"Old man, it's really the current master who can't beat you, otherwise, the master will snap his fingers, and the sword qi will be horizontal, and he will have to loosen your muscles and bones. Daozen pointed to a burly old man and spat out fragrant fragrance.

"Sword qi, hum, a waste person, dare to say sword qi?" An old man, tall and burly, with extremely strong bare arms, was sawing wood with a shovel in his hand.

Daochan was lying on the recliner and couldn't get up yet, he pointed to the old man: "Haven't you heard about the things on the top of the Wuji Cliff? ”

"Boy, if it weren't for your kindness to my granddaughter, the old man would have been thrown off this peak. The old man sneered and didn't look at Dao Chan. This old man who has just returned to Eagle Chou Peak is the grandfather of Huang Kite, named Lu Qigui.

Dao Chan was not angry, held the tea on the table in his hand, and looked like a rich man: "You said that you have a big beard, a lot of age, why are you so narrow-minded? ”

"You know a fart puppet agency, my Luban clan has been studying this way for hundreds of years, and it's your turn to point fingers at you, a stinky kid?"

"What's wrong with hundreds of years? Wang Ba has lived a long time, and he still doesn't let people stew soup and drink?" Dao Chan rolled his eyes.

Lu Qigui was furious, he couldn't bear it anymore, and with a hammer in his hand, he was going to smash people.

Dao Chan saw that this was really angry: "Tomboy, the old man is going to kill someone, you don't care?"

Huang Kite walked out of the bamboo building and glared at his grandfather: "Grandpa, aren't you very idle, didn't you say that you learned a few more kinds of puppets from the family assembly and want to study them well?

Lu Qigui looked at his granddaughter protecting Dao Zen, like an old hen protecting her chicks, which was really helpless. I had no choice but to give up, and sat on the stone bench and continued to knock and beat.

Daozen was very proud, comfortably picked up the teacup, and took a sip: "It's really enjoyable." ”

Seeing the phoenix kite walking back to the house, Dao Chan continued: "I said old man Lu, you Luban are skilled craftsmen, why do you want to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, how can you not eat this craft?"

Lu Qigui snorted coldly: "Ancestral Xun, don't enter the world, don't covet wealth." ”

"What's wrong with being greedy for riches? Is it shameful? I really don't understand what your ancestors think, what is greed for wealth? It's not for evil, burning, killing, looting. What is wrong with this for future generations to have enough food and clothing? If anyone doesn't like money, you can give it to me, and I like to separate the worries of others and eliminate the suffering of others. ”

Hearing that Dao Chan was criticizing his ancestors again, Lu Qigui's anger was originally gone, and he wanted to attack, but when he thought of the phoenix kite in the house, he had to sigh.

"Actually, I think your ancestors have a lot of things. Buddhists say that only in reincarnation can one be born as a human being, not seeking wealth and wealth, not chasing fame and fortune, but talking about the past. Why did you learn how to learn from a turtle, shrink yourself into an egg, and dare not show your head? Heaven and earth are not imprisoned but imprisoned by themselves, which is really boring. ”

"The wisdom of the ancestors, in fact, you can understand it as a hairy boy? Lu Qigui has been following the ancestral teachings all his life, and he has thought about these questions, but at his age, many things are in vain.

"Grandpa, I think Thirteen is quite right. ”

"He's right, isn't he right, in the eyes of a girl like you, his fart is fragrant. ”

Seeing Lu Qigui's hatred of iron not becoming steel, the phoenix kite covered his mouth and smiled.

Dao Chan saw that the old man Lu Qigui was not interested in talking to him, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

Although Zhang Chunfeng's cultivation was consumed by himself, and his body was destroyed, Daochan also thought that his martial arts had been abolished since then. But after a few months of recuperation, a pill the size of a pearl appeared in his dantian again, although it was small, but Dao Chan was still noticed by Dao Chan.

At that time, Daozen stood on the top of the cliff without a trace, and felt that his body was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and there were thousands of holes. The internal force of a body is like water in a sieve, and it is about to pass away. Not only that, his qi and blood are disordered, his muscles and bones are damaged, not to mention martial arts, even his own life, he doesn't know if he can save it.

At the worst moment of his body, Huikong hit something unknown in his body at that time, and suddenly the golden light burst out, and the golden light released was like a silk thread as thin as a hair, pulling back the internal force of Zhang Chunfeng in his body one by one, not only that, but also fixing the muscles and bones, calming the qi and blood, and nourishing his meridians little by little. If it weren't for this, even if Dao Zen Terror was saved by the phoenix kite, he would definitely die.

