The master of transcending immortals

Chapter 9

However, the reality was different from what he thought, he pushed his big palm on the thin Wu Hui's shoulder, and the latter didn't move at all.

He didn't believe in evil, and the strength in his hand increased a bit.

Seeing that he was so rude, Wu Hui was a little angry, and his shoulders shook slightly.

Just at this moment, the burly bodyguard in black couldn't stand anymore, his feet kept retreating, and finally he couldn't completely let go of his strength, and squatted on the ground, splashing a circle of dust, his appearance was extremely funny .

The bodyguard in black suddenly became furious, and reached into the inner pocket of his jacket with one hand, as if he was about to take out something.

This old man is obviously not an ordinary person, and his bodyguard is likely to carry a gun with him.

Thinking of this, Wu Hui narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that his current physical strength could not stop the bullet, but dodging should be a problem.

At this time, the old man practicing boxing suddenly reached out to stop the black-clothed bodyguard.

Seeing that the old man stopped suddenly, Wu Hui couldn't help being anxious.

"Old man, why do you stop, we beat us, it has nothing to do with you, you continue."

The black-clothed bodyguard's expression changed drastically when he heard the words, and he jumped up from the ground, pointing at Wu Hui and yelling, "Brat, who are you calling old man?"

"It's okay." The old man waved his hand.

Then he walked up to Wu Hui unhurriedly, "Young man, I saw you nodding all the time when I was practicing boxing just now, as if I could see the way to it, and just now I saw you knock Xiao Wu down with your hand, could it be that you would do the same?" Use this internal boxing."

Undoubtedly, Xiao Wu is the bodyguard in black.

"Neijiaquan? It turns out that this kind of martial art is called Neijiaquan on Earth." Wu Hui was stunned, and then said calmly, "I understand a little bit."

"Young man, you don't need to be modest. You can overwhelm Xiao Wu without much effort. Your accomplishments in internal boxing are already impressive. If you think about it, Zunshi must be a real master."

The old man didn't take Wu Hui seriously just because he could knock Xiao Wu down.

Because Xiao Wu is only good at marksmanship, he doesn't know the way of cultivation, and he can compete with ordinary special forces, but it is not enough to meet real masters.

Moreover, the old man could knock Xiao Wu down with enough energy, and even injure him.

Don't look at this old man with white hair, white beard, and haggard figure. If it's just hand-to-hand combat, he can fight dozens of bodyguards like Xiao Wu.

In his opinion, this kid was able to reach such a level at such a young age, presumably someone was teaching him behind his back, and this person is a real master, so he asked Wu Hui who his master was at this time.

Wu Hui originally didn't want to deal with such a question, but seeing the shrewd look on the old man's face, he wanted to play tricks on him, so he made up a set of excuses.

"I think my master is really a fairy-like figure. There is probably no one in this world who is his opponent. Not to mention this little internal boxing, he can even use powerful spells."

Hearing this, the old man felt countless turbulent waves in his heart.

Know spells!Could it be that this kid's master is a cultivator?
In addition, he has long known that there are more powerful existences in this world than martial artists, and they are immortal cultivators.

And he also knew that after becoming a cultivator, he would live longer than ordinary people.

At his age, money and beauties have become floating clouds, and he only wants to live a few more years.

In order to become a cultivator, one must have the skills of cultivating immortals.

However, this kind of practice has been handed down since ancient times, and only a few ancient big families and hermit sects in the whole world have it.

Duanmuzhan has been looking for it hard, but he still can't get it.

By chance, he spent a lot of money at an antique auction and obtained a broken ancient sheepskin scroll.

Duanmu Zhan practiced the incomplete skills recorded on the ancient sheepskin scrolls, and this is how he is today.

At the same time, he also realized the mystery of the cultivation method of immortality, and strengthened his determination to find the complete cultivation method of immortality.

As soon as the old man heard Wu Hui say that his master knew spells, he guessed that his master was an immortal cultivator, and an immortal cultivator must have the skills of cultivating immortals.

But the old man lived a long time, so he was naturally much shrewd, so he wanted to test Wu Hui first.

"There are very few people in this world who understand spells. If you just say it, I won't believe it!"

Wu Hui had already expected that the old man would say that, so he couldn't help smiling.

In order to hide his cultivation before, he specially used a concealment technique on his body.

Therefore, other immortal cultivators could not feel the true energy in his body, and would only think that he was an ordinary person.

Afterwards, Wu Hui's fingers pinched a few fingers behind his back, and removed the concealment technique from his body.

Its aura rose instantly.

At this moment, the old man could feel the true energy in Wu Hui's body, and his face couldn't help changing.

Because he found out that Wu Hui's cultivation level was higher than his, his heart was filled with astonishment.

Wu Hui had been observing the expression of the old man, and seeing his reaction was so strong, he couldn't help but chuckled in his heart.

The old man also realized his gaffe, and hurriedly coughed dryly: "Little brother has reached this level of cultivation at such a young age, and respecting the master must be a god-like existence. I wonder if the little brother can recommend it to the old man. ?”

Wu Hui let out a long sigh, pretending to be sad, and said, "Alas... my short-lived master wanted to become an immortal, but he was too eager for quick success and quick gains when he was cultivating, and finally went mad. My cultivation was too low at the time, so I couldn't help him at all. I can only watch him die from his true anger."

When the old man heard this, his disappointment was beyond words. He looked more painful than Wu Hui, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"The way of cultivation is to pay attention to one piece and one relaxation. It is really regrettable that the old man passed away early. I wonder if the little brother has inherited the mantle of the old man?"

At this moment, Wu Hui looked at his solemn expression, and was already amused by him, so he suppressed a smile and replied:

"The master's legacy is broad and profound. Although I am his disciple, I only have one or two, and I can barely protect myself."

Knowing that what Wu Hui said was a word of humility, the old man couldn't help being overjoyed, and tried to behave as naturally as possible.

"That's really great, oh, no! What I mean is that the old man can pass on the mantle before he dies. It's really a blessing from heaven, so that the old man's spirit in heaven can also rest in peace."

When the old man said it, Wu Hui really thought of the Emperor of Samsara, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"Who says it's not, I hope the old man can rest in peace!"

The old man felt that the feelings were almost inflamed, so he struck while the iron was hot and said, "I just saw my brother and I feel like old friends at first sight. If the little brother doesn't dislike it, we might as well become brothers with different surnames. What do you think?"

The old man was also called a young man just now, but now he directly changed his name to a little brother.

There is a difference of several decades between the two, and the old man still wants to become brothers with different surnames, which shows how eager he is for the cultivation of immortals.

Of course, on the surface, he is dozens of years older than Wu Hui, but in fact, Wu Hui is hundreds of years older than him, because Wu Hui has spent 300 years in the world of cultivating immortals.

Xiao Wu has been with the old man for a long time, and he is very aware of the old man's obsession with cultivating immortals. Although he thinks that the theory of becoming a fairy is pure nonsense, he got used to it after being influenced by his ears and eyes.

Moreover, he had seen the old man make a move with his own eyes, which was really shocking, so he always felt that he was well-informed.

However, when he heard that the old man was going to marry Jinlan with the kid in front of him, his jaw dropped in shock, and even his sunglasses fell off his face.

Think about one old man with a special status and always eyes above the top, and the other is a little kid with no hair, and listening to the old man, it seems that he is afraid that the little kid won't want to.

He was instantly confused.

(End of this chapter)