Qin Younian, who had already left the ominous haunting in his heart, had been scrutinized several times, and did not find anything on the stele stele as soon as he pressed it to reveal an underground tunnel or something like that, the base of the stele and the small Woshan mountain were tightly fitted, as if it was natural, and it was very abrupt.

The more this is the case, the more weird it is, Qin Younian is not anxious at all, he simply sits cross-legged on the ground, Xiao Woshan has a little benefit, the ground is not stained with dust and is not afraid of dirty clothes, his arms are on his legs, his chin is supported, and he looks directly at the stone tablet in front of him.

After sitting quietly for half an hour, my hand was numb, and I changed my hand, and the demon scale sword never left my hand.

Sit quietly for an hour, your legs are numb, get up and move, and then continue to sit.

suddenly

The stele trembled slightly, and the startled Qin Younian immediately jumped up, and the six swords instantly came out of the sword box, protecting Qin Younian's body, and the sky was fan-shaped, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the stele.

Qin Younian frowned and stared, the stele was not moving, he didn't dare to move, he forced a breath of air, tightened the demon scale sword in his hand, did not burn incense, did not worship Buddha, did not believe in ghosts and gods Qin Younian, who was afraid that there was a young person in the secret, in order to let him retreat, the old man who guarded the iron ropeway and didn't know anything about it couldn't help but appear in front of him.

After standing a pillar of incense,

The stele shook again, Qin Younian instantly took two steps back, bowed his waist slightly, looked around with his eyes like an eagle, and said coldly: "Dare to ask which senior is making a move in secret, why don't you show up and talk about it?" ”

Looking around, no one answered.

Qin Younian tightened his grip on the Demon Scale Sword.

Rumble.........!

The stele suddenly cracked a straight crack, and slowly moved to the left and right sides under Qin Younian's stunned eyes, and after a while, an underground tunnel appeared in front of him, Qin Younian swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Mo family tricks? ”

A neutral voice came from the corridor, responding to Qin Younian: "The Mo family's fart technique, there are no bones and scum left of the Mo family's giant who has long since died, see it clearly, this is Luban's trick, and it has a fart relationship with the Mo family, and the little doll doesn't know how to pretend to understand." ”

It can't be said that Qin Younian is short-sighted, and he only knows the unique branch of the Mo family, although there are also sects of organ art that are not in the stream, how can his reputation rival the Mo family. Moreover, the surface of the stele looks like a whole piece, the mountain has an inner abdomen, and the mechanism is opened from the inside.

Qin Younian didn't make a sound, looking at the exposed corridor on the ground.

Suddenly

There was a sound of chains mopping the floor from the corridor, and a man wearing rags that barely covered his body walked out slowly, he was barefoot, and his hair was mixed with a few wilted yellow weeds, the old man stopped, picked his nose with his little finger, and then popped out the nose in the nails, and said: "Some time ago, there was a person who called himself Huang Jiuyong, and his martial arts cultivation was good, so he stayed for a while, and when he saw that Uncle Ben ignored him, he left on his own." You little doll is on the way, do you know how to wait for the iron tree to bloom? ”

Qin Younian smiled bitterly, the blind cat met the dead mouse and met the strange old man whose hands, feet and neck were bound by chains, opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and the old man before and after the uncle was disrespectful, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse?

The strange old man took out his hand with boobs, scratched his crotch again, then put his hand under his nose and sniffed it, nodded, it was the original taste, and he was very satisfied.

Qin Younian watched silently, and scolded in his heart that the old martial arts veteran who fucked him was clearly an old rascal in the market! However, he didn't feel the slightest killing intent on the strange old man, Qin Younian gritted his teeth, put his sword back into the scabbard, and arched his hand: "The juniors are abrupt, and the seniors don't blame them." ”

The strange old man snorted coldly, waved his hand and said, "Don't fix that vain thing, Uncle Ben is not rare, little doll, you are also here to get the northern rune?" ”

Qin Younian was stunned for a moment, Xiao Woshan really has a northern rune, so the eight prime ministers Liu ............ didn't dare to think about it anymore, shook his head and said, "No, the junior is just curious about what Xiao Woshan has." ”

The strange old man took half a step forward, the iron chain behind him was stretched straight, "squeaked", took a step back, and said angrily after waiting for the iron chain to land: "Supreme One Sword, this old horseman, didn't Uncle Ben just talk to the Qinyu Fairy of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect at the beginning, who made her more beautiful than the princess in the palace, which made Uncle Ben happy." He's good, upside down the shit basin and said that Uncle Ben was teasing the Qinyu Fairy, and I don't know which turtle son pushed Uncle Ben in the back, and accidentally caught that... The milk of the Qinyu fairy has been locked up in this broken place where birds don't for fifty years. ”

Strange old man moody?

