Chapter 32:

Han Changsheng carried Anyuan from the path and walked out of Yuehua Mountain.
Anyuan looked back at Yueshan Huashan and asked: "Why don't you take me up the mountain?"
Han Changsheng has chosen a remote path for this road. He is afraid of hitting people. I don’t know if the Yuehua faction has found that their master and two brothers are gone. Now that the dog Xianjun has lost his memory, of course he can't take him back to the Yuehua faction, or his identity will be exposed.
He said: "What are you going to on the mountain? Your relatives and friends are not on the mountain. I will take you there now."
Anyuan is just a sneer. Han Changsheng’s lie is too bad. He is observing this way. Han Changsheng is obviously afraid of people who come across the mountain, and they wear the same clothes, indicating that they are disciples of a certain sect. They are in the back mountain of the mountain, saying that the people on the mountain are They don't matter, it's a seven-year-old who won't believe it. However, Anyuan did not expose Han Changsheng, he wanted to see what tricks this guy had to play.
Han Changsheng also doesn't care if Anyuan knows anything. In short, it is imperative to give the dog Xianjun this hot potato to the mysterious old man.
Han Changsheng carried Anyuan to the pavilion at the foot of Yuehua Mountain. This is where the Japanese and Korean long-lived Han met the strange old man and took the opportunity to teach Yunzi to send disciples. To his surprise, he just came to the gazebo and saw a white-haired old man meditating in the pavilion, and the scene of the day. The same.
This strange old man, meditating in this pavilion every day? Is there anything special about this pavilion?
Han Changsheng walked into the pavilion with Anyuan. The people here are still relatively rare. He wants to put Anyuan in this pavilion first, then buy two veiled hats and new clothes to come back. Although I don't want to admit it, the face of Anyuan is really eye-catching. They are not very good at wearing the clothes of Yuehua’s disciples. They have to change their dresses before they can take Anyuan to leave.
Han Changsheng walked into the gazebo. He thought that this strange old man would continue to settle as before. He did not intend to have anything to do with the old man. He didn’t expect the old man to suddenly open his eyes and look at him and Anyuan when he saw him. When the sabre at the waist, the whole face changed.
Han Changsheng was a savvy old man who had seen this strange old man. Hesitated for a moment. In order not to get into trouble, he first helped Anyuan to sit down in a style, and then pretended to be modestly on the court: "I have seen seniors. I bother seniors to rest. Sorry, the younger will soon leave here."
The old man stared at him and didn't talk.
Han Changsheng thought about it and asked: "Predecessors can know the whereabouts of the mysterious old man?" He didn't know where to look for the mysterious old man. He was also planning to inquire about the news all the time. Since he met the old man, he simply asked. This old man has lived so much age, maybe he is well-informed, and he really knows the whereabouts of the mysterious old man.
Blame the old man's eyes sharply: "I asked you to come to me?"
Han Changsheng a glimpse: Who is he? and many more! Find me"? ? Is this old man? ?
The old man suddenly shot, and a talon claw hit Han Hansheng. Han Changsheng was shocked and immediately avoided: "What are you doing?"
That strange old man does not speak, but also a claw to the Han Changsheng waist between the handle of the black iron sword. Han Changsheng saw that he wanted to grab the sword and quickly took the sword and grabbed it in his hand.
The old man pressed hard and constantly attacked Han Changsheng, and Han Changsheng had to fight back. The old man was really powerful. Han Changsheng didn't want to play the sword. After two strokes, he pulled out the sword and tried to defeat the old man.
After the old man saw him out of the sword, the offensive became more fierce, and Han Changsheng had to make all efforts to deal with it. The old man looked at his moves, and he was more excited and his eyes were bright.
Anyuan sat on the side, he was covered with injuries, not good to intervene, only to be surprised to look at two inexplicably hit guys.
After a while, the old man stepped back and stopped the battle: "Okay, good!"
Han Changsheng knew that he was not his opponent. When he saw the old man retreating, he did not dare to win the pursuit. He frowned and took a step back: "What are you doing?"
The strange old man smiled a little, did not explain, suddenly shot a shot, Han Changsheng was too late to guard, he was fixed in the acupuncture point. Han Changsheng had a strange look. He hadn't had time to ask again. The old man suddenly grabbed his collar and flew out. Han Changsheng only saw Anyuan sitting aside in surprise, farther and farther away from him, and disappeared.
Not a moment, the two came to a wild Han Changsheng and let go of his acupuncture.
Han Changsheng has finished the collar of the old man who is being blamed by the old man. He is not very airy: "What do you do?"
The old man smiled and said: "How can you change your face when you are a child? You will see you last time. It is not this face. It is a lot better today."
Han Changsheng was shocked. I didn't expect this old man to be so powerful, and he saw his easyness at a glance. He did not know that this old man specialized in internal strength for several decades, has been trained to recognize the ability of the insider, no matter what Han Changsheng is easy to face, he can only see through the breath.
auzw.com The old man saw Han Changsheng with a look of surprise, only a slight smile, and did not entangle on this topic, and said: "What is the relationship between Lan Fang and you?"
Han Changsheng listened to him talking about Lan Fang, and it was a glimpse. I remembered that the old man seemed to stare at the sabre of his waist, and I was afraid to recognize the sword that the elder Lan Fang gave him. When he thought about it, he still replied honestly: "I am a pro-disciple of Elder Lan Fang."
I blame the old man for a moment, and suddenly said: "Sure enough. I only intended to test you, your swordsmanship, and indeed his style. Unexpectedly, he actually received a pro-disciple, and passed the dragon sword to you. It seems that he is also old."
