Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 494 I Could Have Stealed It

Zhu Yun, holding the Dragon Sparrow Sword, was born with supernatural power, and his swordsmanship was even better than Gu Hengbo's. He was lying in the ruins.

No one expected this scene to happen.

They originally thought that this young man could not take on Zhu Yun's sword, or they had a vague guess in their hearts that although this young man was extremely talented, he could only exchange a few moves with Zhu Yun at most.

But unexpectedly, after a burst of strong light, Zhu Yun fell into a coma.

The young man in blue moved very quickly, his body movements as light as the wind.

He came to Zhu Yun and sniffed his breath, then shouted, "He's still alive!"

As he finished speaking, he took out a pill and put it into Zhu Yun's mouth.

Zhu Yun then coughed up blood and came to his senses.

However, his eyes were extremely blank and his face was as pale as gold paper. If it were someone else, he would probably be dead.

Zhu Yun nodded at the young man.
If the young man had not reacted quickly and fed him a pill in time, he would probably have lost his life by now.

He wanted to say something, but suddenly coughed up blood again. He stared at Chen Wang with horror in his heart.
So domineering and angry!

The woman on the hillside and this generation's young swordsman Wu Ying were equally stunned and somewhat unable to believe it.

Wu Ying said, "Aunt, could my father and grandfather beat Zhu Yun like this?"

The woman took a deep breath and shook her head: "Your grandfather can also defeat him, but being so domineering and overwhelming is not what your grandfather is good at."

Wu Ying swallowed his saliva.
“Is this young man so powerful?”

The woman remained silent, obviously she was also shocked by Chen Wang's domineering energy.

At this time, the Sword-Asking Pavilion also collapsed, and everyone looked at each other in horror.

Chen Wang looked at the young man in blue and said with a smile, "How about it? How many more rounds do we have to fight before we can climb the mountain?"

The young man in blue was stunned for a moment. It's not that there is no one in the Wu family who is better than Zhu Yun, but no one could defeat Zhu Yun so easily.

There seems to be no need to arrange any more competitions.

He came to Chen Wang, bowed respectfully, and said politely: "Mr. Chen, please follow me. I will go with you to inform you. I can no longer make the decision on this matter."

Chen Wang glanced at the young man in blue.
Could it be that this young man could still make the decision?
Then Chen Wang and Ming He left with the young man.

Gu Hengbo and the sword slave next to him helped Zhu Yun up.

Zhu Yun felt like his whole body was falling apart and his brows were furrowed in pain.

He had strong muscles and abundant internal energy, but he couldn't stand up on his own.

Gu Hengbo smiled bitterly and said, "Is the water in the arena so deep now?"

The taciturn sword slave said, "I went down the mountain and killed a congenital demon half a year ago. Those young people are far inferior to him."

The two looked at each other and said in surprise at the same time: "How come this person is the top of the Xiaowu Review?"

"Have those who are on the martial arts rankings reached this level?"

...............

Chen Wang and his companions followed the young man in blue to a small lake with an island in the middle.

I didn't expect that there was such a place in the Wu family sword tomb.

At this time, a dark-skinned girl came by boat.

The young man turned sideways and said, "Mr. Chen, Miss Ming, please."

The two of them boarded the boat. The dark-skinned girl was surprisingly strong and she pushed the boat towards the small island in the middle of the lake.

After boarding the ship, the girl smiled at Chen Wang, and Chen Wang smiled back at her.
"Brother, you are so handsome."

Chen Wang gave a thumbs up, blinked and said, "You really have good taste."

He felt in his bosom and pulled out a bag of candied fruits.

He was not short of money. Although he had gone through hardships along the way, his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all top-notch. This candied fruit was a rare treasure from Lao Fu Ji.

He handed it to the girl and said with a smile, "Here you go."

The dark-skinned girl took it and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother."

The young man in blue stood aside unmoved, quietly waiting for Chen Wang to finish talking to the girl.

Then Chen Wang and his party got off the boat and walked in.

There is a paulownia tree planted in the courtyard, and there is also a set of stone tables and stone benches, with a chessboard painted on the stone table.

After passing the courtyard, they came to the outer hall. The young man in blue asked them to sit down and then said, "Please wait a moment here. I will go in and inform them."

Chen Wang nodded.

The young man walked into the inner hall. After a while, Ming He said in shock, "Your palm power is so overbearing. That man's sword energy has the power of thunder, but he couldn't even survive a single move from you!"

