Chapter 10 Master of the Mix

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Chang'an, the imperial capital, in the west, in a simple house in Chang'an Building.

"Dong! Dong!" The crisp knock on the door made the old man who was meditate in the house slowly open his eyes. This is his residence. No one dares to disturb him, but he doesn't know who he dares to stroke his tiger's beard today.

Who is it? Come in!" He still sat cross-legged and said coldly.

"Squeak~!" The door opened and came into a respectful middle-aged man. If Gu Xinghe was here, he would be able to recognize him at first sight. But at that time, the man looked arrogant and arrogant, but at this time, he seemed to be a changed person, respectful, like the grandson of the old man in this room.

I only heard the old man sitting cross-legged and asked, "Mohuahe, what's the matter with you coming to me?"

"Uncle, uncle! You want to avenge me!" The middle-aged man named "Mohua River" immediately knelt on the ground crying and couldn't stop kowtoing. It turned out that the old man was his uncle.

"Alas!" The old man sighed and then said, "I have never allowed you to bully the market by relying on your cultivation. This time, you have hit an iron plate. Don't come to me to avenge you. Just go and practice painstakingly. If he has a chance, you can seek revenge by yourself. I don't bother to pay attention to such things!" The old man obviously knows his nephew's conduct very well, so he is unwilling to get ahead.

But when he saw that the Mohua River was still kneeling on his ground, he couldn't help kowtowing and sobbed, "This time it's not my nephew to provoke others, but that someone actually ran to the territory of our Chang'an Building and arbitrarily insulted the brothers in our building. I can't get used to it, but..."

"It's just that the man's cultivation is much higher than yours!" The old man said lightly.

But when he saw Mohua River, he couldn't stop nodding, "Hmm! Uh-huh! That man's cultivation is much higher than me. He only used two fingers to clamp the tip of my sword, making me unable to move at all. What's more hateful is that he wants to abolish my cultivation. Uncle, you have to make the decision for me!"

"Abandom your cultivation?" The old man was shocked and then said, "Isn't your cultivation still there now? How can others say that they want to abolish your cultivation? If you want to talk nonsense, be careful that I break your legs."

"Uncle, what my nephew said is true. The man held the sword in my hand, and my power could not stop leaking. Later, the man let me go because he was afraid of our Chang'an Tower." Mohuahe's heart can't stop sneering. Since he has said this, it seems that uncle will definitely help. Humph! I don't know where the wild boy came from, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am!

The old man stopped adjusting his energy, stood up and paced slowly. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he said, "In this case, I will go with you. Do you know where the man is at this time?"

Mohuahe nodded repeatedly, stood up and said respectfully, "Nest, thank you, uncle. That man should still be at the gate of the world's gambling house at this time."

"Oh? Still there? Isn't he afraid of the strength of our Chang'an Tower? Why doesn't he leave and wait for you to attract people to teach him a lesson? The old man's heart was suspicious again.

Mohuahe said repeatedly, "Uncle, maybe he wants to deliberately challenge our Chang'an Building? Deliberately let the child back to hit you elders in the face.

"Hmm! Don't talk nonsense!" The old man scolded angrily and then said, "Anyway, let's go and have a look first!" After saying that, he walked out of the door and quickly walked in the direction of the world's gambling house. Mohuahe quickly followed him. No one had seen an evil smile on his face at this time.

The imperial law stipulates that sword flying is prohibited in Chang'an, the imperial capital, on the one hand, to protect the face of the royal family, and on the other hand, it is to not disturb the daily life of the people of the imperial capital. Therefore, although Chang'an Building is not far from the world's gambling house, the two still walked for half an hour to get there. They happened to see that the white-haired ancient Xinghe found a master's chair from somewhere, and actually sat leisurely on the chair and closed their eyes to refresh themselves.

At the gate of the world's gambling house, there are many gamblers. At this time, they are standing there one after another, making noise, while on the other side are ordinary people in the imperial capital. They also gathered here to watch the fun. Unexpectedly, they surrounded the door of the world's gambling house three floors inside and three floors.

"Make way! "Let it be!" Mohua River ran to the old man in a few steps to open the way for the old man.

When everyone saw that Mohua River had gone and returned, they gave way one after another. Although basically no one could recognize the old man who followed him, they saw that he was extraordinary and that Mohua River, who had always been used to dominance, respected him at this time. Everyone immediately knew that the old man must have been the master invited by Mohua River to deal with the young man in white.

