An old man, as old as Dao Xuan and with an equally otherworldly air, appeared in front of Lin Xing.
Lin Xing was dismayed.
Judging by his appearance, he was probably an elder from one of the peaks, and his cultivation level was extremely high. Lin Xing hadn't even noticed his approach in advance.
What an embarrassing situation!
The old man chuckled: "Little friend, don't be embarrassed. Eating, drinking, and relieving oneself are natural human behaviors. When I was young, I was at the Green Willow Pavilion —— cough cough, never mind. Let's get to the point."
Lin Xing was sweating profusely. This elder was no saint either!
Tightening his belt, Lin Xing's face was still a bit red: "This... elder, did you come to see me for something?"
"Elder?" The old man frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Elder is nothing but bullshit."
Lin Xing was sweating even more!
Swearing casually. Was this old man really from the Qingyun Sect?
The old man waved his big sleeve, cut a branch from a nearby tree, and said to Lin Xing: "Lad, watch closely!"
Well, it's just a branch. What's so special to watch? Lin Xing thought. The old man brandished the branch in the forest, with great momentum and a grand air. If it were a juggling act, he could surely earn a lot —— unfortunately, its power was too weak. It couldn't even stir the leaves on the ground.
Lin Xing drooped his eyelids and thought: When did the Qingyun Sect become so degenerate? An old man can only do this much. What's the point!?
"Lad, although this sword technique hasn't reached the invincible - in - the - world level, it's still a top - notch technique in the world. If it weren't to return a favor, I wouldn't be willing to teach it to an outsider like you!"
The old man moved his feet, and the sword technique changed from a wide - open and powerful style to a refined and delicate one. Ignoring its power, it was quite interesting.
"Damn it, I still want to go drink. Why is this old man still going on?" Lin Xing was conflicted.
"Lad! Learn with your heart!!!"
The old man shouted loudly and thrust the tip of the sword towards Lin Xing.
Damn it! I've already transcended sword moves and reached the realm of artistic conception. Has this old man not watched my matches?
Lin Xing waved his hand, and a Taiji diagram protected him. In fact, he could have caught this sword with his bare hands, but he didn't want to hurt the elder's feelings too much, so he pretended to conjure up a Taiji diagram.
"Chi la!"
Before he could react, a piece of Lin Xing's shoulder - clothing was torn.
"Chi la!"
A hole was torn in his pants.
"Chi la!"
His chest was stabbed again!
Lin Xing was instantly stunned.
In a moment of carelessness, he was stabbed three times! If the other party hadn't used a branch but a real sword...
The old man casually swung another sword. It seemed to have no power at all, but its speed was so fast that only an afterimage was left.
"Wait! Wait a minute!!"
Lin Xing hurriedly called a halt.
The old man instantly retracted his lightning - fast sword. His face didn't turn red, and he didn't pant.
Lin Xing's mind was in a turmoil. How could there be such a powerful person? In terms of swordsmanship alone, even Elder Dao Xuan couldn't compare to him! Could it be —— "Are you, Uncle Wan?"
Lin Xing asked cautiously.
In the original work, Wan Jianyi could suppress Gui Li, who had learned three volumes of the Heavenly Book, with a broken broom. His swordsmanship must have reached the realm of returning to the basics. After thinking it over, only Wan Jianyi could be associated with the old man in front of him.
The old man let out a "hmm": "Unexpectedly, you know little Wan. The Qingyun Sect has banned talking about this topic!"
"You're not Wan Jianyi!!!" Lin Xing exclaimed.
"I'm much better than Wan Jianyi!" The old man stroked his beard, without the slightest modesty of a senior master.
Calling Wan Jianyi "little Wan", how old an antique must he be!!!
"Then who are you, senior?"
"I am ——" The old man suddenly stopped and looked at Lin Xing with a serious expression, "Don't daydream. I won't accept you as my disciple!"
"Damn it! I find you not only lewd but also extremely narcissistic!!! Although your swordsmanship is strong, if I go all out, I can defeat you in an instant!" Lin Xing was angry. It was just a simple sword technique. You asked me to learn it. Taking me as a disciple? I never thought of that!
This time, the old man was stunned. After thinking for a while, he said: "In a real fight, I might indeed be inferior to you. After all, I'm old, but being defeated in an instant is still impossible!"
Lin Xing was speechless: "It's as if you know my strength."
The old man said: "Well, I estimate it's about the same as Dao Xuan's, if he doesn't use the Zhu Xian Sword."
Lin Xing laughed: "I like to hear that. You're quite wise ——"
Lin Xing was shocked again and looked up at the old man: "How do you know that Dao Xuan can use the Zhu Xian Sword?"
"Haha! Lad, there are few people in this world that I can't see through!" After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and gently touched Lin Xing's forehead, "Also, whether you learn it or not, I'm determined to teach you!"
Horizontal slashes, straight thrusts, upward flicks... Countless sword moves flashed through Lin Xing's mind. A vast amount of information and numerous complex moves, tens of thousands of them, were engraved in Lin Xing's mind in an instant.
They couldn't be forgotten!
Lin Xing came to his senses from the shock, and the old man had already disappeared. In his hand, there was an extra small plaque, black and carved with ancient dragon and phoenix patterns. It had seen many years.
"Damn it! Who is this old man? He's so powerful?"
Directly transmitting sword moves into the other person's mind. What kind of level is this!? Even Dao Xuan in the Grand Pure Realm couldn't compare, right?
He also said he was returning a favor. When did I ever meet him?
Could he have mistaken me for someone else?
So strange!
"However, this 'Rising Dragon Sword' technique is really interesting. Pure sword moves can have such great power. I really can't figure it out!"
Whistling, Lin Xing returned to the crowd. Having an adventure even while peeing, his fortune was really strong!
"Come, Junior Brother Lin, let's continue drinking!"
"Okay!"
"..."
"My granddaughter, grandpa is here!" The strange old man who had just left Lin Xing appeared in Little Bamboo Peak again.
"Grandpa, have you finished teaching? So soon?" A clear voice of a woman came from the room.
"Of course!" The old man poured himself a cup of tea and took a big sip, exhaling a long breath, looking as if he was savoring it, "Granddaughter, you know, that kid's talent is really terrifying. I didn't even dare to accept him as my disciple!"
"Oh?"
The old man took a big gulp of tea and said: "That kid treats Daoist magic like a game. He can have an epiphany whenever he wants. He can even gain insights while peeing. It's really infuriating!"
"Also, his mental power has a familiar taste, very strange. I passed on the entire 'Rising Dragon Sword' technique to him. He didn't even feel dizzy or dazzled and just turned around and went back to drink!"
"By the way, that four - colored energy you mentioned, as far as I can tell, three of them should be Taiji Xuanqing Dao, Great Brahma Prajna, and the Heart - Confusing Sutra. It's not that no one has tried to combine them before, but the way he did it is really the first time. I don't understand. I really can't see ——"
"Grandpa, did you give him the plaque?" The woman suddenly interrupted.
"What's the use of keeping that thing! It's just a trouble!"
The old man's indignant voice made his beard tremble...
That plaque was just a trouble!