He took a few steps back in shock, and for a moment, he even forgot about the pain in his body.
Not only Zheng Zhi, but also Nie Jing in Zheng Zhi's body was extremely nervous.
She no longer hid, a red light flashed, and her soul appeared next to Zheng Zhi.
The surging soul power is quietly circulating, ready to take action at any time.
"Don't panic, little friend. I don't mean any harm."
Just when Zheng and Zhi were tense, the old man sitting cross-legged suddenly spoke.
"The old man's surname is Chen, and his name is Yida!"
The old man took the lead in announcing his name.
As if he was afraid that Zheng and Zhi would be worried, he smiled slightly and said: "You two don't have to be so old. Your body and soul have long since perished. What you see now is just a trace of residual thoughts that can dissipate at any time."
"Chen Yidao, such a familiar name..."
Nie Jing's eyes flickered, as if she was remembering something.
She is also a person from ancient times, so she naturally knows a lot about the names and taboos of the top strong men in ancient times. She always feels that the name Chen Yida is somewhat familiar.
But for a while, I couldn't remember it.
"Remnants?"
Zheng Zhi was stunned and looked the old man up and down.
I felt relieved when I really didn't feel a trace of vitality or soul.
However, Zheng Zhi still did not dare to be careless at all. The methods of these ancient powerful men were unbelievable. Who knows what other strange methods they had?
"and you……"
Zheng Zhi just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the old man: "I don't remember how many years have passed. I didn't expect that there are still living people who can step into this place."
"My Zheng Zhi, I have met senior Chen Yidao."
Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes and saluted quickly.
Nie Jing on the side looked surprised when she saw this.
Did this kid take the wrong medicine?
Just a moment ago, he looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, but suddenly he became so respectful?
Not only Nie Jing, but also Chen Yidao was a little stunned.
However, Zheng Zhi's next words made his old face fall instantly.
"Senior's martial arts skills are unparalleled and his power has shocked both the past and the present. I must have left some lingering memories here. Is he hoping to find an outstanding person to inherit his mantle?"
Zheng Zhi smiled slyly and said: "This junior is not talented, so I recommended myself, and I am just qualified to take on this important task."
Nie Jing: "..."
Chen Yidao: "..."
Chen Yidao's smile immediately solidified on his face.
Damn it, he really didn't realize that this kid in front of him was so shameless at such a young age.
But let’s not say it, he does have this idea too.
But if you say it all at once, how can you still pretend to be cool?
Shouldn't the version of the plot be about pretending to be incomprehensible, and then granting inheritance under your pious eyes?
How can anyone ask for inheritance as soon as they come up?
"Chen Yida, I remembered, are you the Wuji Sword Sect back then, Chen Yida?"
Nie Jing suddenly remembered something and exclaimed.
The Wuji Sword Sect, whose sword skills are unparalleled in the world, has reached the realm of the Extraordinary Sword Sect, created his own Wuji Sword Way, and is famous throughout the world.
The Wuji Sword Sect was definitely a terrifying existence in the southern realm of ancient times.
Because he kills people with only one knife.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be people who could recognize the old man. It's rare, rare."
Hearing this, Chen Yidao smiled faintly: "Little girl, you should be from the same era as Lao Chan. You have a good talent. If you can reshape your body, you may surpass Lao Chan."
He was worthy of being a powerful swordsman from the past. With just one glance, he could tell the truth about Nie Jing.
"Senior is joking. Compared with you, this junior's strength is vastly different..."
Nie Jing said modestly.
However, although she was modest in her words, there was a glimmer of light in her beautiful eyes.
Obviously, there are not no ideas about that realm.
"Extraordinary Sword Sect..."
Zheng Zhi's pupils shrank sharply.
Existences of this level do not exist in the southern border now. Even in the distant ancient times, they were rare.
Zheng Zhi did not expect that the old man in front of him had such a great background.
"You must have come here for this injection, right?"
Suddenly, Chen Yidao changed the topic.
