In front of the door of the Diyuan Treasure House, there was an old man, sloppy clothes, messy hair, and motionless, at first glance I thought it was a corpse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fang Lin frowned, what kind of person is this bad old man? He actually dared to lie here with such a big thorn, does the Zixia Sect have such a person?

Fang Lin pursed his lips, walked past the old guy, and walked to the front of the treasure house gate.

This treasure house is located in a mountain, and the gate is also made of mountain stone, which is extremely magnificent, and the door is carved with two women standing with swords, graceful and lifelike, giving people the illusion that these two sword-wielding women are really going to fly down from the stone gate.

Fang Lin stared at the statue on the stone gate for a while, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, this was definitely not an ordinary statue, but a defensive magic array.

If someone wants to break into this treasure house, it will touch the formation on this stone gate, and these two sword-wielding women will truly manifest and kill all those who break in.

This kind of magic circle is extremely difficult to arrange, and looking at the antiquity of this stone gate, it is at least a thousand years old, and it should be that the Zixia Sect had this treasure house when it was founded.

In the center of the stone gate, there was a groove, Fang Lin took out the token that Han Luoyun had given him, and was about to put the token into the groove.

Suddenly, Leng Buding's withered arm reached from behind, grabbed the token, and snatched it away.

Fang Lin was stunned, and suddenly turned around to see that it was the bad old man who was still lying on the ground just now who took away his token, and looked at it curiously in his hand.

Fang Lin was angry, but in the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young, he still held back his anger and said, "Old man, give me the token." ”

The bad old man's face was dirty, he looked at Fang Lin with a pair of cloudy eyes, and grinned: "You want to enter the treasure house?"

Fang Lin nodded.

The old man took the token into his bosom and said, "No one can enter the treasury without my permission." ”

Fang Lin rolled his eyes, who are you, you can't enter the treasure house without your permission?

"Old man, don't make a fuss, give me the token. Fang Lin still forced a smile.

The bad old man smiled and hooked his hand at Fang Lin: "Come and fight with me, if you win, I'll let you in." ”

As he spoke, the bad old man put on a posture, but he looked like an old monkey no matter how he looked.

Fang Lin was helpless, and said with a wry smile: "Old man, I don't know who you are, but I really have something to do, and I don't have time to play with you." ”

The bad old man didn't speak, and punched Fang Lin directly.

Fang Lin saw that the old man's punches were slow, and his steps were still trembling, so he didn't take it seriously at all, and took two steps back to avoid it.

Who knew that this bad old man suddenly punched and accelerated, and his body suddenly arrived in front of Fang Lin,

The next moment, Fang Lin was knocked to the ground with a punch, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Your uncle!" Fang Lin scolded, this old guy was hiding deeply, and he was immediately annoyed, and pounced on the bad old man.

Then, Fang Lin was knocked to the ground by him again, this time it was even worse, the nosebleed was beaten by the old guy.

Fang Lin covered his nose, half of his face was covered with blood, and he glared at the bad old man with anger.

"Young man, why are you so weak, you can't even beat an old man like me?" said Fang Lin with a look of disdain on the old man's face.

In addition to the look of anger on Fang Lin's face, there was no trace of contempt, although this bad old man looked like a begging for food, but the strength of this body was really not weak.

Especially the kung fu of his fists and feet is even more powerful, even if the old man does not use his internal strength, beating himself is like dealing with a three-year-old child.

"I don't know who the seniors are? The juniors are the disciples of Zixia Zhenchuan, the disciples of the sect leader Han Luoyun, and I hope that the seniors will raise their noble hands and not embarrass the juniors. Fang Lin clenched his fists and said.

Seeing that he couldn't beat this old man, Fang Lin also relented.

Who knew that this bad old man didn't even look at Fang Lin, and lay down on the ground by himself.

"If you can't beat me, you won't be able to enter this treasure house. The old man muttered, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Fang Lin was angry, but he was not willing to let him leave like this, he had arrived at the door of the treasure house, and he couldn't get in because of the old man, wouldn't this be too much.

No wonder, when I asked Han Luoyun for a token, Han Luoyun had a smile full of meaning on his face, it turned out that he was waiting for me here.

"Senior, with your strength, even if I cultivate for another ten years, I won't be able to beat you, I can't embarrass the juniors like this. Fang Lin said with a bitter face.

The bad old man didn't even open his eyes, and said disdainfully: "That's because you're too weak." ”

Fang Lin was speechless, if I were strong enough, I would have buried you old man alive a long time ago, do I still need to talk nonsense with you so lowly?

"Old man, I didn't use my internal strength, I just used my fists and feet to compare with you twice, you are so unbearable, I really don't know how the disciples of the Zixia Sect can be so weak now?" said the old man with disdain.

Fang Lin scolded secretly and said, "Please teach your seniors!"

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This day was the most miserable day since Fang Lin was reborn, and he was beaten to the ground by that bad old man I don't know how many times.

Some of the Zixia Sect disciples and elders who were passing by here were stunned, what was Fang Lin doing?

Only a few people knew who the old man was, and when they saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, and then they left in a hurry.

And those who didn't know the truth were looking at this scene curiously, especially seeing Fang Lin being played and abused by that old man, and their hearts were inexplicably refreshed.

"Who is this old man? ”

"Fang Lin Di Yuan's strength is actually not the old man's opponent at all. ”

"Our Zixia Sect, is there such a powerful person?"

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Everyone was amazed, Fang Lin was very strong among the disciples in the Zixia Sect, but in the face of that old man, he was as weak as a child, especially since the old man had not used the slightest internal strength, this was simply incredible.

Fang Lin was beaten down again, and his whole person was embarrassed, with a blue nose and swollen face.

"It's too weak. The bad old man shook his head with disdain.

Fang Lin struggled to get up, and rushed over again, only to be naturally knocked down again.

"Let's go and cultivate for another twenty years, maybe you will be able to win another battle at that time. The old man said lazily.

Fang Lin raised his head, and although his face was blue and swollen, he showed a hint of a smile.

"Boy, have you been beaten stupidly?" The bad old man squinted at Fang Lin, and suddenly his expression was stunned.

Fang Lin laughed: "Senior, offended!"