"This is a long big guarantee...... It's not over yet. ”

Bai Yu stood in the courtyard of the villa, raising his hand to carry the moonlight.

He's been standing there for eight hours.

He fought very aggrieved in this battle.

At first, it was quite happy when he defeated the Black Dragon Bloodline, but it was not very happy after that.

So in the time I was standing, I was fighting alone with strong enemies in the memory battlefield and dungeon.

It's just that after this kind of fight has been repeated dozens of times, it has gradually become boring and boring.

When I opened my eyes again, the moonlight was already shining on my shoulders.

It's getting late.

He looked into the palm of his hand and realized that he was in a hurry...... In this world, good things are always the fastest, but bad things are also the fastest.

If you are too anxious for quick success, it is easy to go crazy, Bai Yu's promotion speed is fast enough, but today's battle made him realize that this alone is not enough.

Even with the blessing of the third-order peak Heroic Spirit Projection, it is still very different from today's Haoyue, and this is not something that can be made up in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient, and a fire burned deep in his heart, gradually burning his internal organs.

He realized that it was not the right thing to do to be too hasty, and planned to release this stagnant depression by fighting.

But after the killing, he felt that the flames were burning more and more.

The moonlight in the palm of his hand was also ignited by the phoenix's inner breath.

At this moment, Bai Yu heard a footstep, he clenched his fist, and saw a person standing under the tree in the courtyard.

An old man.

The moonlight brightly passed through the shade of the trees, and he clearly saw the appearance of the other party, which was the old man he had seen in the martial arts arena before, carefully looked at the old man's clothes, but changed into a different clothes from before, he was tall and burly, and his clothes were supported by full muscles.

The temperament is even more outstanding, giving Bai Yu the feeling that he is a little like a pavilion elder in the center of the imperial court, and he does not feel the sense of oppression of a generation of grandmasters, or he is like an ordinary person with high authority - this must be a miscalculation, the other party must have an extraordinary person, and it is a high-level transcendent.

So who the hell is the other party?

Bai Yu couldn't judge for a while, only with a faint sense of familiarity.

The other party has no killing intent and hostility, and there is no level and status above the head.

However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this, in fact, Bai Yu is now being concealed by the Su family of three, and he doesn't know that his grandfather will come to him, this belongs to the Su family's conspiracy, naturally it is not Bai Yu's turn to know, out of trust in the Su family, he has not asked.

He looked at the other calmly, waiting for the latter to speak, and the latter's expression was hidden in the shade of the tree, only a vague and complex gaze, and he tried to lift his foot several times, but only lifted his heel and let it go.

It seems that he is cowardly in his hometown, but he doesn't dare to raise his hand and knock on the door when he arrives at the door.

In the end, it was the burly old man who spoke first, but he said: "I witnessed the battle between Jiaoyang and Haoyue before, and it seems that you have a lot of frustration. ”

Bai Yu pursed his lips, although he was a little frustrated, but he couldn't talk about how frustrated he was, he just felt a little impatient, so he hugged his fists and said: "Thank you to the old gentleman for relieving us before, dare to ask the old gentleman's name?" ”

The old man's expression was quite strange, he wanted to speak, but he wanted to speak and stopped, just looking straight at the young man who was about to grow into a young man.

This gaze made Bai Yu quite uncomfortable, he knew that he was very handsome, but of course he would feel inexplicable when he was looked at like this by an old man.

didn't report his name, the burly old man just said: "Practice martial arts, practice calligraphy, and cook...... These things have a commonality, all need to rely on time to polish, the dish that is not hot enough can not be out of the pot, the word that is not hot has no wind bones, and the martial arts that are not hot can not be practiced, everything must understand a simple truth, if you want to be fast, your state of mind is already chaotic, even if you forcibly perceive it today, it is just an increase in risk, and the young man's spirit is inevitably anxious, but you have come to this point and feel proud enough. ”

Bai Yu did not answer.

He knew it was clear, but how could his emotions and mood be adjusted casually?

The reason why he felt anxious was precisely because of the time, he knew that he would get to this point sooner or later, so he wanted to speed up and shorten the process.

