A narrow mountain beam, flanked by thousands of cliffs, is really steep. There is a pavilion on the mountain beam, and a Taoist dressed in yellow linen clothes is sitting in it, drinking wine very leisurely.

Suddenly, a figure flew into the sky. At a closer look, it turned out to be a chubby monk. The monk's face is like a full moon, and his skin is like a baby. There was a large string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, but the robe was tattered and dirty, and there were a few patches.

"Monk, the world thinks you're stupid. But I don't know that your talent is rare among everyone. You can now travel more than 500 meters in the sky, and your cultivation is really amazing. Mai said, "Why do you have time to come to me today, do you want to steal my wine?" ”

"Huh!" A signature smile appeared on the monk's face, and then he said with a straight expression: "How dare I covet the wine of your Yiyuan ancestor, monk?" I'm here just to discuss something important with you. ”

The Yiyuan Patriarch hid in Kunlun Mountain, a hidden cave in the mountains, and cultivated in a hidden cave in the mountains, and he didn't ask about outside matters for decades. In his cave, dozens of jars of century-old rice wine are stored.

His wine is not only delicious, but also has a tonifying effect. A person who retreats in a cave for several years depends on these fine wines to refresh himself. Once, an unwitting ancient warrior stumbled upon the wine cellar and took a sip.

When he was sighing at the sweetness and efficacy of the wine, he didn't expect the Yiyuan Patriarch to suddenly appear and kill him on the spot with one finger. And his wine is not his own, but he destroyed a family in the Western Regions and snatched it.

"You've been idle all day, what do you have to discuss with me?" Yiyuan Patriarch leisurely held the wine glass and said very plainly.

"I recently heard a strange story." Han Seng said: "There is a strange thing in the ancient martial arts world of China, he wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance. And what's even more peculiar is that he is only seventeen years old this year. ”

"Hehe, if he becomes the leader of the alliance, we are all his subordinates."

"I've known about this for a long time." Yiyuan Patriarch's expression was not surprised at all, he took out a black mobile phone from his arms and threw it on the stone table, and said, "Oh, on my mobile phone, there is also the martial arts post that Xiao Lao Hair gave me." ”

"I thought I was the only one who received the martial arts post, I wandered around the cities of the Western Regions all day long, and they were easy to find. I didn't expect you to be able to receive it even if you were hidden in the mountains. Han Seng said.

"There is only one department that knows all of us." Yiyuan Patriarch said lightly: "Originally, only when Huaxia was facing the extinction of the country and the species, we would accept the conscription and be born. I didn't expect them to disturb me and other cultivators for the sake of a yellow-mouthed child today. ”

"Yes, after those ancient martial artists became officials, they all didn't understand the rules of the ancient martial arts world." Han Seng said: "How can a person who has attained the Tao like Yiyuan Patriarch be invited by him? With Xiao Xinghua's little end of the way, in front of the one-yuan patriarch, hehe......"

"You don't have to dig a hole for me to drill." Yiyuan Patriarch said, "Although Xiao Xinghua's strength is low, he has made contributions to Huaxia, and I will also give him three points of face." I won't stand in front of him. ”

If he stands tall in front of Xiao Xinghua, no matter how strong his strength is, it will cause criticism in the ancient martial arts world of China. The monk gave him this dang, but he didn't get it.

"How dare I dig a pit for you to drill, just casually talk, casually talk." Han Seng smiled and said hurriedly.

The age of the Yiyuan Patriarch is already more than one hundred and twenty years old, and his seniority is much higher than that of Han Monk. Although Han Seng's strength has improved rapidly recently, he is no longer afraid of him, but he still doesn't dare to anger him easily.

An old antique that has been cultivated for nearly a hundred years, no one knows how many hidden killing moves there are behind it.

At the age of more than 120, he experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan. However, at that time, the Yiyuan Patriarch did not participate in protecting the family and defending the country, but only hid in the Kunlun Mountains to cultivate.

If he participated in the Anti-Japanese War, he would have been the founder of the country. Of course, his strength will not reach the point where he is today, and he will not live to be one hundred and twenty years old. After all, participating in secular wars has too much impact on cultivation.

Although the founding heroes can glorify their ancestors and be rich for a lifetime, they are obviously not as valuable as cultivation. Cultivation is, first of all, the improvement of strength. Secondly, it is to live long with age.

Therefore, not all martial arts cultivators will protect their families and defend the country. Those who participated in defending the country were all those whose strength was 'relatively low'.

"By the way, Yiyuan Ancestor, why are you still using this kind of mobile phone?" The plan was punctured, and the monk hurriedly changed the topic and asked. The mobile phone that the Yiyuan Patriarch took out was still the kind of blue-screen NOKIA from the seventies of the last century. "In modern society, smartphones are popular, such as Huawei and Apple, do you want me to get you a game to play?"

After speaking, the monk took out a brand-new IFHONE8 mobile phone from the tattered robe as if he were still a baby.

"Not necessarily!" Yiyuan Patriarch said, "There are too many games in smartphones, which affects cultivation. Alright, don't ramble. You said that you had something important to discuss with me today, but what is the matter, just say it. ”

"Let me ask you first, will you go to the martial arts conference in Mangdang Mountain this time?" Han Monk asked.

Yiyuan Patriarch pondered slightly, and said, "Although I go, it will affect my cultivation." But Xiao Xinghua is for the country and the people, so let's give him a little face. If everyone goes and I don't go, people will gossip. ”

Affect the cultivation? Han Seng sneered in his heart: Can your cultivation be improved now? Don't say that it's just a few days, it's just a few years, and it probably won't affect it. And now because Xiao Xinghua has been a general, he will give him face, why didn't you come out when China faced such a big crisis in the Anti-Japanese War?

You agreed to go now, just because it won't affect your cultivation, right? He was sneering in his heart, but his face was full of smiles, and he said, "Since you promised to go, then I can tell you a shocking information." ”

"Shocking information!" The Yiyuan Patriarch's heart moved, "What earth-shattering information?" ”

"If you go, maybe you can break through the bottleneck of cultivation." Han Seng said.

"Repair as a bottleneck? Joke! Yiyuan Patriarch sneered: "My current cultivation is steadily improving, how can I encounter a bottleneck?" ”

"Don't tell lies in front of real people." Han Seng said: "You should be the peak of the grandmaster now, right?" To put it mildly, I'm also at the peak of the Grandmaster now. At the moment I have a huge bottleneck, and I can't improve no matter what. It's like being trapped in a dark cage and can't find a way forward. ”

Above the grandmaster, it is the Qi refining period and stepping into the immortal path. Obviously, they haven't found this breakthrough yet.

(End of chapter)