The Earth Is My Dantian

Yellow sand captivates the eye.

The old man carrying the sword also looked at Lord Ye, with a hint of caution on his cynical face.

By his thigh, there is a sword.

This sword has been stored for decades and has never been opened.

Ever since he lost to Ye Hong back then, he sealed his sword, felt the world, and experienced the vicissitudes of life.

From the handsome and handsome swordsman to the slovenly old man today, the old man who drew his sword has never made a single move.

He has never used martial arts, and he has sealed all his cultivation, living like an ordinary old man.

Until ten years ago, he was knocked out and was rescued by the young Chu Zhongtian, and the two lived together ever since.

Chu Zhongtian was secretly instructed by the old man who drew his sword. Chu Zhongtian didn't know it, and thought he was self-taught.

The lame horse also followed the old man with the sword all the time, bumping and wandering, and survived every time he encountered danger.

Not long ago, the old man who drew his sword realized that his body could no longer hold him.

He broke through.

The realm that he had always dreamed of was loosened at that moment. The old man who drew his sword knew that his life was "not long", and his only obsession was to lose to Ye Hong back then.

So he came to Xianyang and came to Huangsha Ancient Road.

Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!

Suddenly, a strong wind hit, raising yellow sand, charming eyes, covering the sight.

The old man who drew his sword lowered his eyes and said, "Stinky boy, let's go, leave Xianyang, and go roam the world."

Ye Wangye just watched like this, not disturbing the old man who drew his sword, maybe he didn't take Chu Zhongtian seriously.

Chu Zhongtian anxiously said: "You told me to go, are you going to die?"

The old man drew his sword and scolded with a smile: "Didn't you always say that I dragged you down, and now you can get rid of me."

"Fuck you, I saved your life. I have been taking care of you all these years. Every time I encounter danger, I will give up my life to save you. What nonsense are you talking about now?" Chu Zhongtian was furious, pointing The old man holding the sword cursed.

"You are my grandfather and my relatives. You are not number two in the world. I don't want you to be number two in the world. Let's go. You are the number one in the world. You wait for me for ten years, and I will help you in ten years." Take it back." Chu Zhongtian said nervously, his face full of worry, he didn't want the old man to die.

This is his only family member. He has depended on each other since he was a child and grew up with Chu Zhongtian. Chu Zhongtian could not accept that he might die here today.

"Stinky boy." The old man holding the sword cursed, his eyes were red, and said: "Don't be hypocritical, this is my life, if you don't die here, don't you die by the side of the road where no one cares?"

Chu Zhongtian stared blankly, feeling heavy.

The old man who drew his sword looked around, and said proudly: "Today, all the masters from Xianyang have come, and there are many hidden masters. I have never made a move in half my life. I am afraid that many people have forgotten the horror of the old man who drew his sword. After today, The name of the old man who draws his sword will definitely resound throughout the world."

Chu Zhongtian gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't persuade him anymore.

"Let's go, you have the triple prohibition I set on you, which can protect you three times, no matter who the opponent is, you will be safe and sound, leave Xianyang, go to the world, and let your name as a madman of Chu resound in the mansion, I'll hear it when I'm reincarnated." The old man carrying the sword smiled, showing his yellowed teeth.

He said this to everyone present, to protect Chu Zhongtian.

"You old man, looking for death on your own, I shouldn't have saved you back then." Chu Zhongtian cursed, tears fell down, he reached out his hand to wipe, turned and left.

"Grandpa, on this day next year, I will burn paper for you." Chu Zhongtian cried and left without looking back.

The old man carrying the sword fell into deep thought, looked at Chu Zhongtian's leaving back, and smiled, a gratified smile.

When Chu Zhongtian disappeared, the old man raised the sword and looked at Lord Ye.

His eyes turned cold.

There was a layer of sword intent on his body, which directly penetrated into the sky.

boom!

This sword intent made the people around watch in shock, feeling incredible.

The sword intents of others are half a meter long and one meter long. The sword intent of the old man holding the sword is like a pillar of heaven, piercing into the sky without end.

Is this the second best strength in the world?

"Ye Hong, the grievances from forty years ago should be settled now." The old man carrying the sword said lightly.

Lord Ye Hongye watched calmly, and said: "Your body has decayed, and you can't stop me from punching you. It's a meaningless fight."

The body of the old man carrying the sword was indeed old, exuding a rotten smell, the kind that smells like an old man who is about to die.

Ye Sheng was quite surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Master, the second person in the world should not be a hundred years old, right? Why is he so old?"

Those who practice martial arts can live to be one hundred and fifty years old if they reach innate ability, not to mention the old man who draws his sword far more powerful than innate talent.

Daoist Qingxu observed carefully: "He gave up this body."

Ye Sheng and Daoming Zhou Meiren looked at each other in blank dismay.

Practitioners give up the body, so what is the practice?

Without a body, even if the soul is powerful, it is still a lonely ghost, and it will be exhausted after wandering for half a year.

Daoist Qingxu shook his head: "I don't know either, his realm is higher than mine."

Whether it is number one in the world or number two in the world, they are all stronger than Daoist Qingxu, he can't see through them.

Not far away, the old man Han Shan also shook his head, but he couldn't see through it either.

The old man with the sword looked down at his body and said, "Since I was defeated by you forty years ago, I have given up everything and wandered in this world, sealing all my cultivation. An ordinary middle-aged man, I have lived for forty years. , don’t you become immortal if you don’t grow old?”

Lord Ye frowned, and looked at the old man carrying the sword, obviously feeling that something was wrong with him.

Not only Lord Ye, but the rest of the people felt incredible.

The most important thing for a practitioner is the body. Whether it is a warrior or a master of spirit, the body is the foundation of everything.

But the old man carrying the sword took the initiative to let his body decline, and did not save it at all. Why is this?

"Don't you understand?" The old man carrying the sword looked at Lord Ye and smiled freely.

Ye Wangye still frowned, he couldn't figure it out.

"I can feel the footsteps of death approaching every day now. You can't experience this feeling. That kind of death reminds you every day that your time is running out. I may take you away in the next second, so that I have a deep understanding, as an ordinary person, I have struggled with death for more than ten years, and I finally realized it." The old man carrying the sword said lightly.

Ye Wangye's eyes were fixed, and he asked: "Have you realized it?"

The people around are confused, what is the epiphany?

Only Daoist Priest Qingxu, old man Hanshan, Bai Yutian and others thought about it.

"Ye Hong, I haven't drawn a sword in forty years. After forty years, I will draw the sword for you. I hope I won't disappoint you." The old man holding the sword said seriously.

"Come on, let me see, forty years later, are you still worthy of my efforts?" Lord Ye said coldly.

Ye Sheng's spirit shook, and he was finally about to fight.

The battle between No. 1 in the world and No. 2 in the world.