The old man said, "I think you also understand this truth, but if you understand it, how to do it is another matter." ”

Bai Yu nodded.

The burly old man's breath suddenly changed: "Let's see how my hand is." ”

He suddenly raised his hand, and waved his right hand in the air, the gesture was very strange, as if he was holding something, and was waving it in mid-air.

With the movement of his right hand, the whole courtyard began to roll up the wind and waves, the howling wind blew up the fallen leaves, the big trees rattled, and the leaves and grass intertwined and flew.

Even Tao Rushu and Mu Yaoxi, who were standing outside the courtyard and watching Bai Yu for a long time, changed their faces at this time.

Tao Rushu felt a strong sense of oppression, and she pressed the position of her heart, feeling the ubiquitous sharpness of the air.

Mu Yaoxi's eyes widened, as if she saw a wild dragon dancing under the old man's hands, she was a heroic spirit bloodline, and she could see it for a longer time and more clearly, but ten seconds later, she still couldn't help but cover her and Tao Rushu's eyes with a fan.

"I can't look at it, the realm is too far behind!"

But in the courtyard, Bai Yu felt not a violent wind, but a calm lake.

He looked closely, and what he saw was an old man holding a pen in his hand and slowly writing something, slowly outlining, iron pen and silver hook, pen walking dragon snake, stroke by stroke like an antelope hanging horns, that is clearly an extremely clever martial arts...... No, the realm?

No, even something beyond the realm, close to ......

Road?

Bai Yu really couldn't understand it, but this simple stroke had a magical effect of turning decay into magic.

In this observation, Bai Yu saw the other party's movements and stopped writing.

No pen, no ink, no desk, just leaves and grass scattered in the sky.

But everywhere there is the scent of ink and words.

This secret is rarely known to people in the world.

The tyrannosaurus in the Ten Fierce Heavens, Bai Potian, only stepped into the transcendent first order at the age of twenty-nine, and it took him less than ten years to step into the fifth order.

He used to live as a businessman, and because of his average talent, most of his energy was focused on business.

After his father returned to Great Xia, in order to integrate into this strange homeland, he devoted most of his energy to one thing, that is, practicing calligraphy.

From the first day he picked up his pen and practiced calligraphy, he knew that he would become a master of calligraphy, and he would write with divine help.

A thousand miles a day, day after day.

Bai Potian has practiced calligraphy for 40 years, and his cultivation, realm, and mood have all risen with the improvement of calligraphy.

After the death of his wife, he practiced calligraphy for fifteen days without sleep, stepped into the fifth step, and opened up the holy path.

Bai Potian is not a martial saint.

He's a book saint!

Its ink treasure is also a hard-to-find boutique abroad.

His writings are close to the Word.

But Bai Potian has not shown calligraphy in the eyes of others for many years, not that he has regressed, but that others are not worthy of it.

No transcendent person who has stepped into the Holy Path will not show the Holy Way to others at will, and only the True Transmission is qualified to look at it so closely.

What Bai Yu saw just now was Bai Potian's Dao, but he only saw it, not understood it.

Even so, it is already great wealth and luck.

When he came back to his senses from the calligraphy and looked at the old man again, he seemed to have an epiphany.

The other party came to the door and gave a big gift.

A line of cursive writing not only allowed Bai Yu to soothe the anxiety in his heart, but also made him understand a path that he had never experienced before.

Should it be a flash of inspiration, or should it be a natural success?

When observing this stroke, the words 'wind' and 'thunder' appeared in his eyes.

Then he quietly flicked his fingers, and a trace of thunder arced from his fingertips, carrying a wisp of fresh wind.

Wind and thunder are intertwined.

Blue and blue.

In an instant, in the entire courtyard, the sound of wind and thunder resounded nearby, roaring into the sky, like a dragon and tiger fight.

Bai Yu raised his right hand and looked at the two conflicting forces in his palm, their roar erupting after a clever collision, dangerous while maintaining a fragile and beautiful balance.

The words of the wind and the words of the thunder are separated and combined with each other in the eyes of Bai Yu, and they exquisitely construct a new technique that has never been seen before...... No, it's not a skill anymore, it's a supernatural idea.

Divine powers: Wind and thunder at hand!

(End of chapter)