A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The old man's appearance was very sudden, but there was no feeling of surprise.

Jiang Yu and the others quickly took out their weapons and stood back to be on guard.

No one dared to take action rashly.

Can't afford it!

There was no breath in the old man's body. But Jiang Yu's intuition told him that even if he went all out, he would still not be a match for the old man.

The old man glanced at Jiang Yu's wooden stick. He raised half of his eyebrows and grinned: "The dolls have good perception. I wanted to leave after eating. Now that you have discovered..."

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body.

Instantly pulling several people into the abyss of despair.

Even Jiang Yu felt as weak as an ant.

But he still gritted his teeth and took half a step forward. Stand in front of several people.

"Yo?"

The old man was quite surprised.

Then he regained his momentum.

Jiang Yu and others could feel the roaring waves and bright sunshine around them again.

His body was already wet with cold sweat.

Although the oppressive feeling just lasted for only a moment, it seemed like a long time had passed.

The old man greeted him as if he were a guest: "What are you doing standing around? Eat!"

Jiang Yu frowned, put away the wooden stick and told the others to sit down.

"Haha? You have some courage, baby."

The old man put his hand into the crab claws and took out the snow-white crab meat. He ate until his beard was full of meat residue.

That's called boldness.

Jiang Yu behaved like a bachelor: "In front of you, we can't run away or fight. It's better to be honest. Even if we die, we can't starve to death."

"Hahahaha, okay! Do you want to drink?" The old man wiped his hands on his clothes. Place the black and yellow shiny wine gourd on the ground.

When Jiang Yu was in the Wushan tribe, he drank with the drunken old man several times.

It just feels like that.

At this time, he did not want to weaken his momentum.

Pull out the stopper and take two swigs.

As a result, the wine was like lava, burning down his throat and into his stomach. Then it went straight from the stomach to the top of the head.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jiang Yu choked and coughed violently.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched twice. He grabbed the wine gourd and glared at him fiercely: "You're so rude, kid. You ruined all the old man's wine!"

"Hey Hey……"

Jiang Yu's skin turned pink all over, and he asked with a big tongue: "Old man, did you poison the wine? Why are you so strong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down.

There was a sound of snoring.

Araguan Ruoxue quickly stepped forward to check.

Seeing his dazed look, he immediately grabbed a handful of ice water.

But the old man waved his hand to stop him: "Let him sleep. My wine has a soothing effect. Drinking it is not bad."

After saying that, he waved to a few people and said, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Eat!"

Several people looked at each other.

Suddenly an unfathomable strange old man appeared, and it would be strange if he could eat him.

The old man didn't force himself and just ate happily on his own.

From time to time, I picked up the gourd and took a sip with intoxication.

After a while, he suddenly glanced at the little stutterer: "Girl, what's your name?"

"Little, little knot, stutter."

The little one stuttered more than usual.

The old man laughed: "I asked for your name, not your nickname."

"Xin, Xinshuang." The little stutterer was almost scared to tears by him.

How nice it is to float on the sea. Why bother to board some broken island?

Are you comfortable now?

The old man nodded: "Yes, Xinxinshuang. What a good name."

Little Stutter quickly corrected: "Only, only one, one heart."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted them again. Afraid that the old man would be displeased, he slapped her to death.

"You, you can call whatever you want."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched obviously: "Xinshuang, I happened to meet you when I was passing by. I just came to eat in passing, mainly because of you."

"Me?" Little Stutter shrank back and hid behind Araguan Ruoxue: "I don't like older men. Men."

The old man tried his best to make his smile look kinder: "I once had a beloved disciple who died at the hands of the teacher. You are somewhat similar to her when you were young. Let me ask you, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

Little Stutter looked at Jiang Yu and then at the old man. Shaking his head like a rattle: "No, I won't worship."

The old man's eyes stayed on the little stutterer's face for a long time, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "The time has not come yet. That's all, since we are destined to meet you, I will eat your meal again. I will leave some benefits to you."

As he spoke, he waved to the big ship docked at the beach.

Two to three hundred demon pills shot out. Floating above the old man's palm.

"M-mine!", Little Stutter exclaimed. But he was grabbed by Araguan Ruoxue.

If you run out of demon pills, you can find them again. If your life is gone, there is nothing.

Let’s see what this weird old man is going to do first.

I saw the old man flicking his fingers to strip away the poison and evil spirit from the demon pill.

Finally merged into a golden bead.

"The quality is a bit poor. But with your current state, it's just right for you." The old man said, flicking the little stutter lightly.