Chen Wang smiled and said, "Do you think anyone can be like you? How can you last so long under my command?"

Ming He was stunned for a moment, then he saw Chen Wang twisting his two fingers, his face flushed, and he scolded: "I'm talking to you seriously, what are you talking about?"

Chen Wang smiled.

At this time, an old man came out.

The old man was breathing steadily, his clothes were neat and tidy, and his face was full of wrinkles.

Chen Wang looked at it curiously.

The old man served tea to the two of them and then retreated.

Minghe said: "The Wu family sword tomb is indeed extraordinary. The old man serving tea has a long aura. I'm afraid his cultivation is higher than mine."

Chen Wang took a sip of tea. It tasted light and a little bitter, but after drinking it, he felt inexplicably peaceful.

"This old man serving tea should be stronger than the fat man I defeated earlier."

Ming He cried out in amazement: "What? That's impossible!"

The fat man was the strongest master she had ever seen in her life. His sword was as loud as a dragon's roar and thunder.

Although it was not directed at her, she felt a breath of death, as if a stream of sword energy could cut her neck, leaving her with no thought of resisting.

Although this old man's breath is long, he is not more powerful than the fat man.

"How did you know?" Minghe asked.

Judging by a person's physique is limited to the body-building realm.

The level of Tongmai depends on the strength of the true qi.
As for the strength of the innate realm that comes later, it is even more difficult to say. The true qi cultivated by each person is different, the martial arts mastered are different, and the strength they exert is also different.

Minghe was a little surprised why Chen Wang could make the judgment with just one glance.

At this time, she had a new understanding of Chen Wang.
This young man who likes to carry his legs on his shoulders is stronger than he thought.

She looked very interested and curious.

Chen Wang looked confused and said in astonishment: "You really believed it? I was just kidding."

Minghe: “…………”

If she had not been in the Wu family sword tomb, the solemn atmosphere would have influenced her invisibly, making her dare not act rashly.

At this moment, Minghe couldn't help but want to grab the teacup and smash it hard on the head of this enemy!
Minghe turned his head away angrily.

Perhaps she herself did not realize that since she had been in the martial arts world, she had mastered the art of archery, which was extremely powerful when activated by her true energy.
Some people admired her, some hated her, and some were afraid of her, but there had never been such a true expression of love.

Chen Wang held the teacup and said with a smile: "Try this tea. Although it is a bit bitter, the aftertaste is sweet. It is very good."

Minghe turned his head away and ignored him.

Chen Wang smiled and said, "That man's hands were very steady. Did you notice? When he was pouring the tea, his breathing and his steps were all at the same rhythm."

Although Ming He turned his head away, he was still brought back by Chen Wang's words. He said in amazement: "You are very observant. I didn't notice it before."

She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Chen Wang continued, "Masters are like two lights in the dark night. Others may not be able to sense them, but masters can sense them."

Ming He took a deep breath and said in surprise: "Why don't I feel anything?" Chen Wang blinked.
"Maybe because you're not that tall yet."

Minghe blushed and sneered at him.
"You are awesome!"

Ming He was still somewhat shocked: "The masters judge each other by feeling, from the rhythm of their breathing and steps to the fluctuations of their aura."

Minghe has extremely sharp eyesight, and as an archer, her observation skills are also amazing, so Chen Wang’s words are very inspiring to her.

Chen Wang was stunned when he saw Ming He's thoughtful expression: "She wouldn't believe it again, would she? I scanned it with my spiritual sense."

Chen Wang suddenly felt helpless.

I need to find a time to explain things clearly to Minghe. Don't lead Minghe into any wrong way. My analysis just now was purely blind.

The effort of the two of them in talking.

An old man came over. He was tall and strong, with loose white hair. He was wearing a blue cloth shirt that had turned white from being washed so much.

After he came out, he immediately attracted the attention of Chen Wang and Ming He.

The tall old man asked in a deep voice, "Are you the Mr. Chen who climbed the mountain?"

Chen Wang said: "I dare not, I am Chen Wang."

The old man nodded, and Minghe quickly greeted him.

There are too many masters in the Wu family sword tomb, all of them are seniors, and she dare not deal with them carelessly.

The old man nodded slightly.

He looked at Chen Wang and asked, "Why did you come to the Wu family?"

Chen Wang said calmly: "Seek the secret book of the Martial Saint and explore the mysteries of martial arts."

He spoke bluntly, so frankly that Minghe couldn't help but shudder.

