Even Xu Tong couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds. He once wondered whether the old man in Gusu was talking nonsense?
"Yes, Gou Sheng is exactly my name."
Jiuyang Zhenjun nodded generously and admitted, looking at Xu Tong: "What do you think, Brother Yang??"
Xu Tong twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's very good, down-to-earth!"
"Hahaha!"
Seeing the doubtful look in Xu Tong's eyes, Jiuyang Zhenjun laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass, and sighed: "My mother gave me this name because she said it was a low life and easy to make a living. I even disliked it when I was a child.
No, but when my mother passes away, this is the only name left to me."
There is a saying that a mother does not think her son is ugly, and a dog does not think his family is poor. When a person reaches old age, he looks back and realizes that what his parents gave him is the best.
Xu Tong didn't expect that Jiuyang Zhenjun was a filial son, so he picked up the wine cup and drank first as a sign of respect.
"Dry!"
The two of them raised their wine glasses and drank the fire-burning knife in the glass.
The drink went into his throat, and the smile on Zhenjun Jiuyang's face froze suddenly. He felt that the drink seemed ordinary, but the spiciness was far beyond his expectation. After one drink, he felt that the pores all over his body were about to be opened.
, couldn't help but squint his eyelids and said:
"Good wine, Brother Yang, just make this glass of wine, you brother, I'll pay you."
Xu Tong was very happy that he picked up a big brother for nothing. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Gou... Brother Gou Sheng likes it, I will give you two more bottles."
Xu Tong took out two more bottles of Huo Shao Dao and gave them to Jiuyang Zhenjun. For an upright and tough guy like Jiuyang Zhenjun, this kind of strong liquor was better than the Queen Mother's nectar and jade dew.
"Hahaha, I couldn't ask for it, so I won't be polite." Zhenjun Jiuyang happily asked the maid next to him to accept it, and then chatted with Xu Tong about the method of cultivation.
In fact, both of them followed the path of Jiyang, but Xu Tong emphasized the pure character, while Jiuyang Zhenjun focused more on the strong character.
After communicating with each other, they found that they had a lot in common, but also had many differences in details.
Generally speaking, Xu Tong still had the advantage, because he was able to achieve the realm of land gods only by relying on pills.
Far from being as solid as Jiuyang Zhenjun, if the item cards, titles, and even the Pure Yang Sword are thrown away, it will be difficult for Xu Tong to defeat Jiuyang Zhenjun based solely on his true cultivation, even if he uses fake immortals
The same goes for the power of thoughts.
Even if it is a life and death battle, even if Jiuyang Zhenjun is not his opponent, he can still do it to the extreme.
Oh, this one-for-one limit is not just for Xu Tong. In today's world, whether it's Xu Lai, the second best person in the world, or Xiao Leshan, the third best person in the world, they are among the top ten. Their cultivation levels are really not much different.
.
The only difference is their methods.
During the conversation between the two, the old man from Gusu remained silent. He just took a charcoal pen and wrote down the conversation between the two in a small book from time to time.
The two of them chatted from day to night. During this period, Xu Tong benefited a lot and gained a lot of new understanding of his Pure Yang Way.
The most rare and valuable thing is that Jiuyang Zhenjun has almost nothing to hide about his own cultivation method. In his words, those with a true temperament will get twice the result with half the effort, and those with a treacherous mind will get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, he is not afraid of others at all.
The law is spread.
Xu Tong reciprocated the favor by getting up and dancing with his sword, showing off the secrets of the Tai Chi sword technique he had practiced. In this era, Zhang Sanfeng, the old man, had not yet come out. Although the Tai Chi sword technique is simple, it contains the femininity and masculinity.
The changes in this era are no less than opening up a new path in martial arts.
Jiuyang Zhenjun was not good at swordsmanship, so he didn't care at first. But after looking at it for a while, he realized that the mystery contained in this set of swordsmanship was exactly what he lacked in his practice, and he suddenly looked solemn.
Got up.
Just after Xu Tong demonstrated this set of swordsmanship one by one, the old man from Gusu was smoking a cigarette stick, spitting out a puff of green smoke, and nodded repeatedly:
"It's strange that when people practice swordsmanship, they try to be quick and ruthless, kill with one blow, and kill with every move. This swordsmanship actually does the opposite, slow and change, and wins with stability. It's unbelievable, unbelievable!"
After saying that, Old Man Gusu was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Unfortunately, it's not enough!"
"What's not enough??" Jiuyang Zhenjun stared at him: "Old guy, if you want to make it clear, don't say half and half."
Old Man Gusu rolled his eyes at Jiuyang Zhenjun, picked up the drink and drank it down in one gulp. Taking advantage of the spicy smell of the fire-burning knife, he said: "It's not enough to fight Xiao Leshan!"
"Xiao Leshan's swordsmanship is not only fast, but also infinitely versatile. Whether it was his battle with Zhang Xian or Luoyuepi's defeat of Zhang Yishan, he never used this swordsmanship to its extreme..."
Although the old man from Gusu is not very strong, his experience is beyond ordinary people. He is born with a pair of sharp eyes and a mind like lightning. He belongs to that kind. I can understand it at a glance. I can understand the secret at a glance. But let me do it myself, hands and feet.
