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Among the mountains in the northwest of Huaxia Kingdom, there is a seemingly ordinary mountain named Mount Xikun.But when you walk into this mountain, you can feel the extraordinary here.Lush forests, mountain springs and streams, the scenery is extremely beautiful, without the toughness of the northern mountains and rivers, it is a bit more beautiful than the green hills in the south of the Yangtze River.

For thousands of years, Kunshan has been hidden in the continuous mountains and has not been known to outsiders. On the contrary, it has better protected the original geographical features here.At the foot of the mountain, a path of moss-covered stone steps winds to a platform at the top of the mountain.

The platform is several thousand square meters, which is very ordinary, as if it has been cut by hand.Under several towering pines and cypresses, there are several stone houses with stone tables and benches in front of the gates.

At this time, an old man was meditating in front of the door. This man had white eyebrows, but his face was rosy, and he did not know how old he was.As he breathed out lightly, the aura between heaven and earth was sucked into his dantian, and a white cloud appeared above his head.

In the middle of the platform, there is a table with ten incense burners lined up on it, each with a stick of incense sticking in it, and green smoke is curling up.A middle-aged man held a sharp sword in his hand, held his breath, and swung the sword in his hand quickly, forming a phantom.All ten sticks of incense were disconnected from the middle, and the heads of the incense fell off and burned on their own.

The old man opened his eyes, nodded frequently, and said: "Sakuragi, your Xuanyuan Shenjian has been practiced almost. After a little more time, that madman will definitely not be your opponent."

The middle-aged man was the killer Yingmu Huadao who fled back to Japan back then. He was overjoyed when he heard the words, and couldn't help throwing himself down in front of the old man, "Master, this is the result of your old man's two years of cultivation. I kowtow to you on behalf of the clan."

The old man smiled slightly and raised his wrist lightly. Yingmu Huadao felt as if his body was supported by an invisible gas, and he stood up involuntarily, "Hehe, although this is the cause and effect of thousands of years ago, it is our ancestors after all. Nie Yuan, Ying Mu, you should practice hard, and after one year, your achievements will surely surpass the world."

"Thank you, master!" Yingmu Huadao couldn't kneel down, so he had to bow deeply, and then went to practice sword.

Speaking of Yingmu Huadao being able to come to Kunshan is purely coincidental, and it is also destined that he will become Xiao Jian's nightmare.When he returned to the country of Wa that year, the family no longer existed, but he found the family seal, the dragon tree, and a yellowed booklet according to the last words left by the dead vine tree.

After studying the booklet, Yingmu Huadao gave up the plan to practice the martial arts secrets in the book. Since the dead vines are not Xiao Jian's opponents, even if he succeeds in practicing, what's the use? The country looks for those ancient warrior sects, maybe they can practice the kung fu to restrain Xiao Jian.

As the saying goes, a centipede is dead but not stiff. Although the Iga family was exterminated, the eyes of the clan branches in various countries are still there. After many days, he finally learned that there is a mysterious old man in the mountains in the northwest of Huaxia Kingdom. I don't know how old he has lived, but the nearby mountain people call him Xuanyuan.But no one knows whether he does not have martial arts, and no one knows where he lives. It's just that he will appear in a small town called Jiangji every month to buy some daily necessities at the market, but Xuanyuan never uses it. Money is bartered for things.According to the local people, people of the older generation have seen him before, and almost all of these older people have traveled westward with a crane.

With this little information, Yingmu Huadao entered the Huaxia Kingdom and found the small town of Jiangji in the mountains.The roads to Jiangji are all winding mountain roads, not to mention open to traffic, the electricity here has not been used yet, and the mountain people use candles and oil lamps to spend the night.

Yingmu Huadao lived in Jiangji, and he started wandering around the market at the beginning of the month, and his hard work paid off. Finally, one day, he saw an old man carrying a long cloth bag on his back to change some oil at the market. Yingmu Huadao paid attention to daily necessities such as salt, rice vinegar, and slowly followed behind the old man.

The old man was Xuanyuan. After changing his daily necessities, he picked up his cloth bag and began to walk deep into the mountains.Near noon, Xuanyuan sat down under a big tree, and shouted behind him: "Young man, come out, you have followed me all the way."

