"Can't beat the old man?" Wu Hao listened to Du Gongqiang's description, and became interested: "Take me to see." ”

As he spoke, he walked outside under the leadership of Du Gongqiang.

On the way, Wu Hao listened to Du Gongqiang carefully describe the process of several confrontations between him and the old man.

Because the old man behaved quite strangely before, Du Gongqiang didn't dare to be careless, and used seven or eight points of force at the beginning, but no matter how he used his fists and feet, or later the blades faced each other, he couldn't help the old man at all.

It was as if there was an invisible aura shield around him, which eliminated all attacks from the outside world and became invisible.

Du Gongqiang is not an inflexible person, he thinks that since he can't move people, he will simply destroy the environment and make a big hole where he is standing, he will have to fall. As long as he moves, according to the agreement, he will naturally lose.

But I don't know why, the ground where the old man is standing has become as hard as a copper wall, and Du Gongqiang has used a trick to destroy it.

After some attempts and seven wasted opportunities, Du Gongqiang finally gave up and ran to the back to move the rescuers.

Wu Hao soon came to the tomb outside and saw the old man, the ground in this tomb had become pitted, obviously destroyed by Du Gongqiang's trick just now.

It's just that the old man's battle place is two or three meters in circumference, but the ground is intact, as if it is an inviolable field.

Wu Hao looked at the old man, he looked rough skin, his face was full of weather, and he had thick calluses on his hands, and it didn't look like it was made of a dancing knife and stick, but it seemed to be the traces left by the day's labor.

If you walk on the main road, eighty percent will be regarded as an old farmer in the field.

Except that his eyes are brighter than others, he can't see the slightest extraordinary.

However, seeing the traces left here just now, as well as the old man's face in the gloomy tomb, facing a group of fierce and vicious Demon Dao disciples, Wu Hao certainly wouldn't treat him as an ordinary old peasant.

"Dare to ask the old man Guigeng?" Wu Hao asked politely.

"There is no time for practice, and I have been alive for three hundred and twelve years. The old man's eyes showed a look of memory, and he responded with emotion.

"Dare to ask my father-in-law's current realm?" Wu Hao asked again.

"Confucianism follows ancient etiquette, and those who reach it are collectively referred to as Confucian!" the old man explained calmly again, and then asked rhetorically: "I don't know what this little brother is called." ”

"It doesn't matter what you call them!" Wu Hao waved his hand, then pointed at Du Gongqiang and his disciples and grandchildren and said, "The important thing is that these people are now under my control." This problem that your old man gave them today makes me very embarrassed?"

He sat down on the top seat, casually took the hot tea handed over by Du Gongqiang, and continued while holding it: "My subordinates actually admire Master Min, and after inviting them over, they are all serving them with good food and drink, and there is never the slightest disrespect. ”

"Of course, they haven't read much, they are unscrupulous, they are open-mouthed, and sometimes it is inevitable to say some nonsense. ”

"What kill your mother, lose your mother, fuck your mother, fuck your mother...... It's just words, how can it really be put into action?"

"But what about your disciple, what did he do? Fool us with fakes!" Wu Hao's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and he took out the other party's translation and shook it at the old man, "Look, look, what kind of mess has he translated into such a mess as an ancient witch script?"

"What is this? This is culture! This is history! This is a truth that cannot be blasphemed! You Confucians have read so many books, have you learned to deceive?"

With a snap, the translation book was thrown at the old man's feet.

The old man bent down, carefully picked it up, opened it, and immediately smiled.

Then he spoke: "I have spoken to the great masters that they can confuse the senses, turn day into night, and turn the path into a Jedi. Even so, the day and the road are still there, and they will not change because the senses change. The same is true of justice in the world, it is there, and it will not be easy for eternity!"

Then he unfolded the booklet and showed it to Wu Hao: "Your subordinates can make jokes, but my disciple can't joke." ”

Wu Hao suddenly noticed that the old man didn't know when he had traced three diagonal lines on the book. Reading the translation booklet according to his mark, there was a new content.

"Digging graves and blaspheming ancestors is unkind!"

"Coercion, coercion, and bullying widows, unrighteousness!"

