Chapter 20: The Mysterious Old Man

Time passed by for a moment, and it had been two hours since I left the meadow.

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises, and the glimmer of the morning light has already enveloped the earth.

If you stand on the top of the top of ten thousand people, overlooking the land under your feet, the mysterious Wutian Mountain reveals its true face in the dawn, flowing clouds, waterfalls, magnificent mountains and rivers, all the pictures show strange and beautiful colors: white, cyan, blue, purple, black, sand color intertwined, like a huge blanket woven vertically and horizontally, spreading to the end of the sky.

At the corner of the mountain, a verdant mountain peak rises to the sky, and in the morning light, it is like scattered pearls sprinkled by the gods, emitting a brilliant light.

"Whew, whew. ”

In a dense forest behind the top of the mountain, suddenly there was an extremely fierce wheezing sound, and the line of sight was closer, only to see a short figure in a clearing between the pure black woods, holding a black axe in both hands, and the small body was constantly rising and falling with the help of the wave of the arm.

At this time, Qin Mu was trying his best to cut off a thigh-thick iron wood, but after two hours, where the axe hit, it was only a shallow crack that had just been cracked.

An axe mark less than a centimeter deep is the fruit of his labor for two hours.

Probably because of the reason for cutting trees for a long time without resting, at this time, Qin Mu's body showed some strange postures when he swung the axe, but this posture made the muscles of his body move together.

Immediately after the exercise, there was a bout of soreness.

"What is this tree, how is it so hard?" Qin Mu complained as he wiped the sweat from his face.

But he complained in his mouth, but he didn't stop in his hand, and he waved the black axe of Xuantie rhythmically.

Half a sound, there was only an axe mark half an inch deep on the ironwood.

"Senior Brother Song said that ordinary people have to cut down three trees, and I think that cutting one tree will tire people to death-" Qin Mu complained as he slashed the axe in his hand one by one.

"Bang!bang!"

There was a "bang" when the axe went down, this was the first time Qin Mu had seen this kind of tree, it was really a tree as its name suggested, a tree made of iron and wood.

Bang!

Another axe went down.

Sweat dripped into his eyes, and the soreness that came out of the shock of Tiemu made Qin Mu grit his teeth, and he could feel the soreness and numbness exuded by the muscles of his body after a high degree of exertion. At this time, many people will choose to rest, but when he thinks of his father's death and his mother who was imprisoned in the royal city, Qin Mu doesn't know where the strength comes from, and the "brush" axe is constantly waving in his hand.

He has been working continuously for three hours since he started cutting trees.

But at this time, the axe mark on the ironwood had only just reached a depth of one centimeter.

"No! I must cut it off!" Qin Mu looked around slightly at the iron wood in front of him, no less than half a meter in diameter, and roughly estimated in his heart, if he didn't eat or drink, he could still cut it before the sun set.

When Qin Mu thought about it, he seemed to be even more energetic.

One axe, two axes, three axes-

"If you cut it like this, it will naturally be difficult to cut it-" Just as Qin Mu was resting for a while, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and saw an old man in gray lying on a pile of dry grass on the edge of the ironwood forest at this time, with his arms around the back of his head, a pair of eyes full of aura were looking at the sunrise in the distance at this time, with a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, his expression was calm, and next to his head, there was a gray hemp whip.

The old man sat up and stretched his waist, Qin Mu saw that the old man's ten fingers were withered and long, and he was wearing a strange ring on the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand, one blue and one purple, shining in the morning light.

Qin Mu was shocked when he saw the two rings, weren't the two rings on the old man's hands?

Rings are rare, and he wears two rings at the same time.

The old man was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a white beard on his face, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, and he was standing under a big tree, and on his wrinkled face, he looked at Qin Mu at this moment and a smile appeared.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the old man standing next to the tree, Qin Mu said with a puzzled expression.

The old man was silent, approached Qin Mu, his eyes swept up and down his body, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yes, yes, it's really a martial arts wizard, but-"

"It's just a little bit more rigid. ”

"Rigid, I don't know why the old man said that?" Qin Mu stopped the black axe in his hand and stared at the old man with interest.

The old man didn't answer his words directly, but just asked slightly, "Presumably you are a new disciple of the Martial Cultivation Mai, right?" After he finished speaking, he snorted coldly.

Qin Mu's heart was shocked, how did this old man know?

"How do the old-timers know?"

"Because only Yuxu Xiao'er would let a disciple do such a stupid thing!" After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at the black axe in Qin Mu's hand with his eyes.

