The breeze blew on his face, bringing waves of coolness. Xiao Ling held Su Ya and slowly walked towards the Blue Sky Garden. At this time, most of the residents in the apartment inside had turned off the lights and fell asleep. As he was walking, his footsteps suddenly stopped again, and his eyes were caught.

I was attracted by an old man on the roadside.

There was obviously no garbage on the ground, but an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies was holding a broom and sweeping the street in a mechanized manner.

This old man is not simple!

This was the first voice that sounded deep in Xiao Ling's heart when she saw this old man.

When such a mysterious master appears next to him, if he does not understand his purpose and intentions, he will never feel at ease, and there will always be worries and threats.

After a slight hesitation, Xiao Ling walked over to the old man and said in a nonchalant tone: "Old man, who are you? What are you doing in Lingzhou?"

The old man still lowered his head to sweep the floor, and his tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "Can't you see who I am? I'm a bad old man who sweeps the floor, and I come to Lingzhou to make a living."

"You still use this nonsense to deceive a three-year-old child. If you want to deceive me, you will still be too young no matter how many decades older you are." This old man definitely has special skills. He said that he was just an ordinary sweeper. You wouldn't believe it."

No matter who you are or how high your martial arts skills are, Lingzhou is my territory and I won’t tolerate you running wild here.”

"Interesting young man." The old man smiled very wildly, and finally slowly raised his head and looked at Xiao Ling. At this point, Xiao Ling could see him clearly, but he was so frightened that his pupils instantly dilated, and he was greatly shocked.

of blow.

It's not because this old man looks so scary, but because although this old man looks no different from an ordinary old man on the surface, the moment he raises his head and meets his own eyes, a glimmer of light flashes in his eyes, which makes his blood boil.

, I felt the pressure doubled. Even though he hid it well and had a high level, but with the innate true energy already formed in his body that should not be underestimated, he could clearly and definitely feel that this old man's power was so profound that he was probably

I have only seen him in his life. The aura he exudes is vague, but in fact it is extremely powerful. Among the people he has met in his life, including the immortals in the Sixiang family, no one can have such aura as him. Even if he is

The grandfather who returns to nature and the mother who is like a martial artist are probably inferior to him!

Lingzhou, when did such a master come to Lingzhou?!

Because he was so shocked, Xiao Ling looked at the old man carefully. He had an ordinary appearance, old appearance, thin body, and gray hair. There was really nothing special about him on the surface. However, those eyes, which had gone through vicissitudes of life, had become...

Bright and spiritual, as deep as the sea.

"Boy, the energy in your body is a bit weird. Old man, I have lived for so many years and I still can't figure it out." The voice was as light as a mosquito and as thin as a gossamer, but it passed into Xiao Ling's ears clearly.

, every word is correct.

However, the old man never opened his mouth. These words were not spoken by his mouth, but by a trace of sound waves forced by his true energy, which reached Xiao Ling's ears.

The sound becomes a line!

Xiao Ling thought that this kind of skill could only exist in novels, but she didn't expect that it actually existed in reality.

I still underestimated this old man, his internal strength was truly unfathomable.

He is much more awesome than he thought!

"What's weird? It's because you are ignorant. Don't think that just because you have lived decades longer than me, you can rely on your old age to sell yourself." Xiao Ling deliberately belittled the old man's ability, so that he would not be too proud and that he could feel more balanced.

.Otherwise, this old man would be too bullying.

"Don't try to fool me, old man. I have seen people from the Sixiang family for countless generations, but I have never seen anyone with such strange Qi in his body as you." The old man sneered.

Xiao Ling was stunned again. He could conclude that the strange zhenqi the old man mentioned was probably because he had a strange innate zhenqi in his body. However, he also knew that he was from the Sixiang family. What was this about him?

Did he see it, or did he find out in advance? If he could see where he was coming from just with his eyes, then the extent of this old man's perversion was really beyond his expectation.

"That's my talent. I have good understanding. I can find shortcuts in my practice and be unique, isn't it? You old man has a dull talent and a shallow wisdom, so you can't understand the mystery." Xiao Ling proudly praised himself a little.

