First Son-in-law

Worship the ancient temple!

The old village chief shook the cat fan gently.

The left cuff was empty, swaying in the wind.

This is an ordinary skinny old man, nothing special.

There are people like this in almost every village, who are very old and respected, waiting to die.

The old demon Dugu said in secret: "Qin Xiaozi, this village is full of mysteries, and even my spiritual thoughts cannot be unfolded. But I have an intuition that this place is not as ordinary as it seems."

Qin Li nodded, he felt this way too, but couldn't tell why.

"Grandpa Village Chief, this is a friend I met outside."

"This is Qin Li, Chilling Dance..."

Li Pingan introduced one by one.

"Not bad!"

The old village chief got up.

His eyes swept over everyone present.

Focusing on Dugu's tactics, he also looked at Han Xinwu.

He finally settled on Qin Li, and he was surprised: "It's extraordinary, too extraordinary, Fengdu's supernatural being, immortal spirit, perfect and outrageous, much better than our home peace, he must be taken care of by you outside."

"Dare not dare."

Qin Li hurriedly folded his hands and said with a smile:

"I took advantage of Ping An, and received his favor several times."

Li Ping'an was a little proud. He straightened his chest and said proudly: "Grandpa, I was out for a trip, but I did a few big things."

The old village chief smiled and asked, "Is it your credit or the stone box's credit?"

"Uh……"

Li Pingan was instantly embarrassed.

The old village chief said: "Okay, put the stone box back in place, let's eat and have a good chat."

"it is good!"

Li Pingan took a few steps forward.

There is an empty shrine ahead.

Putting the Eye of Guixu into it, Li Pingan put on three sticks of incense.

Then a group of people left and returned to the entrance of the village.

Because of Li Pingan's return, all the old people in the village have gathered.

"Make a long table banquet and invite these young people to entertain them."

The old village chief spoke.

A group of old people got busy.

Picking vegetables, washing rice, chopping wood, burning fire...

Qin Li counted carefully, there happened to be one hundred and nine elderly people, all of whom were physically disabled.

"Let's help too!" Mo Yao and the girls were also embarrassed and stepped forward to help. They were very proficient in cooking.

"Let's go chopping wood."

Qin Li is also ready to help.

The main reason was that he couldn't bear to see the old man chopping wood.

The old man's palms were cut off, and he could only rely on hemp rope to tie a rusty broken sword to his elbow.

"Young man, thank you." The old man chopping wood was gray-haired.

"It's okay."

Qin Li helped the old man carry the firewood basket.

The two left the village and came to a wild mountain,

Mountain flowers are blooming, weeds are overgrown, trees become forests, and crooked branches are rotten.

"Young man, the wood here is very hard, you have to be careful!" The old man chopping wood raised the broken sword and chopped it down, returning his strength and cutting the dead branches diagonally.

"Got it."

Qin Li didn't pay much attention at all.

I can break the majestic mountain with one finger, a few pieces of wood, and what counts.

Without any hesitation, Qin Li restrained his strength and slammed his fist. He heard a slap, and the trunk didn't move at all.

"what!"

Qin Li was stunned.

He suddenly found a problem.

He can't use magical powers, and he can't mobilize his qi.

It's like suddenly becoming a mortal, and the trees here are not simple. With the power of his physical body, he can break the mountain with a punch, but this dead tree is indifferent.

"Young man, you can't use your fists to chop wood!" The old man smiled.

Qin Li smiled back.

It is he who feels more and more extraordinary here.

With a clang, the sword fetus was out of its sheath in the early days, and its light was scorching, flowing with the gods.

"A great sword, there is no second one in the world!" The old man Chopping Chai's face changed, his eyes flickered, and he admired the extraordinary.

"Thanks for the praise."

Qin Li's heart and thought were one, and the sword cut the dead wood.

With a stab, the sword fetus in the early days cut off a piece of dead wood, just wood.

Qin Li couldn't be happy at all, because he felt an obvious sense of blockage. You must know that since the birth of the fairy sword, everything is unbreakable, and it is the first frustration. This wood is simply stronger than the Lingbao.

"Young man, you hurt the body and the sword with your method!" the old man said.

"I wonder what seniors can advise?"

Qin Li said humbly.

The old man brandished his broken sword and said:

"You must know how to use the masculinity of the sword to restrain the strength of all things."

"The extreme of rigidity is the'shock'. You need to twist the strength and qi and the sword together, the iron plate is one piece, and the compact is compressed, so that the inside and the outside are pure rigidity and endless. If it is handed over to a hard object, it can be broken. The opponent's weapon."

