True Martial World Chapter 55: Su Jie
Yi Yun was thinking, and saw the fat old man come up with a tattered piece of yellow paper. This yellow paper reminds Yi Yun of the 1980s, the toilet paper used in the toilets in rural China, and even this Rune paper is more torn than straw paper.
Compared to the "long-strength tiger-bone fist" sent by Lin Xintong, the quality of the paper is completely different from this one.
In Yi Yun's skeptical eyes, the fat old man put a fat finger in his mouth and licked it, and then he used a finger pen, dipped in saliva, and scribbled on the rune paper.
"OK!"
The fat old man handed the rune paper to Yi Yun, "Take it away, the old man's rune paper is not of ordinary value. It's cheaper for you. Hey, why are you looking at me with this look again, don't be grateful. . "
Yi Yun took this rune paper silently. The drool on it was messed up, and it seemed that the drool was about to dry.
Yi Yun has a constipated expression. He doesn't believe in the strength of the old man. He is afraid that the old man will give himself a prank. You know, the function of this rune note is life-saving!
If he is at a critical moment, such as being chased by a wild animal, then he suddenly throws this rune paper, and this rune paper has no effect ...
The picture is too beautiful, and Yi Yun dare not think about it. If the beast was wise, he would probably think that he was thinking about it, and he gave a piece of straw paper to wait for it to eat after Yi Yun digested it. When shit, you can use this pad to wipe your butt!
"Okay, I have everything for you, go and make the dish for my husband!" The fat old man took out a lot of pots and pans from his fingers, and a lot of ping-pong-pong piled.
This makes Yi Yun feel, high status is willful, with such a space equipment, when traveling, you must bring seven or eight pots.
He didn't rush to make salted chicken, but clenched his fists, and asked, "I don't know the name of the senior Gao?"
I got to know each other, and I got the favor from others, but he didn't know the old man's name.
"Hey, my husband's name ..." The old man froze for a moment, and seemed to have some feelings, "No one has called for a long time. Since you want to know, my husband will stamp it for you."
The old man said that he actually took out a seal-like thing from his fingers and gently covered it on the piece of straw paper just now.
For a time, a faint light gathered, forming a red seal on the paper.
Two words Su Jie were written in the chapter seal.
"Su Jie?" Yi Yun moved. This name is very special. The word "Jie" means disaster, disaster, and parents name their children. They are all auspicious, and rarely use the word "Jie". Among the names.
"The grace of today, the junior wrote down."
Yi Yun said sincerely, he knew that although the old man Su talked about and cut the door, he helped himself after all, and he did not help himself because of several "salt chicken".
Yi Yun is separated from the old man. When he left, in addition to making salted chicken, Yi Yun wrote several cooking methods using wine on paper, leaving it to the old man. This world There are also talented chefs. As long as they see these dishes, they must be able to make delicious food for the old man of Su to enjoy the mouthfeel. This is the only thing Yi Yun can repay.
When the old man left, he also left Yi Yun with some ingredients, otherwise the life of the barren was too hard.
In this way, when the sun goes down, the old man Su and Lin Xintong continue to embark on their journey of training, and turning around, Yi Yun's back already slowly disappears into the mountains, leaving only the sky Yunxia is like a stretch of fire burning in the sky.
"Teacher, are you optimistic about him?"
Lin Xintong asked, after Yi Yun made the salt-baked chicken, Lin Xintong had a brief discussion with Yi Yun. However, the thing that caused the exhausted meridians in the body to have a strange feeling did not. It happened again, which made Lin Xintong a bit sorry.
Probably it's just an illusion.
The old man shook his head, "I don't like him, I just admire him."
"His perception surprised me and luck, but ... I can't think of any way to make up for the defects of his roots. He wants to practice to a higher level, and needs massive resources to support it. It's too difficult. Difficult! "
In this world, among all sentient beings, there are as many people who are determined to practice martial arts as there are sand in the Ganges. How many of them can succeed?
"Maybe, there is a miracle in this world ..." Lin Xintong said to herself, like she was talking about Yi Yun, but she was also talking about herself.
The old man listened for a moment, but was silent.
Yeah, a miracle ...
He is a heavenly master. He accepts his apprentices and has very strict requirements. The disciples must have excellent roots and possess unparalleled talent in the art of wild bones. This is too difficult. He has been searching for hundreds of years. , The children of the big family have also seen countless, and also accepted an apprentice from Lin Xintong.
However, this apprentice to whom he was extremely satisfied was born with a natural yin vein, and the excellent Xiwu root bone was useless because of the meridian rupture.
This is really ironic.
"Let's go ... we may not see him again. We won't stay in the kingdom of Ta'a for too long. When we leave the kingdom of Ta'a, the young man may not have left the cloud, even if he Out of the cloud and wasteland, in his life, it is very difficult to get out of the kingdom of God. It is too big. "
The old man Su also felt a bit regrettable. This young man has a higher heart than the sky, but he gave birth to the wrong place without the roots of martial arts.
"Will not see you again?" Lin Xintong was a little surprised for a while, and she remembered the strange feeling when she first met Yi Yun. Her naturally exhausted meridians seemed to be touched.
Although already later confirmed that 99% of these may be illusions, but Lin Xintong is still unwilling to give up even a little bit of hope, maybe his master can give some explanation?
"Master, I have something to tell you ..." Lin Xintong said suddenly.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Su old man looked at Lin Xintong solemnly and slowly slowed down.
Lin Xintong described her feelings in detail. After listening to the old man Su, the exhausted meridians were touched? What is the reason?
He couldn't help scratching his beard, and was lost in thought for a while.
The old man Su has devoted himself to studying the natural yin veins in the past few years, looking for ways to crack it, but he has repeatedly failed. But because of these studies, the old man's understanding of the natural yin veins is scarcely reachable in the whole world.
The natural yin vein is an absolute vein, it ca n’t hold energy at all, just like a dry well does n’t emit water, but just now Lin Xintong said that when she met Yi Yun, she felt a subtle energy in her meridians. flow!
Even if it was just Lin Xintong's illusion, the old man Su also took great care.
"Let ’s go to the Dow clan first. We had an appointment with the leader of Jinlongwei Zhang Tan for the division already. We asked him to collect some information about the birth of the Great Wilderness Ziyun. ! "
The old man Su came to Yunhuang this time, mainly for the vision of heaven and earth where Ziyun was born. He wanted to see if Yunhuang had a baby. Can he use this to change the life of Lin Xintong against the sky and continue on? No way!
As for Yi Yun, it was just a delusion of catching the wind and feelings by Lin Xintong. The old man Su gave no hope, but in the principle of rather killing by mistake and not letting go, the old man still planned to investigate.
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