The honest monk knew that it was powerful, so he didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only dodge, but Ye Gucheng's punch was as fast as a punch, and the "shadow-like legs" under his feet also came up to make trouble, and the honest monk finally couldn't avoid it, so he had to make another hard move, and he was ready to vomit blood again.

"Humph!"

The honest monk didn't spit it out, and it seemed that he had caught Ye Gucheng's punch, and this punch was not as tough as the palm just now.

But the honest monk was even more desperate, although he didn't vomit blood, but the injury of this punch was more serious than the palm just now.

The palm just now was purely strong and fierce, and although he was injured, his cultivation was actually not heavy, so he had the confidence to take another punch.

But this punch is completely different from that palm, not the fierce palm power of the outside, listening to the "crackling" sound, like the power of breaking the air is huge, and when I catch it, I find that this punch is full of momentum, and there are seven different forces in a punch, or strong, or feminine, or rigid in soft, or soft in soft, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward, endlessly, but it is a "seven wound fist", which seems to be fierce, but in fact it is ruthless.

This punch actually has the nature of a secret calculation, and what I am ready to hard connect is a fierce force, if I had known that it was Yin Jin, I would not have used this method to connect.

In just a few rounds, the honest monk suffered the most serious internal injury in his life.

Ye Gucheng doesn't care what kind of person an honest monk is, if he wants to kill himself, he is the enemy, and there is nothing that cannot be killed.

Ye Gucheng was ruthless, and every move was rushed to kill him.

The honest monk stumbled and shouted, "Help!"

Ye Gucheng said, "No one can save you."

Before the words fell, a dark energy came to Ye Gucheng's back silently.

Just when he was about to reach his body, Ye Gucheng suddenly twisted a few times, his body was weird, but he dodged it.

Ye Gucheng also gave up the honest monk at the same time, and looked back at the sneak attacker, who was a young man with a sword.

The black mane was not messy, there was not a single wrinkle on the snow-white clothes, and the face with a beautiful silhouette was as sculpted as a cold, conceited, and resolute expression, and the eyes were as sharp as a blade.

Next to him is the little old man, with this young man, the little old man looks ordinary, and this young man looks noble.

The kindness on the little old man's face faded a lot, revealing a hint of seriousness.

Ye Gucheng said, "You asked him to kill me?"

The little old man shook his head and said, "It's to try you."

Ye Gucheng said, "I don't need others to try."

The little old man said, "I need it."

Ye Gucheng said, "No matter what your purpose is, it is useless to me, and I will not do anything for you."

The little old man pondered for a moment and said, "Then I will try you too, the world is unpredictable, who knows if you will agree to me in the future."

Ye Gucheng said, "Other things are unpredictable, but I can refuse you now."

The little old man said, "Don't say no words?"

The little old man turned to ask the honest monk, "Is he Ye Gucheng?"

The honest monk said, "No."

Ye Gucheng also became interested and wanted to know what the honest monk had in mind.

The little old man said, "Then why do you call Ye Gucheng,"

The honest monk said, "At first glance, it looks very similar."

….

The little old man asked, "Have you seen Ye Gucheng?"

The honest monk said: "Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow fought at the top of the Forbidden City, and the monk was present and had seen it from afar."

The little old man said, "Is it okay to see from afar?"

The honest monk said, "I can see it accurately, so I think he is Ye Gucheng."

The little old man asked, "Then why do you say, 'No,'?"

The honest monk said, "He doesn't have a sword."

The little old man frowned, recognizing people not by their appearance, but by what they were holding in their hands, what was the reason?

The little old man asked, "If you don't take a sword, it's not Ye Gucheng?"

The honest monk thought for a moment and said, "No, Ye Gucheng

There was a time when he didn't hold a sword, and when Mu Zhenren was canonized by the emperor, Ye Gucheng unstabbed his sword and went to Wudang Mountain."

The little old man asked, "And what is the difference between them?"

The honest monk said, "Although Ye Gucheng didn't hold a sword at that time, he was a sword himself. But this man's fists and feet are surprisingly high, and unheard of, and this is not something that a sword-loving person can practice."

Ye Gucheng also suddenly realized that the problem was here.

People in the rivers and lakes really can't just look at their appearance, after all, they can be disguised, but martial arts can't be completely hidden, especially very high martial arts.

The martial arts used by Ye Gucheng at this time had never appeared in the rivers and lakes, which increased his mysterious aura and became his best cover.

The little old man squinted at Ye Gucheng for a while, then asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

Ye Gucheng looked surprised and said, "I thought you wouldn't care?"

The little old man said, "I really don't care, but your origin is too mysterious, you shouldn't be an unknown person."

Ye Gucheng asked, "You are famous?"

The little old man suddenly showed a very understanding look and said, "That's true, if I want to become famous, I can do it at the age of fifteen, it seems that we are all smart people."