"Cultivation to the extreme, yang is the strength of the teacher, it will break when you rub it, and you will die if you knock it!"

The old man chopping wood showed it again.

The broken sword cuts down, the speed is not fast, but it just cuts off the dead branches.

To be precise, it was broken, and it didn't take much effort. It's like cutting tofu with a kitchen knife, which is extremely easy.

"The masculine sword!"

Qin Li heard this for the first time.

Try to condense the mind, strength, and the primordial sword fetus into one.

With a snap, it slashed down vertically, really smoothly, cutting off the dead branches.

However, it is far from the smoothness of the old man who chops wood.

"Wonderful!" Qin Li was overjoyed, and seemed to have found his way, knowing how to integrate the next sword technique.

In the beginning, the sword fetus trembled slightly, and the kendo runes in it became more specific and bright.

Several swords in succession.

Qin Li is trying.

He was immersed in an epiphany.

Finally, the old man chopping wood interrupted:

"Young man, the firewood basket is full, and also, try to relax."

Qin Li woke up and found that there were broken woods all around, and he had cut so much before he knew it.

He understood that he had met an expert, and thanked him: "Thank you seniors for teaching, thank you endlessly."

"Let's go back!"

The old man waved his hand and left with Chai.

Qin Li also carried a load of firewood and followed the old man back to the village.

Everyone was busy, and the village became lively.

Qin Li and the old man chopping wood send the dead branches into the kitchen.

Su Qingxue walked over with a dusty face and said, "Msang Gong, there is some evil in this place. My great yin and yang divine fire can't ignite the dry wood, and my magical powers can't be used."

Qin Li looked sideways. In front of the stove, there was a rickety old man with some scars on his body, which seemed to have been burned by flames, very hideous.

He was burning the fire, the fire was strong, and it was crackling.

"It's okay. The seniors here are all experts. I think this old man who burns fire is very knowledgeable about flames. You are polite and ask for advice humbly. Maybe you can learn a lot, which will be of great benefit to you."

Su Qingxue nodded, went to the stove very obediently, and continued to help set the fire.

In fact, everyone has discovered extraordinary.

but.

It's too ordinary here again.

Old Demon Dugu was also at a loss.

Finally, when the sun was about to set, the long table banquet was set up.

In the dark night, the long table is like a dragon, filled with wild mountain dishes, and the bonfire is burning, illuminating the village.

"It's all ordinary dishes, I hope you don't dislike it." The blind grandma night said with a smile.

"how could be!"

The chill dance is generous.

Although she is immortal in the moon, she is unattainable, but surprisingly approachable.

He took the initiative to pick up vegetables for the elderly and ate two bites by himself. He was full of praise: "It's so delicious! It's even more delicious than the laurel fish in the Holy Land of Sun and Moon."

Qin Li and others also moved their chopsticks, and the taste was really superb: "It doesn't look good, but it tastes like a delicacy, delicious in the world."

"You like it."

The old village chief smiled and asked:

"Peace, how are you doing outside?"

"Very good!" Li Pingan said while eating a big mouthful: "I went to Nature Taoist School for the first stop."

"Just in time for Dao Sect's recruitment, we made friends with Brother Qin and Girl Han. We went up to the moon, went down to the heart of the earth, and found the mythical Shoushan Mountain, and found the door of Xuan Mi inside, but unfortunately we couldn't get in."

"The Gate of the Emperor of Heaven."

The old village chief raised his brow and said:

"It doesn't matter if you can't get in, lest you get caught up in the cause and effect and fall into the calculations."

Li Pingan said again: "Later, I left Daozong to travel and unknowingly went to the Demon State. I saw many great people. Finally, I joined forces with Brother Qin and the others, and smashed the Demon City with the help of the stone box. By the way, we still encountered it. The projection of the Devil Emperor was so scary that he almost died in his hands."

"Devil Emperor Contempt, wolf ambition."

The old village chief shook his head, a trace of imperceptible disdain from the corner of his eyebrows.

Li Ping'an continued: "Later it was the experience of Jiuzhou. We met the King of the Hill in the Sun Temple, and the methods were harsh. However, I also got a blessing in disguise and got a nine-colored teardrop."

Say it!

He took out teardrops.

The old village chief smiled and said, "Killing the God Beads."

Li Pingan was not clear, so he asked: "Grandpa Village Chief, you seem to know the origin of teardrops, can you tell me about it?"

"Know some." The old village chief nodded.