The Mortal Immortal

The ten thousand years of cold air and the black fire condensed into two palms.

Shu Han thought he could force the old man back, but the old man was not afraid at all, and his fists continued to attack.

Suddenly, the ten thousand years of cold air on Shu Han's left palm touched the old man's fist, and was suddenly blown away by the majestic heat, and the black fire on his right palm suddenly extinguished when it touched the fist.

How is this possible!

Bang!

Shu Han's palms were subjected to a great force, which directly shook his throat and flew backwards.

The old man had no magic power, but he came in the air, so fast that he could see the phantom. Shu Han lay on the ground with no room to dodge, and could only stare at the old man and let him slaughter him.

He thought he would be beaten up by the old man, but when the old man came in front of him, he suddenly stopped, said nothing, and stretched out his dirty hands to him. Shu Han swallowed his saliva and held the old man's hand. The old man pulled him up and stretched out his other hand in front of him.

At this time, the old man's eyes were no longer turbid, but shining and bright.

"Spirit stones."

Shu Han smiled helplessly, and had to take out fifteen spirit stones and put them in the old man's hand, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you for your guidance, senior." The old man counted the spirit stones and whispered, "It's not about guidance, your moves are stronger, but your body is too weak."

Shu Han was about to say something, but suddenly the old man's eyes gradually became flustered, his saliva flowed uncontrollably, and he twitched like a nervous twitch and shouted, "Dead... all dead..." In an uproar, the old man fell to the ground and rolled around, his eyes were full of horror, and the spirit stones in his hands were instantly crushed into powder.

"Senior!"

Shu Han wanted to help him, but was suddenly grabbed by the old man's collar, and his eyes widened and shouted, "Who killed him! You killed him! I killed him! Who is it!"

"Wine! I want wine, give me wine!"

Then there was a burst of thunder and bang!

Shu Han rolled his eyes and walked out of the central dojo.

At this time, he was also beaten black and blue like those people just now.

After the old man went crazy, he had no room to fight back.

Now he knew that the old man had suppressed too much strength when fighting with him just now. If he used all his strength, let alone martial arts, Shu Han felt that even if he used magic, he would still be captured by the old man in one round.

The old man had no magic power, but his strength was ridiculously high!

This was really strange! It was the first time he saw someone in the cultivation world who could suppress other cultivators without using magic power.

Rubbing his red and swollen cheeks, Shu Han came to a street stall selling alcohol. The stall owner looked at him and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you were beaten by that old madman. You looked pretty badly beaten. Remember, next time you meet him, just hand over the spirit stones directly, maybe you will be beaten less."

Shu Han couldn't help but ask, "What is the origin of this old madman? He robbed spirit stones along the way, and no one cared about the gathering?"

"Who can care? A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building can't survive ten rounds in his hands. But it's not a big deal. This old madman just robbed some spirit stones to buy wine from me, and gave people some flesh wounds, but not life-threatening."

Shu Han couldn't help but think, no wonder your wine shop is so close, it turns out that the old madman's spirit stones fell into your hands!

The wine seller said: "This old man seems crazy and will steal spirit stones and beat people, but he is not that bad. According to his ability, no one would dare to say anything even if he beat you to death on the spot. Compared with some cultivators who appear to be righteous on the surface but secretly do dirty things, he is not much better."

Shu Han asked: "What is the origin of this old madman?"

"Who knows? I am more than 200 years old and have been selling wine here for more than 100 years. Anyway, in my memory, he has always been here. No one knows how long, it is almost becoming a feature of our Xiaoyao City Square."

How can he live so long without magic power and cultivation?

Shu Han was surprised and said, "Boss, give me two pots of good wine!"

"Okay! A total of twenty spirit stones!"

Shu Han's face fell: "So expensive?"

The boss laughed: "Brother, you don't know the goods, this is the famous tear wine." Shu Han asked: "What is tear wine? Brewed with tears?" The boss laughed: "It means one pot is so expensive that you cry, and two pots are so expensive that you collapse. This is tear wine!"

Shu Han left the stall with two pots of wine in a bad mood and walked towards the dojo.

Although he was beaten up by the crazy old man, the fight between the old man and him just now improved his martial arts level. Martial arts need to be fought with people of equal strength to have room for improvement. After Shu Han cultivated immortality, he never used martial arts again, and Chaotian swordsmanship has not been improved. But this time under the huge pressure, his sword intent has improved a little.

It is more appropriate to buy two pots of wine to thank him. Maybe the old man will be emotionally stable and can fight with him again.

Although the progress of martial arts is not very meaningful for actual combat, it is beneficial to Shu Han's state of mind.

But when he came to the dojo, he couldn't find the old man. He sat on the stone steps and waited. He didn't see the old man for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Calculating the time, Shu Han put away the two pots of wine and walked towards the exit agreed with Xiao Zian. At an empty street corner, he changed back to his original appearance. Soon he saw Xiao Zian regain his ruddy complexion and wait for him at the exit.

"Sorry, Brother Xiao has kept you waiting for a long time!"

"No way, Brother Shu has saved me, and it's my honor to wait for Brother Shu."

As they said, the two were about to leave Xiaoyao City Square from the exit, but suddenly saw a group of people gathered at the exit of the city square. Shu Han couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Zian explained: "There are always people making trouble in the market under our Huoyun Shanshan, and this is the bounty for them. So, Brother Shu, you don't have to wear a mask. Whoever dares to act rashly under the eyes of our Huoyun Shanshan will end up like this."

After that, he took Shu Han into the crowd.

Xiao Zian said: "Brother Shu, look at this guy, molesting a female cultivator in Xiaoyao Market, and the bounty is fifty low-grade spirit stones. Really ugly! Even if it costs money! It's not expensive to spend a little!"

"This guy is even more outrageous! He got drunk and made trouble, and the bounty is thirty spirit stones. He thinks he is an old lunatic!"

"Oh, Brother Shu, look at this big list! It actually offers a reward of one thousand spirit stones! Strange, it doesn't say what crime was committed, and it was actually issued directly by my Huoyun Shanshan."

Suddenly, Xiao Zian was stunned, and kept pulling Shu Han, shouting in surprise: "Brother Shu, look at this guy, does he look a bit like you? Damn, he really looks like you! Isn't it!"

Shu Han's face suddenly darkened: Stop shouting! How the hell does this look like me? This is me!

Wow!

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and all looked at Xiao Zian and Shu Han.

"Catch him! One thousand spirit stones!"

"Go! First come, first served!"

Shu Han was shocked, and immediately used the shrinking technique to escape towards the exit of Xiaoyao City Square, and casually threw eight thunder talismans, blowing up the crowd.

"Xiao Zian, wait for me!"

After saying that, Shu Han entered the maze of Xiaoyao City Square and disappeared.

Xiao Zian was stunned and stayed there, muttering: "I have been with a wanted criminal worth one thousand spirit stones..."

He couldn't help but shudder.