If it is in accordance with etiquette, Chen Feng should go to visit the old man himself.
But Chen Feng didn't want to spend more time in Mordor, and it's also because the old man once said that he shouldn't go to see him easily.
As for this easy meeting with him, Chen Feng felt that if it wasn't a big deal, don't bother him.
But today, I was asked out.
The three walked almost side by side. The heroic woman was sheltering the old man from the rain. She also said she held an umbrella. After meeting, she hasn't spoken until now.
But since the old man didn't want to introduce, Chen Feng didn't ask. He just walked with the old man in the rain.
Now the rain is also much smaller, pattering, but it has no impact.
The old man said, "how's your martial arts recently? Do you have any progress in the end?"
Sure enough, Chen Feng had thought that the old man must ask this question, and Chen Feng had long thought of the answer.
He said: "martial arts has been stuck at the peak for a long time, but I can't figure it out because of the limitations of martial arts."
The old man looked at Chen Feng with satisfaction. After all, martial arts restrictions are not easy for Chen Feng to break through.
The old man said, "maybe when I die, the chance will come to you."
Chen Feng didn't dare to take this taboo. He hurriedly said, "master, you're strong and strong, but don't think about those things. It's a matter of God, and the manpower is sometimes poor."
The old man smiled. He was just joking. Even if he died, he didn't know where the chance would spread.
"If you're joking, don't take it seriously. I also know this kind of thing. I didn't even know how I got into the realm of this master in those years, so if I really asked me to appoint you younger generation, I really can't tell why."
Chen Feng nodded. He also knew the reason, but after thinking about it, he asked, "I just don't know whether the master knows an ancient book called returning to the sea."
The old man was stunned. It seemed to be an accident. How could Chen Feng know? He asked, "where did you hear this book?"
Chen Feng honestly told the old man what he was hiding in Taihao, but he still concealed that Qingzhi and Qianxun sword were also looking for this book.
After hearing this, the old man was also amazed. Then he waved his hand and said, "sure enough, I'm still old. Now I can't think of robbing when I hear this book."
Looking at it, sure enough, the old man knew the origin of the book. Chen Feng asked, "is this book very important? Even the master wants it."
The old man said, "it's very important. If I'm ten or five years younger, I'll ask where the book is now, but unfortunately, I'm old. I can see how long I have left."
Chen Feng was also silent. On this topic, he could not admonish or comfort. Even if he said something to make the old man happy, he just felt false, and the old man didn't like it.
The old man then said, "if you get to the master, you will know that in this realm, all moves have no meaning. If you want to become strong, it is fast, strong and stable. With these, any moves are icing on the cake."
Chen Feng heard this for the first time. He listened curiously. He didn't expect that the master had abandoned the shackles of moves and reached a detached state. Maybe this is returning to nature.
The old man added, "to reach this supreme level is what the masters have been pursuing all their life, and this book" return to the sea "is said to be what the masters are pursuing."
Chen Feng exclaimed. He wondered to what extent the carefree sword, known as the first master in the world, was.
"What does the master think of the carefree sword? Does he still not reach the highest level?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I met him once. He is indeed a genius in martial arts. Even in him, I think he broke through the boundaries of the master and arrived entirely by his own ability."
"How is this possible?"
But the old man seemed to firmly believe, "nothing is impossible. I dare believe he is the exception."
Chen Feng couldn't comment. He didn't even see the face of Xiaoyao sword, but he still reserved his opinion on the old man's words.
"But even for him, I don't think he can reach the highest level. I'm afraid his strength will reach a terrible position this time when he gets" return to the sea ", so no one in the world can catch up with him."
Chen Feng didn't tell the old man that the book "return to the sea" was not only seen by Qianxun sword, but also by a green gardenia.
But the old man didn't seem to want to talk about it again.
As they walked, they had come to a pavilion in the park. The three put their umbrellas away and put them in a corner of the pavilion. The rain was flowing slowly where the tip of the umbrella was facing the ground, and gathered on the wet ground outside.
The old man found a place in the pavilion. The woman had prepared a paper towel to wipe the old man clean, and then let the old man sit down.
Chen Feng was much more casual. He didn't care and sat down directly.
Looking at the lake outside the pavilion, it has been scattered by rain, and you can't see any peace.
The old man pointed to the place and said, "sometimes the rain is not good. If it disrupts the lake, it looks messy."
Chen Feng also looked at it, but felt different. He said, "but this mess is real. It's too calm. I'm afraid I'll die."
When Chen Feng finished, he realized that he had said something wrong and immediately looked at the old man without saying anything. He didn't want to make the old man unhappy. When he left the past, the woman looked at him with the same cold eyebrows.
Looking at Chen Feng so nervous, the old man knew what Chen Feng was thinking. He smiled and said, "it's just death. I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Even if I die now, there's nothing wrong. It's just the idea of watching the rain. When people are old, they're really not easy to be happy and noisy."
Chen Feng knew that the old man chose to settle in mordu for the prosperity here. At that time, he seemed to prefer to be noisy. When there were more people, he was happy, but he didn't see it for a few years, but he felt a lot changed. Sure enough, the old man was really old.
Chen Feng said, "maybe the mood is different. For example, the one next to the master hasn't said a word. Isn't she also a quiet self-cultivation? Maybe she has a higher level than my restless heart?"
The old man also looked back at the woman and smiled. The woman's eyes were angry.