Qin Mu was speechless for a moment.

"Master, this is to lay a good foundation for me, and after laying a good foundation, I will officially teach martial arts-"

Before Qin Mu could finish speaking, the old man waved his hand again and again, and then said disdainfully: "Cutting down a tree is to lay a foundation? ”

"You go away. The old man shouted.

Qin Mu didn't know why, but he was pushed away by the old man, and saw the old man palm down, and the half-meter-thick iron wood "clicked" and broke instantly, and the old man's hand was still bubbling with white gas, as if cold water was poured on a hot iron.

"See, being able to break Tiemu with palm power is the foundation of martial arts, cut it? Hmph! That's called brute force!"

When Qin Mu saw this scene, his heart was shocked.

Being able to break Tiemu with one palm, this old man's palm power has already reached the sixfold path of quenching. Qin Mu couldn't help but lick his lips as he looked at the vitality glow that emanated from the old man's body because of his luck.

If only I were as strong as him!

The old man saw Qin Mu's greedy look, smiled, and said: "The old man hasn't seen anyone for ten years, and it can be regarded as a kind of fate for you and I to meet today. ”

Hearing this, Qin Mu's dark eyes suddenly lit up, although he had broken through the bottleneck of qi cultivation now, except for a set of Qin family fists, he didn't know the rest of the moves, and when fighting with others, he would only use brute force to use the Qin family fists, and his heart was already yearning for those martial arts that could make his combat effectiveness soar.

However, if you want to learn martial arts when you just enter Wutianzong, the time required is at least two or three years, and at most four or five years, so wouldn't your mother suffer a few more years.

Thinking of this, in Qin Mu's heart, although he said that he was willing to do a million people, he would never be able to do such a thing as deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors when he first started and turned to someone else's disciple.

He thought for a while and said, "The kindness of the old-timers, the disciple understands it." Without explanation, he took the black axe and stepped over the broken ironwood, and had to find another one.

When the old man saw that he didn't appreciate it, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled and said, "Haha, that's good, that's right! The old man really didn't see the wrong person, if you agreed just now, the old man would definitely break your muscles and veins, so that you will never be able to practice martial arts." In Wutianzong, there is no room for this kind of person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors. ”

When Qin Mu heard this, he trembled, and he was afraid, and then touched his arm to see if his muscles and veins were still intact.

The old man said again: "It's okay if you don't come under my door, the old man sees that the child's qualifications are good, and he wants to teach you something useful." Until you can break the ironwood with your own hands. How?"

Qin Mu looked at the old man in front of him, his expression was stunned, and he thought that pies really fell from the sky, but he didn't expect to hit his head today. But at this moment, despite what the old man said, he still said to the old man with a suspicious face: "The old-timers are immortals outside the world, how can they look down on me and other juniors." If you want to teach me martial arts today, what are your intentions?"

When the old man heard this, he laughed and said, "The little brother is really straight-hearted. The old man likes it. Today's disciple, the old man has settled-"

After speaking, an arrow stepped forward, grabbed Qin Mu, and then his figure flashed, and the two of them turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the back mountain.

When Qin Mu came to his senses, he found that he had come to a big cave, the cave was full of light, in the center of the cave was a stone platform about ten zhang long, and in front of the cave was a stone door, and the stone door was closed. And this old man was standing on the stone platform at this time, with one hand behind his back and the other hand caressing his white beard.

"This cave is called Jiuzhen Cave, it is the place where the ancestors of Wutian Sect practiced back then, there have been no outsiders for a hundred years, for two hundred years, the old man has practiced here, today you and I meet, it is also a kind of fate, the old man will first teach this set of Seven Star Fist to you, boy, see clearly!"

The sudden encounter, coupled with the sudden entry into an inexplicable cave, and then an inexplicable old man said that he would teach himself an inexplicable set of Seven Star Boxing, which made Qin Mu's heart swell with fear.

Either way, he was just a fourteen-year-old kid after all.

Sou!

In Qin Mu's fear, he only heard a loud voice on the stone platform sounding in the spacious space, and then a cloud of light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes, looking at the light and shadow carefully, it turned out to be the old man at a very fast speed, waving his feet, playing the set of Seven Star Fist he said!

"The world's martial arts, divided into nine products and three vehicles, one, two, three for the inferior, followed by the middle multiplication, seven or nine products for the superior, what I want to teach you is a kind of inferior boxing, seven star boxing!"

