Seeing that Xian Yuqi was retreating under Li Baiyi's offensive and had no plans to fight back immediately, Zhang Heng quickly spoke out, trying to dissuade the two old men in front of him from fighting whenever they wanted.
"Two seniors..."
But before Zhang Heng could finish his words, Xian Yuqi, who was still retreating, suddenly stopped his retreat.
I saw the long knife in his right hand changing the angle, leaning upward to protect his shoulders, a pair of tiger eyes flashing with light, and his stature was shortened, and he actually hit the trident whirring in the wind!
Sparks burst out in an instant, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting could be heard endlessly.
Seeing the two of them fighting each other again, Zhang Heng had no choice but to close his mouth and stand still and watch.
Probably due to the angle, the long knife guarded on the shoulder easily deflected the heavy attack of the trident.
The weight of the trident made it impossible for the holder to change its direction in an instant. When he twisted his wrist, Li Baiyi's figure was actually driven by his own weapon and stumbled forward to the left.
When his opponent reveals a flaw, Xian Yuqi will naturally not let it go easily.
At the moment when Li Baiyi struggled to stabilize his body, the old man in black bent his left arm forward, his left palm attached to his ear, and used the previous momentum to give the opponent a solid elbow.
"Whoa!"
The chest was attacked by an elbow, and most of the energy gathered in it was immediately dissipated. Li Baiyi fell back one after another, and finally used his trident to support the ground, and then barely stabilized his body that had lost its center of gravity.
"Humph, I told you that you're still far behind, but I still don't believe it."
When Xianyu Qi saw Li Baiyi being knocked back by her blow, a look of pride suddenly appeared on his face. The corners of his downwardly curved mouth were turned up a bit. Together with the two mustaches on his lips, he looked quite proud. .
"If I hadn't used this trident now, your broken sword would have been cut off long ago!"
After spitting on the ground, Li Baiyi took a deep breath.
"Hey, you have to rely on gravity if you can't poop? If you can't do it, don't rely on weapons. If you don't accept it, let's have another fight."
Xian Yuqi had sneers on his face. He raised his knife and stepped forward as he spoke, as if he really wanted to fight with the opponent for another two rendezvous.
"Just hit me, do you think I'm afraid of you old devil!"
Although Li Baiyi looked kind-hearted, his temper seemed to be as hot as Xian Yuqi's. When he heard the other party's provocation, he responded immediately.
"Go and get your broken sword. Hurry up. If you don't go, you will be my grandson!"
Xian Yuqi had a stick on his neck and wouldn't give an inch.
"Just take it, just wait here for me and see if I come back and stab you through it!"
The plump face of the old man in white quickly became bloodshot, as if he had been irritated to the extreme.
The two of them exchanged words with each other, and the original confrontation with real swords and guns turned into a verbal confrontation.
If Zhang Heng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Zhang Heng to imagine that two descendants of the hidden sect would argue like children, and they started bickering on the spot.
In desperation, Zhang Heng had to speak out again to try to stop this farce.
"I asked you two seniors, can you please stop arguing for now..."
After hearing the dissuasion from others, the two old men closed their mouths. After staring at each other angrily for dozens of seconds, they snorted in unison.
"Even the cold snorts are so consistent, and there is such a tacit understanding. It would be a pity that you two don't have a relationship..."
Zhang Heng secretly complained in his heart, then clasped his fists at the two old men and said respectfully.
"Two seniors, this junior has something important to tell you. At the same time, I have something to ask for. I hope the two seniors can put aside their grudges for the time being and listen to me."
"What's the matter with you? Do you need both of us to come forward at the same time?
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Although Xianyu Qi had a fierce face, his personality was quite forthright. Seeing that Zhang Heng did have something to tell him, he quickly put his emotions behind him and turned around to ask.
"Yes, the two of us have lived in seclusion for many years, and have long since stopped being involved in the affairs of the world. When we just went up the mountain, I paid special attention and found that my friend's strength is not bad. This time, he must not be looking for us when he goes up the mountain. Can the two of you come forward to settle something?"
His eyes stayed on Zhang Heng's left arm for a moment, and Li Baiyi asked without changing his expression.
"It's true that I'm not here for the affairs of the world."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was no longer tense, Zhang Heng showed a smile on his face and explained patiently.
"Anyway, there's no way to talk about things standing up. Let's go and sit inside and talk. I'll get the wine."
The narrow-mouthed long knife danced in Xian Yuqi's hand, and was cleverly hidden behind him by the old man. Xian Yuqi ignored the ugly-looking Li Baiyi and walked straight towards the north of the mountain top.
"Drink, drink, drink, I won't kill you!"
Looking at Hei Yi's leaving figure, Li Baiyi cursed in a low voice. After finally venting his dissatisfaction, a kind smile appeared on his face and he made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Heng on the side.
"Come on, little friend, let's go talk to the humble abode."
After saying that, Li Baiyi once again returned to his fairy-like appearance when he went up the mountain. He clasped one hand behind his back and walked forward.
If the old man hadn't still been holding the very strange black herring harpoon in his hand, Zhang Heng might have thought that the previous fight and quarrel was his hallucination.
"This reclusive old monster can turn around faster than he can flip through a book. It's really hard to fathom..."
Although he was thinking this, Zhang Heng still raised his legs and followed him.
