Chapter 36: The Mantle
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Just when Huan Chang and the four of them were vigilant, the slightly old voice came again.
Several people looked intently, only to see an old man with a white beard and hair appearing, with a thick smile on his face.
"Hey, it's him!"
Huan Chang and Qing Deng exclaimed almost at the same time after seeing the old man.
Feng Zifang and Mo Ziren looked at the two of them suspiciously, and asked, "Do you know this senior?"
Huan Chang and Qing Lantern glanced at each other, and both nodded emphatically.
"Xiaoyou, I really didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown to such a point, it's really embarrassing. β
The old man walked forward, although he seemed to be strolling leisurely, his speed was very fast, and he soon came to the side of several people, looking at Huan Chang with a smile on his face.
"I haven't seen you for many years, but the style of my predecessors is still the same!"
Huan Chang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, as did the rest of the people.
In any case, the old man in front of him is a senior master, as long as the other party does not come with malicious intentions, the younger generation will naturally be respectful.
The old man shook his head when he heard this, and finally slowly glanced at the few people present.
"I'm already old compared to you, and it won't be long before Kyushu becomes the world of you young people. β
In the face of many amazing and brilliant demons, the old man's voice seemed a little lonely.
"Why should the predecessors be arrogant, we think that it will take a long time to reach the realm of the predecessors. β
The old man smiled slightly, and then said: "Actually, the little friend was painting on the street that day, and he was already seen by the old man, and I sent someone to give you the genius order, but it was refused." β
"Today, will Xiaoyou still refuse?"
Speaking of this, the old man blinked his eyes a little mischievously, and his face was full of a narrow smile.
"What was given by the seniors, how dare you refuse?"
Huan Chang showed a little embarrassment on his face, but he was quickly covered up, and instead generously put away the genius order.
"Haha, yes, that's great. β
"With Xiaoyou's martial arts, he must be able to shine in the martial arts conference, and the old man can be regarded as finding a good home for the genius order in his hand. β
Seeing that Huan Chang did not refuse, the old man seemed to be in a good mood.
"Thank you, senior!"
Facing the unfathomable old man in front of him, Huan Chang didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and his tone was quite respectful.
Although Huan Chang and several people are all amazingly talented, and can even shake ordinary mortals head-on, this old man is not ordinary.
Even if they are both mortal realm martial artists, their cultivation is also very different.
The old man in front of him was a loose cultivator who appeared in the Famous Sword Villa back then, and was known as the immortal powerhouse of the old man of the silkworm.
When this person was in the Demon Slaying Conference, he was invited by the Famous Sword Villa to be a foreign aid.
However, after the old man learned that Xu Yu and the Famous Sword Villa were old grudges, and he had seen Xu Yu's horror, he was very interested in not participating in the war.
It is precisely for this reason that the old silkworm saved his life.
The old man of the silkworm has white hair, looks very thin, and even looks a little weak.
But this person has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, but he has become famous.
This person's self-created Silkworm Divine Skill has the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and even has the effect of resurrecting the dead.
When the old man of the silkworm had just reached the realm of transformation, he once fought with the enemy, and was seriously injured as a result.
That kind of injury, if it were replaced by an ordinary martial artist, there was no possibility of survival.
Just when everyone thought that the old man of the silkworm would die, this person reappeared again after a period of time.
The old man of the silkworm not only repaired all his injuries, but instead cultivated to go one step further and kill his former enemies.
If it's just once, it can be said to be a coincidence.
But several times later, almost all of the old silkworm men were seriously injured and dying, and in the end, not only did they not die, but their martial arts went further.
Once, the old man of the silkworm was even shocked to his heart, and his body became cold.
However, what is shocking is that two years later, the old man of the silkworm who has advanced in martial arts has reappeared in the rivers and lakes and killed his powerful enemy.
The scattered cultivation of the mortal realm is not terrible, but the scattered cultivation of the mortal realm, which almost has an immortal body, is an existence that no one wants to provoke.
Even those top-level sects are unwilling to provoke an existence like the Heavenly Silkworm Old Man, let alone the current Huan Chang.
"Hey, although the old man has reached the realm of mortality, but the time limit is approaching, he has never been able to find a suitable successor. β
"Originally, when I saw Xiaoyou's outstanding talent in the Famous Sword Villa, the old man wanted to pass on the mantle to you, but I never thought that you were the heir of the Shujian Pavilion. β
"It's really a trick. β
The old man of the silkworm voice was a little embarrassed.
A strong person like the old man of the silkworm, although he lives freely, he is unwilling to let his inheritance be broken.
Because every powerhouse in the Mortal Realm has walked out of his own way.
If the inheritance can be continued, maybe future generations will be able to carry forward this way, and they can also leave some traces in the rolling history.
It's just that although it is easy to accept disciples from casual cultivation, it is difficult to find talented disciples.
The vast majority of people with extraordinary talents are people with sects, and it is not easy for them to tap geniuses who have not practiced martial arts.
Hearing the words of the old man of the silkworm, Huan Chang couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to accept him as a disciple at the beginning.
"The predecessors are the powerhouses, how can the limit be so easy to come?"
But soon, Huan Chang remembered the words of the old man of the silkworm, and hurriedly asked with concern.
The old man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You can't break through the threshold of life and death, and you can't live again, even if you are mortal, there will be times when you die of old age." β
"What's more, I used to overdraw too much vitality. β
Seeing that Huan Chang and the others were speechless, the old man of the silkworm suddenly reached out and grabbed Huan Chang and said, "I have something to say to you." β
After finishing speaking, the old man of the silkworm left with Huan Chang alone.
Huan Chang subconsciously drummed up the true qi in his body, but found that he had no room for resistance at all.
"Ah Chang!"
Seeing this, Moziren was about to catch up, but was stopped by the green lantern.
"This person is a well-known old man in the rivers and lakes, he knows that Master Chang is powerful, and he will definitely not mess around. β
"If what I expected is true, this should still be a chance for Ah Chang. β
Of the four people present, only Huan Chang and Qing Deng knew the details of the old man of the silkworm, and Mo Ziren and Feng Zifang did not know the identity of the other party.
Hearing Qing Lantern say this, Mozi Ren eliminated the thought of chasing out.
The figures of the old man and Huan Chang disappeared quickly, and the two flew for half a pillar of incense before the old man landed in a mountain.
"Don't worry, little friend, I have no ill will towards you. β
"It's just that I'm approaching the end of my life, and I don't want to take what I've learned all my life to the grave, so I want you to see my mantle passed on. β