This time, the old man did not object to his words. Instead, he nodded lightly and said in a strange tone: "Well, yes, you are indeed the most talented person in the Sixiang family that I have ever seen. You mastered "Xuanwu" at a young age.

"Sacred Heart Art" has been practiced to the ninth level, which can be said to be rare in a thousand years, not bad, very good."

Xiao Ling's heart beat violently again. This old man knew that he was a descendant of the Xuanwu family of the Sixiang family, and he could see the depth of his cultivation at a glance, but he knew nothing about him. He was really only "terrible"

Two words can describe it.

"How about it? Admit that your talent is not as good as mine." Xiao Ling became even more proud after being praised by the old man. He spoke with great joy, deliberately not showing his shock.

"That's not necessarily true." The old man held the broom in his arms with his thin hands, and said proudly: "When I was your age, my martial arts skills were not necessarily worse than yours, and it goes without saying now. Don't talk about your "

"Xuanwu Sacred Heart Technique" has only been practiced to the ninth level. Even if it reaches the twelfth level, my old man can easily deal with you. Now? I can knock you down with one move."

"What did you say?" Classmate Xiao Ling was furious. This old man was so crazy. He, a martial arts prodigy known as a once-in-a-thousand-year-old member of the Sixiang family, actually couldn't catch his eye at all? The Sacred Heart Art is recorded in the Immortality Art.

He has mastered the most superior internal skills and mental methods, and even practiced them to the twelfth level, the highest level, and still can't beat him? He's just bragging.

"Would you like to give it a try?" the old man said in an indifferent but arrogant tone.

"Next time, didn't you see me holding a beautiful woman?" Although Xiao Ling was somewhat unconvinced, judging from the aura of the old man, the gap between him and her was really huge. Of course, he wouldn't do it just for a moment.

Get angry and bring shame on yourself.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, the old man smiled and said mockingly: "Boy, you are still young, what can you know? Do you think the "Xuanwu Sacred Heart Technique" you are practicing so hard now is so great? Then

It's just a small part of the "Sacred Heart Art". Even if you master it, what can you do to me?"

At this time, Xiao Ling did not argue with him and fell into silence. He was not a stupid person. He had always been curious. It was clear that the internal skills passed down by the Sixiang family were all called Sacred Heart Jue. Why were they different and the names were different?

Different, they have to add the name of their respective families in front? For example, he is from the Xuanwu family, and what he learned is called "Xuanwu Sacred Heart Art". Now that he heard the old man say this, he was more sure of his previous guess and fell silent.

After a while, he asked: "You mean, Xuanwu Sacred Heart Jue is only a quarter of Sacred Heart Jue?"

"It can be said that it's probably less than a quarter. How about it, boy, now you know how insignificant you are, and you said that Lingzhou is your territory. There are people who are more powerful than you. I'll kill you with one slap, old man.

I can beat you to death." The old man continued his arrogance and trampled Xiao Ling until he was worthless.

Classmate Xiao Ling felt unbalanced and angry. He had always been favored in the Sixiang family. No one disapproved of his talent. Even his tyrant father had never stepped on him like this. Now, this old man is stepping on him like this.

How can he hold on? Of course, he won't fight with the old man, and he's not really itchy. With Ah Q's idea that a gentleman talks but doesn't take action, classmate Xiao Ling sneered: "You just have more time to live than me.

It’s only been a few decades, but when I get to your age, you won’t be able to lift a finger for me now.”

No matter whether it can be done or not, it's okay to brag now to save some face, so that I won't be so angry and he won't be so proud.

"It's hard to say whether you can live to my age." No matter how Xiao Ling praised himself or stepped on him, the old man was still so calm and conceited.

"Um..." Xiao Ling looked at the old man from head to toe and said with sweat, "Old man, you are not the immortal who once rejuvenated your youth. Are you now over a hundred years old?"

"Hmph, I have met all the Xuanwu family patriarchs from several generations above your grandfather. When I met your grandfather, he was still a stupid young man, very similar to you, but not as talented as you. I nudged him several times before he got the idea.

