The crooked and torn robe, the big holes and the small eyes,
It's quite fashionable. I picked up a few pieces of cloth somewhere and tied them to my hair. They swayed in the breeze. The shoes were in good condition and not damaged.
His two eyes are sparkling and bright, and his eyes tell you that he is an outsider. You didn’t see that he was carrying a weapon.
Take a closer look at the soft vine sword wrapped around your waist. Not many people can control this weapon. If you don't practice the soft vine sword well, you can kill yourself.
Before Ziyun Shangren could speak, the other party spoke first, "Hey, I said, your swordsmanship is very good.
It's a pity that you can't slay demons in the deep mountains and strongholds. Otherwise, you can teach me the swordsmanship.
After I learned it, I went down the mountain to establish a gate, announced the list of apprentices, promoted the swordsmanship, and killed all the martial arts sects that refused to admit defeat.
I might even become the overlord of the martial arts world. When Ziyun Shangren heard that this man was a lunatic, he made rude remarks.
I still want to learn swordsmanship to deceive people, blurt out of anger, I am ah, shouting the lunatic there,
I don’t know how high-minded you are, if I don’t educate you properly, you will just sweep your legs, and then you will receive an air palm.
Ziyun Shangren's palm and leg skills didn't even touch the opponent. The old man in ragged clothes flashed faster than a laser.
The person has already left the ground and is flying into the air, as if he has wings. He can move freely in the air without falling down.
Master Ziyun knew this kind of skill and launched another attack. The old man in ragged clothes also used his palm to fight back. If he didn't attack again, he would definitely die.
The two fought for a hundred rounds without a winner. Both sides gave a thumbs up in their hearts, admiring that their opponent was definitely a martial arts master.
Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved. The competition between masters is a kind of enjoyment. The old man in ragged clothes jumped into the fish tank and shouted, stop, stop, stop,
Ziyun Shangren also took the opportunity to take a breather. The old man in ragged clothes drew out his soft vine sword and stabbed her throat. Ziyun Shangren didn't care.
Drawing out the Star Sword, the two weapons were fighting together. The old man in ragged clothes used the unique trick of the soft vine sword, and the snake-shaped winding sword technique.
Seeing the sword coming straight, the moves of the soft vine sword change too quickly, and its elasticity and toughness are excellent. It can be bent at any time.
The opponent couldn't dodge, so he split it in two from the waist. The old man in ragged clothes used his soft vine sword skills as fast as flowing clouds and as fast as lightning.
That is to say, Ziyun Shangren can still fight, but other so-called martial arts masters will have to die in that world in ten rounds at most.
Ziyun Shangren also knows that the soft vine sword is powerful, so he must be careful at all times. Of course, his Tianxing sword is not a vegetarian either.
The martial arts started with lightning speed, and the two fought for three hundred rounds with no winner or loser. The old man in ragged clothes sheathed his sword and shouted stop, stop, stop.
I went to eat first when I was hungry, and said goodbye to fight another day. After saying that, I disappeared where I was, and it was interesting to come and go without a trace.
Ziyun Shangren didn't know who the other party was. He was really tired after fighting for a long time, so he paddled his boat to the center of the river.
I caught a lot of small seafood and prepared some vegetables. I set up a stone pot and lit the flint in the garden sky attic.
Soon the hot pot will be steaming and ready to eat. Add some wild peppers grown by yourself. The cool breeze blows and it tastes great.
In Bajiaotai, Ziyun Shangren also created his own set of dishes. The ingredients are all sourced from his own fields in the mountains and dense forests, ensuring that they are pure and natural.
No pollution, no additives and pesticides, no adulteration, no shoddy goods, no hoarding similar to profiteers.
For example, you play with beans, you are ruthless with garlic, Jiang Yijun, false propaganda drives up prices, etc.! It’s harvest season,
The people of Ziyun Shang would transport excess seafood, vegetables, rice and noodles to the city at the foot of the mountain and give them to the working people.
