Just as the two of them were soaring on the flying sword and flying towards the Medicinal Diet Valley, a strange laugh suddenly sounded in the distance, saying crazy words: "Quack...... It's been a long time since I've smelled Kenshin. ”

The little scholar who flew with Chen Mo heard this crazy strange sound that seemed to be out of nowhere, coming from all around the void. This made him seem to forget that he was also a cultivator, and trembled at the sky in fear: "Jizo King Bodhisattva, Yama King Grandpa...... There's only a black charcoal head and a cute and innocent child here, don't scare us!" After shuddering, the little scholar hurriedly took off his sword and flew back in the direction of the road.

Squatting behind the little scholar and grasping the sword body, Chen Mo, who was afraid of falling, saw the little scholar like this at the moment. He sighed secretly: "Little scholar! After all, he is still a child! Even if he learns some exercises and becomes a cultivator, he can't change the child's fear of the unknown." After sighing, he looked around with a serious face.

"Quack...... It turns out that Kenshin is here, and I finally found it. When the faces of the two were different, the little scholar made the flying sword back. In the void in the distance, there was an old man with white hair flying and a childish face. With constant "quacks" and weird laughter, he circled around Chen Mo and them while laughing.

Seeing that it was just a white-haired old man running around, the little scholar's fear seemed to disappear a lot. In his cognition, ghosts are terrifying, but an old man is naturally not among them. Hurriedly intervened and said angrily: "This Dao chief is a Tianju Daoist. You old man, why don't you stay in the house and run into the air to scare people?"

"Quack...... Little brat, the hair is not all together! Be careful to stew your wine. The old man with a childish face and crane hair let out a weird laugh, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and smashed.

When he saw the old man in front of him, he looked like he was going to eat raw and devour. The little scholar, who was still ashamed just now, immediately leaned over to Chen Mo. When he arrived next to Chen Mo, he seemed to be much more courageous, and said angrily: "Little old man! You wait for the chief of the Dao! See if I don't go back to find some senior brothers and sisters, I will come and beat you all over the ground looking for teeth. After saying that, the imperial envoy flew the sword to the place where he came, as if he was looking for help.

At this time, Chen Mo said to the old man who was stuck around them: "I don't know seniors, why do you want to stop the two of us from going?"

In the moment when the little scholar envoy flew the sword back and forth. The old man with a childish face followed in the air unhurriedly, and said with a strange smile: "Quack...... Kenshin, I want Kenshin. After speaking, Chen Mo and the others, who were still moving forward, circled around the void. But his eyes were staring at Chen Mo's back, the long wooden block that looked like a sword box.

"Quack...... It turned out to be here!"

The crane-haired and childish old man didn't care about Chen Mo's expression that changed instantly when he heard him say Sword Heart, but grabbed Chen Mo's back directly.

Seeing the strange old man, he grabbed them, and the little scholar who was about to move the rescue soldiers with the imperial envoy Feijian instantly shouted: "Don't eat me! My meat is not delicious, it stinks! Woo woo ......" and just like the ordinary Chen Mo, for the old man's hand, as if he was frozen, he couldn't move.

"Quack...... Kenshin!Ben Lao Dao finally saw the real Kenshin. The old man who had arrived with the sheathed sword in his hand was talking to himself with a crazy face.

When he saw the divine sword on his back, he was directly taken away with the wooden sheath. Chen Mo's already blackened face was already a dead ash. Thinking of the price he had paid for the divine sword on his back all the way, he almost lost his mind a little.

He first stabilized his anger for a moment, and then said to the old Dao who was about to draw out the divine sword to admire, and said excitedly: "A master like the seniors! Is it too much to bully the defenseless ordinary people of the juniors?"

And the little scholar next to him didn't catch himself when he saw it. Now that he heard Chen Mo's words, he seemed to be much more courageous, and he also said angrily: "Old man, in broad daylight, you dare to bully the good in front of the Dao Chief, and see that the Dao Leader will not beat you with a mouth full of teeth." After speaking, the little scholar's little hands together, and a small white light sword was spit out from his mouth, which was as fast as lightning and struck directly at the old man with a childish face.

The old man, who did not react to the words of the two, was about to pull out the divine sword when he saw a sword light flying towards him. He gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the small white sword that was as fast as lightning, and said with a strange smile: "Quack...... Interesting. ”

Seeing that the treasure he sent out was caught by the old man, the little scholar's little face, which was full of anger, instantly cried. While crying, he threatened: "Old man, you bully children! You wait for me, I'll ask my sect master to beat you in the ass. ”

The little scholar sobbed on the imperial envoy's flying sword, wanting to take Chen Mo back to the sect to move the rescuers. At this time, Chen Mo's gray face had changed, but he was helpless, secretly hating that he was powerless.

The old man played with the sword in his mouth, and when he saw the little face of the little scholar, he also wanted to leave. I touched my nose a little embarrassed. With a smile, he flew the sword in his mouth towards the little scholar, and said with some embarrassment: "It's just to borrow the sword in your mouth to see!" ”

The little scholar who is making the flying sword fly, and his face is full of tears. Seeing the sword flying in his treasure's mouth, he hurriedly took it and went quickly. As if he was afraid of being robbed again, he immediately opened his mouth and ate the small sword in his mouth, turning crying into laughter. Then he smugly threatened: "Old man, I know I'm afraid! Quickly return the black carbon head thing, otherwise the Dao Master will ask the sect master to beat you." After speaking, he turned around and glanced at the back, Chen Mo, who was already depressed, seemed to say: How about it, the Taoist chief said that it would cover you, so he must not break his word.

Chen Mo, who had a look of frustration on his face, understood that the old man with a childish face could return things to the little scholar, and he somewhat understood that this old man was not a heinous person. He also had great hopes for the old man to return the Excalibur to him. It's just that maybe you have to wait for this weird old man to play enough with the Excalibur before he has a chance to return it.

The old man who returned the sword in his mouth to the little scholar naturally didn't take the threat of the little scholar to heart. As if he hadn't heard, he pulled Chen Mo's divine sword out of the broken wood.

Seeing the divine sword drawn, there was a divine sword surrounded by lightning and rain and fog. The old man's face was excited, he stroked the sword body, and kept muttering to himself back and forth like dementia: "Sword Heart! Sword Heart ......"

The little scholar, who was about to continue to be the master of Chen Mo, drew his sword from the broken piece of wood as the old man pulled it out. The divine sword Tianque, which exuded lightning clouds, instantly caught his eye, as if he had forgotten what to say.

Seeing that the two of them began to look at their divine sword in fascination, Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said to the old man: "Senior! Can you return the Excalibur to the younger generation?"

The little scholar who was looking at the sword, after hearing Chen Mo's words, came to his senses, and said in an arrogant tone: "Old man, you have touched it, you have seen it, quickly return the black charcoal-headed sword to him, otherwise it will be light to beat your ass and bloom." ”

After hearing the words of the two, the old man, who was fascinated by the stroking of the sword, stopped, and said to the little scholar in a vicious tone: "Little guy, do you want to be cooked!"

Then he changed his eyes to love people, staring at the little scholar, and the little scholar's body trembled before he stopped. Perhaps because the bad taste was also satisfied, he turned to Chen Mo, whose face was as black as ink, and said: "Young man, give the Divine Sword Heavenly Shortage to the old man, and the old man is willing to accept you as an apprentice." ”