The strange old man who protects himself from the scandal of his house without any warning, looks like he is indignant and passionate about who I am afraid of, and he can fight against the air. Qin Younian was dumbfounded when he heard this, holding back a smile, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he lowered his head to prevent the strange old man from seeing it.

It seems that the strange old man, who has not spoken to anyone for many years, spits out a star, and talks a lot of irrelevant things about him, as if he is showing off to the young man in front of him. As everyone knows, the bed moves he played have long been outdated, and even the happy kilns in some small places have replaced a lot of various moves, such as oil and water dripping candles, and the moves of hanging in the air and rotating in a circle and a half, the strange old man has never heard of it.

Qin Younian couldn't help it, his shoulders trembled, and he wanted to slip away but was stopped by the strange old man, "Little doll, are you joking Uncle Ben?" ”

Qin Younian turned around and said with a sycophant: "I heard the words of the seniors, and the juniors are better than studying hard for more than ten years. Night after night is different, it can be described as exquisite, full of freshness, and the younger generation wants to go down the mountain to experience the taste of the marrow. ”

", after the mountain was renamed Xiaowo Mountain, after two generations of mountain owners, the first generation of mountain owners was thin-skinned and scolded by Uncle Ben, and left in shame. The second generation of the mountain lord is a shameless old bastard, who wanted to come to find the northern rune, but was beaten all over the ground by Uncle Ben looking for teeth, and shouted "Niang ........." The strange old man who had said a long list of words in one breath suddenly paused, looked at Qin Younian strangely, and said: "Little doll, the sword you held in your hand just now is the demon scale sword of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect?" ”

This strange old man's body is locked and he can easily beat and scold the two generations of mountain masters in Haoran world, and let the two generations of mountain masters have no power to fight back, the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect has a big enmity with him, Qin Younian didn't admit it when he was killed, and quickly shook his head and said: "The seniors are wrong, it's just an imitation sword, there are many on the market, and the younger generations see that it looks good and buy it as a weapon to take advantage of, so that they can walk the rivers and lakes and strengthen their courage." ”

The strange old man didn't believe it, hugged his chest with his hands, and sneered: "Little doll, you are not sincere, although the destruction of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect makes Uncle Ben feel good, but the old man of the Supreme Sword can only kill Uncle Ben, and he will never allow others to get involved, the old ghost of Guanyin Mountain will go to kill, and after killing him, he will go to the Lianshan Sword Tomb to dig out the Supreme Sword from the grave, and Uncle Ben will kill it again, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart." ”

Dead people don't let go?

Qin Younian's heart trembled, and he said: "The seniors really misunderstood, after the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect was destroyed, the Demon Scale Sword had already been broken, and the younger generation was just born at that time, if it was related to the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect, he would not be able to live today." ”

The strange old man thought for a while, pointed at Qin Younian and said, "Little doll, what you said is reasonable, but are you really confused when Uncle Ben is old?" Or are you stupid? There are at least two ways to restore the broken demon scale sword, to tell you the truth, the demon scale sword was a dowry gift from Uncle Ben to the Qinyu fairy back then, and he wanted to marry her as a daughter-in-law. ”

Can the fuck get involved?

Qin Younian sighed, tried his best to shirk but met the main master, no longer hidden, pinched the sword finger, opened the sword box, grasped it with five fingers, and when a touch of red lit up, the demon scale sword was straight into the hard rock mountain, and said: "The senior is right, the junior is indeed holding the demon scale sword of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect." ”

The strange old man was overjoyed when he saw the demon scale sword, rubbed his hands, and then sighed, his expression was lonely, and he covered up the past well in the blink of an eye. When the strange old man's eyes opened, Jingguang said, and said lightly: "I heard that the Qinyu Fairy was buried in the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect, and the Demon Scale Sword broke Guanyin Mountain, little doll, how did you get this sword?" ”

Qin Younian replied truthfully: "It was given by others." ”

She's not dead? The strange old man couldn't hide the hope in his heart that could only be seen a little, and said in a trembling voice: "Who is it...... Gifted? ”

Old immortals.

Who is the old fairy?

The strange old man who swept the tomb of Lianshan Sword Tomb.

Alas, an old man.

