The gate of the castle was closed again, and Qin Hai fell on the open space at the gate of the castle.
He coughed repeatedly, brushed off the black smoke and dust on his body, looked at the castle door that had been closed again, and frowned.
This castle seemed to be more difficult to deal with than he imagined, but even so, Qin Hai still came to the gate of the castle again, wanting to enter again.
But this time, the gate of the castle was not so easy to open. Qin Hai slapped the gate of the castle with the greatest strength, but he could only make a banging sound. Looking at the two tattered and decayed wooden doors, he could
He steadily withstood his heavy blows without moving at all.
He then took out the Ice Soul Sword and displayed the strongest sword move. The sword energy crisscrossed and bombarded the wooden doors and walls of the castle. However, the result was still the same. The sword energy that could easily kill a strong man in the killing king realm could not be used in the castle.
There are only a few traces left on the exterior wall.
Qin Hai frowned. It seemed that his opponent was much more difficult to deal with than he expected. The opponent hadn't shown up yet. He was helpless just relying on a castle. This was too fucked up!
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Qin Hai, "Boy, you can't open that door like this. Do you want me to teach you?"
Qin Hai looked back and saw a skinny old man squatting on the wall outside the castle, holding a long pipe in his hand and a tobacco bag hanging below, smoking.
The old man's clothes were very ordinary. He looked like an old farmer who came from some mountainous area in northwest China. Not only was his face dark, but his hands were covered with calluses. If he fell into the crowd, he would definitely not attract anyone's attention.
But this old man is definitely not simple. Just from the fact that he came to the outside of the castle quietly without Qin Hai noticing it, he could tell that the old man's cultivation level must be unfathomable.
"Senior, is there any way to get in?" Facing this mysterious old man, Qin Hai did not dare to neglect and asked respectfully.
"Hehe, you are quite capable and know a lot of tricks. Unfortunately, your foundation is too poor." The old man jumped down easily from the three-meter-high wall. He looked around Qin Hai and shook his head repeatedly.
, said sadly: "Who is your master? How did you develop such a virtue? It's such a waste of resources."
Qin Hai was even more shocked. So far, only two people have said that his foundation is too poor. One of them is his current master Shenlong, and the other is the old man in front of him. When he entered the Qingluan world, even Chang Yiyue and others
I didn't evaluate him in this way, but praised him for his good qualifications.
Could it be that this old man has better vision than Chang Yiyue and others?
"To be honest, senior, I didn't have a master before, so I practiced blindly on my own. I happened to get some opportunities, so I became what I am now."
The old man nodded, "That's no wonder. Without a master to lead the way, it's very rare for you to be able to practice to this level, even if you get some opportunities. Are you from the Qingluan world? I think the swordsmanship you used just now seems to be Qingluan.
The swordsmanship of Luan Realm’s Xingyue Sect.”
Qin Hai was even more surprised. Not only did this old man know about Qingluan Realm, but he also recognized that he used the Xingyue Sect's swordsmanship. His background must not be simple. Even though he looked like he was only about sixty years old, his true age was
It might scare someone to death.
"No, I am from Chunjiang. I went to Qingluan Realm by chance some time ago. Is the senior also from Qingluan Realm?" Qin Hai asked curiously.
"I have never been to Qingluan Realm, but I have met people from the Xingyue Sect, so your swordsmanship seems familiar to me."
The old man seemed to have guessed what Qin Hai was thinking. He waved his hand and continued: "That was a long time ago. I guess the person I know has died long ago, so don't ask me where he is. But since you are
People from the Xingyue Sect can be regarded as the queen of old friends, so even though your foundation is a mess, I still
I reluctantly accept you as my disciple. Remember, from today on, I am your mentor. I don’t have many rules. There is only one, the tuition fee of 10,000 yuan per month must be paid to me in advance. Don’t be dissatisfied.
The price is high, but as long as you are willing to study hard, I guarantee that your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds in the future..."
Looking at the old man talking with his hands behind his back in front of him, Qin Hai was dumbfounded for a moment, what the hell was going on.
Initially, he thought that this old man was a top expert who came out of nowhere, but after a few words, his demeanor suddenly changed, and he turned into an old liar who hired apprentices to cheat him out of food and drink!
Uncle, can you please stop quickly? I want to get off the bus. This is not a bus leading to the kindergarten!
"Senior, I have already worshiped as a master, and now I have a master." Qin Hai said with a mixture of laughter and tears.
The old man frowned slightly, and then criticized with a straight face: "You can't be a teacher again after you have learned it? Then you have studied Chinese and mathematics, but you don't want to learn foreign languages? You don't want to think like this. As a practitioner, you must learn from others.
Do you understand that the best of all families cannot be stubborn? I see that you are not very old, but your thoughts are more feudal and stubborn than those of 70 or 80-year-olds. You are really hopeless!"
Qin Hai's heart moved. He took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and handed it over. He said with a smile: "Senior, let's not talk about becoming a disciple for now. As long as the senior instructs the junior to break through the door, the 10,000 yuan will be used as a gift."
It is the younger generation who honors you!"
Seeing the money in Qin Hai's hand, the old man's eyes lit up and he quickly snatched it away. He counted the money quickly while standing with his fingers and spitting, and said: "It's easy. You just do what I say and break open the door easily."
Song, if you give me another hundred thousand yuan, I guarantee that the old immortal inside will be beaten like a dead dog by you!"
Qian Qin Hai was unmoved, and the old man frowned slightly, "The price is ninety-five thousand, no less!"
"Ninety-four thousand!"
"Ninety-three thousand?"
"Ninety thousand..." The old man suddenly became angry, "Boy, I helped you only after I thought you were an old friend. If you don't know what's good, I won't bother to meddle in your own business!"
Qin Hai laughed and took out another wad of money from the Qiankun Ring, a total of one hundred thousand yuan.
"As long as senior can help me find my friend, in addition to this 100,000 yuan, I will also give you a heavy reward later."
The old man immediately took the money and said with a smile: "Easy to say, if you had taken out the money earlier, nothing would have happened. Don't worry, your friend will be fine as long as I am here."
Before he finished speaking, the old man stuffed all the money into the snakeskin bag hanging behind his butt, then lit the castle with his pipe, "You should still use the same sword move just now, believe me, this time
It will definitely open that door."
Qin Hai came to the gate of the castle doubtfully and still used the Xingyue Sect's sword move. A sharp sword light immediately flew towards the gate of the castle.
At the same time, the old man squatting behind Qin Hai, holding a pipe in his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked his left hand, and a strong wind flew out quietly.
Bang!
When Qin Hai's sword light struck the castle gate, there was only a loud noise, and the wooden gate suddenly exploded, turning into countless sawdust and flying out in all directions...