After months of recuperation, although the Dao Zen Martial Realm fell to the mortal fetal herringbone level, the bead pill appeared again. Daochan didn't know what Huikong had put into his body, but he was lucky to be able to save his life, not to mention that he seemed to be able to continue to practice martial arts. Dao Chan has been ill-fated for so many years, but now he is beginning to believe that there is still such a thing as luck.

For those who practice martial arts, the internal force sinks in the dantian, and in the end, it is just the internal force. But according to what Zhang Chunfeng said that day, what he used was a Taoist secret technique, could it be the golden pill that the Taoists said? Taoist Chan laughed at himself, how could this be possible, whether it is the golden pill mentioned by the Taoists or the relics mentioned in Buddhism, they are all divine things, whether they really exist, no one knows. If that's the case, you'll be able to soar in the daytime. Why lie here, like a wasted person?

After these months, although his physical improvement was slow, it was still getting better little by little, and he clenched his fists, and he could feel that his body was stronger than before he was injured. Zhang Chunfeng beat himself for several months that day for this reason, but no matter how he beat him at that time, it could not compare to the danger of coming up from the top of the cliff. Although his body has improved, he has no internal strength, and if he practices martial arts, he has to start over. However, Dao Chan was not in a hurry, although he said that he had no martial arts at all, but on the top of the cliff, his realm climbed, pointing directly to the earth immortals, although it was short, but he saw a different scenery from ordinary martial arts. This is like mountaineering, waiting for the top of Mount Tai, and knowing that the mountains are small, waiting for the top of Mount Hua, and knowing that the peaks are flat.

Although Zhang Chunfeng only used a knife, he made him memorize two cheats. One is a knife, which is naturally Zhang Chunfeng's own knife technique; the other is a sword, Dao Chan doesn't know whose exercises it is, but a person like Zhang Chunfeng who is above the top can be said to be under a person in the rivers and lakes, how can he let him memorize a book of exercises of an unknown person, is it a possibility?

Back then, the Sword Immortal Wind Emperor could be said to be a Venus descending from the sky, stunning the world, but it was fleeting, no one knew where he went, and there was not even a successor, and only Zhang Chunfeng saw him for the last time.

Emperor Fengxian, originally a scholar in the south of the Yangtze River, at the age of fifteen, was the top three and the first, and became famous. The saint specially issued an order to summon him into the hall, although Emperor Feng was young, he was outstanding in his martial arts. When answering with the saint, he talked and laughed freely, and he was happy, and he was immediately crowned with an official knighthood, which made the Manchu Dynasty civil and military all amazed. But for some reason, the Wind Emperor thanked Long En first, refused the reward, and walked away laughing. Only one sentence of poetry was left: The stone bridge Zen is not broken, and it is white.

Since then, he has begun to practice swords and stepped into the rivers and lakes. One year straight to the wonderland. Got off the ring in Fuyun Mountain, drank and laughed, and said to the heroes of the world: Drunk three swords win the rivers and lakes. One person challenged the entire rivers and lakes, and for a while, all the famous people on the rivers and lakes, how could they endure the Wind Emperor being so arrogant, and they all competed.

On that day, no one could defeat him, and on that day, the rivers and lakes had the name of his drunken sword immortal swordless sword wind emperor. Since then, the Wind Emperor is the first to be the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are the first to the Wind Emperor. But after the battle with Zhang Chunfeng, Zhang Chunfeng's whereabouts are unknown, and the drunken Sword Immortal Wind Emperor has not been heard from before, and the rivers and lakes of Nuoda are no longer the style of the past, as if they have lost most of the country.

But if this is really the case, why does Zhang Chunfeng have the sword skills of Emperor Feng Xian? And why do you let Dao Zen learn? Dao Chan shook his head, it was all decades ago, how could he understand it.

The strangest thing is that the first part of the sword technique is "Eighteen Stops", which was practiced by Dao Zen since childhood. At that time, Dao Chan didn't think too much, he wanted to leave Broken Sword Mountain as soon as possible, and hurriedly memorized the two secret books. And before the endorsement, Zhang Chunfeng had already seen his "Eighteen Stops", and Dao Chan thought that this was not a strange exercise, but now that I think about it, except for Zhang Chunfeng, no one seems to see his "Eighteen Stops", and no one has ever used it.

Dao Chan exhaled lightly, endured the pain in his body, and stopped running eighteen times, seven times before and after, and let the breath in his body run for seven hours before stopping.