The kind of person who just can't keep up with his brain.
This is also the reason why his strength can only be ranked among the best in the world.
Xu Tong knew that although his Tai Chi sword technique was mysterious and profound, he could not obtain the true meaning of Zhang Sanfeng after all. To defeat Xiao Leshan with this sword technique alone was nothing more than a fool's dream.
However, he never expected to be able to defeat Xiao Leshan with his sword skills alone. Before he came out of seclusion, he had to find a way to make another breakthrough, at least to take the Nirvana Sutra to a higher level, and to improve his immortal furnace.
There are also three little evil gods, which are also refined into elixirs.
Of course, these are still small heads. The real big head is to find a way to kill the gods behind Yuanqi Shen Cult.
Not mentioning the practice of swordsmanship, Xu Tiaoxiao suddenly asked: "Why are you two here??"
Hearing Xu Tong's question, the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Jiuyang Zhenjun grinned, grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth. While eating, he said: "Why else? The Yuanqi cult has set up a temple in Songshan Mountain. I look at him."
If you don’t like it, come and fuck him.”
The old man from Gusu on the side looked at Xu Tong with a meaningful look: "It's not just us. The Songshan Sword Sect has been posting hero posts widely. The world's masters have already rushed to Songshan..."
If the Yuanqi cult wanted to establish a temple in Songshan Mountain, the Five Mountains Sword Alliance would be the most uncomfortable.
The blood feud at the Humen Inn has not yet been avenged, and if someone is allowed to stand on top of his head to watch, the Wuyue Sword Alliance will lose all of its face.
When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately became happy and said with a smile: "Then I came at the right time."
"Hahaha, it's a good time, it's a coincidence. You and I are brothers together, how can we have the same enemy?"
Jiuyang Zhenjun laughed and said, he couldn't wait to rush to Songshan Mountain to make a big fuss.
"In that case, let's not delay here. We might as well stretch our muscles and bones to see how strong our legs are."
"So good!"
After Jiuyang Zhenjun finished speaking, he looked at Old Man Gusu: "Do you want me to give you half an hour? I'm afraid your old arms and legs won't be able to run fast!"
The old man Gusu snorted coldly, but he didn't care about Hu. He put the cigarette rod away from his waist and said, "Then I'll go first. Let's meet at the foot of Songshan Mountain!"
After saying that, he turned around and turned into an afterimage and left.
"Hey, I'm just being polite to this old guy, he's really gone."
After Jiuyang Zhenjun finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the charming maids behind him: "We are walking in front of you, so just take the car and move forward slowly."
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Several maids looked at each other, and one of the maids frowned and said angrily, "Now that the True Lord is gone, if my sisters and I encounter any trouble, how will we protect ourselves?"
"this……"
Seeing Jiuyang Zhenjun's expression of embarrassment, Xu Tong took off a token from his waist and threw it over:
"Just move forward. It won't take long before an army will follow. If you take out this token, they will take you forward with them."
The maid took the token and hurriedly thanked her.
"Okay, dear brother, let's go!"
After Jiuyang Zhenjun finished speaking, he jumped up like a Kunpeng, and in an instant he was thousands of meters away.
Seeing this, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly and jumped up. The surrounding scenery moved and whirled around, but in an instant he was chasing behind True Lord Jiuyang.
The two of them were chasing each other, and some martial arts people who were passing by just saw two white rainbows flashing past in front of them, thinking that it was a ghost in broad daylight.
The two ran for three days and two nights, but they were evenly matched in terms of foot strength.
When the two of them arrived at the tea shed at the foot of Mount Song, they found that Old Man Gusu was already sitting here drinking three pots of tea.
Seeing that the two of them were late, he put down the cigarette stick in his hand and said with a smile, "You two, although I am old, my foot power is not inferior to yours!"
"Humph! Old guy, all your cultivation in this life has been spent on two legs!"
Jiuyang Zhenjun snorted in displeasure, then sat aside carelessly, calling the shop assistant to bring another pot of good tea.
"Brother Gou Sheng is not bad either. I ran with all my strength, but I was still a little behind."
Xu Tong sat aside and exhaled a thick breath from his mouth. He thought that his strength should not be much slower than the two of them, but after this trip, he realized that he still lacked a lot.
At least I tried my best to keep up with True Lord Jiuyang. If True Lord Jiuyang were to catch up faster, I might have to use my soul thoughts to catch up.
"Hey, it's not that you're not as good as me, it's just that your Qinggong is too bad. You have to rely on your own true energy to catch up. Thanks to your strong true energy, an ordinary person would have died of exhaustion long ago."
Jiuyang Zhenjun waved his hand and admitted that he relied on his unique Qinggong blessing, such as Xu Tong, who relied on a burst of true energy to chase him all the way. Even he was ashamed of this rich true energy.
As he spoke, Xu Tong glanced around and saw that at the foot of Songshan Mountain, many martial arts people had gathered.
Just as Xu Tong was looking around, he suddenly frowned and heard an ecstatic voice: "Amitabha, good, good, your venerable one is indeed destined to be my Buddha!"