Chapter 3 Three-Breath Divine Stone

After the rain in the mountains, the air is fresh, the birds are singing, and it is full of vitality.

Fang Junmei's footsteps staggered at first, and after walking dozens of steps, he directly launched a set of light exercises and flew forward.

This set of light exercises, is the old man with a sword, called chasing the shadow step, between the toe movements, is twenty or thirty zhang distance, if ordinary people see, must think that it is the legendary monster of the mountain ghost wood ray.

Whoosh –

Fang Junmei ran his internal force to the limit, and his toes lit on the top of the treetop branches and bushes, and flew for more than ten miles

Suddenly, Fang Jun's eyebrows looked ahead, his essence flashed violently, his face condensed slightly, he took a strong breath, turned around stiffly, and flew back backwards towards the way he came, the strange scene, the ingenuity of luck, breathtaking.

Boom!

Fell on the grass with a thud.

Ignoring the muddy water that wet his ankles, Fang Junmei looked ahead.

......

In front is a mountain stream about four or five hundred zhang wide, the stream is more than two hundred zhang deep, although the light at the bottom of the stream is slightly dim, but it can be seen that there are gravel and mud everywhere, a group of traces after the war, because of the overnight rain, the bottom of the stream has accumulated a lot of turbid sewage, some come from a high place, form a long and thin waterfall, fall down.

The sound of water is knocking!

If nothing happens, sooner or later it will be a deep lake.

Yesterday it was an ancient road in the mountains, and today it has become a moat across the road!

Fang Junmei's gaze swept forward with a slight daze, this kind of method of opening mountains and cutting mountains is by no means something that a martial arts master can do, he can't do it, and neither can his master and the old man with a sword, only ...... The legendary gods can do it.

Who are they, and where do they come from?

Fang Junmei's curiosity, which had already been extinguished, began to churn uncontrollably.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed with a glint in his eyes, since it was a fight, then there must be losses and wins, maybe there is life and death, so the losing side, the dead side, is it still at the bottom of the stream?

Thinking of this, Fang Jun's eyebrows gathered his eyes, and he searched every corner below, and soon, in the crack of the stone, a figure came into view. Looking at that motionless appearance, it must have been dead.

Fang Junmei's eyes flashed again, he looked left and right, found a stream wall that was not too steep, performed light exercises, and flew down.

......

At the bottom of the mountain stream, the mud is incomparable, and the sound of the water is choppy.

After Fang Jun's eyebrows landed, there was not the slightest

The other side faced the mountain wall, with his back to Fang Junmei, Fang Junmei stepped on the muddy road, and walked forward, without too much hesitation, a big hand was on the other party's shoulder, and his body was really cold.

After moving the other party's body in one direction, Fang Junmei finally saw the appearance of this person clearly, he was a young man in his thirties, his face was pale, and his face was slightly puffy, but he could see that when he was alive, he should be a man with a square face, with thick black eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and two dull eyes, still with a look of despair.

What took his life was an inexplicable attack that pierced the center of his eyebrows, and a bloody hole remained there, only the size of a chopstick's head, and there was still a trace of blood.

“...... Originally...... Immortals are also human ......."

Feeling the other party's flesh and blood, Fang Junmei muttered.

After muttering, seeing that the nearby place was really a little filthy, Fang Junmei couldn't help but feel a little pity for this dead immortal, so he picked it up and wanted to find a place to bury it.

A faint white glow lit up and fell downward.

After the other party's body was clamped, something fell from his neck. Fang Junmei grabbed it, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a piece of green jade that had been broken in half.

White glow, coming from the center.

Fang Jun's eyebrows narrowed, and the two halves of the green jade were combined, and the white light suddenly became complete, looking carefully, in the center of the green jade, there was actually an illusory small sword, and the white mang came from the illusory little sword, in addition, there was a strange mountain shadow on the surface, that mountain shadow, he was definitely not from the territory of Panguo.

"It must not be a good baby, otherwise it should have been taken by his opponent. ”

Fang Junmei shook his head and smiled, not taking it too seriously.

Holding the corpse, when he got to a high place, he checked it again, and found that there was nothing to prove the identity of the deceased, Fang Junmei blasted out a pit with a long sword and buried the other party, as for the broken jade, after hesitating for a moment, he put it in his arms.

It's not that I'm greedy for anything, I just want to prove that this experience is not a dream.

Sou!

Fang Jun's eyebrows raised and turned his true qi, and swept into the distance, without delaying for a moment.

......

On this day, I finally returned to Jianbei Mountain City.

"Second Young Master!"

"Second Young Master, you're finally back. ”

Still walking on the mist-shrouded mountain road, people from the mountain city came to greet them, all with sad faces.

What kind of character Fang Junmei is, don't look at his young age, most of the time, but he is wandering on the rivers and lakes, and he has even got the old man with a negative sword, the first person in the country to guide him in martial arts and people's hearts, and with a pair of eyes, he can easily see through the other calculations under the eyes of these guys.

After nodding slightly, he continued towards the gate in the mountain.

Soon, Leng Qianqiu and Shu Chuchu got the news and hurried out together.

"Senior brother, why did you come back so late?"

Leng Qianqiu's domineering and majestic face had a look of displeasure on his unusually majestic face.

But after an instant, a look of shock appeared in Leng Qianqiu's eyes, this was the first time he saw Fang Junmei after a few years, and at that moment, he had the feeling that he couldn't see through his depths.

The same is true for Shu Chuchu.

