The best ambiguous master

"Thank you little master, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhao Xiaohan nodded lightly, turned around and left, but he still didn't go down the mountain top, instead he walked towards the highest mountain top, the highest place was the palace of the sun god, In fact, Zhao Xiaohan has been thinking, when in Huaxia, there was a sun god who was even taller than that temple?

On Sun Mountain, the Sun God is the biggest. This is what the taxi driver said to Zhao Xiaohan on the road. Although he didn't understand what it meant, he still took his steps towards the highest mountain top. It took another ten minutes. When Zhao Xiaohan stood at the highest place of the Sun Mountain, he felt that everything under the mountain became smaller in an instant. At this moment, he also experienced what is called a small view of the mountains. .

"Benefactor, why do you come to my Sun God Temple?" A vicissitudes of life sounded in his ears. When Zhao Xiaohan raised his head to look around, he saw an elderly man holding a bag in his hand. He took the broom and swept the floor gently without raising his head. From his body, there was no trace of vigilance.

"I'm here to find someone, I wonder if Master can recognize him?" Zhao Xiaohan said softly, the old man was wearing a blue monk robe, holding a broom in his hand, there was no dust on the ground, but he kept sweeping, I don't know what he was sweeping .

"I don't know who the benefactor is looking for?" The old man's voice was still vicissitudes, his hands kept moving, but he raised his head. The moment Zhao Xiaohan's eyes touched the old man, for a moment, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression , Just a time to look at each other, Zhao Xiaohan has already determined that this old man must be a master.

How can someone who can make him feel oppressive not be a master?

"Master Xiaoyao, can you recognize him?" Zhao Xiaohan softly announced the name of Master Xiaoyao. When he heard the name of the real person Xiaoyao, the old man frowned subconsciously, then shook his head and said: "I never recognized him. I don't know why the benefactor is looking for that Xiaoyao Daoist?"

"There is something at home, I need Daoist Xiaoyao to rescue me, if I can help, I will do my best to repay you." In front of the old man, Zhao Xiaohan did not hide anything, his expression was very sincere and sincere, but unexpectedly, the old man was not moved at all , Instead, he said softly again: "The benefactor is looking for Daoist Xiaoyao, how did he find my Sun Temple? My Sun Mountain, there are only monks, how can there be any real people?"

After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Xiaohan showed no signs of impatience, but continued to speak softly: "Uncle Fu once told me that there is a real man Xiaoyao on Sun Mountain, who is a master in the world, and he is willing to help the world. As a last resort, I will follow Yan I traveled thousands of miles from Beijing to Taiyang Mountain, just to ask that Xiaoyao Daoist to help me once. If Master recognizes Xiaoyao Daoist, please tell him, it’s not too late, human life is at stake!"

"Sponsor, please go back. You have found the wrong place. On the Sun Mountain, there is no real person you are looking for." The old man turned a deaf ear to Zhao Xiaohan's words, and instead made a gesture of seeing off the guests. After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Xiaohan His eyes narrowed slightly, since he has already come and reached the highest place, how could he turn around and leave?

"Since Uncle Fu told me, the real person Xiaoyao must be on the Sun Mountain. If I don't see the real person Xiaoyao, I will never." Zhao Xiaohan's eyes are firm, without the slightest hesitation. May leave easily?However, just after his words fell, the old man suddenly changed his aura, looked at Zhao Xiaohan with a fierce aura, and said softly: "Don't embarrass the poor monk, since the poor monk has already said , there is no such thing as a real person on the mountain, if the benefactor insists on not returning, then don't blame the poor monk for being rude."

"Why are you welcome? Is the master going to drive me down the mountain?" After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes froze, and he didn't back down at all.

"There is a rule on my Sun Mountain. At night, tourists are not allowed to wander outside the door. Benefactor, don't embarrass the poor monk." As he spoke, the old man clasped his hands together and silently recited Amitabha. After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Xiaohan The corner of his mouth raised, and he smiled slightly: "In that case, Master, please do it. If you can drive me away, I will leave immediately. If you can't drive me away, please tell me, Master Xiaoyao, where is Daoist Xiaoyao?" how?"

"Benefactor, do you really want to leave?" The old man suddenly stopped sweeping the floor, gently held the broom in his hand, and spoke sharply. After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Xiaohan did not back down at all, and nodded immediately: "Really I won’t go. I will never leave until I see Daoist Xiaoyao.”

"Okay." The old man said a good word, lightly raised the broom in his hand, and rushed towards Zhao Xiaohan with a fierce momentum: "Since the benefactor is determined not to leave, then Don't blame the poor monk for being rude!"

