The old man tapped the table gently, and after a moment of silence, he looked up at Chen Feifan and said, "You lack murderous aura and are not decisive enough in your attacks. If your heart is not right, your sword will not be right."
Chen Feifan disagreed with these words. It was just a competition. He did not use his full strength. If it was really a matter of life and death, it was hard to say who would lose and who would win. How could he still have the life to sit here and give random advice.
Seeing him lowering his head and saying nothing, the old man thought he had gained some insights. He nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Since you are not from Fantian Valley, your Wuxin knife technique will always be useless. This Fierce Sun Knife can only be used by Shan Mocheng." When I had it in my hand, there was a set of Lieyang Sword Techniques. Since you have nothing to do with Shan Mocheng, then this set of Lieyang Sword Techniques has been lost."
Unexpectedly, this Fierce Sun Sword originally had a set of Fierce Sun Sword Techniques, which reminded Chen Feifan of Shan Kuo. But in a blink of an eye, he thought, since this sword was passed down from his ancestors, then the Fierce Sun Sword Techniques should also be from the ancestors. It has been passed down from generation to generation that Shan Kuo is a scholar and does not like martial arts. If this is the case, I am afraid that the sword skills have been lost. Thinking of this, Chen Feifan inevitably feels a little pity.
The old man did not pay attention to Chen Feifan's expression at this moment, but thought to himself: "I will teach you a set of sword techniques. Although it is not as domineering as the Lieyang sword technique, it is not bad at all. Boy, I wonder if you are interested?"
When Chen Feifan heard this, he was overjoyed. Of course, he was very happy to have someone teach him swordsmanship. He quickly stood up, cupped his fists, and bowed, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness."
"There is no need to say more polite words." The old man waved his hand and said, "This sword technique I have is called the Wind-Destroying Sword Technique. If you are talented enough, half a month will be more than enough."
Seeing the joy on the other person's face, the old man nodded and continued: "I will teach you a set of basic skills. It does not require any internal skills and mental methods. You should also have some experience of your handed down sword skills. They are already upper-level internal skills and mental methods. . This set of basic skills was developed by me by combining multiple sets of boxing techniques to make up for the weaknesses. It is called the Eighteen-way Unknown Boxing."
Unexpectedly, this meeting taught him Kung Fu. Chen Feifan was excited and at a loss. After all, he had no connection with the old man in front of him. He didn't know how to repay the old man for being so loving.
"You handed Zuotian's letter into my hands, does that mean that the Dark Wind Alliance can now dominate the world?" The old man suddenly asked.
Chen Feifan didn't know what the meaning of these words was, but he still nodded and replied honestly: "Indeed, the righteous way is no longer what it used to be. The Zhengtian Gang and the Hongyan Sect have both been wiped out one after another."
"What?!" The old man was slightly surprised, looked at Chen Feifan and said, "Boy, what is going on? Tell me in detail."
It seems that although the old man in front of him has a high level of cultivation, he has not heard about the affairs of the world all year round. Chen Feifan took a sip of water from the cup, moistened his throat, and then started talking about how everyone went to the Foundry Villa to find the World Sword, and then talked about Qian Batian's rebellion, the true and false leader of the Zhengtian Gang, and the destruction of the Hongyan Clan. Until he goes to Heishui Mountain to save people.
While Chen Feifan was talking, the old man asked questions. The two of them spent the afternoon asking and answering questions. Seeing that it was getting dark, Chen Feifan stood up and looked outside.
The old man seemed to have anticipated Chen Feifan's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, that girl is very smart. I'm afraid she has already arrived in the ghost town, and she will be fine."
Now that Ling Yani was safe and sound, Chen Feifan thought about his own safety again and hurriedly asked: "Senior, where is this place..."
"Don't worry. I'm alive and well." The old man replied calmly, "As long as you are in the house, there will be no danger."
Chen Feifan was convinced and asked again: "I wonder if senior knows about the black energy around here?"
The old man shook his head and said: "Who knows what happened hundreds of years ago? What is passed down is also true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish."
"Why did the senior come here? Isn't Jingtian City bad?" Chen Feifan expressed the question in his heart.
The old man sighed and replied: "I came here just to accompany an old friend. Life and death are unpredictable in this world. I didn't expect that girl Du Mengyue would die earlier than me."
"Senior, do you know Master Du?" Chen Feifan never expected that the old man in front of him who had no knowledge of the world would actually know so many people in the world.
"When I met her back then, she was not the head of the Hongyan Sect. I didn't expect that after we said goodbye, we would never see her again." The old man said with a look of regret.
Chen Feifan was still stunned by what the old man said. Unexpectedly, the latter once again said something that shocked him: "It seems that I have stayed here long enough. Now that Zuotian is gone, I It’s time to go out and see the world again. Boy, if you encounter any trouble in the future, come to me in Mingjingguan."
"Ming Jing Guan?" Chen Feifan did not expect that the old man in front of him seemed to have some connection with Ming Jing Guan.
The old man laughed, stood up and looked outside, then turned back to Chen Feifan and said, "It's getting late. I'll talk to you again after dinner."
The dinner was relatively light, with the old man cooking alone, two dishes and one soup. Chen Feifan was not born into a wealthy family, so he was naturally used to eating such simple meals. After the meal, after clearing the dishes, the old man made a pot of tea, lit a lamp, and then motioned for Chen Feifan to sit down at the table again, obviously he was about to start talking.
Before the old man spoke, he filled the teacups in front of himself and Chen Feifan each with a cup of tea, and then said slowly: "Although this tea is not good tea, it is not much. I usually drink it, but I will make an exception tonight." Once. Come, let’s taste it first.”
Chen Feifan picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. Although he didn't know how to taste tea, he didn't find it unpleasant to drink. When he entered the mouth, a faint aroma of tea lingered between his mouth and nose, and then slowly receded.
The old man took a sip of tea and asked: "In Ming Jing Guan, who is the leader now?"
Although Chen Feifan was full of doubts, he still replied truthfully: "Taoist Master Kong Ping."
"Senior Brother Seventh." The old man chuckled, "It seems that it is indeed time for me to go back."
Unexpectedly, the old man called Taoist Master Kongping as his seventh senior brother. Chen Feifan was not a fool, and he had already understood the identity of the other party: "It turns out that the senior is a person from Mingjing Guanzhong."
"Hmph. That happened a long time ago." The old man said disapprovingly, "If the Dark Wind Alliance hadn't done something so bad, I wouldn't have returned to the Ming Dynasty to watch."
Hearing what the old man said, Chen Feifan felt a little excited. His original worries about the situation were all gone. He clenched his fists and said: "Evil has never suppressed good since ancient times. Although the Zhengtian Gang and Hongyan Sect suffered misfortunes, I believe that Jianghu Benevolence and righteousness are still there.”
"Renyi. Humph." The old man said disdainfully, "Boy, let me tell you why I left Ming Jing Guan in the first place."
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