The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 218 The old man in white

"We'll see who will teach who when the time comes!" Zhao Yan entered the jungle and stopped talking to the green bamboos. He just walked, but found a red thing falling in front of him. Zhao Yan went over and saw that it was a brocade box!
Didn't I throw all the things in my luggage on the lake before?Zhao Yan touched the back of his head, looking a little puzzled, maybe he fell here... Zhao Yan began to comfort himself, and picked up the brocade box.

It's just that as soon as Zhao Yan picked it up, he became interested in it. What kind of nagging stuff is in it?Zhao Yan's hands were itchy, and he wanted to open the brocade box, but just touched the lid of the brocade box, but Zhao Yan stopped.

This is something that other girls gave to their lovers when they died. If you peeked at it yourself, wouldn't that be the behavior of a beast?Zhao Yan still suppressed his curiosity and took the brocade box with him.

In the woods, there were quite a lot of small animals, but Zhao Yan didn't have the time to barbecue, so he simply picked berries to satisfy his hunger.

After he was full, Zhao Yan saw that it was getting late, so he found a tree and went to sleep. Maybe because of his tiredness, Zhao Yan fell asleep quickly, but he had a dream at this time.

An old man in white turned his back to him, looking mysterious.

Zhao Yan walked over curiously: "Senior, you are..."

"Don't ask me who I am, it's just that you have a good weapon, but you lost to a little girl with a bamboo whip, which makes me very disappointed!" said the old man, and he turned around immediately. Zhao Yan was taken aback by his appearance. .

The other party's eyes turned white, he was blind!
"Senior, you..."

"Do you want to ask me, if I'm blind, what qualifications do I have to talk to you?" The old man sneered, with a look of refusal.

Zhao Yan swallowed his saliva: "No, it's not, senior, I just feel that we hit it off...hahahaha..."

Zhao Yan began to giggle, but there was a giant ax in the old man's hand, which was exactly the same as the giant ax in Zhao Yan's hand. Seeing this, Zhao Yan was surprised, and quickly looked down at his weapon, and tapped it again. The old man: "This..."

"This ax is a divine object left by a certain immortal in ancient times. It has only accumulated over time, and the divine power inside has gradually disappeared. Now it is only an empty shell..." The old man's words were full of helplessness. mean.

"Then you said, this is a fairy artifact?" Zhao Yan opened his eyes wide.

"It used to be, but now it's just superficial. If you master how to use it, its power can rival a Taoist weapon!" The old man said slowly, stroking the face on the axe.

Zhao Yan also looked at this face, but there was nothing special about it: "Senior, what are you doing?"

"What do I do, do you still care? It's just that the old man is lamenting this axe. Now it has lost its luster, and it is no longer as powerful as it used to be. It is only an empty shell. Isn't it worthy of my lamentation?" The old man raised his eyebrows. Similarly, Zhao Yan who looked at the ax with white eyes only gasped in his heart.

The old man continued: "During the day, I saw your method of using the axe. It was messy and you used your strength to manipulate it. You are robbing the sky by doing so. Now I will teach you a set of tricks. You can watch it. As much as you remember, it will be your creation!"

Before Zhao Yan could reply, the old man rose up upon hearing the wind, and swung the huge ax in his hand like a balsa stick.

The moves are closely connected, one move after another, all done in one go, just like a natural process!

Zhao Yan carefully memorized the intricacies of the moves. Every time he practiced the tricks, there would be a lot of waves in Zhao Yan's heart, but when the old man continued to practice all the moves, Zhao Yan felt a burst of pain in his body. Pain, as if something is biting me.

The surrounding scene quickly disappeared, and Zhao Yan also woke up at this time, it was already daylight, and it happened that a cute squirrel was staying at his feet, biting his toes!

Zhao Yan was annoyed for a while. He had just learned something subtle, but now, it was interrupted. Zhao Yan felt aggrieved and got up quickly, but at this moment, there was another crisp singing sound from the distant river.

Zhao Yan took an ax to look at it quickly, and found that the green bamboo was standing on the bamboo raft in the light fog caused by stepping on it, and slowly came out. The bamboo raft was still the original bamboo raft, and it was sliding very smoothly.

"You haven't left yet?" Qing Zhu had already replaced a new bamboo in her hand, so she stopped and jumped onto the shore.

Zhao Yan gripped the giant ax vigilantly, but he heard a burst of laughter coming from Qingzhu's mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Yan asked puzzled.

Qingzhu said slowly: "Early in the morning, you are so wary of me, do you think I came to fight with you?"

"Isn't it? I think your bamboo is ready, let me tell you, I won't lose to you this time!" Zhao Yan said seriously.

"Are you the one who wants to go to the mountains? Life on the mountains is very boring, every day is nothing but cultivation, it's not fun at all..." Qingzhu sighed.

"So what if it's boring? Didn't you say that all the people on the mountain are immortals? Since they are immortals, their lives must be very long. Unlike ordinary people like us, they can only live for a few decades..." Zhao Yan saw that the green bamboo was gone. He just put down his weapon and looked at the bamboo raft, looking a little weak. The bamboo raft was strangely tight, and Zhao Yan didn't know how to use it, so he could only look at the bamboo raft and sigh.

Qingzhu glanced at Zhao Yan, and said with a smile: "Do you think it's good to live a long time?"

"Of course, look at Qin Huang Yingzheng, how much manpower and force he sacrificed in order to live forever, and then look at the goblins in the world, don't they all practice in order to live the same life as the sky." Zhao Yan rolled Qingzhu's eyes, feeling this Qingzhu is cheap and good-looking, and the hungry don't know how hungry the hungry are.

Qingzhu took out a few rice balls from her bosom, took a bite, and Zhao Yan's index finger was moved by the fragrance of the rice, but at this moment he couldn't say anything, Qingzhu smiled and stuffed a rice ball into Zhao Yan's hand: "I have lived to be 98 years old, and my biggest wish is to find someone who will be loving and loving until I grow old. However, Master stipulates that we cultivators should not touch the feelings of the world, and we can only walk along the long road of immortality alone. Not long ago, my mortal sister, her grandson died at the age of 49. You said, how sad it is to see people you know die one after another, but you can’t die even if you want to die. ..."

"Perhaps, but it is a good thing to live a long time. Of course, it would be better if someone grows old with you..." Zhao Yan took a bite of the rice ball and praised: "This rice ball tastes good..."

(End of this chapter)