On the bare mountain road, the bald old man in gray linen clothes walked slowly behind his back with his hands behind his back, looking behind him with his eyes hanging obliquely, with indescribable boredom in his heart, and his mouth chattered: "What kind of evil did Lao Tzu create, to be the master of this king and eight lambs!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the slower he walked, and the slower he became, the slower he became.

The young man behind him was eleven or twelve years old, his hands naturally drooped, and he followed with low eyebrows, also unhurried, his face was not hurried, and he looked calm and relaxed.

He knew what the master was talking about, and he knew that the master was deliberately saying it so loudly, just to let him "retreat in the face of difficulties", but he had no way to retreat, and the only chance in this life, even if he risked his life, he had to try it!

Probably seeing that there was something wrong with his mentality, the bad old man sighed, and finally looked at the person squarely, but this time, his face collapsed again.

Is there really such a "martial arts wizard" in this world?

He was furious and scolded his master fiercely, in his heart.

"Since you have climbed to the peak by yourself, it is in line with the standards of the knife gate, although the old man is still reluctant to accept you as an apprentice, but you must also see it?"

The boy nodded quietly.

The old man picked out his displeasure, and "hehe" laughed twice: "Your scheming is not bad, but this martial arts way, you fancy the bones, you don't have this!"

"As for the depth of scheming, what's the use in the face of people who are a hundred times stronger than you? The old man knows that you kid doesn't like to listen to this, and you can see from the day you climbed to the peak that your perseverance is not small, but more ruthless, ruthless to others, and ruthless to yourself, I am afraid that the old man will teach you to be a great talent, and you will not hesitate to cut the old man in half with a knife!"

The young man hurriedly made a gesture and said in his immature voice: "Master is wrong, I am ruthless when I lean left, but I am by no means ungrateful, I am only cruel to two kinds of people, one is myself, and the other is the enemy. ”

The old man didn't appreciate it, and sneered: "You are self-aware, but since you have worshiped the ancestor and offered tea, you are the disciple of the old man......!

The old man paused, glanced behind him, his eyes were like electricity, and his expression was not good.

Zuo Leanfeng lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "The disciple knows." ”

The two began to walk slowly again, the mountain road became narrower and narrower, almost only one person was allowed to pass, the old man walked in front, his face returned to calm, and the young man followed behind, sweating profusely.

"I'm used to being lazy in my life, and I don't like disciples, but fortunately, I'll tell you everything I can teach today. ”

"Martial arts, divided into nine realms, above the nine realms, for the grandmaster, to this realm, it is not impossible to cover the sky with one hand, catch the stars and take the moon, but don't think about it, it is good that you can practice to the five realms. ”

Zuo Leaning Feng pinched his palm.

"As for the exercises, the old man has the remnants of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, the swordsmanship, and the two lives of the sword, which one do you want to learn?"

Zuo Tianfeng didn't dare to be careless, he looked up at the old man's back, and his voice was hoarse mixed with a little expectation: "Is there a quick exercise?"

The old man paused, turned around slowly, and smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth: "I haven't learned to climb yet, I want to learn to run?"

With a wave of his hand, he threw out a knife technique and threw it straight to the young man standing behind him, his wrinkled face piled up into pimples, and he made a muffled "hum", then put his hands behind his back, and stepped on a wisp of breeze and went straight into the sky.

Zuo Leaning Peak watched the old man leave, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart set off turbulent waves, he lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet, thinking stupidly, one day, my feet will also step on the breeze, and step on the entire Holy Continent land! He casually flipped through the knife technique, and there were two small words written on the yellowed title page: Two lives!

The handwriting was excellent, but it was a manuscript, and it was a little fluffy and tattered, and it was a little blurry in many places, but he still read it with relish, because this was the knife technique he wanted, and the purpose of his entry into the knife door.

The two-life knife, as the name suggests, one knife has two lives, both the body and the soul, even if you die and enter the Yama Palace, you still can't avoid the edge of this knife, you still have to die.

It became famous in the Qin State of the former dynasty, brought out by Lu Jing, the twenty-seventh generation disciple of the knife gate, from the broken remnants of the underworld, it is said that it is a knife technique that does not belong to the world, people practiced, it is unknown, it is to each generation of people who practice this knife Most of them died by themselves, the only successful case is Nie Fengshuang, but this person is very human, he is a half-immortal, with half of the blood of the ancient immortals, and extremely rich, so the knife method is fortunate to be Mahayana, which is the fourth in the world that everyone knows! and the famous Xianyang Palace Change in the future, the Great Qin Emperor was cut off by the fourth knife in the world, and then the dynasty was broken, and since then the dynasty has changed, and there is now the Chu Dynasty.

All of this is very mysterious, but Zuo Leanfeng doesn't care, what he cares about is whether the level of the sword technique is high enough, it's good if it's high enough, he just has to practice with his head, and don't talk about anything else, otherwise with his roots, he will not be able to travel far away from the wind for the rest of his life, how can he go to the head of the demon palace to see, how tall is he?

Put away the knife technique, along the narrow mountain road slowly into the valley, just into the valley, suddenly open in front of the eyes, this place is extremely open, there are a few small mounds, not rockeries, next to it across a few inexplicable small bridges, there is no water under the bridge, but quicksand, the sand surface is full of golden lotus, it is beautiful, there is a dumb pug standing on it, do not look at people with straight eyes, squint and look at him, then take care of his own golden rooster independence.

What kind of thing it was, he didn't know.

He only knew that the residence in front of him was not bad, much stronger than his previous residence, one in the sky and one in the ground, he could have a good meal, sleep comfortably, sleep enough and start practicing knives when he slept enough, and he had to live the kind of days when he got up earlier than the chicken and slept later than the dog, thinking of this, he was a little uncomfortable.

Pushing open the firewood door of the small courtyard, before he entered, a soft voice sounded in his ears: "Come in, you are the old guy's big disciple, right? ”

Zuo Tianfeng hesitated a little and put away the right foot that he had just raised, glanced at the old woman with an enthusiastic face, and had a bottom in his heart, she was an ordinary woman, without the slightest martial arts foundation, but he still didn't understand why the old woman was so enthusiastic?

He was a little scared.