There are four saints in the Martial Saint Pavilion.

Dao Sheng, Huo Qiushui; Yan Sheng, Yan Wuji; Flower saint, flower splash tears...... There is no strong binding relationship between these four saints, the other three saints are relatively young, and the sword saint, as a saint who has lived for two years, has the oldest qualifications and also has the right to speak.

More than one-third of the true legends in the Martial Saint Pavilion are members of the Sword Saint faction.

It is no secret that Huo Qiushui does not have much longevity.

And man is going to die...... I always want to leave something more for future generations.

All of Huo Qiushui's actions in the last ten years give people a rather impatient feeling.

In the past, the Martial Saint Pavilion was relatively detached, and would not be involved in the small pattern of competing for power and profit, and it was originally established with the intention of hoping that the canonization could pass on what he had learned throughout his life.

However, this method of passing on the master and apprentice from generation to generation will inevitably lead to the limitations of the Martial Saint Pavilion to produce sects and sects.

The reason why the Martial Saint Pavilion did not change in the past was because the leader maintained a pioneering and enterprising mind.

It's a pity that Huo Qiushui is already old.

Half of the body was buried in the loess.

I have to start thinking about what happens after my death, and even if he is as noble as a canon, he can't help but be concerned about the interests of fame, no matter how he is detached from the world, apprentices, relatives, friends of relatives, and relatives of friends, but they all have open mouths and want to eat.

Originally, with Huo Qiushui's hundred years of operation, the status of the Martial Saint Pavilion would have been difficult to shake.

It's just that the times are changing too fast, and many people don't expect it.

Who would have thought that before the Sword Saint was dying, he would see Great Xia usher in an unprecedented world of great contention?

There are too many heroes in this generation, just like the heroes of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Relying on the capital and feelings he left behind, I am afraid that it will not be enough for a long time, and sooner or later it will disappear in a few decades because of his fall.

As a forerunner, the saddest thing is to see the successors pass over you one after another; As a transcendent cultivator, what is even more painful is that when I see this world of great controversy, I am already dying.

Don't ask too much.

Passers-by know that the sword saint Huo Qiushui will have some unwillingness in his heart.

And standing opposite the Martial Saint Pavilion, whether it is Ren Nanbei or Bai Yu, they can be regarded as this old canonized usurper.

What they usurped was the system that the Sword Saint had laid down when he was young, the traditions he had established, and what happened after his death.

Ren Nanbei didn't want to confront this sword saint now, and the moment he met him, he had a sense of retreat, since he knew that the other party would definitely not give way, why did he have to go and find unhappiness with the saint?

The sun receded.

Bai Yu stepped forward.

The two made diametrically opposed moves.

"Juniors, dare to borrow from the seniors."

Bai Yu doesn't have much time, and he doesn't have time to waste on the road.

In front of him is the sword saint Huo Qiushui, even if it is a sword and sword forest, you have to walk over when you should go.

Huo Qiushui's appearance is that of an old man with deep-set eye sockets, wearing a pair of glasses, a hat on his head, and a cane in his right hand, looking like an ordinary fortune teller.

If it weren't for here, just a roadside encounter, who would have thought that this was a sword saint that had dominated Great Xia for nearly half a century.

He is also recognized as the strongest sun in the last world.

It's just that few people of this generation or even the previous generation still remember the deeds or names of the Sword Saint.

People are forgetful, and so are the times.

The body of the Sword Saint was wrapped with a twilight aura that was so thick that it could not be dispersed.

However, even in his withered body, there is still a sharp edge that can destroy the world.

The old man Guo Haihuang ...... Oh, who believes?

Huo Qiushui looked at the young man five steps away through reading glasses, he was so old that he didn't even have a long beard anymore, and his right hand was gently tapping the ground with his crutches.

"You want to borrow the way?"

"Yes."

"What if the old man wants you to go back?" The old man's voice was low, like rusty metal scraping against the abrasive tool to test strength, very stiff.

"Forgive me." Bai Yu's answer was equally blunt.

The sword saint's slightly stiff waist slowly straightened up: "What a young man who doesn't know what to say." ”

The old man didn't show the same look of disgrief as Ren Nanbei expected, but showed a little strange smile: "If it had been thirty years ago, I would have admired you very much, and then recruited you into the Martial Saint Pavilion......"

"Nope." Bai Yu replied quickly: "The place is too noble to be suitable for ordinary people like me." ”

The corners of Ren Nanbei's mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.

Huo Qiushui groaned, he closed his eyes, and suddenly asked, "It is said that you and the overlord have passed three moves, and you still beat him by a small margin?" ”

"Is this a question?" Bai Yu said.

"It doesn't count."

"Then I don't have to answer." Bai Yu said bluntly: "Please come up with the question." ”

The Sword Saint's crutches slammed to the ground, and a violent gust of wind blew through the path, whistling and sharp, and the falling leaves pierced the ground diagonally, leaving feather-like scratches on the concrete floor.

"Little one, be more patient and polite to the elderly."

Bai Yu wiped away a trace of blood on his face: "The premise of respecting the elder is that the other party loves the young, and there is ......"

He glanced at his torn sleeve: "My clothes are very expensive, even if I am canonized, I have to lose money." ”

Ren Nanbei is already sighing, are you really arrogant...... The current three of the sun add up to none of you can speak, are you a storage box, can you fit it like this?

