The storyteller talked endlessly and eloquently, and what he was talking about was the battle between Yanming and Baoxiang. The crowd around him was even more fascinated and relished.
It's just that the Yan Ming he described was a bit too exaggerated. Not only was his appearance and stature exaggerated, but his fighting power was also exaggerated. He could beat the evil monk Baoxiang to the ground in two or three moves.
Applause and cheers erupted from time to time.
"ah?"
At this time, Yan Ming, who was standing at the bow of the boat, looked embarrassed. Even Xun Liang and Niu Da next to him couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
This Yan Ming's appearance was completely different from what the other party described, and he couldn't help but find it funny.
"Yan Captou, you don't know. In recent times, you have become the most popular material among these storytellers. I have heard more than a dozen versions of this battle with Bao Xiang." Xun Liang said lightly. Said with a smile.
Niu Da also said honestly beside him: "To be honest, I quite like hearing it."
Several people couldn't help but chuckle.
While talking, the ship has gradually docked.
"We're here, let's go this way."
As porters came and went carrying goods, Xun Liang and Yan Ming walked off the ship.
Soon, we set foot on the ground.
Once on the shore, you can feel the atmosphere and fireworks nearby.
Yan Ming and Xun Liang looked around as they walked.
When I passed by the storyteller's tea stall, it was particularly crowded, with people listening to books nearby.
After telling a plot, someone took advantage of the gap to shout and ask: "Sir, you talked so lively, as if you had experienced it yourself. Have you ever seen that Yan arrest the head?"
The storyteller waved the folding fan in his hand and curled his lips: "Of course, not only have I seen it before, but when I passed by Qixia Town, I also drank and chatted with Captain Yan. There was a majestic man standing next to him... "
Hearing what he said, the people around him couldn't help but look envious.
Especially those young people who have learned some rudimentary boxing and kicking skills and have unrealistic yearning for the world, are full of expectations.
While he was bragging, Yan Ming passed by his eyes without attracting any attention from him.
To be honest, after hearing what the other party said so realistically, Yan Ming would have wanted to throw him a few pieces of silver if he wasn't busy and didn't want to attract other people's attention.
The three of them passed through the tea stall and then passed through several alleys, twisting and turning, and the surrounding area quickly became quiet.
The noisy crowd seemed to be behind them. Yan Ming looked around and they turned into a small alley.
The houses here are low, but the layout is very messy. The alleys are complex and connected to each other. After just a few turns, you can hardly tell the direction.
"Clang scissors."
At this time, a scissors-sharpening craftsman passed by with tools.
Xun Liang stopped him.
"Hello, can you sharpen your kitchen knife?"
"How many times do you want to sharpen it?"
"Three handfuls."
"Is the blade clean?"
"clean."
"It's clean and not polished. Just look for it at the two intersections over there."
After saying that, the master of the scissors continued to leave.
Of course, Yan Ming could tell that Xun Liang was signaling to the other party, but it seemed that Xun Liang had brought him here. It was a bit strange that he didn't know the specific destination and had to contact him separately.
It seems that Sunflower Pie's confidentiality measures are pretty good.
The three of them walked forward and soon passed the intersection of two alleys and saw a shop.
The three of them walked in. A waiter at the counter was taking a nap. When he saw them coming in, he lazily raised his eyelids.
"Choose what you want. If you don't find what you want here, go up to the second floor and have a look."
After that, he continued to take a nap and fish.
Xun Liang took Yan Ming around on the first floor, and then walked upstairs naturally.
A few people had just arrived at the corner where the sight lines were blind both upstairs and downstairs. Suddenly, the wall next to them reacted.
With a slight shake, a small crack opened.
Yan Ming discovered that this turned out to be a secret room.
"Brother Yan, please."
Xun Liang winked at Yan Ming, but did not walk in. Instead, he motioned for Yan Ming to go in, and he and Niu Da continued to walk towards the second floor.
Yan Ming looked inside and walked in without refusing.
As Yan Ming entered, the wooden planks turned slightly and refitted themselves. It looked like an old wall with nothing unusual about it.
Yan Ming walked in alone. Although the surroundings were very dark, there was no obstacle for Yan Ming, who had mastered the Eyesight Technique, and he could see everything around him clearly.
Yan Ming walked through the bare and cramped corridor in a few steps. Someone was already waiting in front of him.
This was also a young man who was dressed simply and looked very mediocre. When he saw Yan Ming arriving, he calmly made an invitation gesture and led the way.
