Zhao Dabao raised his head and looked at this kind-looking old man, he thought that this should be a certain old-timer on the mountain, he quickly wiped his tears, saluted the old man, and then remembered the old man's previous question, Zhao Dabao didn't think much about it, and said in a low voice: "The disciple master is Chen Sheng, the master of the mountain." ”

Chen Sheng?

The old man remembered this name, for the old man, this life is too long, then there will be too many people to know, when he was in Beihai, the old man dealt with those ordinary people every day, although he didn't know the names of those people, but he knew the appearance of those people very well.

Those people were not close to him, so soon he was able to forget about them, very quickly.

Even if he stays in the North Sea long enough.

But there are also some names that he knows and can't forget.

For example, he once accepted an apprentice back then, and the young man's name was Xu Lone, of course, he later became the head of Sword Mountain, but before Xu Lone, he was the head of Sword Mountain.

Xu Xiao is his apprentice, Chen Sheng is Xu Shan's apprentice, and this Zhao Dabao is Chen Sheng's apprentice.

In terms of generation, this child should call him Shizu.

This old man is naturally not someone else, it is Meng Jin.

Meng Jin left Jianshan many years ago, that was Meng Jin was upright and prime, his blood was prosperous, and he left Jianshan to find an opportunity to Canghai, and Xu Lin had just entered Canghai, and Xu Lin had indeed accepted many disciples at that time.

The autumn wind is full, Sheng Liang, Xie Lu, Xi Chunan, Chen Sheng, plus a Liu Yibai.

Chen Sheng is the junior brother except Xie Lu, and he was also the most optimistic young man of Meng Jin at that time, but in fact, he was not an outsider, but Chen Sheng.

Looking at this little guy, there was some love in Meng Jin's eyes.

In the old land, no one thought that the first person he saw was none other than this child with whom he was inextricably linked.

Zhao Dabao wiped away his tears and asked in a low voice, "Who are you, senior?"

Meng Jin rubbed the little guy's head and said a word Meng Jin.

There are not many young people who can know the words Meng Jin.

But Zhao Dabao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took a few steps back, then fell to the ground, and said with some horror: "Master...... Aren't you dead?"

Other disciples may not know Meng Jin, but among these other disciples, Zhao Dabao is definitely not included, after Zhao Dabao went up the mountain, because Chen Sheng is always elusive, so when Zhao Dabao is fine, he went to many places to see, there is a place called the Patriarch Hall, and there is a portrait of this person, which is the portrait of the Sword Mountain Sect of the past dynasties, there are all there, there is a spiritual position on it, there is a spiritual position, and there is a spiritual position, so naturally there is a name.

Xu Lin is at the back, and in front of Xu Lin is Meng Jin's spiritual position and portrait.

So Zhao Dabao knew that this was his ancestor, the former head of Jianshan.

Meng Jin was stunned at first, and then laughed a little helplessly, I don't know how many years it has been since he left Sword Mountain, even the current head of the sect Wu Shanhe has never seen him, who knows that after he said a name here, someone recognized him.

Meng Jin felt very surprised, he looked at Zhao Dabao, thought for a while, and then said, "I want to go up the mountain, do you want to go together?"

Zhao Dabao was still skeptical about Meng Jin's identity, so he didn't answer, Meng Jin glanced at him, and didn't force it, but walked slowly towards the mountain.

Zhao Dabao stood still, but followed after a moment.

It's just that he followed Meng Jin and didn't get too close.

Meng Jin seemed to have a very good temper, and while slowly going up the mountain, he said some gossip with Zhao Dabao, Meng Jin actually knew a lot about the things on the mountain, but it was the yellow calendar many years ago, and Zhao Dabao didn't know what he said, let alone understand what he was talking about.

Meng Jin walked up the mountain with a smile and suddenly spoke; Your master, when he was in the mountains, he was very worry-free, and when he didn't start practicing swords, he liked to run around, and he caught him every day to practice swords, and he had to go all over the sword mountain to catch him, he, running around, one day, suddenly ran to me, and was brought to your master by my ears, your master is Xu Lone, and he is also my apprentice, maybe he thinks that Chen Sheng lost his face in front of me, so that day Xu Lone beat Chen Sheng fiercely. ”

"Since then, your master has held a grudge against me, and he didn't say hello to me after that, but I have been in retreat, and I rarely see him. ”

Zhao Dabao heard it in a fog, but he didn't dare to interject.

Meng Jin smiled and continued: "Your master, isn't it very beautiful now, the two disciples, the first one, that is, your senior brother, isn't it the most brilliant young swordsman in the world now?"

Zhao Dabao knew that there had always been this saying on this mountain, but he couldn't help but remind: "Master, it's one of the two. ”

Meng Jin looked down at Zhao Dabao and asked, "Is there another one who is you?"

Zhao Dabao's face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Master, it's not me, it's the senior brother." ”

Meng Jin sighed, indicating that he heard it.

He didn't say anything more.

Looking at the familiar scenery, Meng Jin walked faster and faster, and after walking for a while, he found that Zhao Dabao had not followed at all.

Stopping on the mountain road, Meng Jin watched Zhao Dabao walk up for a while.

Meng Jin suddenly sighed.

If it was a simple revisit, he Meng Jin would definitely not be like this, but now in the mountains, can it be a simple thing?

Meng Jin looked at the sky, and after Zhao Dabao ran to him out of breath, Meng Jin opened his mouth and asked, "You said that there are still a few people on the mountain who know me Meng Jin?"

Zhao Dabao moved his lips and did not dare to speak.

He didn't speak, Meng Jin kept looking at him with a smile, until Zhao Dabao couldn't hold it back, and then said weakly: "Master, there may not be much." ”

Meng Jin smiled: "I think you kid is very sincere, it seems that you won't be too bad as the head of the Sword Mountain." ”

Zhao Dabao drooped his head and said weakly: "Master, how can you speak." ”

Meng Jin laughed.

He suddenly asked, "Where's your sword?"

Zhao Dabao said wistfully: "Master, I don't have a sword yet." ”

Meng Jin said solemnly: "That master of yours is really incompetent at all. ”

Zhao Dabao felt a little aggrieved, but still didn't speak.

The previous master said, don't complain about the future master, he can listen.

Meng Jin smiled and said, "In that case, the ancestor will choose a sword for you." ”

Without waiting for Zhao Dabao to speak, Meng Jin stood on the mountain road, beckoned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Take the sword." ”