My transformed system is poisonous

Samsara's tone was very certain. With the strength of the man in front of him, if he really had any unscrupulous intentions towards Shi Lan, he could capture Shi Lan silently with just a raise of his hand without leaving any trace.

Moreover, this method of pretending to be an outsider and recruiting talented disciples under the pretense of chance encounters is a common method used by those top experts.

This can be attributed to the word "fate" for the act of recruiting disciples. It can not only recruit disciples, but also maintain their so-called airs of being top powerhouses, killing two birds with one stone.

This is all the experience gained by Samsara from the previous experiences of several hosts.

The old man in front of him, with his suspected "pretending-beep--" behavior, is almost about to have the four characters "Extraordinary Master" printed on his face.

After hearing this, Shi Lan turned around and took steps without hesitation.

No matter who this old man was from or what he was planning to do, Shi Lan did not want to have anything to do with him.

She has no shortage of skills, and there will eventually be foreign objects such as magic weapons and weapons in the future. In terms of background, she also has reincarnation as a basis for support. She is safe for the time being, so there is no need to worry.

With these external conditions, Shi Lan has no reason to deal with a terrifying and powerful person who is above the third level of the Heavenly Realm. She has too many secrets. Intersecting with such a strong person will only bring trouble.

The old man sitting by the river fishing frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed.

Yes, a calm mind is a material that can be built.

Shi Lan stopped after taking only two steps.

The old man appeared in front of her again, and the distance became closer.

A warrior in the Vientiane Realm can touch the power of space, and with the power of the Heavenly Realm, it is extremely simple to change the direction of her progress.

Obviously, the old man had no intention of letting her go.

"Senior, can you let this junior go?" Unable to escape, Shi Lan simply stepped forward to say hello and said bluntly.

"Girl, I want to ask you a question." The old man spoke slowly.

"Can I not ask?" Shi Lan hesitated and said.

The old man's face stiffened for a moment, then he instantly regained his composure and said, "No."

"Then can I not answer?"

After a while of silence, Shi Lan said again.

"No way."

"Excuse me, senior." Shi Lan lowered his eyes and gave up struggling.

"What do you think martial arts is?" the old man said meaningfully, staring at the empty fishhook.

‘Martial arts is what allows you to show off in front of me now. ’

Shi Lan muttered something silently in his heart, and said with a calm expression: "The junior's strength is still weak, please ask the senior to clarify my doubts."

"Wu is martial arts, and Dao is Dao. People in the world always confuse the two."

The old man flicked the fishing rod, the hook broke the water surface, and caught a big fish nearly a foot long.

The corners of Shi Lan's eyes twitched. She could see clearly that the fishhook disappeared in an instant, and then suddenly appeared in the mouth of the big fish.

Holding the big fish in his palm, the old man took off the hook and then released it.

"What did you just see?"

The old man threw the fishhook back into the water and narrowed his eyes again.

"Senior, is this your second question?" Shi Lan asked with some confusion.

The old man coughed and said, "That's right."

"You just caught a fish."

As Shi Lan spoke, he couldn't help but curse: "You can't say it directly if you have something to say, you have to go through all these twists and turns." ’

"The life and death of this fish is in the palm of my hand. The life and death of all the creatures in the river are also in the palm of my hand. This is Wu. As for Tao... you can't understand it even if I talk about it now."

The old man put down the fishing rod in his hand and said softly: "Martial arts can control the life and death of others, but Tao determines the limit of your martial arts and determines the life and death of others you can control."

"You are young and have already entered the realm of Earthly Evil. Your martial arts are enough to allow you to decide the life and death of eighty percent of the creatures in the Heavenly Domain, but your path has only just begun."

"Wu in many cases has different meanings. Just like when the demon-suppressing army resisted the demon clan, Wu was the guardian, but in the hands of some crazy people, Wu was a butcher's knife."

"If you look at the entire vast land of China, martial arts represents power, status and all the fundamentals to achieve one's own desires. Therefore, most people in the world only practice martial arts and do not seek the path. They lose big because of small things."

"However, the word martial arts, from ancient times to the present, has always represented fighting. Every martial skill is created, no matter what the reason, its fundamental purpose is to defeat or even kill the opponent..."

Shi Lan listened silently to the old man's words, and seemed to have some realization in her heart. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised that the old man seemed to be really telling her about martial arts.

"I know it's hard for you to understand at the moment, but I think you are destined to be with me. You can come here again tomorrow. Until then, I will slowly clear up your doubts with you, so you can go ahead."

Halfway through his words, the old man suddenly stopped talking, waved his hand, picked up the empty fish basket, and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as Shi Lan got into the mood, the old man stopped talking, which made her feel a pity. Her appetite had been whetted.

…

After returning to the camp to practice for a day, Shi Lan came to the river again at the same time the next day. The old man was still fishing by the river.

From the place of reincarnation, Shi Lan learned that the old man was already here before dawn.

Seeing Shi Lan's arrival, the old man nodded and smiled, and continued to explain his understanding of martial arts to Shi Lan.

Shi Lan listened attentively, and she could feel that what the old man said were valuable lessons from experience.

At dusk, the old man finished teaching.

"Thank you, senior, for your teachings." Shi Lan bowed his hands.

During this day, Shi Lan also asked the old man his name, but he was ignored. After two or three times, Shi Lan didn't speak again.

The old man nodded slightly and said slowly: "Tomorrow, I will not come again."

"When will senior come again?" Shi Lan looked stunned, but he understood in his heart that he was finally getting to the point.

"Won't come again." The old man shook his head slightly.

"Where are you going, senior?"

"The destination is uncertain." The old man looked at Shi Lan, with a trace of obvious expectation in his eyes.

"The juniors send you off to the seniors. Have a safe journey, seniors."

Shi Lan saluted again.

A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he couldn't help but say: "Once I leave, you and I may not see each other again."

"Senior, please wait a moment." Shi Lan suddenly realized, turned around and ran towards the camp.

The old man raised his hand to dust off the non-existent dust on his body, withdrew the consciousness surrounding Shi Lan, and smiled with satisfaction, as his obvious hint was not in vain.

Shi Lan quickly turned back, holding a large flag with gold characters on a black background in his hand, and handed it to the old man.

"I am a small captain under the demon army in Xiazhen. I don't have much wealth, so I can only give you this military flag. I hope my senior will not dislike it and treat it as a souvenir."

The old man's eyes widened. He originally thought that Shi Lan was going back to prepare for a apprenticeship ceremony or something like that, but he never expected that Shi Lan had prepared such a 'special' gift for him.