The little old man classified Ye Gucheng as the same kind, and he also had amazing karma, but he chose an unknown person.

The young man suddenly threw the sword in his hand to Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng subconsciously caught it, not knowing why.

The young man asked the honest monk, "Is he like Ye Gucheng now?"

The honest monk nodded, "It's kind of like that."

The young man asked, "What is missing?"

The honest monk said: "Sword qi, Ye Gucheng's whole person is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, he doesn't have it, he is more like a scabbard."

The young man nodded.

The young man and the little old man glanced at each other, and the little old man said, "You can rest, don't worry, no one will come to disturb you."

The honest monk asked, "What about me?"

The young man said, "You don't have to die."

The honest monk turned around and left, and the little old man and the young man also left.

The next day, the little old man became enthusiastic about Ye Gucheng again.

The little old man asked, "What does Sir think of my island?"

Ye Gucheng said, "It's good."

"Nice?"

This evaluation is too simplistic, at least it should be said to be a "paradise".

The little old man asked, "Sir doesn't seem to be curious about this place?"

Ye Gucheng nodded and said, "Yes."

The little old man asked, "Why?"

Ye Gucheng said, "No, why, I'm not curious about anything. Whether it's good or bad here, it doesn't matter to me."

….

The little old man's eyes lit up and he asked, "What if it has anything to do with it?"

Ye Gucheng said strangely: "What can it have to do with me?"

The little old man said, "Like becoming the master here."

Ye Gucheng said, "How can I become the master here?"

The little old man said, "I'm old, it's not easy to see a suitable successor, and I don't want to miss it."

Ye Gucheng said, "You are full of talents here, so you can't take my turn as an outsider."

The little old man said, "They are all changed from outsiders, but they are not suitable."

Ye Gucheng asked, "Why is it inappropriate?"

The little old man said, "First of all, martial arts are not good, before I met you, it was not obvious, but after I met you, it seemed that my martial arts were too low."

Ye Gucheng said, "Thank you for the compliment, is there anything else?"

The little old man said, "Although the people here are unknown, they are not willing to be obscure, and the people I have seen are willing to be nameless except me, which is you."

Ye Gucheng asked, "What's wrong with a good name?"

The little old man said, "A good name is not suitable for us."

Ye Gucheng asked, "What about that young man?"

The little old man was stunned: "Don't you want to ask us what kind of business we are?"

Ye Gucheng said: "It doesn't matter which line of work, I can't *** this line. If you're afraid of being famous, it's not a good job."

The little old man said, "Look! But it's huge."

Ye Gucheng said: "No matter how rich you are, you must have a life to spend, I don't need to make money to sell my life."

The little old man rolled his eyes and said, "The young man you are talking about is Lao Jiu, he has other things to do, and he is not suitable to be in charge of this island."

Ye Gucheng said "oh" and stopped talking.

The little old man was a little helpless, this person is not famous, he is not greedy for money, he has no curiosity, he is a hedgehog, and he has no way to speak.

The little old man said, "Then what do you like?"

Ye Gucheng said, "What I like, what can you give me?"

The little old man said, "Of course, as long as you can give value, you can get the corresponding return."

Ye Gucheng thought for a while and said, "I don't have anything I like, so I don't have to pay any value."

The little old man frowned, feeling that Ye Gucheng was raising the bar, and said, "Fame and fortune, fame and fortune, fame can bring benefits, but it can also bring disasters. But the benefits are real, and there are many things that do not need to be named, as long as they are beneficial, they can be obtained. Eating the best meat, drinking the best wine, enjoying the best women, these are instincts, don't you like them."

Ye Gucheng said, "I like it, but I can get it myself, and I don't need you to give it to me."

The little old man said, "But where is the limit of these desires, of course, the more the better."

Ye Gucheng asked, "You like these too?"

The little old man said, "I like power, I like all people and everything to be under my control."

Ye Gucheng said, "Then you should go and be the emperor."

The little old man said, "Here, I am the emperor, and if you promise to join, you will be the next emperor."

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I don't like to worry about others."

The little old man said, "It's not difficult to get good food and wine, but beautiful women are unique, aren't you interested?"

Ye Gucheng asked, "Who are you talking about? The girl who came to me to borrow money?"

The little old man said, "Isn't she good?"

Ye Gucheng said, "It's not that it's bad, it's that I don't like it."

The little old man said, "There is no one on this island who is not infatuated with her."

Ye Gucheng asked, "Is that young man also included?"

The little old man said, "Of course, there are not many things on this island that he deserves."

Ye Gucheng said, "Then you still want to give me the woman he likes?"

The little old man said, "This is the value I said, you are worth the price."

Ye Gucheng said, "It's a pity that I don't like it."

1980s