I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 379. 48. Then I'm welcome!

The old man left Qingshui Village with firewood, rice, oil and salt on his back, and walked on the mud road in the countryside.

His home is still some distance away from Qingshui Village, and you have to walk twenty or thirty miles to get there, and his home is also his own family. The wild beasts in the nearby mountains will nuisance him from time to time.

Fortunately, although the Sword God Sword is folded and sharp, although it is no longer possible to compete with the heroes of the world at the sword meeting, it is still possible to deal with the wild beasts in the mountains.

Halfway through, on the road ahead of the old man, suddenly an eleven or two-year-old boy, holding a bamboo sword in his hand, was gesturing to practice the sword in the middle of the road.

It’s nice to be young…

Seeing this young man, the old man couldn’t help feeling a little bit in his heart. He glanced at the young man casually, and then he could no longer move.

“This…this is?”

He originally thought that an eleven or twelve-year-old young man practicing swords was at best practicing some basic swordsmanship that was commonplace and relatively popular, but he did not expect that this young man would use bamboo swords to derive his swordsmanship. , So profound and subtle, made him a little dizzy.

What the old man loves most is this clever swordsmanship. If a stunning beauty wears light clothes and dances in front of him, and then asks a peerless swordsman to perform his swordsmanship in front of the old man at the same time, the old man will definitely go. Watching swordsmen practicing swords.

After all, where can women practice swords for fun?

On the way of swordsmanship, the old man thought that he had reached the top of this world. Even the land gods enshrined in the rivers and lakes and the Great Xia Kingdom, the old man thought himself in the swordsmanship and would not lose to them.

He was only worse in age and cultivation level. In fact, after a fight, he found that his swordsmanship was superior to those old monsters.

However, at this moment, the young man’s unprovoked swordsmanship and some swordsmanship could not even be understood by him.

The old man couldn’t help but stand aside with his backpack on his back, watching the young man practicing swordsmanship. He was fascinated when he saw the young man practicing swordsmanship. He didn’t wake up until the young man finished practicing a set of swordsmanship and was ready to leave.

“Little baby, please stay!”

Seeing the young man preparing to leave, the old man hurriedly kept alive.

The boy turned his head, and the old man noticed his face. It was the youngest boy who was one of the trio in the village before.

“Oh, it’s you.”

Bai Li took the bamboo sword and asked unexpectedly:

“Does the old man have any advice?”

“I can’t talk about advice.”

The old man was also a sincere person. He looked around, exuding infuriating energy with one arm, and cut off a branch from the tree by the road, and then asked:

“Young man, can you compare me with the old man?”

“… than sword?”

Bai Li looked at the empty right hand of the old man with some speechlessness, then looked at his pale white hair and the chai, rice, oil and salt on his back, and then said:

“Old man, I don’t touch porcelain like this. Where can you be so disabled and old with things on your back, and then let me fight with you? If you type it out anyway, you will stay at my house in the future. Now, my parents have to beat me to death, they can’t be compared, they can’t be compared.”

“Oh, I didn’t touch your porcelain, I just want to see your swordsmanship.”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said:

“You don’t believe me, should we make a paper?”

He put down the back basket, unexpectedly fumbled out white paper and ink pen from the back basket, pinched it with his left hand, and wrote a guarantee letter crookedly.

Bai Li took the guarantee from the old man, looked at it hesitantly, and said:

“Old man, it’s not that I look down on you. You are obviously not left-handed when you write the word. Then your left hand is definitely not your dominant hand. It is too big for you to compare my sword with the sword in your left hand.”

“It doesn’t matter, you just come here.”

The old man smiled confidently.

Of course he can see that Bai Li’s swordsmanship is exquisite, even above the swordsmanship he has mastered. This kid is definitely an unworldly prodigy, but after all, he is only twelve or three years old, even if he is from the womb. As soon as he began to exercise and practice, the old man felt that the foundation of Bai Li’s cultivation would definitely not surpass him, an old man who has been immersed in martial arts for forty years.

No matter how subtle the swordsmanship is, it needs to be supported by the corresponding foundation. Otherwise, even if it can be used, it will be just a flowery, empty and tangible, without the slightest power. It is really invincible. The old man can infuriate and be tough. Cut and crack Bai Li’s sword move.

“Well, since it’s you.”

Bai Li nodded, slurred his name on the white paper, and pressed his handprint with the old man, then he put away the handwriting and lifted the bamboo sword. Suddenly he exuded a powerful truth that was still above the old man. gas.

“Come on, old man, please make a move.”

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A quarter of an hour later, Bai Li retracted the sword in his hand, with a regretful expression on his face.

In front of him, the one-armed old man silently looked at the broken branches on the ground, his face a little sad.

“Hey, it’s no match, no match.”

He shook his head at the injured old man and said:

“If you still have your hand, you can still fight with your usual sword. Now you are like this. Bullying and bullying the junior is okay, but you can’t compare with me with a sword. Old sir, unless you can find someone to heal your hand, Otherwise, you won’t be able to go any further along the way of kendo.”

Putting away the bamboo sword, Bai Li glanced at the old man again, and said:

“It’s a pity… Well, forget it, go home and eat.”

After speaking, he left here without looking back and walked towards Qingshui Village.

The old man did not keep him. After Bai Li left, the old man silently raised his hand and blasted a small hole on the ground, and then buried the broken branches in the hole.

After the fill was leveled, he put the basket on his back and continued to walk in the direction of his home, his back was a bit desolate and lonely.

After walking for a while, when the simple earth wall of his house was already visible, there was another man with white hair in the mountains beside him for some reason, and he was also practicing sword in the field beside the road.

Compared with Bai Li, the sword practiced by this man is full of sword qi, and the flying sword qi directly cuts the three-meter-square weeds around him, forming a clearing in the lush field.

The old man couldn’t help but look twice more, and found that the swordsmanship used by the white-haired man was the same as that used by the young man before, but the swordsmanship of the white-haired man was a bit more subtle and powerful than that of the young man before. Sword Qi was controlled by his arm like an arm and easily controlled within a three-meter radius of his own, forming a field that was absolutely impossible to invade. The combination of swords and lights formed a circle of swords, which made the old man fascinated.

But he lowered his head, looked at his empty right arm, and then sighed helplessly. He stopped looking at the white-haired man practicing sword, but continued to walk home with his basket on his back.

The sound of the sword suddenly stopped. The old man was surprised, and a gentle voice suddenly came from beside him, asking:

“Since the old man stopped and watched, why didn’t he see the end? Isn’t it because Bai’s swordsmanship is not enough to enter the old man’s vision?”

The old man turned his head, and it was the white-haired man practicing the sword that was making a sound. He was holding the sword with his back behind him, looking at the old man, his face was a little curious.

“No, my little brother is so young that his swordsmanship has reached a realm that I can’t understand. Your swordsmanship is so brilliant, it seems that the swordsmen of the whole arena are all people who are worthy of fame. The real name of the sword god should be given to you. That’s right.”

The old man said to him:

“I didn’t look at it not because this sword technique couldn’t enter my vision, but because it was too profound. Today, I don’t have the qualifications to touch it anymore.”

After that, the old man lifted his empty sleeves, then turned and continued to walk towards home.

“Is it because you lost your dominant hand?”

Behind him, the white-haired man suddenly said:

“Old man, if I said, I know there is someone who can heal your arm, would you like to try it?”