The beads flew towards Little Stutter.

It was still spinning when it fell into her palm.

An unquenchable desire arose in the little stutterer's heart, wanting to swallow the beads.

There was a trace of memory in the old man's eyes, and his tone became a little softer: "Eat it, you can improve your cultivation. At least you have a little more ability to save your life in this troubled world."

Little Stammer no longer hesitated and swallowed the golden beads in one gulp.

"Ugh..."

When Jinzhu entered his mouth, a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.

She was rolling on the ground in pain.

After a while it turned into a cyan fox.

Curled up into a ball and shivering.

Large clumps of hair falling out. Smelly black dirt oozed from under the skin.

The old man took a sip of wine and nodded slightly: "Nine-tailed foxes like cannibals. You walk alone in the world, but you are not contaminated by the evil spirit. It is really rare!"

Araguan Ruoxue's face was as cold as frost, and the witchcraft power surged all over her body: "She is not alone!"

Fang Yuan took half a step forward and stood in front of Araguan Ruoxue. But his eyes were a little hesitant: "Ruoxue, this old man doesn't look malicious. He really wants to kill us, so there's no need to put in so much effort."

The old man seemed to have not heard what he said and pointed in front of him: "I have nothing to give you two. Let me just talk to you about practice. How much you can remember depends on your luck."

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes: "Old man, can you see our problem?"

The old man pointed in front of him noncommittally.

Fang Yuan forced Araguan Ruoxue to sit down.

The old man smiled and spoke eloquently: "First there was Pangu, then there was heaven and earth. The ancient gods sat down and transformed, and all things began. The clan of gods carried the laws of heaven and earth, and their patterns were witches."

Fang Yuan interrupted as if he didn't understand: "We all know the power of shamanism. But when you practice to a certain level, you can't go any further. It's far from being comparable to those who cultivate immortals."

The old man was not annoyed and stroked his beard lightly: "Witchcraft inscriptions are inscribed with the most primitive laws. Writing, divination, and witchcraft all originate from witchcraft. Even the cultivators just changed the name of witchcraft. Before you So I am shackled because my method is wrong.”

"The practice method of witchcraft is mainly based on perception. It is not mixed with subjective consciousness. It is called 'listening'. The entry method for immortal cultivators is mainly based on visualization, which is called 'viewing'. Listen and observe , one is indispensable. Only by complementing each other can we achieve the great road."

His words were as casual as chatting with elders.

easy to understand.

Even Aragaki Ruoxue looked thoughtful.

After a while, she also lowered her guard and raised a practice issue that had been bothering her for a long time.

The old man answered casually.

There are no quotations or obscure terms.

The examples cited also all come from daily necessities of life such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The two didn't know each other until many years later. This kind of relaxed chat is called preaching.

Fang Yuan's realm is stuck at the high level of wizard. It didn't take long for me to have an epiphany and enter samadhi.

Araguan Ruoxue's eyes were bright and she soon entered a state of concentration.

The old man didn't stop. The content of what is said is getting deeper and deeper.

It wasn't until the sky got dark that I picked up the wine gourd and moistened my throat.

Little Stutterer was still curled up into a ball and his breath was weak.

Fang Yuan and Xinyuan Ruoxue both crossed their legs and entered meditation.

The old man looked up at the bright starry sky, lost in thought. Suddenly he asked: "Do you remember?"

Jiang Yu raised his head and rubbed his eyes vigorously. A confused look on his face: "Huh? What happened? Well, it is indeed a good wine!"

The old man smiled: "Little slick one!"

After saying that, he looked at Jingjing lying beside him: "He's a pretty good beast. I just need a mount. Are you willing to follow me?"

Jingjing immediately stood up and ran behind Jiang Yu with small square steps.

Sticking out his tongue and making a face.

"That's all, I got rejected twice in one day. I have nowhere to put my old face. Let's go, let's go!"

The old man stood up and punched his waist hard.

Jiang Yu quickly moved forward with a flattering look on his face: "Old man, you have helped us so much. I don't know your name yet."

The old man saw through his little thoughts at a glance. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Now is the world of Chanjiao. I am a member of Jiejiao. If you want to use my name to do things, it will backfire."

After speaking, he took a step forward and floated directly into the air.

When he took the second step, the figure was already thirty feet away.

A soft voice sounded in Jiang Yu's ears: "The human race is powerful, and the demonic calamity is coming. Chaos is reborn, so you can take care of yourself. You...you can call me Taoist Duobao."