"The old man hummed triumphantly.

"Damn! How old are you to speak so loudly?" Xiao Ling felt that she might have met a real old immortal.

"Humph, boy, you are just a frog in the well..." The old man glanced at him, looked up at the sky, and said seriously: "I don't remember how old I am this year, but I have lived at least a thousand years longer than you.

.”

"Ah?" Xiao Ling was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. He was stunned and said numbly, "So you are a thousand-year-old monster?"

"..." The old man was sweating furiously and speechless, and was in a mess in the wind. It turned out that he could not become an immortal, and he was not even a human being, but a monster.

"Really? Can a person live for such a long time? You're cheating me." Xiao Ling regained consciousness after a while, but still couldn't believe what the old man said.

"It's up to you to believe it or not, no one forces you to believe it." The old monster hummed and looked away, still feeling sorry for him calling him an old monster.

"But no matter how advanced a person's martial arts is, he still has to deal with life, old age, illness and death. How can he live for more than a thousand years? Does it mean that the method of immortality mentioned in the Secret of Immortality really exists?" Xiao Ling was confused and said to herself.

stand up.

Xiao Ling was surprised, and the old monster was also a little surprised. Most people would be frightened when they heard his age announced. How could this boy be so calm?

"Boy, what are you thinking about?"

"Old man, what is your relationship with my Sixiang family?" He could tell that his origins may have some connection with the Sixiang family. He can live for more than a thousand years, which should be related to the secret of longevity, so he has something to do with it.

What does the Sixiang family have to do with it? Is he also from the Sixiang family? Did he meet his ancestor?

"Boy, it's too early to tell you some things now. When you are qualified to know, I will tell you everything you want to know and everything you don't know." The old monster said with dignity.

Damn! Bullying young people! Classmate Xiao Ling decided that when he has the ability to defeat the old monster, no matter what relationship he has with the Sixiang family, he must be beaten down to see if he still dares to be so crazy.

"You won't die suddenly one day and be buried underground with this secret." After being trampled so badly, Xiao Ling cursed the old monster unceremoniously.

The old monster glared at him, which made classmate Xiao Ling's blood boil, his breath was uneven, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Then he said triumphantly: "My old man thought that he might not live long long ago, but he never died.

OK. Thinking about it now, I should be able to live another hundred or two hundred years. If you are not qualified at that time, then I can only say that I and the people in the Sixiang family are blind and have seen the wrong person."

Xiao Ling: "..."

The old monster bullied others just because he lived a long time, and the resentment in Xiao Ling's heart could fill the Pacific Ocean.

"Boy, your top priority is to improve your strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to solve the mystery of immortality, but you will also miss out on things that others can easily possess." The old monster said this as he looked at Zai Xiao.

Su Ya said it while sleeping in Ling's arms.

Xiao Ling already deeply understands this.

"If you can find the real "Sacred Heart Art", you don't need to be taboo about anything anymore. When the time comes, if you can practice to the ninth level of the "Sacred Heart Art", we will have a real contest." Xiao Ling hugged him.

Looking at Su Ya, he turned around and was about to leave, but the old monster said something behind his back.

Is it the real Sacred Heart Art? Xiao Ling lowered his head and glanced at Su Ya, who was sleeping peacefully, and his mood suddenly became extremely heavy. Although the Four Elephant families each held a part, he needed the contributions of the other three families for him to study and combine them.

The method of being one is obviously unrealistic, so the so-called true Sacred Heart Art in the old monster's mouth can be said to be hopeless. In this case, even if you have mastered the Xuanwu Sacred Heart Art and encounter a master like the old monster,

He still has no chance of winning. Maybe there will never be a pervert like the old monster in the world, but there may not be any top masters under him.

Don’t you still have innate true energy? As long as your innate true energy is deep enough, it may not be able to replace the Sacred Heart Art.

Thinking of this, he eased his originally depressed and heavy mood a little, and carried Su Ya up the stairs.

——————(cut apart)————————Because of an omission and error yesterday, I only updated one chapter, and I will add another chapter today.
Chapter completed!