Xiao Han suddenly discovered that when people are extremely angry, they will calm down.
He stood there, looking intently at the old man with fiery eyes, and suddenly he was sure of one thing!
This is a madman, an old madman frightened by the shadow of death! A powerful madman with great destructive power!
People like this must die!
Losing his strength bit by bit, Xiao Han sat back on the wrinkled carpet, and then took a look around while the old madman was silent in his own world.
In front of him, and only a foot behind the old man, was the large crater opened by gunpowder.
Perhaps out of fear of accidentally injuring the old man, the dozen men in black armed with strong bows and crossbows stood on one side and aimed at him. As for the others, except for the old servants who were waiting on the side, they were far away from them.
After appraising the distance in his mind, Xiao Han found helplessly that there was absolutely no way he could rush into the big pit before the arrow came.
Of course, even if he was faster, he would not be able to deal with the men in black immediately. If he escaped into the pit, he would still be a living target. He would never be able to escape in this situation with his own strength alone.
After thinking about this clearly, the blood in Xiao Han's eyes had almost faded away.
He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, then sighed deeply: "Old gentleman, if you ask about immortality, why is this?"
The old man had just woken up from his own world. He was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked at Xiao Han expectantly and asked: "Xiao Hou is willing to teach the Immortal Technique?"
Xiao Han slowly raised his head and uttered a few words expressionlessly: "The law should not be preached lightly, and the Tao should not be sold cheaply!"
When the old man heard this, not only did he not show any displeasure, but he became even more delighted. Like a little kid coveting candy, he nodded quickly: "That's right! In the book written by Xiao Hou, the monk only asked for a volume of Buddhist scriptures.
Traveling hundreds of thousands of miles and going through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, not to mention the more precious method of immortality! Xiaohou also said how to seek immortality, but if you ask for it, all requests will be granted!"
Seeing that the old man was so obsessed with immortality, Xiao Han felt even more chilled in his heart! This kind of person has reached the point where he will do whatever it takes for his own purpose. If he is kept, he will not know how many disasters will happen in the future!
But how to get rid of this person in this impossible situation?
The thoughts in his mind were racing, and suddenly, an idea slowly appeared in Xiao Han's mind!
He took a long breath, and a smile finally appeared on Xiao Hanshuang's face. He slowly said to the old man: "To tell you the truth, I have indeed been reincarnated! The battlefield outside Gaogao was mine.
The first time I appeared in this era, no one in this world can find out anything about me, because I just appeared out of thin air!"
"Yes, yes!"
When the old man heard that Xiao Han finally admitted that he had come, his voice trembled with excitement, and his eyes stared at Xiao Han tightly, as if staring at a piece of uncut jade!
"Let me tell you, why does everything about you start from there! Not only me, many people, when tracing your experience, only trace it to that point. If you trace it back further, there will be no more information!
We also personally went to the northwest to find the soldiers and generals who participated in that war with you, but all of them only knew of your existence after that war, and no one had the slightest impression of you before!
Now, when you say you came to this world from there, it all makes sense! It is impossible for a mortal to jump into this world from the void, only immortals can! This is the great magical power of reincarnation, not that of Taoists and alchemists.
What a trick!"
When the old man said these words excitedly, Xiao Han had been listening carefully.
When he heard that it was not just the old man who was tracking him, his heart tightened. He wanted to ask who else was tracking him in this world?
But in the end, he forced himself to hold back the thought.
Because Xiao Han knows very well: this is not the time to ask these questions! If he wants to kill this old man, he must strike while the iron is hot and make him believe that he is an immortal! There is no room for mistakes in this!
"Ahem..." He coughed twice, interrupting the excited old man, and Xiao Han continued: "Actually, even I don't know much about my identity in my previous life! I no longer have any magical powers.
I don’t remember those memories so clearly anymore, I can only vaguely remember some major events.”
The old man nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, and said: "This should be normal. Reincarnation and rebuilding, naturally you have to give up some things! If you keep everything, what's the point of reincarnation?"
Xiao Han did not speak, but nodded slightly, as if he agreed with the old man's words.
In fact, the old man didn't know that this was what Xiao Han was waiting for! Because he was afraid that he would suddenly say: Immortals will not die. Why don't you let me stab you twice to verify it?
Now, when reincarnation is involved, everything makes sense. I was an immortal in my previous life, but I haven't cultivated to that level in this life. I will be hungry if I don't eat, it will hurt if I get beaten, and I will still see Xiaobai after being stabbed...
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Seeing Xiao Hanguang nodding and saying nothing, the old man felt flustered. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked cautiously: "Among these important events, does Xiao Hou remember the things about immortality and immortality?"
Xiao Han glanced at the old man and sneered: "Mr., are you confused? I just told you that the law is not taught lightly! Of course I remember this matter about becoming an immortal! Otherwise, how can I rebuild my cultivation in this life?
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"That's it, that's it!" The old man nodded his head like a chicken eating rice, and became more respectful to Xiao Han. Even I didn't dare to call myself.
Because as he thinks about it now, Xiao Han has been reincarnated and rebuilt in this lifetime, and he is thousands of years old. In front of such people, who dares to call himself old?
"I beg the Immortal Master for advice, and I will seek the truth with all my heart. No matter what the difficulty is, I will not be able to stop you!" The old man kneeling on the carpet kowtowed to Xiao Han with an extremely humble attitude!
Seeing this, Xiao Han took a long breath, closed his eyes, and said slowly after a while: "Haike talks about Yingzhou, the misty waves are dim, and it is hard to find a letter. The more people talk about Tianmu, the clouds are bright and extinguished, or you can see Tianmu. Tianmu
The sky stretches horizontally towards the sky, and the five mountains are stretched out to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48,000 feet high, and I want to fall to the southeast!"
The old man lying on the ground remembered every word Xiao Han said deeply in his heart. After he was sure that he had memorized this majestic poem, he began to ponder its meaning bit by bit.
This poem is undoubtedly a good poem! There is a wild and unruly feeling between the lines!
And this old man is a descendant of hundreds of schools of thought, and he is absolutely familiar with poetry! A random poem will definitely not be able to fool his eyes.
However, what Xiao Han took out now was a poem written by Li Bai, who was known as the Immortal. In this way, he was naturally filled with immortal energy, which was more than enough to deceive a crazy old lunatic.
