The old man looked at the two of them with a look of hope, and thought that they would throw themselves into their arms with excitement. As a result, let him fly in the waves, the little madman and Torres kept staring at each other, and did not react at all.

"I've drunk too much, I'm so sleepy, I'm sleeping!" With the strength of the wine, the little madman fell to the ground and walked backwards. "Master, I'll help him!" Torres turned around in a hurry.

When the two passed by, He Jinshui quietly brushed his feet, and the two of them suddenly flew back like a cloud, lying straight at the feet of the strange old man.

"Okay, that's you!" The old man jumped over, picked up one in one hand, and laughed extremely lewdly, as if they had turned into glowing gold ingots, and gestured to count the money: "Pay the tuition first, hehe, you pay the tuition first!"

"Cut, you two are in a group!" Faced with such a familiar line, the two turned around and looked at He Jinshui with grievances, and said sadly.

"Hey, hey!" the latter shrugged, turned awkwardly, and walked away with a square step.

I've grabbed a lot of coins, and the old man is straight. He stroked his beard and said seriously: "This martial art of mine is a profound martial art of lifting qi and indulging in the body, called lightning through the clouds, let you see it." ”

"Hey!" he was like a bolt of lightning, and instantly stood on the top of a hill not far away.

"Hah!" the old man turned into smoke and patted the little madman on the shoulder.

"Whew!" he spun at high speed with the afterimage again, suddenly appearing behind Torres.

"Oh!" the old man knelt down and threw up in his stomach. I can't help it, I eat too much, and I feel uncomfortable.

After a while, he got up tremblingly, wiped his mouth dry, and said, "How is it, do you see clearly?"

I have to say that the old man's eyes are poisonous, and these two guys are really very close to this light body martial art. The little madman is the pride of the Caesar family of the rock tribe, and he takes the route of light armor, close quarters, and fighting, and can use it freely with a little stroke;

Seeing the two of them using the cloud crossing step more and more skillfully in the sound of hey, the old man was very satisfied with his beard, and there was a feeling of being green and relieved.

Knowing in his heart, He Jinshui strode up, bowed to the old man, and said, "Thank you for teaching the old man martial arts, my Lacey Corps is unforgettable!"

"Hehe, it's easy to say!" the old man nodded, and said happily: "A meal of flower chickens in exchange for a supreme martial art, the stinky boy can do business!

He showed a look of remembrance, and said to himself in his heart: "Such a delicious flower chicken, the old man was only fortunate to taste it when he followed that person." Hey, time has passed, and creation has made people, and I wonder if his soul has been rested. ”

Wanting to fight here, the old man was excited, patted He Jinshui on the shoulder, and then turned to look at the two people who were chasing and playing with each other using the cloud-piercing step on the grassland, nodded and left.

Just when he was about to disappear from view, He Jinshui suddenly shouted loudly: "Can the old man tell me his name and where he lives?

"Old man Antonio, an idler in the mountains, there is a fate to meet!" the old man pretended to be a good hand, and disappeared on the horizon with his hands behind his back, leaving behind the high-pitched singing voice of "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet".

"Hey, the Human Emperor Da Lei is too shameless, even copying this poem?" He Jinshui was dumbfounded when he heard this, and at this moment he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Antonio, that's a familiar name. He Jinshui frowned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed. He slapped his thigh and jumped up: "Lightning through the clouds? Antonio, hey, isn't that the King of Assassins!"

Antonio, one of the Seven Samurai, is the king of the Assassins! Known for his strange pace and melee killing, he once single-handedly killed three of the eight lichs under the Demon God! It is said that as long as the enemy he is eyeing is far away, no matter whether he is far away or whether he has thousands of troops around him, he can always create an opportunity to kill the opponent face to face. Unless it's a super monster with a strong body like a demon god and invincible melee combat, it can't escape his assassination.

But if this old man is him, then he is at least a thousand years old. He Jinshui vaguely felt that the other party's vitality was very vigorous, although he had passed the peak of his life, he was still far away from the twilight state of dying wood and dying old age.

And his past companions, who are also the barbarian god Kyle, the god of war, Kratos, and the god of law, Samuel, who are also the seven samurai, have been ancient for hundreds of years. What's going on?

Since he couldn't figure it out, He Jinshui shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

The next day, at dawn, after a night's rest, everyone embarked on the journey again in a light state. Since the horses could not set foot on Danxia Mountain, He Jinshui chose to release the animals and led everyone to use their hands and feet to climb towards the exposed red rock land on the mountainside.

At this point, the team moved very quickly. He Jinshui has long become a tireless perpetual motion machine, taking the lead in the lead; the little madman and Torres have mastered the lightning through the clouds and giving wind from their feet; Arnold is tall and long-legged, and walks like a fly.

Coming to the land of red rocks and looking at the incomparably huge abandoned mine under his feet, He Jinshui imagined in his heart the spectacular scene of tens of thousands of dwarves working together to excavate and excavate in this place in the past. Today, the prosperity of this place has long passed, leaving only the bleak north wind to tell the glory of the past.

"Once we enter the tunnel, we can only move forward, not backward, are you ready?" He Jinshui stared at everyone with blazing eyes, and seeing that they were as firm as ever, he didn't say anything more, raised his torch and walked in first.

The underground pit is rugged and tranquil.

As soon as they entered the mine, everyone felt extremely depressed. There was not a single movement here except for the faint sound of wind and footsteps, and because the pit was dug by the dwarves, the height was not enough, He Jinshui and Arnold had to bend down and move forward carefully, and they felt uncomfortable for a long time!

He Jinshui walked at the front of the team, hundreds of silver coins were like thunderbolts, rolling and jumping in the pit to their heart's content, using the high-frequency bounce and reflection of the pit to slaughter everything in the pit, and the animals like spiders and mice were all killed.

In order to ensure the quality of the air, the small stone transformed into a huge propeller blade, which rotated at high speed in front of He Jinshui's body, constantly releasing the dirty air. At every corner of the pothole, He Jinshui would repeatedly test it with a torch to make sure that the air quality was up to standard before moving forward.

What no one noticed was that under the cover of the sound of metal clashing and footsteps, deep cracks began to emerge from under their feet, extending far away, forming a terrifying area of soft geology.

Crisis is coming!