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Chapter 6 The fate of meeting the old man

Dai Luo and the two walked back to the cave. They didn't eat much that day, and they both felt unbearably hungry.

Dai Luo rubbed his belly and said, "Sister Qinxue, you stay here first, I'll catch some game to roast and eat!"

Before Lei Qinxue responded, Dai Luo rushed out of the cave like a hungry tiger, and soon came over carrying a pheasant and hare.

Lei Qinxue exclaimed: "Wow, Brother Luo, how did you catch these game so late!"

You must know that in the middle of the night, hares are swimming deep in the dense forest, and pheasants are hiding somewhere. It is not easy to encounter them, let alone catch them.

Dai Luo chuckled: "Hey, sister Qinxue, have you forgotten that when we were children, we went to catch hares and pheasants together, and we even used stone marbles to make bird's nests!"

How could Lei Qinxue forget that when she was a teenager, she played with Brother Luo every day? These were her happiest days.

Dai Luo found some sticks and leaves and piled them together, and then lit them. Suddenly it was bright. He also made a wooden shelf by himself, and hung wild rabbits and pheasants on it. After roasting for a while, a light smell came out.

The aroma of meat wafts in the cave.

Dai Luo took off the pheasant, used a branch to fork a drumstick, and handed it to Qin Xue: "Here, it's just right. Try it to see if it tastes good!"

Lei Qinxue took the chicken leg and smelled it in front of her nose. The aroma was refreshing: "Brother Luo, it's so fragrant. You can eat one too!" She then picked up the other chicken leg and handed it to Dai Luo.

The two of them were about to eat when a sudden gust of wind blew by. The sand blurred their eyes. Just when they realized it, where were the chicken legs in their hands?

In front of me was an old man with disheveled hair and a chicken drumstick in each hand. He was the senior who came to the rescue during the day.

"Hahaha," the old man laughed and jumped, "it smells so good. He knew I hadn't eaten all day, so he roasted game to honor me!"

Lei Qinxue knew that this senior's martial arts skills were powerful and unfathomable, but she was not afraid of him.

She stood up with an angry look on her face, her little mouth bulged, and her nose straightened up: "You old man is so rude, you took away the game we brought without saying a word!"

"You're such a rude girl. I've been here in the mountains for a whole day and I'm very hungry. I couldn't find anything to eat. But when I was about to eat, you came to attack me!"

The old man was acting coquettishly when he spoke, almost like a child.

"Huh! Brother Luo, look, he's obviously not right but he's still trying to make excuses!" Lei Qinxue also became savage.

"Sister Qinxue, don't mind. I'll catch it and bake it for you later!" Dai Luo smiled and said, "This old man saved us in a big fight today. He must be very tired and hungry."

Got it!"

"No way!" Unexpectedly, the old man didn't appreciate it, "I'm not tired. To deal with these little guys, I don't need to take action at all!" He stroked his beard under his chin, "But I am indeed hungry.

!" Before he finished speaking, his stomach growled.

"Pfft!" Lei Qinxue hid her face and smiled, then rolled her eyes and grabbed the sleeve of the old man: "But if you want to eat our roasted pheasant, you have to teach my brother Luo martial arts!"

"Hmph, I hate people threatening me the most in my life!" The old man also pouted, and then smiled again, "But I still want to eat chicken, what can you do to me?"

Lei Qinxue knew that the wind was blowing under the old man's feet, so she couldn't let him slip away. She rolled up her whip and the drumstick was back in Qinxue's hands.

"Take my chicken legs!" The old man's palms were like shadows, and he came towards me.

Lei Qinxue tried to avoid him several times, but he still got a slap from him, and she immediately started crying: "Oh, old man, you are not ashamed to steal other people's chickens to eat, and then beat them in turn!" Tears actually flowed out as he spoke.

, pear blossoms with rain, so sad.

"Oh, little girl, don't cry!" The old man saw her crying, and he also shed tears.

Lei Qinxue shed tears unconsciously when she looked at him, as if she understood something, and said in a tearful tone: "If you are unwilling to teach Brother Luo martial arts, I will cry, crying that you are an old man and disrespectful, bullying us!"

"Okay, okay, stop crying, just teach him martial arts!"

