Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng looked at each other, not knowing the origin of these two uncles.
"Well … Uncles, did you make a mistake?" Mo Xiaofei stood up, "We're just passing by, not some young master."
Song Da, who called himself Song Qingshu, said seriously, "Young masters, you don't have to hide. Just now, we've seen young master's magical lightness skill. It's really amazing!"
Mo Xiaofei gave a start … He had tried his best to fly in a deserted place, and basically chose to fly at night. Today, because the road was mountainous, he planned to fly for a while during the day — Sure enough, he was seen.
"To tell you the truth, we're also martial artists." Song Da, who called himself Song Qingshu Two, slowly exhaled at this time, pressing his palm on the trunk of an uncle beside him.
When Song San's palm left, a clear palm print was left on the trunk — about one or two inches deep.
"Wow, how did he do it …" Zhuifeng walked to the trunk curiously, carefully looking at the palm print.
With the power of his monster race, it was not difficult to blow up this tree. The difficulty was that he couldn't leave a palm print by pressing lightly.
Song San's face was complacent at this time, chuckling, "It's just some soft palm skills. Compared with this young master's lightness skill, it's really far behind."
A martial arts master?
Mo Xiaofei blinked — Since there were monsters like Zhuifeng and Shinryū in this world, and even he was a superpower user … and that boss, then it was not strange that there were martial arts masters.
Mo Xiaofei always felt that it was better not to expose his superpower. Since these two uncles thought it was the so-called lightness skill, it was not a big deal.
"Young masters, where did you learn from?" Song Da cupped his fist and asked.
Mo Xiaofei coughed slightly, "This … I'm sorry, I promised my teacher not to reveal it casually …"
"Understood." Song Da nodded, as if he was used to this. He immediately said, "I'm really sorry to disturb the two of you. It's just that the two of us have been training hard since we were young and have learned a lot of martial arts. Although the land of China was vast, it was difficult to find traces of people who truly practiced martial arts. Us two brothers have not made any progress for a long time. I wonder if the two young masters can give us some guidance. "
In fact, Song Da's words were already very polite.
It was precisely because he had seen the two of them fly for such a long time that Song Da had the patience to call them 'Little Master'. Otherwise, in reality, the two of them were just children.
On the other side, Mo Xiaofei even felt apologetic if he delayed — after all, the big man's eyes were shining.
But I don't know any martial arts …
"Let me try!"
Unexpectedly, Zhuifeng said excitedly. Then, he closed his eyes and stood in front of the tree trunk. He imitated Song San and pressed his palm on the tree trunk.
However, nothing happened after Zhuifeng pressed it for a while.
Song Da and Song San looked at each other. Song San shook his head and smiled, "Little Master, although this soft palm is not a top-notch martial art, it's the result of years of hard work …"
Suddenly, a surge of wild aura erupted from Zhuifeng's body. In an instant, it was as if there were countless murderous auras soaring into the sky, covering the sky like dark clouds!
Under the impact of this terrifying murderous aura, Song Da and Song San's mouths were dry and their brains were buzzing!
With a loud bang, Song Da and Song San widened their eyes at the same time. Their eyeballs almost fell out.
This was because the entire tree directly exploded under Wind-Chasing Wolf's palm. The tree trunk that was hard for a person to wrap their arms around directly turned into sawdust … …
Rumble …
"It's really difficult …" Zhuifeng shook his head and looked at his palm. Then, he pressed on another tree, seemingly intending to try again.
Mo Xiaofei walked to Zhuifeng in shock and knocked on his head, "Are you stupid? This is a scenic spot. What if you have to pay for the damages?"
"Big Brother, I've already restrained my strength …" Zhuifeng shrugged his shoulders.
He was a fearless person. However, he was afraid of Mo Xiaofei's punishment for some reason. Thus, he had to lower his head honestly.
Mo Xiaofei sighed, "I still have some pocket money left. I'll go find the person in charge here and see if it's enough for compensation. Also, you released too much demonic aura. What if it's discovered? "
"Sorry, I've tried my best to restrain it. In fact, I didn't release much …" Zhuifeng lowered his head.
Mo Xiaofei sighed again. After rubbing Zhuifeng's head, he turned around, "By the way, the two uncles … Hey, where are they?"
Mo Xiaofei blinked his eyes. The two strange uncles who suddenly appeared disappeared without him noticing.
Zhuifeng sniffed and then pointed in a direction, "They seem to have gone there. Should we go after them?"
"Forget it. Let's see how to deal with this tree first." Mo Xiaofei shook his head.
They were probably scared away by the demonic aura released by Zhuifeng … For Mo Xiaofei, this was just a small episode.
…
Under the telephone pole outside the woods, Song Da and Song San were leaning against each other. The two brothers were drenched and gasping for breath.
"This murderous aura … is it really released by a human?" Song San took a few deep breaths, "For a moment, I thought I was going to be killed …"
He intended to smoke a cigarette, but the hand holding the cigarette box kept trembling. The cigarette fell from the box and he couldn't catch it.
At this moment, Song Da was also silently reciting the incantation Blind had written for him earlier. He gradually calmed down and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "When I was still in Shaolin Temple, Master said that there were many capable people in the Divine Continent, and that there was always someone better than you. The blind man also said that at his level, there were still many people who were more powerful than him … "
Song Da bitterly laughed again, "All these years, us three brothers have been living in a foreign country. Not only have our martial arts stagnated, I'm afraid that even our eyesight has also stagnated … Just now, if that young master's palm had landed on my body, I'm afraid that even with my martial arts, I wouldn't have been able to withstand it."
"Yeah, who would have thought that the True Power of these two young warriors could be so profound?" Song San also sighed, and then said, "Maybe … maybe this is not as simple as a martial artist's True Power."