As soon as the voice fell, the broom in the old man's hand came to Zhao Xiaohan. Although the old man looked very old, his steps were not affected by his age. A dazzling speed fell in front of Zhao Xiaohan's eyes.

Vigorous momentum and violent moves, this is Zhao Xiaohan's first impression of the old man. Just when the broom was about to fall in front of Zhao Xiaohan, Zhao Xiaohan's figure flashed slightly, and flashed at the same rapid speed The moment he was about to turn around and fight back, he didn't expect the broom he just dodged to land on his shoulder.

The pain, Zhao Xiaohan only felt a throbbing pain, and then, he saw the broom fell on his leg again like a magic trick, and then, he only felt his leg go limp, and he was about to fall He fell to the ground, and then, the broom slapped his waist hard again, and Zhao Xiaohan's body finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground with a "slap".

Two moves, just two moves, Zhao Xiaohan's body fell to the ground uncontrollably. The speed he has always been proud of, in front of the old man in front of him, has no room for display. As for his counterattack , before he even had time to unfold, he was already defeated.

Yes, he was defeated. With just two moves, he had already lost completely.Ever since Zhao Xiaohan acquired superpowers, he has never experienced the feeling of being beaten helplessly, not to mention that he was defeated by just two moves. At this moment, Zhao Xiaohan In his heart, he was more surprised than humiliated, and there were only two words left in his heart at this time, master.

A master, a real master, he knew very well that this time, he met a real master.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant. You must know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. Donor, please go down the mountain." The moment Zhao Xiaohan fell to the ground, the old man had already put away the broom in his hand, and said softly to Zhao Xiaohan with clasped hands Opening his mouth, after hearing what the old man said, Zhao Xiaohan smiled wryly, put his hands on the ground, and stood up tremblingly from the ground.

"Master, I'm more sure that the Daoist Xiaoyao must be here on Sun Mountain. Tonight, I am not your opponent. I will keep my promise and leave Sun Mountain. But tomorrow, I will come again, as long as I see you one day." If I don’t get to the real person Xiaoyao, I will not stop thinking about it for a day, and one day, I will definitely let the real person Xiaoyao follow me back to Yanjing.” After the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and left without saying a word, with a face on his face. But he showed a trace of helplessness, and at the same time, there was a trace of anticipation, yes, he was looking forward to what kind of person that Xiaoyao Daoist who had never met before was like.

A floor-sweeping monk at the gate is already so powerful that he has no power to fight back, so what kind of powerful character will Xiaoyao Daoist be?

"Sponsor, you are too obsessed. The demon has been planted in your heart. If you can't turn around, donor, you will taste the bitter fruit of the demon sooner or later." After Zhao Xiaohan left, standing in front of the Sun Temple, the old man Facing Zhao Xiaohan's gradually leaving figure, he started talking to himself.

Zhao Xiaohan naturally didn't hear the old man talking to himself on the mountain. At this time, he was still immersed in the shock that the old man gave him just now. He was defeated by the old man within a short period of time. The old man's speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all. When he realized what was going on, he had already lost in a complete mess.

Just as the old man said, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. This trip to Hunan is really worthwhile, and it is not in vain.

At the foot of the mountain, the taxi was still waiting, and when he saw Zhao Xiaohan walking down the mountain, he subconsciously asked, "Hey, buddy, how are you doing, did you find that real Xiaoyao?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head lightly.

"Let me just say, I haven't heard of any Daoist Xiaoyao on Sun Mountain." The driver naturally expected Zhao Xiaohan's answer, and immediately smiled and said, "Then let's go back now?"

"Go, go back." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, what method should he use tomorrow to go to the Sun Temple to have a look. Today, he suddenly felt that on the Sun Mountain, for He had too many surprises. Of course, it became more and more mysterious. Just a mere sweeping monk possessed such great strength. Then, what about the other monks on Sun Mountain?What kind of terrifying strength should it possess?

After more than an hour of tossing around, the car finally stopped in front of the Zhonghan Holiday Hotel at about ten o'clock in the evening. However, before getting off the car, the taxi driver subconsciously said something : "Brother, if you still go to Sun Mountain in the future, remember to call me, I will be on call."

"Okay, wait for my call tomorrow." Then, Zhao Xiaohan took the driver's call, turned and went back to the hotel, when Zhao Xiaohan turned and left, the driver's face showed a look of dumbfounding, and said to himself He said to himself: "Go tomorrow? Dude, you said you are so young, why are you so superstitious?"