Fang Junmei didn't have much time in the mountain city, whether it was with his senior brother or with his junior sister, he was not too close, and because he disdained some of the styles of Jianbei Mountain City, he had even less good impression of Leng Qianqiu, who was in charge of the affairs of the mountain city instead of the old man with the sword, and after hearing this, he only calmed his face, nodded at the two, and said, "Where is the master, I want to see him." ”

Seeing this, Leng Qianqiu immediately raised his thick eyebrows, and his face was even more displeased.

"Second Senior Brother, please come with me. ”

Shu Chuchu is a gentle person, seeing that as soon as his two senior brothers met, they seemed to have a discordant appearance, so he hurriedly spoke out and led the way for Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei followed Shu Chuchu, Leng Qianqiu's cold snort came from behind him, and he was silent for a moment, and the senior disciple also followed.

......

The three of them went into the room together.

Seeing the old man with the sword who was sleeping on the couch and looking at the roof with a pair of cloudy eyes, Fang Jun's eyebrows were shocked, he strode up, knelt on the ground and said, "Master, I'm back." ”

The old man with the sword turned his head, looked at Fang Junmei, and on his old face, a childish smile appeared, and said, "I'm waiting for you." ”

At this sound, the tears in Fang Junmei's eyes couldn't help it anymore, and they slid down, and a huge sense of guilt surged in his heart.

Behind Fang Junmei, Leng Qianqiu and Shu Chuchu also looked down together.

"You two go out, I'm going to say a few words to Jun Mei alone and close the door. ”

The old man with the sword said.

Leng Qianqiu and Shu Chuchu, after a slight groan, should leave and close the door.

In the empty hall, only Fang Junmei and the old man with a negative sword remained, and the candle flame shook slightly, illuminating the hall flickering and dimming, as if it would be extinguished at any time, just like the life of the old man with a negative sword.

"Junmei, I'm going to die. ”

The old man with the sword said softly, there was no sadness in his eyes, only inexplicable regret and melancholy.

"Master—"

Fang Junmei called, but he no longer knew what to say next, how to comfort the old man in front of him.

"Jun Mei, I can defeat any martial arts master, but I can't catch up with the time, I can't catch up with the passing years, and now, I'm going to die, die in the hospital bed. ”

The old man with the sword continued.

"Master, you haven't fought with me at the peak, you wait for me, I will soon catch up with you and defeat you, I will definitely let you live in my shadow from now on, thinking about defeating me every day." ”

Fang Junmei finally spoke, speaking quickly and quickly, as if he wanted to give the old man with the sword a little hope to live.

When the old man with the sword heard this, he laughed again, shook his head, and stared at the apprentice he admired the most, with a look of relief but even more melancholy in his eyes.

"Jun Mei, at the age of twenty-five, you have reached the innate realm, and it is only a matter of time before you create your own kendo, and at that time, there will be no rivals in the world, what are you going to do? What are you going to do? Like me, are you lonely until the moment of old age and death?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were shocked, this was something he had never thought about, he was in the best time of his life, how could he think about decades later.

Now that he was mentioned by the old man with the sword, Fang Junmei's heart suddenly had a feeling like he had seen all his life, was that his future?

At this moment, the scene of the immortal fight seen in the mountain unconsciously came to mind.

"Jun Mei, lean your head over, I still have something to explain to you. ”

The voice of the old man with the sword suddenly decreased, as if it was about to come to an end.

Hearing this, Fang Junmei moved forward and leaned his head on.

The eyes of the old man with the sword gradually became deeper, and when his ears leaned against his mouth, he whispered abnormally: "Jun Mei, my Acacia Sword has been passed on to you, and today, I want to pass on my other treasure that I have collected for a lifetime to you." ”

Fang Jun's eyebrows were stunned.

The old man with the sword continued, "On my left hand, there is a stone ring, you take it off and wear it on your hand. ”

"Master—"

Fang Junmei was stunned when he heard this, he had indeed noticed before that there was such a thing in the hands of the old man with the sword, but it didn't seem to be a precious thing. And now that the old man has not passed away, it is really a bit unscrupulous to take things from him.

"Pick-up!"

The old man with the sword turned majestic and reprimanded lightly.

Fang Jun's eyebrows froze, and finally reached into the other party's hand and took off an object, which was an extremely inconspicuous gray stone, oval in shape, with a hole in the middle, like a ring.

It's obviously a stone, but it's unusually light, like cotton wool.

"Put it on. ”

The old man with the sword said again.

Fang Junmei put it on as he said, and after wearing it, there was no other abnormality.

When the old man with the sword saw him put it on, he finally showed a relieved look, smiled unusually mysteriously, and said like an old fox: "Jun Mei, you must have heard the rumors that I always take one step ahead and intercept the opponent's moves. ”

Fang Junmei nodded and said, "You once told me that it was because you had a spiritual sense that surpassed ordinary people. ”

"Bullshit's Sense!"

The old man with the sword smiled and scolded, as if he was a child, and said proudly: "What I rely on is this strange stone that I got by chance, as long as I inject the true qi into the stone, all the wind and grass within a radius of three hundred zhang outside your body will be as if you have been hit by the magic of time, and the time of three breaths is presented in your eyes, and it is with the strange power of this stone that I have foreseen it!"

Fang Junmei's heart trembled when he heard this, there is still such a treasure in the world, and the old man with the sword is still hiding such a big secret?

"However, don't think that the wind and grass outside your body are really slow, they just look slow in your eyes, and whether you can take the opponent's moves depends on your own reaction. Your sword, your speed, is faster than anyone else's!"

The old man with the sword stared at Fang Junmei.

"Jun Mei, this is the biggest secret of my life, I call this thing - Three Breath Divine Stone! Now, I have passed it on to you. ”