Chapter 265 Hidden Highman

"My master is a blood wolf monk."

"It's him!" The old man's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yan, "It's really not like it. It's a pity..." He muttered a few words. He lowered his eyes, unconsciously played with two jade chess pieces with his two fingers, and said with regret, "Are we really not married? ......”

Qin Yan turned slightly and said, "Senior, if there is nothing else, the younger generation will leave first..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the old man raise his eyebrows and shout in a low voice, "Wait!" He has used true qi in this sentence, but the short word brings a huge tsunami-like sound. Qin Yan's short hair was blown up by the strong wind coming from him. At the same time, he narrowed his eyes and saw two fast dark shadows coming with the surging sound, shooting at his shoulders with a sharp wind.

The hidden weapon that attacked was two jade pieces. From the hands of Tianyuan Master, it has the power of stone breaking the sky. As long as you hit it, the hit part will directly turn into a ball of meat foam, and there is no possibility of cure.

But with Qin Yan's eyesight, it can naturally be seen that although the two pieces are aggressive, their real goal is not their own. He stood motionless and didn't realize the chess pieces that shot in front of him. After the horrible hidden weapon almost brushed his shoulder and tore off a large piece of clothing, he recovered from the statue-like state, narrowed his narrow eyes with a light gray halo, and said in a soft and almost demonic voice. "Senior, what does this mean?"

The old man was stimulated by his eyes and felt a slight tingling on his face. Even with his Tianyuan master's cultivation, he still felt a chill from the tail of his spine. He saw Qin Yan's imminent combat posture and quickly shouted: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm! I just think you are very talented, so I want to take you as an apprentice. Ah, no, I just want to teach you a few tricks. It really doesn't mean anything else!"

Although he was incoherent, Qin Yan still understood what he meant. He stared at the old man for a long time, and his expression on his face slowed down slightly. He asked, "So, what are you going to teach me?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, quietly rubbed his hands, and sighed secretly. Nowadays, young people are really more powerful than generation! The teenager in front of him actually gave him a sense of crisis. Fan Wentian was not so powerful at this age! Oh, it's really a shame for the old guys...

He looked at Qin Yan again and narrowed his eyes to a fine crack. Especially when he saw Qin Yan's right hand, there was a flame-like hot light in his eyes. He couldn't help standing up and waved to him with the railing on the bridge, "Young man, come here and stand closer!"

Qin Yan was unmoved. He stood still and asked again, "Senior, what are you going to teach me?"

The old man hates it so much that he hates it. This little guy is really ignorant of praise. How can there be such an attitude of seeking people to learn from others? With a clever change, he has already run over and slapped nine times and began to shoot! Alas, but he disdained such a person, but took a fancy to this arrogant boy...

His eyes swam around Qin Yan again, fell on Qin Yan's right hand again, touched his beard, and said, "Young man, your imperial art has at least reached the seventh level, right?"

Qin Yan's face showed a slight surprise and nodded: "That's good." This old man's vision is really sharp. He can still see my realm when the young master has exhausted his spiritual power. It seems that his cultivation is a little higher than the young master expected.

"What a pity!" The old man looked extremely sad, shook his head hard, and sighed for a long time.

"What?" Qin Yan almost thought he had heard it wrong. With his impeccable imperial weapons, the whole martial arts can be regarded as a top master. How can it be a pity?

The old man punched the railing angrily and heard a crisp sound. Half of the bridge collapsed, the gravel fell into the river one after another, and jade chess pieces were spilled all over the ground. He stared at Qin Yan and said hatefully, "With your physical qualifications, if you have followed me since childhood, you are at least a master of Tianyuan now, and you will never be worse than Fan!" In a few years, even if you meet the boy who doesn't move, you won't be afraid of him!"

"Fan boy... don't move the real person..." Such bold words, even Qin Yan was also shocked, and he couldn't help but be deeply moved. If that's the case... No, it's impossible, it's too absurd! Even if I am a 500-year-old genius, I still know what level I am. Without a lot of hard work, Tianyuan Master is not so easy to be!

He quickly calmed down, looked at the old man from afar, and said, "Senior, if I'm right, are you practicing shadow art?" Using chess pieces as a hidden weapon is the most suitable for cooperation with filming. However, the two pieces just now were thrown with physical force and did not have additional effects, so he could not confirm it.

"Oh!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said doubtfully, "My old man's imaging technique has long been the ninth perfect situation. When he took action, he was not sharp at all. How did you see it?"

"Ninth!" Qin Yan took a breath of cold air. The strength of this old man is far above his expectations. The magic door has been cultivated to a high level, and every step will make a qualitative leap in strength. The ninth shadow art has a restraining effect on the imperial art. If it really fights, I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to resist. Fortunately, he didn't take random action just now... Speaking of which, I'm afraid this old man's cultivation has surpassed that of the Blood Wolf Monk! So why have I never heard of such a master in the Demon Gate for so many years? There are no rumors about this person in the secular world. Moreover, if this guy had participated in the war of Guilinzhuang, I'm afraid history would have been rewritten...

Seeing Qin Yan's surprised look, the old man finally smiled with satisfaction and nodded, "Yes, it's the ninth. If I hadn't hurt a leg when I was young, I wouldn't have been afraid of that boy. You should know that I was known as 'no place to find in the sunset river, looking for a single line of sky in thousands of miles', and my brothers in the road carried their love and praised me as..."

Wait! According to your tone, it seems that the strength of the real person is still higher than that of you?

By this time, the old man had reported a large list of poems he got when he was young, looking at Qin Yan with a proud expression of "Come and please me."