The inside of the cave is not dark, on the contrary, it may be because the cave has been renovated many times, and there is a patio-like opening on the top, so that the whole cave is not much different from the outside.

And just below the patio, there is a stone platform, on the stone platform sat an old man, with a long beard and white beard, if he was not looking up, ordinary people would think that this was a lifeless person.

However, Lu Xun was not surprised by this, raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly approached.

This old man is naturally like today, should be called the person who is the strongest in internal cultivation, some people may think that the one in Shaolin is stronger in martial arts, but in fact, these two people are in terms of internal cultivation, maybe Wuyazi is still deeper, after all, under the characteristics of the Northern Shengong, its internal force is naturally stronger, but in terms of tenacity, the one who benefits from the Yijin Jing is more tenacious and stronger.

Of course, now Lu Xun can't compare the two of them on the spot, so he can only speculate in his heart, after all, although the road in the cave is not long, it is enough for Lu Xun to change some ideas in his mind.

"Seniors. ”

Lu Xun came to Wuyazi, bowed his head and raised his hand to worship.

Then he raised his head and looked carefully at Wuyazi.

This old man, now according to his age, is definitely about eighty, after all, he became famous a few decades ago, claiming that he has seventy years of skill, and he is naturally a little older.

His face was full of wrinkles, his pale beard, and his body was clumsy, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, like a man who was about to die.

And in fact, his legs are bent, and anyone who looks at them can see that they are two broken legs. Lu Xun looked at Wu Yazi's face again, and his face did not have the ruddy feeling of Taoist self-cultivation, but there was a great sense of death.

Lu Xun probably guessed about this, I am afraid that the current Wuyazi is indeed hanging with a mouthful of Northern Darkness True Qi, if it weren't for his profound internal strength, he wouldn't be able to live.

This reminded Lu Xun of what Su Xinghe said on the road, and wanted to ask himself to persuade his master not to die for the sake of passing on his merits, I am afraid that this matter is difficult to do, but now it seems that this Wuyazi has no Beiming True Qi, and he will not be able to live at all.

He couldn't help but secretly shake his head gently.

And Lu Xun's movements did not hide from the eyes of Wu Yazi, he looked at the person in front of him weakly with cloudy eyes, and after Lu Xun shook his head, he said in that extremely old voice:

"Did you disappoint you?"

Lu Xun was stunned for a moment, and then saw Wu Yazi's eyes, slightly straight: "No, it's just a little solemn." ”

Wu Yazi was a little surprised, and said slowly: "Why is this? You shouldn't have thought that the person you want to save yourself will be worse than you." ”

Lu Xun smiled lightly: "Why do the seniors say this, everyone in the world is suffering, and I am not alone, we can only help each other, the seniors can help me, and I can naturally help the seniors." There seemed to be some other meaning in the words.

Wu Yazi listened to what Lu Xun said, and looked at him deeply.

Regarding Lu Xun's words about helping each other, it is obvious that he actually has something to say, but he didn't say it in the end.

After a little silence, he laughed slowly, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more old: "I can't imagine that after so many years in the Murong family, there will be such an interesting person as you, it seems that no one is looked down on in today's world......"

Wu Yazi said with some emotion, his eyes were cloudy, as if he remembered something from the past, and after a pause, he said to the landing:

"It seems that Xinghe asked you to come to see me, not without reason, let's say, what kind of disease do you have, if I can save you, it will naturally be able to go on smoothly, if you don't believe it, it's useless for us to talk too much here. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand with a slight gasp, obviously the long words just now had cost him a lot of energy.

Lu Xun glanced at the pale and weakly trembling hands, felt a little silent, and handed his arm over.

As always, Wu Yazi closed his eyes slightly, took the pulse to investigate, and after a while, he woke up. Wu Yazi, who opened his eyes, took a deep look at Lu Xun, and did not say anything about his injury, but let out a word of admiration in his mouth: "I didn't expect that at your age, you can see such a foundation, it's really a little admirable, you, originally practiced Taoist martial arts......"

Lu Xun was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Wu Yazi's perceptual ability to be so superb, just by taking a pulse, he could actually detect his own martial arts, and he was worthy of being the top few people in this world, and he also admired it:

"The predecessors are also admirable, just by taking a pulse, I can actually detect the root of the martial arts I practice, that's right, I used to practice a Taoist martial arts, called Zixia Gong. ”

Saying that, Lu Xun showed Wu Yazi the effect of Zixia Gong, and there was a faint purple rhyme on his hands, and there was not much real air circulation, but it was most of what Lu Xun could mobilize now.

He continued to explain: "It's a pity that now I can't cultivate this true skill because of my injury, otherwise I don't need my predecessors to save me." There was a look of confidence in his words.

Wu Yazi also nodded at Lu Xun's confidence, obviously agreeing with what Lu Xun said: "That's true, your cultivation of this true skill is not weak, according to what I just saw, your Taoist realm is probably not lower than mine." ”

As he spoke, he sighed and said, "I haven't seen such a high Taoist cultivator for a long time, and the last time I saw it, it was still on my master......" Wu Yazi fell into memories in his words.

