Li Zi sat on the edge of the campfire, while looking at the two people, while gnawing on the rabbit, muttering in his heart, why haven't I seen a fish for so long, and came back empty-handed, although it was strange in his heart, but the kung fu on his mouth did not slow down at all, only gnawed more quickly, but a dry, dirty hand stretched out behind him, and patted Li Zi's head.

"I said that you, a little Taoist priest, don't know how to be humble at all, the old man sits here and watches you roast the rabbit for a long time, how did you gnaw it yourself?"

Li Zi looked at Lao Bai's hand, looked at the rabbit again, and immediately honestly ripped off the other rabbit leg and handed it to Lao Bai, for this fairy-like figure, Li Zi did not dare to refute at all, the previous sword, has already made Li Zi convinced, his master let himself practice swords, but he has never taught a move and a half, only let himself slowly understand, although there is a saying in the world that ten thousand swords come out of Wudang, but he has never seen it, and he has taught himself to grope for more than ten years, and he still can't find half a sword.

Lao Bai took the rabbit leg handed by Li Zi with satisfaction, sniffed it first, nodded with a smile, and said: "Boy, you are not very good at practicing this swordsmanship, this baking technique is not bad, your master picked up such a little apprentice as you, it is more affordable than those senior brothers." ”

Li Zi smiled embarrassedly for a while, no longer gnawed on the rabbit, and looked like he wanted to say something.

Lao Bai looked at the appearance of the plum, then ate it and said: "You can ask whatever you want, the old man will not eat your rabbit in vain." ”

Scratching his head, Li Zi was still thinking about how to call him at this time, he was called an old-timer, but he was not a person in the martial arts rivers and lakes, and he was born in Wudang, how could he call him an old-timer? Is it called an old immortal? It's not right, Wudang Taoist priests call others old immortals, how to think about it, I have to put down the rabbit, and asked tentatively: "Lao Bai?"

"Smack!" and a slap greeted the back of the plum's head, Lao Bai withdrew the hand he had just slapped, and said unhurriedly: "It's rude!"

Li Zi covered the back of his head aggrievedly, looked at Lao Bai innocently, and then spoke: "But the prince of the world calls you that?"

"His father is the king of martial arts, he is still the little prince, he can be called that, and it is also the old man's promise, you kid have to call me sir, do you know?" said Lao Bai squinting at Li Zi.

Li Zi, who couldn't figure out the thoughts of this white sword immortal, had to say respectfully: "Old man?"

Lao Bai nodded with satisfaction, bowed his head slightly, and motioned for Li Zi to continue asking.

Li Zi saw Lao Bai's expression, so he dared to ask, "Old man, who taught you the sword?" After asking, he looked at Lao Bai expectantly.

"The old man has no one to teach this sword, you ask the person who taught the sword, do you want to be a fellow brother with the old man?"

Hearing this, Li Zi hurriedly shook his head, decisively handed over the remaining rabbits, and asked, "Then may I ask the old man, how did you come out with the sword?"

Lao Bai took the rabbit with a smile, and before he could speak, he tore it directly, seeing Li Zi's distressed expression, he didn't have time to swallow the rabbit meat in his mouth, and laughed directly: "You kid, this half rabbit, can ask the old man, it's a big bargain, if the old man sets up this rule, I'm afraid that the rabbits will be piled up in a mountain in the early years, you are good, I am really distressed, hahaha!" Then he threw the rabbit directly at the plum, clapped his hands, and then said: " When you want to make a sword, you can make a sword, and if you don't want to make a sword, you just hold ten thousand swords in your hand, and you still can't hand out a sword. ”

Li Zimei took the rabbit with a smile, and listened to Lao Bai's words, but he was still confused, and he didn't know what was going on, holding the rabbit in distress, he didn't eat it, and he felt distressed if he didn't eat it.

Lao Bai, who was sitting on the side, flipped the wine jug, and was just about to take a sip, when he saw the appearance of Li Zi, he said: "Don't worry, the old man doesn't want you rabbit, just say it." ”

Li Zi hurriedly bit down on the rabbit and asked vaguely, "Old man, I don't understand what you said. ”

Lao Bai drank the wine unhurriedly, then slowly lay down, and said, "Let me ask you first, why do you want to use the sword?"

"Out of the sword, the master taught me to learn the Tao, and after learning the Tao, I will be able to teach in the future. Li Zi replied without thinking, and added, "My master said it." ”

"Then let me ask you again, how can you be the master of Wudang if you have never used a sword? Your master has produced countless swords in his life, why hasn't he been a master for a day? Do you want to be a master of the teaching, does your master want you to deserve it, or do you want to do it yourself?"

Listening to Lao Bai's several questions in a row, Li Zi tilted his head, put down the rabbit in his hand, and thought thoughtfully, he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know where to start, and when he was racking his brains, Lao Bai's voice came from his side: "Let me ask you again, when you hold the sword, how is your heart? Do you want to hand over the sword?"

When Li Zi heard this, he put the rabbit in his hand back on the shelf, stretched out his right hand, held the peach rune wood sword behind him, closed his eyes, as if he felt something, and after a while, he opened his eyes, looked at Lao Bai shyly and said: "I always feel that it doesn't look like I hold the sword, but the sword holds me, as for the sword, I don't know if I want to come out." ”

Lao Bai, who was originally half-lying, sat up when he heard this, and a trace of surprise suddenly appeared in his originally muddy and old eyes, and in just an instant, he became the one who didn't care about the world, and said with a smile: "Haha, little Taoist, don't say it's me, even your master can't tell, what is the future of your sword, no wonder your master refuses to teach you to use the sword, the predecessors touch the road, the descendants walk the way, you Wudang just have a way to go, you touch the road yourself, the old man really wants to see what will happen when you hand out this sword?"

Li Zi let go of the hand holding the peach rune wood sword, looked at Lao Bai, and asked, "Then why didn't the old gentleman see your sword?

Lao Bai staggered to his feet, walked to the horse, and said, "When you come up with a sword, the old man will let you see the old man's sword." Then he turned on his horse, lay down on his horse, and snored again.

Li Zi looked at Lao Bai inexplicably, but in his mind he was thinking about Lao Bai's obscure words, and his face was full of distress thinking about how he should use his sword?

"Hmm!" his left hand grabbed and flicked onto the middle finger of the stone, rubbing it gently, and blowing into his fingertips with a flushed face.

Lao Bai, who was originally snoring, only stopped, and then snored, while Li Bad and Murong Lin looked at Li Zi who was snorting.

Li Bad shook his head, and sighed in his heart, "What a second fool!"

Murong Lin looked at the rabbit leg that had gnawed most of the rabbit leg in his hand, and thought depressedly in his heart, why was he so distressed when he ate one of his rabbit legs?

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