The two hit it off immediately, and Qi Dong soon entered a week-long training.
At first, Qi Dong was just chopping firewood, which made him think that he had been tricked into going to northern Myanmar to do some worthless hard work, but the old man himself didn't know where he went for a stroll.
But when it was time for dinner, Qi Dong's eyes almost popped out.
The old man caught two rabbits from nowhere, and they were normal rabbits that had not been infected. If it weren't for the chaos outside, he would have suspected that the old man bought these two rabbits from the vegetable market.
The old man casually threw the two rabbits to Qi Dong, and then threw the package behind him on the table. He smiled mysteriously at Qi Dong and said: "Since you have become my disciple, even though it is only a short week, But I also want to give you a meeting gift as a teacher."
After hearing the three words "meeting ceremony", Qi Dong's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light.
This old man must have a lot of treasures on his body, and the things he takes out must be good.
Thinking of this, Qi Dong quickly opened the package on the table.
But the moment he opened the package, his expression changed. What was inside the package was none other than the head of the weird man who attacked him on the highway.
"This..." Qi Dong didn't know what to say. Let's just say he was disappointed. After all, he felt that the old man would definitely give him some martial arts secrets for him to practice.
But he didn't expect that the other party would be so direct and bring back his enemy's head.
I can't say he's disappointed, the old man really grabbed his enemy from afar and removed his head.
However, out of good intentions, Qi Dong still smiled and said to the old man: "Thank you very much, teacher."
When he heard the word "teacher", the old man's eyes lit up. It had been a long time since he heard this word.
"Take it." He grinned, and the old man took out the woodcutter from his waist and inserted it on the tea table in front of him.
"I'm old and can't hold this knife anymore. He will follow you from now on."
Qi Dong looked at the knife inserted by the old man on the tea table, and his eyes suddenly lit up. This knife was completely different from the one he first saw behind the door. If the knife he saw before was almost broken. Yes, then the one in front of him now can be said to be the same as the one that was just cast.
The blade was shiny, and a cold light could be faintly seen on the blade.
"Have you sharpened it?" Qi Dong couldn't help but ask, remembering that the old man had said he wanted to sharpen the knife for him.
"Well, I have sharpened this knife. This knife has been with me for seventy years. Now I pass it on to you. This knife can kill all the evil in the world. If used well, it can Said to be your great assistant in the future." The old man's expression was very serious, looking at the knife as if he were looking at his own child.
"Don't worry, I will not let this knife be shamed." As he said that, Qi Dong directly grasped the handle of the knife and pulled it out from the tea table.
As soon as the knife was in hand, Qi Dong's eyes lit up at its heavy weight.
"What a great knife."
"That's right, there is no second one in the world." The old man nodded in agreement, and then threw a scabbard that was polished and pulpy in front of Qi Dong.
"You must make good use of it."
"Don't worry, teacher." Qi Dong's attitude towards the old man has completely changed this time. If he was polite to the old man before because he wanted to learn from the old man, now the old man will follow him. The knife of a lifetime was given to him, and Qi Dong was completely impressed.
"Okay, I still have something to give you, come here." The old man said, motioning Qi Dong to his bed.
Qi Dong hurriedly walked over after hearing this, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. The old man handed over all his things to Qi Dong as if he wanted to explain the funeral arrangements.
The old man didn't realize what Qi Dong was thinking, so he took out a dusty box from under the bed.
There is an iron lock on the box. Judging from the rust on the front, it must have not been opened for a long time.
The old man didn't take the key, but put one hand on the lock with a little force. The big anti-theft lock was crushed into pieces with his bare hands.
"So strong!" Qi Dong looked at the movements of the old man's hands and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
It had to be said that the old man's hand was surprisingly strong. He asked himself that even though he had strengthened his body, he still couldn't reach the old man's level.
"Is it strong? Since you worship me as your teacher, you will do it in the future." The old man directly drew a fragrant pie for Qi Dong, and then opened the dusty box.
The old man looked at Qi Dong's curious eyes, and a softness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
It seemed like he had done similar things for many years.
"No, take this book." Soon, the old man took out a yellowed book from the box. The book was very old, and it didn't look like it was a product of this era. Every page was made of sheepskin. It is made of sewn paper, with some dense words recorded on it.
Qi Dong simply flipped through two pages, and felt as if his brain had been hit several times with a sap, and he almost opened his mouth and gasped.
