"This stealth method is really good. It seems that you have the highest level of collapse, but why are you so unconscious and come to my Changming Sect to seek death?"

A voice sounded behind the shadow, which shocked him. He turned his head and saw a beggar coming here at some point.

The old beggar's eyes were bright and his face was smiling. He looked at an outstanding junior again and said with a smile: "Which school is you? Let's leave your wrists. Maybe I have an old age with you, and I will let you go."

The black shadow slowly turned around, looked at the old beggar, and said in a deep voice: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Senior Cui, why? Lou Qianshan asked you to go back to the mountain?"

His voice was hoarse, and it sounded like a male duck screaming at the top of his throat, which made people feel upset.

The old beggar smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. The current situation is that you have been discovered by me. What do you want to do?"

The man walked out of the shadow, and the old beggar saw clearly that he was wearing a hideous bronze mask and wearing black clothes, looking extremely terrifying.

From his posture and pace, it can be seen that he should be an adult man with a slightly fat body, which is extremely rare among people who practice stealth skills.

"You can practice the technique of pre-practice to such an extent, which shows that you are hard-working in your practice, but you are a little worse than me."

The old beggar's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light appeared in his eyes.

The man in black looked at the broken bowl in his hand, and a hint of vigilance rose in his heart, saying, "Before you take action, you need to think clearly, I am not an ordinary top-grade collapse."

The old beggar raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and asked with a smile: "Then I scream, how about it?"

As he spoke, his chest began to bulge, and he was about to exhale.

"Dare you dare to speak out?"

The man in black said lightly: "Even if I am hateful, I really deserve to die in your opinion, but you shouldn't be much better."

The old beggar was silent.

"Everyone is a crossing rat. If you fight me in the past, it will be unfavorable for everyone to start shocking the people here."

The man in black said, "Why should a mouse make things difficult for a mouse? Why don't you just forget it."

"Forget it? The elder of the outer mountain who died on Changhong Peak is my old friend. How can I forget it like this?"

The old beggar said in a deep voice: "You are an invader from outside. I am just a little mouse from Changming Sect, but after all, I am a member of Changming Sect. If I am alarmed them, my fellow disciples may be punished by me lightly, and even if they are punished for their merits."

He once turned his mistake. Although it was not a mistake in his opinion, he violated the rules of the sect after all. The former head of the sect thought that he had insulted the reputation of the mountain gate, so he drove him out of the sect and would not be able to enter the sect for a lifetime.

He begged in the small town at the foot of the mountain, hoping that one day he could make great contributions for Eternal Ming and be recognized again by Eternal Ming.

A strange sound was made under the mask of the man in black, which sounded like he was laughing, but the laughter was very cold, very low, and very unpleasant.

The old beggar felt very harsh.

"Since you've earned your merits? Humph, if you dare you, you would have done this long ago, otherwise you wouldn't be calm. And if you really scream, I'll shout. I'll report your name and say you're here. I'm curious whether they're here to hunt you down or all of them?"

The man in black said it very cleverly, and the pursuit and killing were only one word, but the meaning was very different.

The old beggar was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "You are really cunning, it's okay to let me let you go, but you have to leave an arm so that I can pay tribute to my old friend's spirit in heaven."

"Hey, hey, don't be arrogant."

The man in black said, "Even if you are a master of Poxu, I'm not afraid."

"It seems you really rely on something."

The old beggar nodded and said, "I am already sinful. If I let you go, you may not even let me go."

This time it was the man in black who fell silent. He didn't want or dare to fight him. The old man in the library and the old man in the Qingzhu Peak Management Hall not far away were all those she didn't want to provoke.

What's more, he still shoulders a mission and cannot expose his whereabouts just because of a small beggar.

The man in black stretched out a hand, and his palm was covered with a thin layer of frost.

The old beggar pointed forward with a bamboo stick in his right hand, held a broken bowl in his left hand, and his face was rosy.

The palms and bamboo sticks touch each other, silently without any strange phenomena.

The two closed their eyes at the same time, and the palms and bamboo sticks seemed to stick together. The air at the connection between the two was a little distorted. It was the Taoist image produced by the interaction between the two's exquisite vital energy.

They dare not make any sounds, and cannot use the real killing technique, and can only compete in this way.

The old beggar has a deep vitality, and has been in the world for many years and has been extremely tenacious in the Taoist heart and a bright and upright environment.

The man in black is in a cold way. His deep palm and unpredictable vital energy are very difficult to deal with, making the opponent unable to defend.

The two of them were just restraining each other's skills. I don't know what strange method the man in black used to compete with the old beggar's vitality. No one could do anything to anyone for a while.

The two of them had a stalemate for a long time, and their sweat gradually wet their clothes, and evaporated because of the boiling energy, and the slow blue smoke emitting under the moonlight.

After a long time, the two separated until the moon rose to the willows.

The old beggar frowned, leaned on a bamboo stick, and said, "It seems that I can't keep you anymore."

The man in black gasped and said, "The Twelve Wizards of Changming are indeed extraordinary. If they really fight, I will definitely not be your opponent."

The old beggar sneered, "You little guy is a little self-aware. Get out. If you ask me to find you again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The man in black snorted coldly and left here, and the plan he had prepared was interrupted.

The old beggar looked at the empty bamboo forest, wondering what method the man used, and even he couldn't see where the man had gone.

The old beggar looked at the library and sighed, "Is Feng Xiaohan? You are really lucky and lucky. My father-in-law, I personally come to protect you."

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Feng Xiaohan learned several sets of sword techniques in the library. The Changming Sect collected almost all the sword techniques and sword techniques in the world. The powerful methods are as vast as the sea of ​​smoke. It would not be a matter of one day or one night to learn them all.

At this time, he was carefully studying with a book of Taoist scriptures. The old man sitting at the door guarding the library narrowed his eyes and looked at the depths of the bamboo forest outside the door, as if he felt something.

But he found nothing and withdrew his gaze in disappointment.

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"What did you say?"

Yuhong's eyes widened, her eyebrows were raised, and she almost slapped her, saying, "Senior Brother, the unfaithful man is a big taboo in this sect. The former leader personally ordered that he would not step into the sect for the rest of his life."

"Junior sister, please calm down first and listen to me first. There is actually another hidden story about the incident back then. It has been fifty years since then. For fifty years, he has been begging for a living at the foot of the mountain. No matter what mistakes he has made, why bother to hold on to him?"
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