But I heard Mohuahe say in a loud voice, "That boy, I will make you come and go today. Humph, how dare you come and challenge our Chang'an Tower!"

Gu Xinghe ignored him, but stood up, looked at the old man with his hands behind his back, and intuitively told him that this man must be a very difficult existence.

"Go back!" The old man's eyes were also on Gu Xinghe at this time, looking up and down. Hearing his nephew's arrogant words, he shouted repeatedly.

Mohua River was unwilling, but he could only salute the old man respectfully, and then bowed his head and slowly retreated. But he heard the old man say again, "This little brother, I don't know where my nephew offended you. How dare you abolish his cultivation?"

There was a sneer at the corners of Gu Xinghe's mouth. He dared to say that this man was the man's uncle just now. He saluted and said with a smile, "Old man, don't be angry. Listen to the people around you and how to evaluate your good nephew!" At this time, his hand has pointed to many people standing aside.

The old man's eyes immediately followed his hand and looked aside, but when he saw the people, he immediately took a step back. He was very curious and asked, "Dear villagers, has my nephew often bully the market here?"

But no one dared to answer his question, and many people stopped looking at the bustle and dispersed.

"Huh!" The old man snorted angrily, turned his head and took a look at Mohua River, and then said to Gu Xinghe, "Even if there is something wrong with the little nephew, the prince is not a waste man. Isn't it too much to pay attention to our Chang'an Tower?"

The sneer at the corners of Gu Xinghe's mouth seemed to be deeper, and he said lightly, "No matter how I defend, you are going to fight with me anyway. In this case, why do I have to defend anything!"

It's true that as he said, the old man has been happy to see the hunt, but he just wants to find a reason to compete with him! The old man said, "It's really smart. In this case, you can use your sword. I'd like to see how capable you are."

Gu Xinghe waved his right hand gently, and the teacher's chair behind him immediately retreated flatly. Everyone made way for him one after another. At this time, a silver sword had appeared on Gu Xinghe's right hand. With only a slight leap, he had come to three feet in front of the old man.

"Bang! Pa!" The old man clapped his hands quietly and smiled, "It's really a good hand, but I don't know how this swordsmanship is?"

Gu Xinghe held a long sword and said proudly, "Come and have a try, and you will know!"

"Good!" The old man shouted loudly, and a slender sword also turned out of his hand. He only heard him say loudly, "Well, let me ask for advice." The voice fell, but the person did not move. Obviously, he was self-reate and unwilling to take the lead.

Gu Xinghe nodded secretly in his heart, then bowed his hand and flew in the direction of the old man with a long sword. The silver-lit Yishui sword was like the sun and moon in the sky at this time, which attracted people's attention.

"Good swordsmanship!" The old man sighed, but immediately raised the sword in his hand. Although he was ordinary and powerless, he just blocked the Yishui sword in Gu Xinghe's hand. Gu Xinghe's sword was originally tentative. Therefore, after being blocked, it was just a little gentle and had returned to the original position, as if he had never moved at all.

"Look at this move, there is a road in heaven and earth, and I will walk alone, proudly with a sword and a sword over the sky!" Gu Xinghe pinched a sword formula, and the long sword floated around him and said proudly. At this time, he seemed to be a long sword, sharp and the sword was swinging in the sky.

"What a strong sword!" The old man sighed in his heart, but he was not willing to show weakness. He poured Yuanli on the long sword in his hand and let it fly freely. He said with a smile, "The old man is ready. Do it!"

"So, I'm offended!" Gu Xinghe stretched out his hand and held the long sword in his hand, carrying thousands of swords, and rushed to the direction of the old man. Countless gorgeous brilliance floated around his sword body.

This is already the supreme method. Even if the people of the imperial capital see each other and are knowledgeable, I'm afraid that they rarely see such a gorgeous sword. Only then did everyone know that the magic power of this young man in white is beyond their ability to understand.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Gu Xinghe was blocked by the sword in the old man's hand. The old man stared at Gu Xinghe with a smile and nodded slightly, as if he admired Gu Xinghe's cultivation.

But in an instant, the old man's face suddenly changed. It turned out that his long sword could only block the ancient Xinghe for a while. How could the sword of the ancient Xinghe be so easy to resist from the Secret Law of Stars?

"Good boy! I underestimated you!" The old man said loudly, and saw him galloping, holding a long sword in his hand, and Gu Xinghe, each holding a sword and standing in a stalemate.