"It's you!" seemed to hear a familiar voice, and the fat old man gasped and took three steps back.

Then, grabbing his hair with his big hands, he said to himself frantically, "Who are you? I seem to know you, who are you?"

On the other side, seeing that the fat old man's expression became crazy, Geng Hao and the three of them looked at each other and looked at Ding Xiaoyao together.

"Alas... It seems that the rumors are true, you are really crazy..."

Ding Xiaoyao turned his back to the fat old man, showed a sad look, and sighed softly: "Time has passed, I didn't expect that the old people in the past were either dead or crazy, lonely..."

With a wry smile, he picked up the wine jug on the table, Ding Xiaoyao poured himself a glass and drank it all.

Hearing this, the fat old man lowered his hands and looked at Ding Xiaoyao's back with a cold face: "No matter who you are, for the sake of my daughter, I must take my son-in-law away!"

After speaking, he pushed out a palm and hit a palm force, which approached Ding Xiaoyao's back!

On the other side, Ding Xiaoyao shook his head and said nothing, holding the wine glass in his right hand, and pointing the sword in his left hand behind him slightly.

Suddenly, a sword qi burst out of his fingers and collided violently with the palm power, and the two of them disappeared together without a trace!

"It's amazing!" Beside him, Guan Jianyun and Yang Tianye had learned the fat old man's martial arts, and they knew the fat old man's power, and when they saw Ding Xiaoyao break the opponent's palm power with a random finger, the two of them were shocked in their hearts.

Retracting his sword finger, Ding Xiaoyao put down the wine glass and slowly turned around: "Demon hand, if you can take my move, you can take your son-in-law away..."

"Okay!" nodded solemnly, the fat old man stepped forward, his body was shaking, and he instantly gathered all his strength!

"Although you are already crazy, you should be no stranger to this trick..."

Ding Xiaoyao stood up, stretched out his right hand and turned into a sword finger, and smiled indifferently: "This sword move is called the Love Sword, the sword move is extremely powerful, and the momentum is thousands, you have to be careful..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyao disappeared on the spot, pointing straight ahead, and his body swooped towards the fat old man like a wind!

On the opposite side, the fat old man snorted, put one palm horizontally on the dantian, and pushed it out violently!

Suddenly, a true qi burst out of his palm and roared towards Ding Xiaoyao.

Feeling the powerful true qi rushing to his face, Ding Xiaoyao's white hair on his temples danced in the wind, carrying his back with one hand, and his sword fingers did not back down!

With a chuckle, his figure actually penetrated the true qi and stopped in front of the fat old man!

In the blink of an eye, the true qi dispersed and disappeared into the air, and Ding Xiaoyao carried it with one hand, and the sword finger of his right hand was already pointing at the throat of the fat old man.

"You lost..."Retracting his sword finger, Ding Xiaoyao smiled indifferently and said lightly.

"I... I've lost..."The fat old man glared at him, muttered to himself with a decadent face, turned around, and walked towards the outside of the restaurant without hesitation.

When he walked to the door, the fat old man turned around, looked at Ding Xiaoyao admittedly, and asked, "I seem to know you, but I forgot, can you tell me your name?"

"Ding Xiaoyao..."Sitting down slowly, Ding Xiaoyao replied with a sigh with his back to the fat old man.

"Thank you," the fat old man nodded, then laughed maniacally, and turned away.

"Senior Ding, who is this crazy old man? What is the magic hand you just said?" After the fat old man left, Geng Hao and the others sat back on their seats, Geng Hao poured a full cup of wine for Ding Xiaoyao, and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao sighed, and narrated in a melancholy tone: "That crazy old man, named Cheng Shi... Back then, when you were not yet born, in the rivers and lakes, his reputation was not inferior to that of the old man, and the magic hand was what the martial arts people called him..."

"No, this crazy old man is so powerful?" beside him, hearing what Ding Xiaoyao said, Guan Jianyun asked in disbelief.

"Hehe, it's not just amazing... Back then, on the rivers and lakes, the old man's love sword was known as the first sword in the world, and the reverse tendon and ghost hand were called the first hand in the world, and this anti-tendon and pulse interception hand was the unique martial arts of the demon hand Cheng Shi!" Ding Xiaoyao chuckled lightly and slowly narrated.

"Reverse tendon and pulse interception?" beside him, Yang Tianye muttered to himself in confusion, this martial art, he seems to have never heard of it.

"Reverse the tendons and cut off the pulse, and back then the good and evil were resigned by three points! Its horror lies not in killing! but in stopping and retreating!" Seeing that Yang Tianye was puzzled, Ding Xiaoyao picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"It's not about killing, it's about stopping?"

