound erupted, but this time, the long stick was directly broken in two.

The little mute's sword did not stop, and left a huge wound on the strong man's chest, and the strong man fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Even if he is saved, he will be a waste in this life.

The little mute retracted the sword behind his back, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, obviously this stick was not so comfortable.

There was silence all around, and people looked at the little mute, thin but standing like a mountain peak.

The little mute knew that this time, he had finally embarked on the path of cultivation, and according to the division of martial arts, he should be regarded as a second-stage martial artist.

The little mute thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a proud voice came from the carriage: "Leave the sword, destroy your legs, and spare you from death today." ”

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