As Yan Ming walked, he looked at everything here curiously. Who would have thought that there was something else going on inside the seemingly old building outside.
It seemed that the shop they entered was just a cover. In fact, the secret compartment was directly connected to another small building next to it, and the internal space was quite large.
He also met several other young people on the road, and Yan Ming guessed that they should all be disciples of the Sunflower Sect.
And the styles are similar, the clothes are very ordinary, the appearance is also very ordinary, the main thing is to be mediocre, and it is difficult to be noticed when blending in the crowd.
It's the same style as Xun Liang and Niu Da.
Combined with the nature of the Sunflower Sect, Yan Ming guessed that this should be the standard for the Sunflower Sect to recruit members.
Thinking about it now, Bai Zhantang is so handsome, he is indeed an exception here.
But despite their ordinary looks, their strength was extraordinary. Yan Ming could tell with keen judgment that the people he met were all at the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm and all had specialized martial arts. They were not weak at all.
Soon, he passed through several rooms and arrived at a door ahead.
The Sunflower Sect disciple pointed to the door in front of Yan Ming.
Although the sound insulation effect here is very good, most people can't hear the sound inside, but Yan Ming, who has keen senses, still heard the splashing sound coming from inside, and couldn't help but be surprised.
Yan Ming was not polite, knocked twice and pushed the door open.
As soon as he came in, the noise inside suddenly increased, making Yan Ming raise an eyebrow.
The disciples of the Sunflower Sect outside were generally reticent, making the atmosphere a bit solemn.
I originally thought it was the same here, but who knew it was exactly the opposite? Those clattering sounds were actually made by playing mahjong.
Looking closely, four elderly people were busy playing mahjong with tiles.
There were several Sunflower Sect disciples running around diligently, bringing tea, water, towels, and a lot of snacks next to them.
Among the four people, one of them was very familiar to Yan Ming, it was Elder Bei whom he had met before.
Hearing the noise, several people raised their heads and glanced at Yan Ming, but then without any surprise, they lowered their heads again and nervously looked at the cards in their hands.
"His grandma's, why is he so bad again!"
One of them muttered.
"Here it comes, come here quickly!"
Elder Bei greeted Yan Ming, but he was very careful about his cards.
As Yan Ming came to their side, these people did not stop playing cards.
It seems that the rumors are true. The four elders are really addicted to cards.
"Are you the head catcher from Qixia Town?"
Except for Elder Bei, the other three people looked at Yan Ming from time to time.
One of the fat old men looked at Yan Ming up and down with the kindest eyes.
He is Elder Dong of the Sunflower Sect. He was once the general counsel of the Six Sects. His best thing is his eyesight.
After watching for a moment, Elder Dong narrowed his eyes and nodded.
"Not bad, this guy meets our requirements."
"Whether the talisman is consistent or not, you will know if you try it?"
The person who answered was Elder Xi, a descendant of the Duan family in Dali.
Before he finished speaking, Elder Xi suddenly pointed back his hand, and the target was Yan Ming.
A sharp and pure internal energy came straight towards Yan Ming, turned into many in the air, and went straight to many key points on Yan Ming's body.
Even though he was protected by the immortal golden body, Yan Ming still felt the threat caused by it. Even before his fingers could reach his body, he already felt a little soreness and numbness.
Yan Ming stood on the spot and did not dodge, but raised his hands to attack with the same amount of zhenqi.
Yan Ming's fingering power is not as sophisticated as his opponent's, but his acupuncture skills are not weaker than his opponent's.
Coupled with the pure Qi condensed from the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, it also contains a bit of the silk-winding power of Tai Chi Kung Fu.
He unexpectedly caught the opponent's finger force accurately, and at the same time, a condensing force dissolved all the force of Yiyang's finger.
Elder Xi was quite surprised. With his fingers flying, he adjusted the angle one after another, but without exception, he was blocked by Yan Ming.
Elder Xi was still playing cards with his other hand. As soon as he played a card called West Wind, he was touched by Elder Bei. He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice and withdrew his hand.
"Boy, the acupuncture technique is so weird, I have never seen it before."
"Is there such a thing?"
Next to him, Elder Nan couldn't hold it any longer and suddenly reached out to grab Yan Ming.
Elder Nan was born in the 36th Chamber of Southern Shaolin. He is very skilled in running thunder and fast skills, and can fish out copper coins from a boiling oil pan.
His move was different from the grace and precision of Elder Xi's Yang Finger, but was full of destructive desire.
