Alayanzong paused to attack, panting, the sideburns on his forehead were already sweating, and the anger on his face was still not gone, "I haven't knocked you down yet, let alone killed you, why did you lose?"

Mo Guyun was only panting slightly, but his mood was not calm, he shook his head and said: "People are old and don't have strength for their bones, and if they continue to fight, they will eventually be defeated by you, but they will not be killed by you." The little brother has such martial arts attainments at a young age, and he has practiced for more than 60 years, and at most he has a tie with the little brother. I've already lost. ”

Alayanzong was still angry, "We said in advance that we don't care about life and death, isn't it also the end of your competition with that martial idiot that one party is beaten to death?"

"Hahaha! The little brother misunderstood, it was the martial idiot who refused to admit defeat, I wanted to stop, but he couldn't stop. The two of us are in the middle of the martial arts, and anyone who is negligent will have to worry about their lives. I was just a fluke, and I had no intention of killing him. ”

Hearing this, Alayanzong's anger was much smaller, and his clenched fists were also released, but there was still a T-shaped step under his feet, as if he wanted to attack and wanted to retreat.

Mo Guyun's expression softened, and after only a short rest, his breath was even, and he stroked his white beard, and chuckled: "I have no grievances with that martial idiot, but because I missed the competition and hurt his life, I have always felt guilty in my heart, and I can't let go until now." It was his death that made me change my mind, not to be too competitive, let alone kill and poke for no reason. ”

Alayanzong's anger has subsided, and he is actually a little discouraged, isn't this also talking about me? I only want to avenge Master's father, but I ignore the specific cause of his death. If it was really a vendetta, Master would have looked for the enemy at the beginning.

But the master didn't go, but he helped the poor and hung the pot to help the world, which shows that the master has already agreed that his father's death was just an accident and will be put down.

Why don't I have such a state of mind? I still want to avenge that martial idiot grandfather! It seems that I am narrow-minded.

Thinking of this, Alayanzong smiled awkwardly, then clasped his fists and saluted: "The old man has conceded!"

"Hahaha!" Mo Guyun looked up and smiled, "It's not me who agrees, it's you who figured it out." What do you have to do with that martial idiot?"

Alayanzong was shocked in his heart, and he had not yet announced his name, and he had already guessed that I was related to that martial idiot, so he thought about his words and performance, and he had not yet figured out the indiscriminate situation, and the competition was about to see life and death, which was obviously a move to avenge that martial arts idiot, and it was naturally not strange that he guessed it.

Seeing that the Mo Guyun was still looking at him curiously, Alayanzong hurriedly said: "Don't hide it, that martial idiot is my master's father, I grew up with my master since I was a child, and my master gave me a name, and followed his surname, my name is Alayanzong, speaking of which, I should call that martial idiot grandpa." ”

Mo Guyun stroked his palm and smiled, "Oh, hahaha! This world is too small, we can actually meet." Just because I can talk to you, I didn't ask for my name and told the story, but I didn't expect there to be such a relationship. ”

Alayanzong always felt a little awkward in his heart, and said, "It's just that this fate is a bit abusive!"

"Just now you said that I can fulfill my wish by having a competition with you, and sure enough, your martial idiot grandfather should be relieved to have such a strong martial arts grandson as you, and I can make up for it a little. ”

With that, he turned and went into the thatched house.

Alayanzong was a little puzzled when he heard this, and he didn't know what he meant, but he just looked at his white shadow and entered the house in confusion.

Ula Zhitao has been watching the fight between the two, her heart is pounding, and as the competition becomes more and more intense, she even raises her heart to her throat, for fear that Alayanzong will make a mistake, and the words are no longer spoken.

But when she saw that the two of them had stopped and had another conversation, the atmosphere changed from tense to relaxed, and she was also relieved. Seeing Mo Guyun enter the house, she didn't know what to say for a while, so she walked a few steps to the side of Alayanzong, and asked blankly, "What does he mean?"

Alayanzong shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

Allah's little second-hand horse spoon was still standing in the doorway, and he had been watching this wonderful scene with relish since he saw the two of them fighting. He forgot that there was still meat stewed in the pot, so he didn't go back to take a look.

After the two stopped, when they heard that conversation, they were naturally confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Seeing Mo Guyun walking towards the house, he suddenly remembered that there were still pheasants and hares stewed in the pot, and quickly turned around to see the pot, fortunately the firewood had long been extinguished, and the meat in the pot had been stewed, otherwise, the pot of meat would have become porridge.

Suddenly, Mo Guyun came out of the house, took a book in his hand, handed it to Alayanzong, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This exercise book will be given to you, it can be regarded as an explanation of my martial idiot." ”

Alayanzong took the book curiously, and when he saw that it was a book of "Internal Strength Cultivation for Dafa", he was very surprised. The martial arts he practiced were all external kung fu, whether it was boxing, stick, sword, or swordsmanship, they were all skills summed up by the master.

However, this book is a method of internal cultivation, and if you practice well, you will definitely be able to greatly improve your skills. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and as soon as I shook it to the ground, I thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, old man, for giving me such a treasure." ”

"Hahahaha!" Mo Guyun looked up and smiled: "The reason why I was able to fight with you without losing is all because of it, this is the most essential part of my life." I compiled it into a book, and I have always wanted to find a successor to the mantle, and you and I will be yours if we are destined. ”

Alayanzong hurriedly knelt down and thanked him, "Thank you again Grandpa." ”

Although Mo Guyun just said that he wanted to find a successor to the mantle, and Alayanzong could hear it, he would not call him master, because he had a knot, and the master's father was killed by him, so he couldn't accept calling him master, and would rather call him grandpa.

That Mo Guyun didn't care about this, he laughed again, and helped Alayanzong up, "We don't need so many courtesies, I don't pay attention to these." ”

Alayanzong got up and said respectfully: "Old man, in return for the martial arts cheats you gave me, I will tell you a piece of news, your wish is really okay." ”

Mo Guyun tilted his head and said curiously: "Do you have any surprises for me? I believe that this time it will definitely be better news." ”

"Mo Fuyun, that is, your own brother, he is still alive. ”

As soon as he heard this, Mo Guyun couldn't believe his ears, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was replaced by a suspicious expression, "Is this true?"

Alayanzong said respectfully: "How dare I talk nonsense to the old man. We met in Mofeng Ridge some time ago. ”

"Mofeng Ridge?hahahaha! This is God's favor for me, I haven't practiced in vain in the second half of my life!"

"It's a Mofengling cottage. Alayanzong corrected.

"Hahaha! I know there, I've led my troops there. The old man has taken his leave, and he is going to meet my brother!"

After that, the person had floated out for a few feet, and with a whistle, the sika deer jumped out of the house and jumped up and chased after him.

At this time, Allah's little second just came out of the house, and the deer jumped past him, startling him, and seeing that Mo Guyun was about to go away, he hurriedly shouted, "Old man's meat is cooked!"

"Eat! The old man is so anxious that he can't wait!"

As he spoke, a white shadow floated down the hillside and was far away along the valley.