Chapter 70, a generation of gods and talents floated in the air, and the battle of Huashan was seriously injured
The statue of the first ancestor of the thief door was lifelike, with a cynical expression, but the face was quite resolute, and these two different styles of physiognomy were perfectly combined on this person's face.
Sikong Fu, the first ancestor of the thief door, can really be said to be a masterpiece of a generation, even if the statue of the thief is still heroic, even if the world is big, I also have the bearing.
Temperament is a person's aura and demeanor, this is not to say how high the person's martial arts or how high the status can be exhausted, the old saying goes: the face is born from the heart, a person's face is usually also very related to the person's style of acting, most of the warlocks are proficient in the study of face.
If a long-term charlatan can roughly see a person's personality and style of behavior just from a person's eyes, eyebrows, mouth, nose and ears, and even a person's experience can even be seen from the physiognomy, but this method of physiognomy has almost been lost to this day, and only those big liars who are not counted as the former are left.
But it can be seen that all kinds of rumors or various tricks on the rivers and lakes have their ways, and it cannot be said that they are all false, but they are relatively few true.
Having said that, this empty statue shines brightly on the stone platform, and if someone can set up such a golden body after death, it is really a living hero who dies chicly.
The fat face of the three-handed fat man finally became serious, "Several, at this time, we don't say secret words, please come for nothing else, not to harm a few people, just to let you save someone." ”
The three-handed fat man's words were full of anger, but Xiao Huai was still puzzled in his heart, "You are so rich and rich in stealing the door, which famous doctor in the world can't you invite?" Xiao Huai secretly thought that this matter was not simple.
The three-handed fat man said with a smile again, "I said a few people, I really wanted you to save someone, and this person must be saved by you, and no one else can save it." The three-handed fat man said very secretly, but Xiao Huai heard the doorway, "I said three-handed, you steal so many masters, and we can use our true qi?"
Xiao Huai lowered his head and shook his head when he saw Sanshou, "This injury is not something that ordinary people can treat, it's just that this person has a special identity, and the injuries he suffered are also special, so I specially invited a few people." Suddenly, the expression of the three-handed Buddha thief changed, and it became very dull, "Maybe you don't believe it, this person is the ancestor of my thief."
After saying a word, the three-handed Buddha thief walked to the front of the Sikong Fu statue, and pressed it on the statue a few times with his fat fingers, and everyone only heard a squeak, and the stone wall on the side slowly rose, and among them sat a thin and unlooked person, this person had white hair and a withered face, and had become skinny and bone-like.
But Zhang Sanfeng is well-informed, "This person's internal strength is so strong! He can not die at this point, I guess this person is in the realm of martial arts, and he has already glimpsed the door of immortality, in the old man's opinion, if he was not seriously injured and dying, I am afraid that he would have cultivated to the realm of immortality a long time ago." Although this person is already skinny, he still has a heroic spirit in his face, and he is afraid that he was also a generation of talents before he was seriously injured.
The three-handed Buddha thief looked at the almost skeleton old man with a sad face, "Master, your injuries will be healed today, I didn't expect you to wait for twenty years" The three-handed Buddha thief sighed as he spoke, looking at the old man.
At this moment, the old man's cloudy eyes slowly opened, and his voice was hoarse as if it was made by the friction of gold and iron, "Xiao Shuo, didn't you say it for the teacher, life and death depend on life and wealth, and you have done too many wrong things for the teacher, you should have returned to your place, why do you bother to rescue the teacher?"
This old man doesn't say whether he is in his old age, but this passage is obviously that he has been tortured enough by the injuries on his body for many years, and now he just wants to swallow his last breath, but this life.
Xiao Huai looked at the old man and turned back to the three-handed Buddha thief and asked, "I said three-handed, which generation of strong man is this old-timer who is the thief? "Immortal and strong people have been short-lived throughout the ages, such as yellow clothes, such as sword demon Dugu seeking defeat, such as Shaolin Dharma Patriarch, all of them are masterpieces of Gaidai, Xiao Huai never imagined that he could meet a living half-step immortal master today, and he was very admired and shocked in his heart.
