Chapter 158: The old man who came stepping on the sunshine

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The man was wearing a green shirt and walked through the air like a leisurely stroll.

The weather today is very good, the sun is bright but not dazzling, as if the whole world is filled with this bright sunshine.

Of course, this is a description.

Because sunlight is not a physical object, it can be seen but cannot be touched, so it cannot really fill the world.

But when the man in green came from the air, this sentence was no longer a description.

Because every time he stepped on his black cloth shoes, the sunlight under his feet seemed to really turn into a real thing, condensing into diamond-like crystals. When the man in green shirt stepped on them, his loose robes flew gently in the wind. Come calmly and leisurely.

Is this Ming Jinan?

Shu Guan looked up at the man in green shirt and felt that it was very different from his previous imagination of the other person.

Because Jiang Yun said that Ming Jinan is an old man who is close to two hundred years old and looks like he is sixty or seventy years old.

Combined with what he did to Jiang Yun, an image of an old man with a thin body, a feminine temperament, and mean and fierce eyes appeared in Shu Guan's mind.

However, the man in green shirt walking over now is completely different from that.

He is indeed an old man, but he looks younger than Jiang Yun described. His complexion is fair and shiny, with no wrinkles visible. His appearance is elegant, and his body is filled with a clean and fresh atmosphere like the sun.

The only thing that made people think he was an old man was probably his eyes.

Those are a pair of eyes that are as deep as the stars. From there, you can see the years that are as distant as the stars, and the wisdom accumulated after these years.

This is one of the most extraordinary people Shu Guan has ever seen.

Perhaps the aura of the man in green shirt is not much better than that of Master Li Zhixia, Master Miki, and Chief Su Jieshan, but his free and easy, elegant and elegant style is what Li Zhixia and others see. missing.

If they are practitioners, they are immortals to ordinary people.

So this old man in green shirt is the most immortal-like practitioner Shu Guan has ever seen so far.

The old man in green shirt walked to the sky above the courtyard.

This courtyard is very wide and not blocked by any tall buildings, so it is also filled with sunlight.

But when the old man in green clothes walked up to the courtyard and took a step forward, this time, the crystals that seemed to be condensed by sunlight no longer appeared under his feet.

...No, it actually appeared for a moment, but then disappeared immediately...

Ever since the old man in green shirt appeared, he had been watching his every move closely, observing very carefully, and noticed such a detail.

...The old man in green shirt stepped on the sunshine just now, and he also used some kind of secret Feng Shui technique. It seemed to be much more powerful than Jiang Yun's yin and yang...

...Because it is difficult to activate the power of Feng Shui here, his secret technique is ineffective...

These thoughts quickly flashed through Shu Guan's mind.

Because he would definitely fight against the old man in blue shirt later, and this old man should be the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered, so Shu Guan naturally had to analyze and judge everything about this old man.

The old man in green shirt stepped on the air and fell straight down from the air, but there was no surprise on his face. With a wave of his sleeves, the falling speed suddenly slowed down, and then he stood firmly on the ground. .



The old man in green clothes glanced around, with a look of understanding in his eyes. Then he looked at Jiang Yun, and nodded as if in approval:

"Is this the place you chose? You've made some progress."

"As soon as I noticed your whereabouts, I came over in a hurry, but I didn't take a closer look at the Feng Shui here."

Then the old man in green shirt turned to look at Shu Guan again.

The next moment, he changed from "looking" to "gazing".

After staring at Shu Guan for three or four seconds, he looked away and looked at Jiang Yun again.

"You are fat."

Then he said this.

Jiang Yun was also looking at the old man in green shirt, with a lot of fear in his eyes, and then shouted like a roar:

"Ming Jin'an, even if you kill me, you won't be able to take away the Taoist secret book of Zoumamen!"

At this moment, the old man in green shirt had an extremely strange look in his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Yun as if he were looking at a stranger.

But this look quickly dissipated, his eyes became a little cold, and then he said calmly:

"Leave the secret book and destroy your own cultivation. I can spare your life!"

After hearing this, Shu Guan's eyes narrowed immediately.

To be honest, just now he watched the old man in blue shirt walking in the morning sunshine, calm and elegant, and he didn't look like the kind of scoundrel who would covet other people's orthodox inheritance, or even be willing to snatch it away.

But at this moment, listening to what Ming Jin'an said, Shu Guan could only lament that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

But at this moment, Jiang Yun suddenly took action.

I saw him making a Taoist formula with both hands, pointing his finger at Ming Jinan, and drinking.

