In a trance, Chen Anzhi didn't know where he was. I felt that my whole body was wrapped in a cloud of mist, and I flew forward. It seems to be dark around, but I seem to be awake again. I don't know how long it took, a fluttering voice came:

You're finally here, and the old man has been waiting for you for a long time

When Chen Anzhi was slightly frightened, he looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "Who? Who is talking?"

For a long time, there was no response, An Zhi was not very frightened, in the end, the family education was very strict, after thinking for a while, he settled down, Chen Anzhi hugged his fists and bent his body, and said respectfully: "Senior, the kid doesn't know how to come here, please forgive me if you disturb me." I don't know if I can send me back, my father has been injured recently, and the boy hopes to serve his father. "

The voice sounded above the head from far and near, and the voice was full of vicissitudes, as if he had not spoken for many years, word by word: "It is filial piety." The old man has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Chen Anzhi raised his head, and the surrounding environment suddenly turned into a very familiar scene: the fence was drawn, the flying dragon was subdued by the tiger, and on the incense burner in front of him, the cigarette smoke curled - it turned out to be the ancestral temple in the Flying Sword Pavilion! The solemnly seated ancestor statue was alive at this moment. Between the eyebrows and eyes, the vicissitudes of life are endless, and they seem to be full of kindness. Chen Anzhi froze, will the portrait be resurrected? Is this true?"You, you, how did you live?" Chen Anzhi asked in surprise.

"Little doll, it's rare that you are young and can achieve enlightenment, which can be regarded as opening the door to life. You don't have to be afraid, the old man is just a spirit. You don't know what a Taoist spirit is. Let's not talk about that, the old man hasn't seen a newcomer for a long time. In today's world, has the world changed greatly? There are so few juniors who have been promoted to the realm of enlightenment. As if he hadn't spoken for too long, he stretched his eyebrows and waist, and it took a long time to slowly get used to it. Under a closer look, the original statue of the ancestor has been revitalized a lot, wearing a gray-white robe, white eyebrows and long beard, red light, high buns, fairy wind and bones, extremely chic.

Chen Anzhi saw that this old man didn't look like a wicked person, although he didn't know why he was sitting on the statue of the patriarch, he still said respectfully: "Grandpa, I want to go home." ”

"It's rare to meet a talker, little doll, is it good to talk to the old man?"

"Yes, Grandpa. Chen Anzhi can only stay honest.

"Little doll, are you a doll surnamed Chen?...? It's 14 generations, and more than 200 years have passed. But there's not much time left......" The old man glanced at Chen Anzhi, and then his eyes wandered, as if he was stuck in a memory, and muttered a low sigh.

As if he had made a decision, the old man stared at Chen Anzhi and said solemnly: "Little doll, time is running out, the old man makes a bet with you, in three years, if you can enter the realm of enlightenment again within three years, you will be able to meet the old man." At that time, the old man will give you a chance. If not, the old man's wait here should be over. For three hundred years, Tianyuan never slept again. The old man sang a promise in a loud voice, and continued: "Well, the first time we meet, I have to give you something, look-" With that, the white-bearded old man floated off the throne, raised one hand, and a willow branch flew out of thin air. The statue of this ancestral shrine is square, and there are sacrificial products around it, and tables, chairs, and rattan seats. The old man shook the willow branch with one hand, made a chic starting gesture, glanced at Chen Anzhi, and said, "Doll, I will pass you on the Qingfeng swordsmanship all the way." After speaking, a gust of wind rose, the old man leaped with a dragon and a tiger, and the dragon and snake flew, and in an instant, I saw that the sword qi was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and it was difficult to find it. In a few moves, a layer of frost was shrouded in frost on the tables and chairs around the entire ancestral hall, and the temperature was suddenly cold, and it was faintly visible that there seemed to be snowfall.

How could Chen Anzhi have seen such a formation? Although he didn't understand it, he couldn't help but be stupid when he saw such a mysterious martial arts move. A person who loves swords is destined to become a generation of swordsmen. Only if you love the sword, can you be extremely good at the sword. Faintly, he seemed to touch something, but nothing seemed to be there. After a while, he came back to his senses - perhaps, it seems, as if, just too fast, he was too excited, and he just felt that there could be such an amazing sword move in this world. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly fell to the ground and bowed: "Old man, the boy is stupid, he only saw such a beautiful swordsmanship just now, and he forgot to remember it for a while." I beg the old man to do it again. ”

"I don't remember the best, there is no trick to win, and everything is free to do nothing. The old man threw it lightly, and the wicker disappeared. Chen Anzhi raised his head and saw a pair of incomparable eyes, as if these eyes contained countless worldly realms in their pupils, turbid and unable to see the edge. In an instant, he seemed to be in a huge space, surrounded by countless spheres, vast and magnificent, he was so small, this space was so vast. Chen Anzhi was stunned. What kind of world is this? In a daze, a white light went straight to his eyebrows, and it flashed away. A snow-white figure rushed into his mind, lingering - it was the whole set of Qingfeng sword moves that the old man had just cast! Chen Anzhi was fascinated again and was stunned on the spot. But it turned out that the old man pointed at his eyebrows with one hand and transmitted a thought to his mind, which was more clever than any transmission.

The old man looked at it with satisfaction, and his figure slowly disappeared. At this time, Chen Anzhi was immersed in the charm of the old man's Qingfeng swordsmanship-

"There are eight strokes of Qingfeng swordsmanship: clear sound and quiet rhyme, turbidity and clear Wei, source clear and clean, wind and disadvantages, solitary and clear, turbidity and clear, and the breeze is coming. Each has its own use, your Chen family's Qingshuang swordsmanship, born from the Qingfeng swordsmanship, easy to learn and difficult to master, this Qingfeng swordsmanship is more streamlined, turning wind, frost, rain and snow into sword qi, more powerful, you look carefully......" The figure in his mind was constantly performing the whole routine, but Chen Anzhi's ears echoed the voice of the old man's vicissitudes.

Immersed in such an exquisite martial arts experience, Chen Anzhi couldn't help but have a happy smile on his face.

Elder Chen Xuanfei was inside, and the person in charge of living next to him sat silently on the edge of the bed, holding his hands, looking at her little young master, and muttered: "Young master, you have to get better quickly, the master has been here several times, and the doctor's examination is just about losing strength." How can you not wake up for so long? There have been several meals that have not been eaten silently. ”

On the same day, Chen Anzhi demonstrated swordsmanship to his father in front of the Flying Sword Pavilion, and after entering the realm of enlightenment for a while, his whole body fell down. Fortunately, Chen Xuanfei was quite proficient in medicine and knew that the Tao was fine, so he placed him in his own residence to recuperate. I don't want to be awake for three days. Everyone in the Chen family was in a hurry, and it was okay to invite a nearby doctor to see it, so they had to wait silently in front of the bed.

After a long time, as if he felt something, Chen Anzhi's eyelids moved, as if he was trying to open them. The napping god silently saw this change, and shouted excitedly: "Master, master, young master, he seems to be waking up..."

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