There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Murong Xuefei is a person with ideas, and besides, he is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, and he is indeed a bold person with high skills, so he doesn't take it too seriously if the two sisters must travel with three people.

After all, Qingzhou City is not far from Tianshan Mountain, so it would be a pity for him to leave without entering.

He calculated his footsteps, if he speeded up, he would be able to turn back from Tianshan Mountain in a few days, and after catching up with his two sisters, he could still go to Shaolin with them to warn the police.

So in order to dispel the two sisters' doubts about him, Murong Xuefei seemed to have been moved by Murong Lan's words on the surface, followed them to the inn to pack their luggage, and then set off for Shaolin.

But that night, he took advantage of the opportunity when the two sisters relaxed their vigilance, and slipped away with oil on the soles of their feet.

He didn't need to see it with his own eyes, but he could guess how the two sisters would react when they found out that he was missing.

Murong Lan would probably shake her head and sigh softly, after weighing several times, she still decided to go to Shaolin according to the previous plan.

Murong Hui would definitely fly into a rage, scold him half to death, and even suggest that he should be taken home immediately, but under the persuasion of the elder sister, he could only move on in the end.

Murong Xuefei shrugged slightly.

The cool breeze blows on the face like a soft hand gently stroking. Although it is a barren mountain, there is a faint fragrance of flowers blowing from nowhere, which makes people unforgettable. It is a beautiful spring night at this moment.

He vaguely recalled that it was a similar spring night when he met the strange man who taught him how to use swordsmanship.

At that time, he was only 12 years old, and he missed the town where he could stay overnight because he was greedy for the scenery on the road. In the silent night, he just ran on the remote mountain road, only the moonlight and his own shadow accompanied him.

But suddenly, he glimpsed a lonely grave in the valley, and a lonely figure sitting alone in front of the grave.

Although he was a little scared, he was more secretly happy because he finally saw someone else again. Murong Xuefei felt that maybe that person could point out a way so that he could find a place to stay earlier.

The man hadn't trimmed his hair and beard for an unknown period of time, his loose long hair almost reached his waist, and his full beard covered his real face, making Murong Xuefei unable to see his age.

Those eyes were still bright, but there was too much sadness and regret in them, so that Murong Xuefei just looked at him, then couldn't help lowering his head, unable to bear to look any more.

All he knew was that the other party seemed to be stunned for a moment because he saw his appearance clearly.

During that time, Murong Xuefei couldn't help but move his eyes around, looking at the surrounding environment.

There was a lonely thatched cottage in front of the mountain wall, and it seemed that the strange man lived here.

In such a remote place, it seems... that it is specially here to guard the grave.

However, the wooden sign standing in front of the solitary tomb did not write clearly the name of the person buried inside, let alone who built the tomb. It was only engraved with extremely simple but meaningless words Two words——

Green mound.

Murong Xuefei was looking at those two words, and when he was very puzzled, he suddenly heard an extremely hoarse voice.

"What's your name?"

The man spoke very slowly, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, so that he forgot how to speak.

For some unknown reason, Murong Xuefei suddenly felt deep sympathy for him.

In such a remote place, guarding a lonely grave to live, life must be difficult, right?

He didn't even have any defensiveness towards that weirdo, and he honestly said his name.

The strange man seemed to have heard of the Gusu Murong family, but he didn't have much reaction to it.

It was a long time later that he told Murong Xuefei that he had not cared about worldly affairs for more than ten years, and he would not pay attention to any martial arts family and famous people in the world. Simply ignore him.

These are all things to say later, anyway, at that time, after knowing Murong Xuefei's identity and name, that strange man just asked him one more sentence: "Do you want to learn the unparalleled swordsmanship?"

Murong Xuefei couldn't help laughing: "There are countless sects and sects in the world who are good at swordsmanship. Who dares to say that the swordsmanship they have learned is really unparalleled in the world?"

If it weren't for the fact that the weird man had spent too long guarding the grave and burned his brain, he might have left long ago.

The weird man just snorted coldly, and said: "After you learn it, don't you know?"

Murong Xuefei's nature is to jump out of the sky, and his curiosity is particularly strong. In addition, he has nothing to do, so he couldn't help but get excited, and asked with a smile: "Why do you want to teach me?"

According to the rumors, isn't this kind of seniors with unique skills very arrogant?I have to ask others to kneel and kowtow three times and beg hard, but they still refuse to agree to teach martial arts to younger generations.

How could it be so easy to let go of the strange man in front of him?

The strange man seemed to be a little displeased with his playful smile. He lowered his head and stared at him for a long time before calmly saying, "We are destined."

This reason is too perfunctory, right?

Murong Xuefei can be sure that the reason why that weirdo decided to teach him swordsmanship is definitely not so simple, but although he is young, he is already extremely smart, and he knows the truth of doing things step by step, and even occasionally going back and forth .

So at that time, he didn't continue to ask questions, and just stayed in that remote valley for a while.

Every day, apart from teaching him sword skills, eating and sleeping, the weird man spent the rest of his time on that lonely grave.

He would sit in front of the grave for a long time, staring at it affectionately, often reaching out and gently touching the word "Qing" engraved on the wooden sign, and always whispering to himself, as if talking to the people in the tomb. Talk in general.

Murong Xuefei felt that if this continued, that person would become a lunatic sooner or later.

No matter what, he and the other party can be regarded as half of the relationship between master and apprentice, so when he is free from sword practice, he always has the cheek to go forward and talk with that person, hoping to make the other party more normal.

Most of the time, weirdos are extremely impatient, but after seeing Murong Xuefei's face, this kind of impatience will unknowingly fade away.

Sometimes Murong Xuefei felt that he was staring at another person through his own face.

A person he missed, felt sorry for, and regretted endlessly.

The swordsmanship taught by the strange man is indeed very powerful. Although Murong Xuefei is still young and his martial arts level is not yet enough to appreciate its subtleties, but the little bit that he comprehends occasionally is enough for him to benefit from it.

What's more, he can draw inferences from one instance and apply some principles of that set of swordsmanship to the martial arts of the Murong family, which immediately has the effect of turning stone into gold.

Murong Xuefei couldn't help but look at that strange man with admiration, and at the same time, he was even more curious about him.

Why does such a powerful senior expert live here alone?