Tears turned into laughter, but for just a moment, Lei Qin’s voice sounded like an oriole: “Hey, once you say something, it’s hard to chase it back, you can’t go back on it!”

The old man took a bite of the chicken leg and couldn't help chewing it: "Hmm, it tastes so good!" Then he said in a vague voice with meat between his teeth: "The great road of Hunyuan begins with the sky and the bright. The air is like the harmony of the gods, and the heaven and the earth are created. Return to the root and restore the bright.

Continuing as if it exists..."

It was such a long paragraph, but fortunately Dai Luo read poetry, books and classical Chinese and wrote down this bitter paragraph with a confused look on his face.

"Old senior, just saying these things doesn't count. How can he understand?"

"Why do you have so many things to do, and I haven't finished them yet!" The old man pretended to be angry, with his beard sticking up, looking a little amused.

"Also, don't call me old-timer, old-timer. Just call me Grandpa Tongsou!" Although he behaves like a child, he still likes to be called grandpa, but he doesn't like being called senior.

Lei Qinxue has extensive experience in the world, but she has heard of the title of "Tongsouweng".

Tongsou is more than seventy years old, but his face is full of spring breeze, his energy is very good, and he behaves like a child, so he is called Tongsou.

He is the younger brother of Zhen Yangzi, the leader of Mingkong Peak in Immortal Mountain in Central Sichuan.

As one of the main peaks of Taoism, Mingkong Peak is towering into the clouds and full of fairy spirit. There are hundreds of disciples of Mingkong Peak, and the leader Zhen Yangzi is the most respected.

The young old man was in love with the mountains, rivers, rivers and lakes, and he had the heart of a child, so he wandered around the world day and night.

The martial arts and magical powers of these two brothers are far beyond the comparison of ordinary masters. They have reached the pinnacle and are almost gods.

The old man looked like a ghost, his palms fluttered in the wind, and then his fingers fell on Dai Luo like raindrops. When Dai Luo landed, he felt that the blood in his body was surging, his internal energy was boiling, and it was extremely hot.

Tong Sou Weng also showed a rare stern face at this time, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect this kid's qualifications to be so good!" With a smile on his face, "It's really the icing on the cake!"

"Follow me and recite!" Tongsou Weng said, "Qi and blood condense, the mind wanders too empty, disperses from the Dantian, and returns to the Baishen acupoint!"

Dai Luo read along, but saw his body spinning and turning, and white smoke coming out of his head. It took about a quarter of an hour before he stopped.

Tong Sou Weng had almost finished eating the two chicken drumsticks, and his mouth was full of meat: "How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

Dai Luo opened his eyes, his mind became clear, and he felt that his body's internal energy was at ease.

Tongsou Weng threw him another booklet: "This is the Mingkong Palm. You can practice it slowly. How much you can master depends on your talent!" Then he added, "You must memorize the Tongsou Heart Sutra just now.

Don’t forget, you should practice when you have time!”

Dai Luo took the book, put it in his arms, knelt down quickly, and kowtowed: "Disciple pays homage to Master. Thank you Master for teaching me martial arts!"

"Since you worship me, you must listen to me, right?" Tong Sou Weng also knelt down towards Dai Luo.

"Of course!"

"Then get up now and don't bow down to me. I'm not your master!" Tong Souwen wiped the oil on his mouth, "I came here to eat this bite of meat!" He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, "You will do it in the future.

Just call me Grandpa Tongsou!" He stood up and laughed.

"Yes!" Dai Luo no longer refused, stood up and said, "Grandpa Tongsou!"

"Okay, okay, it's a pity that this good meat can't be paired with fine wine!" Before he finished speaking, the old man had also gotten up, hiding in the vast mountains and forest sky like a nighthawk.

Dai Luo knew that Tong Sou Weng was an extraordinary martial artist, but he didn't know what the rumors in the world were like. It was Lei Qinxue who told him everything about Tong Sou Weng. Dai Luo encountered this disaster, but after this adventure, he sighed with emotion.

There is still warmth in the world, and I am very grateful to the young man.

"Okay, Brother Luo!" Lei Qinxueyu held her chin in her hands, "You have learned these moves, practice them well, your future will be limitless!"
Chapter completed!
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