The honest monk knew how powerful he was, so he didn't dare to take a hard hit, so he could only dodge. However, Ye Gucheng's punches were as fast as punches, and the "shadow-following legs" under his feet also came up to cause trouble. The honest monk finally couldn't avoid it, so he had to take another hard hit with his palm. Come on, he was ready to vomit blood again.
"snort!"
The honest monk didn't spit out the words. He seemed to have caught Ye Gucheng's punch. This punch was not as strong as the one just now.
But the honest monk was even more desperate. Although he didn't vomit blood, the injury from this punch was more serious than the previous one.
The palm just now was purely violent from the outside. Although he was injured, it was not serious due to his cultivation level, so he had the confidence to receive another punch.
But this punch was completely different from that one. It wasn't my wife's extremely fierce palm force. It sounded like a "crack" sound, as if the power of breaking through the air was huge. It was only when I caught it that I realized that when the punch was released, The sound is powerful, and there are seven different forces in one punch, some are fierce, some are feminine, some are strong and soft, some are soft and strong, they may go out horizontally, or send them straight, or they may shrink in, and they are endless, but " "Seven Injury Fist" looks tough, but is actually vicious.
This punch actually had the nature of a plot, and what he was planning to receive forcefully was a fierce force. If he had known earlier that it was Yin energy, he would not have used this method to receive it.
After only a few rounds, the honest monk suffered the most serious internal injury in his life.
Ye Gucheng didn't care what kind of person the honest monk was. Anyone who wanted to kill him was his enemy, and there was nothing he couldn't kill.
Ye Gucheng was merciless, and every move was aimed at killing him with one move.
The honest monk hesitated and shouted: "Help!"
Ye Gucheng said: "No one can save you."
Before he finished speaking, a dark force came silently behind Ye Gucheng.
Just when the force was about to reach him, Ye Gucheng suddenly twisted a few times with strange movements, but he dodged.
Ye Gucheng also gave up on the honest monk and looked back at the attacker, who was a young man holding a sword.
The jet-black mane is not messy at all, and there is not even a wrinkle on the snow-white clothes. The graceful and sculptured face has a cold, conceited and determined expression, and the eyes are as sharp as a knife.
Next to him is a little old man. With this young man, the little old man looks ordinary, but the young man looks noble.
The kindness on the little old man's face faded a lot, revealing a hint of seriousness.
Ye Gucheng said: "Did you ask him to kill me?"
The little old man shook his head and said, "I'm trying you."
Ye Gucheng said: "I don't need others to try."
The little old man said: "I need it."
Ye Gucheng said: "No matter what your purpose is, it is of no use to me. I will not do anything for you."
The little old man pondered for a moment and said: "Then I will try you too. Things are unpredictable. Who knows whether you will agree to me in the future."
Ye Gucheng said: "Other things are unpredictable, but I can reject you now on this matter."
The little old man said: "Don't tell me everything?"
The little old man turned to the honest monk and asked: "Is he Ye Gucheng?"
The honest monk said: "No."
Ye Gucheng also became interested and wanted to know what the honest monk had planned.
The little old man said: "Then why are you called 'Ye Gucheng'?"
The honest monk said: "They look very similar at first glance."
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The little old man asked: "Have you seen Ye Gucheng?"
The Honest Monk said: "Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were fighting at the top of the Forbidden City. Monk was there and saw it from a distance."
The little old man said, "Can you tell if you can see it from a distance?"
The honest monk said: "I saw it accurately, that's why I thought he was Ye Gucheng."
The little old man asked: "Then why did you say 'no' again?"
The honest monk said: "He doesn't have a sword."
The little old man frowned. He didn't recognize people by their appearance, but by what they were holding in their hands. What's the point?
The little old man asked: "If you don't hold a sword, you are not Ye Gucheng?"
The honest monk thought for a while and said: "No, Ye Gucheng
When he was not holding the sword, when Mu Zhenren was canonized by the emperor, Ye Gucheng untied the sword and went to Wudang Mountain. "
The little old man asked: "Then what's the difference between them?"
The Honest Monk said: "Although Ye Gucheng didn't hold a sword at that time, he was a sword in his own right. But this man's boxing and kicking skills were surprisingly high and unheard of. This cannot be practiced by a man who is addicted to swords."
Ye Gucheng also suddenly realized that this was the problem.
It is true that people in the world cannot recognize someone by their appearance. After all, they can disguise themselves, but their martial arts cannot be completely hidden, especially very high martial arts.
The martial arts Ye Gucheng used at this time had never been seen before in the world, which increased his mysterious aura and became his best cover.
The little old man squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Gucheng for a while, then asked with a smile: "Who are you?"
Ye Gucheng looked surprised and said, "I thought you wouldn't care?"
The little old man said: "I really don't care, but your origin is too mysterious, you shouldn't be an unknown person."
Ye Gucheng asked: "Are you famous?"