Hearing this, Geng Hao whispered silently in his mouth, constantly thinking about the meaning of this sentence in his mind, and after a while, he frowned lightly and humbly asked: "Senior Ding, the meaning of this sentence, the younger generation doesn't understand..."

"Well, this martial art is called the Reverse Tendon Pulse Interception Hand, as long as a pair of hands caress you lightly, you can reverse your muscles and veins! Skill regression! Even if you are a peerless master, you can instantly become an ordinary person! Moreover, the muscles and veins are reversed, and you can't practice martial arts from now on!" Ding Xiaoyao played with the wine glass in his hand and recounted softly.

Although he narrated softly, when he heard Geng Hao and the others, he felt a chill! I didn't expect that there would be such a terrible martial art in this world!

Glancing at the expressions of the three people, Ding Xiaoyao sighed and continued: "Alas... It's a pity that he made many enemies back then, was chased and killed by enemies every day, and finally disappeared from the rivers and lakes! I didn't expect that it would reappear again today, but his skills have not improved at all, and he is still stuck in the past..."

"I didn't expect that the martial arts predecessors of the year are now crazy, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi..."Geng Hao shook his head and said with a regretful expression.

Beside him, hearing Ding Xiaoyao's narration, Yang Tianye was silent, holding the cold gun tightly in his hand, his eyes showed a look of longing, rivers and lakes, this is not the place he yearns for, what he yearns for, in that Jincheng.

"Amitabha... Come in..."Suddenly, just as Geng Hao and the three of them were pondering, the Buddha noise of Master Huiku came from the upstairs wing.

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao stood up and immediately paced towards the upstairs wing, and Geng Hao and the three hurriedly followed him.

Opening the door, Master Huiku turned the Buddha beads in his hand, and sat on the edge of the bed with a very pale face, while Qin Xuan's face was restored to ruddy, and he slept on the bed with steady breathing.

"Master, are you alright?" Ding Xiaoyao paced to Master Huiku's side, stretching out two fingers to check his pulse.

"Amitabha... Xiaoyao, I'm fine, I don't need to check the pulse, you better take a look at Qiu'er first..."Master Huiku shook his head, retracted his old hand, and said with a smile.

Seeing that the master didn't let himself take the pulse, but seeing that the master's face was very pale, Ding Xiaoyao already knew it in his heart, sighed, turned his head to look at Qin Xuan, and took the pulse for him.

"Senior Ding, is the eldest brother okay?" Behind him, looking nervously at Ding Xiaoyao's pulse, Geng Hao asked softly.

Guan Jianyun and Yang Tianye also looked at Ding Xiaoyao nervously together.

"Don't worry, Qiu'er's whole body has recovered, and it will be fine after a few days of rest..."Ding Xiaoyao shook his head, withdrew his hand, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Geng Hao and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Qiu'er estimates that he will wake up tomorrow, you should look at him first, the old man has something to talk to the master..."

"Amitabha...", Master Huiku stood up helplessly, followed Ding Xiaoyao, and walked out of the room.

The two of them paced downstairs until they walked out of the restaurant and onto the deserted, dark street.

Ding Xiaoyao put his hands behind his back, looked up at the night sky, Master Huiku turned the Buddhist beads in his hands, and closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures lightly.

After a long time, Ding Xiaoyao turned around and said softly: "Master, now that you have exhausted your true qi, your body..."

"It's okay..."

Master Huiku opened his eyes, waved his hand, and showed a kind smile: "Xiaoyao, do you know how happy my heart was when you took Xuan'er up the mountain..."

"At that time, Xuan'er was very small, very endearing, at first sight, I liked this child! After that, he surrounded me every day, chirping and calling me master, master! Every day I couldn't close my mouth with a smile! Hehe, when he cultivated the strong vajra palm, a pair of small hands patted the trunk of the tree, and the pat was bleeding, I was both distressed and sad! In my heart, Xuan'er was no longer my apprentice, but my own grandson!

"Master..."Looking at the excited Master Huiku, Ding Xiaoyao called softly with a sad expression.

Tonight, in front of me, it is not the Wisdom Master of the Grandmaster Realm, but an old man full of love and kindness!

Turning to look into the distance, Ding Xiaoyao said softly: "Master, when Xuan'er's injury recovers, I will take you back to Shaomu Mountain..."

"Good ......"

Master Huiku nodded and agreed, "However, you can only send me back, not stay..."

"Well, I know, I will come back to protect Xuan'er secretly..."Hearing this, his fingers stroked the white hair on his temples, Ding Xiaoyao looked into the distance and said with a solemn expression.

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