"You're saying … these two young masters are the same as the blind man?" Song Da was startled.
Song San said, "Ah Da, to be honest, you and I are both warriors. We've been training hard for decades … Do you think that with the True Power of a warrior, they can really fly? That's just a fantasy we've always had. "
Song Da was silent, but he more or less agreed with Song San's words. After all, this was Wudang. Maybe to ordinary people, it was just a famous scenic spot, but Wudang Mountain was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. This was something he had heard from his master when he was still in Shaolin Temple.
Even though they said so, the two brothers Song Da and Song San couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed when they met two young people who had great skills that far surpassed them. They naturally didn't have the mood to continue sightseeing and directly rushed towards the house in the bamboo forest.
Unexpectedly, they met the blind man on the way.
When the blind man saw the two of them, he didn't say much and directly said, "I've finished dealing with the matters in Wudang. Next, we'll leave this place."
"So fast?" Song Da was startled.
The blind man said, "I've already seen the message my sect's senior brother left for me. There's a special way to interpret it. He also told me the destination of this trip … There's no time to lose, let's leave now."
"All right." Song Da nodded, but he suddenly remembered the two young experts he met in the forest. He pondered for a moment and said, "That's right, blind man, I have something to ask you."
"Speak."
"Is there anyone like you on Wudang Mountain?" Song Da stared at the blind man and asked.
The blind man was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "There used to be."
"Then now …"
The blind man didn't say anything. He only said indifferently, "It's getting late. Do you want to leave? If you don't want to leave, I can do it myself. "
Song Da and Song San looked at each other and nodded — they didn't mention that they met the young experts in the forest, because that would be too embarrassing.
…
…
Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng walked around nearby, but didn't find any place like the management office. Mo Xiaofei had no choice but to return to the original place and deal with the 'corpse' of the fallen ancient tree. After that, he and Zhuifeng continued their journey.
It seemed that it was indeed dangerous to travel during the day to meet living people in the deep forest. Mo Xiaofei had no choice but to continue his plan of traveling at night.
"And Zhuifeng, we're obviously going to Mount Tai. Why did we fly to Wudang Mountain? There's something wrong with your navigation! "
From the place where they lived, Wudang Mountain wasn't in a straight line with Mount Tai.
"It's all mountain roads. They look similar. There's no road sign … It's good enough that we didn't go to the sea, right?" Zhuifeng stuck out his tongue, then suddenly said, "Brother, there's a light in front. It seems that someone lives there."
It was the light from the depths of the bamboo forest. It seemed to be a wooden house.
"Why don't we stay here tonight?" Zhuifeng suggested.
Mo Xiaofei thought for a while. Including last night, they had been on the road for one night and one day. The flight time was about fifteen hours, which was indeed his limit.
At this moment, he felt a headache and knew that he couldn't force himself to continue, so he nodded.
They then quietly landed in front of the wooden house … It was a very exquisite house, not like it was built casually.
"Is there anyone here?"
Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng waited outside the door for a while before footsteps were heard. Then, a white-haired, haggard old man opened the door.
"Hello, old man." Mo Xiaofei said very politely, "My brother and I got lost nearby. We don't know if we found this place. My phone just ran out of battery … Can you let us stay here for one night?"
The old man looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng for a while. No one knew what he was thinking.
But his eyes were gloomy and scary, which made Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng feel a little uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly showed a smile and said kindly, "Come in. It's cold outside. Come in and have a rest. I'm cooking. If you don't mind, have some. "
"Thank you, old man!" Mo Xiaofei quickly thanked him politely.
After the old man led the two of them into the wooden house, he walked towards the kitchen and left the two of them in a small hall inside the house.
The structure of this wooden house was older than any old house Mo Xiaofei had ever seen, but it was very clean. It seemed that someone had been living here for a long time.
Wind-Chasing Wolf rested his head on his hands and said, "Big Brother, this old man looks weird. Be careful later … I don't know why this old man lives here alone in this deep forest."
Mo Xiaofei nodded. The old man's eyes were really weird at first.
It seemed that he had no interest in life, but he suddenly brightened up.
Zhuifeng yawned, lying on the table and said, "Brother, I'm a little sleepy. Wake me up when we eat."
Mo Xiaofei shook his head. Looking at Zhuifeng's sleeping appearance, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It was just that the depths of the bamboo forest were unusually quiet. It was even quieter when the sun went down. There was only the flickering candlelight in front of him. Mo Xiaofei also felt a little tired as he unknowingly closed his eyes.
For a superpower user like him, the best way to replenish his spirit was to rest and sleep.
At this moment, a night breeze blew in from the window and extinguished the candlelight in the small hall.
Soon after, the wooden door outside the hall slowly opened. The old man who went to the kitchen came in with some food. He didn't intend to light the candles. He just moved around with the help of some light outside the hall.
After that, the old man slowly looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng who had fallen asleep. He picked up the bowl and slowly ate.
As he ate, he said, "I used to eat all kinds of delicacies every day. I lived a life of luxury. I don't think it's bad and I'm not tired of it. So I occasionally eat a simple meal. The doctor said I should eat something bland. But I think one's life is short, why should I limit myself? "
Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng still hadn't woken up.
The old man continued to talk to himself, "Haha, now I think it's a blessing to be able to eat this simple meal … But it's a pity that I don't have long to live. Tell me, what should I do if I don't have long to live? "
The old man stared at Mo Xiaofei and Zhuifeng. His face suddenly turned gloomy, "You're still so young. You have a lot of days ahead … Why don't you lend me some time?"
Feng shui metaphysics reversed yin and yang and changed one's fate. Naturally, there were ways to extend one's life.
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