"I swear not to be in the same league as such thieves!"

This is neither a head nor a tail, but three slashes are hidden in the content.

Even Wu Hao, if he didn't have the mark of this old man, he wouldn't have seen it.

He couldn't help but burn his face, pointed to the booklet and scolded: "Look at it, show it to me, you are all being played by others as monkeys, a bunch of fools!"

Then, he raised his head and said to the old man: "The old man saw it, you didn't give me face, if something bad happened, it would be no wonder to me." Isn't it time for the eighth move, you prepare, I'm coming!"

"Old man, be careful!" Wu Hao was polite, but there was no mercy in his hands. Thunderbolt rushed in front of the old man, and the power of the desolate Jiao exploded violently, hitting the old man fiercely.

The old man smiled slightly, and his face did not change in the face of the iron fist that almost distorted the void.

He didn't even blink an eye, quietly waiting for the Iron Fist to come.

Wu Hao's complexion changed, and he felt that a punch had been punched into a void air cover, and the force on the fist was quickly absorbed by the air cover, like a mud cow entering the sea, and it melted away without a sound.

Wu Hao didn't even wipe the corners of the old man's clothes, and his stamina was weak.

"It's quite capable!" Although he had heard Du Gongqiang's description, Wu Hao was secretly frightened in the face of such a strong protective ability. I couldn't help but start brewing a more powerful move.

One ice and one fire, two energies converge in his hands, two phases, ice and fire!

With a snort, the white light on the old man's body flashed, and the ice and fire sun that was about to burst out was like a balloon that had been deflated, and the energy quickly shrunk, and finally disappeared into the white light, annihilated into nothingness.

"Hmph! The evil demon is crooked, how can he break the teacher's 'benevolent invincible'!"

Suddenly, a discordant voice came from the burial chamber. Wu Hao followed the sound and saw Master Min walking out of the inner room complacently, ignoring the crowd in the audience.

He didn't squint at Du Gongqiang and the disciples all the way, and when he came to the old man, he lowered his eyebrows and saluted: "Hello master!"

"Hmph!" the old man didn't have a good face, and snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything, just made a look and asked him to wait.

Master Min stood solemnly, bowed very respectfully, and remained motionless.

"It's already nine moves, and there's still one move left!" the old man reminded: "Little brother...... Please!"

"The benevolent is invincible?" Wu Hao frowned and muttered, then raised his head and said with a flickering eye: "The last move is quite powerful, I need a certain amount of time to brew, and I need to wait for the old man to wait for ......."

"It's okay!" the old man smiled and nodded, his eyes calm.

"Very good!" Wu Hao took a few steps back and slapped twice.

"Little ones, prepare a table of wine and food, and only when you are full of food and drink will you have the strength to make a move!"

......

Half an hour later, Wu Hao led Du Gongqiang and his disciples and grandchildren to eat and drink here, pushing cups and changing lamps, which was very comfortable.

And the two Confucian masters stood in the next head, looking weird.

Du Gongqiang saluted Wu Hao with a glass of wine, and then whispered: "Master, are you sure of the tenth move?

"Huh?" Wu Hao looked at Du Gongqiang in surprise: "Old Du, haven't you seen it until now?

"Huh?" Du Gongqiang looked confused: "There is no tenth move, what about the gambling contract?"

"Don't worry, Bao Win!" Wu Hao said playfully: "My trick has been brewing for a long time, and it will take a year and a half." Anyway, you haven't agreed on how long it will take to complete it, so I can brew it indefinitely!"

"In this process, he can't move yet, and if he does, he loses......"

Du Gongqiang's eyes flashed with enlightenment, but he still asked in disbelief: "You said, hang him?"

"That's right!" Wu Hao snapped his fingers: "I don't believe that he can't eat, drink, pull or scatter, and can stand from here until he is old." ”

"The benevolent is invincible? Does he think he can handle everything if he can carry the fight? Today we will let him see another kind of invincible!"

"Another kind of invincibility?" Du Gongqiang asked admiringly, "Dare to ask what kind of invincibility?"

"People ......" Wu Hao said a word, suddenly came to his senses, and put away his words.

"Shhhh