was called by the other party to break his martial arts, which made Lin Kuo couldn't help but be surprised, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the dishes that were originally full of dishes had been swept by the old way.

Lin Kuo had never seen such a meal, and only then did Lin Kuo come back to his senses after the old way with white hair and dirt on his face wiped out all the dishes like a cloud.

"Dao Chief, do you recognize this scroll of animal skins?" Lin Kuo had no time to worry about the wine and food in front of him with Lao Dao, and took out the animal skin that recorded the martial art 'Overlapping Shadow', revealing a look of suspicion on his face.

It's not that Lin Kuo has to judge people by his appearance, but he really can't associate this skinny old way with the word 'master'.

Lao Dao took out a quick meat crumb from between his teeth, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, and then said with a satisfied face: "Hehe, this animal skin, it seems that it was given to the Xi'er girl in Yuexianglou as a rag a few days ago." ”

Lao Dao said, as if recalling some inappropriate pictures for children, and suddenly smiled and bent his eyes.

"What, what? Give someone away as a rag?" Lin Kuo suddenly sweated violently, the animal skin that recorded such a brilliant martial art was actually given to a girl in a Qinglou as a rag?

"Ouch, you're full of food and drink, it's time to go to Yuexianglou to listen to the joke!" Lao Dao wiped his greasy mouth with his shiny sleeves, and just got up, his eyes rolled and he looked at Lin Kuo fixedly.

"Boy, you have learned the old martial arts of superimposing, don't think about a meal and fool the past, Ming'er...... Well, Ming'er will eat you again, and you and I will be cleared!"

After dropping this sentence, Lao Dao walked out of the restaurant, and it didn't seem that he had taken a few steps, but his figure had disappeared from Lin Kuo's sight.

"I'll it!" staring at the direction ......where the old road disappeared, Lin Kuo felt as if his heart had been beaten hard!

From the old Taoist style, it is not difficult to see a trace of the charm of the martial art 'Overlapping Shadow', isn't it that he has cultivated this 'Stacked Shadow' to a very high level?

Each martial art can be roughly divided into beginner, proficient, master, grandmaster and other levels, Lin Kuo knew that the martial arts he mastered were only at the entry level at most, and compared with the old Dao's body style, it was almost as far away as a few streets!

Lin Kuo recovered from the shock and hurriedly chased after the old way.

After coming to Yuexiang Building, the largest green building in Pingyang County, I saw that the sloppy Taoist was crowded by the window, stretching his neck to look inside, and cheering from time to time.

"Could it be that there are hot women playing with poles in there?"

Lin Kuo had doubts in his eyes, and when he got closer, it became clear that there was no woman dancing, but there was a storyteller, with a table in front of him, telling some jokes that were inappropriate for children in Yuexiang Building, and the words were straightforward, so that Lin Kuo couldn't help but lean in his heart, it was more direct than European and American Mao movies!

Lin Kuo felt bored after listening to it for a while, the storyteller with a rigid face, staring at the dead fish's eyes, whether he spoke vividly or not Lin Kuo was powerless to complain, the key was that he didn't even have a little storyline, I really don't know why the old Tao was so fascinated by it.

But then Lin Kuo's eyes lit up, since he recognized the delicious and lustful side of this unfathomable old way, if he couldn't scrape a layer of skin on him, then he would be too sorry for his identity as a traverser!

Once in order to take a step higher in his position, Lin Kuo arranged for the leader to take a bath and sing a dragon, to deal with this kind of taste of the old way, it is not easy to drive!

Lin Kuo didn't bother Lao Dao, but immediately rushed back, so that he could be fully prepared and make a good deal on him tomorrow!

At noon the next day, Lao Dao really arrived as scheduled, and when he saw the table of delicious food carefully prepared by Lin Kuo, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he began to sweep unceremoniously.

Lin Kuo took out a brand-new seam book, squeezed his eyes, and said with a smile: "The kid saw that the Taoist seemed to be interested in some small paragraphs yesterday, so he went back and wrote something overnight for the Taoist to read when he was bored. ”

Lao Dao took a chicken leg and took the book disapprerovingly, and when he looked at it, he found that the three big characters of "The Legend of the Golden Bottle" were written on the cover.