It’s not that she was timid. She had been in danger when she was shooting demons with a boxwood bow, but she never retreated.

However, facing this tall old man who was suspected to be the Wu family's martial saint and being in the Wu family's sword tomb that was known in various legends, her nerves were inevitably tense.

The tall old man smiled.

"The world is really different now. Young people are so arrogant and domineering."

Chen Wang looked calm.

The tall old man said calmly: "I am just a dead bone in a tomb, but I have the final say on some matters. The rules of the Wu family cannot be broken. This martial arts secret is the treasure of the Wu family and cannot be passed on lightly."

If it were someone else, they would have been forced back by the old man's sharp gaze and would not dare to look him in the eye.

The energy in his eyes was so strong that it hurt to look into his eyes.

It was really painful to be stabbed.

This was not a deliberate demonstration on his part.

In fact, he was already deliberately restraining his sword energy.

Chen Wang said sincerely: "I am a very polite person, I could have robbed it."

"But I'm willing to change."

Minghe broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

who am I?
where am I?
Should I not have come?
These question marks kept echoing in her mind.

The tall old man was stunned at first, then he laughed so hard that the whole room shook a few times.

Minghe’s eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

It wasn't that the tall old man wanted to hurt anyone, but he laughed so hard that he unconsciously affected the people around him.

Chen Wang quickly supported Minghe.
Minghe's soft and voluptuous body leaned against him, and Chen Wang took the opportunity to put his arms around her waist.

Minghe suddenly felt a gentle force surrounding him, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

Minghe could no longer feel the terrifying sword energy and murderous aura.

Minghe was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at Chen Wang.

At this moment, one can just see Chen Wang's profile, with sharp edges and corners, a firm gaze, and a sense of transcendence.

A strange look flashed in the tall old man's eyes. He looked at Chen Wang and said slowly, "When I was young, my great grandfather said that I was too arrogant and that there was always someone better than me. But I still went down the mountain to travel."

Chen Wang asked: "And then?"

This supporting role is just right.

The people in the Wu family sword tomb are all somewhat cold-tempered.

It's understandable that people who practice swordsmanship are a little cold.

This old man hasn't found such a good supporting actor.

The tall old man smiled and said, "After I came down the mountain...I found out that my great grandfather was referring to me when he said there is always someone better than you."

"In my time, I don't know how many famous predecessors in the martial arts world were defeated by me, but none of my descendants are as arrogant as me. Only Xiao Yingzi has learned a little bit from me."

The old man looked at Chen Wang with burning eyes.
"But now I realize that you are even crazier than I was when I was young!"

This mysterious old man couldn't help but swear.

Chen Wang slapped his thigh and said, "No wonder I feel so close to you when I see you, Senior. Why don't you pass on the Wu family's unique skills to me, and I will carry forward the Wu family's sword tomb."

The tall old man: “…………”

Minghe: “……………………”

She was stunned in Chen Wang's arms, and couldn't help looking at him a few more times, her face flushed.
Isn’t this a bit... shameless?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The tall old man laughed.
The whole house was shaking.

But Minghe felt a little surprised this time, and he lost his voice at this moment in Chen Wang's arms.

It was just seeing an old man looking up and laughing silently.

Not only is it not scary, it’s also kind of… silly?

Minghe was startled and quickly gave up his disrespectful thoughts.

The tall old man said with emotion: "Your Qi is very powerful. I thought you were always masculine, but I didn't expect you to be able to control it freely and combine both hardness and softness."

"It's just... I can't give you this secret book."

Minghe suddenly became a little nervous.

Are we going to start a fight?!

She unconsciously wanted to touch the boxwood hardwood bow.

But if she were asked to take action against the old man from the Wu family, she would still feel a little scared.

This tall old man is full of energy.

I'm afraid it must be the Wu family's martial saint who rarely appears in the world!
Such a person was invincible in the world when he was young.

His current skills are so profound that it is hard to imagine.

However, Chen Wang's next words made the Martial Saint change his expression.

Chen Wang said calmly: "Your heart meridian has been injured. It seems that you must have been tortured for many years. If I can cure your illness, how about exchanging the secret book for it?"

This statement came out.

The tall old man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted, "Who told you? Who are you?"

Even the leader of Dan Sect didn't know about this. Only the old leader Zhao Qingping knew about it.

How did the young man know this?

Chen Wang blinked.

Is this still a secret?
(End of this chapter)