The top of the hill is very flat. Except for a small patch of land planted with fruits and vegetables in the middle of two towering rocks, the rest is made of hard bluestone.
Since there is no soil on the top of the mountain, there are naturally no trees growing on it, and it is a bare area, like a middle-aged male Mediterranean.
As long as you look down from the air, you can clearly see every move on the top of the mountain.
Logically speaking, a residence in such an environment should not be considered sheltered.
But according to Xianyu Qi, an old man in black, no one has come up to the top of this hill for more than eighty years.
"Should I really be said to be a descendant of Guiguzi's sect? The art of vertical and horizontal is so miraculous. It's a pity that the inheritance has been cut off..."
Zhang Heng sighed silently in his heart and followed Li Baiyi's footsteps to the back of the rock.
The ground here is also monotonous bluestone, without any vegetation or soil, but a cave has been artificially carved out under the huge rock. It looks like it should be the residence where the old man in white usually lives.
Stepping into the cave, the environment inside was as shabby as Zhang Heng expected.
A bed, a table, and a chair are the only furniture, and these furniture are all made of cut bluestone and are fixed to the ground and cannot be moved at all.
There was a small pot and a set of plain white porcelain tea sets placed on the simple bluestone table, but nothing else.
"Half-step heavenly beings really don't need those mundane things..."
After scanning the surroundings, Zhang Heng thought silently in his heart.
The two hermits he came to visit this time could be judged from their residences as not ordinary people. If Zhang Heng's memory was correct, the fat old man in front of him who was pouring tea for himself should be one hundred and sixty-six years old. , and the Xian Yuqi who went to get the wine alone should be one hundred and sixty-nine years old.
Although in Zhang Heng's time, it was no longer uncommon for humans to live over two hundred years old, the position he was in now was not in the future, but in his twenties.
First century modernity.
If there are no recording errors in the data, the average life span of human beings now should be less than seventy years old.
Even fewer people can live to be a hundred years old.
Existences like Xian Yuqi and Li Baiyi only have one name in this era.
That is the fairy.
"You have also seen me here. The living environment is really simple and there is nothing to entertain. I can only offer you a glass of water. I hope you don't dislike it."
The plain white ceramic cup was filled with most of the water, and was gently pushed in front of Zhang Heng by Li Baiyi.
"How could it be? The senior is already half a celestial being. Naturally, he does not need those mundane things. It is a great honor for the junior to be able to drink this glass of water."
Zhang Heng said respectfully, but did not extend his hands, as if he had no intention of drinking the water in the cup.
"Since the little friend said it was a great honor, why don't you bring a cup to drink?"
Seeing that Zhang Heng's hands were still hanging at his sides, with no intention of taking the cup, Li Baiyi had a look of doubt on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked angrily.
After all, judging from his age, he is fully qualified to be Zhang Heng's elder.
According to traditional Chinese etiquette, when an elder pours tea and water for a junior, the junior must express his gratitude and take a sip even if he is not thirsty. Otherwise, it is the greatest disrespect to the person in front of him.
Hearing Li Baiyi's question, Zhang Heng clasped his fists again and explained apologetically.
"This junior doesn't drink the water in this cup. It's not because he looks down on his senior. It's just that there is a reason. I hope senior can wait for a while. When senior Xianyu Qi arrives, I will explain it together."
Zhang Heng's apology was meticulous and not disrespectful at all.
Li Baiyi saw that the other party really didn't mean to look down on him, so he frowned and didn't ask any more questions. He just poured himself a glass of water, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing Li Baiyi drink all the water in the cup, Zhang Heng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to stop him, but after thinking for a moment, he remained silent and waited patiently.
After a while, the familiar strong wind roared again, accompanied by Xian Yuqi's rough laughter.
"Laughing at your ringgit..."
Hearing this burst of laughter, Li Baiyi muttered angrily, placed the porcelain cup in his hand heavily on the bluestone table, and turned his face towards the cave.
Judging from this performance, it turned out that Yu Xianyu Qi was still angry and didn't want to look at him.
However, the old man in black didn't care about this. He just put a jar of wine on the table and couldn't wait to remove the sealing cloth on it.
The thick aroma emerged from the mouth of the altar, and Zhang Heng, who was worried, couldn't help but light up.
"This is such a good wine..."
Seemingly forgetting that he still had a mission, Zhang Heng approached the mouth of the jar with great interest, stretched his neck, and took another deep sip.
The moment the aroma of wine filled his nose, the young man even felt a hint of drunkenness.
"Hahahaha, little friend, you really know the goods. This is the cereal wine from 80 years ago. It's a pity that one jar is missing."
As he said this, Xian Yuqi took out three pottery bowls from somewhere and placed them on the table one by one. He lifted the wine jar with one hand and prepared to pour wine into the bowls.
But before the wine overflowed the jar, the old man in black seemed to have thought of something. He curled up the corner of his downturned mouth and put his free left hand on the jar.
This is not because Xianyu Qi cannot lift the wine jar with one hand. You must know that he is a descendant of the [Horizontal] sect who can withstand a trident attack head-on. Even if the wine jar is ten times heavier, it can still be easily lifted by him.
The main reason why I pour wine with both hands is because I am afraid of spilling the wine in the jar on the table...