Then, under Zheng Zhi's shocked eyes, he actually pulled out the blood needle above his eyebrows.
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi said nothing, but it was considered acquiescence.
Seeing this, Chen Yidao just smiled: "Back then, I was fighting with another top expert here. Originally, I was superior in skill and won the victory. Unfortunately, in the end, I was hit by a blood needle falling from the sky.
All destroyed."
Thinking of that time, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Chen Yidao's old face.
Be willing, how can you make him willing?
It was a game that was sure to win, but suddenly suffered such an unreasonable disaster, even a person with the best mentality would probably collapse.
What made him even more upset was that with his strength back then, he had no resistance at all under this blood-dropping needle.
Shameful, really shameful.
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi was also ashamed.
Although he didn't know how the needle was left here, this morning's knife was indeed an unjust death.
"Senior, that inheritance..."
Zheng Zhi chuckled and rubbed his hands.
Chen Yidao was about to speak when suddenly, he stared at Zheng Zhi for a moment, noticed something, and sighed.
"You are a sword cultivator, and my inheritance is not suitable for you."
Chen Yidao shook his head and said.
It's not that he is stingy, it's just that it is true.
Moreover, he sensed that Zheng Zhi's practice of swordsmanship was quite extraordinary.
"It seems that the ancient Wuji Sword Art is destined to be lost to the world."
Chen Yidao sighed, looking lonely.
Yi Rui Can Nian has been waiting for many years, and finally found someone with good talents and qualifications.
But who would have thought that it would end like this.
In the moment of loss, this trace of his thoughts will dissipate with the wind.
"Senior, wait a minute."
At this moment, Zheng Zhi suddenly spoke.
"how?"
Chen Yidao's residual thoughts stopped dying and he looked at Zheng Zhi.
"Senior's sword skills are unparalleled in the world. It is a pity that they have been lost like this."
Zheng Zhi smiled and said: "How about this? I happen to know a close friend who is a swordsman. He has a good talent. He should not bury the legacy of his predecessors."
In fact, he doesn't have any friends who practice swordsmanship around him, but this Wuji Sword Technique is indeed a good thing.
It is a pity that it disappeared from the world like this.
It would be better to trick it into your hands first. If you meet a sword cultivator friend in the future, it would be a good thing to give it as a gift.
Zheng Zhi's wishful thinking was brilliant.
"You kid..."
Chen Yidao stared at Zheng Zhi with his bright eyes. After a moment, he shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I will give this little friend this favor today."
He has lived for so many years and his eyesight is extraordinary.
Naturally, you can tell something through Zheng Zhi's words and changes in his micro-expressions.
But he didn't intend to tell it all, and he really didn't want his unparalleled knowledge to be buried just like that.
As he spoke, he pointed a finger.
Zheng Zhi suddenly felt a huge flow of information pouring into his brain.
All the unique skills of Wuji Sword Technique appeared in Zheng Zhi's mind.
"Thank you, senior."
Zheng Zhi was overjoyed and quickly handed over his hand.
Suddenly, he thought of something again and said: "Senior, do you still have any last wishes? If I, this junior, can fulfill it, I will not postpone it."
Having received such a great kindness from Chen Yida, Zheng Zhi also wanted to relieve some regrets for this unjust old man.
"I have been dead for so many years, what else can I have a last wish for?"
Chen Yidao shook his head and chuckled, but he was very happy in his heart.
At least the young man in front of me, although naughty and greedy, is not ungrateful.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and said: "If there are any descendants of my Wuji Sect, please take care of me. If you can pass on some of this unique knowledge, I will be grateful."
Wuji Sect is the sect where Chen Yidao belongs.
He was the leader of his sect back then!
However, as world events changed, this sect also disappeared in the southern border.
"Juniors must do their best."
Zheng Zhi agreed immediately.
Then, he saw the afterimage of Chen Yidao begin to disappear.
"Congratulations, senior."
Zheng Zhi bowed slightly, with a sincere expression.