"You kid has a heart, but to tell you, if you want to deceive Lao Dao's treasure, there is no door!" Lao Dao squatted on the chair and said unceremoniously.

Lin Kuo didn't show the slightest embarrassment, he was quite confident in this painstaking work!

Lao Dao opened the page, but when he looked at it, his expression became richer, sometimes scratching his ears and cheeks with a look of anticipation, sometimes showing a lewd smile, and even the chicken leg that had just been gnawed in his hand fell to the ground.

Just when Lao Dao saw that the heroine's golden lotus was about to be picked by the big officials, he found that the book was actually a eunuch, and he couldn't help but shout in a hurry.

"Boy, quick, write the follow-up story!"

Lao Dao's face was flushed, and he stuffed the book to Lin Kuo.

Lin Kuo smiled secretly in his heart, but said with a bitter face: "Dao Chief, in order to write this story, the kid stayed up all night yesterday, you see, even the newly acquired advanced martial arts didn't have time to cultivate." ”

As he spoke, Lin Kuo handed the boxing book that recorded the 'bow fist' to Lao Dao.

Lao Dao opened the boxing book, and after seeing the record of receiving the left fist and the right fist, and the right fist and the left fist, he was almost angry and vomited blood, and said loudly: "You kid has a heart, isn't it? This is also a profound martial art? Hurry up and complete the story for the Dao Master, maybe the Dao Ye is happy, and he can pass you a move and a half!"

Lin Kuo was waiting for Lao Dao's words, but he still pretended to be embarrassed: "Dao Chief, at least you can come out with some sincerity, so that the kid can be more creative motivated!"

Lao Dao's expression was a little struggling, but when he thought of that strange book, his heart was really like a cat scratching, and finally gritted his teeth: "You kid! Okay, I have a set of martial arts, and I will pass you on this style!"

As he spoke, the old Dao detective pointed at Lin Kuo's body, and Lin Kuo immediately felt a gentle Yuan Force swimming in several meridians.

"This style is the 'mountain holding style' in the three styles of Zhenyue, running the Yuan Force to swim through these meridians, and hugging the opponent, but the opponent's meridians can be temporarily sealed, but it is many times better than your set of bow fists!"

Lin Kuo was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly wrote down the method of the operation of the Yuan Force, as well as the mental method dictated by the old Tao.

Returning to the guest room on the upper floor of Yuyang, Lin Kuo did not continue to make up the legend of the golden bottle, but studied the martial art 'Hugging Mountain'.

As early as last night, Lin Kuo had already finished writing this story, and very wisely divided it into three parts: upper, middle and lower, and it was only the upper part for Lao Dao to see.

Three hours later, Lin Kuo suddenly opened his eyes, recovered from the state of study, his mind became clear, and his mastery of the martial art 'holding the mountain' was a big step forward!

Lin Kuo got up and grabbed the wooden stool casually, threw it forward, and then took a step suddenly, his body sank slightly, his arms hugged the wooden stool, and he operated the Yuan Force according to the method taught by the old Tao, and suddenly felt the great changes that had occurred in the place in front of him, as if the air in the area of his arms was drained in an instant!

I only heard a click, and the wooden stool that I didn't hold on to suddenly fell apart!

Lin Kuo's eyes widened in shock, you must know that his arms did not touch the wooden bench, just by the traction and tearing of the qi machine, he showed such power!

"This ...... This martial art is too strong, isn't it?"

Lin Kuo couldn't help but exclaim, recalling what the old Taoist said, this set of martial arts is still the first of the three styles of Zhenyue, so if he learns those two or three styles, wouldn't it be as powerful as beating chicken blood!

Lin Kuo's eyes flashed eagerly, grabbed the middle and lower two parts of "The Legend of the Golden Bottle", and left the guest room.

Lao Dao was really still waiting, Lin Kuo smiled secretly in his heart, at this time, in his eyes, Lao Dao seemed to have become a fat sheep that was not slaughtered and unpleasant!