The little old man suddenly showed a very understanding look and said, "That's true. If I want to become famous, I can do it when I am fifteen. It seems that we are all smart people."
The little old man classified Ye Gucheng as one of the same kind. He also had amazing skills, but chose to be unknown.
The young man suddenly threw the sword in his hand to Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng caught it subconsciously, not knowing why.
The young man asked the honest monk: "Does he look like Ye Gucheng now?"
The honest monk nodded and said, "It's a bit similar."
The young man asked: "What else is missing?"
The Honest Monk said: "Sword Qi, Ye Gucheng's whole person is like a sword out of its sheath. He doesn't have it. Instead, he is more like a scabbard."
The young man nodded.
The young man and the little old man looked at each other, and the little old man said: "You can rest, don't worry, no one will bother you again."
The honest monk asked, "What about me?"
The young man said: "You don't have to die."
The honest monk turned around and left, and so did the little old man and the young man.
The next day the little old man became enthusiastic about Ye Gucheng again.
The little old man asked: "Sir, what do you think of my island?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Very good."
"Good?"
This evaluation is too simple. At the very least, it should be said to be a "paradise".
The little old man asked: "Sir, don't you seem curious about this place?"
Ye Gucheng nodded and said, "Yes."
The little old man asked: "Why?"
Ye Gucheng said: "There is no why, I am not curious about anything. Whether it is good or bad here has nothing to do with me."
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The little old man's eyes lit up and he asked, "What if it's relevant?"
Ye Gucheng wondered: "What does it have to do with me?"
The little old man said: "For example, becoming the master of this place."
Ye Gucheng said: "How could I become the master of this place?"
The little old man said: "I am getting old. It is not easy to find a suitable successor. I don't want to miss it."
Ye Gucheng said: "You have so many talents here, why can't I, an outsider, get my turn?"
The little old man said: "They are all transformed from outsiders, but they are not suitable."
Ye Gucheng asked: "Why is it inappropriate?"
The little old man said: "First of all, my martial arts skills are not good. Before I met you, it was not obvious. After meeting you, my martial arts skills are too low."
Ye Gucheng said: "Thank you for the compliment, is there anything else?"
The little old man said: "Although the people here are unknown, they are not willing to be unknown. The only person I have seen who is willing to be unknown, except me, is you."
Ye Gucheng asked: "What's wrong with a good name?"
The little old man said: "A good name is not suitable for our industry."
Ye Gucheng asked: "Where is that young man?"
The little old man was stunned: "Why don't you ask us where we are?"
Ye Gucheng said: "It doesn't matter which profession, I can't be in this profession. If you are afraid of being famous, it must not be a good job."
The little old man said: "Good advice! But the profits are huge."
Ye Gucheng said: "No matter how much money you have, you still have to spend your life. I don't need to earn money for my life."
The little old man rolled his eyes and said, "The young man you are talking about is Lao Jiu. He has other things and is not suitable to be in charge of this island."
Ye Gucheng said "Oh" and stopped talking.
The little old man was a little helpless. He had no reputation, was not greedy for money, and had no curiosity. He was a hedgehog and had no way of talking.
The little old man said: "Then what do you like?"
Ye Gucheng said: "You can give me whatever I like?"
The little old man said: "Of course, as long as you can pay the value, you can get the corresponding reward."
Ye Gucheng thought for a while and said, "I don't like anything, so I don't have to pay anything."
The little old man frowned, feeling that Ye Gucheng was trying to make excuses, and said: "Fame, fame and fortune, fame can bring benefits, but it can also bring disasters. But benefits are real. There are many things that don't require fame. As long as they are beneficial, they are You can get it. Eat the best meat, drink the best wine, and enjoy the best women. These are all instincts. Don’t you like it?”
Ye Gucheng said: "I like it, but I can get it myself, I don't need you to give it to me."
The little old man said: "But there is no limit to these desires. Of course, the more, the better."
Ye Gucheng asked: "You like these too?"
The little old man said: "I like power, I like all people and all things to be under my control."
Ye Gucheng said: "Then you should become the emperor."
The little old man said: "Here, I am the emperor. If you agree to join, you will be the next emperor."
Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I don't like worrying about others."
The little old man said: "It's not difficult to get good wine and delicious food, but beauties are all unique, aren't you interested?"
Ye Gucheng asked: "Who are you talking about? The girl who came to me to borrow money?"
The little old man said, "Is she bad?"
Ye Gucheng said: "It's not that it's bad, it's that I don't like it."
The little old man said: "There is no one on this island who is not obsessed with her."
Ye Gucheng asked: "Including that young man?"
The little old man said: "Of course, there are not many things on this island worthy of his liking."
Ye Gucheng said: "Then you still want to give me the woman he likes?"
The little old man said, "This is what I mean by value. You are worth this price."
Ye Gucheng said: "It's a pity that I don't like it."
1980s
