At this moment, Taiyuan had already walked over. Mi Hengye and others were shocked, and they looked at him with sharp eyes.
In the eyes of Mi Hengye and others, the person who came was a young man in Tsing Yi with a handsome face and crystal-clear skin. There was no sign of a warrior at all, and his eyes were not very sharp, which made them puzzled.
"Who are you? Do you want to stand up for the old man Dabei?" Mi Hengye was surprised, but his tone was a bit polite, because he couldn't figure out the details of Taiyuan for the time being, so naturally he didn't dare to mess around. This is also an old man.
The cautious heart of Jianghu.
"I'm a poor Taoist, Taiyuan, the old man Dabei has lost all his life. Your goal has been achieved. Now leave here." Taiyuan's tone was light, without any emotion.
Mi Hengye and others felt angry, feeling that the man in front of them was too arrogant and did not take them and others seriously at all.
"Taoist Taiyuan?" Mi Hengye thought in his mind, but he had never heard of this name before. This made him feel slightly relieved, but then he became a little annoyed and felt that he had been despised. The young Taoist in front of him had such a look.
His indifferent expression looked indescribably hateful.
Mi Hengye was like this, not to mention the few people around him. At that moment, someone shouted angrily: "The little Taoist priest is so arrogant that he doesn't even take our Changle Gang seriously. I want to see how good you are today!"
"One of them sneered, and the hammer on his hand buzzed and trembled. With a strong force, the black hammer hit him like thunder.
Taiyuan shook his head slightly, and struck out with a palm of his hand. The force of the palm was dense and gentle. With a pop, the fine steel hammer the size of a fist was knocked back by the palm, and hit him with a loud bang.
The man screamed and flew back, spitting blood.
Mi Hengye was about to draw his sword, but when he glanced at it, he suddenly shook his head and calmed down completely. The chain hammer fell at his feet. At this time, he clearly saw that there was a clear steel hammer on the head.
The lines of his palm prints were visible, imprinted on it like a seal. This scene made his heart palpitate and he almost screamed.
"Okay, okay, since you said so, I'll leave right away." In panic, Mi Hengye was afraid that Taiyuan would continue to attack them, so he hurriedly said a few words and left aside.
The remaining people originally wanted to continue to kill, but when they saw Mi Hengye's behavior, they were confused. However, Mi Hengye had the highest status among everyone. Since he had made a decision, the others could only obey.
, and naturally left immediately after.
In the blink of an eye, a group of people from the Changle Gang were all gone. Even the person who was knocked to the ground by Taiyuan was helped away.
At this time, the sad old man was already on his deathbed. His eyes were dull, his breath was weak, and he could hear a few steps. The little beggar kept shouting beside him, with some tears in the corners of his eyes. After shaking his head, Taiyuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
The old man Dabei slapped a palm on his body, and the most pure and pure Xiantian Yuan passed through. The old man Dabei's dry body seemed to be watered by rain and dew, and suddenly felt a lot more refreshed. The originally exhausted vitality was once again stimulated a lot.
His face even turned rosy.
"Ahem, little brother, you don't have to be sad. In my twilight years, it would be a worthwhile life to get to know a little friend like you." The old man Dabei sighed, and then said: "Also, open the package on my back. What's inside?
I gave it to you, I hope you can discover the mystery and mystery in it, maybe it will be a blessing in the future."
The little beggar was overjoyed when he saw the lifeless old uncle come back to life. Hearing what he said, he reached out and untied the package from his back. After opening it, he found a wooden box with something in it.
The little clay figurines are painted with red and blue lines, they are very cute.
Seeing this thing, the little beggar was filled with joy. In his opinion, this toy was really tight.
"Thank you very much, old uncle."
"Okay, okay, keep it well." After the old man Dabei finished speaking, he took a breath and lowered his head.
After burying the old man Dabei, the three people continued on their way.
On this day, the three of them entered a deep mountain. From a distance, they saw a steep mountain wall rising into the sky in front of them, with extraordinary momentum and towering into the clouds.
Vaguely, you can see three large characters engraved on the mountain cliff, which are the three characters "Maitian Cliff".
"What a skyscraper. Mr. Xie, this place is wonderfully tight. It is a good place for meditation." Taiyuan carefully looked at the surrounding mountains and saw vast mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers, quiet and quiet, and the top of the mountain.
The clouds and mist above made it look like a fairyland, and I couldn't help but admire it.
"The Taoist praised it so much, it's just a mountain dwelling." Xie Yanke said slightly modestly, but you could still see the pride on his face.
They promised to form a sect and pass it down from generation to generation. This sect is based in Motian Cliff, where the wind and energy are stored, the earth's energy is mellow, and the essence is continuous. It is of great benefit to the practice of martial arts. It can be said to be a treasure of Feng Shui.
The road to Motian Cliff is rugged, or there is no road at all. There are cliffs everywhere. If you don't have good Qinggong, it will be difficult to go up.
With great force, the whole person floated into the air, and soon disappeared into the vast mist.
Taiyuan naturally had no difficulty. He held the little beggar in one hand, took one step forward, paused slightly, and then rose into the air. His inner breath was flowing, and his body was as light as a swallow. Even if he was carrying one person, he did not feel sluggish at all, and he walked up leisurely.
After going up to Motian Cliff, Taiyuan took the little beggar around for a while and browsed the scenery in the mountain. He couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. The little beggar had grown up in the mountains and was not uncomfortable with the current situation. Instead, he was like a bird.
Entering the mountains and forests, the dragon returns to the sea.
"Young man, I think you have good qualifications, I will accept you as my disciple today. It just so happens that Mr.
Taiyuan saw that this little beggar had strange bones and good martial arts qualifications, and he had a love for talents in his heart. Moreover, he was also very clear about the boy's future achievements, so he wanted to see what he had carefully cultivated.
Can it be compared to his original ignorance of romance?
For Taiyuan, the only thing that appeals to him in the world of knights is the knight island in the South China Sea. The location of the knight island is unknown. Only the Laba invitation once every ten years is an opportunity. At this time, it is far away from the knight island.
There were still a few years left before the appointment. Taiyuan Zuo had nothing to do and wanted to teach an apprentice how to play.
"Master? What is that?"
But the little beggar didn't understand what Taiyuan meant and asked innocently.
With a sigh, Taiyuan finally managed to trick the little beggar into becoming his teacher. This made Xie Yanke next to him laugh.
Taiyuan didn't take it too seriously. He was happy that he had found a good apprentice, and he didn't mind much about other things.