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Chapter 274: The door owner is a wise man

Compared to the battlefield where Li Longqian was, the situation on the other side of the woods was completely different. A fierce battle was going on there, but here the wind was clear and the clouds were clear. An old man was sitting on the ground, with a red sword hanging in the air beside him.

, the sword is engraved with the two small characters Guanzhi, although the old man is not

There is nothing special, the clothes on his body are no different from that of the old farmer in the forest, but the sword beside the old man can be recognized as an extraordinary object at a glance. After all, the looming red light makes people feel

There was a trace of fear, not to mention that the sword was still hanging in the air.

The expression on the old man's face was a bit anxious, as if he was waiting for someone. He raised his head and looked into the distance from time to time. After a few glances, he looked back slightly disappointed. I don't know how much time had passed.

, a person appeared in the woods, a naive child who could not be more than ten years old in both height and appearance. The girl saw the old man lying on the ground.

After that, her face changed slightly. After she realized what she was doing, the petite and thin figure jumped back slightly, and finally landed steadily on a willow tree. The girl's body seemed to have no weight, even if she stood on the weak willow branch.

, without any sense of oppression, the old man turned his head and glanced at the girl, who disappeared like a bird in the forest.

But I don’t know how much time passed, and the girl appeared in front of the old man again. She came and walked gently. When the old man saw the wine gourd in the girl’s hand, he grinned.

"Senior actually came out of the mountain." The girl spoke softly, but her voice was indeed that of an adult woman.

"Well, I've been hiding it for a long time. Come out and take a look." The old man nodded slightly, but his eyes never left the wine gourd in the girl's hand.

"I have long heard that my seniors are having a wedding ceremony. I wonder if this wine will suit your taste."

The fairy tale fell to the ground and threw the wine bottle in her hand into the sky. The old man was still sitting on the ground and did not reach out to catch the gourd. Instead, the red sword beside the old man buzzed and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, the wine gourd was already gone.

It landed firmly on the sword, and the sword slowly flew back to the old man.

"Haha." The old man grinned, reached for the wine gourd, and the red Guanzhi Sword hung beside the old man again.

"Ye Yangmen, Xue Yingying meets senior."

After seeing this scene, the girl quickly knelt down on the ground, with a hint of awe in her tone.

"After all these years, you still haven't grown taller." The old man said with a smile as he uncorked the wine.

"If he grows older, his body will no longer be so light." The girl replied respectfully.

"Haha, that's right. You Yeyang sect doesn't practice martial arts, but it's strange that you can train a group of invincible masters like you." The old man nodded slightly, picked up the wine gourd, raised his head, and drank more than half of it.

"If you can't practice Qing Gong well, how can you collect information?" the girl replied with a smile.

The old man reluctantly put down the wine bottle in his hand, grinned, and said to himself: "The wine is good, but it's a pity that it's missing a few points."

"Senior, if you like it, Yingying will go and get another pot." The girl quickly replied.

"Forget it, forget it." The old man waved his hand slightly, stood up and looked at the girl who was not half as tall as him but was already more than a hundred years old. He asked with a smile: "How about you use this Qinggong skill of yours?"

Teach me, and I will pass on my swordsmanship to you, what do you think?"

The girl smiled stiffly and said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "Senior, please don't joke."

"Are you kidding? I mean everything I said." The old man curled his lips and seemed a little unhappy.

"It's not a good deal for you to trade your old man's swordsmanship for my useless Qinggong." The girl replied with a smile.

"Haha, that's right. You Yeyangmen have always been sneaky and sneaky in their work. You don't know martial arts. If you don't have some housekeeping skills, you will be able to travel around the world without being beaten to death." The old man said nothing.

Show mercy, curl your lips and walk forward.

When the girl heard this, she looked a little unhappy.

"Why, are you unhappy?" the old man turned around and asked.

"No, what the senior said is true." The girl nodded perfunctorily.

"Don't be unhappy, otherwise if you go back and write a few random strokes for me, won't my reputation be ruined for the rest of my life?" The old man laughed and walked forward again.

"We at Yeyangmen always record things according to the facts, and we will never make up things." The girl replied with a serious expression, and followed the old man with a gentle step.

"Haha." The old man smiled when he heard this and asked in a low voice: "You people from Yeyang Gate came in time. Are you here for those children?"

The girl nodded slightly and said calmly: "I came here for the competition between Chen Shisan and Fang Xiaodao."

"Why are you Yeyangmen still targeting these two people?" The old man turned around and asked in surprise.

"Last is the day when the Small Universe List is released, so our Yeyang Sect takes special care of the young people in the world."

"Oh." The old man nodded.

The girl stopped, thought for a moment, raised her head and asked, "Senior, are you here for Li Longqian?"

"Yeah." The old man nodded.

The girl followed behind the old man and did not continue talking. There may be some things she left unsaid.

Unconsciously, the two of them walked to the place where Li Longqian and Fang Xiaodao were competing. The old man stopped a hundred meters away from Li Longqian and hid his aura, so neither Chen Shisan nor Fang Xiaodao noticed it.

Despite the presence of the old man, the girl stood quietly beside the old man.

"Senior seems to be particularly concerned about this Li Longqian." The girl spoke softly.

"Is it possible that you Yeyangmen don't care?" the old man turned around and asked.

"I don't care." The girl shook her head.

"Why?" The old man frowned, his tone a little confused.

"The sect master has ordered that unless we meet by chance like today, we will not record anything about Li Longqian. Even if he was carrying the Yellow Dragon's Breath and killed a first-rank martial artist with a third-level martial artist, we will not record it.

"The girl explained.

"Then do you know why your sect leader doesn't let you record Li Longqian's affairs?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Because Li Longqian is the enemy of your former dynasty, our Yeyang Clan cannot afford to offend him." The girl told the truth.

When the old man heard this, he laughed loudly. Of course, this laughter could only be heard by the girl, the old man and the Guanzhi Sword, and no one else could hear it.

"Why are you laughing, senior?" the girl asked calmly.

"I laugh at your sect master for being a smart man." After the old man said this, he turned around and asked, "Do you want to remember what happened today?"

"You have to write it down, because Chen Shisanfang Xiaodao was also present, so it would be inappropriate not to remember it."

"Remember it, write it down, the new era of Jianghu still depends on young people like them." The old man unexpectedly agreed, instead of forcing himself not to remember this matter as the girl thought.


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