Lu Xun was a little silent, he naturally knew who the master he was talking about was, that was the founding patriarch of the Xiaoyao faction, Xiaoyaozi!

Not to mention that it is rumored to be a body of superb skill, merit and creation, just the few martial arts exercises he left behind, the Northern Shengong, the eternal immortal Changchun Gong (Eight Desolations and Liuhe Sole Respect Gong), Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Ling Bo Weibu, Tianshan Liuyang Palm, Folding Plum Hand and other martial arts, which one can not cause great turmoil in the rivers and lakes and be invincible?

Thinking of this, Lu Xun suddenly remembered what Wu Yazi had just said, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help asking, "Senior Xiaoyaozi...... Is it still in my realm, he failed to break through the Taoist foundation building realm?"

Wu Yazi heard Lu Xun's question, instantly came back to his senses, and looked at Lu Xun in surprise, and said: "I didn't expect you to know that Taoism builds foundations......

Saying that, he realized something again: "That's right, although you are not old enough to stand and are now injured, but your Taoist realm is indeed the same as me, and it is normal to be able to know about this." ”

He took a slight breath, then relieved his breath, looked at Lu Xun, and sighed again in his heart: The future is terrifying. Fang later explained:

"I also learned this news from my master back then, and according to what he said at the time, he was in this realm, but his skills were a little deeper. ”

Wu Yazi then glanced at Lu Xun again, with a slight shock on his face:

"In this way, you are indeed extremely talented, not only have you cultivated to the current realm alone, but you can also comprehend the path of a higher realm, which is really admirable to the old man. ”

When Lu Xun heard Wu Yazi's words, he was slightly touched, and inexplicably felt that it was not easy for him.

He has been practicing alone, even if he touches the realm, he is still pondering, it is really fortunate to be able to get to this point, the road ahead is confused, if he can't continue to cross, I'm afraid he would have stopped thinking about continuing to go up.

So for Wu Yazi's words, he also sighed with emotion:

"The predecessors are ashamed of me, the path of cultivation is difficult, and it is a coincidence that I can practice until now, it is not that I am gifted here, if I really have talent and talent, I can break through the current realm, and I will not be disturbed by this injury on my body. ”

"No, no, no. ”

Wu Yazi shook his head lightly at this time, and said what Bao Wei had just said, the old man's face was full of seriousness, and he said slowly:

"It's not because of your talent, it's because you're dead. According to my master, he was just a grandmaster back then. ”

"Grandmaster?" Lu Xun was stunned again, he heard a new news from Wu Yazi's mouth again, and couldn't help but ask unexpectedly.

Wu Yazi heard Lu Xun's question, and suddenly his figure was stunned, and he didn't explain Lu Xun's question for a while.

Looking at Lu Xun, he opened his mouth and stopped, as if he wanted to say something, but he felt that he needed to hide it.

In short, on this face that is already extremely old, the expression is extremely rich for a while.

Lu Xun didn't urge, just quietly waited for Wu Yazi to think clearly, he knew that if he could get what Wu Yazi said, maybe he would have the opportunity to take a step forward.

His eyelids were slightly raised, his head was tilted, and he looked at Nantian through the patio, and after a while, he slowly came back to his senses, and finally made up his mind to tell the young man in front of him what he knew.

Perhaps, in his mind, he already thought that he was a dead man, and these things should be told to future generations. Or maybe he wants to find his former self in Lu Xun......

In short, when Wu Yazi put down his mind and was ready to say these things, his heart was relaxed, as if the realm had also improved slightly, perhaps, this is the ...... of letting go of the trade-off?

Wu Yazi didn't know, but he said slowly to Lu Xun: "Murong family boy, do you know how many stages there are in the realm of martial arts......?"

When the cliffs in the cave were asking each other, in front of this nameless valley, there was a large group of people strolling close, among these people there were those carrying sedan chairs, some shouting, some imprisoned, and so on, and the most eye-catching was the one and a half centenarians sitting on the bamboo sedan chair.

His face is not ugly, he may have been a little handsome when he was young, but he looks a little rich at his current age.

At this time, he was sitting comfortably on the bamboo sedan chair, shaking a goose feather fan, looking lazy and evil.

At that moment, a person suddenly came back from a distance, hurriedly came to his side, and said: "Master, ahead is the valley where the Zhenlong chess game is located, but right now, there seems to be someone in that valley who has already arrived first, and there are a lot of talking voices from inside. ”

This half-hundred-year-old man is Ding Chunqiu, who has just come here, he heard what the person said at this time, he couldn't help but have a grim face, and snorted coldly: "What about someone, I, Ding Chunqiu, want to find Su Xinghe, who can stop it?" Next, you go faster, let's enter the valley as soon as possible, I want to see who came first." ”

After his words were finished, all the disciples flattered one after another: "Master is mighty, Master is the strongest!"

After saying that, they really quickened their pace, shouting "The magic power of the old immortal of the stars" in their mouths, and they waved their flags forward.

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