C110 Use It to Scare the Dragon

"Take me back. " After saying that, the Drunken Daoist fell asleep again.

Henn Wuyi, who was standing outside the door, looked at Mr. Xiao and waited for her instructions.

"Go, send senior off. " Mr. Xiao nodded and said.

Henn Wuyi raised his hand again, wanting to lift the coffin, but this time it was especially easy.

No one told him where to send it, and no one told him when to send it.

But he knew that there would be a time to send it. He randomly picked a direction and slowly walked forward with one hand holding the coffin.

He walked for two hours. His arm was somewhat stiff, and beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. However, the person in the coffin was still sleeping soundly. Henn Wuyi could still hear the snoring of the Drunken Daoist.

Therefore, Henn Wuyi could only continue forward. He walked for another two hours.

Henn Wuyi was no longer relaxed. At this moment, his body was like a mountain pressing down on him. Every step he took would cause him to pause. Moreover, one of his legs was crippled, and his movements were even slower.

After walking for another incense stick of time, this incense stick of time was no longer just a tug of war within his body. It was also a contest of perseverance. This reminded him of the scene of cultivating when he was young. It was also this feeling, this feeling that he had not felt for a long time.

This was the sudden movement in the coffin. The drunk person seemed to have woken up. "Good boy, you sent me so far. Seeing that you are so thoughtful, I will teach you a move. Watch carefully. "

As soon as the drunk man finished speaking, he was already standing in front of Henn Wuyi.

Henn Wuyi did not have time to react. The drunk man pulled out Henn Wuyi's knife.

The drunk man's expression froze, and he exclaimed, "What a strong cold air!"

He took out a wine pot, took a big gulp, and then sprayed it on Henn Wuyi's blade.

"This move is called the Two Life and Death Restriction!"

With a swing of the long blade, the blade was pointed at the Netherworld. His left hand was also holding the handle of the blade. The blade slashed diagonally, and a patch of forest was cut in half like rotten wood. "The First Hex of Life and Death!"

Then he loosened his left hand, and in an instant, he actually slashed out nine blades. The nine blade lights gathered together, forming a chasm on the ground. "One blade forbidden death. "

The drunk man threw the blade in front of Henn Wuyi, but his body fell down. What was surprising was that at the moment when he was about to land, he actually slipped out, and disappeared from Henn Wuyi's line of sight.

The drunk man's moves were very consistent. In Henn Wuyi's eyes, he had used at least ten moves, but it was only in the blink of an eye.

Henn Wuyi threw away the coffin in his hand, took back the knife in front of him, and walked back to the path with an expressionless face.

In the middle of the bamboo mountain, Ye Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes. He felt a warmth rising in his dantian.

His limbs and bones were incomparably warm. His entire body was like a tender shoot that broke out of the ground in spring, about to be reborn.

"Don't use the Hidden Dragon Palace. If you use it, it will shock the dragon. If you use it, you will fight the Eight Desolations. You will be invincible! Hahahaha! "The Drunken Daoist who was riding on a donkey suddenly laughed loudly.

"You are awake. " Mr. Xiao, who was sitting by Ye Xiaotian's bed, said.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for saving my life. Including today, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay this favor in my life. " Ye Xiaotian said with a bitter smile.

"Young Master Ye, don't worry. If you help me, even if you help yourself, I believe you will understand very soon. " Mr. Xiao changed the topic. " Furthermore, the one who saved you this time is your master. "

"My master?" Ye Xiaotian was stunned for a second, then he immediately thought of the Jiang Wuqi who only showed a change of expression when killing, but he immediately rejected the idea, "Impossible. "

Mr. Xiao asked again, "Could it be that Young Master Ye really doesn't have such a master? He is a Daoist with unfathomable martial arts, and he is also an incredible Daoist. "

Mr. Xiao seemed to be very concerned about this priest.

When Ye Xiaotian heard the two words Daoist, he immediately thought of the Daoist who had passed the dragon transformation technique to him. "He's here?"

Even Ye Xiaotian was incomparably shocked. The first time they met, he had given him the Hidden Dragon Skill, but the second time was only by chance. He originally thought that he was just passing the skill to that senior, but he didn't expect that he would come here to treat his injuries.

If he hadn't been paying attention to her, how would he have known that she was seriously injured in the middle of the bamboo mountain? Thinking about this, the mystery in his mind became even more serious.

"Yes. I wonder if Young Master Ye can reveal the name of his teacher?" Mr. Xiao asked.

Ye Xiaotian said apologetically, "I won't hide it from Mr. Xiao. When this senior first met me, he taught me his skills. However, I didn't mind. The second time, I just smiled at each other. I didn't talk much. Although I have the intention to treat this senior as my father, However, this senior never said that he would take in a disciple. I didn't expect that Senior would save me this time. "

"So that's how it is. " Mr. Xiao said with some regret.

"Why does Mr. Xiao care so much about this senior?" Ye Xiaotian asked, puzzled.

Mr. Xiao thought for a while and said slowly, "I see that this senior's martial arts skills are similar to a legend in the martial arts world who is elusive. I have admired this senior for a long time. If I can see him in my life, then my life will not be in vain. "

Ye Xiaotian did not expect that this mysterious Mr. Xiao would give such a high evaluation. He could not help asking in surprise, "May I know what this senior's name is? Can I get to know him?"

"When the major sects were established, this senior had been famous for a long time. However, he was a warm-hearted person who traveled the world all year round. He was a true hero who wanted to get rid of all the injustice in the world. Just like his benefactor, This hero also wore a Daoist robe and claimed to have come from Wudang. However, countless people in the Jianghu who had received his kindness went to Wudang to thank him, but they were told that there was no such person in the sect. This person's whereabouts were unpredictable. The person who wanted to find him had never been found. Perhaps because he was tired of people searching for him, he told them his name, Daoist Ming. As the saying goes, 'I can't control the heavens when my life is mine'. That's how the heavens can pacify the world. " Mr. Xiao said respectfully.

"The greatest hero is for the country and the people. " Ye Xiaotian also sighed with emotion.

Ye Xiaotian naturally would not forget his purpose of coming to Yan Yun Alley. He asked, "I wonder what Mr. Xiao's opinion on the news in the martial world is?"

Mr. Xiao naturally knew that Ye Xiaotian was referring to the incident where he colluded with the Bright Moon Tavern to harm the four major gangs and destroy the Baihua Pavilion.

"I don't believe it. " Mr. Xiao said without hesitation.

Ye Xiaotian let out a long sigh of relief when he heard that. What he was afraid of the most was that Mr. Xiao would believe the rumors in the martial world. Mr. Xiao had a close relationship with the Baihua Pavilion. If she believed the rumors in the martial world, she would push the waves and chase the waves away. Even if Ye Xiaotian escaped from the Bright Moon Tavern, he would not be able to guard against everyone in the world.

"Many thanks for Mr. Xiao's trust. This time, I want to seek Mr. Xiao's help. In this world, only Mr. Xiao can help me. " Ye Xiaotian looked at Mr. Xiao and said solemnly.

"This rumor is unstoppable. The Bright Moon Tavern isn't the only one in the dark. " Mr. Xiao pointed out.

"So Mr. Xiao already knew about it. " Ye Xiaotian also sighed with emotion at Mr. Xiao's speed of gathering information.