Chapter 266 Forced to Learn Art

Qin Yan didn't look at him. He turned his head, frowned, looked at the land in front of him, and his thoughts turned over. Half a minute later, he asked, "Senior, do you think it's too late for me to start learning from you now?"

"It's too late!" The old man knew that he was a little moved. Now he said happily, "You have excellent qualifications and have the foundation of spiritual power. Although the transformation process is a little troublesome, as long as I protect you, these are not problems..." He said a lot, and finally concluded, "You only need to spend another five years. In time, you can practice the eighth level of shadow art. At that time, you have already entered the realm of Tianyuan, and it is very difficult to take a small step forward. However, under my guidance, there is nothing to be afraid of. In another two or three years, you will probably reach the ninth place, and then you will be basically invincible. Even if you meet a boy who can't move, you can fight with him! How's it going? Isn't it incredible?

"It's true..." Qin Yan smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth and nodded, "Eight years, very soon."

However, I'm afraid Yu Hanyan can't wait for eight years...

The old man looked at a strange color between his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Why, don't you think it's fast enough? Young people, don't be too ambitious. The road to practice is urgent. I'm already the fastest. Eight years later, you are only in your early 20s. At that time, you will enter the world and be invincible, and you will definitely set off a bloody storm in the world..."

Qin Yan took a deep breath, with a little bitterness on his face, and shook his head and said, "Thank you for your beauty, but the younger generation can't wait so long..." He turned around and was about to walk. Suddenly, he felt dark in front of him, but it was the ghost-like figure of the old man. This speed is faster than the blood wolf monk. With Qin Yan's current cultivation, it is too late to react. It can be said that he is a ghost among ghosts.

The old man who claimed to have hurt one leg grabbed his arm, and the heavy force made Qin Yan rest his mind of resistance. He only heard the old man shout angrily in his ear: "You little child is so unreasonable that you simply don't pay attention to me! What on earth do you want to say?"

Qin Yan smiled bitterly and said, "The predecessors' martial arts are unrivaled, and the younger generation admire them. Unfortunately, the younger generation still has some important things to do, and they can't wait for eight years.

"What is more important than learning martial arts? Is the door going to be destroyed or will the real person die? With me here, even your master Fan Xiaozi won't say anything. What else do you have to worry about?" The old man stared at Qin Yan and saw that his face was still unwilling. He couldn't help humming and scolding, "Is it for women again? Humph! Women don't have a good thing! Why are all of you descendants so incompensable? What's good about women? They can't watch it at all in a decade or 20 years. A man, you should take a long-term view. When you are successful, what kind of woman do you want? Even if you like the wife of the martial arts alliance leader, just grab it directly! When I was young, I thought of this a long time ago..."

So you are still alone...

Qin Yan was held by the old man's two iron-like big hands and couldn't move at all, so he had to laugh and said, "Senior, after all, this kind of thing is reluctant--"

"I don't care! You must learn from me today!" The old man turned his head toughly, dragged Qin Yan to the bridge that collapsed half, pressed him on the stone bench opposite the chessboard, looked at Qin Yan's expression, and his tone suddenly softened again, "Young man, this is a good thing that many people can't envy. Why don't you cherish it! Come on, let's take a look at my skills first!"

Before Qin Yan could speak, he twisted the few chess pieces left on the table. With a flick of his finger, he saw a line of ripples in the void, flashing away.

Qin Yan only felt that his eyebrows were suddenly stabbed, his scalp was numb, his whole body's cold hair stood up, and his heart was suddenly excited, and he hurriedly turned his head aside. However, before he was about to make an alarm and was about to make a move, he heard a low noise, and the sound of wind blew past his ears, and the desperate fear had reced like a tide.

It turned out that another chess piece shot from the rear and put the first chess bullet aside, saving his life.

Qin Yan gasped, the blood surged in his chest, and an abnormal red tide appeared on his face. Although it has been a long time of life and death, the sense of powerlessness this time is particularly strong. When death came, he couldn't do anything, and even the small move over his head was too late to complete.

I can't avoid it... I can't even avoid the first chess piece, let alone the faster second chess piece.

Looking at the old man's face, he was restless. It seemed that he just took action at will and didn't use any strength at all.

A feeling of despair suddenly surged in Qin Yan's heart. Is there such a big gap between me and these older generation of master-level figures? When will I be qualified to stand in front of a real person?

The old man looked at his shocked expression with satisfaction, slowly brushed his beard, and smiled, "Young man, how can I get into your eyes?"

Qin Yan exhaled and said, "The predecessor's magical skills are unrivaled, and the younger generation admire it! However, the younger generation still has to do an important thing first..."

"Bang!" The old man slapped on the table, and the whole table suddenly sank, and the other half of the stone bridge collapsed. The old man and Qin Yan retreated separately and landed on both sides of the river.

The old man stared at Qin Yan and said angrily, "How can you be as moral as Fan Boy! They are all stubborn and stupid!"

"I'm sorry, senior."

After the old man's shock, Qin Yan cut off those disturbing thoughts and strengthened his ideas. Han Xuegong and imperial art are the most suitable for you, and it is also the road you chose at the beginning. Do you have to give up halfway just because the scenery by the roadside is better? This is not my style!

On that day, under the waterfall outside Qiujin County, I once thought about using a hidden weapon to carry the strength of blood, but then I was rejected by myself. Because that can only improve your combat power before the Tianyuan realm, and what you will face is the world's first sword fairy!

All the skills of the side door are false. Only by tempering yourself with blood is the only way to reach the sky!

"Alas--" The old man on the other side of the river suddenly let out a long sigh, "If you have to find that woman, I can't force you. However, before leaving, I want to teach you a set of methods to practice hidden weapons and a matching breathing method, which can increase your attraction to the spirits of heaven and earth, and will not delay your daily practice martial arts, as long as you don't forget to practice when you walk and eat!"

Qin Yan nodded helplessly. Since the old man thinks so highly of himself, he has to learn it reluctantly. Anyway, isn't it up to me whether I practice or not after learning?