Fantasy: First Day Of Wedding, Reward Supreme Bone

Qin Yun naturally wouldn't care about the old woodcutter's offer of swordsmanship.

Not to mention that he is an ancestor who respects the foundation, and it is impossible for him to show any exquisite swordsmanship. Even if he reveals the swordsmanship of a saint, Qin Yun will not be interested.

"I said you kid is so muddy that you can't stick to the wall."

"Look, my ancestor's sword skills are unparalleled."

The old man who chops firewood must use his strength to conquer Qin Yun.

Without waiting for Qin Yun to say anything, the old man started demonstrating on the spot.

He picked up the broken ax and moved forward. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked as slovenly as an old beggar. His dirty silver hair was flying. He even looked a little funny holding the ax.

However, there is an inexplicable sense of elegance and space.

The moves are fast and fierce, without any sloppiness. Every move is very natural, as if it is demonstrating the laws of the operation of the Great Dao.

"Sage swordsmanship?"

Qin Yun frowned, feeling surprised in his heart.

This old beggar went to the extreme and used the foundation-building ancestor to hide his identity. Why is it that he is now showing off a set of saint sword skills inexplicably?

"Really want to trade in my sword skills?"

Qin Yun shook his head, somewhat unsure of the old man's intentions.

His own swordsmanship is ingenious but secretly clumsy. If he didn't know the formula, it would simply look clumsy to the extreme.

Even if the saint is extraordinary, there is absolutely no essence.

Why is this old guy spending so much money?

"Do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Yun seemed to have thought of something.

An old Taoist saint lives in seclusion in the mountains and doesn't interact with anyone. He comes to his valley to eat and drink whenever he has nothing to do.

Could it be that you are really infatuated with me and want to accept me as your disciple?

Qin Yun feels that this is very possible. After all, it is not uncommon in this fantasy world for certain sons of destiny to meet hidden masters in the deep mountains and forests, and then be appreciated by the masters and receive their inheritance.

But then he shook his head again.

My talent is so poor, even if the old man admires me, it is impossible to catch up with his own inheritance.

"Mostly because I can't see that this is the swordsmanship of a saint. After all, a qi-training monk really can't see anything."

Qin Yun said in his heart.

"how?"

Soon, the old man finished his performance and returned to his slovenly posture, looking at Qin Yun with a smile.

His expression was quite confident and proud, as if he was sure of Qin Yun's defeat.

"generally."

However, Qin Yun's words left the old man stunned on the spot.

In the old man's opinion, even if the Qi Practitioner can't see anything about the swordsmanship of a saint, he should be able to feel the profound swordsmanship, be deeply shocked by it, and fall in love with it.

In fact, he should kneel down and beg, praying that he would teach him this swordsmanship.

But the young man in front of him behaved so indifferently that the old man was a little unexpected.

"You are really stupid and cannot be taught. This... this..."

"Hey, you idiot."

The old man hesitated to speak, and finally let out a long sigh.

"It's just the foundation-building sword technique. When I live to your age, I will naturally break through the foundation-building sword technique. Sooner or later, I will be able to understand your sword technique." Qin Yun said.

"You are such an idiot."

The old man was completely speechless.

The saint's sword skills were in front of him, but this kid couldn't see anything. He was really hopelessly stupid.

Finally, the old man put his thoughts aside and left angrily.

.........

"Is this old beggar really planning to accept me as his disciple?"

Qin Yun thought as he looked at the old man's back.

And the next few days made him firmer on this conjecture.

Because the old man comes almost every day and demonstrates various saint methods, secret techniques, Divine Ability, sword skills, Taoism in front of him...

Like a female monkey in heat, raising her buttocks to seduce the destined monkey.

Qin Yun always turned a blind eye to this and pretended not to understand.

I can only say two words to evaluate it, average.

After a few times of jumping around like an old man, I almost cursed!

"Old senior, are you planning to accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Yun eventually became impatient and simply spoke bluntly.

"yes."

The old man was very straightforward and admitted it directly.

"Ancestor, my life is about to end now, but I don't have any descendants. I can't bear to have this inheritance buried, so I plan to pass it on to you."

The old man said so.

"When I live to be eighty years old in the Foundation Establishment Realm, I will naturally be able to attain enlightenment. I don't want to become a disciple." Qin Yun looked uninterested and frantically tried and played, trying to see if the old man would reveal his true feelings in front of him. Real realm.

"You... are hopeless!" the old man was furious: "Do you really think my inheritance is that bad?"

However, when he said this, he stopped suddenly, his face turned red, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "Anyway, I can't tell you now. One day you will naturally understand that you will never accept me as your teacher, ancestor." What's the harm? It can be said that this is the greatest opportunity in your life."

Seeing that the old man was unwilling to tell his true identity, Qin Yun stopped teasing him.

"Why do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Yun asked, this was a confusing question for him.

After all, he is just a young monk in the Qi-training realm. He is in his twenties and his talent is better than that of ordinary people, but he is not much inferior to monks.

The inheritance of saints is so important, even those geniuses flock to it, why must it be passed on to him, a little monk.

Is it just because I am surrounded by old people that I am a young person?

Qin Yun felt baffled.

"Although you have stupid qualifications and many shortcomings in practice, you have one of the most critical advantages of my practice."

The old man thought for a while and said.

"What advantage?" Qin Yun looked at the old man curiously.

The old man pondered for a long time, hesitated to speak, but finally gritted his teeth and said four words: "Low-key enough."

"Today's young people are too impetuous, and there are too many arrogant people. It is very rare for someone like you, at this age, to be willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and not care about the affairs of the world."

Hearing such an explanation, Qin Yun suddenly realized.

Gou Sage wants to accept disciples, so naturally the key to selecting disciples is the word "gou".

And myself, just...

"I'm not interested."

Qin Yun opened his mouth and refused directly.

He naturally looked down upon the inheritance of saints.

The old man is a good person, and Qin Yun doesn't want him to pay for it by mistake.

He has inherited it and practiced for thousands of years to get to this point. It can be said that it took thousands of years of hard work. If it were passed down to him, it would be of almost no use.

It is better to pass it on to someone who is destined. After the old man dies, the inheritance can continue to shine. He believes that this is why the old man insists on accepting a disciple.

"You have to learn even if you don't want to learn." The old man wanted to rely on the saint's cultivation to become stronger.

Qin Yun was very helpless about this. After all, he was a young monk in the Qi training realm and was unable to resist.

"Read with me, walk along the Baihui Road, and pass through the Spiritual Palace!"

“What exchange should I take??”

"Go through Baihui and pass through the Spiritual Palace!"

"Why walk for a hundred???"

"Your talent is really that of the ancestor of Qi Sha."