After all, he was disappointed, and the strange old man who was locked in five iron chains was deflated, and it was difficult to hide his sadness, and he said slowly: "The old man who swept the tomb is the doorman of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect who crawled out of the pile of dead people?" ”

Qin Younian shook his head and said: "No, the old immortal admires the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect, but he did not become a disciple of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect as he wished. ”

"What a willingness, if the Qinyu Fairy was willing to go with me back then, Uncle Ben's grandson should be about the same age as you." The strange old man thought for a moment, and then said, "Little doll, who are you?" can make the old man who sweeps the tomb willing to give you the demon scale sword of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect. ”

Take advantage of me! Qin Younian glanced at the strange old man who relied on the old and sold the old, then raised his head and grinned: "Because I am the only surviving disciple of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect." ”

The strange old man was silent, ingested the demon scale sword in the air and held it with both hands, looked at it for a moment, lowered his head and laughed wildly, and then held the sword in his right hand, practiced the sword and pointed obliquely at the ground, from the bottom to the top until the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, it seemed to be a sword drawn at random, but it was the best martial art back to basics.

The strange old man put away his sword and stood, his face without joy or sorrow.

Qin Younian saw it in his eyes, what kind of sword was it! Over the mountains and mountains, cut down the nine heavenly stars and fall into the world, blocking the water of the four seas, it has great power, as if the fairy finger in the sword, the end is terrifying!

Alas!

"Time has passed, the beautiful woman has passed away, under a sword, only the person who holds the sword can be safe and sound!

Lamenting, the old man of the Supreme Sword has always been ruthless, he has a sword, and the sword of tens of millions of sword cultivators in the world rises, and the Great Wall of Haoran Sword Qi is mighty and mighty, shaking the Quartet!

Looking at the world, who dares to go against it!

Those who dare to rebel have only one word, chop! ”

The strange old man returned the demon scale sword to Qin Younian, and said flatly: "From now on, this sword is yours, Uncle Ben said." ”

The strange old man has a grudge against the Supreme Sword Sect, not the entire Hanging Mountain Sword Sect has a grudge against him, right and wrong are clear, it is worthy of Qin Younian to respectfully give a number of salutes, put away the demon scale sword, and said softly: "With the cultivation of the predecessors, Xiao Woshan is afraid that he will not be able to trap you, why are you willing to be here for fifty years?" ”

The strange old man smiled sadly: "There are nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, there are no two or three people who can talk to people, there is nothing in this river and lake that can make Uncle Ben look forward to, where can I go if I leave Xiaowoshan?" Uncle Ben also figured it out, the rivers and lakes can't accommodate me, and I can't get used to this rivers and lakes, Uncle Ben will stay in Xiaowoshan, and he can have a grave even if he dies, at least he will be accompanied by the mountain master of the world, and he will not be alone. ”

The strange old man changed his words and asked, "Little doll, do you want the Northern Rune?" ”

Qin Younian's eyes rolled, and he shook his head and said, "I don't want to." ”

The strange old man was surprised and asked, "The Northern Rune that everyone wants, but you little doll don't want it?" Don't fart, as long as you say yes, Uncle Ben will give it to you right away. ”

Qin Younian said expressionlessly: "Since the seniors have said that the Northern Rune is a rare thing that everyone wants, the younger generation knows that the realm is low, and the courage is not big enough to swallow the elephant. ”

The strange old man grinned with tears and asked again: "Little doll, Uncle Ben asked you, it's true that everyone wants to get the Northern Rune, but how many people have seen it and touched it?" ”

Qin Younian was silent.

The strange old man simply sat on the ground, stretched out his hand to caress the beard that hung down to his chest, and said lightly: "Young people know how to advance and retreat, and it is good to know themselves, but if they are too humble, they will become cowardly." Since you are the only remaining disciple of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect, for the sake of the face of the Qinyu Fairy, it is better for you to give you the Northern Rune than to let the people of the world worry about it every day. ”

The words are true, the sky will not drop pies for no reason.

Qin Younian also sat cross-legged on the ground and said with a smile: "If the junior takes the Northern Rune, it is equivalent to agreeing to the unspoken conditions of the senior. ”

The strange old man shook his hand, pulled out one or two whiskers, grinned in pain, Qin Younian was angry, he blew his beard and glared, and said: "Uncle Ben will compare his heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." ”

The strange old man shook his head and recited the poem, and Qin Younian looked funny.

Official complaint: (Don't give up the northern runes, Qin Gongzi, you are thinking about fart, believe it or not, the author of this book will write you to death in the next chapter?) ）