Yingmu Huadao couldn't help being shocked, his ninjutsu is considered top-notch in Japan, but how could he be easily seen by the old man?

Yingmu Huadao hurriedly appeared, and fell on his knees in front of Xuanyuan, "Old Immortal, I want to worship you as my teacher, please accept my disciple?"

Xuanyuan lightly stroked his long beard, smiled slightly and said: "I am a villager, He Dehe dared to be your teacher, you should go back."

How could Yingmu Huadao let it go easily, he couldn't afford to kneel, "Old Immortal, I really want to be a teacher, so you can accept me?"

Xuanyuan was slightly annoyed, "You really don't understand reason, since I said I wouldn't take you as a disciple, why bother to force you?"

Yingmu Huadao kowtowed endlessly, a blood bag had already been seen on his forehead, and when he kowtowed again, the blood bag burst, leaving blood on his face, the situation is really pitiful.

Xuanyuan sighed and said: "Seeing that you are so sincere, then follow me. If you can catch up with me, there may be room for negotiation."

Yingmu Huadao was overjoyed, and quickly got up, "Old Immortal, may I carry your pocket for you?"

Xuanyuan smiled and said: "No need, you can just take care of yourself." After finishing speaking, he got up and walked up the mountain.

At first, Yingmu Huadao didn't take it seriously. If it is about his figure and footwork, he can surpass the old man at his own expense. Who knows that after walking for a while, Yingmu Huadao became more and more frightened, because no matter how fast he speeded up, he always fell behind the old man. About a hundred steps behind the old man.Yingmu Huadao used all his strength and began to catch up.Unexpectedly, the old man chuckled and disappeared in an instant.

ah!Where did the old man go?
Yingmu Huadao chased to the place where the old man disappeared, only to see a mossy path winding upwards, but the old man had long since disappeared.

I don’t know how many years the mossy mountain road has existed, and the moss on the steps has been multiplied for generations. Anyway, the feet are very slippery when stepping on it, and there is no effort at all under the feet.There was no trace of the old man on the moss, but Yingmu Huadao knew that the old man must have gone up the mountain.

When he worked so hard and sweated profusely to climb onto the platform, he, the first-class ninja in Japan, collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

Holding an exquisite loach teapot in his hand, the old man was waiting for Yingmu Huadao, "Hehe, not bad, it came up faster than I thought."

"Sakuragi Huadao couldn't care about his fatigue, so he quickly knelt down, "Old Immortal, please accept me. "

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Young man, aren't you from Huaxia?"

Yingmu Huadao prided himself on speaking Chinese very well, but how could the old man hear it?
The old man continued: "Your breathing method, body shape and footwork, Huaxia Kingdom does not have such exercises, but there are shadows of Huaxia Kingdom's ancient methods in it. I have not been out of the mountains for many years, and I don't know how many countries the world is divided into. You Although I'm not from China, I can't tell which country I'm from."

"Old Immortal, I am from the Wa Kingdom, and I am in the east of Huaxia Kingdom, across the vast sea." Yingmu Huadao said.

"Oh, I see, you are from Dongying, are you called Waguo now?" Xuanyuan Dawu.

"Yes!"

"Since you came from Dongying, why do you want to worship me as a teacher?" Xuanyuan was very surprised, how could the Japanese people find themselves?

"Old Immortal, I, I have a deep hatred. Thousands of people in my clan were killed by one person. He was so cruel and tyrannical that he even killed the elderly, women and children." Yingmu Hua said, lying on the ground pain.

Xuanyuan frowned, "There is such a thing? Seeing that your body skills belong to the same sect, how could the other party destroy your entire clan with one person's strength? Isn't it alarmist?"

"Old Immortal, I can swear to God, if there is even half a lie, I am willing to accept God's punishment and be smashed to pieces."

Xuanyuan's benevolent heart increased greatly, and he couldn't help but stepped forward to help Yingmu Huadao with his own hands.

"Huh? What's in your bag? Why is there a kind of primitive aura? Could it be the subduing dragon wood?" Xuanyuan suddenly smelled a very special smell and asked.