The Ultimate Sword Master

The Taoist felt that Gu Han's eyes were a bit dangerous, and he panicked, and quickly changed his words: "Don't worry, I've already paid the wages!"

"Given?"

Gu Han's face darkened, "Old man, don't say it was those fish!"

"Fish?"

The Taoist shook his head, "Do you really think that you two ate fish?"

Gu Han was stunned.

I'm almost full, how could I not know if it was fish?

"You think."

The Taoist looked at Qian Ye again, "The fruit you ate, is it really a fruit?"

Qian Ye's face darkened too.

It's sour, bitter and astringent, it really can't be called a fruit!

"And you."

The Taoist looked at the listless Ashu again, "The spring water you drank, is it really spring water?"

Ashu didn't understand, but it didn't stop it from thinking that the Taoist wanted to default on his debt.

Gu Han and Leng Meizi looked at each other, and suddenly thought of the abnormality in his body that he had felt before.

Could it be...

"Actually."

The old Taoist shook his head, "Every blade of grass and every tree here is a treasure. The things you took are enough to make others jealous, and they are also enough for you to use. If you take too much, it will be too much and be targeted by some people. At that time, not only will you face a murder, but even I... will have to lie in this grave in advance."

Gu Han looked helpless.

No matter whether what the old Taoist said was true or false, he couldn't really break the other person's good leg.

"Forget it."

The old Taoist sighed, "You have stayed long enough, it's time to go out."

Hearing this.

Gu Han's face changed slightly.

He suddenly thought of the weird way to go out, and hurriedly said: "Old man, this time... Don't slap me in the face, okay?"

Leng Meizi and Qianye felt a little strange.

What does going out have to do with slapping in the face?

Pah!

Just when I thought of this, I saw the old Taoist raised his greasy big hand high and slapped Ah Shu's black little face!

"Ah..."

The scream was halfway through, and Ashu disappeared in an instant.

Qianye was dumbfounded!

The old Taoist wiped his hands on his torn robe casually and walked towards the three people. Qianye was the first to bear the brunt.

"It's okay."

Gu Han, an experienced person, comforted him: "It will only hurt for a while..."

"Dream on!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Give up on this idea!"

Qianye finally couldn't help it and exploded completely, "If you want to go out this way, I would rather never go out..."

He wanted to turn around and leave.

But his feet seemed to have taken root and he couldn't move at all.

Bang!

At this time, a wooden crutch as thick as a wrist hit Qianye's forehead heavily!

Without even shouting, Qianye was knocked unconscious and fell on his back, but his body had not yet landed on the ground, and he had already disappeared.

Suddenly.

The old Taoist turned his eyes and fell on Leng Meizi.

Leng Meizi didn't react much.

Except when facing Gu Han, she would always remain calm and wise, and would not take this small slap seriously.

"Old man!"

Gu Han couldn't help it, "You... don't hit too hard."

"What?"

The old Taoist glanced at him, "Feeling distressed?"

Gu Han rolled his eyes.

Isn't that nonsense!

"It's okay."

Hearing Gu Han's concern for her, a blush and happiness instantly appeared on Leng Meizi's fair and tender face, "I was used to being hit when I was a child..."

Gu Han was stunned.

Suddenly, he felt even more distressed.

"Alas."

The old Taoist shook his head, "Forget it, the little girl is pitiful enough, I really can't do this..."

As he spoke.

Leng Meizi's figure slowly dissipated, and he was also sent out of the dream.

"This..."

Gu Han was stunned, "Can it be like this?"

"Yes."

"Then you..."

"The old Taoist is itching to do it."

Gu Han:...

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist walked in front of him, but he didn't rush to do it, but just stared at him up and down.

"Old man."

Gu Han stared at the old Taoist's movements and couldn't help but said, "Be quick!"

He was predicting.

Predicting whether to take the slap with the left or right cheek.

"..."

The old Taoist still didn't speak.

After a long while, he sighed, "Little guy, let me ask you a question."

"What?"

"How is your sword practice?"

Gu Han was stunned.

He didn't understand why the old Taoist suddenly asked such a question without any reason.

"I've been working hard."

After thinking for a while, he gave a standard answer, "Work hard to reach the top of the sword path."

"Work hard?"

The old Taoist looked up at the sky, and a trace of desolation flashed in his eyes, "I don't know how many people have tried this road of hard work, and it doesn't work."

"Old man."

Gu Han asked in confusion, "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing."

The old Taoist waved his hand, "Old people will become chatterboxes when they get older, just listen to it, don't take it to heart."

Gu Han sighed secretly.

He still felt a little regretful that he didn't see Sister Mo, whom he had been thinking about.

"Young man!"

The old Taoist shook his head repeatedly, "All day long, you just think about kissing!"

"Old man!"

Gu Han's face darkened, "Please be more elegant!"

The old Taoist thought for a while, "Then... kiss?"

Gu Han:...

As he was about to leave, Gu Han didn't bother to pay attention to his impropriety, and asked: "Old man, is there really a way... to save her at the Gate of the Other Shore?"

"have."

"That's good."

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

Even the old Taoist said this, which shows that the flower blooming next to the Gate of the Other Shore does exist, and it does have unimaginable miraculous effects.

The old man said nothing.

Compared with getting that flower, your own path is ten times more difficult.

"You go."

He said no more and slowly raised his palm.

Subconsciously.

Gu Han turned around and used the left side of his face to defend himself.

"No slap in the face this time."

The old man smiled.

"senior!"

Thinking of Qianye's tragic situation, Gu Han suddenly panicked, "You can't use a stick..."

Snapped!

The words are not finished yet.

The old Taoist patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "There are many things that you don't understand yet, but as long as you keep moving forward, one day you will be able to see all the truth. I can't help you, the old Taoist." I’m busy, but I want to say three words to you before I say goodbye!”

Gu Han was stunned, "Master, please tell me."

"Say the second sentence first."

The old Taoist thought for a while, "Remember, your sword is your only chance of winning!"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Han's figure quickly disappeared.

Gu Han was stunned.

etc!

What about two more sentences?

But before he could ask, he had already left this dream world.

This old man!

How inappropriate!

Subconsciously, this thought flashed through his mind.

he left.

Dameng Laodao stood motionless for most of the day.

"well."

It wasn't until sunset and the sky was getting dark that he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just dying, and I don't have much time left. Why should I care about these things?"

After taking a look at the brand new Taoist temple, he nodded with satisfaction and then walked towards the tomb.

Come to the tombstone.

He squatted down gently, first straightened it up, and then wiped it with a worn Taoist robe.

After a while.

The dust and mud on the tombstone had been wiped clean by him, and the full picture was revealed.

"It's not a thing!"

The old Taoist stared at the tombstone and cursed again, "I don't know how to get a stone! How many years can a piece of broken wood withstand the weather?"

After wiping away the mud, four small characters appeared in the lower right corner of the tombstone.

Disciple, Mei Yun.