Lu Sheng's figure was as nimble as an ape's. He flew between the treetops, and finally stopped, one foot standing still on the top of the tree.
There was also a man standing opposite, an old man with a wooden hairpin tying up his gray hair.
This man's temples are bulging, his eyes are bright, and he is wearing a blue robe.
He is thin and has an iron knife made of silver coins hanging from his waist. He looks simple and rough.
Perhaps knowing that Lu Sheng had sensed him, the old man laughed:
"Your Excellency has great qinggong skills. May I ask who you are? Do you have a sect or mentor?"
Shaking his head, Lu Sheng sensed that this person was quite strong. He became interested and responded:
"The rules of the world are such that no junior would ask a question to a senior."
As soon as he finished speaking, his slender fingers pulled back, and a sharp long knife appeared in his hand. His arm dropped, the blade trembled slightly, and a faint white energy rubbed in the air.
The sharp sound of the sword sounded, and a domineering sword light slashed towards the old man.
The sword was powerful, but before it could cut through, the woods near the old man made a roaring noise. Fortunately, the strong Qi in his body flowed, stabilizing the branches under his feet.
The Taoist robe was puffed up with great energy, and the old man glanced at the young man solemnly.
He thought that this person just had better Qinggong and talent, but he didn't expect that this person was so powerful!
With such strength at such a young age, the younger generation in the Wei Kingdom does not have such talented juniors.
The old man's eyes were serious. Now he not only wanted to see if this boy was a warrior from the Wei Kingdom, but also wanted to fight him.
Without thinking any more, the young man's sword energy had already struck him. Before he could hit him, several scratches appeared on the old man's old face, and even the robe he was wearing became tattered.
He quickly took out the silver knife from his waist and swiped it with all his strength. The bright silver knife light shattered as soon as it touched the frost light.
Spreading his arms, the old man leaned back, performed Qing Kung Fu, and waved the arm holding the long knife like a shadow.
The true energy in the Dantian was vented crazily, and the secret sword skills that he had studied all his life were displayed one after another.
After half of his energy was consumed, he saw the thrilling frost-colored sword light dim and broken.
He landed on the ground very quickly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His eyes were full of shock. Master of the extreme realm!
How can it be!
After careful consideration, the old man was very sure that it was definitely a true martial arts skill. Otherwise, how could he be unable to fight back with his peak sixth-step innate strength?
This realm that has been dusty for three hundred years has reappeared today!
He didn't know whether to be happy or regretful.
Golden leaves floated on the ground, and Lu Sheng's white clothes fell to the ground like snow. There was a smile on his lips, and although his eyes were wrapped with gauze, he kept looking towards the old man.
The old man's back was straight, and his clothes were in tatters, as if they were blooming. His eyes flashed, his face was slightly rosy, and he cupped his fists and said:
"Thank you for your guidance, senior. Junior Xue Tiande is from Zhuozhou."
"Junior has good strength. You can be proud of yourself if you can take my sword."
Nodding gently, Lu Sheng looked calm.
These words were sincere. What he just used was the second style of the Seven Killing Sword. The sword style was so strong that he could kill any master like Grandmaster She at will.
If Xue Tiande can take over, it means that this person is not far from the extreme realm.
Hearing this, Xue Tiande also believed that no one in the martial arts world could resist the sword strike just now.
To be praised by a master in the extreme realm, I am afraid that none of his masters and ancestors have this blessing.
Finding that this senior was easy-going, he asked tentatively:
"Senior, is he from another country?"
"Have you forgotten what I just said?"
Lu Sheng said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Xue Tiande felt bitter in his heart. He felt a sense of disparity. After decades of traveling in the world, his legends were spread all over the world. His status in the martial arts world was noble.
Now being scolded by a boy, he couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming.
But the reality was right in front of him. The wounds on his face and the tattered clothes told him that as a legend, he had come to an end.
With his straight waist slightly bent, Xue Tiande smiled helplessly and said respectfully:
"Senior, this junior just offended me."
Waving his hand, Lu Sheng smiled and said:
"Shicai, I think the sword technique you used is a bit interesting. I wonder if you can let me have a look."
Xue Tiande laughed loudly, took out a thin gold book from his arms, and handed it to Lu Sheng without hesitation.
"Senior's martial arts skills are unparalleled. It's our first time meeting this junior, so I don't have anything to give as a gift. Since senior likes this broken technique, let's take it away."
Lu Sheng was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this old man to be so decisive.
After accepting the golden book, Lu Sheng smiled and said:
"I am a martial artist who has been cultivating in seclusion. This time I came out of seclusion to collect some medicinal materials from Hengjue Cliff."
Glancing at the senior's eyes, Xue Tiande suddenly understood and understood the meaning of the words. He smiled cheerfully:
"This junior will take care of you."
"Brother Tiande, my surname is Lu. There is no need to be polite between you and me. Just treat each other as equals."
With a slight smile on his lips, Lu Sheng said softly.
Hearing this, Xue Tiande was a little confused. He quickly realized what he was saying, solemnly clasped his fists and said:
"Hello, Brother Lu."
"Um."
Nodding, Lu Sheng returned the greeting.
The two laughed loudly and walked across a hundred acres of woodland together using Qinggong.
The city gate of Lin County was wide open, and groups of soldiers stood under the city wall. They were wearing armor, holding spears, and had sharp eyes, checking back and forth for passing warriors.
The people coming and going were smartly dressed and holding various weapons, or they were alone.
Either they were wanderers in twos and threes, or people from sects and martial arts schools wearing uniforms.
These people need to provide tokens and identity credentials if they want to enter.
After checking a group of warriors, the leading soldier raised his head and immediately knelt down.
"Welcome Grandmaster Xue!"
The nearby soldiers also knelt down quickly and echoed.
"Welcome Grandmaster Xue!!!"
With a smart smile, Xue Tiande and Lu Sheng jumped onto the city wall together.
Watching the two people leave, the soldier on the side patted his hard helmet and said strangely:
"Who is the grandmaster next to Grandmaster Xue?"
"Hey, have you noticed why Grandmaster Xue's Taoist robe has become tattered? This morning, I remember it was not tattered yet."
One soldier had a different observation point, and his tone was very doubtful.
Bang bang!
He stretched out his two big hands and patted the helmets of the two soldiers. The leading soldier scolded them:
"No matter who it is, we can't afford to offend him! We can't talk about people like Grandmaster Xue behind his back! Go over and check for the token. Don't let suspicious people enter the county."
The nearby soldiers dispersed and stood guard at the city gate, checking for passing warriors.
At this time, a dozen carriages hurriedly passed by in the distance, each carriage had a flag embroidered with a white crane pattern.
The wheels rolled and kicked up puffs of smoke.
When driving to the gate of the city, a soldier stupidly walked over with a sign in his hand, trying to stop the carriage.
"Are you stupid? This is the convoy of Baihe Martial Arts Academy. Come back quickly. If you don't want to live, I still want to live!"
Quickly pulling his colleagues back, the captain breathed a sigh of relief and kicked the man.
The driver drove into the city gate with a proud look on his face, and the convoy followed closely behind.
When the last carriage arrived, the curtain was opened by a hand. A young man glanced at the earthen wall outside and frowned.