"Golden Lock Jade Pass!"

The dust in the courtyard, as well as the dead weeds and leaves on the ground, all rustled at the sound, flew up, and formed a long snake-like rope in the air, winding towards the old man in green clothes.

The power of Feng Shui in this house has been locked by the mountains of the Turtle and Snake Mountains. However, this does not mean that Feng Shui masters cannot cast spells here at all. They can still induce some Feng Shui power, but the effect of the spells is limited. It will just weaken a lot.

Seeing the rope that was stirred by the power of Feng Shui and mixed with dust, dead leaves, and weeds being tied to his body, Ming Jinan's eyes became colder, and all he could see was his mouth. He moved slightly, as if he was reciting some Taoist incantation, and then when the rope was about one meter away from his body, it suddenly became smoother.

Then, the rope suddenly turned around.

Ming Jin'an chanted a spell, and actually deprived Jiang Yun of his control over the rope formed by the power of Feng Shui.

If the rope formed by the power of Feng Shui was originally shaped like a long snake, at this moment, it seemed to have really come to life, becoming extremely agile and flying in front of Jiang Yuan like lightning.

Jiang Yun seemed unable to resist at all, and was hit hard in the chest by the feng shui rope like a spiritual snake.

The big fat man spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled backwards like a gourd, directly smashing the wooden door of a house behind him. Unable to stop himself, he rolled into the house.

Ming Jinan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

I don't know if it was because of the terrain here that the power of his spells was greatly weakened, so that he was unable to kill Jiang Yun with one blow.

Then he moved his fingers slightly, and the long snake formed by the power of Feng Shui flexibly turned in the air and continued to rush straight towards the door of the house.

Shu Guan's figure appeared in front of the broken wooden door.

He didn't know why Jiang Yun suddenly acted in such a hurry, but it was too late to think about anything at this time. He could only help Jiang Yun block Ming Jin'an's attack first.

Looking at Jiang Yun's appearance just now, he couldn't resist the second attack of this feng shui snake that had a life of its own.

The reckless energy in Shu Guan's body suddenly burst out, and he punched the oncoming Feng Shui snake.

Just listen to a loud "bang" sound.

The Feng Shui snake exploded and spread out under Shu Guan's fist.

The sky was full of dust, dead leaves, and weeds, blown everywhere by the strong wind.

Most of them flew away upside down. Every dust, every dead leaf, and every weed contained the power of Shuguan's Nine-turn Pure Yang Kung, just like bullets, each sharp one. Rushing towards Ming Jinan like an arrow.

Shu Guan's punch was not only to relieve Jiang Yun from danger, but also to attack the enemy.

A look of surprise appeared on Ming Jinan's face, then he smiled slightly, raised his hands and drew a circle in the air.

"Calm down."

With his clear drink, under the ground around his body, masses of invisible energy surged up that were difficult to see with the naked eye, but could be clearly felt by a practitioner like Shu Guan.

That feeling is not the same as Reiki.

Maybe this is the energy of Feng Shui's earth veins!

The energy of those earth veins surrounded Ming Jinan's body, flowing slowly like water.

The dust, dead leaves, and weeds that came from the jet rushed into the "water flow", and then the speed suddenly became smoother.

What happens when a dead leaf floats into a flowing river?

Naturally, it will go with the current, or it will swirl and sink to the bottom of the water.

What Shu Guan saw now was such a scene.

The dust, dead leaves, and weeds destroyed by his 10% fist power gradually lost their strength in the "water flow", and then either floated behind the old man in green clothes, or fell in front of and at the feet of the old man in green clothes. .

Then Shuguan retracted his fist and looked at Ming Jinan calmly.

Ming Jinan also raised his eyelids and looked towards him, but unlike Shu Guan, Ming Jinan had a look of interest on his face.

"Are you the help he hired?"

"I saw it right just now, you are indeed not an ordinary Qi-entraining period, you actually know how to fight!"

Then Ming Jin'an shook his head again, and the expression in his eyes turned to regret.

"Pity."

He said these three words.

But I don’t know what the old man in blue is regretting.

Shu Guan didn't say anything. He silently took off the cloth bag behind his back, unzipped the rope that tied the mouth of the bag, and took out a huge ox-horn bow and iron arrows.

Then he drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed the arrow at Ming Jin'an.

The punch with 100% of the force just now couldn't hurt Ming Jin'an at all, so he could only use the bow and arrows made by his grandfather.

After firing the giant ox-horn bow to full sixty points, Shu Guan just said a word to Ming Jin'an.