In the Martial Spirit Continent, the so-called martial arts are layered, but the most important thing is the martial artist himself, under the hands of a real powerhouse, even if it is an ordinary first-grade martial art, it can also have amazing lethality, the stronger the cultivator's own strength, the stronger the martial arts he exerts.

Syllable!

"The punch is in a hurry, and the punch is like a mountain. Fighting is murderous, the source of a spirit. The source is like a waterfall, and the fist is like a thorny arrow. ”

On the stone platform, the light and shadow suddenly moved, and I saw his figure flickering, his fists stretched, and a set of perfect fist techniques like flowing clouds and water, presented in Qin Mu's eyes.

Qin Mu looked at the boxing technique performed by the light and shadow, his eyes suddenly couldn't help but widen, and then, a thick shock emerged from his eyes, and he found that when the old man punched, his body would dance with the surrounding air, one move and one style, extremely smooth and powerful.

"The first step is introduced and the back step is followed, and the five doors and six methods are changed. The seven star steps are amazing, and the eight steps are fast and difficult to chase. Borrow your strength to allocate a thousand pounds, and it is difficult to escape the high-pressure people. ”

Smack! Smack!

In the dim white light, the light and shadow are flying, and between the swings of the fists, the figure is like a meteor, one move and one style, and the performance is smooth and dripping. That feeling is more imposing than the so-called masters of Yunshui City.

"Soaring and jumping in the middle of the hidden, the seven-shaped chain of flying followed. ”

Sou!

Qin Mu was looking at the light and shadow sluggishly, and suddenly, that light and shadow jumped into the sky, and seven lights and shadows appeared in mid-air!

"What's going on?"

Qin Mu fell into a stunned state, and after a long time, he saw that the seven lights and shadows were recombined into a figure, and one fell to the ground with a bang, when Qin Mu gradually came back to his senses, on the stone platform, there was already a white-bearded old man standing straight, radiant and dignified.

Qin Mu frowned and pondered, although he had only watched it once, Qin Mu had a strange feeling, the strange power of the Seven Star Fist that this old man had unleashed seemed to be something that only a cultivator with strong soul power and a body quenching that had broken through the ninth fold could do it.

Could it be that this old man has already broken through the nine layers of quenching!

Thinking of this, Qin Mu looked at the old man with a suspicious expression and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man smiled and said nothing, but said, "Did you just see clearly?"

"This-" Even though Qin Mu is a martial arts wizard, it's just that this old man's punching speed is so fast, like a meteor, in the face of such a strong boxing technique, Qin Mu can only shake his head helplessly.

"Hey, you look at it again-" After speaking, in Qin Mu's heart, the old man turned into a light and shadow again, and his figure flashed again, and then another set of the same Seven Star Fist began to fight from the beginning.

Looking at the meteor-like light and shadow, Qin Mu was inevitably a little distracted, the panic at the beginning had dissipated unconsciously, he condensed all his minds, and looked at the flowing figure with all his attention, the contemplative color on his little face was also much richer, he was extremely serious about observing the fist technique of this light and shadow, and even the subtle arc that appeared between the punches was deeply remembered in his mind.

"Martial cultivators, in the use of qi, the use of qi is like water, the body movement is the form, the form is the pneumatic, swing the fist and palm, do your best-"

In the dim space, the old man's vague voice came again. Qin Mu observed for a long time, and finally put aside his legs, pulled away his posture, and began to imitate the old man's figure, slowly unleashing the Seven Star Fist.

"Seven Star Boxing, Shun Qi Strength, Cultivation Seven Star Boxing, you need luck to practice, this boxing pays attention to the palm of the hand to push the qi to strength, when cultivating, the qi to the shape of the dispersion, because every time you cultivate to a realm, the body will have one more weight, one is better than one heavy, and the power is comparable to the martial arts of the four martial arts. ”

"When the seven shadows are fully revealed, it is the time to succeed. You should be optimistic and remember these seven good students!"

"If such martial arts are just inferior martial arts, then in the eyes of this old man, what kind of martial arts belong to the top grade!" Qin Mu looked at the old man dancing with his fist shadow intently, and secretly thought in his heart while imitating.

Qin Mu imitated the old man's figure very seriously, although his speed was far less than that of the old man, but between his fists and movements, the air around his body was also slowly flowing with Qin Mu's figure in an imperceptible way.

In the cave, time passes slowly. Qin Mu continued to imitate the old man's figure, and under his sweat, his fist skills were becoming more and more similar to the old man.

In the dim cave, two figures flickered, like two swift clouds dancing with the wind.