"This book records a cultivation method called the Dayan Desolate Sutra. I learned all my skills from it. I don't know which master this Dayan Desolate Sutra was written by. Even if it is I have spent my whole life only understanding the first two pages, and my intuition tells me that there are twelve pages in this Great Evolution Sutra, and after learning the things on each page, it will bring about earth-shaking changes to the cultivator."
"Cultivation?" Qi Dong was stunned when he heard this. If the old man in front of him didn't mean to harm him, he would have suspected that he was a charlatan.
How come this guy has already mastered his cultivation, and he still looks normal?
Could it be that his nine years of compulsory education were in vain?
"Qidong, don't look at me with that look. There are still many things in this world that you can't understand. What you can see is just what you are allowed to see, and what is not allowed to be seen is also There are too many." The old man didn't want to tell Qidong these things, but grinned and said: "There are some things that I won't tell you, not that they are not important, but that there are some things that you need to experience in person before you can understand them. Understand the rationale.”
Qi Dong nodded as if he understood, and then tried to open the first page of the book.
Almost instantly, Qi Dong's head felt as if someone had hit him hard, and the words on the original page gradually became blurred.
The next second, Qi Dong was surprised to find that these words started to rhythm, as if they came to life.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Dong found that what he had learned in school was no longer enough, and the supernatural phenomena he was now exposed to were beyond his understanding.
After all, he still carries an evil ghost with him. This alone is a problem that he never dared to think about in his dreams before.
With a stabbing pain in his brain, Qi Dong found that the ink fonts in the original book actually appeared in his mind. This made Qi Dong couldn't help but tremble. This kind of plot that can only be seen in fantasy books actually appeared in his mind. It should appear on the body.
Then, Qi Dong unexpectedly discovered that there was a special meridian diagram in his mind, and some vague and non-existent Qi was slowly flowing in this meridian diagram.
"Not bad, not bad." The old man looked at Qi Dong and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"You are really talented. It took me three months to get started, but you were recognized by Dayan Huangjing just by looking at it." The old man said with surprise in his tone. Looking at Qi Dong was like picking up a living treasure.
"Teacher, have I started now?" Qi Dong still didn't believe it. He simply turned a page and started directly. Even a ghost would not believe it.
"That should be right. You have a star pulse map in your mind right now, right?"
Qi Dong nodded when he heard the words, and then slowly said: "Yes, there is indeed a star vein diagram, with twelve stars on it forming an image of a human body."
"That's right." The old man smiled and nodded, and then said: "The formation of the Star Veins Diagram means that the Great Evolution Desolate Scripture has recognized you, and as you comprehend the Great Evolution Desolate Scripture, the stars The pulse diagram will all light up. As for me, I have already lit up two of them, and I already have abilities that are beyond the vast majority of people. When all the star pulse diagrams are lit up, you can think about how powerful you can be. degree."
Hearing what the old man said, Qi Dong's eyes suddenly lit up. If he could light up all the star pulse diagrams and capture Dr. G, wouldn't it be as easy as killing a chicken and chasing a dog?
"Thank you teacher."
For having such an opportunity, Qi Dong quickly thanked the old man. This can be said to be the best news he has received recently. As long as he can become stronger, he can protect more people and even end this war completely. A zombie crisis is not impossible.
"No need to thank me." The old man shook his head, and then whispered: "The fact that you are able to meet me now and get the recognition of Dayan Huangjing is your chance, but I want to remind you that since you have Once you have made a decision, don’t think that relying on the Dayan Desolation Sutra can end everything. The practice of the Dayan Desolation Sutra is very cumbersome, and it is very likely that you will not reach the level of Dacheng in your lifetime, just like me."
Qi Dong listened to the old man's words and nodded quickly.
What the old man said is true. This old guy doesn’t seem to be a lazy person. Talent is equally important as hard work. In fact, talent is even slightly more important. Of course, this does not deny that people who work hard will not succeed, but it is more important than hard work. Talented players have to take a long, long detour, and the time it takes is exponentially greater.
"Also remember, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Your future opponents are not just ordinary zombies, mutants, and enhanced people. You should have come into contact with them, but what I want to tell you is, these guys, They are just the lowest level of monsters. Behind them, there are these invisible hands that are slowly pushing everything. Their purpose is so terrifying that even I can’t imagine it.”
After saying this, the old man paused for a moment and continued to say to Qi Dong: "However, if you save your girlfriend, I can give you a clear path.