The old man's cloudy eyes glanced at Xiao Huai, and suddenly Xiao Huai felt as if he was being targeted by a wild wolf, and shivered all over his body, "Boy, the old man has been silent in the rivers and lakes for many years, and now I'm afraid no one remembers my name, and even the old man has forgotten my real name, but I can still remember the Taoist name, my name is Sikong Fu." ”
This old man's words came out like a thunderbolt from the sky, this person is a commonplace? This late, weak old man with no strength is the genius who dominated the world and changed the door to steal the door.
Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned at this time, "Senior, you are the legendary thief ancestor Sikong Fu? But didn't you die a hundred years ago? What?" Zhang Sanfeng is a junior master of Sikong Fu, no matter how strong Zhang Sanfeng is, after all, he grew up listening to the legend of Sikong Fu.
Sikong Fu was extremely weak, his cloudy eyes skimmed the three-handed Buddha thief, the three-handed Buddha thief understood that this was Sikong Fu's physical strength that did not allow him to speak, and the three-handed fat man took the words, "After the teacher changed the Dao Gate to the thief door, he traveled the world, and his martial arts were almost immortal realm, and he was the first glimpse of the immortal court, but what could he do." The Three-Hand Buddha Dao also sighed.
"But what?" Zhang Sanfeng asked, what does it mean to step into immortality? The realm of immortality has always been the ultimate realm pursued by martial artists, stepping into immortality and immortality, breaking the barriers of life, the master of the legendary realm of immortality can be nearly a god, according to rumors, the patriarch of Bodhidharma created the Shaolin seventy-two stunts and the two meridians of Yi Jin to wash the marrow after stepping into immortality, and once shook the sky and thunder empty-handed.
There is also a legend that the legendary generation of sword demon Dugu Jiujian who lived in seclusion in the ancient city of Ankang defeated the heroes and then entered the Tao with sword intent to prove the realm of immortality, and it is rumored that a generation of sword demon Dugu sought defeat and stepped into immortality, and the water of the Yellow River where Dugu Jiujian sword intent split was broken.
Since Sikong Fu was in the half-step immortal realm at that time, he should be invincible in the world, how could he be so seriously injured?
The three-handed Buddha thief sighed and continued, "It's strange that my master had too many karma back then, and he was known as stealing all the treasures of the world, and although there were many treasures at that time, none of them could be called strange treasures. ”
The three-handed Buddha thief paused and said, "Jianghu sect, what can be called a treasure? Secret book exercises, Divine Soldier Armor? ”
Xiao Huai was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that Sikong's predecessor met a real immortal master in Huashan?" The three-handed Buddha thief shook his head, "At that time, the head of the Huashan faction was Yue Qing, although he had not yet stepped into the realm of half-step immortality, but he was also a super-first-class master, and the teacher and Yue Qing finally defeated Yue Qing after fighting hundreds of moves, but at this time something happened. ”
Xiao Huai looked at the three-handed Buddha thief's face and twisted, "Who knew that at this time, there was a master who had truly reached the realm of immortality, and without saying a word, he would make a move to Yue Qing and the family teacher, the family master had first-class light skills, even the masters of the immortal realm might not be able to crush the family master in light skills, the family teacher was seriously injured, and Yue Qing was directly killed by the immortal master." ”
Xiao Huai was stunned and turned his head to look at Sikong Fu, "Sikong Senior actually fought against a master of the Immortal Realm, I don't know which legendary master it is?" Sikong Fu smiled bitterly for a while, and glanced at the three-handed Buddha thief with his eyes.
The three-handed Buddha thief sighed, "If you want to say that that person is really big, but so far the teacher has not figured out why that person made a move, and that person has been hidden for a long time, and no one has even seen his trace, but he didn't expect to seriously injure the teacher as soon as he made a move, that person is the ancestor of the Dali Duan Clan's Six Veins Divine Sword, Duan Siping." ”
Xiao Huai heard this name like thunder, the founder of the six-vein divine sword, Duan Siping was still in the world a hundred years ago, this is really a great miracle in martial arts.