outside the pub.

Ma Anbang came with his men.

In fact, he had been waiting outside for a long time. Before the sword appeared, they had already rushed to the vicinity, but the battle situation at that time was too complicated, and the overwhelming beasts were more terrifying than any battlefield they had experienced before. .Therefore, they stood still in the distance.

Therefore, he naturally had a panoramic view of the earth-shattering sword just now.

At this moment, he rushed in, and after seeing Xu Xiaolou and Li Yuewen from afar, he burst out laughing, and shouted in a bold voice: "You boy, I said that you have been a disaster for thousands of years, how can you die so easily?"

Ma Anbang stepped on the body of the beast, jumped up, and then landed in front of Xu Xiaolou, but the ice on the ground had just thawed, and the ground was covered with mud. When he fell, he splashed yellow sand and mud on Xu Xiaolou on the two of them.The woman's clothes were stained, and she frowned slightly.

Ma Anbang hugged Xu Xiaolou's shoulders, looked up and down, and saw no missing parts, and said with relief: "It's fine, it's fine."

Xu Xiaolou pushed away the opponent's embrace, with a look of disgust on his face, he joked, "Go away, the smell of sweat all over your body, if you didn't die on the battlefield, you will be smoked to death here."

Ma Anbang thumped Xu Xiaolou's shoulder, and said, "Sure, it's as long as you don't die, let's have a drink after we go back tonight, and talk while drinking."

After speaking, Ma Anbang greeted the acquaintances around him, and took a few tribal brothers to the inside of the tavern.

Now that it was confirmed that Xu Xiaolou was fine, he naturally started to work on his own affairs.

The tribe has no water, so Xu Xiaolou came to the tavern this time to buy water.It's just that after the baptism of the battlefield just now, Xu Xiaolou probably doesn't have time to worry about such trivial matters.Ma Anbang decided to go in and purchase in person.

……

Xu Xiaolou walked towards the old Taoists, and the group of monks clasped their hands together and left with great discernment.

Xu Xiaolou asked: "Master, what do you think of the sword just now?"

Wang Ping pondered for a moment and said, "Strong, very strong."

He pointed to the yellow sand all around the tavern, and pointed to the corpses scattered all over the yellow sand, and said: "Let's not talk about the sword that killed more than a dozen giants, just talk about these fierce beasts, their skin is hard, and one sword can turn tens of thousands of swords!" , still slaughtering tens of thousands of beasts like mowing grass, this kind of ability is definitely not something that a strong person who has just entered the fifth level can do. Therefore, that person must have been immersed in the fifth level for a long time Great monk."

Xu Xiaolou nodded.

Wang Ping continued: "I have never seen someone with such abilities in my life, but I have seen such demeanor in an ancient book in Wudang. It is said that Zhang Zhenren, the ancestor of Wudang Mountain, was a strong man in the fifth realm. Or, one sword can cut mountains and rivers. It’s just that it was hundreds of years ago. Nowadays, there are almost no such romantic swordsmen in the world.”

"By the way, what's that man's name?"

Xu Xiaolou replied, "Li Hou."

Wang Ping frowned, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it, maybe it's older than the patriarch..."

Xu Xiaolou frowned and asked, "How do you say that?"

Wang Ping replied: "I have countless books in Wudang, but most of them were collected by the patriarch in those days. They are the products of his contemporaries. There are many contemporary romantic figures recorded in ancient books, but I thought about it just now, and it seems that there is no one named Li Can. Therefore, it is inferred that he should have been born much earlier than the patriarch."

Speaking of this, Xu Xiaolou had a question in his mind, "Master, how long can a practitioner live at most?"

Wang Ping said with a smile: "Practitioners who are below the third level can live for about 200 years. Once they break through to the fourth level, they can live up to 300 years. If they break through the fifth level, if they continue to practice, they can live as long as the heavens and the earth." .”

Xu Xiaolou clicked his tongue and said, "The world lives together, mother, doesn't that mean that you will never grow old or die?"

Wang Ping nodded.

Xu Xiaolou frowned suddenly, and asked: "No, if the fifth level is immortal, why are there hardly any practitioners in the fifth level in this world? Where have they all gone? Just like what you said just now, Master Yes, the patriarch of our Wudang Mountain is a great cultivator who thought he practiced the fifth realm, is he still in Wudang Mountain? Why have I never heard about him in the world? Could it be that he has been living in seclusion?"

Wang Ping patiently explained: "When the patriarch saw that my Wudang sect had gained a firm foothold in the world, he left in a huff. It was said that he had become an immortal, but it was not true. According to the records of our sect, when the patriarch left Wudang Mountain, I just told my disciples to be safe and abide by the rules of the sect, and not to try to find his old man. When Wudang Mountain faces a catastrophe, he will naturally come back to protect him."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaolou thought in his heart, he is indeed a legendary figure who can speak so elegantly about running away from home.

Wang Ping continued: "As for you saying that you have never seen a fifth-level cultivator in the world, that is inevitable. What kind of legendary characters do you think they are? Chickens and wild dogs can be seen everywhere? As far as I know, Since the age of the Patriarch, there seem to be only three monks who have broken through to the fifth realm in this world. One of them is the Patriarch of our Wudang Sect. The other two are the Patriarchs of the Qinglanmen School. A strange woman. The last one is in Shaolin. Therefore, in the world, Wudang Qingluan Shaolin is currently the most famous. As for the era before that, there are no detailed records in ancient books, and I don't know."

"Oh, there are only three?"

"Ah."

Xu Xiaolou asked: "Then the other two are the same as our patriarch, leaving home... no, they left the sect to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes?"

Wang Ping replied: "That's not true. The patriarch of Qinglanmen should be in their sect, but they rarely show up. The Shaolin one lives in the inner room and is the real abbot. Not the one who is in the news a lot these days. I visited him when I was young... how should I put it, he was a very respected master."

Xu Xiaolou frowned and thought for a while, and he quite agrees with the words "virtuous and respected".Not to mention anything else, the group of old monks who followed me all the way are worthy of these four words.

Xu Xiaolou nodded and said, "But with these three, isn't it a little small? It stands to reason that in ancient times, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors or the Taoist saints, the God of War, Xingtian Buddha, and the like, should be at least great practitioners above the fifth realm. ? Aren’t they immortal? Why did they all disappear? Or, could it be that they all stayed in one place and couldn’t come out? For example, the legendary Heavenly Court, or the Buddhist Xiaoxitian?”

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