Han Changsheng looked at the strange old man in amazement. Who is this strange old man? He seems to be familiar with Elder Lan Fang. Is he the elder brother Lan Lan’s past to withdraw from the Yuehua school?
The old man ridiculed himself and said: "After a blink of an eye, I have been fighting for a lifetime. I was young and frivolous. I want to fight for the best in the world. I don’t want anything. I only know how to practice, I’m almost mad, I’m crazy. For decades, nowadays, there are many talents in the rivers and lakes, and many people have remembered that we are stubborn. I know that the limit is near, and suddenly I will open it. I will fight for it. After a lifetime, it is just like this. At that time, there was not even a caring person around me. If I could cherish the people around me, I am afraid that there will not be so many regrets today..."
Han Changsheng listened to a lot of self-talking to himself, and he was confused: "Are you looking for elder Lan Fang?"
The old man sighed: "I want to see him, but I don't have a face to see him."
Han Changsheng's mouth was pumped. The old immortal is awkward. At the beginning, he shaved the hairs of Gu Mingxiao’s love cats’ ass. Gu Ming’s anger didn’t say a word to him for a month. He was cheeky and followed Gu Ming every day. Xiao’s buttocks are behind the scenes, but it’s not the same. You have a faceless face, your old face can be worth a few dollars.
The old man looked up and down Han Changsheng and smiled: "I saw his apprentice so prosperous, and I am very comforted. Look at you, look at your breath, you are only about twenty years old this year? At this age, can have This is more than a hundred times that of ours."
Han Changsheng licked his lips: "That, you won't, is the mysterious old man?" Just now, when the old man heard the name of the mysterious old man, he took a seat on his own, and he still had a big limit. Could it be said that...
The old man blames the smile: "Isn’t the old man already answering you? It’s the old man."
Han Changsheng was shocked by the forest. Rely on, break through the innocent shoes, it takes no effort! This old man is actually a mysterious old man? ! Actually, is the younger brother of Lan Fang’s elder? ! Losing him, he thought it would be hard to find, this is not a mountain to run on! It seems that the stinky gods are sometimes not so unreliable!
"You don't look like the way the deadline is coming!" Han Changsheng blurted out. The old man is full of spirits and his internal strength is so rich. He thought that the mysterious old man should now be lying in bed and weakly squatting. How old is this old man who is about to die? !
Xuanji old man shook his head: "If you know how to look at the air, you will know that I have been killed for a long time. When I was young, I was eager for quick success. I took a break from the road. Now I am already rotted in the middle of the battle. If it is not supported by a strong breath, about three or five days ago. The driver has gone west."
Han Changsheng looked at the mysterious old man incredibly.
The mysterious old man went on to say: "When I was dying, I looked back at the past and knew that my mistake was outrageous. I obviously care about it. If I want that person to look at myself more, I have to beat him and waste my life. In fact, I care. People, why bother to sigh, to accompany him, to be good for him, only these are true. Unfortunately, I only understand when I arrived."
Han Changsheng cautiously said: "Then you come here, do you want to see the elders of Lan Fang again?"
Xuanji old man smiled and said: "I originally thought a bit, but when I got here, I was in love. I didn't want him to see me like this, and I didn't want to provoke him to be sentimental. There is another reason why I have practiced for decades. I have a skill, but I have no one. I want to benefit future generations, and I don’t want to live a life. I had a relationship with the Yuehua faction, and I wanted to come to Yuehua to pick a spiritual disciple. An internal force was passed to him."
Han Changsheng took a breath of air. From the beginning, he felt that something was wrong, and finally I remembered it. This guy is a mysterious old man! According to the fate written by the fate of Xianjun, the mysterious old man will pass all the internal forces to Anyuan before he dies. This is a turning point in the life of Anyuan! However, since the beginning, the mysterious old man has never seen Anyuan at a glance! It’s as if they don’t know it! What exactly is going on!
Xuanji old man looked at Han Changsheng with a fixed gaze: "I stayed here for a few days under the Yuehua School. I happened to meet the disciples of your Yuehua faction and went down the mountain. I have seen almost all the young disciples. You have been in this life. Among the younger brothers, only the child you are with today is very talented and won my heart. You are far away from that day. In fact, I prefer the child. He is more stable than you, but until you are a veteran. When you learn the few unscrupulous hairy children, the old man feels that he still appreciates your blood."
Han Changsheng’s chin was on the ground. No, this misunderstanding is a bit big. I am not trying to save you. Don’t be so passionate? !
Mysterious old man said: "Today I know that you are actually a pro-disciple of Lan Fang. The old man is more convinced that the old man has not read the wrong person. The old man has always had a regret in this life, that is, he should not argue with Lan Fang at the beginning. Now you have him. The foreign swordsmanship method, I will tell you that my internal force is passed on to you, and I can make up for this regret."
Han Changsheng was scared to retreat: "I don't... wait..."
Without waiting for Han Changsheng to finish the refusal, Xuanji old man pressed his shoulder and pressed his fingers on a few acupuncture points on his body. Han Changsheng’s legs were soft and fell to the ground. The mysterious old man pulled his shoulders and adjusted his posture and sat down behind him.
The warm internal force is slowly introduced into Han Changsheng's body.
At the same time, 10,000 words spit into the mind of Han Changsheng. He didn’t know how to spit from that sentence. However, the constant influx of internal forces made his limbs extremely comfortable and gradually relaxed.
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