Either a fist, a palm, or a claw... heavy shadows directly enveloped Yan Ming.
But to be honest, in terms of skill, Yan Ming has never been afraid of anyone.
Ignoring the incoming phantoms, he suddenly struck out with his claws and went straight towards Elder Nan's outstretched hand.
Yan Ming's hand was like lightning, and at the same time he bent his fingers into claws, directly breaking through the numerous shadows. The oppressive feeling caused by Elder Nan's quick hands suddenly shattered like paper.
The offensive and defensive momentum suddenly changed, and Yan Ming's claw shadow caught up with Elder Nan's wrist.
Elder Nan flew up and down with one hand, and at a speed that was almost difficult to detect with the naked eye, he exchanged dozens of moves with Yan Ming in an instant.
However, Yan Ming's claw power is very strange. It is obviously a fierce dragon claw skill, but it also brings a traction force transformed from yin to yang. In a casual move, his Ben Lei Kuaishou was slightly deformed. .
Elder Nan was so anxious that he knocked over a card.
"Hey, typo..."
"Die in the light of day!"
The three people nearby shouted in unison.
Elder Nan looked angry, but he could only endure it.
Withdrawing his hand, the same Yan Ming attack immediately stopped, and the heavy wind disappeared without a trace.
Although the three elders didn't say it clearly, they already recognized Yan Ming's strength.
"Just wait a moment while we finish this round."
Several elders were playing cards, and soon Elder Bei pushed and shouted: "What a fool!"
The other three people curled their lips, especially Elder Nan and Elder Xi, who had the most unhappy expressions on their faces, as if they had suffered a big loss.
Yan Ming watched from the side and did not dare to speak. He thought to himself that these elders were old and their brands were really bad. Their faces were full of negative emotions.
After the beating, several people stood up reluctantly.
Elder Bei looked at Yan Ming.
"Boy, you should still remember me. I must have told you what I want to do with you. Don't worry, we will arrange everything. You just need to follow the instructions step by step. Nothing will happen. Danger."
Elder Dong answered from the side: "This time, the masters from the six sects are cooperating to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. As long as you can successfully execute this mission, it will be a great achievement. However, you still need to make some preparations in advance."
Having said this, Elder Dong waved his hand to a disciple.
The disciple immediately took the order and left. After a while, he brought some things.
Yan Ming looked around and saw that he was wearing a green jacket and a mask.
Elder Bei motioned for Yan Ming to put it on, and Yan Ming did not refuse. He immediately put on the cyan jacket and then put on the mask.
The black mask covered his face, and even Yan Ming's eyes could not be seen clearly, which added a bit of mystery.
This must be the attire of Phantom Hand Lu Tong.
After Yan Ming put it on, several elders exchanged looks with each other.
Elder Dong said: "The heights are about the same, but the body shapes are a bit different."
With that said, he directed the disciples next to him to adjust Yan Ming's robe again and put something into it.
The Sunflower Faction often does shady things, and they still know some basic disguise techniques and methods of changing body shape.
Soon, Yan Ming's body shape changed under their transformation.
The arms, waist and abdomen were bulging a lot, and the whole person looked stronger and more imposing.
"Well, not bad, not bad!"
Seeing that the effect he was satisfied with was achieved, Elder Dong smiled and nodded.
"This is almost the same as Lu Tong."
Afterwards, the Sunflower Sect disciple handed a knife into Yan Ming's hand.
Elder Dong added from the side: "This is the weapon of the giant pirate Lu Tong. It is made of cold iron. It is also a good sword. If you put on a show and use it in full, no one will be suspicious when you hold this sword."
Yan Ming took the knife.
He had already known before that Lu Tong was also a martial arts cultivator at the Grand Master level who majored in swordsmanship.
The opponent's weapon will definitely not be weak.
Yan Ming was very sensitive to weapons. As soon as he got it in his hand, the knife spirit in his body resonated with the knife.
There was even a hint of chill spreading from above, appearing very clearly in his heart.
A lot of people must have died under this knife!
Yan Ming judged in his heart.
This knife and my own blood knife are completely different styles. Unlike the blood knife which is narrow and thin, the blade of this knife is very broad and thick, and it is quite weighty in the hand, and it can carry stronger infuriating energy than my own. The blood knife imitated by Baoxiang is several levels higher.
"After this mission is completed, this weapon will be given to you. In addition, we will teach you other martial arts secrets."
(End of chapter)