But Bai Yu thinks that there is nothing wrong with what he said, his clothes are indeed very expensive, not in terms of price, but in terms of heart, which was personally selected by Miss Su.

The last time his clothes were damaged can be traced back to the time of the overlord, but the other party is an outlaw fanatic, and he is also Tao Rushu's father, how to say it, I can't open my mouth a little.

Dao Saint Huo Qiushui was not angry, at the age of his life, the fluctuations of his emotions had approached zero infinitely, and the changes in big and small things could not be shaken.

He knocked down the cane just to test the other party's color.

Seeing the scene where Bai Yu's face did not change color, he already had seven or eight points of confirmation in his heart for the answer to the question just now.

If you don't have the courage to face the overlord in the ten fierce ones, you can already take off the monkey's head and drink with just one face.

This is a young man of less than twenty.

Ay...... Youngster.

"If you want to go over, you have to follow the rules." The sword saint returned to the truth, and raised a finger that was thin and refined like an old tree: "The old man only has one question, and if you answer correctly, you will pass, and if you answer wrong, you will go back, this is Zhonghu, and you can't allow juniors to mess around." ”

Bai Yu knew that there was no room for bargaining.

So he turned his head to Ren Nanbei and said, "Write down the topic and go back to the hair forum...... Forget it, you might as well just shoot a short video. ”

The sun's eyes widened, thinking to himself, "you, you're doing this?"

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "It's worthy of you." ”

Then I turned on my phone and started recording a video.

This is called being prepared, in case the sword saint asks "are you a thing", "many people say that they can't see the future, do they see the future", "is death out of danger of life", "is grass an aphrodisiac" and other mentally handicapped bar selections...... This is not the right answer at all.

There is Ren Nanbei here as a witness, and there is a video as evidence, the dignified sword saint is almost 200 years old, so he won't be embarrassed, right?

Bai Yu thought that he didn't have great wisdom, but he still had little wisdom.

But the Dao Saint just took out a coin from his pocket plainly, flicked his fingers, and with a buzz, the coin flew directly and spun up to a height of 100 meters.

"Is the coin landing on the digital side, or on the pattern side?"

Huo Qiushui began to ask a classic question: "As long as you answer correctly, you can go directly to Zhonghu." ”

Hearing this, Ren Nanbei had already frowned silently, he really wanted to remind Bai Yu that there are often traps in this kind of seemingly two-choice multiple-choice questions.

Guessing a coin is a classic multiple-choice question.

Most of the time, it's either heads or tails, and only a few times is it possible to stay on your feet.

In the canonized hand, a coin, whether it is face or tail, stands up, or changes from a coin to a square, can change between the other person's thoughts.

It's like a rock-paper-scissors game where it seems like each other can win.

A: How about we play rock-paper-scissors? I win, give me a piece, you win, I'll give you a hundred.

B: Wouldn't I be sure to make a profit?

A: It depends on luck.

B: Okay, when will it start?

A: It's already started.

B: The rock-scissors ......

A: You go out first.

As long as Bai Yu answered, I am afraid that the Sword Saint wanted to change the outcome of the game, and it was just one of his thoughts.

This is the result under the rules set by the other side.

If you don't want to let someone go, there are a million ways to keep you out.

If you answer, you will step on the trap; If you don't answer, it's the same default failure.

Knowing this, I already tossed the coin into the sky while asking the question.

This knife saint ...... What a cunning old six.

Ren Nanbei silently pondered what way he could break this situation.

No matter how you answer it, it's wrong, and the best thing to do is to create your own answer.

Answering 'it won't hit the ground' and then destroying the coin is the most straightforward way to do it.

However, the other party is canonized, and it is impossible to make small moves under his nose, so he can only be tough.

But the tough ones are not necessarily the opponents.

The opponent's situation is stronger, and the strength is stronger, occupying the absolute initiative, and it is impossible to try to turn the tables with a little cleverness; Otherwise, you will be lucky to say a random result, and then resign yourself to fate.

Ren Nanbei boasted that he had also seen strong winds and waves, but at this moment, he still couldn't stop his emotions from rolling.

He couldn't think of a perfect solution.

Even, Ren Nanbei thought of a deeper layer, maybe guessing the coin is not the real purpose, he is taking this opportunity to test the roots of Bai Yu, at this time, how Bai Yu chooses this time will directly determine the attitude of Huo Qiushui and Wu Shengge.

He's a reckless man, but he's not a fool, and he's more thinking about the stronger canonization, and all kinds of possibilities pop up, and he feels like his CPU is heating up like a bake.

He couldn't find an answer, so he looked at Bai Yu, wondering what kind of answer he would give to get through this hurdle.

I can only say that there is little hope.

The two of them only have a superficial understanding of the Sword Saint, and it is not easy to find out the thoughts of this two-hundred-year-old monster, who is also about the same age, and the animated version of Han Ran is much better than him.

In this oppressive silence.

Wait until the coin has flown past the highest point and begins to fall towards the ground.

Bai Yu finally made a move.

He raised his hand and made a polite gesture.

"Sword Saint Senior...... You guess first. ”

(End of chapter)