While the old man under the tree looked at Yang Yi, Yang Yi also looked at the old man.

The two of them had eyes in exchange, and Yang Yi felt as if he was hit hard in his chest. He immediately leaned back and almost lay on the back of the horse.

The old man stopped shaking his palm fan in his hand and slowly stood up. The old ox beside him also stood up.

After straightening up again, Yang Yi looked surprised. Apart from Huanglong on Huanglong River and the inhumane Dangyang Mountain, he had never encountered such a powerful master.

He slowly dismounted his horse with a serious expression. After picking up the green halberd, he suddenly inserted it under the tree. A gust of wind blew, and the blood-colored flag on the halberd trembled in the wind, making a sound.

He walked slowly towards the old man under the tree.

After just reaching the old man’s three feet away, Yang Yi smiled and said, “Brother-in-law, can you give me a bowl of water?”

The old man looked at Yang Yi with a curious expression and a very old and thick voice: "The Confucianism is righteous and the military is killing, and there is a Buddhist atmosphere. Hey? There are also magical methods. Boy, you have such a complicated body."

Yang Yi felt a little frightened, and his eyes looked at the old man a little more solemn.

The old man just glanced at him a few times and took what he had learned clearly. This kind of vision and insight was really serious.

The old man looked at Yang Yi, shook his head and sighed, "Boy, you have collected the flag. You can go to the world. If you continue to show off, the road ahead will be dangerous, and I am afraid it will be difficult to move forward."

He picked up the thick porcelain teapot with a broken mouth on the stone table, poured a full bowl of tea, and said, "Drink, don't dislike the farmer's coarse tea."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The way is long and long, and when it is about to move, it will come. If it does not work, it will never reach it."

He bowed and reached out, took it to the tea bowl, and thanked him: "Rare and simple rice can also be pleasant to the mood. As long as it can quench thirst, it will be good tea."

The old man said: "Drinking poison can quench thirst."

Yang Yi's hands had already touched the large thick porcelain bowl.

After buying this tea bowl, Yang Yi felt like a hundred thousand mountains were pressing into the air. Yang Yi seemed to be a wooden stake hit by a heavy hammer, which was a little shorter out of thin air.

His feet sink to the ground.

"Good guy!"

Yang Yi had hundreds of acupuncture points in his body. At this time, his skills were so high that he had reached an extremely amazing level. The martial arts master in the world was definitely not able to compete with him for his internal strength, even Zhang Daoran could not do it.

But Yang Yi couldn't stand the pressure from the old man in front of him.

He was quick-witted and quick-witted. When he took the bowl with his right hand, his left hand quickly placed on the trunk of the big tree beside him. There were a few loud "cracks" sounds, and the force that the old man pressed was already transferred to the big tree by Yang Yi.

The big tree swayed, the leaves flew everywhere, and began to sink to the ground with Yang Yi, and the sound of the tree roots breaking constantly came.

Seeing the big tree sinking, the old man suddenly regained his internal strength and snorted: "Is it quite good to take advantage of it! Are all the children of the Yang family so slippery?"

Yang Yi's pressure lightened and his body almost flew up. He smiled and said, "Senior, know your father?"

The old man snorted: "If you don't look at your kung fu, you can know who you are!"

He sighed: "The martial arts figures in several nearby prefectures were blind and they all lived to be dogs at the age of a dog. Even the people from the Grand Tutor's Mansion could not see it."

"Boy, who are you?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Maybe they are a little suspicious, but they don't believe it very much. The boy ranks the third in the family. How dare you ask if the senior is Senior Ran, the head of the farm family?"

As he spoke, Yang Yi's body slowly rose from the ground. When his feet were parallel to the ground, the soil sinking under his feet also rose up with the rise of his soles.

The ground is flat, just like before.

The old man looked at the soles of his feet and nodded, "The kung fu is good. If you are as old as you, you really have the capital to be arrogant!"

He said, "Your guess is right, I am Ran Geng!"

He looked at Yang Yi, "Since you took the initiative to ask me for water, you have to drink this bowl of tea. If you can't drink it, you will make way for you wherever you come from, wherever you can go back, and I will give way to you."

Yang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "You are a half-step master. If you really want to make things difficult for me, how can I pass?"

Ran Geng laughed and said, "What kind of master is not a master, I am just a farmer."

He looked at Yang Yi with a funny expression: "I didn't want to care about you guys, but you kid took the initiative to provoke me, but you can't just let it go. Even if you are from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, you can't break this rule. If you want to move forward, just show your true skills."

Yang Yi was secretly shocked. Although the head of the peasant family in this world was not a great master, he was only half a step away from the great master. He was called a half-step master by the world. His cultivation was rare. Only by pressing him just now, he could see that he was far from this person's opponent.

"It seems that my flag is indeed a bit arrogant, and even the half-step master was alarmed."

He is a strong man, and he will be strong when he meets strong, and rarely retreats. At this time, facing the half-step master, his fighting spirit is burning. "The great masters are all people who comprehend the great way. I guess they can crush me to death with just one finger, but I don't know what the combat power of the half-step master is like. I have to try it today!"

He stretched out his palm and grabbed the tea bowl in the old man's hand, "I would like to ask for advice from my senior!"

Ran Geng continued to stretch out the tea bowl in his hand, "Boy, my move is called a big millstone. See if you can pull this millstone."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I am not an old cow, but I still can't do it."

After Yang Yi reached out to hold the tea bowl, Ran Geng began to press down.

Since you are not capable of fighting, you naturally need to use tricks.

In an instant, Tai Chi Mind Method and the method of moving the universe flashed in Yang Yi's mind at the same time.

He just put his palm on the tree to remove the great power of Ran Geng. He used the method of moving. Now that he has to rely on his real ability to pass, then use his real ability!

After Ran Geng pressed down again, he found that Yang Yi's body didn't shake for a moment. His strength seemed to have increased several times out of thin air, and he could actually fight against him in front of him.

"Huh? Good boy, what kind of kung fu are you doing?"

Yang Yi looked calm and ignored Ran Geng's conversation.

At this time, his mind was all focused on the transformation of yin and yang forces in his body, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, his body would explode.

He used his palms to connect the tea bowl. When Ran Geng's force came, he first used his right hand to take the force down, and at the same time activated the movement technique to move the force from his right hand to the dantian, and then from his dantian to his left hand to his left hand. In this way, the left hand and right hand formed a circle of internal force circulation, and the intersection of the palms was the tea bowl held by his hands.

The situation at this time has become a transformation node for Ran Geng to fight against him, and Yang Yi is just a transformation node for his strength.

But as a half-step master, Ran Geng has such a huge strength? Although Yang Yi's method of moving the mind is mysterious, it is extremely difficult to move all the forces he sent to fight against it.

Especially the internal force that Ran Geng exerted contained a strange charm and Taoist meaning, which made Yang Yi's mind tremble and difficult to control himself. His internal interest was almost confused, and he was at risk of becoming possessed at any time.

"I am worthy of being a half-step master. I have actually mastered this level of martial arts. Even the internal force I exerted contains the true meaning of martial arts."

"If you suffer from Taoist injuries, it will be a big trouble!"

At this time, Ran Geng felt something was wrong, "Good boy, the mentality of using force to fight is very wonderful!" He spoke, his palm suddenly shook, and an internal force burst out, and he blasted towards Yang Yi from the tea bowl.

"puff!"

Yang Yi's body trembled repeatedly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, the tea bowl in Ran Geng's palm swung around his hand along his force.

However, Yang Yi finally pulled the millstone.
Chapter completed!