The old man in ragged clothes had not appeared for several days. Master Ziyun had already been prepared. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
Could it be that the old man was scared away? No, his martial arts is also very difficult to deal with. One afternoon, Master Ziyun,
When I was practicing swordplay in the hanging pavilion on the Octagonal Terrace, an old man in ragged clothes came. This time he sat on the top of a tree and watched for a long time.
He took down a few wild fruits and hit Ziyun Shangren's temple like a pinball. Ziyun Shangren quickly hit him back on the spot with two fingers.
The old man in ragged clothes really didn't expect that she would make such a move. He couldn't dodge in time, lost his footing and slipped into the gap between the branches of a big tree.
Ouch, there was a cut on the leg. This was definitely an accident. The worldly expert was indeed a little embarrassed.
Pointing at Ziyun Shangren and shouting, how dare he use a concealed weapon to hurt people, what a villain is doing, bah, when Ziyun Shangren heard this,
Oops, this guy is so stupid, watch me educate you, pull out the Star Sword and fight together,
Half a year later, they met again. Both of them had greatly improved their skills. Master Ziyun secretly took a look at the old man in ragged clothes.
His appearance is not impressive, but his skills are unpredictable. It is impossible to tell which sect he belongs to. When the two of them fight, no one can touch the other.
Ziyun Shangren flew to the middle of the pond and shouted on the petals, "Do you dare to tell me your name before fighting?"
The old man in ragged clothes looked at Ziyun Shangren, shook his head and said, I am an ordinary passerby, not worth mentioning. Seeing that you have no intention of fighting and saying goodbye,
Master Ziyun is so angry that he flies up with a sword. You can come here whenever you want and leave whenever you want. It's easier said than done. I will take your life today.
The old man in ragged clothes was also very angry. When he saw the Star Sword split open, he dodged and used his soft vine sword to fight back. The fight lasted for thirty rounds.
Suddenly the move changed, the handle of the soft vine sword was facing outward, the tip of the sword was held in the hand, and the move became useless. Ziyun Shangren was defeated by this move.
The old man in ragged clothes used soft vine swordsmanship several times faster than his own swordsmanship, and the shadow of the sword could not be seen clearly. The old man in ragged clothes shouted to remind Ziyun Shangren,
He stabbed his head, and before the words reached the soft vine sword handle, he lightly tapped Ziyun Shangren's back. If he wanted to kill her,
With one strong stroke, the sword pierced his chest, and with just such a slight stroke, he knocked Master Ziyun out five or six steps away.
Ziyun Shang was convinced of his defeat, and said rudely, "My skills are not as good as others, and I would like to pass the octagonal platform to you."
After saying goodbye, the old man in ragged clothes stopped her and said, "How can I take over the host? We have no grudges or grudges, we are just comparing notes."
There was no difference between victory and defeat, and they disappeared into the dense forest. The sun rose in the east the next day, and the earth was prosperous.
Ziyun Shangren was playing the piano in the suspended attic when he heard a baby crying at the door of the courtyard. He jumped to the door.
I saw an old man in ragged clothes carrying a large basket with a child of about one year old lying inside. The basket was full of flowers.
Master Ziyun looked confused, and the old man in ragged clothes laughed loudly and said, "I'm not here to compete today. I think your skills are unmatched by anyone in the martial arts world."
I have sent you a successor. After saying this, I didn’t even wait for Mr. Ziyun to invite me in. I carried a big basket and strode to the main living room.
I grumbled that my mouth was dry, so I picked up the teapot and drank it in one go.
Ziyun Shangren followed and watched what happened. The old man in ragged clothes said, "You're welcome, please sit down. You really treat yourself as the master."
The child kept crying, and the two of them hurriedly found pure milk to feed, and read the latest chapters of "Wuwu Jianghu Zhaowu" for free as soon as possible.
